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Chapter 864 Instigation

 In the scorching summer, the cabinet, which was summering in Yuquan Mountain, finally received a memorial from Heilongjiang City.

It takes more than a month to write a memorial.

The cabinet was non-committal on Heilongjiang's request.

Frankly speaking, the population of Northeast China and Jilin has not yet been fully populated. How can it be possible to develop Heilongjiang?

(I made a mistake. Nurgan City is in the Heilongjiang estuary, Temple Street, and Sakhalin area, and Heilongjiang City is in Vladivostok)

"As long as he doesn't ask for money, everything is up to him——"

Yan Chongxin said casually, his tone completely casual.

There is no way. If Jilin is the barrier to Liaodong, then the Heilongjiang region is purely cumbersome and redundant. No matter how bad it is, it can't be much worse.

The old territory of Nuergandusi was much warmer two hundred years ago than it is today.

The cabinet nodded in agreement.

"Eh-" Suddenly, Yan Chongxin's people who were circulating the memorial stopped.

His eyes were tightly focused on the memorial and he was reluctant to leave.

Several people on the side were a little surprised, what's so good about this?

Facing Wang Yingxiong and Zhao Shu's probing gaze, Yan Chongxin raised his head, with a hint of joy on his face:

"Heilongjiang Xingdusi seems to be suitable for large-scale development."

Several people circulated it one after another, and all of them immediately began to think about it.

Without him, Heilongjiang reported that the tax revenue last year alone exceeded 200,000 yuan, and if it continues to develop this year and attracts North Korean and Japanese people to cultivate it, it is not a problem to reach 3.5 million yuan.

In other words, according to conservative estimates, Heilongjiang can bring hundreds of thousands of taxes to the court.

It seems like a small number, but it is comparable to a county in Jiangnan and a prefecture in Shaanxi.

In other words, after a few years of short-term investment, Heilongjiang has actually reached the harvest season and has a net income.

Everyone in the cabinet was shocked.

As long as it is not a loss-making business, you can continue to do it.

"Officials at all levels in Heilongjiang must also coordinate."

Once recognized, the treatment will naturally be different.

Wang Yingxiong said directly: "After all, it is also the general's palace of the imperial court. All the officials need to be allocated well, and the rules cannot be broken."

Zhao Shu frowned, twirled his gray beard, and said in a deep voice:

"In recent years, although the imperial court has been trying to develop the Northeast region, Liaodong is only slightly populated. Both Jilin and Heilongjiang are vast and sparsely populated, with very few people."

"This won't work. We need to step up our efforts."

"Gyeonggi? Or Shandong?" Wang Yingxiong said with a smile.

"Shandong!" Zhao Shu sighed: "Although Shandong has experienced wars for a long time during the Chongzhen period, its population is now at its peak, ranking first in the north, and it is suitable for migration."

"Then recruit 20,000 troops from Shandong to reclaim Jilin -" Wang Yingxiong said decisively.

The imperial government no longer bothered to implement the incentive policies of previous years, such as how much land to allocate.

The best way is to recruit poor local people into the army and let them reclaim wasteland in Jilin.

After two or three years, the land was reclaimed, the raw land became mature land, and most of the land was sold to them at a low price.

Then let him return to his hometown in rich clothes, take the money and land he earned, get married, or return to Jilin with his family.

It takes a long time and costs a little more, but it works!

The court didn't care about time or anything like that at all. The only thing they worried about was money.

To maintain the military pay of 20,000 people and the supply of money, food and materials, no more than one million yuan a year cannot be spent.

Spending one million yuan to buy 20,000 resettlement households is too costly.

Now that the cabinet is willing to pay, the biggest reason is the stimulation in Heilongjiang.

Heilongjiang, which has a sparse population, has become so wealthy, so Jilin is still not allowed to take off?

"Heilongjiang is recruiting North Korean and Japanese people. Are there too few Chinese people?"

Yan Chongxin raised his head and chuckled: "It took a lot of effort to write a memorial, but in the end it was Jilin who benefited. Wang Shiguo was so angry that he died when he found out."

"Hahaha!"

The cabinet laughed instantly.

"Just give him five thousand people!" Wang Yingxiong said angrily: "In a place like Yinuergandusi, no matter how many people there are, it won't be able to support them."

As soon as the memorial was delivered, Wang Shiguo immediately summoned a group of merchants to discuss matters, including Korean merchants and Han merchants.

Among these people, there were no large-scale merchants who traveled by boat, but only small traders with a net worth of only a few hundred yuan and a few thousand silver coins.

The most distinctive feature is that they traveled hundreds of miles over land from North Hamgyong Province in North Korea and earned some hard-earned money.

