Chapter 1056 Problems arising in the development process
At the beginning of April in Guanzhong, there are scattered peanut trees and birds flying through the forest.
The spring scenery is pleasant, light and thick, the southern mountain flowers are blooming and the northern mountains are red, the poplar branches are blowing into thousands of lines, and the oriole is calling the couple to catch the morning breeze.
Deep in the flowers, there are flocks of cuckoos, flying here and there, chirping incessantly, embellishing the spring scenery very well.
“What a wonderful year, what a beautiful scenery!”
Feng Junhou stood on a mound outside Chang'an City, looking at the busy crowd in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh.
At his feet, the fort built under Sima Yi's order had been turned into a mound and was about to be demolished by civilians at any time.
Large and small fortresses, many of them were dismantled by the refugees who gathered them in winter and used them to make fires for warmth.
At the beginning of spring, faced with hundreds of thousands of mouths waiting for food, Feng Junhou did not panic at all.
With the help of Secretary Zhang and Liangzhou’s rich experience in providing relief through work.
Those things outside Chang'an City that were originally used to block the Han army were being demolished one by one.
Those that need to be bulldozed will be bulldozed, and those that need to be filled in will be filled in.
If the trenches were connected according to the terrain, many of them would be suitable for use as canals to divert water for irrigation, which would save the trouble of building water conservancy projects.
Of course, it is not just the issue of having a full meal that arouses great enthusiasm among the people.
Rather, every time a pre-demarcated construction site is cleared, a piece of farmland can be obtained on the plain north of the Wei River.
Sima Yi has cultivated a large number of farmlands in Guanzhong over the years.
The specific quantity is still being measured intensively.
And a considerable part of these farming fields were cultivated by Deng Ai himself. This man was indeed a master of farming.
Thinking of this, Feng Junhou couldn't help feeling a little regretful: What a pity for this person's talent.
“There is a serious shortage of grassroots personnel, and the speed of resuming production is far lower than the set goal.”
Secretary Zhang held the folder and followed Feng Junhou, and said in a serious tone:
“We must find ways to add more grassroots personnel as soon as possible. Otherwise, except for the area near Chang’an, other places in Guanzhong may fall into the hands of local powerful people again before long.”
Secretary Zhang Da, who has given birth to a child, has some feminine charm in her body.
If you add a pair of glasses, it will be a real favorite for the big boss.
Guanzhong was the capital of the Han Dynasty, and such things as right-wingers and rightists were absolutely not allowed to happen.
Feng Junhou sighed:
"I understand the reason. It's just a short while. Where can I find so many people? I can't send soldiers from the east of the river to come over, right?"
The east side of the river is also extremely important.
There is also Tongguan.
Before Tongguan was repaired, it was impossible for his little fat brother-in-law, Feng Junhou, secretly glanced at Secretary Zhang, to leave for Chang'an.
So it is extremely important to repair Tongguan as soon as possible.
After taking a look at Secretary Zhang, Feng Junhou immediately turned his gaze to the south and murmured:
“That doesn’t make sense. I said I arrived today, but it’s already past noon and I haven’t seen anyone yet.”
Secretary Zhang also stood up on tiptoes and looked south, and said angrily:
"I don't care. Anyway, you promised me. If you don't send me some help today, I won't be able to spare you."
Hearing this, Feng Junhou quietly looked around.
The bodyguards formed a circle to keep out the rest of the crowd.
Plus the noise around me.
Well, no one should be able to hear your whispers.
But I saw that Feng was sanctimonious on the surface, but his tone was extremely vulgar:
“Oh, I wonder why Xijun can’t spare me?”
When Secretary Zhang heard this, her face turned slightly red. She glared at Feng Junhou and suddenly felt her legs were a little weak.
That shouldn't be the case. When he was preparing to leave Liangzhou, he was obviously begging for mercy.
How come more than a year has passed and the situation is reversed?
How did this old thing grow flowers from dead trees and spring from old trees?
“Bah! Shameless! I’m talking about business, I don’t practice it!”
Secretary Zhang rebuked Feng Junhou righteously.
“Oh, it’s business, here, is that coming?”
Feng Junhou didn’t care, and suddenly pointed forward and said something.
Secretary Zhang looked carefully and saw a thin snake appearing on the official road to the south.
Looking more carefully, the front of the team is holding a flag high.
As we got closer, there was even a faint sound of shouting.
Zhang Xingyi listened carefully. After hearing clearly, a smile appeared on his face: "Here he comes!"
