Chapter 358 My Peace of Mind is My Hometown

The reform of the official system did not happen overnight, and Zhao Heju's "Ming Dingguo is Edict in the Fourteenth Year of Yan and Huang" also said that it was clear that the entire reform process would take five years to complete in five years.

Such huge changes, all kinds of disputes among the people are always inevitable, but with the news of the victory in the Western Regions, the voice of controversy has gradually been suppressed, after all, since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there has never been such an eloquent as today, and now the territory of the Great Song Dynasty is not only better than the Han and Tang Dynasties, but even far overseas.

The "Ming Dingguo is Edict" was promulgated in January in early spring, and it takes 10 days to reach Nanyang, 20 days to Xinzhou, 30 days to Xilan, and 45 days to Dongshengzhou under the condition that everything goes well. Unlike the Great Song Dynasty, these places did not have telegraph offices or railways, so it took some time for them to spread to the parts of these overseas territories.

Therefore, when Zhao Jingyun saw the full text of "Ming Dingguo is Edict", it was already February 20 in the 14th year of Yanhuang. The Great Song Dynasty was in full spring flowers at this time, while Xinzhou was bleak in autumn, but the climate of Mozigang, where he lived, was good, and the coolness was not very deep.

In terms of the naming of overseas territories, after the initial clue, now the Great Song Dynasty has a very complete principle, that is, to respect local customs, carry forward the Chinese culture, if it is the old city of the Turen, it is named after the Chinese transliteration of the traditional name of the Turen, such as Gao Langbu, if it is a new city established by the Song immigrants, it is named after the name of a person who has made outstanding contributions in Chinese history. This is to promote the long-standing humanities of our China in foreign countries, and the other is to remind immigrants that their roots are always in the Great Song Dynasty.

For example, this port city with a population of less than 20,000 was named Mozi Port.

"Manqing, what's going on with the DPRK?"

Deng Ruoshui, who was lying on the bed, asked in a weak voice, his body was originally fine, but he was relegated to thousands of miles away, his mood was somewhat depressed, and after coming to Mozigang, he was somewhat unaccustomed to the water and soil, so his body looked weak, and he had been lying on the bed for 14 years, almost when he could get up.

"Your Majesty has issued an edict to change the official system, and sure enough, it ......"

The feeling in Zhao Jingyun's heart now, if it is expressed in one word, it is "regret". The reform in the "Ming Dingguo is Edict", because he had a deep discussion with Zhao and Ju, saw a longer term than others, especially in the selection of foreign dynasties and cabinet officials, and the emphasis on wisdom made him realize that the Son of Heaven was doing his best to transform scholars.

Through the system, rewards, inducements, and many other ways, the scholars were only limited to the Confucian classics and shifted their attention to more practical skills of helping the people, so that the scholars and doctors were divided, and the vast majority of them were transformed into new types of scholars, and at the same time, through compulsory education and many policies, the new workers, small business owners and clerks, and the children of soldiers received sufficient education, so that they also became new types of scholars. When these two new groups of scholars joined forces, the remnants of the conservative scholars were naturally powerless to stop them. And the relatively fair system of imperial examinations and standing examinations is far better than the way in which new rulers are produced through violent upheaval.

If his "people know, the people own, the people govern, and the people enjoy" is just a slogan, then the Son of Heaven spent fifteen years of painstaking management through the silent way of moisturizing things, and finally pushed the "people's knowledge" to reality. At first, he was a little complacent about the article he published in the newspaper, thinking that this was the result of his foresight, but now that he thinks about it, the Son of Heaven had already seen this when he vigorously promoted compulsory education at the beginning of his ascension to the throne. Not only did he not help the Son of Heaven, but he boldly published that article, but instead turned the original silent natural changes of the Son of Heaven into a showdown with the conservative scholars, fortunately, the governor of the local road province was on the side of the Son of Heaven in this showdown, otherwise the result would ......

Most likely, it will be a civil war.

"I pride myself on being wise, but now I know that I'm just a reckless man!" Zhao Jingyun sighed, and read "Ming Dingguo is Edict" to Deng Ruoshui, Deng Ruoshui was speechless for a long time, and after five minutes, he also sighed.

It's just that his long sigh is completely different from Zhao Jingyun's long sigh.

"Manqing, you're so lucky......" he muttered.

"Huh?" Zhao Jingyun was a little surprised.

"You're young...... It is comparable to the Shengshou of the Son of Heaven...... Therefore, you can see our Majesty, what kind of Great Song Dynasty will be...... I'm old, but I can't see it......"

