"Now everyone will line up and enter the mine to work."
Following the orders given by the mine supervisors, the mine supervisors began to swing their whips in their hands to restore order.
Seeing these miners entering the mine one after another, Wang Dalu nodded with satisfaction and asked the stewards.
"How long do they have to work every day?"
"My lord, farmers rest only when the sun sets, but prisoners and criminals cannot rest until the moon is hanging in the sky."
Wang Dalu asked a few more questions about the situation of the miners, and couldn't help but secretly click his tongue.
Nanshan is known as the burial place of exiled prisoners and it is indeed well-deserved.
Their labor system can be described as harsh.
Wang Dalu and his party followed the guidance of the stewards and arrived at the mine.
I saw that the space in this mine was very large, and some sparkling phosphate rocks were placed everywhere, making the entire mine shine like daylight.
The miners have a clear division of labor. They use iron tools to pound the dark green ore veins, and then someone sorts them into baskets and transports them away.
These dark green mineral veins seem to be endless, and people can still clearly see these gangue meridians even after walking for a long distance.
After walking for a while, Wang Dalu stopped and looked at these mineral veins. His eyes glanced at the account books in the hands of the stewards as if they were worried.
The stewards hurriedly stopped Wang Dalu's thinking and said that it was absolutely impossible.
Old Turtle saw Wang Dalu's expression and said with a smile.
"My king, these ores can only be refined into wild jade at best. Although it can help people practice, the improvement is not great, and it is far inferior to wild crystal."
After hearing Old Man Turtle's comment, Wang Dalu lost interest in these ores and led everyone out, talking as he walked.
"Don't think I don't know, you old man has a lot of wild crystals hidden in your body."
Old Turtle neither admitted nor refuted, just smiled slightly and followed Wang Dalu out of the mine.
At this time, Wang Dalu heard the sound of crying and pulling outside the mine, and judging from the sound, it must be several teenagers.
"Mr. Mine Supervisor, please show mercy. Cui'er has been ill for two days and has a high fever. She needs to be seen by a doctor immediately, otherwise she will die."
"Yes, Mr. Mine Supervisor, please be kind and let us carry her down the mountain to find a doctor."
"Master, the three of us brothers are begging you. We will kowtow to you and remember your kindness forever."
"Go away, you little bastards, you don't want to kill me but that one. I didn't know that our new deacon is here to inspect today."
"If this old man is alarmed, not only will your dog's life be spared, but I will also suffer the same fate."
Wang Dalu looked around and saw three half-grown children wearing tattered rough clothes, surrounding a middle-aged man wearing a mine supervisor's uniform, begging for something.
Three boys kept kowtowing on the ground, and next to them lay a dying girl.
Wang Dalu and his group came out of the mine. Under the watch of the stewards, they headed down the mountain towards Luofeng Slope where the dandies gathered.
When going up the mountain, everyone walks slowly, but when going down the mountain, everyone walks very fast.
There were four more children aged fifteen or sixteen among the people traveling with him. Wang Dalu asked Li Meng to carry the girl with a persistent fever and several boys to Nanshan City to seek medical advice.
At the foot of the mountain, Lu Mi has been waiting here for a long time.
Today is Wang Dalu's first inspection of the North District as the North District Deacon. Baron Lu Yu was afraid that Wang Dalu would not be able to deal with the dandy boys in Luofengpo, so he asked Lu Mi to follow him. If necessary, he would use the power of the Nanshan City Lord to attack the dandy boys.
Apply pressure.
The dandy boys of Luofengpo can ignore the orders of the deacons in charge of various mining areas, but they dare not blatantly offend the Nanshan City Lord.
Baron Lu Yu belonged to the same aristocracy as the elders of these playboys, and he was a nobleman with real power, which was not comparable to their second-generation ancestors who were ignored by the family.
Wang Dalu and Lu Mi exchanged a few words and then went to Luofengpo together.
As its name suggests, Luofeng Slope View is located on a slope on the mountainside of Nanshan Mountain.
There is no grass growing within a radius of five miles and the soil is loose, so these dandies living in Luofengpo spend their time in Nanshan City during the day and come back to rest at night when the village gate is closed.
According to the rules set by Lu Yu, the lord of Nanshan City, people in Luofengpo are not required to engage in labor and can do whatever they like, but they must live in the stockade at night or else they will be punished by military law.
