I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

There is no conflict between husband and wife that cannot be resolved.

If so, then be open and honest with each other.

Cheng Shijie and Xiang Hui met frankly. Although Xiang Hui was angry at Cheng Shijie's deception, her body was very honest and her response was unprecedentedly enthusiastic.

one hour later……

Xiang Hui, who was like a puddle of mud, seemed to have forgotten all his worries: "I thought I would never see Jia Yue again in this life. It's great to be able to see Jia Yue as a family together!"

Cheng Shijie also knows that there are some things that must be frank.

He told how he met Yang Yunniang, how he took in Jin Qiaoer, how he took in Yang Wan'er, how he married Zhu Weiti, and became the Ming Dynasty's Prince Consort and the brother-in-law of Emperor Chongzhen.

Then, because of the Luzon incident, in order to get help from overseas Chinese in Nanyang, he had to reluctantly accept more than 20 women.

Xiang Hui was so angry that she couldn't bear to suffer, so she had to squeeze Cheng Shijie dry. In the end, they met honestly for the second time...

Another hour later, Xiang Huixiang was dripping with sweat. She asked, "How can you endure so many warblers?"

"I'm not idle every day. Not only do I have to govern the 2000 million people in Liaodong, but I also have to take care of hundreds of thousands of troops. I'm so busy with all kinds of things that I'm so busy that my heels are hitting the back of my head. How can I have time to think about other trivial matters?"

Cheng Shijie continued: "Originally, I just wanted to make some money to pay for Jiayue's medical expenses. Unknowingly, I did a lot of practical things, helping countless people change their original destiny, and allowing those people who were already dead to have a life. Looking at their grateful and happy smiles, I feel that what I have done is very fulfilling!"

Cheng Shijie chatted with Xiang Hui about what he had done here over the years, and unknowingly, his hands began to be dishonest again.

Although Xiang Hui was poor, she loved to play. After a fierce battle, Xiang Hui finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

Cheng Shijie looked at Xiang Hui, who was sleeping soundly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief and passed the test.

He remembered that a certain female writer said that only in bed is the passage to a woman's heart. Only by opening the passage to the heart, no matter what you do, you will be forgiven, and no matter what your fault is, it will be written off.

Xiang Hui slept until noon. When she woke up, Cheng Jiayue was standing in front of the bed.

Xiang Hui said: "Jia Yue, you get up first, mom needs to get dressed!"

At this moment, two young palace ladies came in. Xiang Hui was not used to being served, but the problem was that she really didn't know how to wear Ming Dynasty women's clothing. She had three layers inside and three layers outside. She didn't know how to start.

Xiang Hui finally realized the luxury of life in the Ming Dynasty. Someone had to wait on her when washing, there were dedicated maids responsible for applying makeup, and countless people waited on her even when eating. Gradually, Xiang Hui got used to it.

Cheng Shijie took Cheng Jiayue, Cheng Jialong, Xiang Hui, Zhu Weiti and Yang Yuniang to accompany Xiang Hui to visit Jinzhou City.

Xiang Hui looked at the Jinzhou City in front of her and even had the illusion that she was in a small town, with straight cement roads, wide streets, neat and uniform shop fronts, and even artificial traffic lights.

If there were no telephone poles or cars on the streets, this would be no different from the small towns of later generations.

Xiang Hui even experienced the public carriage in Jinzhou City. This carriage uses horses such as Shire horses that can drag a five-ton carriage. Because the power of pulling the carriage has increased, the carriage has become larger.Especially when the four-wheeled carriage is driving on the cement road, it is more labor-saving.

This kind of carriage is somewhat similar to the minibuses of later generations, with a total of twenty seats, all of which are facing each other in small rows of booths. They are very clean and not dusty at all.

Jinzhou City is now very large, dozens of times larger than the historical Jinzhou City. The inner city and outer city have lost their role as city walls. Jinzhou is also a city that does not set a curfew or close the city gates.

