Chapter 10 Attending the Conference (Part 3)

"Really?" Ding Dexing immediately turned his anger into joy and asked for confirmation loudly.

Liu Bowen stroked his short beard under his chin and said nothing with a smile.

"Then Ding is willing to act for the general manager..."Ding Dexing clenched his fists with both hands and reached the ground, "The previous general was speechless, and asked Liu to join the army not to blame." When you turn around and kill the dog thief, whether it is a beating or a punishment, as long as you join the army and bring it up, the last general will be willing..."

"General Ding laughed, the lower official has just arrived, and I ask General Ding to take care of it..."

The two originally had no contradictions, but as soon as the misunderstanding was revealed, the relationship seemed to be closer. Immediately, Ding Dexing took the order from Liu Bowen, and then went to prepare for departure. Early the next morning, together with Fu Youde, Chen De, Feng Guoyong's younger brother Feng Sheng, and others, they boarded Zhu Chongjiu's ship and marched along the canal towards Xuzhou.

The winds in early spring are somewhat steep, but along the banks of the canal, they are already full of life. The revived wheat sprouts will spread out like brocade, boundless. The scattered rape fields have become embroidery dotted with brocade, shining and dazzling in the morning sun.

The land of Lianghuai is precious, so the ridges will never be empty, and they are planted with tall mulberry trees. Occasionally, a mulberry picker carrying a basket through the shadows of the trees, attracting countless men working in the fields to straighten their waists and look at them, or laugh a few words, or slang in response, the sound rises and falls, and the aftertaste lingers.

The protracted war that had just ended in the lunar month of last year had put tremendous pressure on the three regions of Huaiyang. But at the same time, it also made the hearts of the people in the three places quickly coalesce. When the Tartars come, everyone will lose what they have now and become a fourth-class slave again, which is the common understanding of all village husbands and women and the common people in the market. Although the gentry still miss the privileges they are losing day by day, they are also soberly aware that the Zhu butcher only caused everyone to lose some property and face, but the Mongolian court is directly fatal. Comparing the two, who should be on the side, you don't have to think about it at all...

Therefore, the spring of the fourteenth year of Zhizheng is the most stable spring since the establishment of Huaiyang. The number of gentry who had secretly blocked the Grand Governor's Mansion had decreased markedly, and when they had settled down again, more and more people saw hope of survival. The craftsmen, apprentices, small traders and hawkers, as well as the workshop owners, shareholders and employees of the Huaiyang firm, who were the first to benefit from the New Deal, took a more active attitude and devoted themselves to their own work. More closely, he linked his future with the governor's mansion, sharing blessings and misfortunes.

When the strength of the big guy unconsciously moves in the common direction, the changes brought about can be described as changing with each passing day. A large number of new-style workshops, along the east bank of the Huai River, have sprung up almost every two or three days. Towering waterwheels have become the most visible symbol of these workshops. This time and space is far more abundant than the Huai River where Zhu Dapeng is located, and the water wheel is propelled, providing a steady stream of free labor for various workshops. The large and small ditches between the Huai River and the canal have become waterways flowing with real money, and the finished and semi-finished products in the workshop are pulled out in small boats and sent to the big cities along the canal for sale. Then the proceeds and various raw materials are sent to the Huai River in small boats and sent to various workshops, becoming a new round of wealth www.biquge.info.

The increase in new workshops naturally requires more labor. As batches of laborers entered the workshops and supported their families with their hands, the number of victims who were a headache for officials at all levels also decreased rapidly. As the floodwaters in Xuzhou, Suzhou and other places receded, and the ownerless land was redistributed, some people who were nostalgic for their hometown also began to return to their hometowns in droves. When they replanted the seeds on the earth with the full support of the government at all levels and the retired wounded soldiers, it is foreseeable that by the time the summer grain is put into storage, the problem of grain shortage, which has plagued all parts of Huaiyang for two years, will also be greatly alleviated.

Except for a few guys who have a common enmity with the Huai'an Army, almost everyone on both sides of the canal is busy in the spring breeze, and almost everyone is full of hope. And the people of this time and space are much simpler than the people of Zhu Dapeng's time and space, and they can't care about the little freshness of 'the whole world owes me money', and they can't do the disgusting thing of picking up a bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold their mother. The vast majority of them are well aware of who brought this rare peace in front of them. Who let himself see hope again after being in a desperate situation? Therefore, when Zhu Chongjiu's ship and the other four warships that served as escorts galloped across the canal, all the people who were working near the river bank automatically stopped what they were busy with and bowed down to the battleship. There were even some brave teenagers who ran along the riverbank and waved at the ship, cheering loudly, "The chief manager, the chief is mighty... The chief manager is blessed with many blessings and longevity, and he has won all battles..."

"The Grand Steward, the Grand Steward is mighty... The general manager has many blessings and longevity, and he has won all battles..."Someone took the lead, and naturally someone opened their throats in response. Soon, the blessings became a film. The common people don't know what flowery rhetoric is, but they know who their future should be bet on. The chief manager is blessed and long-lived, and he can control those squires so that they will not get carried away anymore. And the great governor has won a hundred battles, which means that the army and officials of the imperial court will never come back, and will never take away their good days again...

