Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 560 Supporting the eldest nephew

"Wow~hahahaha..."

"Drive! Drive!"

In mid-February, as the news of the opening of the Beijing-West Railway spread, Zhu Youjian and the others had already arrived in Qinghai Lake in the west of Xining City in a carriage.

As the second largest lake in the Ming Dynasty, Qinghai Lake is a bright mirror in the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau. I have to say that Zhu Youjian is very curious about him no matter in his past or present.

But to his disappointment, because the time is too early now, the climate around Qinghai Lake is still in the late winter and early spring. There is no green grassland in Zhu Youjian's heart by the lake, only the mud after the winter snow melts.

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, it is undoubtedly a paradise for them to have fun.

At this moment, they were playing around the lake on a few colts that were not as tall as Zhu Youjian's waist. Zhou Sujie took a female officer to watch over them, while Zhu Youjian started his own business.

They are currently in Qinghai County in the northern part of Qinghai Lake. This is the only county that takes care of the lives of [-] to [-] herdsmen in Qinghai, and a large number of Tibetan, Mongolian, Han and other people live there.

Qinghai is not as barren as the inland people. Nearly [-]% of its territory is grassland. Although these grasslands are very fragile, they can still raise tens of millions of cattle and sheep if they are used properly.

Hundreds of millions of acres of pastures were divided by Zhu Youjian into five large areas. Herdsmen need to move once a year to maintain the fragile local pasture environment.

Even though it is so troublesome, many herdsmen have no objection, because they have already received great benefits.

Each family has tens of thousands of mu of grassland. Although the grassland is fragile, it can also raise hundreds of cattle and thousands of sheep.

For a family of Heshuote Mongolians with at most seven or eight people, such a day is beyond their imagination.

They used to be the private property of various ministries, but now they have become their own masters, owning their own cattle and sheep.

This is true of the Mongols in Heshuote, not to mention the Tibetans who were once slaves.

When they heard that King Qi came to Qinghai, many people came to Qinghai County on horseback. Qinghai County, which can only accommodate [-] people at a time, was so full of anxiety that Zhu Youjian had no choice but to walk out of the county and came to Qinghai by the lake.

On the mountains around the lake, as many as 4 people came to pay their respects to Zhu Youjian.

Zhu You ordered the inspectors to set up a large open-air tent by the lake, and selected more than 4 people from the 300 to [-] people to sit down and learn about their lives up close.

Lu Yuangao chose a good place. It is backed by the farmland of Qinghai Lake, and to the north is the grassland that has not yet grown spring grass and the black crowd.

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

"King Qi is a thousand years old..."

"Buddha bless……"

When they saw Zhu Youjian sitting in the tent, they all made a movement in unison, which was to kneel down and throw their bodies to the ground.

They spoke languages ​​of various ethnic groups, but their expressions were very sincere, and they all thanked Zhu Youjian in their own ways.

"Get up, stop kneeling, let's sit down and have a good chat today."

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

Six hundred Jinyiwei and the soldiers of the One Thousand Arch Guard Battalion from Xining City surrounded the area, watching the three hundred ethnic representatives vigilantly.

It's just that their eyes were not enough to attract the attention of the 300 people. They all looked at Zhu Youjian sitting in the tent, and some of them wiped their eyes without imagining.

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

The sun was shining all around, and Zhu Youjian was sitting under a red umbrella, wearing a scarlet round-neck gown, with a majestic appearance, a high nose and long eyes, and distinct lips and teeth.

Coupled with the height of nearly one foot higher than everyone else, for them, there is no difference between King Qi and a god descending to earth.

"I want to know the current situation in Qinghai County, can Magistrate Gao answer my question?"

What Zhu Youjian said was translated by the officials of the Siyi Pavilion, and everyone could understand it.

"Back to Your Highness..."

The county magistrate surnamed Gao in Qinghai County bowed quickly after hearing the words: "His Royal Highness, Duogan Prefecture has thirteen towns under the jurisdiction of Qinghai County, with a total of 430 people."

"Among them, there are 230 herdsmen, 100 farmers, and [-] officials."

"Qinghai County has more than 42 mu of arable land, all of which are irrigated."

The county magistrate Gao respectfully reported back, Zhu Youjian also asked the people after hearing the words:
"You heard what he said. I want to know how your life is going now. Is there anything the court and I can do for you."

