MTL - Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei-Chapter 645 Liao Province and the Storm
Just when the emperor was thinking, the door of the palace was pushed open, the wind and snow poured backwards, and then Erdezi walked in quickly, covered with snow and wind.
"Your Majesty, news from Quanzhou has arrived."
A file was also handed to the emperor.
The emperor picked it up and flipped through a few pages, and the wanton and lawlessness of the book came into view with extreme clarity.
Just a few glances, the emperor put it aside, the result of the matter is already doomed.
Since it has started, there must be an explanation.
Wu Xun's explanation is already doomed. The only thing that is uncertain now is what kind of explanation will Liu Qiyuan give?
And this explanation will also mean how far this case will spread.
Is it to stop at the erosion of the sea and territory, or is it implicated in the center?
Thoughts flickered. The emperor rubbed his forehead, and then he forced his mind down. Governing a big country is like cooking small fresh food. Haste is not enough, but these years, everything has been too fast and too deformed. It is not a moment to adjust. power.
The thoughts were silent, and the sound of flipping the paper reminded me again that the emperor was once again immersed in this never-ending state affairs.
Compared to the extent of the emperor's case, outside the palace, this sudden change caused a lot of trouble.
On the occasion of the New Year, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Municipal Shipping Department, and the Taxation Department have drawn up an inspection team* in just two days.
As the only pillar of Wu Xun in Beijing, the residence of Duke Yasukuni was once again plunged into hustle and bustle.
Literature and martial arts, new and old, when the fog dissipated and the bayonet was red, all the forces sitting on the sidelines ended one after another.
As for the Son of Heaven, it was the first time since he took power that he did not end up arbitrarily ruling the order, but instead sat high on the clouds, overlooking the intricacies of this order.
This alone is doomed to the special significance of this major case. From conquering the world to ruling the world, the emperor is also slowly adapting to the changes in this general environment.
After all, the order to rule a country must have good adaptive ability, not all tied to one person.
at this point. The Son of Heaven saw it very clearly.
The emperor never ended, which means that this major case is far different from the previous major cases. The emperor himself went off the stage with a table-shattering punch, but everything was enclosed within the law of order.
No matter how big the turmoil is, it can't affect the order outside the case.
In the entire Daheng world, except for the order involved in the case, everything else is still moving forward steadily.
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In the winter of the new year, the mighty migratory people, after a long journey for several months, seem to have already arrived under Shanhaiguan.
The former Beidixiongguan, which has gone through countless blood and fires, Shanhaiguan, with the pacification of the Liaozhen Houjin, its strategic position seems to have slipped in a straight line.
Shanhai Town, which once covered dozens of counties after Shanhaiguan, has long since been revoked.
Today, Shanhaiguan, the strategic defense function, has also been completely degraded. At its peak, the military majesty scene with guns like forests and swords like seas has also become more and more stable with Liao Province, and it will never return. …. .
! Up to now, the function of Shanhaiguan has also changed from a strategic location to an important place for tax cards.
The rapid development of Liao Province, which is in a state of waste and waiting for development, and under various policies of the imperial court's continuous blood transfusion, has brought about a siphonic commercial effect, which is obviously not small.
And the channel leading to Liao Province, in addition to passing through the natural corridor of Shanhaiguan, is only by sea.
Of course, if you start from the northern Xinjiang and take a detour through the vast grasslands and the Gobi desert, there is still a way to go.
But obviously, for business, even if it is smuggling and detouring thousands of miles, it is bound to make ends meet.
In this way, Shanhaiguan's function is to transform from a strategic location to a commercial hub in this commercial development.
Even though it is snowing in the winter, there is a hustle and bustle both inside and outside of Shanhaiguan.
But today, Shanhaiguan City, the most prosperous city in the past, was completely under martial law, and business travelers could only choose to pass through the two wings on both sides of the city.
Under the gate of martial law, there is a scene of hot migratory people camping and resting. In Shanhaiguan, the firewood and coal that had been prepared, and trucks after trucks of food were transported into the camp under the guard of soldiers and generals, and finally distributed to the hands of each family who migrated.
Teams of bonfires were burning in the wind and snow, and the tents were swaying in the wind and snow. Countless people, wrapped in the thick coats issued by the imperial court, or leaned against the fire, Or curled up in a dilapidated tent, but without exception, they are all numb.
Officials led the soldiers, pushing pots of boiled potatoes and vegetable porridge, shuttled through the camp, and distributed food to the migrating people.
Everything, although it seems very bleak, but no matter what, the order still clearly exists.
After a busy day, Du Yinxi and his subordinate officials just got out a little bit until twilight approached, and sat around the bonfire with a few colleagues, each with a bowl of hot porridge, and rested for a while before the officials could not bear it. Live with emotion.
"Yeah, soon."
Du Yinxi looked at Shanhaiguan in the snow and sighed with emotion, and then he looked at the colleagues next to him. Their official robes were all tattered, and they were all unshaven and frosty. They said they were refugees. No one will believe it.
An official asked curiously, "Master Du, I heard that you used to work in Liao Province?"
"After the imperial examination, I was assigned to be a magistrate, and then I was directly transferred to Shaanxi..."
Speaking of the past, Du Yinxi can't hide his emotion. Having worked in Liao Province, he naturally knows that although Liao Province is a bitter and cold land, if it is developed well, it will be a great treasure land that is not weaker than the former Guanzhong Plain!
The reason why it has been sparsely populated is simply because of the turmoil and the cold weather!
Now under the rule of Daheng ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Liao Province has been pacified, and cold-resistant crops have also been promoted. In addition, the court has supported Liao Province with various policies for many years, and now there is only one factor restricting the development of Liao Province.
That's the population!
And this problem...
Duyin Tin Huan looked at the endless bonfire flickering, and the numb faces couldn't help but shook his head.
The price is still small.
After a few months of migration, the number of dead people recorded in the records has reached three hundred, and the number of injured is even more difficult to count.
But it is very clear that, with the journey of thousands of miles and the migration of nearly 100,000 people, it is almost a miracle that the death toll can be controlled to the number of 100.
The protection of the prefectures and counties along the way, the protection of each health center, the overall order of the overall planning, supervision, inspection...
Under the current conditions, it can be said that it has achieved a very good level.
As for casualties, many of them cannot be changed by human beings.
Sitting in the car every day, he felt a little unbearable, let alone walking thousands of miles.
And all the people, who travel thousands of miles, almost rely on one pair of feet...
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