In March of the ninth year of Chongzhen, the frozen Liaodong ushered in spring, and on the Niuzhuang Port of the Sancha River, the northbound ships of the Fiber Pulling Fiber docked and docked, unloading groups of refugees from Denglai, and this important port of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty regained its vitality.

Liu Minyou stepped off the springboard and took a deep breath, and Wu Youdao next to him said with a smile: "I heard that the adults are also from Liao, this time I went back to Liaodong, do you want to go back to my hometown to see?" ”

"Of course, of course, it's just that I've been away from home for too long, and I don't know what has become of it, so I'll stop talking about it later." Liu Minyou said casually.

found the first general manager of the fourth battalion stationed there, and the general manager helped to gather the carriage and horses, and Liu Min and his party left Niuzhuang for Shenyang.

There are a large number of immigrants who help the old and the young walking on the official road, the immigrants are full of joy, they will be distributed to the fields here, the initial stage of grain, seeds, cattle, etc. are provided by Dengzhou Town, each mu in the first three years of only one bucket of grain tax, three years after two buckets.

The displaced people were full of hope and marched along the official road in the direction of Liaozhong, and were constantly led by the people of the Tun Affairs Division to leave the main road and disperse towards the black soil of Liaodong to go to the resettled villages.

Liu Min was in a happy mood for the journey, and arrived in Shenyang five days later, Chen Xin picked them up at the south gate of Shenyang, and the two climbed the city tower, and the vast Liaozhong Plain extended endlessly in front of them.

Chen Xin said in high spirits: "Such a good land, there is no need to be cut off by a fence. ”

Liu Minyou breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "How many heroes have fought bravely in the year of the Apocalypse, and finally relied on you to recover Liaodong. ”

"Not on me." Chen Xin raised his hand, "I just gave the heroes a stage to display their talents, and they did the rest." ”

Liu Minyou turned his head to look at him and smiled: "It seems that you haven't inflated yourself yet, so I plan to continue to work for you." ”

Chen Xin laughed, "Then our brothers will work harder and give the people of the world a better stage." ”……

In May of the ninth year of Chongzhen, Chang'an Fort in eastern Liaodong, where the Taizi River and the Hunhe River meet, on a stage by the river, Guan Xiaomei is performing a new drama called "Recovery".

A group of homeless people who had just arrived in Liaodong watched with relish in the audience, and suddenly a shout came from the river, "Guan Xiaomei, I can find you." ”

The spectators turned their heads in unison to see a fat man dancing on the bow of the ferry, and he jumped into the river with a pop before the boat could land.

"Guan Xiaomei, I got the medal! I also retired from the army, I divided the land in Liaodong, and there are still members of the trading company to take it, I will support you...... Help me! ”

When the boatman pulled him up, Tang Wei vomited on the shore, and when he looked up, he saw Guan Xiaomei in a costume with an excited face.

"Tang Fatty, how did you find this place? Did you receive the letter I sent? ”

"I didn't receive it, I retired from the army in Tielingwei, and I went to Shenyang to inquire about your place, and I found it all the way." Tang Wei smiled stupidly, and held up a gold medal engraved with a flying tiger in front of Guan Xiaomei, "I'm not a drama tartar anymore, I'm a real combat hero, I can marry you." ”

Guan Xiaomei held Tang Wei's wet fat face with tears, "You are the hero of the world and my drama tartar." (To be continued.) )