Yang He looked at the vast land to the west of the city, and Master Tian whispered beside him. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, a long time ago, the west of the city was also regarded as the essence of Suining, but after the Yellow River overflowed in Xin'ankou in the second year of Chongzhen, this land began to be abandoned.

In particular, the formation of Baitang Lake, the lake circumference is more than ten miles, and a number of tributaries are rushed out to the south, with the Baitang River as the largest, in order to prevent the Yellow River from flooding, every year the river official will discharge flood water to Baitang Lake, and the lake can not be saved, it will spread along the Baitang River to the south.

Then the Sui River and the Baitang River converge, and the river overflows out of the riverbank, not to mention that the surrounding fields are always flooded, that is, the stagnant water often rises into the villages, and every time there is a flood, the villages often have no harvest.

Because the water conservancy ditches have been washed away, the Baitang River usually has little water, and during the drought, smoke rises everywhere, and the fields are not harvested.

Drought and flood were combined, and the people of each village were miserable and left one after another, and the villages were abandoned more and more.

To add insult to injury, from the west of the city past dozens of miles, there are Jiuding Mountain and other mountains, there are more than ten miles of mountains from east to west, and more than 50 miles from north to south, Cuckoo Mountain, Bailu Mountain, Cactus Mountain, Dustpan Mountain, Jiuding Mountain, etc., there are many large and small mountains.

Not only the villagers have set up villages here to protect themselves, but all the big and small heroes have built polders, and even bandits and thieves from all walks of life have occupied the mountains here.

Usually, they robbed homes and houses, kidnapped tickets for extortion, did all kinds of evil, and the government was powerless, so even the remaining residents moved away one after another, and the final result was that this piece of land for dozens of miles became a wasteland in ruins.

As Master Yitian knows, there are only a few large polder villages left in this plain of at least forty or fifty miles, all of which are located on the west bank of the Baitang River.

Yang He looked at the cold wind howling outside, at least half a person's height of the barren grass swaggering, and sighed in his heart, there is no shortage of land in troubled times, especially in this troubled era at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there are countless wilderness wastelands of all kinds, and what is lacking is a safe environment.

According to what he knows, when all officials take office, they are actually very encouraged to reclaim wasteland, although they will be blackmailed by the officials when they set up the land deed, and it is not easy to reclaim wasteland, and it will take many years of operation to become familiar land, and the most important thing is that it is not safe.

Soldiers and bandits are everywhere, and there are countless thieves, you are stationed in the wilderness to reclaim, if there is no big polder village nearby, you have a certain amount of self-preservation, and you are just a fat sheep in the eyes of others.

In this era, the poor are afraid of starvation, the rich are afraid of robbery, the rich and the poor are not happy, the chickens and dogs are restless all day long, and the people are afraid.

However, in troubled times, due to too much abandoned land in the wilderness, one advantage is that no one cares about the land occupation, whether it is building a house or building a house, opening up wasteland and farming, in addition to private land, the rest are official land, and you need to go to the house to make a deed to buy, who cares now?

Even some places have been robbed, and entire states and counties have become ownerless abandoned lands, and hundreds of thousands of miles have no people.

At present, he does not have the power of civil affairs, and it is also thankless to carry out civil affairs in the name of the government, so it is better to occupy millions of acres of land privately and become a super powerful man.

Anyway, now the imperial power does not go to the countryside, and the gentry and heroes are all outside the prefectures and counties, and there are no people everywhere, and there are a lot of disputes.

However, Yang He planned to block these waves of bandits, and all the bandits that should be exterminated were exterminated, so that his subordinates could be leveled and a safe environment was erected, so that in the chaotic situation in the future, a large amount of capital and population could be attracted.

In the future, when popularity rises and there is a corresponding market, domestic demand can slowly develop.

Yang He's heart swelled with ambition, every time he went to a piece in the future, the wild would be his land, and it would become a paradise under his rule, forming a bright light effect in the troubled times, and countless people poured in, so that each piece of his land could be sold for a lot of money.

A steady stream of bricks and tiles for the growth of his strength.

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After seeing the surroundings of Suining City, Yang He had a plan, they went down the polder wall and went to the inner city, which was also a messy reed house thatched house, mostly of the "shed" type, the thatched shed was very short, and people could barely straighten their waists when they entered, and they were very simple and poor.

Many of the residents were originally from the west of the city, and their own villages were abandoned, so they moved to the city to live, and the quality of life is not comparable with the original, but it is slightly safer than the original.

