Emperor Ming Dynasty

Under the scorching summer, the cabinet, which was escaping the summer heat in Yuquan Mountain, finally received a memorial from Heilongjiang City.

It takes more than a month for a memorial.

The cabinet was noncommittal about Heilongjiang's request.

Frankly speaking, the population of Jilin in Northeast China is not fully populated, so how can it be possible to develop Heilongjiang?

(I made a mistake, Nuergancheng is located in Heilongjiang Estuary, Temple Street, Sakhalin Island, and Heilongjiang City is located in Vladivostok)

"As long as he doesn't ask for money, everything is up to him—"

Yan Chongxin said casually, with a casual tone.

There is no way, if Jilin is the barrier of Liaodong, then the Heilongjiang area is purely redundant, no matter how bad it is, it is not much worse.

The old domain of Nuergandu Si was much warmer 200 years ago than it is today.

The cabinet nodded in agreement.

"Huh——" Suddenly, Yan Chongxin's passers-by stopped.

His eyes were tightly focused on the memorial, and he was reluctant to leave.

The few people on the side were a little surprised, what's so interesting about this?

Facing Wang Yingxiong's and Zhao Shu's probing gazes, Yan Chongxin raised his head, with some joy on his face:
"Heilongjiang Xingdusi seems to be suitable for large-scale development."

Several people circulated it one after another, and immediately called for thinking one by one.

Without him, Heilongjiang reported that last year's tax revenue alone exceeded 20 yuan, and if it continues to develop this year and attract people from North Korea and Japan to cultivate, it will be no problem to reach 50 million yuan.

In other words, if conservatively estimated, Heilongjiang can bring 10,000+ taxes to the imperial court.

It looks like a small number, but it is comparable to a county in the south of the Yangtze River and a prefecture in Shaanxi.

In other words, after a few years of short-term investment, this place in Heilongjiang has come to the harvest season, which is a net income.

The whole cabinet was amazed.

As long as it is not a loss-making business, you can continue to do it.

"Officials of all ranks in Heilongjiang should also be aligned."

Once recognized, the treatment will naturally be different.

Wang Yingxiong said directly: "After all, it is also the general's mansion of the imperial court. All the officials need to be allocated well, and the rules cannot be broken."

Zhao Shu frowned, twirled his white beard, and said in a deep voice:

"In recent years, although the imperial court has always wanted to develop the Northeast region, Liaodong is only slightly populated. Whether it is Jilin or Heilongjiang, they are both vast and sparsely populated."

"This is not possible, you have to step up your actions."

"Gyeonggi? Or Shandong?" Wang Yingxiong said with a smile.

"Shandong!" Zhao Shu sighed: "Although Shandong suffered from wars and turmoil during the reign of Chongzhen, its population is now at its peak, and it is in the north, so it is suitable for migration."

"Then recruit [-] troops from Shandong to reclaim Jilin—" Wang Yingxiong said decisively.

Those incentive policies in previous years, such as the amount of land allocated, etc., have been dismissed by the imperial court.

The best way is to recruit local poor people into the army and let them reclaim wasteland in Jilin.

After two or three years, the land will be reclaimed, the raw land will become mature land, and most of the land will be sold to them at a low price.

Then let him return to his hometown in Jinyi, get married with the money and land he earned, or return to Jilin with his family.

It took a long time and cost a little more, but it worked!
The imperial court doesn't care about time at all, and the only thing they worry about is money.

To maintain the military salary of 2 people, and the supply of money, food and materials, there will be no million dollars a year.

The cost of buying 100 households of immigrants for [-] million yuan is too high.

But now the cabinet is willing to pay, the biggest reason is the stimulation of Heilongjiang.

The sparsely populated Heilongjiang is so rich, so Jilin can't take off yet?
"Heilongjiang recruits people from North Korea and Japan. Isn't there too few Chinese people?"

Yan Chongxin raised his head and said with a light smile, "It was hard for someone to present a memorial, but it turned out that Jilin was the one who made a profit. Wang Shiguo was so pissed off when he found out."

"Hahaha!"

The cabinet laughed instantly.

"Let's have 5000 people with him!" Wang Yingxiong said angrily, "If you run a place like Dusi with slaves, no matter how many people there are, you won't be able to support them."

As soon as the memorial was played here, Wang Shiguo immediately invited a group of merchants to discuss matters, including Korean merchants and Han merchants.

Among these people, there were no big merchants who took ships, but small traders with a net worth of only a few hundred yuan or a few thousand silver dollars.

The most distinctive feature is that they have traveled hundreds of miles from North Hamgyong Province in North Korea, earning some hard money.

