Ming Zhengzhi, I am Zheng Kezang

"Currently, the construction of Seogwipo military port and commercial port is proceeding in an orderly manner. The breakwater has been built for more than [-] feet, but due to the shortage of manpower, the overall progress is very slow." An Long of Pudu Dudu has almost become the contractor of the Construction Department now, rushing around the construction site all day long. "It is estimated that the construction of the breakwater, military port trestle, and maintenance shipyard will be completed before the end of the year. As for the military barracks and commercial port, it will need to be delayed until the middle of next year, fortresses and fortresses." An Long paused. "Because of the lack of manpower, the construction of the military camp and the commercial port cannot be started. It will take at least two years for the entire project to be completed."

There is a key word in Anlong's words "lack of manpower". Yes, since Seogwipo was leased from North Korea through Zheng Kezang's "sell-in", it is not good for Ming Zheng to arrange immigration to Seogwipo. In order to give priority to ensuring the construction and safety of Ezodi, Anlong and Chu Jin transferred most of the strength of the first regiment of the Hailongxiang Division after discussing, so that Seogwipo now only has half of the center post and half of the base. There are only two hundred slaves serving as construction laborers for half of the supply post. Even though the Northern Fleet will send rested officers and soldiers to participate in the construction, the overall progress is still greatly delayed.

"In order to solve the problem of shortage of manpower, the Staff Division has a suggestion." Ying Tainong, who is in charge of the northern affairs of the Staff Division, should be the division commander of An Long and the Northern Fleet Admiral An Long, and now he is also a fifth-rank official. Doctor, although it seems that his official rank is not as good as that of Chu Jin's Cong Sipin Yunqi Lieutenant, but he is a Wentu officer, but he is not comparable to An and Chu who are military officers, so in fact, it has formed a position where the staff is superior to the fleet. And the situation above the Dudufu. "The winter in Ezo is very cold, and all kinds of operations cannot be carried out. It is better to transfer some miners back at that time. This can speed up the construction of Seogwipo, and secondly, it can also reduce the pressure on supplies in Ezo. .”

"Shifan's words are reasonable, I think it's okay." Chu Jin nodded in agreement, and he made further developments along this line of thought. "The shipwrights in the Ezodi shipyard can also be transferred back after winter, so that these master craftsmen and craftsmen will not suffer from the cold, and secondly, the two shipyards can take turns to work, and there will be no delay in shipbuilding and ship repair. "

"Just discuss it with Ma Yuan. In winter, only three or two sentries and artillery posts will be reserved in Ezo to guard supplies." An Long also agreed. "I think there are five or six hundred people here, which is enough to deter these Ai Nuren and Matsumae Fan." Speaking of this, An Long's voice hesitated. "But who is going to talk to Ma Yuan about this?"

"Let's draw up a report first, and when the report is ready, I'll take it to Ezo to talk to Ma Yuan." Ying Tainong took the initiative to take the responsibility. "However, if Ma Yuan is willing to transfer the craftsmen back to Seogwipo, in addition to using the craftsmen at the Seogwipo Shipyard as bargaining chips, we must pay close attention to negotiating with the North Koreans to buy big wood, otherwise I heard that the craftsmen who have been transferred back have nothing to do. In the next year, I am afraid that it will be impossible to let Ma Jinping go."

"It requires a lot of work for those who are able to be teachers." There is a reason for An Long to say this. It must be known that Ying Tainong still appeared as the owner of the Ming Zheng Commercial Hall this time, so it is a good idea to conduct business negotiations with the North Koreans. within the scope of his business.

"I can discuss things with the North Koreans, but the key is how much material we can allocate." Since Yantie Division and the manager's income have a directional destination and strict review procedures cannot be misappropriated at will, it is necessary to obtain additional goods. Ying Tainong tried to build a dojo in the snail shell. "Don't be sloppy, you two, I know that you have additional special-approved ordnance stocks in your hands."

"Teacher Fan is really well informed." An Long and Chu Jin looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces. "When I took office, the Department of Military Affairs allocated me five hundred blunderbusses and twenty Frang cannons as expenses for the Seogwipo Governor's Mansion this year." The weapons seized by the army are widely sold as export commodities because they do not match the weapons currently used by the Zheng army. However, Ming Zheng’s financial resources are extremely tight now, so the Military Affairs Department, who can’t get the money, simply uses ordnance instead of military expenses to make up for it. To each Dudufu. "In addition, there are two hundred barrels of gunpowder made by the Qing army (green) for distribution. If the teacher needs it, just take it together."

"I don't have any extra bird guns or Frang machine guns here, but the military affairs department allocated four thunder gun cars left by the Lu division, and also gave an extra hundred barrels of sulfur, which can also be assigned to the teacher. "

"Master Zhao, is this the old camp?" Looking at the hidden camp that reappeared in front of him, Ma Mingpeng, who had encountered similar camps several times, couldn't help looking at Zhao Pingwei, who was acting as a guard beside him (recommended by friend manson in 2003) with inquiring eyes. "Shouldn't it be another meeting point?"

