Chapter 409 Drawing a pie

In the study of the governor's office.

Yang Zhengshan and Pang Tang discussed the planning for the north.

"According to your idea, we have to build more than a dozen towns in the North!" Pang Tang looked at the map of the North and frowned slightly.

Building a city is not an easy task. It requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and the results cannot be seen in a short time.

Yang Zhengshan shook his head slightly, "Not a dozen, but more than thirty!"

"Don't think it's troublesome, Mr. Pang. This matter cannot be accomplished overnight. We need to do it step by step!"

"My idea is that next year we will build a city at the foot of Black Cloud Mountain, set up the Black Cloud Guard, and relocate the military households there."

Yang Zhengshan pointed to the location of Black Cloud Mountain and continued, "Black Cloud Mountain has rich forest resources and can produce a large number of medicinal herbs, furs, mountain products and other specialties!"

"And there is Songyuan River to the south of Heiyun Mountain, as well as a large area of ​​fertile land that can be used for raising horses and grazing."

"After Black Cloud City is built, we can build more villages and towns around it. These villages and towns will be able to accommodate a population of 100,000!"

"We will use three years to develop Black Cloud City, and then develop this large area from Black Cloud City to the east and from Fuzhou City to the west!"

He drew a big circle between Heiyun Mountain and Fuzhou City.

This circle is the most fertile place in the north. Not only is the land fertile, but the water resources are also very abundant. It is very suitable for reclaiming land for farming or raising horses and grazing.

The most important thing is that this area is far away from the territory of the Wulianghu tribe. Since the demise of the Donghaihu tribe, there are no more threats around, and Chongshan Town can invest and develop here with peace of mind.

Pang Tang looked at the map with a serious expression, "If you want to achieve your plan, it will take you ten years to complete it!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, "Ten years later, Chongshan Town will have millions of acres of fertile farmland, a large number of war horses, and countless cattle and sheep!"

He was painting a big pie for Pang Tang. Well, it was a big pie that was visible, but it was not easy to make it.

Pang Tang took a deep breath, his eyes flickered, and his heart was beating fast.

He was shocked by Yang Zhengshan's grand plan.

To open up a prosperous and wealthy territory is definitely an extremely grand event.

Since the founding of Dayong, there have been many people who have expanded the country's territory, but if you ask who has transformed a barren land into a fertile land, that is a unique thing.

Not to mention this dynasty, no one has done such a thing in thousands of years.

If this plan can be completed, it will definitely be a great achievement that will shine through the ages.

Pang Tang was moved.

Pang Tang is now 57 years old. At his age, his career as the governor of Chongshan Town is probably over.

It is almost impossible to go further.

Looking back on his more than thirty years of official career, Pang Tang feels that the four words "mediocre" are the best way to describe it.

If he could accomplish some great achievements in Chongshan Town that would be passed down through the ages before his death, it would not be in vain for him to have served as an official for forty years.

His eyes fell on the map again, "What about the population? Chongshan Town doesn't have that much population migration!"

Yang Zhengshan stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's easy. Just ask the court for people! As long as they can be sent to Chongshan Town, we will allocate them a piece of wasteland, give them farming tools and seeds, give them a year's worth of food, and exempt them from two years of land tax and labor service."

The territory of Darong is very large, with one capital, thirteen provinces, and nine border towns. It is ten thousand miles long from east to west, and nearly nine thousand miles wide from north to south, including the mountains and the northern part of the town.

With such a large territory, it is natural that not all places have good weather. Droughts, floods, earthworms, and other natural disasters occur almost every year.

The refugees who migrated to Tenglongwei before were because of drought, and now most of the military households in Fuzhou City have also migrated here because of famine.

Maybe only tens of thousands of people can be relocated in a year, but in three to five years, it should not be difficult to relocate hundreds of thousands of people.

Pang Tang also thought of the military households in Fuzhou City and nodded slightly, "Then leave this matter to me!"

"Haha, then I'll have to trouble Lord Pang in the future!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile.

Pang Tang waved his hand, "This is my duty!"

The two smiled at each other and reached a consensus.

After discussing with Pang Tang, Yang Zhengshan went directly back home from the governor's office.

As the year draws to a close, the area inside the mountains has become more lively. Although it has not yet regained its former prosperity, it has shown signs of recovery.

There were many military households from outside the city and merchants from Liaodong on the streets.

As Chongshan Town gradually stabilized, caravans from Liaodong once again poured into Chongshan Town. Even the cold wind and blizzard could not stop the caravans' determination to make money.

Looking at the bustling streets, Yang Zhengshan was in a good mood.

"Master, there are guests in the mansion. Butler Wu has already led the guests to the front hall."

As soon as he returned to the Marquis' Mansion, the doorman reported to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan asked casually: "Do you know who it is?"

There are three halls in the front yard of the marquis's mansion, namely the front, middle and back halls, and different guests are received in different halls.

The middle hall is used to receive guests with better relationships or guests of higher status, and is more formal.

The backyard has good privacy and is suitable for receiving close guests. It is mainly used for family members to drink tea and discuss household matters.

The front hall is used to receive ordinary guests.

Since Wu Hai led the person to the front hall, the visitor must not be an important person.

"It looks like a group of martial artists!" said the doorman.

Yang Zhengshan's expression paused, but he quickly walked towards the front hall.

Jianghu warrior?
This is the mansion of a marquis, and ordinary martial artists are not qualified to come here. When he entered the front hall, he immediately understood why Wu Hai welcomed martial artists into the house.

