Yang He and the others returned to Xin'anzhuang, and Steward Huang ordered the bodies of the guards who died in the battle to be sent back to Pizhou City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yang He also collected the war horse and transported it back on a cart, and the horse would be buried under the East Mountain.

In the future, he will also follow the example of the Qi family's army, and the war horses that died in battle will enjoy the treatment of fallen soldiers, and they will also be sacrificed every year.

Han Daxia gave his horse to Yang He, and they continued to go back to Xin'anzhuang, all the way without incident, and soon they will arrive at Xin'anzhuang.

When I arrived at the inspection department, it was still noisy and lively, the villagers who collected the nitrate soil were constantly coming and going, and the market here was being built, and some recruited strong men were busy carrying soil and picking stones, and in winter, they were all sweating profusely.

However, they can eat enough to work, and they have some wages, so people who are idle in the neighborhood are willing to come to work.

Yang He believed that infrastructure construction was a good and effective way to solve the problem of employment, so after the extermination of the Jiaoshan bandits, he was known for his prestige in ten miles and eight townships, and still did not engage in the apportionment of errand servants, but recruited strong men to work.

Although they eat coarse grains and their wages are not very much, they still get a response like a cloud, and the villagers generally support it.

Naturally, they are willing to work, eat and have money.

After the extermination of the Jiaoshan bandits, the families in each village had some gains, but they preferred to save the silver and then work here to eat enough.

It's best to have work all winter.

Yang He's move was also widely praised by the villagers, and they all said that Yang Xiang was benevolent and righteous.

In addition to the strong men who worked, there were also many people gathered to watch, after all, there was little entertainment at this time, and a new market was the top priority for the residents of this area.

Coming to watch the progress of the market has also become one of the pleasures of the nearby villages, and everyone thinks that when the market is completed, they can also catch the market, and they can also sell some local goods, and maybe they can also make a living from it.

The surrounding children naturally gathered here, chasing and laughing, and occasionally some Xin'an villagers passed by, and everyone cast envious eyes.

The reputation of Xin'anzhuang has spread, and all kinds of things in it have become the topic of conversation and envy of the surrounding villagers.

For example, they can eat enough food every day, they can often eat meat, each of them has a brand new winter coat, all of which are thick and warm woolen clothes, men have winter felt, women have rabbit hats, and what gloves are not afraid of cold when they wear them on their hands in winter.

On this kind of day, I am afraid that I don't have a big rich man in my village, so Yang Xianggong is too good to my own villagers.

As a result of this incident, there were cottages, and many villagers also began to learn from Xin'an Zhuangmin and sew gloves by themselves.

The front was noisy and lively, looking at everything over there, Yang He had a smile on his face, and he was still at ease at home.

And after going out for a few days, the neighborhood of Zhuangzi is still there, which makes him feel a lot more relieved.

Steward Huang looked at it, with a surprised look on his face, he knew a little about Yang He, and it was almost a month since he arrived in Xin'anzhuang.

However, there is already a vigorous vitality here, and it is really not simple.

Daming is now depressed in various places, Pizhou is close to the canal, the traffic artery, but in addition to some large market towns, there are very few people around the small villages in the wild, because there are too many thieves and bandits, and the people are hiding in the village and dare not go out.

Here is the comfort of the residents, the people are at ease, it is really rare.

Now, it's time to build a bazaar.

It is conceivable that this side will be more prosperous in the future.

The accompanying craftsmen were just as surprised, most of them were locals from Pizhou, and they were not far from Xin'anzhuang, after all, it was only forty miles away.

However, according to what they knew, in the past, this area was a three-way area, with many bandits, murder and looting, and chaos.

No, not long ago, "Li Zhuang" was slaughtered, and this matter was also in an uproar in Pizhou City.

However, looking at the present, there is a feeling of peace, as if the threat of bandits has long left the inhabitants of this area.

Look at the children playing, in the villages near Pizhou, which family dares to let women and children run around outside with confidence?

They also saw a market being built and some farmers patrolling.

