Destiny Only Han

Old Port Proclamation Department.

Shen Tujia sat behind the desk, folding his hands on his chin, which made Jia Yi, who was sitting below him, feel oppressed.

As expected of someone who has followed the emperor for a long time, even his posture is very similar... Jia Yi nodded secretly.

"That's it?" Shen Tujia asked.

What they were discussing before was the issue of indigenous human rights that Jia Yi mentioned.

Well, the main thing is the salary standard.

According to the local recruitment standards of the Han Dynasty, even the most unskilled female textile workers can earn about [-] Han yuan per month. Nowadays, the monthly salary of the colonial natives here basically does not exceed [-] yuan, which is indeed a bit low. Already...

If not for the fact that every aboriginal family here has a large farmland, or else they would have starved to death long ago just relying on the money they earned from working...

The so-called do not suffer from the few but suffer from inequity.

Jia Yi's worry is that it is so oppressive that sooner or later this silent volcano will erupt and shake the foundation of Han rule here.

After all, throughout Nanyang, the number of natives still exceeds the number of Han people.

And this status quo, if not through butcher's knife or other methods, may continue like this!
Without him, Han people can survive, and the same goes for native people.

The important thing is that compared with the Han people's mentality of hoping that their children will succeed, the natives here have a completely free-range approach to children, and they don't care about anything else except for those who stutter.

Therefore, in terms of ability to survive, these natives are better able to survive...

During this period of time, Jia Yi was wandering around the Southeast Asian islands, and the most common thing he saw was a native woman, followed by a long line of children working in the plantation.

Therefore, he said with concern: "I have written to inform Your Majesty of this matter..."

Shen Tujia was stunned for a moment, an expression full of relief flashed across his face.

How could he not know what Jia Yi said?
But the root of the problem does not lie with him.

Shen Tujia nodded and said, "That's very good. I will just wait for His Majesty's order."

Jia Yi frowned: "The so-called eating the emperor's salary means worrying about the emperor's worries. Therefore, since Anhou is the protector of the Anhai Protectorate, he should share your majesty's worries. If you wait for your majesty's orders in everything, then you have to wait for me. What are you doing, minister?"

"I would like to be taught." Shen Tujia bowed his hand casually.

Jia Yi was silent.

The Shen Tujia in front of him seemed completely different from the Shen Tujia he knew from the rumors.

But what is the reason?

Seemingly sensing Jia Yi's doubts, Shen Tujia shook his head and said, "Although I am the Chief Protector of the Anhai Protectorate and also serves as the observation envoy of the Xuanwei Department in Jiugang, there are some things that I cannot make the decision about."

Jia Yi looked thoughtful.

Shen Tujia thought for a moment, stood up and said, "Let's go and walk around this old port with someone to see if the scenery here is completely different from that of the Central Plains!"

Jia Yi nodded.

After all, the Xuanwei Si Yamen has a lot of talkative people, and it is indeed not a place where many things can be discussed.

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pier.

Thousands of sails hang high in the distance.

The weather is very good today. From a high place, you can even see the island (Bangka Island) on the other side of the sea.

At the port, a cargo ship loaded with timber docked. More than a hundred dark-skinned local natives rushed over, beating their chests vigorously, indicating that they were strong, and asking for a job loading and unloading cargo.

The native who looked like a foreman randomly clicked on half of them, and the remaining people who were not selected immediately left dejectedly, and some even cried emotionally.

In a tall building next to the pier, Jia Yi was full of doubts: "Isn't it just that I didn't choose? Why are you crying?"

A hint of sarcasm flashed across Shen Tujia's lips: "If it were you, you would cry too."

Jia Yi asked: "Why?"

"As His Majesty once said, these natives are all temporary workers..." Shen Tujia asked with a smile: "Do you understand temporary workers?"

Jia Yi nodded.

Shen Tujia continued: "The so-called temporary workers are just working for a day to earn a day's money. If you don't work, there will be no money to earn..."

Jia Yi frowned: "That doesn't make you cry? Although the farmland here does not have nine crops every two years, but three crops a year is not a big problem. Although the natives have no money, they generally have too much food to eat at home..."

"So, as for that?"

"Of course that's all!" Shen Tujia shook his head: "The natives don't have the habit of saving. They always get drunk today and get drunk the next. After they have money, they go to hook up with women and just find a corner to get things done."

"The problem is, those native women don't have a lifelong view on marriage and love. Today they ate a piece of cake from Zhang San and just stood there, letting you pick it up. Tomorrow they ate a piece of meat from Li Si and just lay there. The ground looks like a dog..." "So, those poor natives can only watch the rich natives have sex with women, and maybe they are the mothers of his children or his old wives..."

Jia Yi was stunned.

Shen Tujia waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Have you seen the wood being unloaded over there?"

"What's so strange about that?" Jia Yi nodded and said with familiarity: "Since His Majesty issued the logging restriction order, except for the state-owned logging farms in Liaodong, Bashu, Sichuan, and Zhonggui, all other areas need to declare before logging. With the approval of the government, Beidi County, Shang County and other counties located in the upper reaches of the river are strictly prohibited from cutting down even dead trees..."