Before Zhao Pingwei could answer, a middle-aged man beside the road who was trying to lift the stone lock but failed looked up and saw Ma Mingpeng's face, and then couldn't help shouting: "General Ma Shen, is that you? I'm Xu Wenlun, Wu Yingqi (Note: Where is Wu Sangui's nephew Xu Wenlun (recommended by friend manson2003) under the command of Vice President Wu, do you still remember me?"

The so-called things are different, and after squinting his eyes for a while, Ma Mingpeng recognized the other party who was beyond recognition: "Are you Xu Canling?"

Ma Mingpeng looked back at Zhao Pingwei, Zhao Pingwei nodded, and then Ma Mingpeng stepped forward to meet the tearful opponent: "I didn't expect to meet Brother Xu here, I didn't expect that we are still alive."

"Yeah, too many people died, I should have surrendered if I knew it was like this." After saying a few words, the two big men hugged each other and cried loudly. "Think about those good brothers who didn't die on the battlefield, but were starved to death, tortured to death, and our wives and children, all of whom died unjustly."

After restraining his tears, Ma Mingpeng turned his head to look, only to find that Zhao Pingwei and others who brought him back had disappeared, so he wiped his face indiscriminately and asked Xu Wenlun who arrived before him: "Old Xu, you came early, but Do you know where this is? Why do I feel like it’s still outside the customs.”

"It should be in Changbai Mountain. We didn't go too far." Xu Wenlun pouted at Zheng Jun, who came and went on horseback from time to time. "Brother Ma, do you think it's good intentions for the Zheng family to rescue us?"

"How do you say that?" Ma Mingpeng humbly asked for advice. "Didn't it mean that Geng Fan's little princess and Shang Kexi's youngest son fell into the hands of the Zheng family, and Zhu Qin, the successor to Zhu Jin's throne, sent someone to rescue us after hearing about the Geng family's little princess' pillow scandal?"

"This reason doesn't sound fake, but what about after saving us?" A sneer appeared on Xu Wenlun's face. "From Dongning to Liaodong for thousands of miles, can Dongning pay such a high price for a gust of pillow wind? If this is the case, Dongning's ministers will turn a blind eye? In my opinion, it is necessary to drive us to meet Beijing again fighting."

Ma Mingpeng gritted his teeth and said: "When you see a battle, you will see it. I am still planning to take revenge."

"I'm not afraid of doing it again with Beijing, it's just my bones." Xu Wenlun pointed to the stone lock on the ground. "It used to be a joke, but now it's not. And." Xu Wenlun lowered his voice. "Why do you fight the world for the Zheng family's business?"

"He saved us after all." Ma Mingpeng was kind. "Pretend to be dead long ago."

"Although the words are correct, but if Brother Ma can set up a big banner himself, I will do it with you."

Although Xu Wenlun's words were full of temptation, Ma Mingpeng shook his head: "Even if you and I can gather people together, what about food? What about weapons? You can't rely on Dongning for help. Do you think Dongning people are stupid and defenseless? "

Xu Wenlun thought for a while, then sat down on the ground: "That's right, we are still in Liaodong now, and there are people in armor outside, it's too early to say this, let's see how Dongning will deal with us."

Xu Wenlun's words were obviously coincidental. Just as his voice fell, there was a call for assembly.By the time the two people who heard the news lined up, the pot of hot soup had already exuded a tempting aroma.

"It's ready." Dongning's people commanded, and at the same time handed out bowls, chopsticks and oiled noodle cakes to everyone. "Let's go on the road after eating."

hit the road?This pun reminded Ma Mingpeng of something. After grabbing the noodles and serving the soup, he didn't eat and drink immediately. Instead, he found Zhao Pingwei who was holding a bowl beside him: "Master Zhao, where are we going to serve after eating?" ah?"

"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence." Zhao Pingwei answered while biting this kind of bread that is not delicious for southerners. "It just so happened that someone wanted to go back to the old camp, so I took you with me and left."

Hearing the words Lao Ying again, Ma Mingpeng asked again: "Old Ying? Where is Lao Ying?"

"Old Ying." Zhao Pingwei chuckled lightly. "In a hidden place, when you get there, you will be truly safe."

Thinking of what Xu Wenlun said just now, Ma Mingpeng couldn't help asking: "Then how will we arrange for us when we arrive at the old camp?"

"Why are you afraid that Mr. Wang was lying to you?" Zhao Pingwei explained with a serious face. "Don't think about it, you can still fight against the Tartars with your body? You should go to the old camp to work and farm, and live the rest of your life. As for those who really want to repay you, we will talk about it after you have recovered your body."

Only then did Ma Mingpeng feel relieved, and he left Zhao Pingwei's side in embarrassment, found a place, and ate sweetly the delicious food that he had never been able to find in his dreams all these years, but he sat down to eat not long after, and the thieves Xu Wenlun came over again: "Brother Ma, what did you just say to the Zheng family?"

Ma Mingpeng asked slowly, "Old Xu, can you do farm work?"

"It turns out that I have always held the handle of the knife. I have been forced by armored men these years to be a little bit better."

"That's good. When we get to the old camp, if we really don't have to worry about the Tartars, we can farm and feed ourselves, and we don't want to lick blood with knives anymore."