Not afraid of severe cold and hard work, more than a dozen people, lesser three or five people, come in groups.

Or a few donkeys, or personally carrying the burden of a small mountain of people, a few pairs of worn-out shoes, needles and thread, homemade cloth, self-made wine, or fragile pottery.

Li Biao is such a small merchant.

He and several cousins ​​traveled hundreds of miles to Heilongjiang City to make a fortune, carrying homemade cloth bought from the countryside.

Ordinary Koreans don't have a surname, but he was born in two classes of nobles. Three generations ago, he was a branch of the nobility, but he has a surname after all.

So he could only write his own name, but he still bravely brought a family of relatives to Heilongjiang City to do business.

It has been three years since summer passed and cold came.

Years of raids made him face full of wind and frost, but it also shaped his mentality of not being surprised.

Surrounded by representatives of various small business groups, people were anxious, wondering why the general summoned them.

Suddenly, he raised his head, and the solemn face of General Heilongjiang appeared in front of him, and there was a commotion in the hall.

"Everyone, the main reason for calling everyone here this time is because you are all from North Hamgyong Province in North Korea, so we are hosting a banquet here."

At this time, the businessmen became more and more uneasy, pushing and yelling one by one, and finally it was the turn of a prestigious businessman to ask: "Did Ming also discriminate against our Hamgyong businessmen?"

"No, I'm giving you a way to get rich."

Wang Shiguo said with a smile all over his face.

Before leaving, he deliberately found someone to learn about the story of Xianjingdao, and sighed for it.

Establishment of the Joseon Dynasty Lee Sung-gye is a monk in Hamjeong Province. According to common sense, he established the Joseon Dynasty and he should take good care of the Hamjeong Province area.

But who made Li Chenggui want to abolish the elders and establish the younger ones, causing his son Li Fangyuan to go through two "prince rebellions", kill his own brother Li Fangshuo, minister Zheng Daochuan, exile Li Fanggan and other young people, and finally succeeded in seizing the throne.

In the process, Li Chenggui escaped from Seoul and returned to Xianjing Road, which almost caused civil strife in North Korea, splitting it in half.

Because Li Fangyuan continued to send peace envoys to the north, and was shot to death by Li Chenggui decisively, so that the Korean idiom "Xianjing mission" was born.

In the end, Li Chenggui could only return to Seoul aggrieved and imprisoned in the palace.

The quarrel between the father and son caused turmoil throughout North Korea.

And Li Fangyuan is also a ruthless person. He vented his anger on Ping'an Road and Hamgyong Road, which raised troops in turmoil, and resorted to "Northwest Imprisonment".

People from the Xianjing Road can only be county officials at most, and they can't be Beijing officials at all.

There are countless discriminations in taxation and corvee. In bad years, more taxes are levied, and in bad years, exploitation is exhausted, just like Great Britain starved to death in Ireland.

The official geography book "Zhe Li Zhi" published at that time directly concluded that the two roads of Xianping in the northwest were uninhabitable.

The people of Hamgyong-do also hated Seoul very much. When the Japanese army invaded in 1592 and Bingzi was in chaos in 1636, many people from Hamgyong-do cheered and hoped that the Joseon Dynasty would be overthrown and the new ruler would treat them well. better.

At this level of hostility, Wang Shiguo is extremely happy:

The people of Xianjing Road are absolutely happy to migrate to Heilongjiang City.

At the same time, if this is the case, there is no need to worry about being an internal traitor, cooperating with the outside and shaking the rule of the court.

"I know that the people in Xianjing Dao are bullied and miserable, and you must also know that Heilongjiang City is light on labor and poor in taxes, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Although they are not rich, they are still livable—"

"As long as you encourage the people of Xianjing Road to move money after you return to your hometown, you will definitely be rewarded."

"In addition, I will treat all the people who have migrated here equally. Each household will be rewarded with [-] acres of land and a house, and I will never break my promise—"

After hearing this, the merchants were in an uproar.

Everyone whispered to each other, unable to believe such words.

And Wang Shiguo was unambiguous, and said directly: "As long as anyone who can bring me a family, I will give three silver dollars, ten families will get 30 yuan, and one hundred families will get 300 yuan. I will never break my promise."

As he said that, boxes of silver coins were lifted up, and the lid of the wooden box was opened, and the round silver coins piled up into hills directly dazzled Li Biao's eyes.

Good guy.

Li Biao felt his heart beating fast, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were hot.

"Besides, there's salt—"

As he said that, a load of sea salt was picked out, which attracted everyone's attention.

Although Xianjing Road is close to the sea, it lacks salt.

