"Wow~haha......"

"Drive! Drive! ”

In mid-February, as the news of the opening of the Beijing-West Railway spread, Zhu Youzhen and his family had already taken a horse-drawn carriage to Qinghai Lake, west of Xining City.

Qinghai Lake, as the second largest lake in the Ming Dynasty and a mirror in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, has to say that Zhu Youzhen is very curious about him in his past and present lives.

However, what disappointed him was that because it was too early now, the climate around Qinghai Lake was still in late winter and early spring, and there was no green grassland in Zhu Youzhen's heart by the lake, only mud after the winter snow melted.

Although the scenery is not very good due to the weather, for Zhu Cihong and others who saw such a big "lake" for the first time, this is undoubtedly a paradise for them to have fun.

At this moment, they were riding a few foals less than Zhu Youzhen's waist height to play by the lake, Zhou Sujie took the female officer to take care of them, and Zhu Youzhen did his own business.

They are now in Qinghai County, north of Qinghai Lake, which is the only county town that takes care of the lives of Qinghai's 890,000 herdsmen, and is home to a large number of Tibetan, Mongolian, Han and other ethnic groups.

Qinghai is not as barren as the mainlanders, and nearly 60 percent of its territory is grassland, and although these grasslands are very fragile, they can still support tens of millions of cattle and sheep if used properly.

Hundreds of millions of acres of grassland have been divided into five major plots by Zhu Youzhen, and herders need to move once a year to maintain the fragile grassland environment.

Even with this trouble, many herders have no opinion, because they have already benefited greatly.

Each household has tens of thousands of acres of pasture, and although the pasture is fragile, it can also raise hundreds of cattle and thousands of sheep.

For the Heshute Mongols with a household of at most seven or eight people, such a day is something they could never have imagined in their lives.

Once they were the private property of the various Taiji, but now they have become their own masters, with their own cattle and sheep.

This was true of the Mongols of Heshute, not to mention the Tibetans who were once slaves.

When they heard that the King of Qi had come to Qinghai, many people rode horses to Qinghai County, and for a time Qinghai County, which could only accommodate 10,000 people, was in a hurry, and Zhu Youzhen had no choice but to walk out of the county seat and came to Qinghai Lake.

On the mountains around the lake, there were as many as 30,000 or 40,000 people who came to pay homage to Zhu Youzhen.

Zhu Youzhen ordered the people to set up a large tent in the open air by the lake, and selected more than 300 people from the 30,000 or 40,000 people to sit down and get a close understanding of their lives.

Lu Yuan's high choice of place is good, it is backed by the farmland of Qinghai Lake, and the grassland and the people of Wuyang who have not yet grown spring grass in the north.

When more than 300 representatives of various ethnic groups arrived here under the leadership of the county magistrate of Qinghai County, they also met the king of Qi in their hearts as scheduled.

"Chitose ...... King of Qi"

"Bodhisattva bless ......"

When they saw Zhu Youzhen sitting in the tent, they invariably made a move, that is, kneeling down and throwing their bodies to the ground.

They spoke the languages of various ethnic groups, but their expressions were very sincere, and they were all grateful to Zhu Youzhen in their own way.

"Get up, don't kneel, let's sit down and have a good talk today."

Zhu Youzhen looked up with a smile, and the officials of the Siyi Pavilion also translated his words to the representatives of various ethnic groups.

Six hundred Jinyi guards and one thousand Gong Guard battalion soldiers from Xining City surrounded this place, looking at the representatives of the three hundred nationalities vigilantly.

It's just that their gaze is not enough to attract the attention of these three hundred people, they all looked at Zhu Youzhen who was sitting in the tent, and some people wiped their eyes in unimaginability.

People's aesthetics are actually the same, and when Zhu Youzhen was seen by them clearly, many people couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

The sun was sprinkled all around, Zhu Youzhen sat under the red Luo cover umbrella, wearing a crimson round-necked robe, the whole person was magnificent, with a high nose and long eyes, and clear lips and teeth.

Coupled with the height of nearly a foot above everyone, for them, there was no difference between King Qi and the Heavenly God.

"I want to know the current situation in Qinghai County, can Gao County Commander answer me this question?"

Zhu Youzhen's words were translated by the officials of the Siyi Pavilion, and everyone could understand them.

