Beiyang new warlord

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During the cold Little Ice Age, even the later generations of Hubei had a layer of light snow falling profusely, and the top of Xiangyang City was also completely white. exposed.

After a while, there was a shout from behind the little head.

"Hui Mei! Who told you to run around, go back!"

"But mother, there are so many fat sheep underneath!"

Li Huimei's saliva was almost drooling as she stared straight at the city coming down from the Xiangyang Wharf, groups of cattle, horses and livestock, and fat businessmen.

The feelings of people in this era far exceed those of men and women who talk about love and love every day. Li Zicheng has been dead for more than three months, but Gao Guiying is still naked, wearing a rough horse suit, and an old blue lamp. The Buddha kept filial piety for her husband. Hearing Li Huimei's excited shout, she couldn't help but glanced down the city wall. However, immediately, she saw a black dragon Jinyang banner of Dongjiang in the caravan. The heroine of the female high school for several years couldn't help but her expression changed, and she hurried back while pulling Li Huimei's hand.

"Mom, slow down!"

Full of reluctance, Li Huimei stretched her neck as much as she could while leaning against the city wall, looking down at the excitement.

Coincidentally, in the caravan, a young man who was driving a herd of horses also happened to turn his head as if feeling something, and happened to see Li Huimei's little head. This kid is also a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Grinning Colgate's white teeth, she smiled exaggeratedly at the daughter of King Chuang.

"Humph!"

Nostrils sounded, Li Huimei turned her head back proudly, but after a while, she still couldn't help being attracted by the excitement, and looked over her head again.

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The world is so vast, and when Mao Jue was making a fortune in the east, the west was also operating.

Known as the city of the world, on the banks of the Seine River, facing the colorful snowflakes, the romantic Parisians wear funny wool wigs and start another day of hard work. As for the well-dressed nobles, they are driving carriages. Wandering around, looking for a new target or a wife, the rich and the poor are divided, this is the case everywhere in the world.

In front of the majestic and romantic Palace of Versailles, which is golden and majestic, this one is parked in a gray carriage that is much narrower than the French carriages, but also much simpler. It is parked in a pile of gold-plated and decorated with oriental In the middle of the silk French aristocratic carriage, it is like the difference between a village woman and a noble lady. Amid the ridicule of those French aristocrats, wearing an old tuxedo and a jazz hat without decoration, an equally inconspicuous little old man Jumped out of the car.

"Dear Sir Cohen, eternally shining sun, His Majesty Louis XIII has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Just like the southerners and northerners of Ming Dynasty looked down on each other, Cohen felt his throat was tied up when he listened awkwardly to the Italian butler's extremely Latin-flavored French.

"Stupid and pompous Frenchman!"

He cursed heavily in his heart, the [-]th shareholder Sir of the Netherlands, who had come back from Asia all the way, was not in the mood to appreciate the scenery at all, and hastily followed the Italian steward into Versailles. The gunmen blew the French trombone one by one. In the large garden next to the white palace, wearing high heels and stockings, dressed like a big ladyboy, Louis XIII greeted him with a wine glass and a big smile.

"My dear Sir Holland, what brings you back to Paris from the warm Pacific Ocean?"

"A deal, Your Majesty!"

The thick mustache trembled upwards, and Cohen replied gloomyly.

Chapter 723. The Rich and Willful Beiming Boss

Many people in later generations often say that money can turn ghosts around!It's like money is omnipotent!But can you really do whatever you want with money?

Well, this time it seems to work!

Even if the merchants go to plow the fields, they are completely different from those old landlords, and they are full of heroism everywhere!Thanks to Liu Zongmin, he took away almost all the tent landlords in the north of Huguang. The land annexation that all dynasties have tried their best to prevent has been played to its peak at this time. In Jiangnan, the land of Qian Qianyi's family spans six counties There are more than 400 hectares, and there are as many as 9 or [-] tenant farmers under the Qian family, which can be regarded as a super big family in the south of the Yangtze River.

But the first batch of six or seven hundred Shanxi coal bosses, capital factory owners, and Liaodong big businessmen stationed in Huguang, the average family has more than 1000 hectares of land. With the land wheel, Mao Jue created nearly a thousand super families in one winter!The merchants from the north almost occupied all the fertile and fertile land from Xiangyang to Wuchang. It cost more than 200 million taels of silver to build the village burned by Liu Zongmin into a residential area.

