June, the midsummer month, is the best time in Xinhua City.
The mountains and plains are full of azaleas, and the sun shines on the hills. Countless men and women, carrying baskets on their backs, shuttle through the dense forests, looking for traces of ginseng.
Under the escort of Huyi officers and soldiers, the first batch of immigrants from China walked quietly on the straight official road.
In the distance, the towering city walls of Xinhua City are already in front of you.
"That's Xinhua City!" A guard officer on a horse introduced to the immigrants in a proud tone.
He certainly has reason to be proud.
Xinhua City was built by him and his colleagues from scratch with their own hands.
Of course, the more important reason is that this group of immigrants is more like military dependents than immigrants.
All of them are the parents, brothers, wives and children of the soldiers and officers of the Huyi Army.
In other words, among these immigrants, there are actually his relatives.
Of course you have to show off in front of your loved ones!
"That's the sea of fish over there, but that's what Hao people call it. We call it black water!" The officer enthusiastically introduced the rushing river not far away to the immigrants: "Listen to Hao people.
It is said that from July to September every year, the black water will be crowded with fish. By that time, bears and eagles will linger on both sides of the river, waiting for the fish to jump into their mouths. People used to mainly
Relying on fishing from the black water for food, we should be able to see that feast in two months!"
After hearing this, the immigrants suddenly started talking in a buzzing manner.
Most people are still very curious about this new and unheard of thing.
Especially young people, they kept stretching their necks and looking at the river not far away, imagining that in two months, the river would be filled with fish.
But older people are more practical.
"Young people, where is our land?" A gray-haired old man asked his question with the support of his two sons.
For Chinese farmers, land is their real lifeblood.
There are natives and families.
Most of the immigrants who choose to come here are tenant farmers and poor people who have lost their land in their hometowns.
"Oh..." The officer scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, then pointed to a plain to the east and said, "Our land is over there!"
The immigrants followed the officer's hand and looked over.
That's a plain.
There are still lush grass growing on the wilderness. Countless wild flowers are in full bloom during the period.
However, on the plain, there are vaguely visible roads, houses, and villages.
There are even several waterwheels set up by the river on one side of the plain.
Everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of gurgling water.
"Take us there quickly!" the immigrants couldn't help shouting.
As family members of the Huyi Army, this group of immigrants had already received letters from their sons, brothers, and husbands as early as February this year.
The contents of all the letters home are almost the same: come to Xinhua City to reunite with us!
The land here is extremely fertile, the plains here are endless, and the mountains and forests here are rich in products.
Apart from the cold weather and the long journey, there are almost no shortcomings here!
Soldiers certainly don't lie to their loved ones.
This place is indeed a paradise!
Farmers, sages from the Mohist family, and ministers from the imperial court have all visited here and even guided the Yao people in farming.
All facts prove that this barren black land is indeed the best place for farming.
As the permanent army of Xinhua City, the Huyi Army naturally has some privileges and preferential treatment.
Moreover, soldiers who have lived on the frontier for a long time asked to be reunited with their relatives. In the Han Dynasty, this was a very reasonable and ethical requirement.
No official or general can refuse the soldiers' request for their families to guard the border with them.
Therefore, the immigration of these family members of the Huyi Army was not part of the policy of the Reclamation Corps.
When they came to Xinhua City, they did not need to be like other government-organized resettlement groups. They needed to go through more than five years of militarized and concentrated reclamation before they could get the land that belonged to them through performance.
As soon as these military immigrants arrived in Xinhua, they were immediately given more than two hundred acres of land per household, as well as food, clothing, farm tools and livestock distributed according to the number of people.
Half an hour later, the immigrants stopped in front of a village northeast of Xinhua City.
On both sides of the village road, extremely excited soldiers waved their hands desperately towards the immigrants.
"Xijun, Xijun! I'm here!" This is the husband calling his wife.
"Father, my son kowtows to you!" This is how a son greets his parents.
"Brother Zhong, Brother Zhong!" Even more delighted brothers and sisters hugged each other.
Even Captain Hu Yi's eyes turned red when he saw this scene.
"Give all the soldiers who have family members here a three-day holiday so that they can have a good reunion..." Bo Shi ordered the officers on the left and right.
"No!" the officer followed the order.
"I'm a little homesick too!" Bo Shi thought of his wife and children in Chang'an, with a happy smile on his lips.
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After getting excited, the soldiers of the Guard Army led their relatives into the village one after another.
The houses in the village stand neatly in rows on both sides.
All these houses were built by Shaofu craftsmen, and they adopted the suggestions and opinions of many Mohists. They were designed to keep warm and prevent snowstorms in response to the severe cold in Xinhua winter.
There are fireplaces in the house.
There is a fire pit in the bedroom.
Each house also has a cellar dedicated to storing food.
Of course, the immigrants don't know the ingenuity of these designs for the time being. They just look at their new homes carefully, inside and out.
Everyone was smiling from ear to ear.
In my hometown, only government officials and wealthy businessmen and landlords could afford to live in such brick and tile houses!
Moreover, all the houses are very large, with two entrances inside and out, enough to accommodate a family of five. Even if you find some way, it can accommodate seven people.
More importantly, there are two rice vats in all houses, and the rice vats are full of threshed corn.
There are also several dried meat strips of different sizes hanging on the walls of the house.
Many soldiers pointed to these dried meats and said to their relatives with pride: "These meats are all wild boar and wild deer meat that I hunted in the mountains and forests with my comrades this year!"
In order to welcome their relatives, the entire Yi army was mobilized a month ago, and local Yi people were also invited to help hunt wild beasts in the nearby mountains and forests, and then make dried meat.
On the one hand, this is to supplement the army's meat supply and provide tooth sacrifices to the army. On the other hand, it is mainly to give the upcoming relatives a surprise.
The immigrant looked at the dried meat and smiled even more happily. (To be continued.)