"Back to Your Highness......"

Hearing this, the county magistrate surnamed Gao of Qinghai County hurriedly said: "Back to Your Highness, Qinghai County, Duogan Prefecture has thirteen towns under its jurisdiction, with a total of 106,437 people. ”

"Of these, 79,235 were herdsmen, 27,100 were peasants, and 102 were officials."

"Qinghai County has more than 426,300 acres of cultivated land, all of which are irrigated."

Gao County's order replied respectfully, and Zhu Youzhen also asked the people when he heard this:

"You heard what he said, I want to know how your life is now, is there anything you need the court and me to do for you."

Zhu Youzhen tried not to use self-proclaimed claims such as "lonely" and "we" that are prone to a sense of alienation, and he sincerely inquired about the 300 deputies, and the deputies were ordinary people after all, and most of them were border people, herdsmen, and slaves.

They looked at each other, and they couldn't think of what they were missing.

Qinghai is bitterly cold, but that is for the Ming people and nobles living in Guannei.

If the people in the gate are thrown here, they may dislike the lack of fruits and vegetables, the lack of cheap fish to eat, and the lack of feed.

But for this group of people who used to be slaves, herdsmen, and border people, they did not feel that Qinghai was bitterly cold, but felt that this place represented their new life.

"We are now able to eat refined grain every day, we can eat meat from time to time, our children have books to read, and we pay less taxes, which is already very satisfying, Your Highness the Bodhisattva."

After a long period of silence, a bold Tibetan finally spoke up and said what his group thought, and won the nod of approval from everyone.

His words, and the satisfied smiles of the people around him, made Zhu Youzhen stop talking, not knowing what to say.

"Your Highness the Bodhisattva, we have everything, we are not here to complain, we are here to see you."

"We want to meet you."

"That's right! We're here to see you! ”

The words of the Tibetans and Mongolian herdsmen were selected by the translation officials of the Siyi Pavilion to translate a few important ones, which did not seem to be much, but the voices of their mouths were already ringing below.

For these words, Zhu Youzhen was very happy and moved.

"I came here to solve the problems of your life, and now that you all say there is no problem, then I have nothing to do here."

Zhu Youzhen smiled and spoke, and the people opposite also laughed with him.

"How's the income now? How many catties of rice can each person in the family eat every day? Can you eat the food? What dishes are there? Will it be too expensive? Did the officials in Qinghai bully you? ”

Zhu Youzhen asked word by word, and the herdsmen and border people below also replied in a gossipy:

"We farm land, and each household has less than 40 or 50 acres, and more than 100 acres."

"That's right! Each household can have three or four ploughing cattle, and my family of six grows grain for a year, pays taxes, and leaves the grain to eat, and sells it to the imperial store for thirty-two or three taels of silver. ”

"We are herdsmen, and each family of seven or eight people now has tens of thousands of acres of pasture, twenty or thirty head of cattle, six or seven hundred sheep, and we can sell three or four cows and about two hundred sheep every year, and we can have forty or fifty taels of silver after paying taxes to buy grain."

"The family can basically eat seventeen or eighteen catties of rice, two or three catties of meat every day, and usually eat some wild vegetables, but Gao County Ling said that the train is open, and you will soon be able to eat cabbage from the south."

"The price is not very expensive, but there are very few things, and many times you can't buy oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and cloth."

"The village officials were very good to us and didn't bully us."

"I ......"

The people talked about the situation around them, and Zhu Youzhen listened carefully.

He believes in prices and income, and he understands and wants to solve material difficulties.

As for the village officials' words that they were good, Zhu Youzhen didn't believe them very much, after all, he knew the character of the village officials, and there must be corruption and stealing.

The reason why the people think they are not bad is not because of how good the village officials are, but because the heads of the tribes, slave owners, and border officials who managed them before are too ruthless, and it seems that the village officials are very good.

After thinking for a while, Zhu Youzhen, who knew it, also opened his mouth to propose a solution to their problem.

"The lack of supplies is because the railway was not built to Xining before, and Xining did not build cement to reach Qinghai County."

"Now that the railway has been repaired, as long as the county road and the government road are repaired in the future, the sauce, vinegar, salt wine, cloth, brown sugar, and white sugar will be continuously transported in."