Zhu Youjian tried his best not to call himself "solitary" or "I", which would easily cause a sense of alienation. He asked the [-] representatives sincerely, but the representatives were ordinary people after all, and most of them were from the background of border villagers, herdsmen, and slaves.

They looked at each other, unable to think of what else they were missing.

Qinghai is very bitter and cold, but that is for the Ming people and nobles living in the pass.

If the people in the customs are thrown here, they may find that there are not many kinds of fruits and vegetables, there is no cheap fish food to eat, and there is not enough feed.

But for this group of former slaves, herdsmen, and border residents, they don't feel that Qinghai is bitter and cold, but feel that this place represents their new life.

"Now we can eat refined grains every day, eat meat from time to time, our children have books to read, and we pay less taxes. We are already very satisfied, Your Highness Bodhisattva."

After pondering for a long time, finally a courageous Tibetan spoke out his thoughts and won everyone's nod of approval.

These words of his, and the satisfied smiles of the people around him, made Zhu Youjian hesitate to speak, not knowing what to say.

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

"We want to meet you."

"Yes! We are here to see you!"

The words of the Tibetans and Mongolian herdsmen were selected by the translation officials of the Siyi Pavilion for translation. It seemed that there were not many words, but the voices from their mouths were already buzzing.

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

"I came here to solve your life problems. Now that you all say there is no problem, then I have nothing to do when I come here."

Zhu Youjian spoke with a smile, and the people on the opposite side also laughed with him.

"How is your current income? How many catties of rice can each person in the family eat every day? Can you eat vegetables? What kinds of vegetables are there? Will the prices be too expensive? Have the officials in Qinghai bullied you?"

Zhu Youjian asked word by word, and the following herdsmen and border residents also answered in a hurry:
"When we farm, each household has 100 to [-] acres of land, and some have more than [-] acres."

"Yes! Each household can have three or four cattle. My family of six grows grain for a year, pays the tax, and keeps the grain for food. It can be sold to the Huangdian for 32 taels of silver."

"We are herdsmen. Each family of seven or eight people now has tens of thousands of acres of pasture, twenty or thirty head of cattle, and six to seven hundred sheep. We can sell three or four head of cattle and two hundred sheep every year. With food, there are still four or fifty taels of silver.”

"The family can basically eat seventeen or eight catties of rice, two or three catties of meat every day, and usually eat some wild vegetables, but the county magistrate Gao said that the train will pass, and soon we will be able to eat cabbage from the south."

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

"The village officials treated us very well and did not bully us."

"I……"

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

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

As for the words that the village officials treated them well, Zhu Youjian didn't believe it very much. After all, he knew the nature of the village officials, and there must be corruption and stealing.

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

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

"There are not many supplies because the railway did not reach Xining before, and Xining did not build concrete to reach Qinghai County."

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

"Give me another three years. After three years, I will definitely let someone build a county road to Qinghai County."

Zhu Youjian smiled and said the solution and the problem, and the people laughed happily when they heard the words.

After that, Zhu Youjian also continued to chat with them about the difficulties and problems in life, but for the Qinghai residents who were full of happiness, they all said very well about what Zhu Youjian asked, so that Zhu Youjian Jian kept smiling wryly.

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

He took more than 300 representatives and nearly [-] arch guards, horses, and Jin Yiwei to the [-] to [-] people who had not left for a day.

"His Highness Bodhisattva has come!"

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

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

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

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

"His Royal Highness Bodhisattva!"

All the people kneeled down, and the people behind didn't know why, but when they heard that King Qi was coming, they also knelt down one after another, throwing themselves to the ground.

They put their hands together and prayed for the person they had never met, and Zhu Youjian also stepped forward to help a person, and the other three hundred representatives followed suit, and at the same time shouted that His Highness Bodhisattva did not like people to kneel down.

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

After getting up, many people came forward excitedly, and Zhu Youjian held their hands as much as possible.

"I'm leaving. You have to live a good life. If you have any difficulties, you can go to the government. If the county government can't handle it, go to the government office. If the government government can't handle it, go to the chief secretary."

Zhu Youjian was surrounded by the common people, even though Jin Yiwei was protecting him, it still seemed very crowded.

"Your Highness! Can you stand a little higher, we can't see you!"

Chinese was heard in the crowd, but Zhu Youjian couldn't meet this condition because he didn't have anything to step on.

"Go back, the city gate will be closed soon!"