They were all wearing winter felts, blue exposed fat jackets, tied with sashes, carrying coconut scoop bags, wearing leather boots, and then woolen cloaks, holding knives on their waists, and carrying something on their hands, as if they were very warm.

This kind of dress is better than many officers and soldiers, and some even hold bird guns.

At first glance, it is very well-built.

Especially their spirits......

It's really elite!

These are the people who exterminated the local Jiaoshan bandits?

Because of these people, not only Xin'anzhuang, but also the women and children in the neighborhood dare to play here with confidence?

Many craftsmen have a longing in their eyes, and sure enough, it is very good to start a new life in this village.

Yu Youtie excitedly said to his father Yu Blacksmith: "Great, this Zhuangzi is more peaceful than the state city." ”

The wrinkles on the blacksmith Yu's face are also relaxed, people are old, the picture is a stable and peaceful, seeing this Zhuangzi like this, leaving Pizhou City is really a wise choice.

That Li Tiannan's eyes swirled around some Zhuang Ding bird guns, and his younger brothers and sisters discussed behind him: "...... Those guns can't be compared to Ah Ge's construction, but they are estimated to be able to shoot thousands of rounds......"

Jiang Fuhai, Gu Jiu and other wandering craftsmen showed smiles on their numb faces, they were as bitter as they were in Pizhou City, so they had no nostalgia, and they seemed to have chosen the right one, and when they came to this Xin'anzhuang, they could really live a good life.

Yang He saw that at the construction site of the market, Qi Youxin was wearing a leather robe and a fox hat, and he was talking to a few craftsmen in high spirits.

Villagers nearby passed by and greeted him respectfully, but he just nodded reservedly.

Yanghe's establishment of Xin'anji, of course, is not a casual enclosure of land, building a few nests and paving, but a detailed plan.

He personally drew a sketch of the layout of the bazaar, the distribution of the buildings, the size of the market, the setting up of fences and guardrails, the treatment of toilets and sanitation, the division of roads, and especially the establishment of sewers and ditches.

The bazaar is located on the banks of the Yellow River, and the future waterlogging must be taken into account, and the sewers are actually very simple, just dig the drainage ditch in advance.

The stagnant water should be drained quickly, the ditches should be dug deeper, and the market should be planned before the construction of the city, and the matter will be very simple.

Of course, at this time, many city builders did not have this concept at all, so they waited for the sewage to be everywhere and the water to flood the roots.

In Xin'an Village, only Qi Youxin's position is sufficient, and it is related to internal affairs, so he will inspect and supervise.

Qi Youxin also enjoys the feeling of ushering in the send-off, and he will come and go around every day.

During this time, he and Deng Patrol also got along.

In the distance, people inside and outside the market saw Yang He's convoy, and everyone shouted: "Yang Xianggong is back." ”

Now Yanghe is not only the backbone of the people of Xin'an Zhuangmin, but also the Dinghai Divine Needle of the nearby villages.

With him, everyone can live this peaceful life, even if they leave Zhuangzi and go outside, they are no longer afraid of the threat of bandits.

No, hundreds of Jiaoshan bandits' heads are still hanging on the battlement wall of Xin'anzhuang, which greatly threatens any bandits who dare to move.

Soon, all the villagers came over, pointing around the convoy, watching and marveling, and there were even children running around, which was lively.

Qi Youxin also hurried up to catch up, and when he saw the carts full of supplies and some people who looked like craftsmen, he was full of smiles.

With these personnel and materials, Zhuangzi can grow again.

He smiled: "Xianggong is back, and I have been going out hard for the past few days." ”

Then he saw that Yang He had changed Han Daxia's horse, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

In a blink of an eye, he saw the original Yang He's war horse mount on a car behind, and his face changed.

He glanced at Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao and others, a stern reproach flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Xianggong, what's the matter?" ”

Yang Daodao: "Let's talk about it when we go back." ”

Qi Youxin said yes softly, and then greeted Steward Huang and the others with a smile on his face, he was born in a long place, shrewd and smooth, and especially knew how to communicate with some officials.