This is Deng Ruoshui's most regrettable thing, although being relegated to Xinzhou made him a little disappointed, but this is no way, it is they themselves who jumped on the altar to be sacrificed in this fierce social change, even if the Son of Heaven is forced by the times, he can't completely exonerate them for the time being, in fact, it can save them from death, which has surprised Deng Ruoshui.

"Deng Weng just needs to live a good life, why not be afraid that he won't see that day?" Zhao Jingyun said with relief: "Besides, now that the image of my Great Song Dynasty has become a prosperous era, like the surging river is unstoppable, Deng Weng sees that my Great Song Dynasty has become the head of all the countries in the world from the ups and downs, and he should have no regrets!" ”

Deng Ruoshui smacked his lips and smiled slightly bitterly: "Manqing persuades people, it is really different, it is, exactly, I should have no regrets...... I have seen the Central Plains of the North of the King Division, I have seen the people living and working in peace and contentment, I have seen the people of Siyi coming to the distant world to obey themselves, and I have even seen this overseas scene...... What do I have to regret? Manqing, if I die, I don't need to be sent back to China for burial, just bury me on the lighthouse mountain in Mozigang, and just bury the homeland of the Great Song Dynasty under my pillow with me......"

Zhao Jingyun nodded silently, he is not a hypocritical person, so he does not use false words to persuade him.

Seeing that Deng Ruoshui was tired, Zhao Jingyun went out and walked on the street.

Mozi Port is a natural harbor, with fertile water and soil nearby, and huge grasslands further west, so agriculture and animal husbandry are very developed. Zhao Heju was very generous to overseas soldiers, not only in terms of salary and promotion than those stationed in the mainland, but also if their families volunteered to accompany them, they would be given land, or work in nearby factories. Taking Mozigang as an example, the main business of Mozigang is agriculture and animal husbandry, because the water and grass are fertile and the sheep are flourishing, two years ago a woolen mill was built here, and the wool was woven into wool and then sold to the Great Song Dynasty. Every month, one or two large ships would come here to transport the accumulated wool and grain, as well as some household tools, such as ironware. As far as Zhao Jingyun knows, Xinzhou now has a population of more than 500,000, most of which are such small cities.

"It is also the proper meaning of the government to restrict the development of some industries here, most of the outcasts are resentful, and this place is vast, if it is allowed to expand, it is inevitable that the tail will not fall." As he walked, Zhao Jingyun pondered carefully.

He has been here for nearly half a year, under the pretext that he is an exiled prisoner, and he gets the Heizigang Magistrate County Office to register once a month, in fact, the magistrate here is from exile, and he has already received the above signal, and he and Deng Ruoshui are taking good care of him.

Different from the spontaneous colonization activities of European colonizers in another time and space, the overseas colonization of the Great Song Dynasty today has a whole set of corresponding systems, which is summarized after the original colonial exile sacrificed thousands of people. Before each colonization, the imperial court sent people to choose the colony, the place must be convenient and fertile, the water and soil are fertile, the team to survey the colony point, now there are hundreds of them in the Great Song Dynasty, they can determine three to fifty suitable colonies every year, and mark their characteristics on the map one by one. Then the government organized colonists, who were either degraded prisoners, poor people who volunteered to open up overseas, or ordinary people who had been exiled during the wars of previous years, and according to their skills, they were assigned to different immigration teams, and then sent to Liuqiu, Sulu or Mayi, and after half a year of training, they were allowed to emigrate. Immigrants are first near and then far, generally after gathering 2,000 people is a complete immigration team, each immigration team is equipped with three officers, fifty soldiers, these officers and soldiers are elected from the veterans of the Guards, not only responsible for the initial resettlement and development of immigrants, but also responsible for organizing these immigrants to carry out corresponding military training, after the successful settlement, they can be promoted by accumulating merit, or they can return to the Song Dynasty, and those who want to stay in the immigration city will also be appointed as the chief officer. For every dozen or so adjacent colonial settlements, a naval detachment will be set up to escort the mission, and at the same time, there is a faint intention to suppress the rebellion.

If there is one word to describe the colonization of the Great Song Dynasty, it is "order". Just like Zhao and Ju's view of national politics, he believes that order is the key to all achievements, if there is no order, no matter how good the power is, it will be like a flood out of the dike, the ocean will be raging, causing endless evil consequences, and if there is order, it can irrigate the fields, help the boat, and even generate electricity.

This is also reflected in the construction of the migrant city, this Mozi Port, is orderly, divided into two parts, the seaside part is centered on the port wharf, stretching to the north and south, and the inland part is centered on the official office flying high in the Great Song Dynasty. The two parts are separated by a main street, and in the middle of the main street is a small square.