Zhu Youjian passed through the sea of ​​people and was surrounded by many people. Some herdsmen who did not understand Chinese offered roasted mutton. Zhu Youjian often had no time to eat, so he was pushed forward by the crowd. Walk.

In addition to offering mutton, some herdsmen who found alluvial gold during grazing offered alluvial gold, but Zhu Youjian asked them to collect it themselves to improve their lives.

Zhu Youjian is about to walk out of the crowd, but many people still haven't seen him.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Evening drums sounded, but even so, the people did not leave.

Helpless, Zhu Youjian could only get into the carriage under the escort of Jin Yiwei, and then drove towards Xining.

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

Just as Zhu Youjian thought, when he left, the gathered people seemed to have lost their backbone and began to disperse one after another. Only some herdsmen on horseback chased them up and shouted in unskilled Mandarin:

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

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

Zhu Youjian opened the car window and waved his hand, signaling them to go home quickly.

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

Sure enough, when the herdsmen heard Zhu Youjian's words, they chased after a certain distance and stopped, and Zhu Youjian and the others gradually drove away.

When it was completely dark, Zhu Youjian and the others were only two hundred miles away from Xining City.

Zhu, who didn't want to be too tired, was camped by the inspector.

When the bonfire was lit in the valley, Zhu Youjian 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 meals, but he didn't see the four cubs.

"Brother Lang, what about them?"

During Zhou Sujie's service, Zhu Youjian took off his fur coat to keep out the cold.

"Played so hard during the day that I fell asleep shortly after getting into the carriage."

"I took them to the tent to rest at the moment."

At the same time Zhou Sujie said this, Zhu Youjian also sat on the chair, and in front of him was a delicious roasted whole lamb.

"This..." Looking at the roasted whole lamb, Zhu Youjian felt that eating for two was a bit extravagant, after all, it was a year of catastrophe.

"The herdsmen caught up and threw it on the cart. The concubine asked someone to send the money, but they didn't accept it, and rode away on horseback."

Zhou Sujie spoke with a little sigh, and at the same time looked at Zhu Youjian, looking at her husband who was still unpredictable even though she had been together for eight years.

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

Zhu Youjian didn't pay attention to Zhou Sujie's gaze, but cut off a leg of lamb with a knife, indicating that the two of them can eat this, and send out the other meat.

Zhou Sujie didn't say anything, but asked people to follow suit.

Seeing this, the maids had no choice but to take out the roast lamb for the Jin Yiwei to share.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhu Youjian would not be full, after going out, the maids returned with two bowls of pasta, but Zhu Youjian did not refuse.

From noon to now, he didn't eat anything. In fact, he was already hungry, and he could only fill his stomach with some staple food.

He ate food in big mouthfuls, regardless of the appearance of eating, but his eating appearance was not much different.

Zhou Sujie chewed and ate slowly, and hesitated for a while before saying, "Your Highness, the matter about my father..."

"..." Hearing Zhou Sujie's words, Zhu Youjian stopped his chopsticks and looked up at her.

There was hope in her eyes, and what she said was about Zhou Kui, who was the magistrate in Dongshan Prefecture.

As Zhu Youjian's two inefficient father-in-laws, Zhu Youjian threw Zhou Kui and Tian Hongyu to Dongshan Mansion, Jiugang as the prefect and co-prefect.

Not to mention 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 there.

Originally, they thought that with the continuous arrival of immigrants, their life would gradually get better.

Who would have thought that Zhu Youjian's immigration limit for Dongshan Prefecture is 2 people per year, and there are no restrictions for other places.

Therefore, even now, after 12 years of development, Dongshan Prefecture in New Guinea has only 24 people.

The 24 people cannot be exploited vigorously to trigger civil uprisings. No matter how much they steal every year, it is only a few hundred taels of silver, which is not as high as the salaries of the two of them.

Therefore, from the 15th year of Tianqi, these two people began to write letters to Qi Wangfu, asking their daughter to help them intercede and ask for a change of place for them.

Tian Xiuying and Zhou Sujie mentioned this matter respectively, but Zhu Youjian remained indifferent from beginning to end.

But right now...

"Transfer them to Qi State, let Jin Xuan arrange some easy errands for them."

Zhu Youjian took a bite of the noodles and gave Zhou Sujie an answer, which made Zhou Sujie smile.

But when Zhu Youjian finished his meal and walked out of the big tent to digest, he also confessed to Lu Yuangao who was following him:

"Say hello to the Ministry of 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 [-] reformed laborers to manage the local mining affairs."

