Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 520 Incentives

The battle is over, all Song Qingshu can do is pay benefits.

On the third day after arriving in Tainan, a grand celebration was quickly held in the former Zelanzha and now the new town. Although it was impossible to move all the settlers here, with the appeal of the West India Company, 8 people were still gathered. Wan Duo, and none of the volunteers who participated in the Battle of the Gaoliang River that day were left behind. Even the wounded were pushed by doctors and nurses in wheelchairs.

Tens of thousands of people sat around the square in an oval shape. At the end of the square, the table cloth several meters high and tens of meters long was also pulled away. Many people had seen Yuer's charity performance in Nanzhili before. Such a lineup, It makes everyone's heart itchy. After all, there is still a lack of entertainment facilities in this era. The most lively time of the year is the New Year's Eve show. We have just experienced a wave of crisis, and everyone wants to vent their hearts.

What is even more exciting is that I heard that the commander-in-chief will come to the venue tonight. Among the reclamation households in Taiwan, Song Qingshu is not only the commander-in-chief of Lianghuai, but also the only leader in everyone's heart. There are days without tomorrow, food and clothing for every family, and even a little savings, all brought by him.

I had dinner at the group cafeteria in Xincheng earlier, and it was only around [-] o'clock in the evening, and the crowd had already entered the venue to grab a good seat. The system is set for people. It was originally planned to start at about [-] o'clock, but the audience arrived early. With such enthusiasm, the performance also kicked off ahead of schedule.

A burst of golden music sounded, and the noisy venue instantly became quiet. Immediately amidst the exclamation of the crowd, two rows of twelve red lanterns with a diameter of three meters swayed with the breeze, and unexpectedly flew up slowly. The two huge red pillars formed by lanterns are magnificently erected on both sides of the curtain, making the immigrants who have not experienced the vision of the big scene grow their mouths.

With a bang, the curtain opened, and Song Qingshu also made his appearance amidst screams.

To say that people are really forced out, ten years ago, he would not dare to stand in the student union for elections, but now, facing tens of thousands of people, tens of thousands of people, he has no feeling on the contrary.

Wearing a set of Wen Shanjia, leading Zhang Huangyan and the others, under the light of more than a dozen light curtains focused by mirrors, Song Qingshu hugged his fists to the crowd with a serious face.

"Reclamation employees of the West India Company, I am your boss, Song Qingshu!"

He learned from the later generation Jiang Guangtou that as long as he can see it, Song Qingshu hangs his sketch portrait on it. His understanding is that only those who let everyone know can be called leaders. Like Emperor Chongzhen who left the Forbidden City, not many people know him. He, although this has increased his chances of being assassinated, the effect is really good. At least it is really difficult to find someone who doesn't know him on the spot.

However, the characters in the usual paintings actually came before my eyes, and the effect it brought was sensational. From the front row to the back row, the sensational cheers lasted for more than a minute, especially the dozen or so small people crowded in front. Girl, seeing Song Qingshu waving at them, she fainted from excitement.

Fame is really hotter than any big idol. It was only when Song Qingshu lowered his hand for the third time that the cheers stopped. Immediately, under the stunned eyes of the crowd, Song Qingshu actually bowed heavily to everyone.

It’s nothing for the leaders of later generations to bow 70 meters, but these days, it’s taboo for the venerable, sometimes K taboos the life of the emperor, and sometimes even famous people in history have to be renamed. Although Song Qingshu can’t be called a king, he can still be regarded as a tyrant Yes, I can see him bowing to himself, these refugee settlers, who are more grassroots than grassroots, opened their mouths in disbelief for a while.

Compared with the leaders of the later generations who held the meeting, Song Qingshu's bow seemed much more sincere. Under the astonished eyes of the crowd, he bent down for a few seconds before Song Qingshu got up. The voice spread throughout the venue again.

"I, Song Qingshu, am grateful to have employees like you!"

"It's really dangerous this time. Outside, there are red-haired tigers staring at us. There are unnaturalized mountain people beside us. It's almost like our reclamation base will be destroyed. But it's you, it's you who are here. Dare to stand up at critical moments, dare to fight to the death with those vicious robbers, dare to defend our common homeland! I am here on behalf of the company's senior management, thank you all!"

"Big guy!"

Many people in the venue were witnesses. Many people lost their relatives in the battle of Gaoliang River, but now their sacrifice has been affirmed. People of this era are so simple, and many people even burst into tears with excitement. Standing up, he waved his hands frantically at Song Qingshu again.

There was another burst of endless cheers, and it took a long time to subside under Song Qingshu's pressure. Immediately, an even more unexpected scene appeared again.

