The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 727 Telegram Networking
Outside Tai'an City, a small village by the river beach!

The thatched houses are next to each other, although the thatched houses look very shabby.

But the planning is very neat!
Because this small village is a refugee resettlement village planned by the imperial court in Tai'an Prefecture.

The entire village was built according to a fixed model!
It's just that this village, which used to be full of vitality and full of hope, is now a place of mourning.

Full of despair!
Today, they worked so hard in the past, and the fields cultivated by them were taken away by Mr. Zhou.

Even Master Zhou destroyed the wheat seedlings they planted in order to grow cotton.

Seeing the green wheat seedlings being trampled and shoveled, many people wanted to fight desperately with the Zhou family.

However, a group of farmers with hoes and shovels, how can they be the opponents of the servants specially raised by Master Zhou.

Not long after, they were beaten to the point of bleeding!
Some people even had their bones broken on the spot!

A group of people had no choice but to carry the wounded and returned to their village.

The wounded were gathered together and placed in the same thatched hut for easy care.

A wounded person uttered screams, and the people who took care of the wounded around were jumping around and busy for a while.

"Daddy, are you okay, Daddy!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Grandpa, speak up, Grandpa!"

"..."

The sound of crying and crying kept ringing, which made people feel irritable for no reason.

The respected old village chief sat aside, smoking a pipe, with a deep helplessness on his face.

"Village chief, what do you say about this matter!"

"That's right, the village chief, the silly boy, the six pillars, the iron head...they're all seriously injured, so I have to ask the doctor to take a look."

"..."

The old village chief sighed helplessly, and knocked on the pipe and pot.

The wrinkles on his face seemed to be telling the uneasiness and vicissitudes he had experienced in his life.

"Doctors have to spend money, we have no money now!"

The old village head was very helpless.

They were originally refugees. When the imperial court resettled them, they gave them seeds, farm tools, clothes, and helped build thatched houses...

But they didn't give them money!

Originally, they thought that after this year's summer wheat was harvested, the tax and rent would be paid, and the rest could be exchanged for some money.

Now, not to mention exchanging money, even the land that is related to their wealth and lives has been forcibly taken away, but they have nothing to do.

If you want to stop it, you will even have your bones broken!

However, in the end, the old village chief sighed and said.

"No matter what, people are the most important thing!"

"Every family will gather together to see how much money they can come up with when they go back. No matter what, they have to ask the doctor to come back and treat Hanwa and the others."

"If it doesn't work, let's sell the farm tools issued by the court!"

"Go back and make some wood or stone farm tools, and they can barely be used."

Saying this, the village chief knocked on the cigarette pot vigorously.

said with a sigh.

"This shitty world doesn't allow people to live!"

Of course, the old village chief didn't have any ill feelings towards the imperial court.

After all, it is true that the imperial court allocated fields for them, repaired houses, distributed seeds, agricultural tools, and distributed relief food.

If there is no relief from the imperial court, they may not be able to survive now, and they will all starve to death!
What they are really helpless is this damn world!

No matter how good the policy of the imperial court is, the collusion between those landlords, gentry and officials can destroy everything.

"Village chief, what about our fields?"

A man with bruises and bruises on his face couldn't help asking.

The village chief gritted his teeth and said.

"Sue the imperial court!"

"When the idiots and the others recover this time, we will go to Beijing together to sue the Imperial Court!"

"I don't believe in this world, there really is no justice!"

Just at this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the house.

Zhou Yuan, dressed in brocade, walked in square steps, surrounded by a group of servants, and walked into the thatched cottage.

A servant kicked the old village chief as soon as he came up, and said with a sneer.

"Hehe, sue the imperial court?"

"You old clapper still want to sue the imperial court?"

"Kick all the brains out!"

"My master also has people in the capital! What do you think you are!"

As he spoke, he kicked the old village head curled up on the ground several times in succession.

The old village chief was getting old, and his body was not as good as before. After being kicked several times, his whole body was in pain.

Watching this scene, Zhou Yuanwai signaled his servant to hit him hard.

On the one hand, he said in a hypocritical manner with yin and yang.

"Oh, don't do it, don't do it!"

"We are all civilized people, how to respect the old and love the young? Don't do anything!"