The only thing that can't be compared is the population. Beiming has nothing to lack now, but people. The major mines in Shanxi are recruiting people. The coal bosses from the north only need money, and the township party can come The two hundred support is dead, the relationship is not good, and the local employment is temporarily difficult. Some of the dense population of Huguang were forced to join the army by Liu Zongmin, and some of the population was consumed in the tug-of-war between Zhang Xianzhong, Yang Sichang, and Li Zicheng. , the rest at this time either fled to the south of the Yangtze River, or fled to the later generations of Hunan, Guangdong and Guangxi to escape the flames of war.

Fortunately, in order to encourage northern merchants to develop Huguang, Mao Jue's policy was biased. Originally, the population traded with Zhang Xianzhong was used to replenish the population of the Shaanxi generation who was extremely empty during the war. Now it is directly intercepted and given to Huguang, a large farm. About [-] employees can be allocated.

There are many people and little land in the south of the Yangtze River. The average family can be allocated a few acres of land. Tens of thousands of people can easily cultivate 5000 to 5000 acres of land, but this lake is vast and sparsely populated, and [-] people can cultivate [-] acres of land. Even if the [-] people are all strong men, with an average of [-] mu of land per person, they will definitely be so tired that they vomit blood, and they belong to the long-term workers under Zhou Papi's hands.

Fortunately, the second benefit of being rich is revealed again. We don't have enough people, so we can make up animals!It's no wonder that Li Huimei's mouth is watering, she planned to come here before she set off.Shanxi is just next to Mongolia, and cattle, horses and livestock are cheap. Three or four hundred coal bosses and factory owners brought down more than 10 cattle and horses at one go. If this number is placed in Chongzhen for a few years, it is enough to pull an army of tens of thousands.

Moreover, in the past few years, Mao Jue has spent several 10 taels every year to encourage innovation. In terms of agricultural production technology, what the south and north merchants have is much more advanced than the Nanming intensive farming, creating sufficient conditions for land reclamation.

Ever since, the guys got everything ready. Around March, the weather just warmed up, and the coal bosses who own the land with serious plots personally picked up their hoes, rolled up their sleeves and took the lead in working.

It was an incomparably rich and spectacular scene. Standing on the top of the city, the restless Li Huimei stared straight at the flat Xiangyang Fertile Fields. The whole trip across the fields several miles wide was like cavalry confronting each other. In that way, the first-class Mongolian horses that are enough to equip fine riders are harnessed like a waste of money, and a row of six horses pulls the Sanhua plow with loose soil rims, while the short but energetic Sichuan man behind him sings spring songs Firmly holding the back of the plow, in such a tandem row for several miles, there is no need to turn around, and the huge team can just pull forward if they have enough energy.

Under the Sanhua plow forged by Liaodong iron and fire, the originally soft Huguang fertile soil was quickly pulled out with deep scars, and the fragrant soil was softly dug out.

It was followed by water release and seedling transplanting. Last winter, I hired the agricultural slack tent in the opposite Henan Province. Along the Yangtze River, the water conservancy project of the cement ditch was already ready. The dam was opened to take advantage of the spring tide when the ice and snow melted. It was sparkling and cold. The bitterly icy water from the Yangtze River and the Jingjiang River are introduced into the plowed farmland, and the top-quality paddy fields appear on the ground like pieces of huge glass mirrors.

Even rice transplanting, these wealthy coal boss farms from the north are different from this era. They are still horse-drawn animal-powered rice transplanters with large wheels creaking and creaking on the paddy fields. The walking of the horse pushes down the early rice seedlings that are still covered with soil, and a smaller gear drives the clamping, loosening, clamping, and loosening of the gear mechanical arm that moves back and forth, grabs the seedlings and inserts them hard. The earth is gone.

If manpower is bent over and carrying a basket, it will take a whole day for one acre of land, but with this thing running, it is no problem to run more than ten or twenty mu a day.

Of course, the quality is definitely not as easy as manpower to insert one by one, but anyway, the land is sparsely populated, and this kind of extensive agriculture is what is needed!

