Chapter 187: Letters

The middle-aged scribe sat casually on a roofless ox cart.

Although his face was drunk, his eyes were clear.

After entering Lulong City, he did not rush to the mansion instructed by the city gate officials, but said hello to the guards around him.

With a tall warrior accompanying him, he walked slowly along the main road.

This section of the road is extremely smooth and wide, with a hardened bottom layer under the road, and a layer of cement on the upper floor, which is enough for three cars to run in parallel.

Drainage ditches have been built on both sides of the road, and there is a tree-lined tree planted across the road.

The scribe often lived in Yecheng and once traveled to Luoyang and Chang'an.

He had seen a city wall that was more magnificent than this Lulong City, and he had seen the main bluestone road that was enough to parallel eight cars.

But in this small Lulong border city, because the road is not very wide, it seems that the flow of people is particularly dense.

The middle-aged scribe, however, saw a vigor that he rarely saw elsewhere.

The city's inhabitants were carrying trucks carrying goods as they passed by.

On the contrary, they are not slow and slow, and they are a little too leisurely.

The scribe turned sideways, avoiding a fully loaded vehicle.

He looked thoughtfully at the concrete road under his feet, and then looked up at the passing vehicles.

This kind of hand-held cart is very interesting, a wooden wheelbarrow with a handlebar shaped like a sheep's horn and a tripper between the handlebars.

It can carry people and goods.

Loaded with goods, it looks as if it will tip at any moment, but the wheels roll, and it is extremely flexible through the pedestrians.

Another shirtless man, with a sweat towel on his shoulder, pushed a load of goods past.

The middle-aged scribe estimated in his mind the weight of the goods carried in the man's car.

It was found that the capacity of this kind of claw cart was several times higher than usual.

The scribe paused, and the tall warrior beside him also stopped.

"Mr. Li?" The accompanying warriors were puzzled.

The scribe, who was called Mr. Li, smiled and crushed the hard cement road with his toes.

"You don't have to go on."

The person who was called Mr. Li was Li Li, who was ruled by the former Han Fu.

After Han Fu ceded Jizhou to Yuan Shao, Li Li resigned and returned to his hometown, and he wasted several years.

I received a letter from my former boss Liu Hui the month before last and came all the way here.

Li Li straightened his clothes a little and said to the accompanying martial artist: "Let's go, go to the county temple and meet Mr. Liu." ”

"Captain Zhao!"

Zhao Yun, who was standing in the camp of the Commander of the Barrier, met with another steward who sent the young and strong people to the house.

This steward was born with a smile on his face, and greeted Zhao Yun respectfully.

Zhao Yun was not arrogant because he was just in charge.

Put down the small carving knife in his hand, and put the small object that was being carved in his hand on the desk.

The first batch of young and strong laborers from the wealthy family in Lulong County, under the persuasion of Ye Yao, had already come to Lulongsai.

But the rest was sent by them.

There is no shortage of smart people in this world, and there is no shortage of smart people who make profits.

With the gradual advancement of the Lulongse project, a number of intermediary contractor-like businesses were gradually born.

They led their own or other people's families to come to Lulongsai in groups to participate in the construction.

On the one hand, it can increase its contribution to the Lulong Chamber of Commerce, and on the other hand, it can also squeeze idle farmers and get the remuneration given by the Lulong Sai officials.

As a result, the young Zhuang who was originally hidden in the manors of various families joined Lu Longsai's project, and the progress of the project was greatly improved.

Based on the original Qin Great Wall, it is full of Rongtai outposts.

The road between the original Lulong County and Lulongsai is also being renovated, and until the end of July, the road condition connecting the two places will be upgraded by two grades.

However, there were some troubles along the way.

Once these contractors have gained benefits, they want to embezzle more.

Cement belongs to the absolute forbidden materials demarcated by Gongsun Yan, and after many inquiries and requests to no avail, these people began to think about it.

Bribery, theft, false claims and other means have emerged one after another, and there have even been cases where workers have cement in their mouths and want to take it out of the construction site to sell.

The emergence of these circumstances has made the work of the picket office under Zhang's jurisdiction increasingly busy.

Fortunately, the county government school urgently trained a group of useful officials.

Half-grown children, including Lin Jiaerlang, were also sent to Zhang's men.

Picketing and killing a group of people can be regarded as a deterrent.

In addition, these contract foremen did not forget to deduct the food of their laborers while obtaining double benefits.

From sunrise to sunset, the laborers of the village have no rest for their high-intensity labor, and they have to deduct a few steamed buns every day.

There is finally a laborer, after comparing the difference between himself and the residents of Lulong County.

Summoning up the courage and with the help of the workers, he sneaked away at night and came to the front of the military village of Duwei to complain.

Zhao Yun has been waiting for such an opportunity for a long time, and he took advantage of the situation to take advantage of the situation and bring all the young and strong families of the big families in Lulongsai into the county labor camp for unified management.

Although there are words that will be returned after the completion of the project to comfort people's hearts, everyone knows that the Lulong County project is by no means a short-term end.

The big families in the county suffered a dumb loss and lost some of their young people, but they could not morally blame anyone except severely punish these stewards who were too harsh and violated the rules.

Even, after the contribution increased and got more commodity tickets, he had to grit his teeth and continue to send the young craftsmen in the village.

Until this time, all the families in the county still tacitly agreed that Gongsun Yan and Zhao Yun would follow the unspoken rules of the family.

Zhao Yun said a few words to the steward kindly and sent him out of the door.

In the distance, I saw a familiar face striding towards me.

"Brother!"

The person who came was the one who had been running at both ends recently, and he was unusually busy.

Zhang Zhiyuan bowed to Zhao Yun.

There were no outsiders here, and they did not come on official business, so the two did not match their positions.

"An Yuan." When Zhao Yun saw him, there was also a smile on his face, and he was happy to walk out of the shadows.

After the two greeted each other, Zhao Yunzheng wanted to invite Zhang Zhu into the account for a while.

But there was a wry smile on his face.

What kind of temperament is the lady at their heads, and where will he leave free time to catch up.

"No need, brother." Zhang stopped outside the tent, "This time, Mrs. Yan sent me to thoroughly investigate the prisoners in the labor camp to see if there are any wrongs and those who can be used." ”

Inspired by Liu Hui, Gongsun Yan, who was really short of people at hand, hit the idea on the prisoners in Lulong County.

Try to find one or two more characters like Liu Hui.

Even if you don't, you want to see if you can filter out some available people.

"Again, just to bring a letter to my brother."

Zhang took out a bulging letter from his bosom.

Gongsun Yan and Zhao Yun were separated from each other when they were just in love, and naturally letters of love were indispensable.

Although the carrier pigeon passed the book quickly, it could not write too many words.

So Zhang Zhu and others, who went back and forth between the two places, came in handy and served as messengers.