Singing while marching is an old tradition of the Nanxiang clan.
The military, civilians, students, etc., without exception.
This team that is rushing in is the senior students who were transferred from the Royal Academy at the beginning of spring.
Guanzhong has been initially settled, and there are many wastes waiting to be revitalized, and a lot of manpower is needed.
The students of the Royal College who were preparing to take the exam were suddenly transferred to Guanzhong by Feng Junhou.
Even the annual tradition of going to Nanjing Middle School for internship was interrupted this year.
Every young man of sixteen or seventeen years old wears leggings on his legs and a cowhide belt around his waist.
There is no shortage of kettles, towels, backpacks, etc., and he looks very capable.
Although their faces were full of exhaustion, they could not conceal their high spirits and longing for the future in their eyes.
The various legends passed down by the predecessors who went to Liangzhou to take the exam filled them with desire and passion.
The guard captain who escorted them along the way saw Feng Junhou standing on a high place early.
Immediately slapped the horse's butt, stirred up a burst of dust, rushed to the mound, turned over and dismounted: "Greetings to the lord!"
“Get up, you’ve worked hard. Has it been smooth sailing along the way?”
Feng Junhou walked down the mound and asked.
"Back to the king, everything is going well. Except for five people who sprained their legs and seven who fell ill, the rest can keep up."
The captain looked at Feng Junhou with reverence in his eyes:
“The men who came out of the academy know military orders very well, and I am afraid that even ordinary soldiers cannot compare with them.”
Looking at the standing posture of the captain in front of him, Feng Junhou asked with a smile:
“Which battalion did you belong to before?”
Escorting college students, ordinary people are not qualified to undertake this task.
All of them are directly appointed within Dongfeng Express.
And escorts also have certain requirements, and they must pass the political review.
Not only do you need to know how to organize a march, but you also need to have the force to fight against rioters and bandits.
The soldiers who have retired from the Nanxiang Department are the top priority.
"Junhou, I have been in the army for seven years in Jianxing. I was selected into Modao Camp. Later, I followed you to settle down the bandits. Finally, I was injured in Xiaoguan and had to retire."
“Where is it hurt?”
The captain grinned and raised his left hand with five fingers, leaving only the ring finger and little finger.
It was in sharp contrast to the captain's bright smile, as if this was the medal he received when he followed the king.
Feng Junhou laughed and patted him on the shoulder:
“How has your life been since you returned to your hometown?”
The captain chuckled:
“It’s okay, Saburo in the family is quite promising, and he was recommended to the Royal Academy.”
Then he pointed to the team behind:
“Sanlang is right there, so I applied for this escort. Thanks to the lord, I have hope for the future!”
No wonder he smiled as if he had eaten magpie excrement.
Feng Junhou also breathed a sigh of relief:
"It's good to have hope, but I'm afraid that after everyone bleeds and sweats, they will shed tears again."
Feng Junhou cannot control others so much, but within the Xinghanhui system, they must take care of their own people.
"No, no, no!" The captain waved his hands repeatedly, "Everyone is thinking of you."
“Are there any difficulties?”
“No…uh…” The captain hesitated for a moment and glanced at Junhou again.
Feng Junhou's heart sank.
“If you have any difficulties, just speak up.”
Although Xinghanhui is still in the stage of rapid growth, the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.
According to Secretary Zhang’s bedside manner, Feng Junhou knew that something happened in Liangzhou this time when he led the troops.
Although it has been processed, the beginning and end have not been completely processed.
One of the most important reasons is that there is no way to dig deeper - this seems to involve the problem of corruption within the Xinghan Society.
This kind of problem can only be handled by Feng Junhou himself.
Corruption is inevitable.
But if this kind of corruption has begun to affect the grassroots, it must cause Feng Junhou to pay serious attention.
"Well, Junhou, it's like this. A few years ago, didn't Junhou say that if a child is born in Liangzhou, Longyou, even a Hu girl can be allocated a field?"
“Yes. Such a thing does exist.”
"The villain had been away from home for a long time at that time. He couldn't help it, so he followed the trend and adopted a bearded girl."
The captain's face turned a little red, and he said in a whisper, "That Hu girl is also very fertile, and she gave birth to a son and a daughter in a short time."
“It’s just that after returning to my hometown, the person at home... um... um..."
It’s over!
It was not fully explained, and Feng Junhou also knew that this guy was finished.
The woman in Nanxiang has a good family, but the whole man is famous.
“The eldest wife of the family disagrees?”
