MTL - Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty-v2 Chapter 1784 1740th

  Chapter 1784 Chapter 1740: The land watered by honey

  Fang Wenjing arrived at Pier C as usual, and after handing over with people, he started boring work.

  These days, the people who come in and out here are small merchant ships, most of them come from nearby ports, and he is only responsible for guiding them.

  So, the work is still easy.

  It was only at noon, and his companion Fang Laoliu suddenly shouted: "Wen Jing, Wen Jing, look quickly, look quickly."

  Fang Wenjing was taken aback, subconsciously took out the binoculars hanging around his neck and looked up.

   On the surface of the sea, slowly entering the harbor is one... no, many large ships.

  The scale of this large ship is much larger than the large ships I usually pick up. The huge hull pushes through the water waves, and in the telescope, it looks like a mountain, coming slowly.

   Fortunately...he saw the flag on the ship, so he felt relieved.

  This is Daming's ship, of course...it's not as simple as the flag.

  The structure of this hull is also somewhat similar to that of Daming's ships.

  So, he hurriedly said: "Take them to this pier, but the hull is too wide, I will go to fetch them."

  Fang Wenjing is very experienced.

   After much difficulty, the big ship moved closer to the pier.

  This is a good natural harbor with sufficient water depth and almost no hidden reefs, enough for large ships to berth.

   Immediately afterwards, someone disembarked.

  Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan came down first.

  As soon as they landed on the pier, Zhu Houzhao said: "People come, people come, and prepare to erect a monument. Here it should be written: Emperor Wencheng Wude is entrusted to heaven, and Zhu Houzhao is here!"

  Liu Jin took a piece of bamboo and wrote down with a charcoal note.

  Fang Jifan was quite excited.

  He is used to treating Zhu Houzhao as air.

When the scum of the world Wang Bushi entered the harbor, Fang Jifan looked at the harbor from a distance, and found that the scale of this place was far larger than he imagined. There were more than a hundred ships in the harbor, mostly merchant ships. , which also shows the prosperity here.

  Fang Wenjing trotted over and saluted, "I don't know your honor..."

Fang Jifan said: "I'm blind, this is the emperor, and I am Fang Jifan, the Duke of Zhenguo. Didn't you see the banner? But I still come to ask more questions, that is, I have a good temper recently. I eat meat and chant Buddha recently. , I can't kill you."

  Fang Wenjing was stunned when he heard it, first glanced at Zhu Houzhao, then trembled tremblingly, and hurriedly bowed down: "The villain has seen Your Majesty."

   Turning to look at Fang Jifan, he was even more surprised, and he said cautiously: "See... see Uncle."

   But at this time, Zhu Houzhao turned his head and gave Fang Jifan a strange look.

  Fang Jifan was also dumbfounded.

   This is really all dogs and things come to seek relatives.

  Fang Wenjing hurriedly said again: "Uncle, I am the Fang family of Nanzong, and my name is Fang Wenjing. Speaking of seniority..."

   "Okay, okay, I see, the emperor is here, what are you talking about."

  Fang Jifan waved his hand impatiently, looked Fang Wenjing up and down, and said in his heart that Fang Jifan is the only one who has three views and is upright, and I barely recognize you as a relative. If not, you also deserve the surname Fang?

  Zhu Houzhao said casually: "You lead the way ahead, I am very easy-going, don't need to be greeted with fanfare, first enter the city and talk about it, this place is called New Qingdao, I don't know why?"

  Fang Wenjing felt that his uncle was here, and suddenly felt that his back was straighter. Presumably, with his uncle here, since it was a family five hundred years ago, even if he said something wrong, he would definitely make things right for him.

  Uncle is a good man, all the elders in the clan's branch houses said so.

He then hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this is where Qilu's feudal state is located, so...they all took the name of the prefecture and county of Shandong Chief Envoy, so that the immigrants felt kind, as if they had returned to their hometown .”

  Zhu Houzhao nodded and nodded, and then said: "The climate here is very pleasant. Are there thieves here?"

  Speaking of this, Zhu Houzhao's face was full of expectation.