"You give me another three years, and after three years, I will definitely let people build a county road to Qinghai County."

Zhu Youzhen smiled and said the method and the problem, and the people also smiled happily when they heard this.

After that, Zhu Youzhen also continued to talk to them about the difficulties and problems in life, but for the Qinghai border people who were full of happiness, what Zhu Youzhen asked, they all said very well, so that Zhu Youzhen kept smiling bitterly.

It was not until dusk that Zhu Youzhen got up and announced the end of the trip.

He took more than 300 delegates and nearly 2,000 guards, horses, and brocade guards to the 30,000 or 40,000 people who did not leave for a day.

"His Royal Highness the Bodhisattva has come down!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone got up and walked towards Zhu Youzhen.

Tens of thousands of people walked towards them, which made the soldiers and horses in charge of the arch guard very nervous, but Zhu Youzhen did not show fear, but signaled them to relax, and at the same time walked up.

The people didn't know who the king of Qi was, but when they saw Zhu Youzhen, who was nearly six feet tall, they knew who the king of Qi was.

Perhaps only the King of Qi would have such a figure, posture and appearance.

"Your Highness the Bodhisattva!"

The people of Wuyang knelt down in one go, and the people behind didn't know why, but when they heard that the king of Qi was coming, they also knelt down one after another, and threw themselves to the ground.

They folded their hands and prayed for the person they had never met, and Zhu Youzhen also stepped forward to help one person, and the other three hundred delegates also followed suit, and at the same time shouted that His Royal Highness the Bodhisattva does not like people to kneel.

Compared with this crowd, Zhu Youzhen's figure looks very thin.

After many people got up, they stepped forward excitedly, and Zhu Youzhen also held their hands as much as possible.

"I'm leaving, you have to live a good life, if you have any difficulties, go to the government, if the county government can't handle it, go to the government office, and if the government can't handle it, go to the political department."

Zhu Youzhen was surrounded by ordinary people, and although the brocade guards protected him, he still looked very crowded.

"Your Highness! Can you stand taller, we can't see you! ”

There was a Chinese dialect in the crowd, but Zhu Youzhen couldn't meet this condition, because he didn't have anything to put his feet on.

"Let's all go back, the city gates are about to be closed!"

Zhu Youzhen passed through the sea of people, surrounded by a large number of people, some herdsmen who did not understand Chinese offered to kill the roasted mutton, Zhu Youzhen often did not have time to eat, so he was squeezed forward by the crowd.

In addition to the mutton, some herdsmen who found sand gold during grazing offered sand gold, but Zhu Youzhen asked them to collect it themselves and use it to improve their lives.

Zhu Youzhen was about to walk out of the sea of people, but many people still hadn't seen him.

"Winter ...... Winter...... Winter ......"

The twilight drums had sounded, but even so, the people had not left.

Helpless, Zhu Youzhen could only get into the carriage under the escort of Jinyiwei, and then drove in the direction of Xining.

Tonight, they were destined to spend the night in the carriage.

As Zhu Youzhen thought, when he left, the people gathered seemed to have lost their backbone and began to disperse, only some herdsmen on horseback chased after him and shouted in unskilled official dialect:

"Your Highness the Bodhisattva, when will you come next?!"

"It will come, I'll come back to see you in three years! Stop chasing and go back to rest. ”

Zhu Youzhen opened the car window and waved his hand, signaling them to hurry home.

The officials of the Siyi Pavilion were afraid that the herdsmen would not understand, so they also translated Zhu Youzhen's words to the herdsmen.

Sure enough, when the herdsmen heard Zhu Youzhen's words, they chased for a distance and stopped chasing, and Zhu Youzhen and they gradually drove away.

By the time it was completely dark, Zhu Youzhen and the others were only two hundred miles away from Xining City.

Zhu didn't want to be too tired, and the inspectors set up camp.

When the bonfire was lit in the river valley, Zhu Youzhen also got out of the carriage and walked into the big tent that had been built.

As soon as he entered the tent, he saw Zhou Sujie preparing a meal, but he didn't see four small ones.

"Brother Hong, what about them?"

Zhu Youzhen took off his coat to protect him from the cold during Zhou Sujie's service.

"I played so hard during the day that I fell asleep soon after I got into the carriage."

"Now I'll take them to the tent and rest."

