If you change to the capital, in the late autumn of September, it is already a scene of withering grass and trees. Liaodong is naturally more exaggerated, it is already cold and windy, and even snowflakes are fluttering.

Xie Hong convened the Jiangnan family in Ningbo, it was already the beginning of September, and now it is nearly mid-term, but here in the south of the Yangtze River is still willows, the grass and trees are green, and then seeing the construction scene in full swing inside and outside Ningbo, Xie Hong has an illusion that it is not autumn, but spring.

Otherwise, how could there be such a thriving scene? I don't know whether people's enthusiasm infected the climate, or the climate of Jiangnan infected people, in short, the whole Jiangnan has been involved in a change, especially in Ningbo, where the changes can even be described as new with each passing day.

The changes in the city are minimal, and what is being done is some renovation projects, which are similar to those in Tianjin, which is nothing more than to renovate the original old yamen, build a hall out, and then hang up new signs for new service organizations such as investment promotion and patents.

There were newly built buildings on top of those ruins, but they were not reserved for the yamen, but for the branch of the academy.

It is similar to the capital and Xuanfu, and the city of Ningbo is also divided into rich areas and ordinary districts, and the mansions of these big families are not far apart, and the enthusiasm of Ningbo people for the college is also very high, and the owners of those mansions in the middle willingly donated their own courtyards, in order to complete the college as soon as possible.

Of course, they didn't suffer a loss, Xie Hong came lightly, and it was impossible to bring enough money to compensate, but there is one of the most amazing things in Xinhaizheng, that is, contribution. With the benefits on display, and with Xie Hong's good credit guarantee, this contribution is more popular than money, after all, this thing can't be bought with money casually.

As a result, the people who were expropriated in the old mansion were all smiling and far away, and those who did not catch up with the land acquisition were sighing and complaining about themselves, why did they live so far away? These people seem to have forgotten that on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the shouts of killing sounded, they were clearly eager to get as far away as possible.

Although only a month has passed, that incident seems quite distant, and no one cares about it, after all, people have to look forward. For this, only Xie Hong is emotional, who said that land acquisition is difficult? With enough benefits, what's it to move? See, my brother didn't give any money, and the people who were expropriated laughed like haha.

Therefore, those who forcibly recruit gods and horses are weak, and only the kind of pigs who can't think of ways to make money except for robbing are so good, which is the same as Tartar.

Outside the city, there is much more movement, and factories and warehouses are being built here, which are the same as those of Lushun, all of them are square, and the aisles left in the middle are about the same distance, and sleepers are laid in many places in preparation for the railroad tracks.

The most lively is the port, Ningbo is also a deep-water port, the location is good, the southern exit of Hangzhou Bay, starting from the south of the Yangtze River, whether to go to the Japanese country or the South Seas, here is the first choice place, the age of discovery is coming, the matter of rebuilding the port, of course, is an urgent priority.

Piling, leveling the ground, laying wooden planks, the wharf is crowded, lively, so many people gather together, but it is well organized, not chaotic at all, Xie Hong saw it in his eyes, and he was also full of emotion.

"Brother Hong, why are you here? Let's work so hard. A burst of silver bell-like laughter sounded behind him, Xie Hong picked his lips, and hooked a smile, no need to ask, it was the little girl who came over.

"Yue'er, slow down, you wipe your mouth first, let people see what it looks like?"

As soon as he turned his head, Xie Hongzheng saw the little girl jumping and running over here, a pumpkin pie in her left hand and a bean paste bun in her right hand.

Qing'er is still so well-behaved, but from her slightly bulging little face, it can be seen that the little girl is also very comfortable these days, and even her body is a lot plump, and the water and soil climate in the south of the Yangtze River is really very pleasant to live in.

"Brother Hong, it's so good here in Jiangnan, let's stay more, okay...... Brother Hong, let me tell you, the osmanthus corn soup is delicious...... Sister Ling'er, you let Yue'er finish speaking. The little girl's mouth was like fried beans, chattering non-stop, not only to Xie Hong, but also to take time out of her busy schedule to complain to Ling'er who helped her wipe her mouth.

"Alas, Yue'er, look at you, is there a court woman like you?" Looking at the heartless little girl, Ling'er was very helpless, she kind of realized that she was in the mood when she faced the emperor, and that one was more unreliable than the one in front of her.

"The wife of the court? What is that? Is it tasty? Yue'er opened her big round eyes and looked at Ling'er expectantly, then turned her head to look at Qing'er and Xie Hong, and finally looked at the pumpkin pie in her hand, the talking eyes were obviously saying: Will the court wife be more delicious than pumpkin pie?

"......" The iceberg beauty Yurong thawed, and she looked at the little girl with a smile.

"......" Qing'er turned her head a little embarrassed, the little girl was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see her companion embarrassed and behaved.

"Well, this is the generation gap, right? People say that there will be a generation gap after two years of age, and this is really common in ancient and modern times. Xie Hong rubbed the little girl's head and let out the same unobtrusive emotion.

