Chapter 279: Voting with Two Feet
"Don't!"
Ghost Li didn't even hesitate for a moment, and threw the so-called descending book in the face of the messenger.
"Why do you think that this group of guys who don't even want Da Song will want it?"
"I, Liangshan, are now busy with disaster relief and restoring people's livelihood in Mizhou, where am I interested in receiving you?"
"Denglai Erzhou will be defeated sooner or later, but I have to follow the pace of my Liangshan, and I can't make the mistakes of the year again."
"If you really want to vote for Liangshan, then it's better to take people directly to Mizhou, where there is a shortage of manpower, and if you go, you will have land."
The messenger was originally from Mizhou, and after his family was ruined, he was coerced to Laizhou.
When he fled that day, he saw how miserable Mizhou was.
And this time I came from Laizhou, and I saw the situation in Mizhou at this time along the way, but I found that my hometown had regained its vitality, and there were various construction teams working in full swing everywhere.
He went to investigate and found that there was food, shelter and wages here, and he was a little greedy.
But greed is greedy, and now he is not willing to give up his official position as a "great general" and become a small citizen again.
If he could keep his official hat, even if it was a little smaller, he would be able to accept it, and even if he knelt down and pleaded:
"The villain has gone all the way, and he has seen the people living and working in peace and contentment under the rule of Liangshan, and he also knows in his heart that the heroes of Liangshan are really the ones who do the right thing for heaven."
"Please also ask the king to take the sake of the tens of thousands of people in Laizhou, rebel as soon as possible, and relieve the people of Laizhou from hanging upside down."
What Ghost Li hates the most is moral kidnapping, and even though he exclaimed impatiently:
"Hair upside down?"
"They are not the people of a certain family, and a certain family cares whether they live or die?"
"You don't have to make a noise here, go down the mountain quickly!"
As soon as Ghost Li waved his hand, he asked the messenger to be driven down the mountain.
When the man left, Zhu Wu spoke:
"Brother, this Michigan is now empty of ten rooms and nine empty, and it is short of people. Since there is turmoil in Nalai Prefecture, maybe you can send someone over there to recruit some displaced people to come back. ”
When Ghost Li heard this, he frowned and said:
"It's still the territory of the Great Song Dynasty over there, how can we let it be recruited?"
Zhu Wu smiled and said:
"This shouldn't be difficult, we don't go through official channels, we only send some caravans over, while trading goods, we also publicize the situation on our side, if there are those who are willing to come, let the caravan bring them back in the name of hiring."
Today, Yangsan has also developed a lot of special products, such as high-grade liquor.
The heroes of Liangshan love to drink, and it happens that there are many grain crops in Liangshan in previous years, so they built their own winery.
Originally, this winery was only for the leaders of the mountain to drink, but Li Ghost mentioned the matter of distillation to Wu Dalang after a certain drunkenness, and Wu Dalang took this matter to heart, and turned around to find many winemakers to try, and finally made the spirit "Erguotou".
Everyone on this sake mountain said that it was good, so they expanded the scale of the brewery, and finally turned it into a unique commodity of Yangsan, which was transported to all parts of the country by sea and land.
Although the relationship between Liangshan and the Great Song Dynasty has not been harmonious, the commercial exchanges have not been delayed at all.
If the caravan is allowed to do this, it is indeed more concealed than the official one, and it is easier to be accepted by the Great Song Dynasty.
It's a little more expensive, but it's not that high.
For those homeless, in fact, they only need to provide food and lodging on the road.
"That's a good idea, let the caravan come and try it." Ghost Li nodded in agreement.
Zhu Wu said again:
"Actually, we in Liangshan also have a business in Penglai Erzhou, so we can just fly pigeons and pass the book over and let them start doing it immediately."
For these details, Li Ghost really didn't pay attention to them, and said strangely at the moment:
"If you let a local business house do things, won't your identity be exposed?"
"But don't provoke the local government, then it's not worth it."
Zhu Wu smiled and explained:
"Brother is too worried, the identity of our trading house has long been no secret, and the local gentry are mostly powerful."
"But those gentry's faction brothers also know that they always bet on both sides of the first rat."
"Before, when we were powerful, they didn't dare to offend Liangshan, so they turned a blind eye."
"After Liangshan's forces are withdrawn from there, those gentry are worried about our Liangshan's goods again, for fear that there will be one less way to make a fortune after it is broken, so they still turn a blind eye."
"Although this kind of practice will definitely alarm the local gentry and power, this time we are a Yang conspiracy."
"We need more people, and they're worried that there are too many people who want to take what they want, and they're not worried about what they're going to do."
When Ghost Li heard this, he laughed and scolded:
"Thief Bird!"