Not afraid of the severe cold and hard work, they came in groups of more than ten people and as few as three or five people.

Or a few donkeys, or someone carrying a mountain of human burdens, a few pairs of worn-out shoes, needles and thread, homespun cloth, home-brewed water, or fragile pottery.

Li Biao is such a small businessman.

He and several cousins, carrying homespun cloth purchased from the countryside, traveled hundreds of miles to Heilongjiang City to make a fortune.

Ordinary Koreans do not have surnames, but he was born into a yangban noble family. He was a branch of the aristocracy three generations ago, but he finally had a surname.

So he could only write his own name, but he still had the courage to bring a family of relatives to Heilongjiang City to do business.

It has been three years since summer turned to cold.

Years of running around have left him with a rough face, but it has also created a mentality of being unfazed by favors and humiliations.

Surrounded by representatives of various small merchant groups, people were all uneasy, wondering why the general summoned them.

Suddenly, he raised his head, and the solemn face of General Heilongjiang appeared in front of him, and the hall was full of noise.

"Everyone, the main reason why we are summoned here is because you are all from North Hamgyong Province, North Korea, so we are hosting a banquet here."

At this time, the businessmen became more and more uneasy, and they were pushing and shoving. Finally, it was the turn of a prestigious businessman to ask: "Does the Ming Dynasty also discriminate against us Hamgyong merchants?"

"No, I'm here to give you a way to get rich."

Wang Shiguo said with a smile on his face.

Before leaving, he specially found someone to learn about the story of Xianjing Dao and sighed with regret.

The Establishment of the Joseon Dynasty Li Chenggui was a Taoist from Hamjing. According to common sense, he established the Joseon Dynasty and should take great care of the Hamjing Tao area.

But who made Li Chenggui want to abolish the elder and establish the younger, which led his son Li Fangyuan to go through two "Prince Rebellions", killing his own brother Li Fangshuo, minister Zheng Daochuan, exiled Li Fangqian and other Biao people, and finally succeeded in seizing the throne.

In the process, Li Chenggui escaped from Seoul and returned to Hamjing Road, almost causing civil strife in North Korea and splitting it in two.

Because Li Fangyuan kept sending greeting envoys to the north, and was decisively shot to death by Li Chenggui, the Korean idiom "Essential Envoy to Hamjing" was born.

In the end, Li Chenggui could only return to Seoul in frustration and was imprisoned in the palace.

The quarrel between father and son caused chaos throughout North Korea.

And Li Fangyuan was also a ruthless man. He angered the Ping An Dao and Xianjing Dao who had raised troops and resorted to the "Northwestern Confinement".

People who were born in Xianjing Dao could only become county officials at most, but could not become capital officials at all.

There are countless discriminations in taxation and corvee. In the years of disaster, there are more taxes, and in the years of famine, there is full exploitation, just like the British starved to death in Ireland.

The official geography book "Zele Zhi" published at that time directly concluded that Xianping Road in the northwest was uninhabitable.

The people of Hamjing Province also had a special hatred for Seoul. When the Japanese invaded in 1592 and Bingzi was in chaos in 1636, many people from Hamjing Province cheered and hoped that the Joseon court would be overthrown and the new rulers would be able to treat them.

a little better.

With hostility at this level, Wang Shiguo was extremely happy:

The people of Xianjing Road are absolutely happy to move to Heilongjiang City.

At the same time, if this is the case, there is no need to worry about him being a traitor, cooperating inside and outside, and shaking the rule of the court.

"I know that the people in Xianjing Dao are being bullied and miserable, and you must also know that Heilongjiang City is light on corvee and low on taxes, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. Although it is not rich, it is still livable——"

"As long as you return to your hometown and encourage the people of Xianjing Road to migrate, the rewards will not be less."

"In addition, I will treat all relocated people equally and reward each household with 500 acres of land and a house. I will never break my promise——"

After hearing this, the businessmen were in an uproar.

Everyone was whispering to each other and couldn't believe such words.

Wang Shiguo was also unambiguous and said directly: "Anyone who can bring me one family, I will give you three silver yuan, ten families will be thirty yuan, and one hundred families will be three hundred yuan. I will never break my promise."

As he spoke, boxes of silver coins were carried up, and the lids of the wooden boxes were opened. The round mountains of silver coins directly dazzled Li Biao's eyes.

Good guy.

Li Biao felt his heart beating rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his cheeks were full of heat.

"Also, there's salt—"

As he spoke, loads of sea salt were picked out, attracting everyone's attention.

Although Xianjing Road is close to the sea, it lacks salt.