There are more than 200 million people living in this city, which is twice as many people as Beijing. More people means more consumption, not to mention that Jinzhou is far richer than Beijing. How many cattle and sheep does Beijing consume in a day?I'm afraid it's less than one-tenth of the size of the Golden State, and there's still a lot of dairy products.

The relationship between Yang Yuniang, Zhu Weiti and Xiang Hui also quietly changed while shopping.

Because Xiang Hui is older than Zhu Weiti and Yang Yuniang, it is more natural for her to be called elder sister.

At the end of December, after six months, the Dingxin Dynasty finally completed the first census of the Dingxin Dynasty. The results were as expected. Because the poll tax was abolished and the land was divided, it no longer made sense to conceal the population. This time the census results were , Excluding Shanxi, Shaanxi, Gansu, Qinghai and other Western Qin-controlled areas, the total number of households in the Ming Dynasty is 290, and the total population is 63 people. On average, there are about 430 people per household.

Now the population is just bigger.

This situation occurred because Cheng Shijie artificially changed the population structure. Minor people like the Shizhu Tusi who originally belonged to the Tusi population, especially those with a relatively high degree of Chineseization, were directly counted as Han people.

Of course, unlike later generations, everyone is proud of being Han and wants to be Han even if they cannot speak a word. In fact, the population of these chieftains has not been counted by the Ming Dynasty.

Now there are two cities in the Ming Dynasty with a population of more than one million, namely Jinzhou and Beijing, 50 cities with a population of more than 20, and 47 cities with a population of more than [-]. Of course, this is only the urban population.

In fact, there is another fundamental reason for the increase in population, and that is the rich products, especially the population of Luzon. Now the population of Luzon has officially exceeded 1000 million, reaching more than 190 million.

The immigrants who arrived in Luzon in the early days had at least one thousand acres of land per household. Almost all of them were small landowners. Since they could divide the land after giving birth to children, the more land, the better.Therefore, having more children has become the consensus of almost everyone.

There are nearly 1000 two million people in Luzon, including more than 300 million newborns. This is a very scary number, because the land of the Ming Dynasty has been increasing, and the per capita land ownership is getting more and more, which also forces the Ming Dynasty to enter agriculture. In the age of mechanization, machines are used to obtain high manpower.

At present, a steam-type rotary tiller has been produced in Liaodong. A fire ox (steam engine) can cultivate [-] acres of land every day, which is dozens of times more efficient than an ox, and the fire ox will not tire.

Xiang Hui spent a day in Jinzhou and said to Cheng Shijie: "This is too backward. What have you done in the past few years?"

The things that Cheng Shijie was proud of were not worth mentioning in Xiang Hui's eyes.

"The foundation is too poor, there is nothing we can do!"

Xiang Hui said: "How could there be no way? You don't have the ability to transport machinery from future generations, but you can completely transport knowledge..."

“You don’t know how low the literacy rate is now in Ming Dynasty!”

Cheng Shijie explained: "Now there are more than 2 million people in the Ming Dynasty, and less than 1000 million people can read. If we give them advanced knowledge and can't even find teachers, how can they develop? Today's Ming Dynasty is even more backward than Africa in later generations, at least There is a certain industrial base there!”

Xiang Hui patted Cheng Shijie on the shoulder and said, "You are too conservative!"

“It’s completely possible to work backwards from the small words!”

Xiang Hui said: "The first thing you have to solve is the communication problem. You also have walkie-talkies. Can't you get some military radios? Those old-fashioned, backward electronic products, military-grade communication radios..."

"It's not easy to buy, so look for white gloves!"

Xiang Hui smiled and said, "You can also customize it. Just find a small electronics factory and they can make it. As long as you have the money, nothing is impossible!"

Cheng Shijie started the coolie mode. He would carry the gold from the Ming Dynasty to later generations. But the problem was that if he carried it with all his strength, Cheng Shijie's physical strength would not be able to bear it at most three times a day.