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

In his impression, Jinshan Mansion seems to be a place where birds don't shit, and it is comparable to the north of Beishan in Guochao.

"Hmm... Jinshan Mansion." Zhu Youjian glanced at Lu Yuangao, and the corner of his mouth couldn't stop laughing.

The so-called Jinshan Mansion is the Alaska of later generations. Since these two guys want to make money so much, they should be thrown into the gold mine.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian also looked up at the gloomy night.

At this time, Lu Yuangao, who had just left, returned again, but he had two memorials in his hand.

"Your Highness, this is a document from Nankunlun and a handwritten letter sent by Long Live."

"Huh?" Hearing that his brother had written a handwritten letter for him, Zhu Youjian took it curiously, opened it and checked the contents.

【My younger brother Youjian...】

"Hehe..." Looking at the 1000-word handwriting, Zhu Youjian walked to a bonfire and looked at it carefully.

The handwritten content of more than 1000 words is full of Zhu Youxiao's complaints. All the expressions seem to be insinuating and asking when Zhu Youjian will return to Beijing.

However, Zhu Youjian had no intention of replying to the letter except for the smile on his face.

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

With a hint of a smile, Zhu Youjian closed his brother's handwriting, put it in his arms and put it away, and then he opened the document of the Southern Kunlun Supervisory Commissioner.

This document is the situation of the Southern Kunlun Supervisory Commission in the twelfth month of the 15th year of Tianqi. The data in it has been behind by one year and three months, but this does not prevent Zhu Youjian from understanding the local situation.

At the end of the 15th year of Apocalypse, the number of fields in the South Kunlun Supervisory Commission reached more than 460 million mu, 160 million in the East Kunlun Mansion, and 300 million in the South Kunlun Mansion.

The two prefectures have a total of more than 230 million labor reform workers. Judging from this situation, in the 16 years since the apocalypse, the two places have at least 600 million mu of arable land.

600 million mu of arable land, judging from the fact that most of the reformed-through laborers eat Indian men as food, the food from these arable land should be directly supplied to the local Han people.

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

Zhu Youjian closed the document, handed it to Lu Yuangao without looking back, and asked a question by the way.

"There are not many immigrants. The eight vassal kings and 22 county kings only migrated less than 4 people, and most of them are craftsmen."

"They have about 6000 soldiers and horses in the local area. The food for soldiers, horses and nationals is mainly supplied by the Southern Kunlun Supervisory Commissioner.

Lu Yuangao truthfully explained the information controlled by Jin Yiwei. Zhu Youjian nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then asked again: "Is there any movement from Zhu Yujian and the others?"

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

"Recently, it seems that Tianjin is recruiting soldiers and immigrants at the same time."

"It should be that Tang State is developing well. It is estimated that in two months, he will send his third brother to lead a battalion of soldiers and [-] people to Tang State."

"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 the Tang Dynasty will be the last to leave."

"However, I heard that the time limit for the old Tang king who followed Qinyang King and became a slave in India is approaching. I am afraid that the son of the Tang king will soon become the Tang king, and Zhu Shisun will also become the Tang king's son."

Lu Yuangao gave Zhu Youjian good news. The old Tang king Zhu Shuoyin who gave him eye drops was finally going to die.

After his death, Zhu Qiqi's lineage has completely secured the position of the Tang king, and Zhu Yujian will also become the heir of the Tang king and rule as the future prince of the Tang Dynasty.

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

"The Suez Canal..."

Zhu Youjian murmured, he really hoped to take this place before he went to Qi.

But there are too many things in Ming Dynasty right now, and the site where the Suez Canal will be built is still under the control of Ottoman, so this matter can only be left to Zhu Youxiao or Zhu Ciran.

"A generation does what a generation does, and what I do is almost the same..."

Zhu Youjian sighed in his heart, or he was relieved.

Because he knew very well that even if his elder brother would not continue to follow the path of the New Deal he set, Zhu Ciran would definitely.

However, in order to ensure that nothing happened, Zhu Youjian had to support his eldest nephew to take over his father.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian touched his bosom, felt Zhu Youxiao's handwriting, and couldn't help but smile on his face:
"Anyway, you don't want to deal with government affairs, so just leave the matter to Brother Ran and go to Dading Palace to play with your wood..."

　The update in the afternoon is either at 06:30 or [-]:[-]. During the business trip, the code word is not stable.

　　
　
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