Although the sea water near Heilongjiang City is not as good as that of the Bohai Sea and the East China Sea, and there are no coal mines for fuel, wood is not cheap.

Towering giant trees seem to be free of charge. As long as they can be cut down, they can be used as fuel to boil salt.

As a result, sea salt has become a favorite trade item among tribes, and even Koreans also like this kind of sea salt.

At least it is cheaper than the salt in North Korea and tastes better, and the profits from the trade are huge.

"I will sell one bucket of salt to one family."

It seems that he knows what these Koreans are thinking, and everything Wang Shiguo says and does falls on their hearts.

"As far as I know, if you resell this bucket of salt back home, the price will double. If you go further south to Xianjing South Road, the price will more than triple."

"What if it's ten stones? What about a hundred stones? It's enough to make you a big shot in the county. You don't need to carry the burden yourself next time you come here."

Li Biao's breathing became rapid.

He also thought of this.

If you carry three to five buckets of salt on your back and go back, you can buy a donkey the next time you come back. Not only can you buy more things, but you can also make a fortune...

This banquet was a success.

More than thirty teams and hundreds of small traders have accepted this task.

As a sweetener, Wang Shiguo even allowed each of them to buy a bucket of salt back at a low price.

"cousin--"

When they set off again, everyone felt like they were carrying a small mountain on their backs.

My back was bent, but I couldn't stop the smile on my face.

"Remember, you have to listen to me when you go back this time."

Li Biao gritted his teeth and became angry.

Then, each person held a stick and carried hundreds of kilograms of baggage, and slowly returned south.

Originally there was no road from Xianjing Road to Heilongjiang City, but as more people took it, it became a road.

Xianjing Road was occupied by North Korea at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, and later expanded continuously, reaching the area south of the Tumen River.

However, due to hundreds of years of confinement and turmoil in the northwest, the population of Xianjingdao has been sluggish for a long time.

The northernmost city is Qingxing City, which is only more than two hundred miles away from Mirror City.

Li Biao and others traveled together, and the journey was peaceful. However, when they arrived at the country, they encountered bandits on the way.

After reluctantly paying a toll, they returned to their homes outside Qingxing City.

As soon as they arrived at the entrance of the village, merchants from nearby villages came directly to the door and ate up their goods.

It is often at this time that Li Biao realizes that the money he has earned through all the hard work is not as good as sitting on the 11th.

After the goods were dispersed, the young people in the village gathered together and wanted to hear what he told about the rumors abroad.

At this time, Li Biao would often raise his posture and talk about old things, but no one got tired of listening to him.

Seeing everyone gathering again, Li Biao recalled what happened in Heilongjiang City, coughed and said:

"When I went to Heilongjiang City this time, I found that there were more people there, and there were more goods for sale, including Ming Dynasty porcelain and all kinds of books -"

"Are there any women selling it there?" someone shouted shamelessly.

"Bullshit, there must be some."

Li Biao smiled and scolded: "There are a lot of boats there, so I don't have to worry about having meat to eat. I saw a wild boar on the street and just put it on the ground to sell it. If you don't buy enough, people will scold you -"

"Even a tiger can be sold along the street. It's very lively -"

This caused everyone to exclaim.

There are many tigers in Xianjing Road, but they are so powerful that few people dare to provoke them.

After talking about a few more strange things, Li Biao finally talked about what Heilongjiang General Mansion had preached.

"Five hundred acres of land"

"Light corvee and small fortune"

“I can go to my aunt”

One by one, they were spread through the mouths of the merchants.

All young people know that Heilongjiang City, a few hundred miles away, is a place where people can be wealthy and have no worries about eating and drinking.

What attracts them most is to join Heilongjiang City and become members of the Ming Dynasty.

Who can endure the sudden leap from being a Taoist in Hamjing, the most discriminated against in North Korea, to becoming a native of Shangguo?

To Li Biao's expectation, there was an endless stream of people asking him, and until midnight there were knocks on the door.

The next day, even several nobles from the nearby two classes sent people to invite him as a guest and asked about Heilongjiang.

After receiving the affirmative answer, everyone's mood was completely different.

Clan influence spreads all over Korea, and Hamjingdao is no exception.

The people who migrated to Heilongjiang were centered on clans, and they continued to connect in series, and the scale became larger and larger.

In one summer, within three or four months, tens of thousands of people fled from Xianjing Road, leaving entire villages and towns empty.

At this time, everyone in the Xianjing Dao officialdom realized that something big had happened.

Good guy, except for the people in the city, all the people in the countryside have fled, and there is no one left to collect grain.


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