Chapter 3 Ningyuan Planning

Mo Qian, who had been bathed, changed into new clothes, and turned back into the handsome boy of the jade tree, and when he walked in, everyone in the seat couldn't help but praise him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Don't be stunned, everyone, the food will be cold later." Seeing that the scene was a little stiff, Liu Cheng came out to play a round, everyone laughed, and was no longer restrained, and then said to everyone,

"This is our Lord Mo Qianmo, you know, Lord Mo is the fifteenth in the second class of today's department, the talent of the sky, the future is limitless, in the future, everyone under the command of Lord Mo, we must be conscientious, we will first salute the Lord a cup."

Mo Qian saluted slightly, raised his wine glass and took a sip, this wine is very low, which is equivalent to the degree of fruit wine in later generations, but the taste is a little bland, far less mellow than the wine.

However, this is good for Mo Qian, after all, he doesn't drink much. However, the dishes on the table are very suitable for Moqian's taste, ordinary peasant dishes, the so-called banquet is only chicken and duck meat plus a plate of vegetables, a small plate of fried peanuts, but compared to the many unknown substances added in later generations, this is extremely delicious.

The name of the tall windward building, in fact, is a poorly decorated two-storey wooden building, if it is winter, here is really the wind on all sides, the restaurant up and down only the owner and his wife are busy going around, only the small building outside the windy restaurant flag can see that this is a restaurant.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a food stall at a roadside stall in later generations, after people drink some wine, it is easy to think more, Mo Qian took the wine glass and looked out the window.

At this time, outside the window should be a bustling and dazzling neon sign, watching the cars come and go, people walking tea and cooling, and there may be a girlfriend sitting next to him who confesses success, or a brother who comforts him with a bottle of beer.

But now he is just in a strange world, this world has no friends he knows, no everything he is familiar with.

In this month, he also roughly knew some information about this world, and the dynasty Daqi he is in now is a bit like the ancient Tang and Song dynasties.

However, the difference is that Daqi has existed for more than a thousand years, hundreds of years more than the longest dynasty in China, Zhou, without the prosperity of Tang poetry and Song Ci, and without the legend of Tai Chi gossip.

Some are just more than 1,000 years ago, Taizu Wen Tao Wu strategy, a million army to pacify the troubled times, together with the world, the official division of civil and military, to create a prosperous era.

It's just that as the old saying goes, if you divide for a long time, you will be together, and if you are together for a long time, you will be divided.

In this ancient dynasty of more than 1,000 years, the system is approaching ossification, and in recent years, the foreign forces in the north have been pressing, especially several nomadic peoples such as the dog Rong are even more rampant, constantly going south to plunder grain and massacre.

The most recent battle was the Battle of Tongyun Pass ten years ago, the gradual decline of the Great Qi Dynasty, 200,000 troops were killed by 30,000 Wuqiang troops, and they were defeated until Tongyun Pass, and the emperor barely managed to save a game.

But since then, the alien races in the north have known that Daqi is nothing more than a bluffing lion, and the oppression is even tighter.

If it was only in the north, the peasants in the south were not idle, and from time to time they would make an uprising, and there would be a poor harvest in a famine year, an earthquake and a flood, and there were many slogans

There are many kinds, those who do the right thing for heaven, those who hoe and defend the country, and those who kill demons.

What a stormy dynasty!

Now that the new monarch has ascended the throne, it is said that he is a Ming monarch, but what does it matter to him? Isn't your purpose to spend your whole life here?

Fleeing for more than a month, every time I wake up, I will always be stunned, I really want to sleep and go back, my mother took a feather duster to drive herself off the bed, and the door was a dead friend who secretly invited herself to play, one day, one month and one year, just like this.

Mo Qian has never been a person who longs for vigorousness, his biggest dream is to marry the girl he has always had a crush on as his wife, give birth to two naughty children, and the country has opened up a second child, he knows.

Circling around some firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long, in fact, for a lifetime, it's that simple.

