Rise of the 1630s South America

Chapter 1185 Emergency transportation and resettlement ([-])

On December 1658, 9, light rain.

A group of immigrants from Huai'an Prefecture who had just finished breakfast were driven by the soldiers to the Yuntiguan Wharf. Knowing that they would be loaded onto the boat soon, they cried loudly. Some of them were still staring at the murky water in front of them. Regardless of whether he could swim or not, he was thinking about jumping into the river and escaping as a desperate fight.It's a pity that some naval warships moored in the middle of the river dissuaded most people from thinking about it. These days, there are not a few people who were picked up from the river and put on shackles to ram the ground outside Yuntiguan City, and some leaders even To be shown to the public by the owl's head made many people terrified.

Liao Jiangong, who ended his career as a teacher at the Military and Political University of the Qing Dynasty, just finished a bowl of rice porridge with a musty taste. It's really stingy to eat old grains that are soggy—but there's no way around it, there aren't enough houses here, and there's a lot of rain and humidity this summer, so it's not uncommon for some grains to be damp.But then again, who made Liao Jiangong, Section Chief Liao, want to pretend to "share weal and woe" with the people?Who can blame him for not eating the exquisite breakfast prepared for him, but having to eat it in the same pot with these unkempt immigrants?

"Section Chief Liao, it's time to go." A voice with a strange accent sounded in his ear. Liao Jiangong turned his head and saw that it was the second mate of the "Yulinsong" motor sailing ship, Megeff. This gentleman was originally a Ukrainian contract slave. His name is Medvedev. After obtaining his official status, he was recruited and trained as a fishing boat sailor by the South China Sea Fishery Company. After years of hard work, he passed the political examination. Now he is the second officer on a 1150-ton motor sailboat with a bright future.

"Has everyone been resettled?" Liao Jiangong asked after straightening his clothes.

"A total of 1205 people, men, women and children, all boarded the ship a quarter of an hour ago." Megève replied respectfully.

"Then get on board." Liao Jiangong, who was quite a cadre, replied solemnly.

At [-] o'clock in the morning, four motorboats including the "Yulinsong" motorboat were fully loaded with nearly [-] immigrants and a large amount of grain, and left Yuntiguan Wharf one by one. After sailing along the river to the sea and finishing their formation, The four ships raised their sails and headed northward along the southeast wind, heading straight for Sakhalin Island.

This time, the people from the East Bank fought for several months around Huai'an Mansion and captured many people. Among them, the town of Jiangpu in Guangqing had a population of more than 45, not to mention that many people in the surrounding counties were taken away by the people from the East Bank. , according to a rough estimate, the total number has reached as many as [-], which is extremely frightening.

How to resettle such a large population has become a huge problem, and after discussion at a special meeting held by Commander Chang Kaisheng Chang, it was decided that all the population should be resettled and fed in batches to reduce the pressure on the local area, and at the same time let these While waiting for transportation, the immigrants who are waiting to be transported are doing infrastructure construction that owes many years of homework in various places.After all, more than 40 immigrants cannot be transported away in one or two years. It is also necessary to do work and learn the language and laws and regulations of the East Coast before transporting them away.

Among them, Ningbo Prefecture, as an area with a large amount of grain reserves under the East Bank, has undertaken a total of 20 population resettlement shares; In addition, the three colonies of Jeju Island, Pusan ​​County, and Wonsanjin also jointly ate 15 people. In the end, Sakhalin Island, Rishiri Island, Ezo, and the Amur River region were allocated more than 5 people because of the large amount of infrastructure to be built and the existence of a large number of collective farms. Human indicators—Of course, it needs to be explained that all these 5 immigrants will eventually be shipped back to the mainland. It's just a huge and incomparable labor resource.

At this time, the ship that Liao Jiangong and others boarded will sail to a port in the southwest of Sakhalin Island, where all 1205 immigrants (family units) will land there, and then live in a pre-opened collective The farm started collective labor until the immigrant boat that took them to the mainland arrived again.

On September 9, after an eleven-day long journey, the "Yulinsong" arrived at a small pier called Xunwei Port (later Kholmsk City), and its legs were already weak. More than 12 immigrants from Huai'an Prefecture were allowed to disembark in batches.Liao Jiangong also disembarked at this time, and when he disembarked, Megeve, the second officer, was still chattering with him: "When I was in the mainland, I heard that one-third of the entire Sakhalin Island The latitude of the area is actually about the same as that of France, but the abominable cold current comes from the Sea of ​​Okhotsk, constantly washing both ends of the island, making it cold here. Ah, fortunately, the western part of the island is nourished by the warm Kuroshio Current , which greatly weakened the power of the cold current, thus making the climate here relatively pleasant. I also heard from a scholar who was exiled here after committing the crime that, long ago, there was actually a gap between Sakhalin Island and the mainland. There is an isthmus. This isthmus blocks the cold current and diverts the cold current. The average temperature of the entire island is at least five to ten degrees higher than it is now. Maybe we can also find a way to build this isthmus again. The depth of the sea water there is actually very shallow..."

