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Chapter 871 Instead of reflecting on your own mistakes, you come here to cause trouble for this offi



Chapter 871 Instead of reflecting on your own mistakes, you come here to cause trouble for this offi

Zhu Biao felt that it would be a good thing for the entire Ming Dynasty to let the officials come to Dengzhou Prefecture to take a look and then think about it.

But Zhu Biao never expected that someone would do it first.

Hu Weiyong first gave Yang Shaofeng a forced smile and asked him to arrange for people to entertain the prefects and magistrates of Liaodong. Then he grabbed Yang Shaofeng by the collar and started talking passionately.

What about the black soil?

"Where is the fertile soil that's so rich it's practically dripping with oil?"

"I'm telling you, Yang the Madman, I've never offended you, and this is how you tricked me?"

"Let me tell you, Mr. Yang, this isn't over. Even if we take this case all the way to the higher-ups, you'll still have to give me an explanation!"

Yang Shaofeng was completely stunned by the barrage of criticism.

Even Li Shanchang and Zhu Biao looked at Hu Weiyong with blank expressions.

No.

The provincial governor of Liaodong Province came to Dengzhou Prefecture without even giving a heads-up. Is this really normal?

This is wrong!

What about the laws and regulations of the imperial court?

What about the rules of officialdom?

Li Shanchang, his face darkening, said, "Hu Weiyong, what are you doing?"

Hu Weiyong glanced at Li Shanchang, then suddenly burst into laughter, shouting with a face full of grief and indignation, "What am I doing? I've come to demand an explanation from that madman Yang!"

"That crazy Yang, he told me that Liaodong was full of fertile land, but when I went to Liaodong, there was no fertile land at all!"

"Fertile soil? I'll give you a damn!"

Zhu Biao's face immediately darkened.

In many parts of Shandong, people refer to their father-in-law as "Grandpa".

Hu Weiyong, how dare you seduce my brother-in-law's uncle? Does my father know about this?

Li Shanchang, his face dark, shouted, "Let go of my hand first!"

Hu Weiyong immediately snorted coldly. Although he released his grip, he still stared intently at Yang Shaofeng and asked, "Do you know that Liaodong is a wretched place full of waterlogged areas and towering hills?"

"Do you know that this wretched place is teeming with snakes, insects, and rats?"

"Do you know that clearing land in that desolate place can kill a person?"

"That's no place for a human being!"

Hu Weiyong, in a fit of arrogance, directly threatened Yang Shaofeng: "Let me tell you, Yang the Madman, if you don't give me an explanation today, I'll bring all the officials from Liaodong to Dengzhou Prefecture to eat and drink whatever you want. Even if I get caught and beheaded by my superiors, I won't go back to Liaodong!"

Ok?

Meow meow meow?

Yang Shaofeng stared at Hu Weiyong with a bewildered expression.

What is a tower head?

What the heck is this "puffy mess" all over the place?

Liaodong, ah, it has black soil that is rare in the whole world, known as the Great Northern Granary... the Great Northern Wilderness?

What the hell!

Yang Shaofeng finally understood why Hu Weiyong had gone mad.

What was the predecessor of Beidacang?

It's the Great Northern Wilderness!

Hu Weiyong stared at Yang Shaofeng with a face full of grief and indignation. Suddenly, he ripped off his official hat, squatted down on the ground, and shouted, "What the hell is this fertile soil?!"

"The entire Northeast is just a sea of ​​huge waterlogged areas!"

"Damn it!"

"If it were just a big pond, it would be fine, but the problem is that there's something called a 'tower head' in that pond. Each one weighs several dozen kilograms and has strong roots. Animals that go down there will soon get rotten hooves. Unless you're a strong laborer, you can't dig it out at all, and even if you manage to dig it out, it's not easy to move it."

"And you can't just dig this thing up. After you dig it up, you have to figure out how to get the water out of the pond and how to fill it with soil. Otherwise, after a few rains, it will turn into a pond again and you won't be able to grow any crops."

"What's even more infuriating is that Liaodong, that wretched place, truly lives up to the name 'bitterly cold'."

"Damn it, when I went to Liaodong, those puddles were thawed, but now they're all frozen solid!"

"And there's a river."

Do you know how many rivers there are in Liaodong?

"There are countless rivers and streams, big and small, on the land of Liaodong Provincial Administration Commission alone, such as the Hun River, Ling River, Taizi River, and Pu River!"

"Yes, having a river means there's no shortage of water, but too much water is also a problem. Besides, when it freezes and then thaws, there will be ice jams, and big blocks of ice will be pushed directly out of the riverbed. Not only is it difficult to farm near the river, but it's also impossible to live there. So, what's the difference between having this river and not having it?"

"Oh, there are still two differences. If there's no river, at least you can dig a well. But if there is a river, you still have to find a way to control it first. Damn it!"

Hu Weiyong raised his head and glared at Yang Shaofeng: "What did you say to me back then?"

"Beat the roe deer with a stick, scoop up fish with a ladle, and pheasants fly into the cooking pot."

"How damn fitting! There are puddles everywhere, you can just scoop up any fish you want!"

Zhu Biao and Li Shanchang exchanged a glance.

Is this the real Liaodong?

It's no wonder that Hu Weiyong went crazy in Dengzhou Prefecture.

Yang Shaofeng chuckled dryly twice.

sloppy.

My impression of Northeast China is that it was transformed into a granary by the Chinese people through a massive investment of manpower and resources, taking two or three generations to complete.

However, they overlooked the fact that Beidacang was previously called Beidahuang.

No wonder historical records say that the Ma family was a fishing and hunting people.

However, if the Liaodong Provincial Administration Commission where Hu Weiyong worked is in such a state, what must Jilin and Heilongjiang, which are further north, be like?

Hu Weiyong clearly had no intention of letting Yang Shaofeng off the hook.

"At the beginning, Liaodong was indeed a good place."

"It has abundant mineral resources, including iron ore, coal, mountains, and water."

"But after several floods and inundations, I realized that Liaodong was not as simple as I had imagined."

"I heard from the locals that in Liaodong, the ground freezes in October and thaws in April, so the only time to cultivate crops is about half a year."

"I originally thought that half a year is fine, at worst I can just plant one season of grain."

"Anyway, that land is really fertile. Even if you don't expect it to be so fertile that it's dripping with oil, you can at least be guaranteed a good harvest."

"But who would have thought that the past six months would be so unsettling, with everything depending on the whims of fate."

Hu Weiyong let out a long sigh: "Anyway, I don't have any good ideas."

"Or, you, Yang the Madman, can get me more manpower so I can use people to build up those waterlogged areas and create the black soil you mentioned."

"Either you think of another way for me."

Yang Shaofeng almost laughed out of anger at Hu Weiyong.

Yes.

I initially mistook "Beidahuang" for "Beidacang," which was my mistake.

The problem is, I didn't trick you into going to Liaodong; you asked to go on your own initiative.

Now look what's happened! Instead of reflecting on your mistakes, you've come here to cause trouble for me.

Besides, what good is it for you to come and cause trouble for me?

If you need manpower, go ask Li Shanchang and Zhu Biao. If you need manpower from me, I'd like to ask you for laborers instead!


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