Looking at the dirty and messy living environment of these people, all of them were full of vegetables, their expressions were numb, and they obviously had no confidence in life, Yang He sighed in his heart, he must find hope for these people to survive when he settles in the county seat in the future.

This polder gate is also one hundred and fifty steps away from the inner city gate, and soon everyone arrived at the west city gate "Yaowu Gate" and entered from the suspension bridge.

Then pass through the urn city and climb to the top of the city on this side.

There is a city tower here, and there is a plaque of "Huaixi Guarantee" on the upper floor.

Yang He came here mainly to see the artillery at the head of the city, and the artillery was placed all over the inner city because of its preciousness.

"There are a total of twenty-eight large and small artillery pieces in Suining, twenty-three of which are small Franc machines, and the rest are generals, exterminating artillery, tribute and other instruments."

Master Tian naturally knew that the county respected Yang He with five wolf guns, No. 2 and No. 2, No. 3 and three, but he guessed in his heart what Yang He wanted artillery for, compared to guns, artillery is heavy after all, and it is not easy to transport, he wants to go to artillery, does he want to fight in the field?

Yang He mainly looks for a falcon cannon type of small franc machine, the angle rotation is flexible, and it can be used as a large arquebus at close range, at this time the artillery accuracy is extremely low, but if it is placed within 100 steps, there is still a certain accuracy.

Moreover, the No. 2 and No. 3 little wolf machine guns also weigh five taels to ten taels, that is, 187 grams to 375 grams, which is more than enough to deal with the heavy shield vehicles of the Qing army.

He saw that there were several artillery pieces on the wall at the head of the West Gate, all of which were covered with oilcloth artillery jackets, and some of them were old-fashioned firearms such as generals, exterminators, and tributes.

This kind of cannon Yanghe is not eye-catching, because there is no cannon ear gun mount, and in wartime, it is built on a wooden frame, digging earth and installing artillery, and often jumping left and right, or even turning upside down, seriously endangering the safety of gunners and men and horses.

It is not easy to reload the special loading, after a shot, you don't dare to enter the medicine, or you have to stand up straight, not dozens of people, and it is very troublesome.

Therefore, after the appearance of the Buddha wolf machine artillery, it quickly prevailed in all parts of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, compared with the original artillery of the Ming army, the Franc machine artillery has quite advantages, such as having cannon lugs, thick gun walls on both sides, and aiming equipment. If the ammunition is pre-stocked, it does not need to be temporarily reloaded, and the firing speed can be accelerated.

If the heat dissipation is fast, the rear gun is connected to the front and rear, and the air is convection, which is easy to dissipate heat.

Generally at this time, the Franc machine can shoot more than a dozen shots without overheating, and the firing speed is also fast, and the total time of the first three shots of the skilled gunner will not exceed 20 seconds.

The gunpowder charge of the gun is fixed, and it is not very easy to explode.

The only drawback, because of the gas leakage, the Wolf machine can't shoot far, and the Big Buddha Franc machine is only one or two miles.

If the gun is not properly fitted, or if the "bottle-type" gun is used, the scorching fire will also leak out to the rear of both sides, damaging the gunner next to the gun, just like a thunderbolt.

Therefore, Yang He has to look for it carefully, and find that kind of "convex" shaped sub-gun, so that even if there is a gas leak, it will leak directly above, just like the fire door that ignites the Hongyi cannon, no matter how fierce the fire is, it will not hurt the gunner next to him.

He looked at the city, and suddenly he paused, lifted his gun jacket, and saw a small wolf machine in front of him, which was in the style of a falcon cannon, and the cannon was mounted on a very heavy four-legged wooden bench, and the rotating machine was made of bronze, and the lugs on both sides of the gun body were covered.

He roughly estimated that the wooden bench of this cannon weighed more than 100 catties, and it was a cannonball weighing five taels.

Yang He looked carefully, the cannon body was five feet long, there were five iron hoops on it, a sub-gun was sleeved in the belly, there were also three iron hoops on it, a fire door hole in the middle, and a handle on the side, and the whole sub-gun was estimated to weigh fifteen catties.

Finally, there is an iron bolt tied to the root chain, which is inserted through the hole behind the belly of the gun, and the inside of the belly is tightly clamped.

Yang He saw that there was a slender handle behind the cannon, which had been polished to a very bright surface, and he took aim with the handle, and the gun had a crosshair and a door, which could be well aimed at the target and improve the hit rate of the cannonball.

He held the handle and rotated it up and down, left and right, with some inflexible rattling sounds, obviously no oil maintenance.