Seeing the old village chief being beaten, other people in the village couldn't bear it anymore, and the conflict broke out immediately.

The two sides fought again, but it was very obvious that the villagers still suffered.

Just at this moment, a team of yamen servants came from outside the village.

Seeing the chaos here, the leading yamen servant drew out his iron ruler and came up to maintain order.

"What? What?"

"All stop!"

Relying on their official robes, the yamen servants separated the two groups of people without any scruples.

A member of the Zhou family wanted to continue beating people with a stick, but with a bang, an iron ruler was mercilessly drawn on his body.

Such a servant suffered from pain, and immediately let out screams.

The beating yamen servant stared and cursed.

"What? What is this for?"

"Want to die? Attack court officials?"

"Why don't you try another move?"

The servant of the Zhou family was beaten, but he could only suffer a miserable loss.

Because, what they are facing now is not a group of untouchables, but wearing official clothes, which to some extent represent the government servants of the imperial court.

After the two groups of people were separated and everything calmed down, the leading yamen servant stood up and said.

"Under the order of the magistrate, immediately pass on the matter to everyone involved in the matter, and take the matter of the river beach land to court!"

"Who has a problem?"

Looking around, seeing no one talking, the leader of the yamen servant nodded and said.

"Since everyone is fine, come with me!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took the lead to walk in the direction of Tai'an Fucheng.

Member Zhou came forward to get close.

"Little brother, I don't know if Mr. Su told me to wait for the court, is there any problem?"

The leading yamen servant just said in a cold voice.

"You'll find out later!"

After finishing speaking, he strode towards the direction of the government office.

The people behind had to keep up.

Feeling the not-so-good attitude of the yamen servant, Zhou Yuanwai suddenly felt a little uncertain.

This... Could this be something wrong?

……

Zhou Yuanwai and his party were quickly brought to the court.

The leading yamen servant bowed to a young official sitting behind the big case, and said.

"My lord, this subordinate has brought everyone back!"

The official sitting behind the big case raised his eyelids slightly and said.

"Very well, prepare to be promoted!"

Zhou Yuanwai looked at the Ming official who was sitting in the magistrate's seat, but he was completely unfamiliar with him, and felt his scalp tingling for a while.

Lian Hu looked away from everyone in the hall, and said.

"Ascension!"

As his words fell, the water and fire sticks in the hands of the yamen servants knocked on the ground, making a dull sound.

"mighty!"

"mighty!"

"..."

With a snap, the gavel fell mercilessly onto the table.

"Who is in the hall!"

The old village head, who was beaten up by a group of Zhou family servants, stood up and began to complain about the injustice he had suffered.

Including the Zhou family's occupation of the fields distributed to them by the court!
As the old village head continued to tell the story, Lianhu's face became more and more gloomy.

He really didn't expect that this Su Wenze could act so recklessly.

He dared to take advantage of the resettlement policy ordered by His Majesty himself!

But it's really shocking, shocking!

Seeing this, Zhou Yuanwai also began to sweat on his forehead.

While thinking about the solution, he wondered where Su Wenze went.

How did the court official of Tai'an Mansion become a young man he had never seen before...

No, he seems to have seen this young man before!
He seems to be the pusher who was sent to Tai'an mansion years ago, and he has always been a little transparent before!

Lianhu raised the gavel and slapped it again. After a loud noise, he said to Zhou Yuanwai with a gloomy expression.

"Zhou Qi, are you convicted?"

Zhou Yuanwai swallowed subconsciously when he heard the words, but he still spoke.

"I don't know what I did wrong, I violated that Great Ming law!"

He was going to pretend to be confused and see if he could get away with it.

He knew that it would be unrealistic for him to eat the land by the river this time, and now he only hoped that this promotion would be able to get away with it.

Then go back and send a sum of money to the new hall official, and let this matter go!

Lian Hu said with a sneer.

"Relocating refugees and stabilizing local order is a major policy of the imperial court, and it is an important measure for the administration of local officials appointed by His Majesty."

"As a result, you dare to collude with local corrupt officials, occupy the land used by the imperial court to resettle refugees, and undermine the imperial court's great governance."

"Can this be called not violating the court law? Is it really a display of the Ming law?!"

Zhou Qi took out a land deed from his pocket, presented it to Lianhu, and said.

