Ming Zuo

Chapter 747 Zheng Zhilong's Mind

In golden May, the harvest is gratifying.

People eat for food.

And food is the heart of the people.

At this time, even Shandong, which attaches great importance to business, has to put down all activities to make way for a good harvest.

Zuo Menggeng also let go of his leisure, left Qingdao, and patrolled all over the place counterclockwise.

Zheng Zhilong watched it all over Qingdao, which aroused his curiosity even more, and strongly demanded to follow Zuo Menggeng.

Zuo Menggeng was not surprised by his state of mind.

That's not the case with Zhang Pu, Lu Shiyi and others back then.

Now Zhang Pu still lives in Qingdao, writing books and talking about it every day.

For the situation in Shandong, Zhang Pu praised and criticized, and the debate with Liu Zongzhou, Huang Zongxi and others never stopped.

It is not difficult for him here, and his articles are published as usual.

In Zuo Menggeng's words, the truth cannot be discerned.

The views of both sides are listed, and then based on facts, it is for the public to judge.

Qingzhou, the resident of the Nongken Group.

Looking around, the earth is golden.

The boundless wheat has all grown heavy tassels, shaking gently in the breeze, emitting a sound more pleasing than silver bells.

The aroma of wheat filled the air, making everyone smile.

Gongduan was in the field, with his trouser legs rolled up, and his feet were covered in mud.

But he didn't care at all.

Although he lost the prestige of being an official, he felt very comfortable being able to participate in labor and get together with the common people.

But the news reported by the official side is not very good.

"An experienced old farmer said that it will rain within three days at the latest. If the harvest cannot be completed before then, a lot of wheat will suffer."

Zuo Menggeng attached great importance to this statement.

In an era when accurate weather forecasts are unavailable, sometimes farmers' experience is more important.

"How did you all do it?"

Gong Duan pointed at the wheat field with a worried look on his face.

"I have mobilized all public officials in the city, county, and township, and asked them to go down to the grassroots level to participate in the harvesting work. But you also know that this manpower will not play a big role. The land reclamation group is okay. , strong organization, everyone wakes up early and stays late, dare not rest at all, maybe the harvest can be completed. But ordinary people will be sad."

For his judgment, Zuo Menggeng very much agrees.

After all, the Nongken Group is a highly organized enterprise, and it can exert its greatest strength no matter what it does.

And it is the ordinary people who suffer the most.

When the land of each household is harvested, there is no other assistance except that neighbors help each other.

If the weather is fine, harvesting slowly is fine.

But once a natural disaster occurs, the harvest in a year will basically be ruined.

Zuo Menggeng did not hesitate, and immediately ordered Fu Yijian: "Order the troops stationed in various places to dispatch immediately to help the people harvest. There is only one request, and every seedling and every grain of rice must be put into the warehouse."

Zheng Zhilong is right next to him, and he has long been attracted by the rough and bold harvest scene in the north.

In Fujian, it is absolutely impossible to see such a sprawling and endless farmland, and it will never be such a spectacular scene during the harvest.

But when he heard Zuo Menggeng's words, he was really startled.

"Brother Zuo, the officers and soldiers are vulgar and cruel, if you do this rashly, I'm afraid the people will suffer."

Zuo Menggeng was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he compared the new army with the old Ming army.

"Hehe, an official doesn't know. My Shandong New Army is an army of the people. No matter what we do, we will serve the people wholeheartedly. There will never be anything that disturbs or harms the people."

Zheng Zhilong said something, but then regretted it.

In any case, this is Shandong's family matter, and there is no need for him, an outsider, to intervene and cause hatred.

Hearing what Zuo Menggeng said, he didn't think so in his heart.

All the soldiers in the world are like wolves and tigers. As the saying goes, bandits pass like combs, and soldiers pass like grates.

This time, the people in Shandong are going to be unlucky

But what happened next gave him an unforgettable shock.

In the far horizon, I saw countless soldiers lined up neatly, holding sickles, shoulder poles and other tools in their hands, without carrying any weapons, just appearing in the fields.

The bright red flags walking in front indicated their identities.

Seeing the soldiers running, the farmers who were frowning in the fields all became elated and raised their hands to call, as if seeing their relatives.

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, all the officers and soldiers of the [-]th Regiment of the [-]th Division of the Fourth Army have come to report according to your order, please give your instructions."

Looking at the energetic soldiers, Zuo Menggeng's smiling face was overflowing.

He pointed to the surrounding farmlands that had not changed much, and gave an impassioned speech on the spot.

"Our new army, with weapons in hand, can defend the people. Putting down the weapons and picking up the sickle can also help the people. After three days, the heavy rain will come. It is up to you whether the people can keep their hard work for a year. This task is very difficult, can you complete it?"

The response of thousands of officers and soldiers was earth-shattering.

"Wherever our army goes, we are invincible and invincible, and we guarantee to complete the mission!"

Satisfied, Zuo Menggeng ordered: "Assign the task."

The head of the army immediately divided his subordinates into several groups, and then these soldiers rushed into the field like howling hungry wolves.

With the addition of so many new troops, the harvest of grain immediately accelerated.

Seeing the wheat fields become flat and the harvested wheat piled up like mountains, Zheng Zhilong was stunned.

What surprised him the most was that none of the so many soldiers disturbed the people, and all of them were fighting in the fields.

He even saw ordinary peasant women running over to bring food and drink to these soldiers, with an eager look for fear that these soldiers would be hungry or thirsty.

The way the soldiers and civilians mingled happily made Zheng Zhilong's heart turbulent, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

At the same time, in the entire land of Shandong, in addition to the necessary combat readiness, tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of the new army were dispatched to help farmers harvest grain.

The tragedies that farmers were absolutely unable to cope with in the face of catastrophes in the past did not occur this time.

In just three days, all the wheat was harvested and put into storage, without any loss due to the disaster.

The heavy rain poured down, and the space between the sky and the earth soon turned into an endless ocean.

Zheng Zhidong's eyes became blurred as he watched the originally drizzling river turn into a roaring dragon.

"You say, if Zuo Menggeng really wins the world in the future, how should we deal with ourselves?"

When everyone in the Zheng family heard this, they were all silent.

Their faces are different, and they obviously have their own ideas.

But it is no surprise that Zheng Zhilong has been greatly impacted, and so are they.

Originally, it was vertical and horizontal above the sea, and no one was invincible when looking around.But now they have to think about the future.

(End of this chapter)