The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 334 Rise and fall in a hurry
"We need steel bars, cement, bricks, and workers to connect all the cities of Daqin with solid and smooth roads.

Remember what I said, even if it is a very small village, even if only a small number of people live in this village, we cannot abandon them! "

Sun Jie stood up, hands behind his back, looking at the sky.

The stars in the sky are so bright that they have never changed for thousands of years.

The village-to-village project is another gift Sun Jie gave to the world based on modern ideas.

Sun Chuanting, who was standing behind him, looked serious.

According to what Sun Jie said, it would take a long time and money to realize the village-to-village plan.

These investments will not see returns in ten years, 20 years, or even many years.

Although colonies such as Java have been established and many gold and silver mines have been mined, the investment is still very large.

Sun Chuanting knows that this is a long-term project.

Money is invested every year, that is to say, there is a fixed investment in the annual budget.

This is not a small pressure on finances.

"Your Majesty, you only need to use roads to connect the key cities. It takes a lot of money and time to build roads like this!"

Sun Chuanting said with a serious face.

Of course Sun Jie knew what Sun Chuanting was thinking.

He also knew how unprecedented his idea was in this era.

Whether it was the Ming Dynasty, the Song Dynasty, or the Tang Dynasty, when the official roads were built, they were only aimed at key cities, and they were all loess roads.

Most of them were built on the basis of the previous dynasties. The plan proposed by Sun Jie has never been seen even in the entire history.

"Building roads is a long-term project. You can't just focus on immediate interests. I once said that to make the people of the world live a good life. Now that you are an emperor, you can't just think about getting rich and honor, and forget about your respect for others." The promise of the people of the world?
Whether it is ten years, 20 years or a hundred years, no matter how much time it takes, these roads must be built.It is a good thing that I have suffered for this dynasty and prospered a hundred dynasties. This is a good thing that will benefit the present and benefit the future! "

Sun Jie turned around and looked at Sun Chuanting behind him.

Sun Chuanting was silent.

He looked at Sun Jie quietly, as if meeting him for the first time.

Sun Jie said something similar back then, but Sun Chuanting treated it as a lie most of the time.

Since ancient times, the emperors have behaved differently before and after they ascended the throne.

No matter who it is.

Sun Chuanting never thought that Sun Jie would always remember these things.

"After we go back, you will take the lead in establishing the National Road Construction Management Department to be responsible for this matter. By the way, transfer Yang Lin to be in charge of this matter." Sun Jie made a decision.

Yang Lin knew Sun Jie a long time ago and was the first person to do business with Sun Jie.

Now I am working in the Ministry of Finance. For so many years, I have been respectful and have never had any troubles.

Not long ago, I went to Daqin University for advanced studies, so it would be great to transfer him here.

"According to the order!"

Seeing that Sun Jie had made up his mind, Sun Chuanting could only agree.

Speaking of which, he hoped that Sun Jie could keep going.

Sun Jie's approach is very in line with the traditional thinking of "inner sage and outer king" in this era.

In the dark night, Sun Jie sat in front of the fire, thinking about something.

Sun Wenyue was like a monkey, running in place and having fun.

Children's nature is like this, Sun Jie will never suppress it.

This happy day will last for a long time, until he is really sensible.

Nanzhili was originally the most affluent place in the entire Ming Dynasty, and it was also the place where the Donglin Party first emerged.

After Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor in Jinling, he spared no effort to support Jinling, coupled with the prevalence of smuggling in Shanghai trade, it made the place prosperous and prosperous.

But this prosperity has nothing to do with ordinary people.

Ordinary people work hard like pigs in dirty workshops, and have never even seen the sun a few times throughout their lives.

Their labor enriched the gentry and the sea merchants.

After Sun Jie took Nanzhili, the false prosperity was visible to the naked eye, and finally gradually disappeared.

Jinling has also become depressed, and there is not much commercial atmosphere.

All the wealthy gentry were almost wiped out by Sun Jie, and those who survived were also cautious, for fear of being targeted by Sun Jie, how could they dare to spend extravagantly?

After the smell of makeup and powder subsided, it was a real world.

Sun Jie's motorcade stopped at the bank of the Yangtze River.

The rain was falling, and the air was full of moisture, which was very sticky.

Standing on the shore, looking at the south bank of the Yangtze River.

When Sun Jie came to Jinling, he crossed the river from here.