"Okay, Mr. Second Officer, aren't you ready to say goodbye to me?" Liao Jiangong patted the second officer on the shoulder, handed over a pack of rare Congo shredded tobacco from his pocket, and said, "I'm going to the city, I wish you You're having a good time here."

"Thank you, Section Chief Liao, for the gift. I like it very much." Megeff weighed the shredded tobacco in his hand and said with a smile on his face.

Liao Jiangong smiled, and then, accompanied by several entourages, walked towards the government compound of Xunwei Township.The official letter from the Heishui Pioneering Team government appointing him as the mayor of Xunwei Township should have arrived here a few months ago, and he was going to take office now.

The planning of Xunwei Township is very simple, just two short streets, one horizontal and one vertical. The township government is located at the crossroads. The design is much more pleasing to the eye - Liao Jiangong could see this when he stood on the deck of the "Yulinsong".

There is a large square at the crossroads, and there is a huge whale skeleton on the square. Perhaps some unlucky whale ran aground in the coastal waters of Xunwei Township, and was dragged back by the residents to be slaughtered, and the skeleton stayed there. The square acts as a souvenir, despite the wind and rain.

To the north of the crossroads is the township government. When Liao Jiangong and others approached, a few guards who were lazily basking in the sun ignored them, but wiped their rifles on their own. The cadres in black tunic suits are here, who cares who you are!

With a "creak", the thick township government gate was pushed open, Liao Jiangong walked in with his entourage, almost stumbled by the smoke coming from his face - the small hall was full of unpleasant smells Liao Jiangong walked in the smoke, as if he was in a fairyland.

All the "fairies" in the fairyland are sitting together in twos and threes at the moment, or bragging and chatting, or playing mahjong cards, or getting drunk, in short, none of them are doing business.

"Vice Township Mayor Hou Yongqiang, Police Station Director Niu Zisheng, Meteorological Station Director Lin Sen, Post Station Director Boris, Supply and Marketing Cooperative Director Chen Dahua, Warehouse Management Director Ba Sanqiang, all fucking get out!" Liao Jiangong suddenly said He took out his pistol and fired a shot at the roof, saying with a cold face.

"哗啦啦", "吱嘎——砰" there was a messy sound, and a dozen township cadres stood up and looked at Liao Jiangong and others with confused and frightened eyes, while they were basking in the sun outside the door Several guards also broke through the door and rushed in, still holding rifles in their hands, the atmosphere was a little dignified for a while.

"You...are you Liao Township Chief?" Finally a thin cadre asked.

"I am Liao Jiangong." After inserting the pistol into the holster, Liao Jiangong walked to the table, swept all the mahjong tiles on the ground, and stared at a group of township cadres with cold eyes, and said.

"The head of the township...", "My lord...", "Master..." Some township cadres were busy wiping their sweat, while some cadres from the Ming Dynasty had already knelt down, and several policemen who rushed in with guns They also looked at each other, then put away the rifle in embarrassment, and stood aside, the scene was a little chaotic for a while.

"Right now, 400 tons of grain from Qingjiangpu are being unloaded on the wharf. This is the living ration for nearly [-] people here in the next year. I don't want to say it again, give it all to me Get out to unload the goods, and stay in the house again, I will kill him immediately." After Liao Jiangong's voice fell, four tall Patagonian guards stepped forward and picked up several township cadres who were kneeling on the ground one by one. He threw it into the mud outside the door, and then repeatedly urged them to go to work.

After driving out a group of corpses and vegetarians, Liao Jiangong opened the window, took a breath of fresh air, and then muttered: "The quality of the cadres transferred from the veterans of the servant army is indeed low. Even their attitude towards work is problematic, and these people should be used less in the future.”

In fact, Liao Jiangong's complaints about cadres have long been heard by his superiors, and he has begun to gradually improve.For example, the rude and disrespectful cadres that could be seen everywhere in Dabo County in the past—typically the old-style cadres who like to beat and scold at will, whip their subordinates, and often get drunk—are now gradually selected by the local people (usually the Corps Fort graduates) and young intellectuals in beautiful uniforms have been replaced. After all, the times are different, and it is time to change some things from the previous initial period.

However, these are not urgent matters at present. The most important thing now is to quickly resettle the more than 1000 immigrants from Huai'an Prefecture who have just arrived in collective farms, and prepare everything for them to spend the winter.Compared with this matter, everything else can be put aside for the time being.

(End of this chapter)