Collective labor and the use of a large amount of animal power have created this miracle of the agricultural era. In Li Huimei's eyes, in just [-] days, the Huguang farm with less than [-] mature laborers was almost completed together. Spring plowing of early rice.

However, there is still a big difference between Huguang and Jiangnan in terms of farming methods. Just when Jiangsu and Zhejiang could not wait for every inch of land to be filled with seedlings, these coal bosses and farmers created an astonishing waste. Half of the land has been reclaimed, and the remaining [-] mu of land has been house-to-house, [-] mu of which have been planted with fruits and vegetables, and the rest of the clear water has been planted with grass. of those livestock.

The grass grows much faster than the seedlings. After a few spring rains, the height of half a person is raised. The livestock that have been busy all spring just eat fresh and tender green materials on the spot. The soybean meal imported from the north can also be slowed down at this time. Now, the first wave of large farms and ranches reclaiming Huguang has officially started on the right track.

After the spring plowing is over, they are not so busy. They leave the work to the subordinate farm workers, and the rich grandsons are playing again.

It was early in the morning again, rubbing her eyes, and Li Huimei climbed up the city wall as usual to see what these fat sheep from the north were doing, but this time, the spectacular collective labor that can be seen every day has disappeared. Not far from Xiangyang City, a huge oval building with a length of one kilometer and a width of one mile, made of cement and bricks, seemed to pop up overnight.

Women and cats are of the same nature. After fighting with Li Zicheng for many years, Li Huimei's first reaction was that this group of big fat sheep were building fortifications and preparing for the siege of Xiangyang City. In order to find out clearly, this little girl is not afraid of heights. Looking down at the battlements, poking her head, she tried her best to look down, but what made the little girl's teeth itch was that these rich grandchildren were too extravagant!Such a large oval-shaped building has a large circle, and all of them are covered with steel bars and canvas. After looking at it for a long time, she didn't see anything, only heard the roaring sound from inside.

Angrily, she stomped her little feet, and took a look. Now that Gao Guiying didn't come out, she slid down the city wall and threw away the white mourning dress she was wearing. Li Huimei slid into Li Zicheng's palace like a little mouse In the hole opened on the city wall, he slipped out of the city in a blink of an eye.

A few minutes later, at the east and west gates of the oval built on the ruins of Xiangyang City, a little girl in white gauze and long sarong came up to her with her head poking her head.

It seemed that they really came to farm the land, and there was no guard at all. On the contrary, the passionate shouts kept coming to their ears, and Li Huimei easily got in through the hole opened in the oval concrete wall.

"Wow!!!"

Once inside, even Li Huimei couldn't help being excited and opened her eyes wide. She looked like a city wall in a ladder shape, with a total of eight or nine floors. At this time, there were tens of thousands of merchants and landlords in Jiangnan and Jiangbei. The foremen, both men and women, seemed to be crazy, shaking their fists forward desperately.

In the middle is a huge and complicated track, with a total of ten tracks. There are narrow and narrow sections on the track, a specially raised hillside road, and a river passing through the track. At this time, there are nine cars and two horses Gorgeous four-wheeled carriages pulled by horses waited on the track like a blade.

A high platform like a military watchtower was set up in the center of the starting point track. Under the rapt attention of the nine drivers, a strong man wearing only a red singlet in the chilly spring and showing his chest and belly took the hammer and swayed it on the ground. In front of the big gong that is as tall as a person.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

hum~

The hammer slammed on the gong, and before the sound wave could spread out, in an instant, the nine racers, who were wrapped in several layers of thick leather armor and wrapped around their necks like turtles, had thrown out viciously. After taking the reins of the horses, one after another the specially-made pony carriages flew out like arrows off the string, followed by the whole arena became more boiling. In the stands, the well-dressed guy who looked like a dog It's like going crazy for a while, with blue veins on his forehead and neck, baring his teeth and roaring.

"Shenyang Guards, come on, get down on those old Xier!!!"

"Pull it down! In the Spring and Autumn Period, when we Jin people played chariot battles, you Liao people were still naked barbarians! Qiao Leshan! Come on! Our Qi County team will win!"

"You are all grassroots, victory must belong to our Jingshi Tongzhou team, come on!!!"