Chapter 18: Mixing in the North District as a Deacon
In Lu Yu's study at night, Lu Yu, Wang Dalu, his uncle and nephew, and an old man were drinking tea and discussing matters.
Lu Yu looked at the old turtle who was drinking tea with an indifferent expression, and said with fists in his hands.
"I recently heard from my brother Wang Gang that my nephew from Mainland China has an expert to help him, and I think it is Mr. Li."
Old Turtle rolled his eyes and replied calmly.
"I don't dare to be flattered by Mr. Wang Gang. Although I have some skills, they are just enough."
Lu Yu was not angry at Old Turtle's attitude but became more respectful. If a master has no attitude, he is not a master.
Wang Dalu ignored the old turtle and asked Lu Yu.
"Uncle Lu, my nephew is very scared. He is afraid that he will not be able to live up to his expectations and be a good deacon of the North District."
Lu Yu smiled and stopped what Wang Dalu wanted to say.
"My dear nephew, do you want to hear the truth?"
Wang Dalu wanted to know Lu Yu's true thoughts and nodded.
"Actually, I don't have much confidence in my nephew, but I trust the vision and strategy of my brother, your father Wang Gang, and..."
Speaking of this, Lu Yu glanced at Old Turtle who was still drinking tea and said nothing, and said to Wang Dalu.
"You have already gathered some talented people around you."
"I see that a few of your followers are all enlightened. Although they are nothing for the time being, the future is limitless."
"My good nephew has soldiers, money and territory. In three years he will surely leap over the dragon's gate."
"This is what we natives expect from you. We also hope that you can support my son Lu Mi a little bit when you become rich."
When Wang Dalu heard this, he quickly bowed.
"Thank you Uncle Lu for your good intentions towards your nephew. My nephew will do his best to meet your expectations of me."
"Lu Mi is my elder brother. If he is not a biological brother, he is better than a biological brother. I will treat him with courage."
Wang Dalu's voice was a little hoarse. He understood his father's good intentions, also understood what Lu Yu had blocked for him, and even more understood the purpose of Old Man Turtle following him.
"But am I really worth their efforts?"
Wang Dalu didn't have a trace of worry on his face, but he kept asking himself in his heart.
"Well, what a great tea. Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your kindness."
Old Turtle stood up and said something, wanting to leave.
Lu Yu said modestly.
"No, no, it's a great honor to be praised by Mr. Li."
When Wang Dalu saw that Old Turtle was about to leave, he looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late. It was time to leave. He said a few words to Lu Yu and then left the study with Old Turtle.
Lu Yu looked at the backs of Wang Dalu and Old Turtle as they left, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind.
"I hope this choice will not put myself and my family into death."
On the way back with Old Turtle, Wang Dalu kept staring at Old Turtle from behind.
Old Turtle seemed to realize something, stopped and said.
"My king, do you have anything you want to tell me?"
Wang Dalu thought for a long time and asked.
"Old Turtle, are you sure I'm qualified to be the deacon of the North District?"
"Sure!"
"Are you sure I can accomplish something in the future?"
"affim!"
"Can I make those who have hurt me pay a heavy price?
Old Turtle showed no sign of impatience when it came to Wang Dalu's questions and answered them seriously.
"I am sure and sure."
Wang Dalu wanted to say something else but didn't say it. He just walked to his guest room to rest in a daze.
Old Turtle looked at Wang Dalu's disappearing back and said leisurely.
"My king, there will be such a day, right?"
The next day, morning.
Wang Dalu and Lu Yu had a hurried breakfast, and then took everyone to the Deacon's Mansion in the North District of the Mine.
The northern area of the mine has just been mined not long ago, and the northern area deacon's house was only built two days ago.
When Wang Dalu arrived at Bei District Town at the foot of the mountain in the north area of the mine, he saw that the civilians who had just settled here were very motivated to build their new homes, and their faces were filled with happy smiles.
Represents hope for life.
It represents the yearning for a happy life in the future.
In the past two days, Li Zhaocai has been helping these bandits from Heifeng Village build houses and build the North District Town.
