Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 388 Developing Malacca (please subscribe!)
The Qing Dynasty opened unparalleled in the northwest, and the interior of the Ming Dynasty is also undergoing new changes.

Jiangyin City.

"If you want me to say, the imperial court should stop the new imperial examination earlier. After all, if you can't even understand the books of sages, how can you be called a scholar?"

"That's right, I've been depressed until now, but it's not because I don't know true Confucianism, and I don't know how to study things to learn, so I have no way to serve the country!"

"Those old scholars back then were very lucky. They went to Luzon to become a ninth-rank sesame official."

In a teahouse by the roadside, a few down-and-out scholars were whispering.

After rambling on for a while, someone suddenly said: "Have you heard that the imperial court is now trying to recruit Confucianism teachers, go to sea to teach sage articles to those barbarians, and earn three silver dollars a month!"

"Of course I've heard of it, but I still want to try the imperial examination again. If I can pass high school, I'll be worthy of Han Chuang's hard study!"

Unexpectedly, the man was interrupted as soon as he spoke.

"Hey! I think it's not a bad thing for me to educate the barbarians before I go to sea. It's three silver dollars a month. If I stay here, I won't be able to make so much money unless I go to the factory!"

Shaking his head, a scholar with a slightly shabby dress got up and left. After getting married and starting a business, he didn't make any money for his family. How could he have the nerve to continue the exam?

The so-called relying on the sages' books to test their fame, become an official, and let their family members live a good life. Now it seems that even buying rice on weekdays has to rely on the special price of the gold department store. What a good life.

After returning home, Zheng Changcai looked at the dilapidated courtyard wall of his home and the yellowed door, although in many places it can still be seen that his family was once considered well-to-do.

But since he has been taking the exam for more than ten years, he can't even pass the exam as a scholar, and his family has completely collapsed!

Seeing that Zheng Changcai came back, the daughter-in-law swiftly packed up the dishes at home, put them on the table and said to him, "Master, you are back, you are tired from studying hard, hurry up and eat something, and the yamen will send it to you this morning." The new food that came here is said to be a subsidy for our family, thanks to the fact that our ancestors were heroes who fought against the Qing Dynasty!"

Those who survived in Jiangyin were all loyal.

Hearing this, Zheng Changcai's eyes filled with tears, he has decided!

At the dinner table, Zheng Changcai gulped down the thick porridge he had just cooked, and he could feel that the consistency in his wife's bowl was not the same as that in his own bowl.

But he didn't speak, just kept eating and eating.

It wasn't until he picked out the last grain of rice in the bowl that he said in the shocked eyes of his wife: "I don't want to take the exam. Recently, the imperial court is organizing scholars to go to Nanyang Johor to study Buddhism. I think our family must be in Johor. Have a good time."

"Here, for so many years, I made you suffer with me!"

After saying these words, Zheng Changcai looked straight at his daughter-in-law.

After a moment of silence, Zheng Changcai's daughter-in-law burst into tears and said slowly: "If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog, if you marry a bench, lift it up and go. Let's skip the exam and go to Johor to live a good life!"

She also heard about the job of teaching a teacher a few days ago. After all, Zheng Changcai is already a well-known scholar among his neighbors.

In his 30s, he is still just a child. It is somewhat ugly to say that.

Of course, it has surpassed many people.

After a few days, Zheng Changcai signed his name heavily on the paperwork for Johor, and boarded the boat under the puzzled eyes of other scholars who were sitting and drinking tea together a few days ago, and embarked on the journey to Johor. .

Before leaving, Zheng Changcai said to his former classmates: "I have heard of a foreign land for a long time and there is no local accent, but my hometown is a foreign land!"

Leaving his hometown and going to Johor was the bravest decision Zheng Changcai made in his life, and it was also the first time he made up his own mind after his parents passed away.

Fortunately, my daughter-in-law agreed with my idea.

As a part of the Confucian education in the immigration plan, after leaving his hometown, Zheng Changcai will get the most basic [-] mu of fertile land according to the number of people in his family, and the corresponding basic farming equipment is also readily available.

Coupled with a job as a teacher, Zheng Changcai felt very satisfied.

He still has a home, a wife and children, but it's not in a familiar place.

Johor, Temasek (Singapore).

Now there have been earth-shaking changes from when I first came here.

There are a large number of fishing ports and wharves, and Daming even built a small city not far from the mouth of the sea, and the immigrant ship of the Ming Dynasty just arrived here.

As soon as it docked at the port, the people on the bow began to cheer and jump up.

After all, the long sea voyage is not for fun. If it hadn’t been for a replenishment stop in Yizhou Island and Luzon, the common people would have been unbearable.

Even so, people still miss the feeling of land.

"Are you here? Are you here? We've arrived in Johor!"

"Yeah, it's finally here. I can't even remember how long I've been on the boat!"

Although there is no shortage of anything on board, fresh water and food, the immigration plan has been prepared at each port of departure before the start of the immigration plan.

And at any supply point along the way, you can get sufficient supplies. After all, Daming is full of ports in Nanyang.

"Get off the boat, we're here!"

Today’s Johor, especially Temasek, has set aside a large area of ​​fertile land for the people of Daming under the advance planning of the Daming Naturalization Department, and has planned it as a Daming immigration resettlement area.

As for where the aborigines originally in Temasek and the surrounding land went, of course they were "properly" resettled by Daming to other barren and remote places to contribute to Daming's land development plan.

The native people of the Ming Dynasty still asked for opinions when they immigrated, try to be voluntary, do not force it unless necessary, and even use huge propaganda weapons to mobilize the people, but when facing the natives, the officials and the army of the Ming Dynasty don't know how to write the word polite.

Either go, or you are a slave from this moment on.

"Everyone, don't wander around. We will collect our identity badges at the corresponding resettlement sites according to the numbers of different ships. By then, this will be necessary for allocating land!"

Allotment of land?

A grassroots civil servant from the Naturalization Department of the Ministry of Household Affairs was constantly talking to the people who had just disembarked, but when it came to the final allocation of land, the people instantly boiled over.

"How much land can we get? Is it really like what the newspaper said, one person has one hundred acres?"

Li Daniu was the first to speak, and the other villagers around him pulled him up one after another, as if they were dissatisfied with why he had to speak first.

For those who are unfamiliar with the place, being in the limelight is not a good thing, but the civil servant's eyes lit up, this was a good joke, and he quickly said:
"That's right! That's right, what the uncle said just now is absolutely correct. The policies stipulated by the imperial court are all equal. When everyone comes to Johor, after a short period of resettlement, they can get their own land!"

(End of this chapter)