wild trail

Chapter 367 Memorial
Chen Bai let out a breath, and said, "What are you doing looking at me like that?"

But as soon as the words fell, the villagers suddenly cheered enthusiastically.

An old man stepped forward excitedly and said, "Cun Chief Chen, are you really still staying with us?"

Chen Bai was taken aback, nodded his head and said: "You must have heard what those officials said just now. From now on, Guiyusan Village will be changed to Guiyunan Town. Naturally, I will stay here."

"Great, great, Village Chief Chen, oh, no, if Mayor Chen stays here, our lives will definitely get better." The old man said excitedly.

Being so loved by these villagers, Chen Bai was very moved. After so many years of hard work, he was finally recognized by these villagers. This feeling was more joyful than hearing the news of his promotion.

Chen Bai waved his hands to these enthusiastic villagers, and said loudly: "Don't worry, everyone, as long as I, Chen Bai, am an official here, I will definitely lead you to live a good life."

"Mayor Chen, we trust you."

"Yes, as long as Mayor Chen is here, life will definitely get better and better in the future."

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Everyone talked about the joy in their hearts and their expectations for a better life in the future.

On this day, Chen Bai, who had been promoted, called the people in the village to hold a banquet at his own expense, and invited the whole village to attend.

At this banquet, people drank to their heart's content, and it was not until the moon was on the treetops that Chen Bai staggered back to his home with the support of his wife.

In the early morning of the next day, when Chen Bai woke up in a daze from his sleep, he suddenly felt like he had a splitting headache. Although drinking this kind of high-strength baijiu was enjoyable, the aftermath was really uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, he walked out of the room and saw his wife had just returned with a basket full of grass.

Seeing that Chen Bai was awake, the woman put down the basket and said, "I'll get you something to eat."

Chen Bai waved his hands and said, "No need, you can feed the livestock, I can just eat whatever I want."

The woman nodded, and walked towards the animal pen with the basket in hand.

Chen Bai washed up, and after drinking porridge all night, he immediately felt refreshed.

At this time, he suddenly rang, and those pamphlets handed to him by the officials went back to the house and took out the pamphlet wrapped in red cloth from the box on the kang.

When I opened this booklet, I saw that it was written in printed fonts, several square words of the Northern Township Planting Plan.

Chen Bai carefully read the contents of the booklet, and couldn't help being amazed when he saw the beauty.

Putting down the pamphlet, Chen Bai murmured: "Those courtiers are indeed not as capable as I am. It's interesting to think of such an idea to farm in the north."

Today, the main source of income for the people in the north is to rely on local specialties and some unique animals in the jungle for a living, but Chen Bai knows that there will be fewer and fewer animals. In the future, as the population increases, the animals will be insufficient , Then the life of the common people is suddenly not guaranteed.

But it is different if it is farming. Although farming is not like hunting, it does not open for half a month and eats for half a month when it opens, but this way of life is long-term and stable.

In the brochure, the imperial court has given several crops that are suitable for planting in the north. After the experiments of the technical officials of the household department, these crops can survive well in the north, but compared to the south, which receives three seasons a year Generally speaking, the climate in the north can only be planted for one season.

Although the output is not as high as that in the south, the local people can rely on hunting for a living in winter in the north, so that the number of wild animals here can also be maintained by the way.

After Chen Bai figured out the key points, according to the instructions in the booklet, he carefully took out a piece of white paper from under the desk in the house, and drew a map of the area around Nanzhen.

It is very important to know which place is suitable for farming. The north does not have the convenient water conservancy and irrigation facilities like the south. There are few rivers, and it is fine when the weather is good. If there is a drought, it is likely to lead to no harvest.

Therefore, when there are no complete water conservancy facilities in the north, cultivated land can only be chosen near the river.

Near Nanzhen, there is only a small river with a width of more than two meters. Although this small river is small, the water volume should be enough to meet the planting needs of the nearby people.

But there is another troublesome thing about planting. Except for human settlements and roads, the rest of the northern towns are almost full of deciduous trees. If you want to plant land, you must cut down these trees.

