The New Year Festival is the most important festival of the Han people. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info from the first half of the month began to be busy, the street is full of lights, red silk like fire to catch people's eyes, and then until the fifteenth day of the first month, after the Lantern Festival, the flavor of the New Year is far away, fade away. During this one-month period, the whole of China was jubilant. Even in the frontline positions of the confrontation between the two armies, the soldiers had to improve their lives for three consecutive days. Fat pigs, fat sheep, chickens, ducks, fish.

During the New Year's Festival, whether it is the sticky pole where you hide yourself in the dark, or the secret camp, all of them are temporarily resting. This is a potential tacit understanding between the Manchus and Chen Han, because no one on the two sides dares to completely cross the line, in that case, the destructive power will be boundless.

Firecrackers resounded through the streets and alleys, and the thick layer of red cannon paper accumulated in front of the door was red.

The Chinese New Year is a day of consumption, whether it is the current era or the 21st century when Chen Ming's last life is getting weaker and weaker, this is the most expensive time of the year.

Countless Chinese have taken the money they have accumulated for a year and turned into good money boys in these days. The poorest families will also try their best to eat dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve and pull a three-foot cloth for their children's mother-in-law.

There was an endless stream of people who came to visit the prince's mansion every day before the new year, and Chen Ming only selected a few people to meet them. The rest let into the courtyard, there is a tea room, sit down, drink a cup of tea to warm up, and people can go. This can be regarded as entering the prince's mansion to sit down, right? It's not a loss of face.

Chen Ming's trick was learned from the Manchu officialdom.

In fact, for Chen Ming's family, this Chinese New Year is not a rest at all, but a drudgery that is busier and more tired than usual.

Not only to enter the palace, but also to banquet the ministers, but also to have human contacts.

New Year's gifts sent by officials from all over the world, which are different from the filial piety of the Manchu Dynasty, such as Liu Dezhao, Shen Guozhen, Chen Erbao, Pang Zhenkun, Yan Xishen, Zheng Wen and others are all local native products, absolute native products, although they are pulled into the house into cars, but they are not valuable, but they must be taken seriously, and there must be appropriate specifications in return. And those who need Chen Ming to give gifts are his father, mother, grandmother, uncle, second uncle, uncle, seventh duke, ninth duke, etc.

These things are thanks to the presence of Li Xiaomei, another hostess, this time the matter of preparing a gift, which liberated Chen Ming. Li Xiaomei pulled Liu Bangyun again, and the two of them worked together, but Chen Ming didn't worry about this matter. If Chen Ming had to take care of these things in addition to going out and meeting guests, he would have been able to collapse him this year!

Of course, Chen Han's annual leave will not last until the sixteenth day of the first month, and the government will be opened on the sixth day of the first month. The soldiers who can return to their hometowns to visit relatives are still surging after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

Wang Zhizheng set foot on his way home on the seventeenth day of the first lunar month. He had a full month of vacation and overdrawn his family leave for next year.

Wang Zhizheng's whole person was beaming, his face was full of longing, and he hadn't seen his relatives for three years. At the beginning, he didn't find his father and mother in Suzhou, Wang Zhizheng was desperate, but he didn't expect that after the war in Jiangnan subsided, Wang Zongquan took his mother-in-law and children back to Dantu. And then I got in touch.

Before the city of Suzhou was broken, Wang Zongquan fled to Shaoxing, Zhejiang with his wife and children, and when Shaoxing was also facing the attack of the Fu Han army, Wang Zongquan fled to Hangzhou with his family, and then the city of Hangzhou was also broken. Wang Zongquan never ran away anymore, he was tired and felt hopeless. But the war didn't hurt his little family.

In the year when the Fu Han army withdrew from Jiangnan, Wang Zongquan's family worked hard to make a living, and their daughters were almost sold to others as concubines. When the resurgence of the Han army took Hangzhou again, Wang Zongquan took his family back to his hometown Dantu. Death, too, at home!

As a result, Wang Zongquan, who was poor and had only a small life, relied on the original house deed and title deed to really get back the original land from the Yamen of the Fu Han Army, as well as the dilapidated mansion. The four members of the Wang family, who had already occupied the edge of the cliff, sold five acres of land at a low price, and immediately the family's living standard returned to the original level of a small landlord. What made Wang Zongquan's family even more ecstatic was that their eldest son, younger brother, and elder brother, Wang Zhizheng, who they thought were dead, suddenly came with the news that he was alive.

Wang Zhizheng is not only alive, but also alive very well, he has become a military medical apprentice of the Fu Han Army!

After this news was confirmed, the Wang family immediately had an additional piece of 20 acres of military merit land. Wang Zhizheng, who is not yet eighteen years old, is now an official military doctor, which is good news. He wanted to go home in person, see his parents, sisters and brothers who he hadn't seen for three years, and tell them the good news in front of them.

Wang Zhizheng was dressed in a regular suit, with a brass star on his round collar, which was the mark of the corporal. As a formal military doctor, Wang Zhizheng is a corporal.

At the same time, on the warm Hongji Port, a young man who seemed to have just twisted his braids was quietly hiding on the side of the cabin window, carefully looking at the Hongji Port not far away.