"These black-hearted ghosts should sell them hanging ropes!"
"And put their heads there for the time being, and when the Mizhou matter is resolved, Laizhou will be defeated, and then all these silverfish will die!"
Zhu Wu went to send the news, and the commercial houses in Nalai Prefecture were about to spread their hands and began to spread the news.
Although there are no displaced people in Laizhou now, it does not mean that the lives of people in the city have changed.
Exploitation and oppression exist everywhere.
Originally, a lot of dirty and messy work could be done by a lot of people as long as they ate food, but now they can only be done by the low-level people in the city.
Originally, they could still squeeze those homeless, but now that the homeless people are gone, the bottom has become the bottom again.
At this time, I heard that as long as I was willing to go to Mizhou, I would have land to divide, and I would have food and lodging on the way, and many people were immediately moved.
Those who have families and children still have concerns, for fear of being deceived, but bachelors are not afraid of these, at most they are only sold as slaves, and maybe they are better off than they are now.
The point is that Yangsan once came here and left traces here.
The people of Laizhou also know that Liangshan is really divided into land!
The only concern is the plague problem in Michigan.
Thanks to the long-tongued women who filled the streets, the people of the city now knew the source of the plague.
Although it is good to have land, life is more important.
The comptoir had been prepared for this for a long time, and took out the magic cards one by one, and handed them out to those who were preparing to emigrate, telling them.
"This is the divine card that the Exorcist True Monarch has blessed with light, as long as you pray sincerely to this divine card every day, the plague will not dare to come near you."
"Of course, this god card will only be valid after entering the Liangshan realm, and it will be invalid in Laizhou."
The people at the bottom of this era are relatively ignorant, and they are all fooled and lame by the staff of the trading bank, and they have put down their burdens, put on magic cards, signed a contract with the trading bank, and were sent to Mizhou in batches as hired laborers in a team of 100 people.
In order to solve the problem of food and lodging on the road for these people, the trading house specially got a few large carts, which were full of food, tents, pots and pans and other camping materials to follow behind.
This Mizhou and Laizhou are already close to each other, only one or two hundred miles apart, that is, on foot, and you can reach the border between the two states in two or three days.
On the side of Mizhou, on the other side of the Jiaolai River, there were already a large number of boats, carriages and horses waiting here, just waiting for the caravan to arrive, they immediately rushed up, divided all these strong laborers, transported them across the river, stuffed them into the car, and transported them to Gaomi, Jiaoxi and other places.
The caravan immediately returned empty, and the next wave was transported.
Their practice was not small, and they couldn't hide it from the local snakes in the city, but after three or two times, they were discovered by these gentry and heroes.
"Great official, the Chamber of Commerce in Liangshan transported another hundred people out of the city this morning, do you want me to stop them?" Qin Du hunched his head and smiled flatteringly.
Qin Daguan lay on his back on the Taishi chair leisurely, and a pretty little maid behind him was gently kneading his joints for him.
Zong Ze's army in front has won successive battles, and has recovered Laizhou for seven or eight years.
If it weren't for the fact that the local townships and counties were too scattered and the speed of the march could not be improved, I am afraid that they would have returned victorious.
Without the threat of the chaotic people, the pressure of this Qin official was gone, and he regained his old ways, he stretched out an index finger and shook it slightly, and said leisurely:
"Stop what?"
"They are all poor ghosts, not even craftsmen, what is there to stop?"
"They're better gone, and they're cleaner and cleaner without the city."
"There is no shortage of anything in this city, even if there is no shortage of poor ghosts!"
"Zong Zhizhou will be back soon, and he will definitely bring back a large number of poor ghosts at that time."
"Now that he has a large amount of money and food from our families, he will bring this group of pestilence demons into the city again."
"If you have this spare time, you should think about how to isolate this group of plague ghosts from the gentry, so as not to let this sickness pass on the nobles."
Qin Du's head and lips twitched, and he wanted to say that if he continued like this, sooner or later, even the old man who collected the night incense would leave, but after feeling the impatience in the mouth of Qin Daguan, he finally couldn't open his mouth, but echoed with a dry smile:
"That's what the big officials said!"
"The villain shouldn't have seen it!"
"Don't worry, when the minister comes back, the villain will throw all the sick people to the quarantine area outside the city to wait for death, and then lead the three classes of officials to patrol outside the nobleman's house day and night, and never let those sick ghosts get in."
"Well, that's pretty much it." Qin Daguan waved his hand and closed his eyes, Qin Dutou understood, and quietly exited the room.
Without the intervention of the local gentry, Liangshan's side gradually became proficient with the increase in the number of transportations, and the transportation speed was also much faster.