For his own safety, he can only carry five hundred kilograms a day, which is the limit.Looking at the gold in the bank vault, Cheng Shijie also sighed. This gold can make beautiful countries cry. Currently, the world has [-] tons of gold, and beautiful countries have more than [-] tons.

But Cheng Shijie currently holds nearly [-] tons in his hands.

If you want to buy something, you can buy a lot.

With Xiang Hui, the family is in order, and Cheng Shijie has no worries now, so let's do it.

……

In Zhanzhou, a new immigrant camp is rising. After this period of hard work, they burned the grass, reclaimed more than [-] acres of fields, and planted wheat, corn, potatoes, and sweet potatoes.

Since wheat is not adapted to the climate here, it does not grow very well. The most important thing is that they farm according to the 24 solar terms of the Ming Dynasty, but in fact, the climate here is not suitable.

In fact, there is no shortage of food in Zhanzhou, especially kangaroos that are everywhere. Australians don’t like to eat kangaroo meat, and it has a strong smell. It is difficult for future generations of people who are not short of food to accept it. But the problem is , people who came to Zhanzhou relied on sea supplies. Their food came from Luzon or Annan, and some of it was purchased from the Dutch (Indonesia).

It can only ensure that the labor reform prisoners are well fed, but don't expect to eat well. By chance, Wang Yangxi and his friends killed a kangaroo and cooked it directly in a pot. The taste was so sour and refreshing.

When Wang Yangxi was in the capital, he only knew how to eat and play. People who can eat naturally know how to cook. Wang Yangxi used unique seasonings to remove the smell and smell. The kangaroo meat he cooked tasted similar to beef and was very chewy. strength.

As a result, Wang Yangxi, the former young master, became the chef of Zhanzhou, an immigration settlement.

In any era, cooks are never hungry, and they cannot be offended. Although they do not have the power to distribute food and do not need to use the spoon, if you offend them, they dare to spit into the dishes and add random things.

Wang Yangxi's status has risen steadily.

Chen Dachun still liked to talk to Wang Yangxi. He turned to Wang Yangxi who was cooking kangaroo meat and said, "The higher ups have issued an order to turn our camp into a town, and ten hundred households will be established. What is the name of our town?"

Wang Yangxi thought for a while and said: "My ancestral home is Ba County, why not call this place Xinba Town!"

"This is a guard, why do you call it your ancestral home?"

Chen Dachun said: "My ancestral home is Nancheng, Henan, so it's called Xinfang Town!"

"It's up to you, it's just a name!"

During the conversation between the two, the name of a town was determined, so it became Xinfang Town. Several reform-through-labor prisoners with stone carving skills carved the three characters "Xinfang Town" on a huge stone.

Xinfang Town is just an empty structure, with only Wang Yangxi and others, generally more than 300 people. The ratio of men to women is about the same, with slightly fewer women.

Wang Yangxi saw another group of new people arriving, and his mood improved inexplicably.

"What are you doing standing around here? If you want to eat meat, just do it yourself. There are no servants here to serve you!"

Although this guy had a very bad attitude and there was no hope of him giving a good look, the prisoners still cheered and took action.

Most of these guys are young men, and they can't do heavy work, but they are better at eating, drinking and having fun.There are quite a few who are proficient in cooking. These guys use knives to skin and disembowel the kangaroo quickly, take out the internal organs, clean them, chop them into pieces and put them into the pot. Their knife skills and craftsmanship are no less than those of chefs.

Wang Yangxi realized the freedom of kangaroo meat and seafood in Xinfang Town. Having a full meal does not mean happiness.

It was getting dark, and everyone was exhausted. They crawled into the wooden house and soon fell asleep.

But Wang Yangxi couldn't sleep. He lay on the bed and stared at the roof of the wooden house with wide eyes. He was upset and not sleepy at all.In the middle of the night, weeping sounds came from the neighboring wooden house. A poor guy was crying, and he was crying very sadly.

