There are gradually more and more people on the streets of Bianliang, but among them, businessmen from the West are becoming increasingly rare.
Yelu Dashi controlled the only way to communicate between the East and the West. He had an alliance with the original Song Dynasty and would never hinder merchants.
It's not that Yelv Dashi went back on his word, but the war in this place caused the business roads to become increasingly fragmented.
The Liao people slaughtered all of West Asia, leaving corpses and corpses everywhere. In the bridgehead of Constantinople, they killed the entire "United Army of a Hundred Countries" and were wiped out.
Groups of "kings" and "nobles" were queued up to be beheaded and thrown into the Aegean Sea.
Yang Lin destroyed the Mongol Khanate ahead of schedule and did not let Europe escape the so-called "Yellow Peril" in later history. The Khitan people's blades became even sharper.
Many Western businessmen were also forced to stay in Daxia, waiting for peace to come before they dared to return to their hometowns.
The early morning breeze is no longer cool, and it also announces that winter is gone, and there is an endless stream of people outing in the suburbs.
On a small lake on the east side of the Bianhe River, two people were fishing leisurely in a small boat.
One of them is the emperor of the current dynasty, wearing a white shirt that is the favorite of ordinary scholars, with his hair tied up and a turban, very casual.
His face was covered with a straw hat and he held up the fishing rod, regardless of whether a fish was taking the bait or not.
Opposite him was the chief intelligence officer of Daxia, Yin Muhong, who was promoted by the Duwei Mansion and made people blush after hearing about it.
Over the years, Yin Muhong has traveled far and wide, transforming from a white-faced scholar into a bronze-skinned middle-aged man, and his charm has not diminished but increased.
While he was vividly talking about the scenery of Xiong County and the customs and customs of Hebei, he held the fishing rod in his hand motionless, lifting it up from time to time to catch a few small fish.
On the contrary, Yang Lin's fish tube was empty and he didn't catch any fish.
Yang Lin listened for a long time, then reached out to take off his hat. The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and he squinted and asked: "Build the city as soon as possible. I will move a few important yamen there first, and then slowly move the capital."
Yin Muhong lowered his head, rolled his eyes twice, raised his eyes and asked, "Which Yamen should I go to first?"
Without thinking, Yang Lin blurted out: "Of course it was the Department of Culture and Education. Then they moved the new troops from the Beijing camp, and their families naturally followed. In this way, more than 100,000 people from Bianliang moved to the new capital, Hebei.
There is so much land, it is more than enough to accommodate these people."
In recent years, Hebei has been harmed by the monarchs and ministers of the Great Song Dynasty. It has transformed from a densely populated town in the Central Plains to a vast and sparsely populated border area.
The Han people in the North are all alienated from their morals and are in a critical period. Moving the capital at this time will help regain the hearts and minds of the people in the North.
In the south, the stability of the Han government was almost unshakable.
The mature official system has covered all of the south, including central Guizhou. Fang Qifu killed all the chieftains in all directions, killing all the chieftains.
Moreover, the south has never been occupied and ruled by foreigners since ancient times, so there is no tendency to break away from the Han family.
Yang Lin sighed and said: "We still need to speed up the construction of the city. Fortunately, the engineering troops are all in the north now. Just transfer some people back from Shenyang, and leave the development of Shenyang and Changchun to the migrating people."
These people built the land that was about to become their home with great enthusiasm and almost all of them were full of energy.
Since he dares to leave his hometown, he is definitely not afraid of hardship. After reclamation, the large land in Liaodong will become the northern screen of Daxia.
These old border passes in Youyanyun have become inland instead, which will usher in a substantial increase in national power.
This is not a little bit of accumulation and increase, but an increase in more than half of the territory in an instant.
Yang Lin said this with a slight smile on his face: "Farmers are the foundation of a country. Farming and planting mulberry are farmers, and raising cattle and sheep are also farmers. The grassland is vast and can raise horses and feed sheep; the land in Liaodong is fertile and can be planted
After a few more years of grain harvesting, what will our Great Xia Dynasty look like?"
At this time, the Department of Culture and Education was moved to the north, and Yin Muhong seemed to suddenly understand what Yang Lin meant.
It is to bring the atmosphere of the north to the same as that of the south, so that the people will become the people of Daxia from the inside out.
"In a few days, I will personally go to Hebei to organize manpower to build the city." Yang Lin is still very confident in this. His talent in building cities is far greater than commanding wars.
Yin Muhong nodded and said: "Officials are wise, as they should be. I will make arrangements for the ministers to prepare for the arrival."
On the shore not far away, Lu Qian and others surrounded the area with water so that they could not get in.
Lu Qian, who was dressed in casual clothes, held a young grass stalk in his mouth, smiled and asked the little man next to him: "Wu Luanbo, you in Japan are directly under the Ministry of Internal Affairs, have you cleaned yourself?"
Wu Luanbo was obviously more dedicated than him, with his small eyes looking around and paying close attention.
Hearing this ridiculing sentence, he snorted coldly and said: "We are Japanese and we are not serving in the Imperial City, so why do we have to castrate? You know how to make fun of us, so it's not a good idea.
bird."
Lu Qian smiled even more happily. Although this little man was short in stature, he spoke fluent and authentic Kaifeng dialect. He was full of momentum and spoke as smoothly as a seven-foot tall man.
"Japan has always come from Japan. When will you go back? Will your place be the same as Korea?"
Wu Luanbo shook his head, looking a little indignant, and said: "Goryeo is just a small country. Although Japan cannot be compared with Daxia, it is nowhere higher than Goryeo."
Lu Qian curled his lips and said: "You are bragging in front of me, aren't you looking for the wrong person? When the Salt King took his brothers to Japan several times, they came back and said that the people there don't even have pants.
Wear it and dare to go out with a piece of cloth on your body."
Wu Luanbo's face turned red, and he pulled his neck and shouted: "I have a mission now, to protect the official family, and I can't tolerate neglect. When I get back, I will practice alone with you, a thieves."
Lu Qian just thought it was funny, and tears rolled down his face when he laughed. After laughing, his hands were really itchy...
"Since the officials seized power, they haven't taken action in many years."
At this time, the ship slowly docked. After Yang Lin and Yin Muhong got off the ship, they smiled and said a few words, and Yin Muhong hurriedly left with the people from the Duwei Mansion.
Yang Lin turned his head, saw Wu Luanbo's angry look, and asked with a smile: "Lu Qian, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Qian hurriedly spat out the grass stalks in his mouth, put his arm around Wu Luanbo's shoulders, and said, "Back at the official house, Brother Bo and I are playing around."
Yang Lin smiled casually and was about to get on the carriage and return to the palace. When he suddenly lowered his head, he thought of Japan.
This remote island country has not sent any envoys since he ascended the throne.
They are the ones who admire the culture of the Song Dynasty the most. Do they think that I have usurped the power of the Song Dynasty people?
It seems like we need to send someone to give them a beating.