Outside the private port of Wanzikou Village, three lucky ships have returned from Ningyuan and are quietly moored in the undulating waves with the "Golden Phoenix".

Near the mouth of the gourd, thousands of people gathered again, and they were boarding the ship in an orderly manner under the command of the Gengzi whistle.

Compared with the first batch of displaced people, this time the scale is larger and the composition is more complex - although it is still mainly Liaodong refugees, there are also some Shandong locals.

This is all Chu Hong's credit, after all, he is the patriarch of the Chu clan, and his words carry much more weight than Chu Fan.

This was one of the conditions that Chu Fan promised to save Chu Mao - Chu Hong helped Zhang Luo and some locals to go to Niu Island, such as the old boys of the Chu clan who had never been admitted to Xiucai in their lives.

This is because there are almost no scholars among the exiles in Liaodong, and the scholars of this era belong to a rare species, even if they are in exile, it is easy to rely on relatives and friends, and they can make a living if they can't teach, so Chu Fan can only rely on Chu Hong if he wants to find a teacher for the primary school in Niudao.

These old boys are also teaching private school, if it weren't for Chu Hong doing work, Chu Fan probably wouldn't be able to move no matter how much money he spends - the scholars are all high, and they would rather guard a private school in Dengzhou for less than two taels of silver a month, rather than go to Niudao to receive a "teacher's salary" of ten taels a month.

Of course, there are more Liaodong refugees.

This time to recruit people, Chu Fan paid more attention to whether he had children.

First, children are the future of Ushijima. In the future, the various workshops and factories will require a large number of educated talents and labor, and teaching the craftsmen to read and write is only a stopgap measure, but the real foundation must be grasped from the children, who have received systematic education, and the core backbone of the future research institutions and factories.

Second, people who have children to worry about will be determined, and they will not easily give up the preferential treatment of Ushijima for the sake of their children.

So this time, Chu Fan almost swept away the people with children on both sides of the Shahe River - among the more than 1,000 people, children accounted for nearly one-third. The whole gourd mouth became lively in the children's play.

Of course, there are alternatives among them.

The cripple Feng is the most obvious one: his leg was trampled off by the Tartar horse, his eye was also blinded, he had no labor so he couldn't find a way to make a living, and he could only rely on his mouth to pay back, and he sang lotus flowers everywhere with a bamboo pole to ask for food! Even he couldn't figure it out. Why did Shen Teng go to Shahe specifically to recruit him - of course, there were a few people who were miserably plagued by the Tartars like him.

Doubts are doubts, such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity Cripple Feng will never let go - a monthly salary of one or four dollars of silver per month, Cripple Feng was so excited that he almost fainted, and pulled Shen Teng to ask if it was true, until the latter lost his temper and said that he didn't want him to ask again.

didn't even return home, the cripple Feng and a few other people who were similar to him followed Shen Teng to the gourd mouth on the side of the private harbor.

After arriving here, the cripple Feng knew that the boss he was going to follow was not Shen Teng, but this roe deer rat named Zhang Xiaoyi.

That's right. It was Zhang Xiaoyi, who wanted to fly solo before, and he squatted in the prison in Penglai County for two months.

Finally, he had a bright brain, and knew that the only one in this world who could save him was Chu Gongzi who left rashly, so when his mother-in-law brought the words to him, he did it meticulously, and finally saved a small life.

When Chu Fan fished out Chu Meng, he also fished him out.

After such an experience in prison, Zhang Xiaoyi was determined to follow Chu Fan - Chu Hong went to all kinds of talents near Zikou Village in Zhangluowan. Zhang Xiaoyi didn't help a lot.

Now Chu Fan has given him another important task, that is, these Liaodong refugees in front of him are not ghosts or ghosts.

Chu Fan's order Zhang Xiaoyi really couldn't understand: make up the tragic experience of each of them in Liaodong into a lotus fall!

What is this for?