The small hillside looking south to Jinling is still there, but it is smaller than before under the washing of the rain.

Sun Wenyue stood beside Sun Jie, staring at him non-stop.

Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.

"In those days, I went to Jinling from here. At that time, Jinling was still very prosperous. From time to time, you could see pleasure boats on the river. There was a thick layer of makeup on the river, and the air was fragrant." Sun Jie said deeply. He took a deep breath and said.

"Jinling, is Jinling ahead? I'm going to see it, I'm going to see it!"

Sun Wenyue yelled again and again, his whole body was filled with excitement.

"Let's go, I'll show you there!" Sun Jie laughed.

Admiral Caojiang knew long ago that Sun Jie was coming, and he had prepared the ferry in advance, and now it was parked on the shore, waiting for Sun Jie to take it.

The admiral of Caojiang was originally an official position of Ming Dynasty, as long as he was responsible for training the Yangtze River Navy.

After Sun Jie took over Jinling, this position was retained and became an official position for patrolling the Yangtze River and preventing floods.

The ships were all wooden boats, and they couldn't compare with the iron-clad ships that Sun Jie got.

The cruise ship is slow, and it is also a blessing to stand on the side of the ship and watch the beautiful scenery on both sides.

Without the scourge of those scholar-bureaucrats, the Yangtze River has become more natural.

From time to time, you can see buffaloes and old men leisurely passing by on the shore with plowshares on their backs. In the rain, a beautiful picture is drawn.

The rain is whirling, the wind is gurgling.

Outside the gate of Jinling, hundreds of officials greeted him.

In addition to hundreds of officials, there are also a large number of ordinary people.

The clothes they put on were not very good, but there was hope on their faces.

They were originally poor peasants, and they didn't have much land in Jiangnan where land mergers were serious.

But now, their families have land.

The days are getting better day by day.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

The people shouted at the top of their lungs, their excitement couldn't be further increased.

They knew that their current happy life was all about the man in front of them, and it was all about the emperor in front of them.

The people are simple and honest, and they will remember whoever treats them well.

Sun Jie stopped in front of the city gate, looked at these common people, lost in thought.

Marching and fighting for so many years is for the well-being of the people.

Sun Wenyue walked behind Sun Jie with his head held high, his face full of pride.

For a short distance, Sun Jie walked for a long time before entering the city.

The enthusiastic people expressed their gratitude with the most sincere feelings.

In the old days, Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

Now, it is truly realized.

Jinling City is a little dilapidated, and the imperial palace in the city is also in disrepair.

It has existed for hundreds of years with little maintenance, so it is naturally not immune to the erosion of time.

Standing in front of the palace gate, looking at the copper nails corroded by copper rust on the messy Zhumen, Sun Jie sighed again and again:

"Back then when Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty, it has been more than two hundred years since the king's figure dominated the industry, and the picture scroll of Jiangshan finally became a flying smoke."

"Three emperors and five emperors of morality, fame and fame after Xia, Shang and Zhou. Seven heroes and five tyrants make spring and autumn. Rise and fall in an instant.

There are several lines of names and surnames in Qingshi, and Beimang has countless points.The predecessors' fields and future generations' collections.It is said that dragons and tigers fight. "

Sun Wenyue, who was standing behind Sun Jie, muttered for no reason.

Sun Jie looked at him in surprise: "Who taught you this poem?"

Sun Wenyue said: "I read this from a book. I didn't know what it meant at the time. Now that I saw this dilapidated palace and what my father said, I suddenly thought of this phrase."

"Keep this poem firmly in mind, later on, you will have different ideas!" Sun Jie said.

It was getting late, and the palace was uninhabitable. Ever since Zhu Cihong left, this place has become a wasteland.

The palace is full of weeds, and wild foxes run past from time to time.

Among the bricks and tiles in front of the Golden Temple, weeds grew tenaciously in the gaps.

Think back then, when Zhu Yuanzhang accepted the visit of civil and military officials here, how spectacular were those scenes?
Now, it has become a barren grassland.

I don't know whether Zhu Yuanzhang thought about this matter back then, whether he would have expected that one day, this place would be barren.

Passing through this barren field, Sun Jie walked into the Golden Luan Hall.

Sun Ling stopped Sun Wenyue from standing outside and refused to let him in.

