Emperor Ming Dynasty

The state of Qi is richer than imagined.

The houses are lined up in rows, the streets are neat and wide, and although the people are a little simple, they are still complete.

King Xiang couldn't help but praise: "Brother Wang manages the country well, I really admire him!"

"Governing a country relies on ministers and resources!"

King Qi smiled and said truthfully without any hesitation:

"Qi State originally only had about 20 people, but it has developed rapidly in the past two years. Thanks to the discovery of gold mines, we can earn an extra [-] yuan or [-] a year, so we can move people here on a large scale!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the passers-by wearing coarse linen clothes and said: "The imperial court is too far away, so I basically came here with half of the Qin people."

"Although they are not as good as the Han people, they are much better than the savages. At least they can cultivate the land, weave cloth, and listen to the government."

"Nowadays, my country of Qi has an annual income of 50 yuan. Although it is not as good as Jiangnan, it still has a lot of surplus..."

Listening to his brother's self-praise, King Xiang couldn't help but show envy and sighed: "Brother's Qi State and Qin State are quite different."

"What's going on with Qin?" King Qi suddenly asked after hearing this.

"The Qin State has conquered the Lao State and is suppressing the rebellion!"

King Xiang said casually: "Compared with Qi, the Qin State is too complicated. There are all kinds of people and tens of thousands of troops are standing on standby, just to suppress the rebellion."

"That's true!" Qi Guo said with a smile: "Although our Qi State is small, it is still peaceful. Although I didn't lay the bricks and tiles myself, there is not much difference."

He naturally had no objection to Qin's attack on Laos.

After all, in the past two years, he also destroyed the Sulu Kingdom with the help of the Luzon Navy, which was half a pound to half a pound.

As the carriage moved forward, King Xiang peered at the scene of Linzi City and admired it from time to time.

Compared with Hanoi City, which is mixed with Annan, Linzi completely adopts Ming-style architecture, which can be said to be exactly the same as Nanjing and very close.

Compared with those in Qin, the clothes of the common people were thinner. There were not many long robes, but the characteristic fine linen clothes could be seen everywhere.

Immediately, he glanced at his elder brother, King Qi.

His robes also seemed particularly thin.

Seeing his eyes, King Qi didn't know what he was thinking. He opened the corner of the curtain and said casually: "In Qi State, it is even hotter than Qin State, so the clothes are quite different from those in Ming Dynasty."

"Silk is breathable and not expensive for me, but it is expensive and tight for ordinary people and even officials. They can only wear fine linen."

"Therefore, most people only had one single coat, and the collar and cuffs were reduced to prevent them from being scratched by vegetation. Fine linen was also comfortable to wear, so it became popular..."

As he said that, he tugged on his clothes: "I only have two pieces on me now. If I hadn't taken care of you, I would usually only have one piece!"

Hearing this, King Xiang also laughed: "Second brother, I don't have much on me. I was taught a lesson in Qin. I thought I would come over to see you, so I put on more clothes. I can't stand the heat." !”

"Hahaha!"

The two brothers looked at each other and smiled, and most of the estrangement disappeared.

On the carriage, the two of them changed into wooden clogs and walked on the ground.

The majestic Qi Palace comes into view.

"Linzi has not yet been built, but the palace has already been built."

King Qi sighed: "If the entire Linzi city cost one million, then the palace cost 50."

"The same goes for your Xiang Palace!"

“If it is not magnificent, it cannot be majestic!”

King Xiang nodded in agreement.

At this time, his thoughts began to spread.

As the legitimate son of the emperor, the imperial court would not neglect the Xiang Kingdom, and would pay him a million dollars, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs was equally serious about it, no less than the imperial court.

Spending 200 million to build a city and palace, especially in a place like Nanyang where there is no shortage of rare wood, is really a big deal.

……

"Crackling-"

Suiyuan, Jiuyuan City.

The prefecture, county, and even the governor, Sun Changzhou, the governor of Jinsui, all arrived outside the city and held a lively event:

Celebrate the completion of the railway track from Jiuyuan to Datong, which is more than [-] miles long.

It took three years.

As early as last year, the railway track from Datong to Beijing was opened to traffic, but the section from Datong to Suiyuan was particularly difficult.

Rails, sleepers, and even laborers are all scarce in the Monan region. If the terrain hadn't been flat, there would have been delays.

Moreover, repairing the railway tracks also involves issues such as pasture, cattle and sheep, and water sources, which can be said to be a complicated situation.