Although the sea water near Heilongjiang City is not as good as the Bohai Sea and the East China Sea, and there are no coal mines for fuel, the wood is not cheap.

Towering giant trees seem to be free of money, as long as they can be felled, they can be used as fuel to boil salt.

As a result, sea salt has become the favorite trade product of the tribes, and even the Koreans like this kind of sea salt.

At least it is cheaper than domestic salt in North Korea, and it tastes better, and it is extremely profitable to come and go.

"I will sell another bucket of salt to each family."

It seems that he knows what these North Koreans are thinking, and Wang Shiguo's words and deeds fall on their hearts.

"As far as I know, if you resell this bucket of salt back to the mainland, the price will be doubled, and if you go south to Xianjing South Road, it will be more than tripled."

"What if it's ten stones? What about a hundred stones? It's enough to make you big shots in the county, and you don't need to carry the burden yourself next time you come here."

Li Biao was short of breath.

He also thought of this.

If you go back with three or five buckets of salt on your back, you will be able to buy a donkey the next time you come back. Not only will you be able to buy more things, but you will also be able to make a fortune...

The banquet was a success.

Thirty or so teams and hundreds of small merchants accepted this task.

As a sweetener, Wang Shiguo even allowed each of them to buy a bucket of salt at a low price.

"cousin--"

When they set off again, everyone seemed to be carrying a hill.

His back was bent, but the smile on his face couldn't be stopped.

"Remember, you have to listen to me when you go back this time."

Li Biao gritted his teeth, and said with a sinking dantian.

Afterwards, each person supported a stick and carried a burden weighing hundreds of catties, and slowly returned to the south.

Originally, there was no road from Xianjing Road to Heilongjiang City, but with more people walking, it became a road.

Xianjing Road was occupied by North Korea at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and then continued to expand, reaching the area south of the Tumen River.

However, due to the hundreds of years of imprisonment in the northwest and turmoil, the population of Xianjing Road has been depressed for a long time.

The northernmost city is Qingxing City, which is only two hundred miles away from Jingcheng.

Li Biao and others traveled together, and they were safe and sound along the way, but when they arrived in China, they encountered bandits on the way.

After reluctantly paying a toll, they returned to their home outside Qingxing City.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, merchants from the nearby ten miles and eight villages came directly to the door and devoured their goods.

It is often at this time that Li Biao realizes that the money he has earned through untold hardships is not as good as sitting on the eleventh.

After the goods were dispersed, all the young people in the village gathered together, wanting to hear his rumors about being abroad.

At this time, Li Biao often put up his posture and talked about some old things, but everyone never tired of hearing it.

Seeing the crowd gathered again, Li Biao recalled what happened in Heilongjiang City, coughed and said:
"I went to Heilongjiang City this time, and found that there are more people there, and there are more goods for sale. Ming Dynasty porcelain, all kinds of books, everything that one expects to find—"

"Is there a woman for sale there?" a shameless shouted.

"Bullshit, there must be."

Li Biao laughed and scolded: "There are a lot of boats there, so you don't have to worry about meat. I saw a wild boar on the street and sold it on the ground. If you buy less, people will scold you—"

"Even a tiger rack can be sold along the street, it's very lively—"

This caused everyone to exclaim.

There are not many tigers in Xianjing, but few people dare to provoke their power.

After talking about a few more strange things, Li Biao finally mentioned that the Heilongjiang General's Mansion had publicized it.

"Five Hundred Acres of Land"

"Easy corvee and thin endowment"

"Can go to aunt"

One by one, they were all spread out in the mouths of the merchants.

All young people know that in the city of Heilongjiang, hundreds of miles away, there is a place where the rich do not worry about food and drink.

And what attracted them the most was joining Heilongjiang City and becoming a member of the Great Ming Dynasty.

From being the most discriminated Taoist in Xianjing in North Korea to becoming a native of Shangguo, who can bear it?

To Li Biao's surprise, there was an endless stream of people asking him questions, and there were knocks on the door until midnight.

The next day, even the two classes of nobles from several nearby families sent people to invite him as a guest and asked about Heilongjiang.

After getting an affirmative answer, everyone's mood is completely different.

Clan forces are everywhere in North Korea, and Xianjingdao is no exception.

The people who migrated to Heilongjiang took the clan as the center, and continued to connect in series, and the scale became larger and larger.

In one summer, in three or four months, tens of thousands of people left Xianjing Road, and the entire village and township were left empty.

But at this time, the Xianjing Dao officialdom realized that something big had happened.

Good guy, except for the people in the city, all the people in the countryside have run away, and there is no one to collect food.