In terms of entertainment, it is naturally handy.

Steward Huang replied to him with a smile, as the steward of the palace, of course he didn't have to pay attention to a mere manor steward, but this person was Yang Xianggong's cronies, so it was naturally different.

And according to his eyes, with the development of Xin'anzhuang, the people around Yang Xianggong will also rise, and it is appropriate to make friends now.

The convoy turned to Xin'anzhuang, and although the trail was a little bumpy, it was easy to walk in winter.

The inspection department is only six or seven miles away from Zhuangzi, and soon everyone arrives in front of the village, and everyone in the distance sees the heads of people hanging all over the wall, all of them grinning and the shape is dry, and they can't help but marvel, some people are happy and some are afraid.

Huang Guan praised in his heart, those were the heads of the Jiaoshan bandits, who were the party to the disaster, and were exterminated by Yang Xianggong.

With the help of the heads of these bandits, he also established great prestige in this area, and now he is more confident and bold to open the market.

The villagers from afar also got the news, and at this time they all crowded near the village gate to greet them, bustling and bustling.

There are also Minister Yang, Yan Dezheng, Sun Zhaodi, Zhao Zhongju and others rushed to Wen Xun, and Minister Yang also brought his younger brother and sister Ying'er Qian'er.

Soon, the three Zhang Chugong brothers also rushed over.

Minister Yang came over to help Yang He get off the horse, and said happily: "Young master." ”

Then he saw that Yang He's war horse was wrong, and even saw the corpse of the mount behind him, he was stunned for a moment, and then looked silent, Yang He nodded to him.

Sister Ying'er pounced, hugged Yang He's thigh, and said sweetly: "Brother, Ying'er misses you so much." ”

Yang He kissed his sister on the face and said with a smile: "Ying'er is so good." ”

touched his younger brother Qian'er's head again, and he and Minister Yang hugged one by one.

I met with Yan Dezheng and Zhang Chugong brothers again, and Yang He beckoned Huang Steward and his party to enter the village from the suspension bridge.

Now, except at night, the suspension bridge is placed all day long, unlike before, there are more hangings and less hanging.

When everyone entered the village, many villagers crowded on both sides and said one by one: "...... Messire...... Xianggong is back? ”

Yang He smiled and nodded, and when he came back, he seemed to have no melancholy and troubles, and this was his home.

Steward Huang was a little surprised, he didn't expect Yang Xianggong to be so popular in the village.

He could see that the welcome of the villagers was sincere and joyful.

In the tumult, Sun Zhaodi and Zhao Zhongju were also standing in the crowd, and suddenly Zhao Zhongju was stunned, with a worried face, but she didn't say anything, and silently turned back, there are guests, the kitchen is over, it's time to prepare more food.

Sun Zhaodi's arrogant temperament didn't notice anything, she drove away the onlookers and said: "Okay, okay, Xianggong is back, you can go back to work with confidence, there are more winter clothes to sew......"

Zhang Chugong's faint reproach came from the rear, Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao, and Zhang Songtao were silent, and Hu Employment and Zeng Youyu were aggrieved excuses.

Everyone entered the village, bluestone slabs, gravel, cobblestone paved pavement let the yellow steward admire, on both sides of the quite elegant shops and houses also made the craftsmen happy, this Zhuangzi is so rich, look at this street, are paved with stone slabs, I will live here in the future.

Everyone walked all the way, and saw that the streets were always clean and clean, clean as washing, and the villagers in the village also had red faces, and they all walked with their waists straight, full of spirit.

Men and women, young and old, mostly have a brand new, very warm winter coat.

Especially the men have winter felt hats, and women have lying rabbit hats, and the accompanying craftsmen are speechless, is this still a rural place outside Pizhou City?

Looking at the city of Pizhou, there are also beggars and homeless people gathering, and people freeze to death and starve to death every day.

It's not like the countryside, it's like a paradise.

It's especially clean and vibrant, and it's refreshing.

A lot of craftsmen have smiles on their faces, what a place.

After that, he settled here. (To be continued.) )