Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Wealth Brought by the Heart
Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Wealth Brought by the Heart
Tongzi has done a lot of things with Tie Xinyuan and learned a lot of things, especially in the face of today's situation, he has already achieved success in his heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Fighting a snake does not die but suffers from it, Tong Zi understands better than anyone else, if Ma Sheng is not completely frightened today, there will be a lot of trouble in the future.
None of the Song people who came to Hami were fuel-efficient lamps, and there may be a few people out of a thousand who were wronged by the government, and among these fifteen people, including himself, Tongzi did not think that one of them was wronged or persecuted to come to Hami.
It is a fact that the copper plate made a mistake with the official documents and caused a very bad impact, and the copper did not want to quibble, and the entire workshop government only punished his father alone, which was already very generous for the sake of their family's always good nature.
From the point of view of a printing shop owner, printing the book wrong is also a mistake that cannot be forgiven.
Therefore, except for the pain of dragging down his son, Tongpan did not feel that he had anything to complain about being assigned to Hami.
The reputation of the printing workshop in Tokyo is stinking, and even if the government does not close the printing workshop, there is no way to do business.
Unexpectedly, after coming to Hami, he was desperate to survive, not only the family had food and clothing, but also hoped for the reopening of the printing house, which was a great opportunity for the father and son of Tongban, not a punishment.
For all the above reasons, Tongzi is more concerned about the rise and fall of the Hami Kingdom than anyone else, and he feels that the fate of his family has been firmly tied to the chariot of Hami, and no one can be allowed to do anything unfavorable to the Hami Kingdom.
It's not the first time that Ma Sheng has sowed discord, and this damn litigator still thinks that he came to Hami to have a place to show that broken mouth.
After coming to Hami, I found that the law of Hami is very different from that of the Great Song Dynasty, which is a great culpability in the Great Song Dynasty, and it is not a matter in Hami, such as the wrong book printed on the copper plate, and the most common punishment here is for copper.
It is a great disrespect to the royal family in the Great Song Dynasty, it is nothing here, Huang Yuanshou, the prefect of Loulan City, has nothing to do and drinks too much, and he will point to the direction of Qingxiang City and scold a few words.
As for ordinary punishments, litigants are not used, and only the evidence is emphasized, not to see whose mouth is sharp.
The skill of making a living lost its effect, and Ma Sheng hated Hami to the core.
Tongzi beat Ma Sheng with cruel means, and also made other neighbors dare not interfere in Tongzi's affairs.
Seeing that Tongzi dug a big pit at the root of the mountain, dragging Ma Sheng's feet and about to bury him in the sand pit, Ma Sheng slammed his hands on the ground, howling and crying and begging his companions to save his life and ask Tongzi for forgiveness, he swore that he would never talk nonsense again in the future.
Sun Sihai's mouth squirmed and wanted to ask for mercy, it was one thing to hate Ma Sheng, and it was another thing to see this guy being buried alive.
The rest of the people also gathered around, intending to dissuade the copper.
Tongzi threw a look over, and Sun Sihai had a smile on his face, it was obvious that Tongzi just wanted to scare Ma Sheng.
Soon the rest of the people also communicated, and they also knew Tongzi's bottom line, so they stopped one after another, chattered against Ma Sheng, and helped Tongzi lift Ma Sheng up and throw him into the sand pit.
Seeing that everyone was going to die by themselves, Ma Sheng didn't fight anymore, in the place of Hami, without the protection of his companions, there was not much difference between dead and alive.
So he curled up, holding his head in the bunker, trembling and weeping, as if accepting his fate.
Tongzi shoveled a shovel of sand and was about to lift it on Ma Sheng's body, ready to continue to scare this guy, but he stopped suddenly, threw away the shovel and scraped the sand under the root of the mountain with his hand.
Sun Sihai, who was holding his hands and watching the excitement, also called out, lying on Tongzi's side, and pulling sand with his hands, as if he had found a treasure.
As some black dirt was dug out, it wasn't just Tongzi and Sun Sihai who were excited.
"Coal!"
The eldest Liu Laohan screamed, and everyone immediately forgot about Ma Sheng in the sand pit, and all of them pulled the sand with their hands.
It wasn't until Mr. Liu's nails were torn off by the hard layer of soil that they remembered that they still had a lot of tools with them.
Axes, shovels, and flew, and the soil on the ground was quickly peeled away, revealing a swarthy layer of carboniferous.
The people of Tokyo are no strangers to carboncoal, and they have been using it for a long time.
After all, it is impossible for a metropolis of more than a million people to burn only firewood every day.
Of course, the smell of charcoal is too strong, and sometimes it can poison people, so the large-scale use of charcoal is generally small households, while large households still use firewood.
There are many places around Tokyo that are not suitable for growing food, and all of them are woodlands.
Sun Sihai grabbed a handful of peat and muttered to himself, "This is going to be sent......"
The Hami government rewarded the people for discovering mineral deposits very richly, and once it was reported, there would be at least tens of thousands of silver coins.
Sun Sihai's face changed for a moment, and he picked up the shovel and filled the sand pit where Ma Sheng was.
Fifteen people divided the silver to make it easier for fourteen people to divide the silver, not to mention, even if Ma Sheng was killed, no one asked.
One less person will have to pay fifty or sixty more silver coins, which is a lot of money, and the money he earned from beating a stick at the beginning was only seven or eight yuan......
Killing people is not that difficult for them.