But after a month of searching here, he knew he would never go back.

A figure interrupted his distraction with a flicker in front of him, and Liu Cheng came to him with a glass of wine and said, "My lord, let the lower official introduce you to all the colleagues here." ā€

said and pointed to Wang Yan, "This is the main book of this county, Wang Yan." ā€

Wang Yan hurriedly got up to toast, Mo Qian smiled back, and then pointed to a big man with a tiger's back and said, "This is the head catcher of this county, Jiang Lu." ā€

Jiang Lu stood up with a bowl of wine, although this person was full of beard, he did not give people a sense of fierceness and evil, but was a little honest, "Haha, my lord, I can't speak, I will do it first as respect." ā€

After saying that, he drank it all and immediately won everyone's favor.

When everyone was drunk and slightly drunk, Liu Cheng asked, "I wonder if you can tell us what happened along the way?" ā€

Liu Cheng still brought up this question again, but fortunately, Mo Qian had already thought about how to answer, so Mo Qian told him how he met the horse thief on the road and how he escaped.

Of course, some things were omitted during the period, such as stealing chickens and dogs and being chased for miles by villagers with hoes, and only said that he insisted on getting here all the way with the money from selling horses.

After listening, Liu Cheng and Wang Yan looked a little embarrassed, and now they are finally sure that this adult is not a Wenqu star.

He's a broom star!!

How unlucky a person can be.

Wang Yan and Liu Cheng were silent for a long time, and said with solemn faces: "According to what the adults said, then the adults may have met Chasing Cloud Village." "Oh? I don't know what the origin of this chasing cloud village is? Mo Qian asked with interest.

Liu Cheng said, "If you want to say that this chasing cloud village, it is not big, that is, some mountain people in Chasing Cloud Mountain can't live, and they get together to rob their homes and rob houses, and the previous county order has also sent people to suppress bandits, but they themselves are mountain people, familiar with the terrain, and they are bandits when they get together, and they scatter back to the mountains and forests and become ordinary mountain people, so the court's several times to suppress bandits have ended in vain." ā€

"I see." Liu Cheng and Wang Yan both waited for Mo Qian to speak, but who knew that he only said "oh" and then there was no more follow-up, and they looked at Mo Qian with a look of surprise.

Mo Qian rolled his eyes, you are stupid to me, the court has suppressed bandits so many times without success, how dare I hit a stone with an egg.

But I have written down this hatred, chasing Yunzhai, you wait for Lao Tzu!

Opening the door, the drunken Mo Qian was helped in by the servant, Mo Qian sat on the stool and said to the servant, "I'm fine, you go down first." ā€

After closing the door, Mo Qian retreated drunkenly, poured himself a cup of tea, and took out a parchment map from his bosom, which he had exchanged for the scroll with his horse.

In fact, this map may not be needed just to Ningyuan County, but on the way, Mo Qian learned that the transportation technology is not developed now, so whether it is the common people or the officials, they have almost no understanding of the farther places in their own areas, and the range of ordinary people generally knows is only fifty miles within their own radius.

Therefore, when Mo Qian saw this detailed map containing Ningyuan and several surrounding counties in the hands of a merchant, he knew that it was precious, and even sold his horse in exchange, which was something he had to know if he wanted to develop in Ningyuan County.

Open the map, take a candle, and find the location of Ningyuan County, which is located in Jiangnan Province, west of Jian'an Province, and is one of the least developed areas among the twelve counties of Jian'an Province, the main reason is that Ningyuan County is mountainous, which he knew on the way here.

Eight mountains, one water and one field, although it is not to the extent of relying on the sky for food, there is no catastrophe and famine in ordinary years, and it can barely survive, if it encounters a famine year, then the problem is big, the displaced people are all over the wilderness, and the starvation is countless, and it is definitely not possible to rely on growing food.

In the conversation with them, I didn't find any characteristics of Ningyuan County, what Ningyuan County has, other counties have, others have, but Ningyuan County does not necessarily have.