"Therefore, the wood needed in the country is either shipped from Whale Island or from Nanyang, and most of it is from Nanyang, accounting for more than [-]%."

Shen Tujia gave a thumbs up: "As expected of the twins of the empire, your majesty selected the talents to be crown princes..."

Jia Yi looked a little shy.

After all, the Han Dynasty is a country based on seniority. First-tier heroes like Cao Shen have not yet been relegated to the second line. Second-tier ministers like Shen Tujia are only working as high-ranking officials to gain experience. Young people like him are even more ambitious.

Therefore, whether it was Liu Ying or others, they characterized him as a loyal minister who would assist the prince in the future.

Because of this, he and Liu Yingke went to Nanyang together.

Well, Liu Yingke was the second son of Liu Jiao, and the eldest son of Liu Jiao, Liu You, was not immortal. He was not destined to be the king of Chu, so he was a natural royalist.

Shen Tujia pointed at the logs being moved and said with a smile: "Today has opened Jia Shizhong's eyes... Do you think that's wood? You're wrong, that's actually grain!"

Jia Yi's eyes widened: "Food?"

He had only heard that bark grass roots could be used to feed his hunger, but he had never seen anyone eat a tree trunk without bark!
"Yes, food." Shen Tujia nodded: "That kind of tree is called sago tree by the local natives. It looks like a coconut tree, with a straight trunk, long leaves, and is evergreen all year round."

"This kind of tree grows very fast. It can grow to a height of more than ten to 20 meters in basically ten years. However, its lifespan is very short, and it can live up to ten to 20 years."

"The strange thing is that the bark of this tree is full of edible flour. Cut down the tree before it dies, peel off the bark, grind the trunk into powder, and then pour it into water to wash out the impurities. , and after waiting for the muddy water to settle naturally, you will get edible pink lumps!"

"The local natives grind it into the size of rice grains, steam it in a pot and it is fragrant..."

Shen Tujia said with a bit of greed on his face.

Jia Yi clicked his tongue and marveled: "It is really the most amazing place in the world! There are such magical trees here, and the trees are edible. No wonder when the army conquered this place, they said that the mountains and plains here are full of indigenous people. It is really surprising!"

The war he was talking about happened about seven years ago.

At that time, several indigenous tribes here in Old Port competed to pay tribute to the Han Kingdom...

Well, the main fight was for the right to legally enter the territory of Han and purchase Han products at a fair price.

And the final result is just like the past when Ba, Ju, and Shu attacked each other, but were missed by Qin...

The natives here were defeated by the Han who arrived later, and the old port changed from a concession to an integral part of the Han...

Hearing Jia Yi's words, Shen Tujia shook his head and said, "Yes, it's all strange. It's a pity that this kind of delicacy no longer belongs to the natives who discovered it to be edible and cultivated it..."

Jia Yi turned his head and asked, "Why?"

In the next second, he suddenly realized: "I understand! But with the introduction of the Han's agricultural technology, people here found that it is easier to plant rice than to collect such trees?"

"After all, it's humid and rainy here, and the weather is hot. Rice can be harvested three times a year, but this kind of tree takes ten years to be edible!"

"No." Shen Tujia shook his head again: "This matter should be asked to our Tian family's emperor's son-in-law, leaving the heir in waiting..."

Jia Yi suddenly became interested.

Although Zhang Buyi was a worthless waste in Liu Bang's eyes, he was an out-and-out legend among the Han subjects!

In today's Han Dynasty, aside from Liu Ying and a certain Pixiu, the couple Zhang Buyi and Liu Le are almost undisputedly the richest men in the Han Dynasty!

There is no shortage of power (?), beauty (crossed out), and money. It really makes people grit their teeth with envy!

So, Jia Yi asked: "Why does this matter have anything to do with leaving an heir?"

Shen Tujia sighed: "Five years ago, this kind of sago was sent to Chang'an City as a tribute. Naturally, the emperor's son-in-law also got some. Somehow, he found that this kind of sago was not eaten by insects!"

"So since then, the local natives can no longer eat their traditional food..."

"Not eaten by insects? Forbidden to eat?" Jia Yi frowned: "What is the connection between the two?"

Shen Tujia explained: “When weaving, the cloth needs to be sized so that the slurry can penetrate into the yarn to enhance the wear resistance of the yarn and improve the stretchability of the yarn. This way, even if it is driven by electricity Large looms are used for weaving, and the yarns are not easy to break."

Jia Yi nodded with a genuine look on his face.

"And if you use traditional rice pulp to sizing the yarn, it will easily attract insects!" Shen Tujia continued: "Therefore, this kind of slurry made from ground sago trees is particularly precious!"

"For this reason, all sago trees in Southeast Asia have become forbidden areas of Shangxiantang. Except for some jungles that are inaccessible to humans, all sago trees in other areas have been marked and cut down."

"Only those areas under the control of Shangxian Hall can grow these trees..."

"So, not to mention those natives who only have a handful of strength, even those native commanders who have become naturalized men and are now serving in the Xuanwei Department of Old Port can never hope to taste the delicacies of the past!"