"That's not true. After all, the villain's concubine and children also have some acres of land in Liangzhou, and they can get a lot of dividends from the meeting every year."
The captain said a little coyly, "My concubine has a daughter who is quite smart. I often persuade the villain at night, saying that I want my daughter to go to a textile school in the future."
“It’s just that their household registration is recorded in Liangzhou. To Nanxiang, they are considered foreigners, so it is difficult for them to go to the textile school in Nanxiang.”
"According to custom, these people have married into our family, how can they be considered strangers? Therefore, I want to ask the prince about this..."
After hearing this, Feng Junhou secretly laughed in his heart that this guy turned out to be a doting concubine.
Unexpectedly, Secretary Zhang next to him asked seriously:
“Is this kind of thing common among soldiers returning home from the army?”
The captain was not nervous when facing Feng Junhou, but when he saw the fairy-like person next to Feng Junhou speaking, he immediately stammered nervously:
“This, this, I...little man, there are several of them around me.”
“In order to integrate the Hu people as quickly as possible, we made great efforts to promote the custom of military generals marrying Hu women.”
Feng Junhou opened his mouth and said, "Even if there are not many now, there will definitely be more and more in the future."
After all, the area in Liangzhou, Longyou, now has luxuriant water and grass and fertile land, and it is not the soil erosion seen after the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
As long as they are willing to marry Hu Nu, both of them can get land in Liangzhou.
The love of the farming people for the land is absolutely passionate.
A woman can still divide the land, but there is nothing better than this in the world.
Secretary Zhang nodded thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.
A serious imbalance in educational resources will lead to various problems and phenomena.
The starting points for coming out of a school in Liangzhou and coming out of a school in Nanxiang are definitely different.
Looking at the cleverness hidden in the captain's eager eyes, Feng Junhou still didn't understand what he was thinking.
At that moment he smiled:
"The thing you mentioned seems simple, but in fact it is of great importance. But you reminded me, so let me make it easier for everyone."
“In a situation like yours, I will let Nanxiang Academy open a special path in the future. As long as you pay an extra contribution, children with non-Nanxiang household registration can be borrowed to study in Nanxiang.”
Nanxiang has long implemented this kind of thing among wealthy families.
Just like that sanctimonious old guy Xu Ci who goes to pester Wei Rong every year.
I will definitely not give up until I get a place in some college schools or even textile schools.
These places are either a big favor or a lot of money, and ordinary people really have no way to get them.
But this time, we can expand the scope of those who enjoy this policy.
After all, it was his decision to let the soldiers marry Hu Nu, and he would definitely have to deal with this matter.
However, in order to avoid overly squeezing the resources of Nanxiang children who are most supportive of themselves, there must be a threshold.
The captain was a little disappointed when he didn't get the result he wanted most, but he was happy again when he heard that the prince was willing to spare everyone:
“Thank you so much, sir, thank you so much, sir.”
Feng Junhou waved his hand, indicating for him to retreat.
At the same time, he casually asked Secretary Zhang to write down the matter and study it carefully when he went back to formulate policies.
“The students met with the mountain chief.”
Wei Rong, who had already arrived with his students, straightened his clothes, stepped forward, and bowed deeply.
The students following him also saluted in unison:
“Meet the mountain chief!”
The sounds were uneven, and Feng Junhou even heard the sound of a drake mixed with the voice-changing period.
Feng Junhou laughed and said loudly:
“No need to be polite, I have been waiting for you here for a long time! How is it that the scenery in Guanzhong is very different from that in Hanzhong?”
Hearing Feng Junhou’s words, many students couldn’t help but squeeze forward, their eyes filled with excitement, wanting to take a closer look at the legendary figure who founded the academy with his own hands.
Only one bold student was heard shouting:
“Shan Chief, we came all the way and had no intention of sightseeing. We just wanted to reach Chang’an as soon as possible and follow the Chief to make great achievements!”
Feng Junhou stood on the mound again, looking at the people in Tsing Yi below, his heart was a little agitated, and he gave an impromptu speech:
“No matter how great the achievement is, it must start from practical work. Without practical work, this so-called achievement is just a mirage on the seaside, just a fantasy.”
“Shan Chang, when I first arrived in Nanxiang, I lived in a thatched hut and built Nanxiang bit by bit with like-minded comrades.”
"If you want to make great achievements, you must be able to calm down. You must not be tired of being humble and aim high, otherwise you will only achieve nothing. Do you understand?"
Everyone responded in unison: "No!"
(End of this chapter)