The visitor was Luo Jinsong, the head of Yuhengxing Hall.

"I, Luo Jinsong, am here to greet the Marquis!" When Luo Jinsong saw Yang Zhengshan coming, he quickly stood up and bowed.

Yang Zhengshan walked to the main seat and sat down, looking at him in surprise, "How come Master Luo has the leisure to come to my house as a guest?"

"I have come to seek refuge with the Marquis!" Luo Jinsong said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhengshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze became fierce.

"Take refuge?"

"It seems that Xingyuemen can no longer accommodate you!"

At the Ruhe Wharf, Luo Jinsong killed Sun Chunsheng. At that time, Yang Zhengshan knew that Yuhengxingtang and Xingyuemen had broken up.

However, he did not expect that Luo Jinsong would come to him for help.

Luo Jinsong smiled bitterly, "I have no other choice. If I had followed the order of the headquarters, I would have attacked the Marquis. If I disobeyed the order of the headquarters, I would have become a traitor to Xingyue Sect!"

"I know that the Marquis is kind and righteous, and I also remember the favor I owed him, so I can only choose to betray Xingyue Sect!"

Hearing this, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but sneer, "In that case, I have to thank you!"

"I dare not!" Luo Jinsong said nervously.

He said all this just to make Yang Zhengshan think well of him. As for Yang Zhengshan's thanks, he would never dare to accept it.

What a joke.

The battle of Ruhe Wharf has proved Yang Zhengshan's strength. Even if he and Sun Chunsheng joined at that time, it would only result in two more deaths at the hands of Yang Zhengshan, and it could not threaten Yang Zhengshan at all.

Yang Zhengshan took the tea from Wu Hai, took a sip, and said, "Do you want to join me, or does the entire Yuheng Xingtang want to join me?"

"I am the head of Yuhengxing Hall, so naturally I will join the Marquis together with all the brothers in Yuhengxing Hall!" Luo Jinsong said.

"Well, do you plan to join the army or start your own business?" Yang Zhengshan continued to ask.

Accepting Yuheng Xingtang's allegiance means becoming a mortal enemy with Xingyuemen.

Yang Zhengshan didn't care about the threat from Xingyue Sect. It was just a martial arts sect. At most, they would carry out assassinations in secret, but they would never dare to attack openly.

"I am willing to serve under your command, sir. The three hundred disciples of Yuhengxingtang are also willing to serve under your command!" Luo Jinsong said.

Yang Zhengshan's lips curled up slightly, and he had to say that Luo Jinsong's choice was very wise.

If Luo Jinsong wanted to set up his own business, Yang Zhengshan would not pay any attention to him.

Because Yang Zhengshan had no need to support a martial arts sect, it would not benefit him at all.

But it’s different if Luo Jinsong is willing to take the 300 disciples of Yuheng Xingtang to join the army. That means there will no longer be Yuheng Xingtang. These 300 disciples will only be soldiers in the army and no longer martial artists.

Three hundred warriors is a considerable force.

"Tell me about the strength of your Yuhengxingtang!" Yang Zhengshan said.

Luo Jinsong's eyes flashed with joy, "My Lord, my hall has one warrior at the eighth level of the acquired realm, two warriors at the seventh level of the acquired realm, twelve warriors at the fourth to sixth level of the acquired realm, and thirty-six warriors below the fourth level of the acquired realm! There are 238 warriors at the body-building realm."

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly. The strength of Yuhengxingtang was still very powerful.

It is many times stronger than the Tianqing Sword Sect and is not much different from the Hengdao Sect.

"Who is the eighth-level warrior?"

"It's Senior Li Chengguo, he is nearly 70 years old now!" Luo Jinsong said.

Yang Zhengshan was somewhat disappointed. He was nearly 70 years old, which meant that his strength had declined by at least 50%, and he could no longer charge into battle.

"Those who are at the seventh level of the acquired realm include Qian Zhonghe and Ji Zhengfei. They are both in their prime!" Luo Jinsong added quickly when he saw Yang Zhengshan's disappointed look.

If you want to be valued, you have to show your strength.

The so-called prime age is around 40 years old.

Yang Zhengshan took another sip of tea, thought for a moment, and said, "You can join the army if you want. I will arrange a suitable position for you, but I have one request."

"Please speak, Lord Marquis!" Luo Jinsong said solemnly.

"Once you enter the army, there are no longer fellow disciples, only comrades-in-arms!" said Yang Zhengshan.

What he meant was that there would no longer be a Yuhengxing Hall, and these three hundred disciples would no longer be disciples of the sect, but just soldiers of Chongshan Town.

Of course, the small group centered on Luo Jinsong will still exist, and it is impossible to eliminate it.

Moreover, Chongshan Town is not without its own small team. All the generals have their own confidants. Even Pang Tang has transferred two trusted subordinates, so having one more Luo Jinsong doesn't matter.

"I understand that after joining the army, there will no longer be Yuhengxing Hall in this world."

Luo Jinsong had already considered this.

Since you have decided to join the army, there is no need to cling to previous relationships. After joining the army, everyone will go their separate ways.

He had already told these to the disciples of Yuhengxingtang before.

Those disciples who were unwilling to join the army had already left, and the rest wanted to join the army for a better future.

In fact, many martial artists in the martial arts world are very willing to join the army. After all, they can obtain official status after joining the army. However, the sects will restrict their disciples from joining the army.

All the disciples have gone to join the army, so who will inherit the sect?

Therefore, most of the disciples of Yuhengxingtang were willing to follow Luo Jinsong into the army.

(End of this chapter)