"My lord, I have a title deed for the land by the river. From a legal point of view, the land by the river belongs to me."

"I want to get back the land, is it reasonable?"

Now Zhou Qi only feels lucky in his heart, thankful that he got the title deed before he started to occupy the land, otherwise he would not be able to quibble now even if he tried to quibble.

Unexpectedly, after Lianhu saw the title deed, the expression on his face changed instantly.

Just said with a sneer.

"Haha, interesting, really interesting!"

"How dare you send a forged title deed to me?"

"Is Erdang blind?"

Originally, Zhou Qi had only one charge of land occupation, but now he was charged with stealing the imperial seal.

Zhou Qi still wanted to quibble, but Lian Hu said in a cold voice.

"Su Wenze has already explained everything, what else do you want to argue?"

While speaking, Lian Hu threw a stack of interrogation documents at Zhou Qi's feet.

On the stack of documents were Su Wenze's preliminary interrogation results and his signature.

Zhou Qi picked up the document and glanced at it, his vision went dark immediately, and he almost fainted directly.

Lianhu began to pronounce the crime and announced the relevant punishment.

"The criminal, Zhou Qi, invaded the fields, bribed officials, undermined the implementation of the imperial government, and ordered the slaves to beat innocent people, causing people to be injured..."

"Punishment for several crimes. I am sentenced to 20 years in prison for thirty years!"

"And confiscate all property, and all immediate family members are exiled to Nanyang."

When Zhou Qi heard this, Dang even really fainted.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already being escorted to the place of labor reform.

The Ming court did not support idlers, and they were sentenced to 20 years in prison. To put it bluntly, it was 20 years of labor reform.

In the past 20 years, people must be used to death.

Otherwise, there would be no way to repair so many big projects in Daming!

As for human rights...

Sorry, criminals don't deserve to have human rights until the transformation is complete!

……

Nanjing, Forbidden City, Wenyuan Pavilion!

drop!Didi!Tick ​​tock!tick!
The crisp sound of telegrams sounded in Wenyuan Pavilion, and the telegraph scribe wrote at his desk, and a string of coded characters were transcribed on the paper.

Then, it is deciphered against the special code book, and the coded characters are translated into paragraphs of text.

Zhu Hongyu stood in Wenyuan Pavilion, pacing constantly.

The expression on his face was also full of expectation.

It has been more than a year since Zhu Hongyu ordered the establishment of the telegraph network.

Now, the telegraph lines connecting the capital of Ming Dynasty and the provincial capitals have finally been initially connected.

Today, we are testing the feasibility of the telegraph network!
Not long after, a telegram was deciphered and presented to Zhu Hongyu.

On the white rice paper, there is such a line of words written impressively.

"Long live my emperor, and forever! ——Fang Shengzhou, Chief Envoy of Guangdong Province."

There was an obvious smile on Zhu Hongyu's face.

Immediately afterwards, telegrams were continuously deciphered and presented to Zhu Hongyu.

"Long live my emperor, long live the country! — Jiang Yuan, the chief envoy of Guangxi."

"Long live my emperor, long live the country! ——Fujian chief envoy..."

"...—Jiangxi Chief Envoy..."

"...—Huguang's political envoy..."

"..."

As the congratulatory messages from the chief envoys of various provinces arrived one after another, Zhu Hongyu had a very obvious smile on his face.

Immediately, he burst out laughing.

"what!"

"Ha ha!"

"Hahaha!"

"From today, even if it is thousands of miles away, the news can arrive in an instant!"

"From today, even if there are thousands of rivers and mountains, government orders can be mastered in one day!"

Seeing this, everyone around Zhu Hongyu bowed down one after another.

"Your Majesty Shengming!"

"Long live my emperor, long live the Great Ming Dynasty!"

"Long live my emperor, long live the Great Ming Dynasty!"

"..."

Zhu Hongyu said with a flick of his sleeves.

"Stand flat, all flat!"

"For this experiment, all those who have made great contributions will be rewarded!"

Now Zhu Hongyu is in a pretty good mood.

One train, one telegraph!
The combination of the two can give Zhu Hongyu a powerful Ming Dynasty far away from the Han and Tang Dynasties!

So, what else could he be dissatisfied with!
(End of this chapter)