Chapter 1113 The Prosperity of the Past

Wang Wei laughed: "The Golden Plain is well-known, and others think that our Julu Kingdom is very poor."

The pride was beyond words.

This piece of land in the Kingdom of Julu was called the Julu Kingdom more than 160 years ago.

Of course, only the name of Julu Port remains today, and the territory has shrunk by one third.

Menban was also looking around: "What is the actual situation?"

"In the past, we were poor. My family couldn't eat meat once in half a year. But in recent years, we have been getting better and better."

Walking down the pier, two figures squeezed out of the crowd in front, one big and one small.

The small one rushed over when he saw Wang Wei, shouting: "Daddy, Daddy!"

This was a five or six-year-old girl with a bun on her head. She ran like a small cannonball and knocked Wang Wei back two steps.

The girl was very sturdy, and Wang Wei had a little difficulty holding her up.

There was also a boy about fifteen years old who came with her. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Wang Wei.

He was also happy to see Wang Wei.

"Asheng, come here!" Wang Wei waved at him, "This is Mr. He and his team, good friends I met on the ship."

Wang Wei said to He Lingchuan again: "These are my two children, the older one is Asheng, Wang Gesheng, and the younger one is Xuanxuan."

Both children were polite and greeted He Lingchuan and others.

"Come live at my house! You have to find a place to stay." Wang Wei invited again.

He Lingchuan couldn't refuse the kindness, so he had to agree.

The crowd walked through the streets and alleys and went to Wang's house.

All along the way, there were all kinds of businesses, restaurants, inns, and grocery stores all over the port. The two markets also had sufficient goods, and it seemed that both supply and demand were booming.

He Lingchuan and others felt that this market was full of vitality, and there was a smell of fireworks everywhere.

It happened that the location of several streets here was the same as in later times, and He Lingchuan took some effort to identify them. The teahouse at the corner of the street, which was bustling with people, later became a shabby warehouse, with only sea breeze and mice as regular visitors.

This feeling of time interweaving makes people sigh.

The Wang family is in the east of the harbor, only six or seven hundred steps away from the pier.

Wang Wei's private school is not small. In addition to two classrooms, there are seven or eight guest rooms. Obviously, he also accepts boarding students. But now is the busy farming season, and the rooms are empty. It's just right to tidy up and put furniture in, and temporarily turn it into a guest house.

He Lingchuan and his ten people occupied four rooms.

After drifting on the sea for seventy or eighty days, everyone smelled the sour smell on their clothes. No wonder A Xuan stayed away from them. Then the next step is to take a bath, rub the dust, change clothes, shave, and clean yourself up.

Wang Wei is also a man who knows how to deal with things. He called a few foot massage masters from a nearby soup restaurant to help everyone push back and massage, and loosen the muscles and bones.

When the guards walked out of the guest room, they all felt like they were alive again, and even their bodies seemed to have lightened a few pounds--

The old dust was rubbed off.

The food was already on the table, and ten people shared seven or eight dishes, with fish and meat, all very homely.

What delicacies has He Lingchuan not eaten? But the shredded radish potato pancake on the table still surprised him.

There are thousands of people who can make this thing, but each one has a different taste, and they are basically different. The shredded radish pancake in Wang Wei's house is vegetarian, and there is no meat except eggs, but the taste is good.

The other teammates also know the goods. The shredded radish pancakes piled up like a mountain were instantly seen at the bottom, and Wang Wei hurriedly called the cook to bake another pile.

Wang Wei smiled and introduced: "This is the white radish planted by my students, it tastes very good."

He Lingchuan remembered that Shumi Academy and Yuheng Academy also opened up large vegetable plots, called "school fields". Students usually have to take labor classes, and the fruits and vegetables grown are collected by the school and cooked as lunch for students.

Menban pulled a large piece of braised pork belly and put it in the steamed bun: "Master Wang is a natural business man, why don't you do business, but open a private school?"

"Opening a private school is stable. Every time I accept a student, the Julu Port government will give me some money. If I accept more students, my family's food and drink expenses can at least be guaranteed."

He has a family to support, so he has to make a guarantee first, and then consider how to make more money in the next step.

Hu Minqi asked: "Do you also have subsidies here?"

"Yes, our country was established not long ago, and the foundation is not stable. We need people like me who can read and write to teach and educate people and enlighten the people. Otherwise, if the people of a country are illiterate, how can they produce pillars of talent?"

Everyone looked at each other and was surprised.

It is said that it takes ten years to grow trees and a hundred years to cultivate people. Education is a systematic project with large investment and slow results. If the rulers do not plan for the long term, they will not want to spend this effort and money.

On the Golden Plain, the birth and death of families and countries is the norm. How could there be such a far-sighted small country?

He Lingchuan sighed: "It is rare to have a good monarch. The people of Julu are blessed."

He had been on the same ship with Wang Wei for a long time, and he also heard a lot about the past of Julu from this person.

The territory of Julu is larger than that of the later Bi Kingdom. It was founded only seven years ago. The monarch's surname is Ran. He is less than 40 years old and can be said to be in the prime of life.