Fang Wenjing was taken aback, and then said: "In the beginning, there were some. In the past, there were many natives who attacked our people who pioneered and reclaimed land. The old county king and General Zhengqing raided them a few times, and gradually they became stable. Before that, the Spanish People are a serious problem, but nowadays, it is getting worse and worse. The old county king has pulled out several of their cities and opened up hundreds of miles of land, but...out of Qilu, there are quite a few horse thieves and natives There are quite a few. Those Spanish thieves are often heard to seek wealth and kill. In Qilu, it is different. It is not just General Zhengqing who is diligent in suppressing thieves. The most important thing is... there are so many people here, Just talking about our Fang clan, there are 100,000 households and hundreds of thousands of people, and there are tens of thousands of people added every year. There are also other immigrants and criminals. There are millions of people here and there. Putting it on this golden island, it would be amazing. There are villages all over the place. In the villages, the men have short guns, bows and arrows, and bred horses. Once a thief is found, the men of a village will raise their guns and mount their horses. When the nearby villages hear the news, they will protect each other and help each other. They are all from the same family, and they will come and go if they come or go."

  He then said: "Because of this, everyone said that Qilu is very safe and can live and live in peace, so many people who moved to the Golden Isle came here with their families."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to the southeast direction of the port: "That place is called Wangye Town, Your Majesty, don't you know that there are hundreds of families of clan princes and princes living there? There is also Linzi. These princes felt unsafe in their fiefs, so they brought a large group of family members and ran here to buy land and settle down. More or less income is spent here. There are tens of thousands of people who rely on these hundreds of clansmen to support them. There are tens of thousands of people in New Qingdao alone. The best silk and the latest clothing materials are burned. The best porcelains are all sent there.”

  Zhu Houzhao first heard that there were not many thieves here, and his energy suddenly dropped, and his mood sank directly, as if he hated the local natives for their disappointment.

But then I heard that my relatives were so unsatisfactory. The emperor granted them the fief at the beginning, and the essence was to expect these clansmen to be able to defend Xinzhou, but who would have thought that this group of dogs came to this Golden Continent and are still messing around. Eating and waiting to die, it's fine to ignore the fief, but unexpectedly came to someone else's fief to work as an apartment, still drunk and dreaming.

   Zhu Houzhao wanted to curse.

  Fang Jifan also said with a worried expression on the side: "Your Majesty, if things go on like this, this is not a blessing for the country. These fiefs, regardless of the clansmen, will be occupied by thieves and natives sooner or later, and sooner or later it will cause disaster."

  Zhu Houzhao said: "Wait, when the time comes, I will go back and deal with them."

   A group of people have passed the trestle bridge and entered the port.

  The Harbor Affairs Department and others have noticed the big movement, and have been waiting here for a long time.

  Hearing that the emperor had come, everyone was shocked, and when they heard that their relative Fang Jifan had come, they were all overjoyed.

Speaking of which, except for the one surnamed Liu, everyone is relatives. Here in Qilu, everyone surnamed Fang has gradually developed a mentality that Lao Tzu is also the protagonist of this Qilu. Anyone who brags must mention Fang Jifan. Forgot, they were stuffed on the boat like canned food back then, the whole family cried and cried, or hid in the cabin and gnashed their teeth and scolded that dog.

  Zhu Houzhao waved his hand: "I'm going to walk around as I please, and you will stand down."

  The Secretary of Harbor Affairs, although they are stepping down, they dare not be negligent, and they are so busy that they rush to report to the superior.

  Zhu Houzhao still led Fang Wenjing to lead the way. He hated being surrounded by a large number of people and always felt uncomfortable. He only called seven or eight carriages, took Fang Jifan and Liu Jin, and dozens of followers, and was anxious to enter the city first.

   So Fang Wenjing led the way.

  Out of the port, you will see a railway track.

  On the railway tracks, there are small steam cars running, which are specially connected to the city to transport goods, and there is no passenger transport.

  The land here is flat, so there are very few road repairs, and most of the people who come in and out use horse-drawn carriages.

  There are houses along the way. Along the road, fenced yards are enclosed one by one, one after another. Some houses have signs outside, most of which are grocery stores or doctors.

  There are many lands here.

   It can even be said... a population of one million, placed in Daming, may only be the size of a state capital with fertile land. However, in such a state capital, most of the land is often occupied by mountains and forests, and there are very few plains that are truly inhabitable.

   But here, the land occupied by a million people is not only dozens of times that of the state capital, but also fertile and wild, and the land is neat and tidy, just like the Fang family.

It was also the first time for Fang Jifan to land here. He looked left and right, and his eyes were dazed. Although the mansions were disorganized, most of them were just wooden houses, and even some houses. The conditions are far from comparable to those of the wealthy Jiangnan people.

  Chapter 2 today, and more. Ask for a monthly pass.

  (end of this chapter)