As a spy who has been in the industry for a certain time, Lin Ahai has seen ports, although he has not seen Huangpu Port in Guangzhou, but he has seen the largest wharf in Fuzhou, for example. However, the wharf in the past is really different from the current Hongji Port.

Tidy!

The first impression of Hongji Port to Lin Ahai is that it is neat, and the biggest impression is also that it is neat, and the wharf area, residential area, reserve area, garrison, and fort are clear.

The whole Hongji Pier was paved with a kind of gray-white 'stone', which was very flat, but Lin Ah Hai knew that it was not a stone, but a thing called cement. Not far from the port area, there is a brick kiln area, where cement is produced.

His master sent people to explore the cement manufacturing process many times, but they were all gone.

And this time, Lin Ahai pretended to be a Guangxi citizen who fled south to Anbei and Beiqi, a refugee who wanted to come to Hongji City to make a living, and the ultimate goal was not to find out any secrets, but to live in Hongji City honestly for a period of time, and to grasp the emotions of Hongji City's rebellion.

Lin Ahai's master was Chen Jie, who fled from Guangxi to Liangshan, and after their group fled into Liangshan, the Fu Han army did not continue to attack them, but Chen Jie, Yang Wenjie and Wu Xiongguang always maintained great vigilance against the Fu Han army. This is like a rabbit in the mouth of a tiger, the tiger doesn't want to eat rabbit meat, but does the rabbit dare to take it lightly?

Especially after knowing the news that Lord Zheng sent an envoy to Lushan to worship King Hehan, this remnant army just felt that a sharp blade was already hanging over his head. They now desperately hope to be able to grasp the attitude of the Fu Han army towards them, but Lushan is not at all something they can hook. Where can they go?

- Only Hongji City!

There are still many people who have the same task as Lin Ahai, and after these people enter Hongji City, they will work hard to integrate into the people of Hongji City, so that they can better know some various gossip.

This is the helpless method of the 'three masters', and now they can only do this.

If the Zheng lord of Hanoi asks Chen for help, regardless of whether the Fu Han army agrees to send troops or not, Hongji City will be a hurdle that cannot be bypassed. Lin Ahai's task is to work honestly in Hongji Port and observe every move of Hongji City. If you don't make a big discovery, don't contact your superiors.

The railway track in the port area of Hongji Port has been determined, and even the supporting facilities have been built a lot. Just waiting for the Shilu Iron Works in Qiongzhou to produce the rails.

In the horse-drawn train, well, perhaps more should be called a rail-drawn carriage, the rails in this era are all light rail, there are no sleepers - even if the sleeper is matched, it must be concave under the surface, and all the space between each other must be filled, so that the rails and the road surface are completely level, just like the urban light rail. The rails of this era could even be recessed [ground] concave carriage tracks. In any case, it is not allowed to trip the horse's hooves and hinder the horse's speed and safety. So although the current railroad tracks look very similar to the train railroad at first glance, there is still a big difference between them.

The carriage railroad of the Fu Han army was a little narrower than the carriage tracks of Europe in history, because the horses used by the Fu Han army were smaller than those of European horses, and of course the pulling force was much smaller. The only thing that the Mongolian horses are praised for today is their endurance and good feeding. As for the southwestern horses, the mountain troops formed by the Fu Han Army were equipped with a lot of such horses, and they were still very good for pack horses.

Improving horse breeds is not something that can be done in a while, and the Fu Han army now has the only Jeju Island suitable for raising horses. At the moment, it is crowded with fleeing North Koreans, and it is not suitable to raise horses. Before completely taking the north and bulldozing the Manchus, Chen Ming did not expect to have a large number of cavalry and sufficient horses.

The railroad carriage wanted to be rolled out in China for a short time. Not only the presence of sticky poles, but also the shortage of horses. Chen Han is now able to ensure that a small number of key areas are laid. For example, Hongji City in Annam was not only equipped with a part of Mongolian horses, but even two batches of southwestern horses were sent. The First Division has now taken half of Guizhou, and it will certainly not take much effort to collect some southwestern horses. And among the short southwestern horses, the Guizhou horse is still the tallest of the short. That head can make people cry when they look at it!

If Lin Ahai had waited for the first half of the year to come to Hongji Port, he would have seen all kinds of straights and tracks crisscrossing each other, horse-drawn carriages and rail-drawn carriages side by side, and whistles and shouts one after another. If there were another twenty years, if the steam engine could be used in large quantities, the large and small chimneys would spew black smoke into the air, and the entire sky over the dock would be covered with a layer of smoke and dust.

This is not the first time that Lin Ahai has come to Hongji Port, the harbor is full of ships, but the owner of the ship is familiar with the way to recruit a pilot, and soon bring the ship to the berth to dock.

As soon as the ship stopped, a small group of public servants rushed over, led by five people wearing official uniforms - three black and two red, the black official uniform is civilian, the red official uniform is the military position, the former is to check the goods, collect management fees, apply for the ship registration certificate, etc., the ship owner can take their watch to the customs to go through the formalities. The two military officers represent the Marine Police and the other is a customs inspector.