While Zhou Sujie said this, Zhu Youzhen also sat on the chair, and in front of him was a fragrant roasted whole sheep.

"This ......" Looking at this roasted whole sheep, Zhu Youzhen felt that it was a bit luxurious for two people to eat, after all, it was a year of catastrophe.

"It was the herdsmen who caught up and threw it on the baggage cart, and the concubines asked them to send the money, but they didn't accept it, and ran away on horseback."

Zhou Sujie opened her mouth with a slight sigh, and at the same time looked at Zhu Youzhen, looking at her husband who was still unpredictable although she had been with her for eight years.

"I'm afraid you and I won't be able to finish eating, so send it to the brocade guards outside the tent."

Zhu Youzhen didn't care about Zhou Sujie's gaze, but cut off a leg of mutton with a knife, signaling that the two of them could eat this and send the other meat out.

Zhou Sujie didn't say anything, but asked people to do it.

Seeing this, the maids had no choice but to take the roast sheep out and provide it to the brocade guards to eat.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhu Youzhen would not be able to eat enough, after going out, the maids returned with two bowls of pasta, and Zhu Youzhen did not refuse.

From noon to now, he didn't eat anything, in fact, he was already hungry, and he had to eat some staple food to fill his stomach.

He gulped down his food, regardless of his appearance, but his appearance was not much worse.

Zhou Sujie chewed and ate slowly, and after a while, he hesitated a little and said, "Your Highness, my father's incident ......"

"......" Hearing Zhou Sujie speak, Zhu Youzhen stopped his speed and looked up at her.

There was hope in her eyes, and what she said was about Zhou Kui, who was in Dongshan Mansion as the prefect.

As Zhu Youzhen's two old fathers-in-law who are not fuel-efficient, Zhu Youzhen threw Zhou Kui and Tian Hongyu to the old port Dongshan Mansion as the prefect and Tongzhi.

Not to mention that in this era, even in modern times, the island of New Guinea is not a good place, so Zhou Kui and Tian Hongyu regretted it as soon as they arrived.

Originally, they thought that with the arrival of immigrants, their lives would gradually improve.

Who would have thought that Zhu Youzhen's immigration restriction on Dongshan Mansion is 20,000 people per year, and there are no restrictions on other places.

Therefore, even now, after 12 years of development, the Dongshan Province on the island of New Guinea has only 240,000 people.

The 240,000 people can't be exploited hard to stimulate the people's uprising, and no matter how much they steal and steal every year, it is only a few hundred taels of silver, which is not as high as the two of them.

Therefore, since the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, these two people began to write to the Qi Wangfu constantly, asking their daughters to help intercede and ask them to change places.

Tian Xiuying and Zhou Sujie mentioned this matter separately, but Zhu Youzhen was indifferent from beginning to end.

But for now......

"Transfer them to Qi Country, and let Jin Xuan arrange some easy errands for them to do."

Zhu Youzhen took a bite of noodles and gave Zhou Sujie a reply, which made Zhou Sujie smile as well.

However, when Zhu Youzhen finished eating and walked out of the big tent to eat, he also explained to Lu Yuangao, who was following him:

"Say hello to the officials, transfer Zhou Kui and Tian Hongyu to Qi State, and tell Jin Xuan to transfer these two people to Jinshan Mansion in Qi State, and send them 5,000 labor reformers to manage local mining matters."

"This ...... Jinshan Mansion? Hearing the name of Jinshan Mansion, Lu Yuangao was stunned.

In his impression, Jinshan Mansion seems to be a place where birds don't, and there is a fight with the north of Beishan in the National Dynasty.

"Hmm...... Jinshan House. Zhu Youzhen glanced at Lu Yuangao, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop laughing.

The so-called Jinshan Mansion is also the Alaska of the later generations, since these two guys want to make money so much, then it is better to throw them into the gold mine.

Thinking so, Zhu Youzhen also glanced up at the gloomy night.

It was also at this time that Lu Yuangao, who had just left, returned again, but he had two copies in his hand.

"Your Highness, this is the document of Nan Kunlun and the handwritten letter sent by the person of Long Live Order."

"Huh?" Hearing that his brother wrote a handwritten letter to himself, Zhu Youzhen took it curiously, and checked the content after opening it.

