"Nanhai Bo Na said...... Isn't it too eager? ”

Zhang Chi followed behind Yu Guozhen and asked him in a low voice.

"Time is not waiting, these days, there are too many people from all walks of life who have mixed into Xinxiang, not to mention the factory guards, even Jianyu has sent people...... Of course, it was not Jianyu himself, but the Han Jian, who came from place to place, and they knew that I was wary of the group of merchants in Zhangjiakou, so the people sent here had nothing to do with Zhangjiakou, and only said that they had come here to buy our wine. Next, I could almost think about what they were going to do. ”

Zhang Chi was a little inexplicable, what could Jianyu do, with a Ming Dynasty apart, could they still send that poor sailor to attack Xinxiang? Not to mention that the difficulties at sea are far beyond the ability of the Jianyu sailors to bear, even the cannons on Longmen Island are enough to destroy any fleet that dares to come and take offense!

"Xinxiang's wealth can't be hidden from those who have a heart. The court has no money, and sooner or later the Son of Heaven will hit Xinxiang with his idea, and the bigwigs in the court are also salivating and want to get a piece of the pie here. How long will I be able to keep my new career with my current achievements? ”

When Yu Guozhen said this, it happened that someone in the farmland saluted him, and he smiled and nodded in return: "Lao Lei, how is the farming?" ”

This old Lei Fei is the old Lei who sells Xiang'an boiled meat, he came from the paddy field, and regardless of the mud on his feet, he smiled and said to Yu Guozhen: "Then it goes without saying, I patted my chest to the little officials, and when it comes to farming, I must be first-class, this field has been cultivated for three years, and it is already a mature field, and I have to ...... this year Collect this number! ”

Lao Lei's two index fingers are forked together, and a cross is compared, which means that the yield per mu reaches ten stones, of course, this is the output of two and a half seasons. The so-called two and a half seasons are due to the climate of Xinxiang, and two seasons of rice can be planted, plus one season of miscellaneous grains. In Xinxiang, Yu Guozhen's fields are not much, so the yield per mu here is only enough for Xinxiang to use locally.

The big granary of Tan Xiang is still in Hoi An.

"Did you start doing the crossbreeding you told you about last time?" Yu Guozhen didn't have an image, and squatted on the ridge like Lao Lei, and saw that there was a crab in the ditch with its teeth and claws, and he was childlike and reached out to catch it.

Zhang Chi followed by his side, so he had to squat down and watch him talk to Lao Lei while teasing the crab.

"Who dares to slack off on the things that the petty officials confess, the villain has summoned the best tricks, a total of 100 acres of land, all according to the regulations of the petty officials, to be a test field." Lao Lei said: "The little official just rest assured, not a single grain will be dropped at that time, and the villain also wants to know if this hybrid increase in production is serious." ”

"Lao Lei, what you said is not right, what the little official said, is it still true?" A young farmer next to him shouted: "The petty official said that biogas can make a fire, so it can really make a fire, if it weren't for the petty official, who knew that the stinky pickled gas could also make a fire?" ”

Lao Lei smiled and didn't say anything, but obviously, he was still very confident in farming. Zhang Chi looked at them carefully, they were all authentic farmers, but they spoke very calmly in front of Yu Guozhen, without the cowardice of kneeling on the ground in a few words, obviously talking to Yu Guozhen a lot.

"The people take food as the sky, and if the food problem is not solved, the problem of the Ming Dynasty will never be solved." Yu Guozhen smiled at Zhang Chi, and then pointed at Lao Lei: "Therefore, the future situation of Huaxia is not in those fat-headed officials in the capital, but in Lao Lei and others." ”

Zhang Chi noticed that when Yu Guozhen said this, the farmers nodded again and again, and there was confidence on their faces. Obviously, this is not the first time Yu Guozhen has said this to them.

Yu Guozhen has never relaxed in Xinxiang's ideological work, and his focus is on two, one is to cultivate a sense of suffering, and the other is to cultivate a sense of self-confidence. The consciousness of suffering is to look back on the past, and the people who moved to Xinxianglai, whether they were working as workers and peasants, or registered with the municipal bureau to set up a small shop, were all people who moved from the south of Zhili or the eastern part of Shandong, and the vast majority of them originally had great difficulty in making a living. Carrying out suffering awareness education can not only make them understand that all their misfortunes come from social injustice, but also make them understand that their lives are inseparable from Yu Guozhen and Xinxiang, so that they can have a sense of belonging and gratitude. The sense of self-confidence is to face the future, so that they realize their own strength, have a sense of identity and responsibility for the whole of China, and have enough dedication to their work.

"There's a new play in Yokoba Society tonight, called The Story of the Ghost Girl, do you remember to bring your family to watch it at night, have the tickets been distributed?" Yu Guozhen asked Lao Lei and the others again.

"It's here, it's here, it's been sent down early in the morning." Lao Lei nodded again and again, and his expression showed longing: "In previous years, only social dramas could be seen from a distance, where can we compare to our Xinxiang, there are big dramas every week!" ”

Zhang Chi knew this "Ghost Girl", because the first two said that the play had just been arranged, Gu Mei invited Yu Guozhen and others to watch, it is said that this play is based on the real thing, the general content is that Chongzhen three years of Jianyu into the customs, in Gyeonggi wanton killing and plundering, the twelve-year-old girl Qianxi for the Jianyu, the family was killed, she for the whole chastity, cut her face, fled into the Great Wall and the deep mountains to survive, and was called "ghost girl" by the mountain people around the left. In the ninth year of Chongzhen, Jianyu re-entered the customs, Gyeonggi Bandang, Qianxi wanted to find an opportunity to kill Jianyu to avenge his family, but he unintentionally rescued Zhang Hongji, a tiger guard who was injured in the fierce battle with Jianyu, Zhang Hongjian gradually stabbed the enemy of the whole family for Qianxi, and the two returned to Xinxiang with the south.