The only thing worth boasting about is that the previous county magistrate donated a Confucian temple to the county squires.

But the most critical thing is that Ningyuan County is not a big education county at all, and there is not even a talent in the county, so everything is enshrined in the Confucian Temple.

Maitreya Buddha, Veda Buddha, Taishang Laojun, Erlang God, Buddhism, Taoism, sending children, and scattering wealth are all crowded in the temple, and the only drawback is ...... squeezed Confucius out.

I really don't know if their bunch of gods will fight in the temple, Mo Qian thought secretly.

This is obviously used to fight for political achievements, and sure enough, in the big exam that year, the county magistrate was promoted by virtue of this Confucian Temple, leaving this mess.

The only advantage that Mo Qian can find in the map is only one, transportation, Ningyuan County is very close to Guangyuan County and Jing County, from Guangyuan County to Jing County through Ningyuan County is only thirty miles away, and it takes at least eighty miles to detour from other places, but Ningyuan County just can't develop, there are only two reasons, either others don't want to come, or others can't come in.

I don't want to explain that the road is too bad, and I can't get in to explain that there are some reasons that I think, maybe it's robbers, or maybe it's something else. Of course, Mo Qian still has no way of knowing the reason for this.

"It seems that it is not easy to build Ningyuan County." Mo Qian rubbed his head, forget it, let's think about it tomorrow.

Mo Qian is like this, he will never force himself, as long as there is something he can't figure out, he will be sleepy, as long as he is sleepy, he will sleep as soon as he dips his pillow, so in later generations, he will give the nickname "Marshal Tianpeng".

Took the candle and blew it out gently, silent all night, Ningyuan County, really like its name, quiet and long, Mo Qian pursed his lips in the dream, but faintly revealed a smile, his life began here.

The crowing of the rooster broke the tranquility of this small county town, and Ningyuan County slowly woke up from its sleepy eyes.

On the morning of June, from five o'clock onwards, the eastern sky was slightly revealing the white of the fish's belly, and slowly, a ray of glow pierced the clouds, scattering endless brilliance on the land.

After going through the charm of spring, finally ushering in the vigor of summer, a breeze blowing, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

At this time, the silence of the night has ended, the new vitality has just begun, the city gate has been opened, the vegetable farmers or hawkers who enter the door to catch the morning market have come in one after another, to their respective stalls, and there are not many people encountered, but it gives people a sense of green and vitality.

Happiness and unhappiness are relative, and people who have experienced unhappiness are often more able to cherish the things around them; The same is true of prosperity, in his previous life, he was used to seeing the prosperity of big cities, Mo Qian did not have too many expectations for the big cities of this era, but felt that the people here lived here, so simple and natural.

Ningyuan County is not big, a street to walk over in less than a quarter of an hour, the pedestrians and vendors on the street seem to be acquaintances, "second uncle" and "third aunt" called, saying that it is a county seat, but it seems to be more like a familiar and warm village.

It's just that this morning there was another stranger, a person wearing a linen shirt, a white towel hanging around his neck, sweating profusely, and smiling and greeting around him as he ran.

Mo Qian, who has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world, desperately wants to integrate into this county, which is the warmth he has never felt.

Although the people around him didn't know this person, they couldn't help but praise him when they looked at his face, and the handsome young man smiled in return.

Running every morning is a habit that Mo Qian developed in his previous life, and it is precisely because of this habit that Mo Qian in his previous life was always able to face everything in life in high spirits.

And this body, handsome is handsome enough, that is, the image of a weak scholar is too typical here, white and pure, not skinny, but the physical quality is so weak that he feels out of breath after taking a few steps.

Mo Qian has deeply experienced this in the month of running, so he must improve his physical fitness, and morning jogging is a good choice.

Running out of the city along the streets, the light and shadow of the trees flashed behind him, and trotted all the way to the bank of a river, when the sun had just risen, and the fiery red sun was rippling on the water, picking up a handful of clear river water to wash his face, which was really refreshing.