Lin Ahai already knew these very basic situations. Chen Wei's workers have two kinds of official uniforms, one black and one red, and the official uniform itself is a simple robe, with no complements, not silk, but cotton. He wears a black wingless black gauze hat on his head.

All Chen Han's subordinates wore this, and the officials who officially entered the product restored two wings on the black gauze hat, and it was routine for them to come to the ship, but for Lin Ahai, it was also the first test he was about to face.

At this moment, the people in the same cabin all stood up and gathered to the window, looking at Hongji Harbor.

Some of these people still have braids, and they drag their children one by one. They are the refugees who really came to seek refuge with Chen Yi to earn food, and there are also people like Lin Ahai who are alone, but they are rare, but fortunately, they are not nothing.

Lin Ahai is not obvious on his face, don't look at him as thin as firewood, and he looks like he wants to hang. He is the elite under Hong Yinghui, and Hong Yinghui is Chen Jie's most profitable spy leader. If you can't even pass this level, Lin Ahai sneaking into Hongji Port to lurk is an empty word.

Everything went smoothly. The people on both sides are familiar with each other, and the boat owner transported a boatload of people over and earned a lot of money for himself, because there are many Mingxiang people in this boat, and their treatment is obviously better than Lin Ahai's people. With the proof, the shipowner can go to the customs to get money to pay taxes, and then give priority to buying preferential iron, tea, silk, etc. from Hongji Port, although this amount may only be one or two percent of the entire ship's capacity, but as long as it is transported to Hanoi or the north, it is several times the profit. Even if other goods are purchased at a normal price and transported to Quang Nam, it will be profitable.

Behind the five dukes are more than a dozen 'helpers', and for Chen Han's temporary workers, in Lin Ahai's opinion, they are 'helpers and idlers'. In fact, they are all from the labor department, and they don't wear official clothes, so of course they look like temporary workers. For the locals of Hongji City, the Labor Service Office is more popular than the Labor Recruitment Office under Ruan Xuan.

There are only a very small number of Annanites in it, and the first requirement for Annanites to enter the labor office is that each of them can speak Chinese, at least a few words. All of them must be brave and fearless, and they are the gold medal fighters of the Labor Department. And the rest of the people, like the people who boarded the ship to inspect like now, were either Mingxiang people, or Liangguang refugees who came to Hongji City to earn food.

It is also Lin Ahai's goal in the short term.

Helpers, white servants, these people are more well-informed than ordinary people.

Both military positions are short-haired, and such people are either veterans or 'fashionable'. The other dozen or so people, half of them are Mingxiang people with long hair, these people are very friendly to the people who are also Mingxiang people, and the smiles on their faces are constant, comforting those Mingxiang people to put their hearts at ease. But when it was Lin Ahai's turn, his eyes immediately rushed to the top of his head.

These people can't wear black gauze hats, they all wear rattan helmets, carry a short stick around their waists, wear short clothes on their upper bodies, and straight-leg pants on their lower bodies.

When he got closer, Lin Ahai saw clearly that there was a small white sign hanging on the chest of these people, on which the group number of the labor office where they belonged, the names of the members and the individual number were written in black ink.

All the people had ruddy faces, and at first glance they were the light of good food and drink. This reminded Lin Ahai of their team hiding in the mountains, and was sighing, when a few words of conversation between the boat owner and the Chen thief floated in his ears: "Yes, I brought you another hundred and fifty six." There are fifty or sixty people in Guangming Township......"

"Hehe, you can't stop it when fortune comes. Just sent people to walk inside, and found more than a dozen households. There are still several families who are reluctant to move. I really don't know what to do. "The owner of the ship knows why those families are reluctant to move, isn't it just a matter of taking care of a few acres of land? Can they have as much land as the shipmaster's house? It's not a big family. The boat owner has made so much money these days, and the family has moved to Hongji Port differently? I don't know what to do.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and everyone has their own aspirations." Chen Thief said disapprerovingly. Taking a cigarette from the shipowner, a group of people stood at the bow of the ship and spewed out smoke.

After disembarking from the ship, Lin Ahai's group was sent directly to an independent camp, and Lin Ahai knew that since several epidemics had occurred here in Hongji City, Chen Wei had established a so-called quarantine system. Anyone who wants to earn a bite to eat in Hongji City will be quarantined for half a month when they arrive here. In this half month, I have to take frequent baths, shave my hair, cut my nails, and so on.

After the people who fled to Annam from Liangguang were pacified by the Han army in Guangxi, many of them returned to their hometowns one after another. Those who are still willing to stay in Annan, except for people like the 'three heroes', are some people who can't and don't want to go home. The stories of these people in their hometowns have been drowned in the smoke of gunpowder, but how easy is it to make a living in a foreign land?

In the past year, it is not only the Ming villagers who have taken refuge in Hongji City, but also these former Ming relics, and many refugees who have gone south.

Lin Ahai's head was shaved, and after entering the isolation camp, he was wearing a very cool pullover and fat-legged pants, and he felt like he had entered a monk's temple. But the people here are emotionally stable, and they are full of expectations for the future. (To be continued.) )