Pulling the horizontal team, Li Laobai, Li Xiaohei, Wu Dabangchui and more than 30 people actually waited for the big red flower to also walk onto the stage. Unlike Song Qingshu, it was the first time for them to experience such a crowd. He was trembling, and he almost stumbled when he was walking, and he got better after being kicked by Li Laobai, but he scolded his son, Li Laobai himself also had weak calves.

Lining up in front of Song Qingshu, Li Laobai knelt down with a thud, and was about to kowtow in excitement, so panicked that Song Qingshu hurriedly pulled him up with a stride. He raised his hand high.

"Don't kneel, today, you are a hero!"

Holding Li Laobai's hand, Song Qingshu strode to the front stage again, shouting loudly at the crowd.

"You are all very brave, everyone is glorious, but I believe that when everyone is retreating, such as Li Laobai and Wu Bangchui, only they are willing to stand up. They are the real brave!"

Verbal praise alone makes people excited for a while and they don't think about it. Only real rewards can encourage people to continue to move forward. Then, Song Qingshu showed the benefits.

"Everyone treats the company as their own family, and the West India Company also treats everyone as family members. They will be rewarded for their merits! Li Laobai, Wu Bangchui and the others were promoted to be commercial commissioners of the West India Company, with an annual salary of 200 taels. North of Zhuoshui River, the company The newly reclaimed Tianzhuang is one for each person, and they can operate it by themselves, and the property rights belong to them entirely!"

"And every employee who participated in the war that day will be rewarded with 200 acres. In the north of Zhuoshui River, the company will provide all construction costs. Three households will form a farm, and the benefits from the operation will belong to you! [-] taels of silver will be given to those killed in battle. The field doubled!"

These words made the crowd completely excited. Why did they live overseas in Taiwan? Isn’t it just in Daming? Didn’t they have a foothold?If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't survive, who would want to go overseas and own their own land? This is the wish from the heart of every farmer. Now, after fighting hard for Song Qingshu, this wish has come true!

Thirty acres of land, a cow, wives and children on the kang, this is the happiness of Chinese people in this era!
The later performances were a little bit unstoppable, even if Yu'er appeared on stage, she couldn't hold back the scene, because the crowd was too excited, and the settlers who owned the granted land were excitedly and anxiously discussing how to manage their business, but they didn't dare to go to the battlefield when they fled that day The reclamation households have regrets, and they keep patting their thighs in regret. Why didn't they have the courage to work hard for more than ten years!

After distributing the benefits, Song Qingshu took his subordinates out knowingly. With him, after all, people can't let go, and they don't want to play. enough.

However, following Song Qingshu back to the Governor's Mansion in Xincheng, Zhang Huangyan was frowning all the way, muttering to Song Qingshu as he walked.

"Marshal, although our prefecture and three counties seem to be very prosperous now, the hidden danger is still too great. Like this time, each of us has a sugarcane knife and chopped down all the vicious mountain barbarians like that. What if someday these settlements If households rebel, aren't we in big trouble?"

"According to what I see, should the sugarcane knife be banned?"

This is probably the consistent thinking of all Chinese officials from ancient times to the present, but this is what Song Qingshu hates the most. He is not even allowed to bring a fruit knife on the train. It is said that Chinese people in later generations are indifferent and dare not catch thieves when they see , who doesn't even have a small blade in his hand, who has the guts to do it?If he was injured, he paid out of his own pocket, maybe he would not appreciate it. Hearing Zhang Huangyan's words, Song Qingshu immediately shook his head heavily.

"Banned knives? Only a few households in the Yuan Dynasty are allowed to use a kitchen knife. Isn't it because the copper man of Mo Dao has one eye? If this thing comes out of the world, it will be reversed? As long as the company can achieve development and continue to bring happiness to employees, who will it be?" Will you rebel? If you think so, you are not qualified as a manager, you must know the people's wall, not the wall!"

"What the commander-in-chief taught me is that the subordinate knows his mistake."

After being scolded, Zhang Huangyan immediately drooped his head in depression, but during this period of time, it was hard for him to support the entire Taiwan government by himself, not to mention that he also defeated the Dutch. Immediately he changed the subject.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, the autumn harvest is coming soon, how are you preparing the things I asked you to prepare?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Huangyan, who was still full of depression just now, immediately became prosperous again.

"Follow me, Commander!"

Entered through the side door of the Governor's Mansion, walked around to the warehouse, took the key to open the door, and a scent of rice came over his face. Zhang Huangyan excitedly tore open a pocket again, and Bai Shengsheng's rice flowed out like pearls.

A grain pier is about five hundred dan. Song Qingshu raised his eyes and saw that the entire warehouse was densely packed with such grain pier. I don't know how many there are.

Looking back to the north, a sinister smile rippled on his face.

(End of this chapter)