The policies and orders implemented by the Julu king are effective. After years of recuperation, Julu is now in a harmonious political and people-oriented state, and the people's livelihood is recovering. The country is thriving.

Not only Wang Wei, He Lingchuan also talked with several other seafarers on the ship. Everyone praised Julu for the gradual recovery of trade and the awakening of people's livelihood in recent years. It is a rare quiet place on the Golden Plain.

When he got off the ship today, he saw that the Julu King had indeed managed the country well from the small details of Julu Port.

Life was promising, civilians had hope, and merchants were willing to come here to do business.

With He Lingchuan's current experience, he knew that it was not easy to govern a country. It was not possible to lead the people to a prosperous era by simply issuing a few decrees to reduce taxes and levies and to rest the people's livelihood.

Which king did not want a rich country and strong people, and did not want to prosper? Some could do it, such as the Julu King; some could not, such as the later King of Bi.

No matter how good the method is, it must be combined with the environment and cannot be applied mechanically.

At least, the people of Julu during this period enjoyed a rare peace.

After everyone chatted for a while, Wang Wei's eldest son Wang Gesheng came back, carrying meat and vegetables in his hands.

He Lingchuan saw that he was holding three lamb legs, which weighed at least 20 kilograms, not counting other fruits and vegetables, but he lifted them easily, and knew that this young man had cultivated himself.

He asked the boy, "Would you like a glass?"

Wang Gesheng inherited his father's character and said happily, "Okay!"

So He Lingchuan filled a glass and threw it over.

He used his strength skillfully, and the glass flew slowly to Wang Gesheng as if someone had pushed it over. The latter reached out to catch it, and not a drop of the wine spilled.

He looked at He Lingchuan with a little surprise, and then drank it all in one gulp.

He Lingchuan pointed to the seat next to Wang Wei: "Come and sit down."

His tone was calm, but there was unquestionable majesty.

Wang Gesheng had never met him before, but he couldn't help but walk over. When he got to the table, he felt strange. Why was he so obedient?

But Wang Wei immediately pulled his son to sit down.

He Lingchuan poured him another glass: "Are you in the Julu Port Guard?"

"Yes."

Wang Wei looked proud: "I was selected last spring. At that time, there were more than 20 young men, and the guard only selected two, and Ah Sheng was one of them."

"It's good to be paid." Hu Min pointed to everyone, "We are all paid."

Everyone laughed.

Working under Commander He means being paid, right?

Is this an army? The boy was curious: "Where are you from?"

"Have you heard of the Panlong Wasteland in the west?"

Wang Gesheng shook his head honestly, he had never heard of it.

He Lingchuan didn't care, it was too far from the Panlong Wasteland to the Shining Gold Plain. "Have you heard of the Beijia Kingdom?"

"Yes, it's very powerful, rich, and powerful."

"Panlong Wasteland is to the west of Beijia." He Lingchuan said with a smile, "We traveled across the ocean to the Shining Gold Plain to find something. Have you heard of Baimao Peak?"

If He Lingchuan hadn't heard that Wang Gesheng was working in the Gangcheng Guard, he wouldn't have stayed at Wang Wei's house.

He was here to get information.

The letter Shao Jian wrote to Zhong Shengguang was in code, which translated into:

The bright lamp grass grows on Baimao Peak, which is now the territory of the bear monster.

The father and son of the Wang family looked at each other, and Wang Gesheng asked, "Where is the lair of the White Bear King?"

"It seems that you all know it."

"The White Bear Peak got its name because of the White Bear King." Wang Wei said, "I don't know where it came from. About 20 years ago, it occupied the mountain and became the king, and made a lair in the White Bear Peak. There were originally a lot of good things in the mountain, and people nearby went into the mountain to get some game and pick some mushrooms. But since it appeared, no living person is allowed to approach the White Bear Peak. Oh, there seem to be 40 bears in the lair."

"Dad, what you know is all old calendars, and it has long been more than this number." Wang Gesheng said immediately, "The White Bear King's lair has more than 80 white bears and more than 3,000 wolves. In addition, there are foxes, badgers, leopards, etc., and some bird monsters have been subdued."

"That is a big monster." This number, He Lingchuan also felt very surprised, "Occupy the mountain as the king, with many followers."

What is a big monster? Zhu Erniang is it.

In the past, it lived in Panlong Desert, and had many descendants. Even General Nan Ke, who led his army into its territory, died at its hands.

A big monster that can threaten the local government is a big deal.

But Zhu Erniang's evil forces are all composed of her descendants, and there are almost no other monsters.

This white bear king has many monsters under his command.

Big monsters have different tempers.

Wang Wei exclaimed: "My God, there are so many already? These white bears and wolves often go down the mountain to eat people."

Menban said: "More than eighty bears, three thousand wolves? The number is a bit large. Baimao Peak should not be able to feed so many big eaters."

Carnivores usually have their own foraging territories because food is limited. The bear monster summoned a large number of subordinates to guard the nest, and Baimao Peak could hardly support so many beasts.

It became inevitable for them to go down the mountain to forage.

What prey is abundant and easy to hunt down the mountain? Of course, it is human beings.

Hu Min interrupted: "Haven't the authorities cleared out the bear monsters for so many years?"