On the road from Laizhou to Mizhou, there are more than a dozen batches of people and horses at the most.
As a result, when Zong Ze returned with the army, he was shocked to find that the city seemed to have become much more deserted.
The consequences of the lack of low-level jobs in the city have also begun to appear, a lot of garbage on the streets has not been cleaned up, and the originally developed urban sewer system is now also in trouble.
But these circumstances will not affect the lives of the nobles in a short time, and no one cares too much.
There are many people who need to work, and if you don't do it, there will naturally be a lot of people to do!
Sure enough, the vacant positions were quickly filled by the displaced people.
Although Zong Ze relied on the civil unrest to once again overwhelm those local gentry and heroes, but now that the place is peaceful, it is impossible for him to get any support from the local gentry and heroes in terms of gold, silver, grain and grass.
With his understanding of the gentry, he would definitely be secretly planning some kind of moth.
And he only needs to survive until tomorrow's spring ploughing, when those big landlords need these people to cultivate for them, and they will take the initiative to divide these people.
Only then will it be considered a success, and until then, his food will have to be saved and used to the best of his ability.
So although Zong Ze didn't know what was going on, he was happy to see that the people could support themselves, rather than having everything helped by the imperial court, which allowed him to hold out longer.
Everything seemed to go smoothly next, the sick were sent to the quarantine area, the refugee camp in the city was also established, porridge was distributed regularly every day, and the local gentry did not jump out to stir up trouble...... It seems that everything is normal.
However, in places that the nobles did not see, the outflow of displaced people continued.
The operation on the side of the comptoir continued, but because Zong Ze returned, the operation became more covert.
And under the deliberate cover of those local snakes, Zong Ze has always been kept in the dark.
It's also much easier for homeless people to get together and pass messages on each other.
Within a few days, almost all the displaced people knew that Liangshan was recruiting people back to Mizhou in large quantities.
Even those displaced people who have a job and do not live in the gathering place will inevitably want to know where the person who used to do the job has gone, and they will know the news as soon as they ask.
Originally, most of these displaced people escaped from Mizhou, and they already had a strong local complex for their hometown, but now that they hear the news, where can they still sit still?
As for the fear of the plague...... Hehe, they were already being treated as potential plague patients, what are they worried about?
What's more, there is the blessing of the Exorcist True Monarch...... So many people believe it, it should be quite spiritual, right?
Then the comptoir can't deliberately bring a group of plague patients back to their own territory, right?
With all kinds of luck psychology, a large number of displaced people have the idea of returning to their hometowns.
The firm hurriedly arranged the supply truck again to prepare to take people away, but this time there were too many displaced people, and many people couldn't wait at all.
The comptoir only transports a hundred people at a time, which is too small to be a drop in the bucket.
More displaced people don't care what the convoy is or not, the convoy goes in front, and they follow behind.
That black pressure on a large group of thousands of people to follow behind, it is simply telling others that there is a problem here, come and ask!
The trading bank urgently loaded a few more truckloads of grain and followed behind, for fear that if the food ran out along the way, this group of people would make trouble again and turn a good thing into a bad thing.
I don't know if I was scared of being killed several times, or if I was full of food every meal, or for some other reason, the road was very smooth, and no one made trouble in the team.
When they arrived at the Jiaolai River and saw the boats, chariots and horses waiting here, those who were worried all the way put their hearts back in their stomachs, and really believed that this Liangshan had really come to recruit people back to Mizhou!
In the team, many people came to test the situation, and when they saw the results, they did not board the ship, but returned to Laizhou with the convoy of the commercial bank to report the news.
After getting this news, those who were originally hesitant also made up their minds.
They're going home!
The next thing can be imagined, there is no need for the business house to organize anything at all, those who are homesick have set off to the west, even if there is no business house to provide food on the road, they will not stay in this strange city of Laizhou.
Not only did these displaced people run to Mizhou, but those local displaced people who lost their land also followed the crowd to Mizhou.
Anyway, I can't survive in Laizhou, so I might as well go to Mizhou to try my luck.
I heard that there are a lot of dead people in Mizhou, so there must be a large amount of land abandoned, go over early, if you encounter the Liangshan land, maybe you will have the opportunity to get your own land, isn't it much better than being a tenant for the big officials?
In just ten and a half days, the refugee camp in Laizhou City was sparsely populated.
Those who didn't go were basically either old and weak, or injured, and they really couldn't stand the repeated bumps.
The small officials who manage this place are also happy that there are few people, anyway, the rice and grain are allocated by a fixed amount, and the fewer people, the more opportunities they have to get their hands on it!
(End of chapter)