But in order to open this railway track as soon as possible, Suiyuan people really worked hard.

In order to maintain the railway, Suiyuan directly recruited nearly [-] road guards to provide care along the railway line.

There is a road station every thirty miles, and there is a caregiver patrolling every ten miles, which can be said to be extremely serious.

You can't be serious, the grasslands are short of iron, and for this little benefit, I don't know how many people are taking risks!

The herdsmen don’t know what the majesty of the government is.

In addition to the road guards, Suiyuan also divided the responsibilities among the tribes along the way. Once the rails are lost, they will immediately ask the nearby tribes to compensate one by one, unless the thieves are found.

Sun Changzhou squinted his eyes and looked at the railway track that looked like a long dragon. The wind and sand in the grassland made his skin increasingly rough. He couldn't help but say:

"I heard that the imperial court has something called a steam engine. It can run on coal, and there is no need for horses to pull it!"

"Governor, we have the same machine here! We synchronized with Datong and shipped the machine together." Xiong Rulin, the governor of Suiyuan, responded with a smile:
"As long as you add coal on the road, you can keep running. It's much better than a horse."

"As far as I know, this machine can travel thirty miles an hour. It only takes forty hours to get from Suiyuan to Beijing, and 23 hours from Datong to Beijing!"

"Oh? Datong also wants to come?"

Sun Changzhou was stunned for a moment, with a happy smile on his face.

The governor of Jinsui is based in Datong Prefecture, which is [-] miles away from Beijing. In the past, it would take three to five days to walk on the horse-drawn railway.

Now the time has been reduced to about half, which is very convenient.

Horses need to be changed on the horse-drawn railway track, and the horses do not rest, so the number of transfers per day is limited. At most, there will be no spare capacity after five or six times.

Even so, for safety reasons, he rarely walks at night to prevent accidents, and he only travels no more than 150 miles a day.

"I heard this is what I heard!" Xiong Rulin said with a chuckle: "The completion of the railway track this time is of great significance, so the imperial court is very willing to invest in the steam engine. After all, the capital has become popular, and it is our turn."

"With the speed you mentioned, can you walk at night?"

It was especially hard for Sun Changzhou to believe that as one gets older, it is difficult to accept new things completely. It was still unbelievable.

"You can also run at night." Xiong Rulin took the trouble to explain: "No matter that there will be a small car in front of the sports car to try to guide the way, a machine made of iron is much stronger than a horse, and it is not afraid of collision!"

"Huh!" Sun Changzhou couldn't help but agree as he thought about the endless car crashes.

After horse-drawn railways became popular, countless people and animals were hit, so much so that there were cases of trains overturning every two or three months, which made people feel uneasy.

After all, a horse's hoof is so fragile that a slight collision would be dangerous.

Today's steam engines are slower, but they are made of iron and can run at night, so the time is actually shortened.

A group of civil and military officials looked at the railway tracks with genuine smiles on their faces.

With this, it is much more convenient to travel to Beijing, and there is no need to sleep in the open air.

The closer you are to Beijing, the closer you are to power and the brighter your future.

Sun Changzhou shrank his neck, feeling the cold air on the grassland. The Mid-Autumn Festival had just passed, and the grassland had become cold. It was really outrageous.

He looked at Xiong Rulin and said directly:
"The imperial court originally planned to build a project from Jiuyuan to the west to Alxa, and even to Urumqi and Ili, but the distance is short, but everything is scarce!"

"Therefore, the imperial court decided to build from Ganzhou to Tugaochang (Turpan) first, and then to Urumiqi and Yili..."

Xiong Rulin sighed in his heart. If it really leads to Alxa, he doesn't know how much effort Suiyuan will have to save.

But he had a long-term vision and a political mind, and immediately said: "Governor, is the provincial government of Anxi really going to be moved to Yili? Is this a little too far west?"

As the winter pasture of the Heshuote tribe, Urumqi is only a few hundred miles away from Gaochang. It is also located in the center of the Northern Xinjiang Basin, so its location is very important.

Moving to Yili was hard for him to figure out.

In this regard, Sun Changzhou pondered for a moment and then said: "In the past, the stability of Anxi was naturally considered. Now that the Liao and Zhao countries have been sealed off, the greatest danger to Anxi is to the north and west."

"To maintain close contact with the vassal state and take care of the Kazakh Khanate and Rakshasa people, Ili is the most suitable!"

"I understand!" Xiong Rulin nodded in agreement.