This play is a story written by Yu Guozhen, written and adapted by Wang Yue and Ma Wanrong, and then discharged by Gu Mei. Originally, Gu Mei was used to singing the drama of talented and beautiful women, and she didn't attach much importance to this play, but after getting Yu Guozhen's promise to build a big drama club with glass doors and windows for her if she reacted well, she also concentrated on it. Wang Yue and Ma Wanrong are both masters of Nanqu, and Gu Mei is also one of the leaders, it can be said that the three masters have joined forces, this play is naturally excellent, when I just sang the first act of "Leaving the Chaos" a few days ago, there was a cry at the bottom: those audiences have not been harmed by the construction of the captivity, but also trampled by the rogue, and there is a deep resonance at a glance.

"Little official, this "The Story of the Ghost Girl" is very good-looking, on the night of the premiere, it is said that there was water in the Yokoba Society, and it was all the tears of the theater watchers, I don't know if it's true or not?"

Seeing that everyone's topic diverged from farming to the play, Yu Guozhen laughed: "See for yourself, you guys are busy first, I'm leaving!" ”

After he got up, the farmers went back to the fields, and Zhang Chi still followed him. Yu Guozhen looked at the vibrant countryside, and finally began to continue to answer Zhang Chi's question: "Don't hurry, I can't wait, I have to be ready before those people reach out." But the people in my hands now, fighting is not a problem, but intrigue ......"

"The old man understands, Nanhai Bo just rest assured." Zhang Chi finally understood what Yu Guozhen meant.

This Yu Gongzi, although he has thousands of tigers and tens of millions of family wealth, he still has a greater sense of crisis. And indeed, as he said, the greater his family and business, the more people coveted his wealth. Although he is the newly baked Nanhai Bo, there are still some people in the Ming Dynasty who will not take this title in their eyes!

Yu Guozhen led him to the outside of the new wharf, pointed to a place on the beach, and discussed with him how to settle if a large number of people were recruited from the Central Plains. Zhang Chi, like Yu Guowei, is an excellent executor, Yu Guozhen asked him a series of questions, and his answers were all decent, and Yu Guozhen was quite satisfied with this.

On the way back, looking at the rail car passing by, Yu Guozhen said: "Mr. Zhang, if we pave the rail car to Qin'zhou......

He meant to accumulate more experience for the rail car, especially the experience of building bridges, but at this time, a hoarse singing voice suddenly came from in front of him: "Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy." In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, there is no word who will rely on the column. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. I don't regret the gradual widening of the belt, and I will make people haggard for Yixiao......"

With this singing, I saw a short Taoist walking in the distance, the Taoist hand whisked dust, carrying a wine bottle, short stature, full of pockmarks, originally his appearance was not good, but he looked like a master outside the world. Seeing him like this, Yu Guozhen couldn't help but smile slightly.

Zhang Chi was beside him, but his eyes were condensed: "Childe, this Taoist, I'm afraid there is something unusual." ”

"Oh, why do you say that?"

He just sang Liu Yong's Feng Qiwu, which has the intention of seeking the master. In the past, when Xu Shu saw Lord Liu, he pretended to be a Taoist, and became a Taoist song, 'Fengxi, Fengxi'......"

Yu Guozhen smiled dumbly, at this time the Taoist approached, seeing how he looked, he really didn't dare to compliment, Yu Guozhen said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's not Xu Yuanzhi who came, but Pang Shiyuan." ”

"Haha!" Zhang Chi couldn't help but laugh at Yu Guozhen's ridicule.

"Let him pass, we'll ignore him." Yu Guozhen said again.

Although he didn't understand what kind of medicine Yu Guozhen was selling in his gourd, since he told him so, Zhang Chi did so. Yu Guozhen urged the horse to walk towards the dwarf road people, and came down from a distance, as if he wanted to come forward to salute. The dwarf man was proud, so he stopped, just waiting for Yu Guozhen to speak first.

As a result, Yu Guozhen led the horse and walked past him, as if he didn't exist at all.

"Haha......" Yu Guozhen's laughter rang out behind him.

Knowing that he had been tricked, he rolled his eyes and shouted: "Nanhai Bo is so frivolous, is it the way of a hero in the world?" ”

"Heroes of the world?" Yu Guozhen was about to get back on the horse, when he heard the words, he turned his head and looked at the dwarf man: "I have heroes in my hands, and those who claim to be heroes in the world, how many people can compare to the tiger guard in my hand?" ”

Without waiting for the dwarf to say anything, Qi Niu, who was following Yu Guozhen, glared at him fiercely, which made the dwarf man take aback and take a step back.

The dwarf knew that his appearance was not as shiny as he imagined, and he also understood why it was so.

He originally wanted Yu Guozhen to seek a status similar to Zhuge Liang here, so he pretended to make such a appearance, but how could Yu Guozhen be the Liu Xuande who only knew how to cry in the romance!

"Although there are warriors under Nanhai Bo's tent, this Mighty Bull Demon King is not inferior to Guan Zhang Zhao's general, but there is no Zhuge Kongming!" He still wants to make a last-ditch effort.

"I'm not inferior to Zhuge Kongming myself." He is proud, and Yu Guozhen is even more proud than him.

As soon as these words came out, the dwarf Taoist was speechless, he had been in Xinxiang for five days, with the help of Gui Quanzi, and he had seen it everywhere, so he had to admit that Yu Guozhen seemed to be not inferior to Zhuge Liang at least in terms of governance.

(To be continued)