Hearing that his proposal was rejected by Luo Shizhi, Fang Yuegong was really speechless. He couldn't even walk now because he didn't know why Xiong Dao paid such a high price.

Regarding this matter, Xiong Dao will naturally not tell the indigenous people the truth - the people in time travel now view the people "under the rule" with the mentality of a shadow government.

Projects such as building roads and bridges are the basic responsibilities of the government. If they are not done now, they will still be done in the future. Invest early and make profits early. Like education, the biggest beneficiary of any public project is always the government, let alone cross-country

The public is still a combination of government and super-capitalists.

After seeing that Fang Fuzun was confused, Luo Shizhi finally told him another reason that Xiong Dao told him to reassure him.

"Relocation?" This was the request that Fang Yuegong finally heard.

"Yes, relocate the people!" Luo Shizhi explained with a smile: "Building the seawall requires a large number of people. The fourth eldest brother might as well postpone the corvee collection at that time, gather the homeless beggars on the spot, and provide work instead of relief. In this way, the people will be relieved.

The danger of change is the same as the merit of living people."

Speaking of this, Luo Shizhi finally showed his fox tail: "As for after the seawall is built, it will be a disaster to keep this generation, the mud-legged ones are used to causing trouble, so we might as well give them all to Mr. Xiong and send them to Yizhou to open up wasteland.

"

"How brave!" Fang Yuegong felt a big stone fall to the ground at this moment, but then he spoke of the price again like a conditioned reflex: "If all the people under my rule are sent to a foreign land, what crime should a person named Xiong deserve!?"

"This...Xiong, with the dignity of governor, sent hundreds of thousands of hungry people to Yizhou last year, leaving countless people alive. He must be guilty."

"Emmmm", after Fang Yuegong heard this silly and slap-in-the-face remark, he was a little stuck for a moment and didn't know what to say.

"Fourth eldest brother, Mr. Xiong gave you as much money as sea water to help you build the seawall and leave a lasting legacy. The reason for helping you, such a once-in-a-lifetime good thing, is just to move some refugees to your homeland. Xiong Wencan knows both public and private matters,

You are a government official as big as a sesame seed, why do you think you are a big clove of garlic?"

"Uh..." Fang Yuegong was a little embarrassed at this time. He has a soft mouth and short hands for taking people. In fact, compared with the political cost he imagined, sending some refugees to settle down in the border area afterwards

A small amount of effort is really too little for Fang Yuegong.

In fact, in all dynasties, there has been a saying of "relocating people to the frontier". Criminals, refugees and even sons-in-law were the main occupations sent to the frontier.

Now that Mr. Cao has surrendered to the imperial court and has become a military general with a full set of imperial edicts, the Yizhou he developed with his own hands can be regarded as a frontier of the imperial court to a certain extent.

Based on this theory, transporting some refugees who cannot survive to the border military guards, at least in terms of policy, gives the operators a legal basis.

So after Fang Yuegong was reminded by Luo Shizhi just now, he immediately realized the operational idea of ​​​​this matter: "relocate people to the border area."

After recalling the content in the Di newspaper last year about Xiong Wencan's solution to the drought-stricken people, Fang Yuegong already had some thoughts in his heart, and he spoke softly: "Well, as a parent from the same place, I can't bear to see it.

The people were displaced and their flesh and blood were separated.”

"It's a joke. Those who go to Yizhou are living a good life. It's better than waiting to die here." Luo Shizhi looked contemptuous at this time: "There are already hundreds of thousands of people in Fujian, Zhejiang and Guangdong working and farming in Yizhou.

If life was hard, wouldn't those idiots have come back early?"

"Maybe they are holding it back and not letting it go."

"Fourth eldest brother, you are telling the truth. Yizhou never allows people to come and go, but after those people come to the port, they will call friends, bring their families, and never look back. Brother, if you don't believe it, wait for you

The truth will be revealed when our confidants come back."

"In that case, I can keep my words in mind." Fang Yuegong has agreed mentally now, but his body is still resisting: "The fifty thousand taels of silver should be used to help your Mr. Xiong support his family. Don't come to me afterwards.

, I didn’t return it even after I found it.”

"It's easy to say, the port has been collecting accounts recently, and there is so much money that I can't put it down." Luo Shiyi had a prepared smile on his face: "Is fifty thousand enough? If not, my little brother will send another fifty thousand tomorrow!"

"Is this true!?"

"True gold."

"Why is this...?"

"Master Xiong said that if the fourth eldest brother is interested, it will not be a problem to send another 580,000 silver. Once the brother receives the silver, he can start to handle the 'real border' matter. He only needs to send it to Yizhou

Twenty thousand people, the money has been settled, and the rest belongs to the fourth eldest brother."

"Asshole! If this happens, wouldn't I be the prefect of adult trafficking?"

"It's better than asking for help from the magistrate, right? Look at how poor you were yesterday. Do you still want to build a seawall?"

"Stay here, stay here, let me think about it again."

"What are you still thinking about? Such a good thing can't be found anywhere even with a lantern..."

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Just as Xiong Dao's silver bullet offensive was hitting Songjiang Mansion, the Land Deed Alliance also made adjustments according to the situation.

As for the Songjiang government office, the Land Deed Alliance immediately rejected Fang Yuegong's decision.

What a joke, it’s just a matter of sending an official to harass Xiong Dao for a few days, so that he has no time to send people to burn the mulberry garden. For this little work, Fang Yuegong actually dared to ask for an additional eight cents of silver per acre of land."