Tongzi grabbed Sun Sihai and said, "We are now human beings, not prisoners." ā
Sun Sihai looked at Tongzi and nodded slowly, and then said to Ma Sheng in the pit: "If you don't want to die, get up and work quickly." ā
Ma Sheng shivered, no longer caring about the pain all over his body, got up from the sand pit, and pulled the big saw frantically by himself.
Seeing that the big saw was bent into a bow, Sun Sihai slapped Ma Sheng's face and roared: "Dig coal!" ā
Ma Sheng, who had quieted down, saw that all the people were loading the cart with charcoal.
The five carriages were filled with charcoal, and the group left the place in a hurry, and the careful Liu Laohan even covered the exposed charcoal with soil again, lest others rob him of his own work.
Loulan prefect Huang Yuanshou frowned.
The continuous flow of troops into Loulan made Loulan safer, but it did bring him an extremely heavy logistical burden.
It's good to say that when the army came, he brought a lot of it, plus the Hami City caravan, the Qingxiang City caravan, and the poplar caravan were transported day and night, not only was there no gap, but there was also a surplus.
However, there is a shortage of fuel!
It's ridiculous to say, the Hami Kingdom lacks nothing in Loulan, except for the lack of firewood, when the city was built, those damn craftsmen have burned all the firewood that can be picked up nearby in order to burn the city wall and make it pottery, and even the poplar wood in the two sun god tombs has been demolished for firewood.
So much so that now if you want to find firewood, you have to go to a place more than ten miles away to find it, and the so-called ten miles do not sell firewood, this old saying has been broken.
There is not much grass on the Gobi, and there is no grass growing in the desert, so it is even more difficult to get enough firewood in such a place.
Herdsmen like to turn cow dung into dung cakes and shoot them on the wall to dry and then cook on fires, which is difficult to feed a family, let alone a large army.
The poplar cemetery outside the city is the firewood reserve of Loulan City for one year this year, and if it is used sparingly, it will be enough for the people of Loulan City to use for two years.
However, with the arrival of the army, the stored firewood is not enough, not to mention that the amount of firewood used in the army is very large, far exceeding that of the common people.
If there are enough reeds on the seashore of calamus, this problem can be solved, but unfortunately, the reeds on the seashore of calamus can only be harvested on a large scale after they have grown for at least three years.
The prefect is in charge of the people's livelihood, Huang Yuanshou has never worried about this matter before, whether he is an official in the Great Song Dynasty or an official in Hami, he has never encountered a firewood problem, and now, this problem is abruptly put on the table, making him feel helpless.
It seems that there is more firewood just given to General Tetsuzo.
Just as he was about to go to the barracks, he was going to persuade these Qiu Ba to use less firewood, and not to open an iron furnace in Loulan if he could, if this thing was opened, how much firewood would not be enough.
A soap official hurriedly walked in and hugged his fists and said: "Qiqi Fuzun, a man has come to report that he has discovered a carboniferous mine. ā
"Huh? Carboniferous? How big? Is it peat or coal? ā
Huang Yuanshou is overjoyed, this is the so-called charcoal in the snow.
As the soap officer hurried to the front yard of the city lord's mansion, he saw fifteen black people standing in front of the five carriages.
"Lift the firewood on it."
Tongzi and the others saw that Fuzun had spoken, and hurriedly lifted the firewood on the carriage, revealing the swarthy charcoal below.
Huang Yuanshou was an extremely calm official, and found a stove on the spot for the soapman to light it, and threw the charcoal into it to experiment to see if it could burn.
When the wood burned out, the charcoal began to burn, and the orange-red flames rose more than a foot high, and the heat was amazing.
"Good, good, good, you and others found that the coal was meritorious, and there was a record of it, and you immediately took the craftsmen who would make the camp to the coal and found the size of the coal mine, if this matter is true, the government will not hesitate to reward."
Huang Yuanshou's credit is extremely strong in Hami, when he was the city lord in Hami, the reputation of the stone gentleman, the merchants said that he was a stone carved gentleman, or he didn't open his mouth, and his words fell to the ground with a sound.
It's been more than half a year since I came to Hami, and under the influence of my ears and eyes, whether it's Tongzi or Sun Sihai, even if it's Ma Sheng, a filthy person, when I hear the prefect say such things, everyone smiles happily, and there is absolutely no suspicion.
Since Fuzun said that it is a heavy reward, it must be a heavy reward, and Hami Country does not have the habit of being idle and doing nothing to deceive its own people.
It was dark, and the copper staggered home.
Before this, Tong Pan had been standing at the door of his house for a long time, and Tong Pan had gone out of the city to cut wood, and had always come back before dark, and it was the first time he had returned late like today.
Just when Tongban decided to go to the chief's house to inquire about his son's whereabouts, he saw a familiar figure staggering back.
Hurriedly approaching his son, he immediately smelled a strong smell of wine, and the angry copper plate immediately slapped his son's back and scolded: "You have learned to drink." ā
Tongzi didn't care, hugged his thin father, laughed and entered the house, under the surprised gaze of his wife and children, he took off the cloth pocket on his shoulder, shook the bottom, and a large pile of silver coins was poured out of the pocket, and piled up in a big pile.
Tongzi burped a big wine and pointed to the pile of silver coins and said, "The boy chopped wood today, and accidentally found a coal mine, these money were rewarded by the government, and there are five hundred and seventy-eight silver coins after paying taxes!" (To be continued.) )