On the whole, Yang He is very satisfied with this gun, the quality of the gun is good, and it can be aimed flexibly, especially the sub-gun is "convex" shaped, and it will not hurt the gunner when it leaks.

It is impossible for the Franc machine not to leak, which Yang He does not dare to hope for.

His elaborate new Angun will leak, let alone this kind of iron artillery?

But he doesn't care, he can't hit far if he leaks, anyway, he starts fighting within a hundred steps.

No matter how far you hit, it will be in vain if you miss, and you will waste gunpowder and shells.

Yang He decided that he wanted this cannon, and in the future, he would cancel the four-legged wooden bench and replace it with a gun mount, so that he could move in the field, and shoot at close range with a single shot, whether it was a rogue or a Tartar, they would all be broken in two.

Moreover, this way of fighting also saves the gunner, just look at the people, and aim like an arquebus.

Seeing Yang He's free handling of this artillery, his demeanor was very skillful, Master Tian's eyes showed a look of surprise, this young man is becoming more and more incomprehensible, Wen Taowu is strategic, he is proficient in everything, and now he still understands artillery?

Looking at him, as if he had been beaten with his own hands, the more I came into contact with him, the more I felt that this young man was shrouded in a fog, full of mystery.

"Could it be that he really descended from the heavens?"

Master Tian had rumors in the county during this period of time, he originally believed in the strange god of silence, and he scoffed at this, and he was also shaken at this time.

The people who followed behind showed even more admiration, Lord Yang was really a sharp figure who exterminated the Tongshan bandits, and he even knew how to operate artillery, but he was different from the officials and masters in the county who did not touch the spring water with their fingers.

Inspector Deng looked at it with a smile, he had been in contact with Yang He for a long time, and he had seen a lot, so he would not make such a fuss about Yang He's ability.

Yang He has seen several Franc cannons in Ximen, and there are two small Franc cannons of the Falcon cannon type, but unfortunately Zi Gong does not meet his mind, so he just stops.

Fortunately, he hadn't seen it elsewhere, and he hoped to find five cannons that matched his heart.

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At this time, the sky was slightly dark, and when it was almost time, Yang He did not stay at the head of the city, so everyone went down to the "Yaowu Gate", the sound of hooves was mixed, and they went to the General Administration of Practice.

The houses on this side of the West City are more messy, there are more poor people, and the streets and alleys are even more dirty.

The population here is also relatively sparse, a large area of land is empty, occasionally dotted with thatched huts, overgrown with weeds around it, and vegetable fields, cemetery fields or something, if it weren't for the nearby city wall, Yang He would have thought that he had arrived in a wilderness.

The Lian General Administration is not far from the city wall, located on the West Street, so everyone quickly arrived in front of the office, according to Master Tian's introduction, behind the office is the barracks, built by a lake, the scenery is very good.

"Not bad......"

Looking at the existence of this slum-like area, Yang He thought to himself that Gao Qifeng of Zhixian County built a mansion here, because there was a lot of vacant land here, and there was no dispute over land for demolition.

He rode his horse and looked at his office, and a big banyan tree next to the gatehouse made him nod, and it seemed that it covered a wide area, estimated to be about 2,000 square meters.

At this time, there were already several people in front of the gatehouse to greet each other, the first one, tall and thin, slightly dark-skinned, about forty years old, wearing a green shirt, wearing a scarf, and a rather serious expression.

At present, the spring is cold, and many officials will wear warm ears, but he does not.

Presumably, this person is the county magistrate Gao Qifeng allocated to himself.

Then behind him were three people dressed as soaps, dressed up like the fat and thin two soaps Liu Kedi and Wang Ding, they stood behind the ceremony, they seemed to have low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, but the corners of their eyes were shining, and they secretly peeped at themselves from time to time.

Typical public man.

Then there were three more people, who also looked down from time to time, presumably they were allocated to their own menzi, grooms, and chefs.

The fifth rank in the yamen, the existence of the subordinate rank.

"The student is honest and square, and he has seen the adult."

And he saw that he had made a way of doing it.

The six people behind him knelt down and kowtowed one by one: "The villain has seen the master." ”

"Old man......"

For a while, Yang He felt that he was called old.

Yang He asked them to get up, and Master Tian said: "Lian Shuban, the county will transfer you to the General Administration of Lian, this is a weight for you, and you have to wait carefully for Lord Yang in the future." ”

Na Jian Dian said firmly: "No, Tian Muyou said that students know what to do." ”

Master Tian looked stunned, and Yang He jumped off the horse and shook his head.

This temper is a living version of Han Daxia.