"The Grand Steward, the Grand Steward is mighty... The chief manager is blessed with many blessings and longevity, and he has won all battles..."

"The Grand Steward, the Grand Steward is mighty... The chief manager is blessed with many blessings and longevity, and he has won all battles..."

Wave after wave of cheers pierced through the carved glass windows on the ship and reached the ears of everyone inside. At this moment, even the most sceptical of the New Deal, such as Liu Bowen, who joined the army, heard this continuous cheer, and his face was full of excitement and pride.

As the old saying goes, those who win the hearts of the people win the world. How far can Manager Zhu go in the future, Liu Bowen still can't see clearly. But at least in Huaiyang, the image of General Manager Zhu and the new policies he implemented have gradually taken root in the hearts of the people. If he can maintain this momentum, then at least in his lifetime, the New Deal will not bring disaster to Huaxia.

As for what will happen to Manager Zhu in the future, Liu Bowen is no longer willing to speculate. One of the things he found out was that his previous conclusions weren't necessarily correct. Second, he is much older than Zhu Chongjiu. As long as there are no accidents, at least they will not walk behind Zhu Chongjiu. That meant that he would never see those calculated disaster scenarios in his life. You don't have to worry about your children and grandchildren...

With this kind of thought, Liu Bowen's mentality is completely understood. To open peace for all generations, that is just an ideal. Non-great sages and sages simply can't do it. Liu Bowen's goal now doesn't dare to be so high, he just wants to assist Zhu Chongjiu as much as possible, end the troubled times in front of him, and let the people of Li get a respite.

Perhaps after Zhu Chongjiu ruled the world, the new policies implemented would make many people, including Liu Bowen's own relatives and friends, feel uncomfortable. It is also contrary to the rule of five generations advocated by the ancient sages. But it's also a kind of order, after all, and it's better than constant chaos that never ends.

Therefore, this time he assisted Zhu Chongjiu to meet with Toto, and Liu Bowen was secretly ruthless in his heart, wanting to give Huai'an Army and his own lord to earn the greatest benefits. Zhu Chongjiu is the one he has seen the most promising to reorganize the country so far. Liu Bowen believes that with his full assistance, this hope will be greatly strengthened and the process of reorganizing the country will be accelerated. And now, every time I give the Huai'an army and fight for a benefit for my own lord, it will become ten, hundred, or even a thousand in the future. You and your descendants can also get a steady stream of rewards from it.

Who cares if it's fair to Tokhtar and others to do so? The two armies fought each other and did everything they could. The more the enemy loses, the more brilliant the victory on his side will be...

The spring breeze is proud, and the sail shadow is like wings into the sky. It only took one day and one night to work hard, and Huaiyang Sandi was left behind. The fleet entered the Yellow River from under the city of Huai'an, and then went upstream, heading towards the night. After walking for more than three and a half days, I approached the wharf north of Xuzhou.

Compared with Gaoyou and Huai'an, Xuzhou City belongs to another world entirely. It was only in the afternoon, and in the north of the city, close to the Yellow River, it was difficult to see people again. The farmers who had just returned home instinctively kept their wasteland away from the riverbank, and even the most expensive suburban areas in the west and east of the city were rarely cared for. It was not until four or five miles south of the city that traces of reclamation reappeared on the land. But the hastily replanted wheat fields were not even patched, and they were pasted in the wilderness like plasters, and they looked more and more desolate.

Since the city had just been restored to order, there was no special output at all, and passing ships rarely stopped at the docks of the Yellow River in the north of the city. Instead, go straight into the canal and continue at full speed north. Not long after the defeat of Tokhtar, the local officials of Mengyuan did not have the courage to set up a card near Xuzhou, so they could run a few more times. Otherwise, when the court and local officials breathe a sigh of relief, there will be nothing to take advantage of. The imperial court is not like Huaiyang, where taxes are only collected once. If there is no big backer to cover the top of the head, I am afraid that after three or four centika cartoon guò, the cargo on the ship will be unprofitable.

The only thing that still looks like some earthly fireworks is near the city walls. Due to the fact that the old city walls were once soaked by floods, many places have crumbled. After the Huai'an army took over, it had to be rested and strengthened with cement and masonry. Therefore, near the city wall in the afternoon, there was no shortage of people who sold their bodies in exchange for food for their families. But most of the people are so poor that they can't even wear clothes. Only wrapped a piece of arrowroot cloth around his waist, which had long been indistinguishable, and staggered to pick up the burden. The early spring breeze blew from the river, blowing on their rib bones that were clearly visible, making their steps even more difficult. It seems that he may collapse at any time and cannot fall asleep for a long time.

But even if the retired wounded soldiers of the Huai'an Army, who were in charge of organizing the construction, loudly dissuaded some of them from leaving with extreme physical weakness, no one was willing to let go of their burdens. On the contrary, they work harder, lest they be eliminated as "waste". That means that they and their wives and children behind them have to rely on the government's porridge shed today to barely eat a mouthful of hot rice soup. For a man, it is better to let them die of exhaustion on the construction site...

Ding Dexing smashed his fist on the side of the boat, trembling slightly. Looking at Fu Youde again, the original ruddy face has already turned gray-white. The palm of his hand tightly grasped the saber at his waist, and the green tendons on the back of his hand were tensed up one by one, jumping suddenly.

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