"Seawall donation" condition, this is really frustrating and crazy!

After scolding Fang Yuegong, a nine-headed man from Hubei, who was cunning and unworthy of being a human being, the Land Deed Alliance unanimously decided to abandon the path of Songjiang Prefecture and rely on their own efforts to tide over the difficulties.

The so-called self-reliance is actually very simple: from now on, the tenants of the manor must organize themselves and guard their mulberry gardens and fish ponds all night long to avoid being harmed by Xiong Dao's men again.

This kind of action similar to that of a patrol also requires resources. A large number of tenants guard the patrol day and night. Whether it is fuel or grain, the cost always needs to be subsidized by the owner.

Of course, these costs are nothing compared to the taxes paid by Hubei people. After all, this kind of high-intensity confrontation does not need to last for a long time, and everyone can afford it by gritting their teeth. In addition, the newly joined hawk Jin Shen Huang in the alliance

After the master said that he had half a warehouse of old rice that could be used to support everyone, the morale of the alliance suddenly increased again.

While the defense was being prepared, another envoy from the alliance also came to Sanshan Island.

The 800-mile Taihu Lake borders Wuxi to the north, Suzhou to the east, and spans the two provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It has beautiful scenery, a blend of sky and water, mountains outside the mountains, and lakes within the lake. It is indeed a geomantic treasure place where bandits gather and hide soldiers.

Sanshan Island is located in Taihu Lake in the southwest of Suzhou. It is a mountain island with one large and two small islands.

There are about 40 to 50 large and small islands in the middle of Taihu Lake, and Sanshan Island is strategically located at the junction of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. It has always been the choke point for Jiangsu, Shanghai and Hangzhou waterway transportation, so bandits often use this place to make their rounds and patrol in all directions.

Since it is such an important place, the residents of Sanshan Island are naturally inseparable from bandits. In the Ariake area, there are more permanent residents on Sanshan Island. In addition to fishing, they also join gangs and go out to do other things.

One vote has become a daily routine in my spare time.

Historically, there was an average of one temple every 0.18 square kilometers in Sanshan Island. On the small island, there are actually more than ten temples, temples, and nunneries, which shows how fierce the disputes over beliefs were in the land of Sanwu.

fierce.

Today, in an abandoned nunnery on the main island of Sanshan, a conference is taking place.

Dozens of men wearing brown shorts and wearing short swords at their waists are standing in a circle around the Buddhist altar in the temple. These participants include the leaders of the three largest gangs in Taihu, as well as the shopkeepers of three or five small gangs.

and their trusted subordinates.

The conveners of this meeting were two literati wearing green robes and square scarves.

The leader of these two people was a scholar named Mao Yi. This man was different from ordinary scholars. He was born with a big body, a round waist, and a fleshy face. He really didn't look like a scholar.

At this moment, Mao Xiucai stood with one foot on the statue of Bodhisattva on the ground, raised his body, and talked to the bosses surrounding him: "There is not enough money left in the cellar of the 'Port Office'

Four hundred thousand taels of silver! The master has said that this vote will not be divided, it is all up to you to take it for yourself!"

When Mao Xiucai said this, he glanced around proudly: "The master also said that after this event is completed, the prices of all shopkeepers who have contributed will be increased by half a percent in the future! Haha, what?

So, is that generous enough?"

Sure enough, as soon as Mao Xiucai finished speaking, excitement and cruel smiles appeared on most of the faces of the people around him.

The next moment, a stocky, dark-faced man asked what everyone was thinking: "How is the defense of that private port?"

This man's name is Niu Jinluo, and he is currently the most powerful leader of the Chaohu Gang among the three groups of lake bandits.

Chaohu is in the north of the Yangtze River, so the people of the Chaohu Gang are naturally from the north of the Yangtze River. Most of these people are bankrupt and unemployed watermen and caoding on the canal. By the way, they also include the refugee bandits who come to Jiangbei to make a living. The Chaohu Gang has always been

One of the large forces in Taihu Lake.

After hearing the question from the boss of the Chaohu Gang, Mao Yi nodded, took out a roll of maps from his sleeve, spread it out on the dusty Buddhist altar, and gave a detailed introduction to the group of thieves about the defense of Shanghai Port: "Now all the warehouses are

They are all empty, and there are not many people left in the shopping malls in the outer harbor, so you can just go straight to Huanglong when the time comes."

"The port office is the only two-story stone building next to the pier. It is very conspicuous and can be seen from a long distance. There is only a low wall around the compound, less than five feet (1.5 meters) high.

Even children have turned over it."

"There are fifty servants of Xiong Dao, and they all hold bird guns. Everyone in charge here needs to be careful. The bird guns can fire a shot of medicine within ten breaths. The range is three to four hundred steps, and the accuracy is very high.

sharp!"

"Be careful with poisonous smoke firecrackers. I don't know what kind of herbs are mixed with them. They are very overbearing. Those who suffer from poisonous smoke and firecrackers will have a runny mouth and nose, and cannot see. They need to cover their faces with wet wipes to relieve the symptoms."

"In addition, there are about fifty people working as clerks, and they rest in these short courtyards at night."

"There are about five hundred other civilians who are spending the night in a warehouse far away. I don't need to pay attention to them."

"There is one thing you need to keep in mind: that Xiong Dao's life cannot be moved. This person has a bun, which is different from the short hair of his men, so he is very easy to recognize."
Chapter completed!