These trees are high-quality building materials, and it would be too wasteful to burn them with fire. After thinking about it, Chen Bai still decided to use felling to clear out the planting area.

A few days later, when Chen Bai finished talking about the policy of the imperial court to the people, the people were very interested in this matter. Except for the retired soldiers, most of these people had been to the most recent years. The place far away is Guiyu City. Although they have heard of the southern lifestyle, they have never seen it with their own eyes. Farming is still a relatively unfamiliar thing to them.

"Mayor Chen, we don't know how to farm. Even if we clear out the forest, why are we so numerous?" Someone asked.

Chen Bai smiled and said: "You don't have to worry about this, the imperial court will naturally have a solution. Guiyu City is sending agricultural officials from the south. After these officials come, they will naturally teach you how to plant."

The people were relieved, since the imperial court had thought of all their difficulties, the last doubts in their hearts dissipated.

If this matter is successful, it will be a good thing for everyone. After all, eating the food grown by oneself is better than relying on luck.

After being promoted, Chen Bai can't just think about this village now, he ordered a few militiamen to go and notify the other villages under his rule, so that the village chiefs could come here as soon as possible.

When the villages and towns in the north were preparing to open up arable land, Wang Lang finally left Dingbei City and returned to Yancheng with his team. As the king of a country, leaving the capital for too long will definitely cause a lot of unnecessary troubles.

Along the way, Wang Lang didn't let anyone disturb the towns along the way, and after more than a month, he finally returned to Yancheng.

Back in the palace, Wang Lang frowned as he watched the memorials piled up like hills sent by officials from the Ministry of Rituals.

After talking for a while, without taking a break, he plunged into the desk and devoted himself to reviewing these memorials.

Wang Lang glanced at most of the memorials and threw them aside, only a few memorials were left alone by him.

One is the memorial of Wu Gang, the chief soldier of the navy, the other is the memorial of Mu Feng of the Ministry of Industry, and the other is the memorial of the Ministry of Rites.

Wu Gang, chief of the navy, wants to form a fleet to explore the ocean. He believes that since the enemy can come across the sea from thousands of miles away, humans who are almost the same as the enemy's sea ships can naturally do this. After all, they have fought against dinosaurs. Several times, but now they don't even know where the enemy's lair is. It is a humiliation to oneself.

After Wang Lang read Wu Gang's request, he also felt that it was time to explore outside during the short period of peace. Even if he couldn't reach the American continent, if he could find a few islands overseas, he would be able to pave the way for human beings in the future. Prepare for the Old Continent.

Picking up the brush, dipped it in red dye, and wrote a word "Zhun" under the memorial.

Mu Feng's memorial indeed brought an unexpected surprise to Wang Lang. The hand-held artillery has made preliminary progress, and its range has been greatly improved. Although it is far inferior to the bow and arrow, it can already cause damage within a range of 50 meters. The maximum range can reach a distance of more than 80 meters.

This result made Wang Lang very satisfied. There are quite a few differences between the length unit of Xia Kingdom and the other world. It is conservatively estimated that the musket improved by the Ministry of Industry can reach a maximum range of 90 degrees if converted according to the length of the other world. Domi.

Being able to achieve this level of primitive firearms within a few years has already satisfied Wang Lang very much.

Wang Lang is planning to go to the Ministry of Industry to have a look in a few days. If it is really as stated in the Mufeng Memorial, then it is time to consider forming a firearms unit. Although this kind of firearms cannot meet the requirements of actual combat, it is There is absolutely no problem with this thing being used by Musketeers.

As long as the performance of muskets is further improved in the future, these trained musketeers will be able to change their outfits immediately and become Xia Guo's killing machines.

Thinking of the scene of guns firing and roaring artillery, Wang Lang's blood boiled immediately. Although he could think that human beings who were still at the end of primitive society nearly 20 years ago have now reached the age of gunpowder. This huge leap in civilization makes Wang Lang extremely proud. It is the super empire created by myself.