Thanks to the bloody lessons of some senior playboys, Luofengpo’s rule of not allowing people to stay out overnight was finally settled.
Because of this, stone houses densely packed with boulders have been formed in Luofengpo to shield them from the year-round wind and sand invasion.
The interior of the stone house is all padded with supple fur, which is extremely soft.
Wang Dalu saw the scene inside Luofeng Slope from a distance, and the wind that blew faintly carried the sound of drunken people on the slope drinking and enjoying themselves.
This place looked similar to the Heifeng Village that he had passed by before, but the only difference was that the people in the Heifeng Village had to worry about survival every day, while these people were intoxicated and dreamed of life every day.
This scene made Wang Dalu suddenly think of his evil-doing self in Wolong City.
Wang Dalu looked at his thick arms and thick palms, which had changed slightly in the past three months, with an imperceptible smile on his face.
"Old Turtle, are you going to give these disciples of Luofengpo a good look at their palms today and calculate their fortune?"
Old Turtle smiled.
"My king, how can ordinary people like you compare with you? Even if I intend to make a fortune for them, I'm afraid they won't be able to enjoy it."
"I like to hear you tell the truth the most."
Wang Dalu nodded and entered the village gate.
Along the way, Wang Dalu was talking foolishly and drunkenly, and the sound of drinking and drinking suddenly stopped. The dandy boys in Luofengpo all stared at Wang Dalu, as if they wanted to eat this person who disturbed their drinking.
Although these dandy boys usually behaved miserably, they were also some smart characters. They did not know Wang Dalu, but they knew Lu Miyanei who had drank with them.
Among the crowd, there were scribes and military generals, including Lu Yu's son Lu Mi, who was just a step away from the leading young man.
This young man has a delicate face, slender eyebrows, rich clothes and brocade trousers, and his robe is embroidered with some elegant landscapes, giving him a vague appearance of a wolf cub.
Most of these dandies had vaguely guessed Wang Dalu's origins, and knew that the newly appointed North District deacon would be responsible for their future supply of food, clothing, housing and transportation.
The dandies put down their wine bottles one after another and slowly moved closer to where Wang Dalu was standing.
Jin Lie saw many dandies walking towards Wang Dalu and was afraid that Wang Dalu would be in danger. Before he came, he had been instructed by Li Jinbao. These dandies in Luofengpo were not restrained at all. Except for Baron Lu Yu, no one else was left alone.
In their eyes.
"Line up!"
As Jin Lie's order came down, the soldiers of the Deacon's Palace who lined up behind responded and formed a circle around everyone, with spears and spears standing in rows, pointing at the dandy boys who were gradually approaching.
Wang Dalu waved his hands to let the surrounding soldiers disperse and said loudly.
"Today, I, the king of the mainland, passed by Guibao Land and wanted to stay for one night. I will leave tomorrow and I wonder if all the noble disciples can give me some noodles."
At this time, I saw about thirty or forty dudes gathered together to discuss a few words, and then three people who seemed to be the leaders of this group came out of the crowd and came to Wang Dalu.
One of them, a young man with a rosy face and a slim figure, said.
"My father, the Count of Song Dynasty, would like to ask Mr. Xiao Wang what his purpose is in coming here. Our Luofengpo is not a place where just anyone can come and stay temporarily."
"Yes, yes."
The dudes behind also shouted.
Another man who was slightly taller among the dandies said.
"My wife, Zhao She is the sixth son of Viscount Zhao Mu. I heard that our food, clothing, housing and transportation expenses are all yours now, so you should have sent us monthly money today."
The last young man was of medium build and had a scar on his face. He looked up and down at Wang Dalu carefully.
"My lord looks like he has everything in mind. I don't know where my lord's confidence comes from. Do you think you can bully me and others just by relying on the guards of the Deacon's Mansion?"
Wang Dalu asked slowly when he heard the young man's sarcasm.
"Your name is Ning Yu, the rumored illegitimate son of Viscount Ning Que."
When Wang Dalu came, he asked Lu Mi and learned about the leader of these people.
"Why, have you heard those random stories about me like everyone else?"
Wang Dalu looked at the scar on Ning Yu's face that was obviously new and said leisurely.
"I've never heard your story, but it seems like it's written all over your face!"