Standing on the square, to the north, you can see the Great Song Dragon Flag, which is raised and lowered once a day, and to the south, you can see the ships in the harbor. Although the big ships that can complete the ocean voyage back to the mainland of the Great Song Dynasty usually come once a month or two, the sea ships used for shipping between the immigrant cities of Xinzhou can be seen almost every two or three days as long as the weather permits.

Zhao Jingyun looked at the wharf, today the wharf is very lively, he saw the kind of large sail steamship dual-purpose ship that often sails on the Xinzhou Ocean, and saw a large group of people carrying all kinds of items on their backs getting off the ship, orderly under the command of the local officials, and arriving at the epidemic prevention and control area of the port.

"Why is that?" Zhao Jingyun pulled a servant and asked: "There are more than 20,000 people in Mozi City, there are already a lot of people, these people are ......?"

Perhaps in order to limit the size of the colonial city, so as not to create a huge overseas center, so far, the largest population of the Great Song Dynasty's overseas colonial cities is only about 60,000, like Mozigang, with its resources, enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, but at least three years have not arranged large-scale immigration to Mozigang.

"Mr. Haojiao learned that we have discovered a coal mine in Mozigang, and now we are going to expand the city, so the Overseas Immigration Department has arranged five batches of immigrants for us, adding up to 10,000 people. The servant grinned.

More people means more prosperity, and prosperity means the merits of their officials.

The joy of the officials also infected Zhao Jingyun, and he applauded: "Good, good!" ”

"Mr. only came to Mozigang a few years ago, so I probably don't know that we haven't been in like this for more than three years." The official was a talkative, and seeing that he was also happy from the bottom of his heart, he said: "Although there have been many babies born in Mozigang in the past few years, I always feel that some people are less popular, and they are not as prosperous as our Great Song Dynasty." Now there are 10,000 new people, although it will take a year to arrive, but ......"

The official chattered, with the happiness and satisfaction of a small clerk on his face, Zhao Jingyun nodded while listening, and said a little strangely after listening to him: "Isn't it true that the first ones are not afraid that these latecomers will share their fields and industries?" ”

"Mr. said with a smile, this new continent is so big, there is land everywhere, in our Great Song Dynasty, good land is a family heirloom, no one is willing to sell, but here, the land is worthless!" The official pointed to the surroundings: "Even if there are millions of people, we can't divide these lands, and we told them this on the first day the immigrants set foot in Mozi Port!" ”

This kind of education would try to avoid conflict between old and new immigrants, who would otherwise inevitably form groups to discriminate against new immigrants. Zhao Jingyun is a smart person, and he suddenly thought about this clearly, and couldn't help but praise it.

"I am the son of a criminal official, I was relegated to this place, I was reluctant to give up my hometown at the beginning, and now I ......" because one-third of the people here are degraded, so the official is not taboo about his identity, he smiled and said: "I have been to Mozigang for seven years, the first year was just an ordinary immigrant, planted fifty acres of land, Yan Huang nine years because I was literate, and learned arithmetic, this was promoted to a small official, so far it has been five years, Xu Gong will be promoted, after the promotion can be chosen, whether to go back to the Great Song Dynasty to be a common man or stay here, I saw this Mozi City like this, how could I give it up! ”

His words are very simple and heartfelt, every inch of land here has been carved out by their sweat and rain, and they have taken root here.

"What if I'm homesick?" Zhao Jingyun asked again.

"I have invited the ancestral tablet from the ancestral shrine to worship at home, including a bag of soil in the well of my hometown, in the future, when my child is older, I naturally want him to go back to the Song Dynasty to see, the so-called leaves fall back to the roots, he is not able to return to the roots, you can also go to Lin'an to study in college, I understand, like my generation, with the scriptures read can also be mixed with a small official, to his generation, if not proficient in wisdom, there will be no future!"

"Go back to Lin'an to study in college...... Hearing this, Zhao Jingyun's heart suddenly moved, the light flashed in front of him, and he suddenly felt that he had found what he wanted to do.

Although every immigrant city in New Island has built a primary school, but so far, there is no secondary school and higher school, and the primary school is enough for the immigrant children of New Island just to be a qualified laborer, but if they still want to be motivated, it is not possible to do without a secondary school, a higher school or even a university.

Zhao Jingyun took a deep breath, the depression in his chest was swept away, he and Deng Ruoshui were idle here, although the Son of Heaven did not give them new tasks, it did not mean that they were useless, although this place was not native to the Great Song Dynasty, it was also the Great Song Dynasty.

"Please build a Xinzhou primary school to play ......" He was already thinking in his heart, how to play to the Son of Heaven.