This empire has taken a lot less detours than humans in another world. Although Wang Lang is not an omniscient naturalist or great scientist, with the knowledge in his brain, he abruptly promoted the technological explosion of mankind, and will The progress of human civilization has been promoted for thousands of years.

But Wang Lang knew that although his achievements were astonishing, compared to another world leader, Nikola Tesla, his achievements were really insignificant.

Wang Lang couldn't help guessing that the guy probably came from that corner too. Without this guy, the civilization of another world would have to go back at least 100 years, and where the people's wisdom has been developed and the information explosion era, what is 100 years? The concept is not comparable to Wang Lang's few unskilled handicrafts.

After admiring the great man who might have had the same experience as himself, Wang Lang picked up the memorial of Lin Wuyun from the Ministry of Rites.

Lin Wuyun's memorial was to ask about the scientific examination. The scientific examination has been stagnated for so many years, which has caused dissatisfaction in the schools everywhere. Those "young talents" who think they have learned the truth of governing the country and the road of science and technology Looking forward to passing the imperial examination and showing off my ambitions, especially those candidates who failed the exam last time, they are full of confidence after several years of preparation.

It's already July now, and the winter solstice will be three months later. The 11th year of Taichu is coming to an end. It's probably impossible to be reliable this year. Wang Lang thought about it and decided to pin the reliability this time on March of the [-]th year of Taichu.

More than half a year not only gives candidates time to prepare, but also allows the Ministry of Rites to have enough time to prepare for this imperial examination.

Write down these few things, he doesn't plan to discuss these important things at the court meeting, and picks up a pen to write a reply for the three officials who played.

After knowing that Wang Lang had dealt with all these matters, it was dusk.

At this time, the guard reported: "Your Majesty, the eldest prince is back and is now asking to see you outside the door."

"Oh, why is the river back?"

Putting down the pen, he said to the guard, "Let him in!"

"Yes!" The guard bowed and stepped back.

After Wang He came in, he respectfully knelt down in front of Wang Lang and bowed to Wang Lang: "My son, pay homage to Father!"

Wang He didn't use the bowing ceremony when the ministers met him, but used the kneeling salute that the juniors gave to the elders, which warmed Wang Lang's heart and secretly thought that Wang He had grown up.

"Get up, let Weifu see the changes in the past few years." Wang Lang stroked his beard and smiled.

After Wang He got up, he stood straight to the side. Years of military training had tanned his face to a bronze color, his body looked quite strong, and his pair of light blue eyes were piercing.

Wang Lang nodded and said: "When you grow taller and stronger, men should practice more."

Wang He nodded and said: "If the emperor hadn't encouraged my son to join the army, my son would not have the healthy body he is today."

"Why did you come back suddenly this time? Did something happen in the army?" Wang Lang asked.

Wang He shook his head and said, "Father, don't worry, with Uncle Heijiao in the army, there won't be any problems."

Speaking of this, Wang He secretly said: "Not long ago, after the implementation of the disarmament policy, many comrades in arms left the barracks. Those comrades were extremely happy when they learned that they could retire and reunite with their families. I feel very lost, and I can't help but think of my father and my mother, and this time I come back, I hope to fulfill my son's responsibility by your side and my mother's."

Hearing Wang He's narration from the bottom of his heart, Wang Lang was very pleased, nodded and said, "You have grown up."

"Father, when you educated the people, you said that filial piety is the first thing to do. This is what I should do. I haven't been filial to you for so many years. This is my fault." After finishing speaking, Wang He suddenly knelt down, Chao Wanglang kowtowed heavily.

Wang Lang got up quickly, helped Wang He up, and said: "As expected, he is Wang Lang's good son, and he is very happy for his father." "

"Father, do you agree?" Wang He said excitedly.

But Wang Lang shook his head and said, "You can't leave the army yet."

Wang He was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "What's your father doing at this time?"

"Do you still remember what I told you?" Wang Lang said slowly.

(End of this chapter)