Despite this explanation, he believed that the Rakshasa people were not something to be afraid of. I am afraid that the court was worried about the instability of Zhao and Liao, so they could provide support at any time!

Sun Changzhou lost interest and returned to the city in a carriage. Naturally, all the civil and military officials returned with him.

What's there to see in the bare rails is less important than a hair on the Governor's leg.

But for many herders, so many railroad tracks are enough to make their eyes green.

But facing the road guards on horseback holding sabers, all of them could only stop and turn away.

Only a thousand finishing workers gathered around the railway, looking forward to it.

Meng En (Silver) is among them.

As a poor herder, his situation was quite difficult among the growing population of the grasslands.

Naturally, the family's pastures, cattle and sheep are out of his reach. If he has any outstanding archery, riding skills, or wrestling, even if he participates in the Naadam Conference, he will not be far away.

If nothing else happens, he will either become a lama or go to a nobleman's house to herd cattle, lose his freedom, become a long-term laborer, and then marry a woman who is also a long-term laborer.

Unwilling to do so, he waited until the railway tracks were built. For money and food, he joined the road construction army.

Food and accommodation are included, and monthly salary is [-] cents.

Although the price is low, it is not cheap on the grassland, and it is a way out for him.

After receiving salary for two years, it was suddenly coming to an end. How could he be willing to accept it?
What's more, the last month's wages haven't been paid yet!
While more than a thousand people were waiting, after accompanying the officials, a fat man came on horseback, followed by a dozen burly men.

The fat man didn't hesitate and said directly: "Follow me to the city to pay money later."

As soon as the cheers started, they were suppressed.

Meng En also stopped cheering and looked at the steward of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Most of them are old people who have been working for a year and a half, or even longer. I won't be nagging."

The fat man said in a deep voice: "After the imperial court has finished building this road, it is going to go to Shaanxi to build another road. At that time, in addition to those short-term workers, skilled workers will also be needed."

"As the saying goes, don't use raw materials if they are cooked. I am going to take them to Shaanxi to build railways."

"When the time comes, it will be one yuan a month, including food and accommodation!"

The doubled salary makes people unable to help themselves.

Meng En was naturally excited.

During his two years of career, he learned Chinese, so he naturally understood it clearly.

One yuan a month is 12 yuan a year...

Even though prices are high on the grassland, this is still a large amount of money, at least enough for him to buy seven or eight sheep.

Seeing everyone's interest, the fat man continued: "Follow me, you guys, and then you can go to Anxi to buy a cheap pasture and let your sheep graze freely!"

These words completely ignited the hearts of these single men.

After Meng En received his last month's salary, he bought some gifts and returned home.

As a herdsman like Tongli, his family is not big, with three Mongolian robes, one for his elder brother and his family, one for his parents, and one for his brothers and sisters.

"This is five pounds of salt and two pounds of tea, which is enough for us to eat for half a year."

Faced with this gift, everyone in the family was very happy and happily ate a pot of mutton stew.

Immediately, Meng En talked about his departure: "I want to go somewhere else to start a family and leave here!"

The whole family agreed with his idea.

The Mongolian grassland is limited by poor resources. It is the most normal thing to separate families. Even tribes will be separated if the population grows too much.

Looking at his ignorant brothers, Meng En said: "Abu, I heard that after going to the Lama Temple, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking, and your family will be able to accumulate merit!"

"My family is very poor, can you give me a try?"

"Really?" The old man looked happy. It is the best thing to be able to bear the pressure of raising children and accumulate merit for the family: "But I heard that you have to contribute money for sesame oil..."

"It's only one dollar, I'm out of it!" Meng En gritted his teeth and said, "This is a good thing, so I have to go."

As time went by, the Yellow Sect became more and more popular in Suiyuan, and lamas began to practice in Qianhu District.

This is the three-monastery policy that Suiyuan has implemented for a long time.

That is, Buddhist temple, official temple (yamen), and academic temple (social science), the three are integrated.

There must be government offices and schools next to Buddhist temples, and there must be Lama temples near government offices. They are closely connected and indispensable.

The Yamen rewarded part of the land as temple property, and the temples relied on faith to protect the authority of the Yamen. The schools popularized education and spread Confucianism.

For Lama temples, everyone is willing to send their children and grandchildren into the temple, but there are too many monks, so there is a one-dollar threshold to prevent not having enough money for incense and food.

No more, no less, no matter how hard you grit your teeth, you can afford it.

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