On the road from Zhaiyuan County to Nanhai County, Guangzhou Prefecture's capital, the people were slowly repairing the road with dry food and tools.
"Hurry up, don't be lazy. My Yan family will pay to repair the road." A man in his twenties rode on a horse and urged the people to work hard.
"Where did you pay? We brought our own food and tools. Where did you pay? "
Someone muttered and continued to wield the tools in his hands weakly to dig the soil.
He used a bamboo mill made of bamboo, so he couldn't afford a shovel.
Most of the others brought bamboo baskets, put the stones and soil in them, and carried them to the road to be repaired.
A few people came over with some kind of subway tool. The others looked at them as if they were fools.
Do you expect others to repair your tools when they are broken? Digging the ground was different from digging the road. The road was harder.
The workmanship of ironware was not good. The working surface was easy to break, and the connecting socket would also be cut open. However, it didn't matter if the long handle of the bamboo pole was broken.
There were many local bamboos. Generally, thin old bamboos would be chosen to make the long handle.
Sometimes the ironware was broken, but the bamboo pole was fine.
According to the rules, the people had to work for 20 days a year. The people in the county wanted to get through this period.
After 20 days, if they wanted to work again, they would have to pay by the day.
Now that they worked hard, they ate more when they were tired. How could they live if they only ate and had no income?
The people of the Yan family knew that. They wanted to use force, but they didn't dare to. The people were not slaves. How could they not have strength to repair the road on a hot day?
Yan Jie and the others were in a dilemma. They were waiting for the other clans to attack Zhang Jiuling.
The goods at the docks were too valuable. Every time, the Tang dynasty took 20%, no, now it was 30%.
They didn't have to do anything. Others worked hard to transport the goods, but they just took them and chose the good ones.
Yan Jie had already written to the other counties. There were 13 counties in Guangzhou that were recorded in the government's book.
The Zhaiyuan County they were in belonged to what was described in the New Tang Dynasty Book: The counties were famous and not recorded before, or the foreigners called themselves Yun.
Some were not recorded, and some were named by the local aborigines themselves. For example, the Tan family village was called a village, but it was similar to the population of a big county.
The total population of Zhaiyuan County was less than 1,500 people, and more than one-fifth of them had the surname Yan.
This was a big local clan. It was impossible for the rest of the people to unite against the Yan family.
Yan Jie felt that the county magistrates of other counties would not be able to hold themselves back and take action. He wanted to see what Zhang Jiuling would do.
The County Magistrate of Guangzhou's Dongguan County received Yan Jie's letter. County Magistrate Huang Lun read it and threw it aside.
"You want to use us as weapons? Do I need to think of ways to make money in Dongguan County? With so many people coming and going, there will be a lot of food and drink. If the people have a good life, I will have political achievements. "
Huang Lun despised Yan Jie. Yan Jie only knew how to watch the imperial court make money. Was the imperial court's money something you could take?
Zhang Jiuling started from his family's house, passed Dayu Ridge, and connected the road to the Yangtze River. How much did the imperial court and the Li Family Zhuangzi pay?
With great difficulty, they managed to connect a road from there to Guangzhou. The relay station was passable and was being widened.
All the counties in Guangzhou also used tax money to build roads. The roads were cleared, and there were also benefits from sea trade.
When that time came, what kind of money would he want? You were the one who was anxious. After causing trouble, you promised to pay for the road repairs.
"Fix it? Everyone else has fixed it, but Drive County hasn't. Let's see what you can do."
Huang Lun was not in a hurry. There was a pier in Dongguan County where he was located.
The docks needed porters. The barbarians and merchants from other places needed food and lodging.
The locals knew how to make rattan and bamboo mats. However, the barbarians were blind and didn't want them.
These two things were a tribute to the Emperor. The Zhan Tangxiang was also a tribute. The barbarians were willing to exchange it for medicine used to treat illnesses.
The Zhan Tangxiang was easy to obtain, but it needed to be carefully selected when making it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good.
This way, the people would be able to make money. The people had money, so they would pay in full when they collected rent.
When it came to road repairs, the people didn't need to fork out their own money, food, and tools. They even paid. The 20 days of mediocrity didn't count. The people repaired the roads very quickly.
"How does the yamen earn money?" Huang Lun thought about how the people had a good life. When he was happy, he started to think about where he could get money from.
Huang Lun was a local. There were many people with the surname Huang. The Provincial Governor Huang An was a person with the same surname.
He passed the imperial examinations and passed the Ming Dynasty.
Originally, it was very difficult to become a Provincial Governor. However, because he was a person with a big surname in Guangzhou, he was arranged to be in Guangzhou.
In a few years, he went from a military position to a Provincial Governor. He could be considered to have taken over Song Jing's position.
Previously, he said that he wanted to erect a memorial tablet for Song Zaifu, but Song Zaifu didn't agree.
When they exchanged letters, Huang An had already mentioned it during the New Year meal.
He said that Song Zaifu told him to be careful about anything that the Li Family Zhuangzi wanted to do in Chang An.
Now that you're writing me a letter, I'm afraid.
"Men, let's go to the Provincial Governor's Office." Huang Lun thought. He took the letter and found a boat. He needed to travel by water and it would take more than two hours to get there.
Otherwise, the land roads wouldn't be repaired so well. It would be very bumpy.
When Huang Lun arrived, he was just in time for lunch. Nanhai County was the Provincial Governor's Office. Now, the people had three meals a day.
Sometimes, boats would arrive in the middle of the night. The people at the docks could eat a fourth meal.
The people had a good impression of the Municipal Shipping Department. They used the tax money to repair the docks. It was more convenient to dock the boats and there was more work.
When the merchants came over, they would bargain with the barbarians. The merchants from outside were willing to eat sea fish, especially fresh ones.
The fishermen earned money. There were also local fruits. Some merchants would bring back local specialties. The barbarians did not have enough goods.
Thus, when the locals became rich, the handicrafts they made were bought by the merchants. The prices were not low.
The Municipal Shipping Department also taught them how to breed poultry, especially ducks and geese.
Hence, when Huang Lun found Huang An, everyone was ready to eat roast goose.
The goose had been prepared and roasted in a mud kiln. Huang An, Zhang Jiuling and the rest were together under a canopy.
Ah Mei sat there drinking ice water with one hand and holding a Mo sword with the other. It was made according to the shape of a Mo sword. The steel edge was not very good.
Around them were the best fighters from Tan Shui's stronghold and the other strongholds. They used swords and wore only pants. They were barefooted and bare-chested.
They did not have armor. Not to mention chainmail, they did not even use ordinary leather armor.
When they needed to fight, they would raise their swords to fight. They would usually jump up and slash. They did not care about their own defense and focused on killing the opponent.
They were only so big when they fought. They liked to fight in the mountains, where they could jump down from the slopes with greater strength.
There was a row of barbecues, and each barbecue had two geese.
The geese could not be put together. If they were, their skin would stick together and they would not have the crispy texture.
Huang Lun took a look and walked over. "Greetings to the Municipal Shipping Department, Brother, Little Tan."
"How do you know me?" Tan Shui sat there without moving. This was not Chang 'an, so she was confident.
"I know. You brought three thousand men and goods here." Huang Lun smiled and nodded to Wei Yue Feng.
Wei Yue Feng was not worthy of his attention. However, Wei Yue Feng helped Li Yi sell things. He was not in a hurry, but the price was high.
Wei Yue Feng stood up and returned the greeting. "Greetings to Huang Mingfu."
"I have a letter." Huang Lun directly handed the letter to Huang An.
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