[My brother is ...... by the inspection]

"Hehe......" Looking at this handwritten book of more than 1,000 words, Zhu Youzhen walked to a bonfire and looked carefully.

The content of the handwritten book of more than 1,000 words is full of Zhu Youxiao's complaints, and all the expressions seem to be knocking on the side to ask when Zhu Youzhen will return to Beijing.

However, in this regard, apart from the smile on his face, Zhu Youzhen had no intention of replying to the letter.

He knew very well that if he replied to the letter once, Zhu Youxiao would definitely give up his cheeks and ask him to go back, and he would not care about the fact that he had approved the three-month vacation himself.

With a smile, Zhu Youzhen closed his brother's handwritten book, put it in his arms and put it away, and then he opened the paperwork of the Southern Kunlun Supervision Mission.

This document is the situation of the Southern Kunlun Supervision Envoy in the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, and the data in it has lagged behind one year and three months, but this does not prevent Zhu Youzhen from understanding the local situation.

At the end of the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, the number of fields in the Southern Kunlun Supervision Department reached more than 4.6 million mu, 1.6 million in East Kunlun Province, and 3 million in South Kunlun Province.

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The two prefectures have a total of more than 2.3 million labor reformers, and judging from this situation, in the 16th year of the Apocalypse, there were at least 6 million mu of cultivated land in the two places.

Judging from the fact that most of the 6 million acres of cultivated land are eaten by the labor campers, the grain from these cultivated land should be directly supplied to the local Han people.

"How many immigrants and soldiers are there in Levia?"

Zhu Youzhen closed the paperwork, handed it to Lu Yuangao without looking back, and asked questions by the way.

"There are not many immigrants, the eight vassal kings and the twenty-two county kings have only moved less than 40,000 people, and they are basically craftsmen."

"They have about 26,000 soldiers and horses in the local area, and the food of the soldiers and horses and the people mainly depends on the supply of the Southern Kunlun Supervision Mission, and at the same time, they themselves also purchase labor reform workers in the local imitation Supervision Department."

Lu Yuangao truthfully explained the information controlled by Jinyiwei, Zhu Youzhen bowed his head slightly when he heard this, and then asked again: "Zhu Yujian, have they not moved?" ”

Zhu Youzhen mentioned Zhu Yujian, and he is also the representative of the prince and grandson of the vassal king who is currently stationed in the capital.

"Recently, it seems that we are recruiting troops in Tianjin, and at the same time recruiting immigrants."

"It should be that the development of the Tang State is good, and it is estimated that in two months, he will send his third brother to lead a battalion of soldiers and horses and 30,000 people to the Tang Kingdom."

"As for him and his second brother, they should go to the Tang Kingdom in batches in the next two years, and the prince of Tang will set off last."

"However, I heard that the old Tang King who followed the King of Qinyang to fight in India is approaching, I am afraid that the prince of Tang will soon become the king of Tang, and Zhu Shisun will also become the prince of Tang."

Lu Yuangao gave Zhu Youzhen a good news, the old Tang King Zhu Shuoxi, who gave him eye medicine back then, is finally dying.

After his death, Zhu Qiqi's vein completely secured the position of the king of Tang, and Zhu Yujian will also become the prince of Tang and govern as the future prince of Tang.

As long as there are no problems with the three kingdoms of Tang, Ji, and Huai, then the Qi State can unite with them to block the road for the Europeans to go west before the Suyinshi Canal is opened.

"Suyinshi Canal ......"

Zhu Youzhen muttered, he really hoped to occupy this place before he went to Qi State.

But at present, there are too many things in the Ming Dynasty, and the construction of the Suyinshi Canal is still under the control of the Ottomans, so this matter can only be left to Zhu Youxiao or Zhu Ciran.

"A generation does a generation's thing, and I've done almost that......"

Zhu Youzhen sighed in his heart, or was relieved.

Because he knows very well that even if his brother will not continue to follow the path of the new deal he set, Zhu Ciran will definitely be.

However, in order to ensure that nothing happened, Zhu Youzhen had to support his eldest nephew to set up his father.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen touched his arms, felt Zhu Youxiao's handwriting, and couldn't help but smile on his face:

"Anyway, you don't want to deal with government affairs, just leave the matter to Brother Ran, and go to Dading Palace to play with your wood......"