"Generation gap, what's that? Can ......"

"Yue'er!"

"Got it, can't you say it?" Yue'er stopped her mouth, then opened her small mouth and took a bite of the pumpkin pie, leaving a curved crescent-shaped notch on it, and then showed a happy expression.

Yue'er's little mouth had something, but it was a lot quieter, Qing'er looked around, her eyes showed a trace of confusion, for a long time, she suddenly asked: "Brother Hong, I heard my mother say, we used to live in Jiangnan, is it here in Ningbo?" ”

"Probably not," Xie Hong shook his head, he didn't know much about this past, as far as he knew, the Xie family's hometown should be in Jiangsu, and Qing'er's home was the same, "Is Qing'er homesick?" It doesn't matter, when I'm free later, my brother will take you back to have a look. ”

"Really?" The little girl's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Xie Hong smiled, Qing'er is the meat of his heart, of course this wish must be satisfied, not to mention, after Jiangnan is on the track, he will not have to work hard, and he will not be able to go anywhere at that time.

"Master Hou......" Xie Hong turned his head to look, but it was the fat men Qi Cheng and Zhao Sheng who arrived, these two people stood far away with a restrained face, both bowing their heads, obviously not mentally prepared to face the current scene, if they didn't know that Xie Hong had summoned them over for something, they would have gone as far as they could.

"Qing'er, Yue'er, Xianggong has something to say, let's ......" Ling'er took Yue'er's hand reasonably.

"No, Yue'er still has something to say to Brother Hong......" The little girl twisted her body, very reluctant, but seeing Ling'er's solemn face, she could tell the weight: "Then it's okay if I don't speak?" Just here and listen quietly, well, promise not to speak. ”

"It's okay," Xie Hong waved his hand and said with a smile: "Commander Qi, Zhao Qianhu, you just have to come here, you are all your own people, don't worry so much." ”

"Thank you, Master Hou." Xie Hong is just because of the habits of later generations, so he doesn't pay so much attention, but for Qi and Zhao, this meaning is different. Their status is now higher, their knowledge is broader, and their relatives do not avoid it, which is not only the treatment of their own people, but a symbol of the goodness of the family.

Thinking of this, both of them felt warm in their hearts, and even the sea breeze blowing from the east seemed so gentle.

"Commander Qi, Ben Hou is going to transfer you to Ningbo, responsible for the implementation of the new policy in Jiangnan, including maritime affairs, but also agricultural affairs, official title, well, it is the governor of Liangjiang."

Qi Fatzi was startled, raised his head suddenly, and the fat on his cheeks also trembled, just like the agitation in his heart at this time, he stumbled and repeated: "Liangjiang...... Governor? Despicable? But Master Hou, a humble position is a martial position. ”

Don't look at Qi Cheng as fat like this, but he has a lot of eyes at all, and he suddenly rises to a higher position without reactive power, which is to be retributed. Hou Ye is not without people, why is it his turn to be the governor?

Although he hadn't heard of this official position before, anyone who knew a little about the market would understand it as soon as he heard it, this is a feudal official, or Liangjiang, and this is where the elite of the Ming Dynasty is! The literati said well, the high place is not cold, although he has a little fat on his body, but if he is held to such a height, he will also freeze to death.

"It's okay, didn't you make you a governor, governor, this is not considered civilian, besides, what do you do with such a clear distinction between civil and military? Those who are capable, this is the right reason. Xie Hong said in a tone that he should have.

"Yes, but I am incompetent." Qi Fatzi was about to cry, he used to be a commander in Jinzhou, and he felt powerless to manage a few peasants, but now he has become the governor of Liangjiang, this joke is too big, right?

"Eh, modesty is a good virtue, but if you are too modest, it will become hypocrisy, Qi command, Ben Hou believes in you, you have this ability." Xie Hong spoke highly of the fat man, but the fat man himself was not happy at all, and he was killed, this is a naked killing.

"Master Hou, humiliation is really not modesty, humbleness, humbling, woo......" The fat man cried with a handful of snot and tears.

Throughout the ages, I have only heard that some people have forced debts, and there has always been a matter of forcing people to be officials, Jiangnan is very good, there are many beautiful women, and there are many delicacies, but that is not the reason for being the governor of himself.

Looking at Qi Cheng, Zhao Sheng is also concerned, chasing the duck to the shelf, it is still a fat duck, this duck must be uncomfortable, if you don't say it, people have to be self-aware...... Eh, why did Master Hou turn to me again, wouldn't it be ...... "Zhao Qianhu, it's almost the same in Fujian, you can go over and be a governor when you go back, and after sorting out the affairs of Fujian, go to Liangguang again, well, that's what I came to you today." Xie Hong's words verified the ominous premonition in Zhao Sheng's heart, and he also cried, Lord Qi is still a commander anyway, and he is a farmer.

Is this an addiction to appointing a governor?

(To be continued)