Zhang Xiaoyi was puzzled. But it didn't delay him from carrying out the order at all - if the son's intentions could be guessed by him Zhang Xiaoyi, would he still be in prison?

So at this moment, Zhang Xiaoyi beckoned to the cripple Feng and sat on the ground, took out a pen and paper, and said with a smile on his face.

"Come, come, come! Everyone is introduced first, what is it called? How old is it? What did you do in Liaodong in the past? ……”

Just when Zhang Xiaoyi was laughing at Mimi's cliché, a long queue of motorcades drove into the group of displaced people, and the displaced people consciously dodged a way.

The leader of the team is Lu Du. He was escorting fairy grass cigarettes to be loaded on the ship.

In front of Shen Teng, the captain of the Gengzi whistle, and Yang Dijiao, the head of the fleet, Lu Du couldn't help but complain, "One hundred thousand! Our warehouses have been emptied! …… That's all close, there are more than a thousand of them that I drove out with my people last night! ”

Yang Dijiao didn't care whether he complained or not, and tore open the package of a cigarette with a smile. When he looked closely, it was exactly the same as what he had seen on Hakushima - he didn't notice the difference in color between the two little characters at all, and indeed, few people could notice unless they were very careful.

When the cigarettes were loaded on the ship, in Dengzhou City, Chu Fan had just come out of the Yamen of the Bingbei Road, and he was bidding farewell to the Bingbei Road that sent him out.

Seeing more than a dozen elite "family members" hugging Chu Fan towards the north gate, Bing Beidao couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He received a letter from the Yamen, the governor of Jiliao, asking him who he sent to Ningyuan to deliver grain last time? Which battalion is the head of the food delivery team? - Yuan Chonghuan finally failed to beat Sun Yuanhua, so he had to post a perfunctory question.

He was perfunctory, but he didn't dare to be perfunctory, and immediately sent someone to invite Chu Fan - this time Chu Fan didn't take it anymore, and after he came, he apologized for the rude that day.

Bingbei Dao didn't care, he just showed Yuan Chonghuan's text to Chu Fan, and the latter frowned.

Chu Fan didn't want to wade into the muddy waters of Ningyuan even if he was killed, and he didn't want Yuan Chonghuan to know that he had an elite army in his hands, and he was really not a soldier of the Dao, and the other party couldn't control him, so Chu Fan couldn't do anything about it.

However, it should be perfunctory, so Chu Fan gave Bingbei an idea: Drag!

When Ning Yuan arrived in Dengzhou, it would take seven or eight days to go back and forth, and with the delay of the clerks, it would sometimes take more than half a month for an official document to go around; After a few letters, it should be the second year of Chongzhen - Yuan Chonghuan's death date has arrived, and then the soldiers will no longer have to worry about this matter.

As for why Chu Fan didn't say it - when it comes to prevarication, he hasn't even entered the door yet, how can he be qualified to teach such an old bureaucrat to prepare for the road?

Looking at Chu Fan's back, Bing Beidao couldn't help but think of what he just said in confusion: "Drag on for half a year, you will see!" "—What can you see? Could it be that you expect Inspector Yuan to forget about this?

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out the essentials, so he shook his head and returned to the yamen, trying to find a way to pass the buck.

He didn't go far towards the south gate when Chu Fan met Lingxuzi.

The sloppy old Taoist bought a lot of various medicinal materials in a small bag, and stood in Jishitang chatting with a mountain man he met by chance, Chu Fan hurriedly asked the guards to go up to help Lao Dao get the medicine.

"Poor Dao will be on Niudao Island in the future, if you want to find me, come by boat." Lingxuzi smiled and greeted the mountain people, and then followed Chu Fan out of the south gate and went straight to Wanzikou Village.

Halfway through, the pillar came up sweating profusely, leaned into Chu Fan's ear and said, "Son, Uncle Hai, they have come back from southern Liaoning." ”

Chu Fan asked happily, "Are you back?" There are no fewer people, right? ”

"Not only is it not less, but there are a few more!" (To be continued.) )