"This hall is uninhabited and lifeless. It is full of lonely ghosts and ghosts. Children with no yang energy left will easily get sick if they go in!" Sun Ling looked worriedly at the pitch-black darkness behind the hall.

"If you don't let him in, how can you make him understand the price of reckless behavior? How can a child grow up without going through hardships?"

As Sun Jie said, he took Sun Wenyue's hand and walked in.

The personal guard walked in front of Sun Jie with a flashlight, and the light was projected in, leaving only a small spot of light.

The vermilion palace gate had long lost its original luster, and fell to the ground in disorder, lifeless.

The feces of wild beasts can be seen everywhere in the hall, and the pillars supporting the hall have long since collapsed.

Spider webs spread all over the hall, hanging in dark corners, and when the wind blew, they kept floating in mid-air.

The pillars, doors and windows still had scorched marks, and the candlesticks, as well as the gold and silver used to decorate them, were all removed, leaving only a supporting piece of wood.

Where is the aboveboard Golden Luan Hall and the Yan Luo Hall of the eighteenth hell.

Not long after Jinling was settled down, the officials' minds were all on people's livelihood, so naturally they had no time to take care of the palace.

Just lock the outermost door, and let the inside indulge.

"Back then, Zhu Yuanzhang accepted the worship of hundreds of officials here, and now he has become like this." Sun Jie sighed.

Sun Wenyue frowned tightly, he seemed to understand the real reason why his father brought him in.

Rainwater broke through the tiles of the roof and flowed down the cracks.

There is a strong musty smell in this hall, which is disgusting.

"This was originally a prosperous place, a treasured place of geomantic omen, but now, it has become like this.

If you don't think about the people of the world, no matter how big the dynasty is, no matter how strong the city wall is, it will never break. "Sun Jie said.

Sun Wenyue next to him nodded repeatedly.

……

The moon is the Ming Dynasty in his hometown. The young Zheng Chenggong stood on the ruins of Zeelandia City, looking north at his hometown.

Although he won the city of Zeelandia, he didn't have much joy in his heart.

This short strait is full of his nostalgia.

Today, he is really a loner.

His father surrendered a long time ago, and his mother was unwilling to leave. Now he doesn't know where he is or if he is healthy.

He is like a child who has been away from home for many years. He doesn't know where his future is, and he doesn't know where his future is.

After regaining the city of Zeelandia, he developed trade and accumulated strength for the Northern Expedition.

But in the past few years, the news brought by the merchant ships coming across the sea made his heart colder and colder.

The whole world has already been controlled by Sun Jie. Java, Japan, and North Korea all have his troops stationed there.

And Zheng Chenggong is just a piece of not-so-fat meat in Sun Jie's mouth, and he can eat it whenever he wants.

Most of the time, he didn't understand why Sun Jie kept letting himself go.

Judging from Sun Jie's current strength, it would take no effort at all to take down a small Taiyuan Island.

He didn't rebuild the city walls of Zeelandia City, but casually let people rest for a while.

The walls of Zeelandia City could not even stop him, let alone Sun Jie.

No matter how strong the city wall is, it has no effect.

The moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds, and light rain fell from the sky.

Zheng Chenggong took a deep breath and wandered aimlessly in the rain.

He was very confused, and he didn't know how to face the future.

Zhang Hai stood under a big tree, holding an oil-paper umbrella, watching him quietly.

Zhang Hai knew that Sun Jie had high hopes for this boy.

The rain got heavier, and Zheng Chenggong also saw Zhang Hai.

He took two quick steps and came to Zhang Hai.

"We have to do something!" Zheng Chenggong's eyes were shining brightly.

Zhang Hai wondered: "Do something? What?!"

"Let's send troops to Luzon, go to Luzon!" Zheng Chenggong pointed to the south, his voice a little louder.

Zhang Hai was even more puzzled.

Why do you suddenly want to go to Luzon?Before, there was no warning.

"Although it has been able to trade with the sea across the sea, although life can continue, but I always feel that there is something missing.

If I continue to live like this, I am afraid that one day, I will spend the last of my blood in these leisurely days!
And the soldiers under me, they have to move too, this can't go on like this. "

Zheng Chenggong said worriedly.

"I want to go to Luzon and use the barbarians there to practice my skills. I believe that I can do it."

Zhang Hai nodded and said, "I support you, and I also believe in you."

(End of this chapter)