Emperor Chongzhen, who had lost his face, was very unhappy and threw a pot away.
The pot was very big and heavy, and it hit Zhou Yanru, the chief minister of the cabinet, on the head without any bias.
Zhou Yanru understood that this pot could break at any time.
After walking out of the palace, he began to take action.
"Mr. Wen Ge..."
No response.
He turned around and looked around, but no trace of Wen Tiren was found.
"Where's Mr. Wen Ge?"
"Wen Ge was leaving in a hurry. He must be afraid of leaving the Meridian Gate at this time."
Zhou Yanru's nerves were racing and swear words came to his lips.
If you can't catch Wen Tiren, others can.
Just as he was about to take action, he saw everyone else dozens of feet away.
Only Li Changgeng, the Minister of Civil Affairs, was right in front of him. He happened to be his rival in terms of function. How could he let him go?
"Master Li, regarding the governor of Shandong..."
"Ho ho ho ho..."
Li Changgeng's eyes turned white, his limbs trembled wildly, and he looked towards the ground.
"It's not good. Li Daren fainted. Someone is coming quickly. Call the doctor!"
There were chicken feathers everywhere, and Zhou Yanru wanted to cry but had no tears.
He finally figured it out.
He has become a plague god.
No one wants to get close to him.
I had no choice but to handle it myself.
After returning home and thinking about it, Zhou Yanru found the offline.
"Guohua, His Majesty has decreed that you will be appointed governor of Shandong."
Li Maofang trembled on the spot.
"Old Pavilion, my subordinate is old and frail, please beg for his body. Shandong is a powerful place, and I hope to hire someone wiser."
Just kidding, if you go to Shandong at this time, you are asking for death.
Zhou Yanru did not let him go.
"This is your Majesty's order and the court's decision. The Chinese nation should not make mistakes."
You have been decided by the organization not to go...
Think about the consequences.
Li Maofang wanted to cry but had no tears, and could not avoid it, so she had no choice but to accept it and set off for Shandong with the solemnity of the wind rustling and the water cold.
The court had just made the decision, and Zuo Mengeng knew about it.
At this time, he was standing outside Yidu City, watching the First Division of the New Army enter the city.
The ancient city of Qingzhou, which was originally majestic and majestic and bustling with people, has now turned into ruins.
People who are still alive are nestling numbly among the ruins. They can't find their homes, they can't find their relatives, and they have lost everything.
"Hey, people's livelihood is at this point. I don't know how long it will take to recover."
Gong Duan looked at the tragic situation in front of him and felt compassion.
He had already resigned and returned to Shandong.
In the capital, he was just a petty official. No one cared about his resignation, and he was approved smoothly.
Of course, it doesn’t matter if you don’t get approval, you can just run away.
After returning to Shandong, Gong Duan directly entered the Government Affairs College. After more than half a year of adaptation, he graduated and was immediately appointed mayor of Qingzhou City by the Administrative Committee.
"I suggest that you move the government of Qingzhou City to Weixian County in the east. The administrative committee will soon pass a resolution, and we will take this opportunity to rebuild Qingzhou."
Gong Duan was shocked when he heard Zuo Menggeng's idea.
"Weixian County is under the jurisdiction of Laizhou."
Zuo Mengeng revealed the administrative plan.
"The entire administration of Shandong is about to undergo a new division. Laizhou Prefecture will be cancelled, the eastern part will be merged into Dengzhou Prefecture, and the western part will be merged into your Qingzhou Prefecture."
"What place does Qingzhou Prefecture want to give up?"
Gong Duan is a qualified official who quickly understands that there are gains and losses.
"The line from Zhucheng to Andongwei will be placed under Jiaozhou Bay and merged into the soon-to-be-established Qingdao City."
The area Zuo Menggeng mentioned is the future Rizhao City.
It's just that this area is now sparsely populated, economically backward, and has barren land, so it is not suitable for an independent city.
Zuo Mengeng persuaded the administrative committee and planned to incorporate this area into Qingdao City, and use Qingdao's resources and coastal advantages to carry out in-depth development here.
Valley
The location of Qingzhou Mansion is actually very bad.
There are mountains to the west and south, Mihe River to the east, and plains only to the north.
The place is very small.
If it was an agricultural society, then building a city here would be difficult to defend but difficult to attack.
But Zuo Menggeng wants to fully promote industrialization. Qingzhou Prefecture is an area rich in mineral resources, so it naturally needs to be vigorously developed.
I believe that as the population grows in the future, Qingzhou Prefecture will definitely not be able to accommodate it.
Moving to Weixian in the east, which was actually the city of Weifang later, was the right way.
The new army entered Qingzhou Prefecture and took action immediately.
Qingshuibo near Gaojiagang has abundant water resources and fertile soil. Looking at the past, it is full of fertile soil.
Unfortunately, the land here only belongs to one person.
That is King Heng.
Prince Heng's Mansion built a manor here, with a steward and dozens of servants.
However, there were hundreds of tenant farmers working for Prince Heng's Mansion in the surrounding area.
Being a steward in a place like this is more rewarding than an ordinary landowner.
The palace comes once a year to check the accounts and supervise the storage of food. The rest of the time, the steward is the king here, and he has reaped countless benefits.
Watching the earth melt and spring plowing about to begin, steward Feng Chun was in a good mood.
This is the palace's land, so it's not Feng Chun's.
Every year, I sell the grain for a lot of money.
"Go back and talk to everyone. If you start farming again this year, the rent won't be so low. Well... let's increase it to six dou."
The dog-legger flattered him immediately.
"In matters of benevolence and righteousness, other families have raised their wages to seven dou."
Feng Chun became beautiful.
"Hey, when we work for the prince, no matter what, we can't ignore the prince's reputation."
A few people were standing on the ground talking, when a group of soldiers and horses rushed towards them from a distance, and they were close in a moment.
Feng Chun originally wanted to run away.
In recent days, he heard that the Dongjiang rebels were raging everywhere, and he thought it was the rebels who came to kill him.
When he got closer, he found that the flag was wrong and seemed to belong to the army, so he felt relieved.
He is a popular figure in front of King Heng, why would he take Qiu Ba in his eyes?
"Where are you from? Do you know where this place is?"
Although it had not yet been plowed, Feng Chun was afraid that these people who did not know etiquette would trample the fields.
A young general came out and looked at him.
"Is this the manor of Prince Heng?"
Feng Chun's expression changed.
"How dare you offend the prince?"
The general raised his leg and kicked him down.
"Yes or no?"
Feng Chun was furious. When had he ever experienced this?
Several of his henchmen also roared and tried to charge forward.
As a result, a group of soldiers came forward and surrounded them with their rifle butts, which made them howl like ghosts and wolves, and their arrogance was completely dissipated.
The general looked down at Feng Chun from a high position.
"Give you another chance. Is this Prince Heng's manor?"
Feng Chun's eyes were full of resentment.
Ever since he became the steward of Prince Heng's Mansion, he has always walked sideways in this Shandong territory.
He is so used to being domineering that he has forgotten what it means to be afraid.
"Bitch thief, when I tell the prince, you will be skinned and cramped..."
The general sneered and said: "You don't know yet, right? Your prince has died at the hands of the Dongjiang rebels. Oh, by the way, no one in the entire Heng Fan survived."
Feng Chun was stunned.
The general was too lazy to pay attention to him and raised his hand to point.
Bang……
The scoundrels watched helplessly as Feng Chun's head was blown off by a fire cannon, and they all peed their pants in fear.
Their usual ability to do evil can only be regarded as a joke in the face of the military's force.