Li Zhaocai already knew that Wang Dalu was appointed as the deacon of the North District Deacon House and was very happy.
As the North District Deacon, Wang Dalu can at least take care of the North District Town at the foot of the North District Mountains.
When he saw Wang Dalu and his people passing by, he hurriedly led the people of Beishan Town to rush over, bowed down respectfully, and said with a naive smile.
"I, Li Zhaocai, led the 1,506 residents of Bei District Town to pay homage to you. Thank you for everything you have done for Bei District Town!"
As soon as Li Zhaocai finished speaking, five or six eight or nine-year-old children handed unknown weeds picked in advance to Wang Dalu and said.
"Big brother, we thank you on behalf of my father and my mother-in-law."
Wang Dalu was very moved and looked back. Old Turtle nodded slightly to him with a smile on his face. He took the green and blue weeds with a strange fragrance in his hands.
Wang Dalu said with a trembling voice.
"What kind of grass is this that smells so good and looks so good?"
Li Zhaocai touched his head and replied embarrassedly.
"I don't know either. I heard that this grass is unique to the northern area of Nanshan Mountain."
Li Jinbao walked out from the side, bowed and said to Wang Dalu.
"Sir, since this grass is unique to the North District, and since you are in charge of the North District, why don't you name it yourself?"
Wang Dalu was also moved when he heard this. After thinking hard for a long time, he couldn't find a name suitable for the cleverness of this grass.
The old man behind him suddenly interjected.
"My king, if you don't mind it, just call it Dragon Grass!"
"Become a dragon, be a dragon..."
Li Jinbao muttered the name spoken by Old Turtle, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he made a series of remarks to Wang Dalu.
"One day, when the wind and rain come, I will fade away from my mortal body and transform into a dragon. What a good name, sir!"
"Dragon grass?"
Wang Dalu looked at the weeds in his hands repeatedly and said with a smile.
"Old Turtle, you are serious."
Everyone joked a little more and walked towards the North District Deacon's Mansion on the mountainside.
Patrolling the stone slabs, he walked slowly towards the mountainside. He didn't take a good look at the things around him before. This time, Wang Dalu walked very slowly, looking around from time to time.
A smart Xiaosi introduced the surrounding things to Wang Dalu as he walked.
"Sir, the distance between the foot of the mountain in the North District and the mountainside is about 150 feet, and the distance between the mountainside and the mining area is nearly 200 feet."
The boy saw Wang Dalu looking at the miners carrying equipment in the distance and said again.
"Because the Beishan mining area is new, there are not many people there. There are only 3,000 slaves and 2,000 farmers."
"The other three mining areas belong to the Western District, which has a maximum population of about 10,000 people, and the Eastern District and the Southern District each have seven to eight thousand people."
Wang Dalu asked after listening to the story of the boy assigned to him by Lu Yu.
"Didn't you say that there are still some relatives of major lords and officials serving here? Why are there not these people?"
The boy hurriedly explained.
"Although these people are not valued in their respective mansions, they are also real officials' children. How can they really serve in the army? There is a separate area at the foot of the east mountain called Luofengpo to accommodate them."
Wang Dalu thought the same thing. These people may have been neglected in his mansion, but after they came out, they started to pretend to be powerful. It would be extremely difficult for them to work. If they didn't cause trouble, it would be Amitabha.
"How to place it?"
"These children need three districts, no, now there are four districts to manage some children respectively, and send people to send some food and money regularly every month."
Wang Dalu's face was filled with surprise.
"Isn't this just spending money to support the uncle? Why does Nanshan still accept these young soldiers?"
The boy replied nonchalantly.
"This villain has no way of knowing."
After walking for about an hour, everyone finally arrived at the North District Deacon's Mansion.
There were more than a dozen people waiting in front of the mansion. When they saw Wang Dalu's figure appearing, they hurriedly bowed and saluted.
"I'll pay my respects to the deacon!"
Wang Dalu took two quick steps to help the minor officials.
Looking at these first batch of servants who were about to become his subordinates, Wang Dalu felt some pride and said loudly.