Hearing the other party crying, Wang Yangxi also had the urge to cry. He came from a scholarly family, and his father Wang Yingxiong was in a high position. He was born with a golden key in his mouth. No matter where he went, there were people holding it. He had endless money to spend and enjoyed it endlessly. All the wine and beautiful women, how comfortable it is.

However, now he is exiled to a place he has never heard of, thousands of miles away from home. He doesn't know if he can go back in this life. How can he not be sad when he thinks of all the things in his hometown?But there is no use being sad, he must pay the price for the mistakes Wang Yingxiong made!

Can I go back in this life?

I don't know, but I have to stick to it.Only by persevering can there be hope of returning home. If you die, there is no hope at all!
He didn't know when he fell asleep. After a drowsy sleep, the whistle blew, and the soldier shouted from one cabin to another with a thunderous voice: "Get up, it's dawn! Get up and run!"

The people who were exiled in Zhanzhou were all under military management and there was absolutely no freedom. Even though there were female labor reform prisoners not far away, they did not dare to strike up a conversation, let alone make a move.

Those soldiers would not be polite to them.

Wang Yangxi was used to it, but the new young master couldn't stand it. There was a sudden mourning, and many people had just fallen asleep!
The soldiers who urged them to get up were a group of impatient guys. They carried a whip made of canvas and filled with fine sand. They looked at the wooden houses one by one to see which ones were still dragging their feet and refused to get up. Yes, he whipped it directly, and the screams continued...

Except for those who were really sick and could not afford to go to bed, those who could get up were driven out, then lined up and started running under the leadership of the officers.

Several big-headed soldiers chased after them, and when they saw which one was last, they would kick them in the butt and chew the shit out of them, yelling: "Hurry up!"

One unlucky guy was beaten to tears and ran away while crying.

Five kilometers is a compulsory course, and now Wang Yangxi is used to it. After he finishes running, he has to cook. This is his job. Breakfast is relatively simple, and lunch is also simple.

Wang Yangxi was happy because he didn't have to be exposed to the sun, but those unlucky ones were different. Under the leadership of the officers, they began to make some simple tools and prepare to build a house.

Conditions were limited, so they could only build brick houses, and the bricks were mud bricks. Under the command of the whips of the soldiers, the exiles dug out a large amount of yellow mud, mixed it with water to make mud, and then pressed the mud into molds. The mud bricks are ready.

This kind of mud brick needs to be dried for a long time before it can be used until it is completely dry.This is hard work. This kind of simple brick requires a lot of mud. Not to mention other things, just the work of digging soil and carrying water can break a person's waist!

Some people also built simple cellars under the command of the whip, made tiles from mud, dried them and burned them inside. When the fire was extinguished, they took them out and they were all red-hot.

Of course, since you want to build a house, you need wood, and the nearest woods are more than ten miles away. Cutting down trees has become the most feared job for everyone. The wood is extremely heavy, and you have to carry it. Walking more than ten miles is a tiring pace!

The soldiers divided them into three groups and took turns cutting down trees. No one could escape, so every day a group of people became exhausted.

Thanks to their hard work, Xinfang Town rose from a barren land, built the town walls, dug trenches, and built watchtowers.

Fortunately, the people of the Ming Dynasty were very vigilant. A month and a half after their arrival, the indigenous people finally appeared, with thousands of people covering the mountains and plains. However, the Ming Royal Army was not a vegetarian. After only a few shots, the indigenous people were scared away.

Xinfang Town finally welcomed the full ten hundred households, but before they could get happy, another order was issued from above: "In view of Comrade Chen Dachun's excellent work and completion of the task ahead of schedule, Xinfang Town will be upgraded to Xinfang Town from now on." In Fang County, Chen Dachun serves as the director of the New Side Executive Committee and the commander of the New Side garrison battalion!"

Chen Dachun wanted to cry but had no tears. (End of chapter)