Immigrants from the southeastern provinces began to arrive in Xuzhou in batches. Deng Ming carefully prepared his speech in the past two days, determined to leave a deep impression on these immigrants - the scale of this immigration was unprecedented, and there were probably 200,000 male male male male male male male male female male female male female male female male female male female male female male female male female male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male female male male male male male male female male male male male male female male male male male male male male male male male male male male male female male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male male

“How is the podium ready?”

"Everything is ready." Yuan Xiang replied happily. He was only in his twenties and grew up in the generals. He never hid his cunning. In order to leave more population for Xuzhou, he had tried his best to do everything possible. Deng Ming asked him to arrange a podium, and Yuan Xiang also made every effort to prepare. He planned to follow Deng Ming and show off on that podium, so that all the scholars in Xuzhou could see their talents.

"That's good." Deng Ming knew that Yuan Xiang was very concerned about this matter. Now Deng Ming was not worried about the cooperation of immigrants. Their hometown was ruined and homeless. No matter what the future arranged by the Ming army in western Sichuan was like, they would try their best to adapt. Moreover, the Chinese people have never encountered a kind government official. As long as the officials exploited them slightly, they would often get the title of Master Qingtian. So Deng Ming was thinking about how to make himself be kinder, give immigrants a new impression, and change the high attitude of officials in their hearts.

When the immigrants saw the Supreme Commander in western Sichuan appear in front of them, they probably were also intimidated. Deng Ming also prepared a few jokes specially for this and prepared to intersperse them into the speech. However, Deng Ming is now a prince and cannot tell crosstalk to everyone. Deng Ming is not sure whether these few jokes can relax everyone. If they fail to achieve results, they will remain silent, which is a failure.

"Ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her parents-in-law." Deng Ming comforted himself in his heart, and asked Yuan Xiang to go to the venue to continue working. Today, Yuan Xiang deliberately put on a big red official robe, and the pair of wings on the hat were spotlessly clean. Seeing Yuan Xiang, who was as proud as a peacock, leaving with his head raised and his chest raised, Deng Ming was also determined to prepare well: "Yuan Xiang has such a great official power, I hope he will not scare those fellow scholars."

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In addition to the officials, congressmen and bosses of Xuzhou, there were also a large number of Chengdu people who came to hear the news. They had long known that Xuzhou would intercept some immigrants, but looking at the situation in Xuzhou, it was actually quite stunning to swallow the main force of the immigration group. It was unbearable. Chengdu people were anxious and had been at odds with the Xuzhou side these days. Of course, they could not be absent today's welcome meeting with Deng Ming coming.

A large number of placards were arranged around the venue, with countless colorful recruitment publicity, which made Huang Feigang and others feel unusually fresh. Soon the competition between Chengdu and Xuzhou evolved from boasting to slandering each other, and there were quarrels, pushing and shoving before Yuan Xiang arrived, and gradually developed into abuse and fighting.

When he saw the large-scale conflict seemed to be in front of him, new immigrants such as Huang Feigang were very nervous. They did not understand the situation in western Sichuan and were full of concern for their future. Geng Yunlin had been with the immigrants, conscientiously pacifying the people in the southeast who had accompanied him all the way: "It's okay, it's okay, they can't fight."

After leaving his hometown, Huang Feigang and the others trusted Geng Yunlin very much. After all, this person had been with them for several months, and he also helped them understand all the situation in Sichuan that they wanted to know. However, before arriving in Chongqing, Geng Yunlin described the Qing army in Chongqing as a man-eating beast with green faces and fangs. Huang Feigang clearly remembered the adjective used by Guide Geng, "the most vicious enemy in western Sichuan". However, what they saw in Chongqing was a group of smiling green camp officers and soldiers, who enthusiastically sold various goods to them - in their hometown in the southeast, did they have ever seen officers and soldiers who spoke kindly to the people? Not to mention fair trade with the people.

When camping on the other side of Chongqing, Huang Feigang not only bought some daily necessities, but also ate a large bowl of knife-cut noodles at a stall set up by a thin Qing soldiers. The ingredients were quite delicious and there were a lot of noodles. It was rare for officers and soldiers to do business with the people like this. When they first saw the Qing soldiers selling noodles, the two horizontal meats on the other party's cheeks made Huang Feigang feel a little scared. At first glance, it seemed that they were much more ferocious than the county seat in their hometown, and the smile squeezed on their faces seemed very good.

But it was this Qing soldier who took the initiative to serve a large bowl of noodles soup for cooking noodles to quench his thirst after Huang Fei finished eating. He said several polite words to thank him for taking care of his business. Other customers also got a free bowl of noodle soup. While they were eating, the Qing soldier was diligently telling them a few interesting stories about Shanxi. By the time he left the stall, Huang Feigang had already classified his boss as a good person with a fierce face and a hot heart, and secretly felt guilty for judging people by his appearance at the beginning.

After leaving Chongqing, everyone secretly discussed it in private, thinking that Director Geng's speech was too exaggerated; the more kind companion also stood up to defend Guide Geng, saying that this was probably because everyone misunderstood Geng Yunlin's meaning - Sichuan dialect not only has a different pronunciation from the Southeast, but also the words and sentences may also have different meanings. Perhaps "vicious enemy" does not mean the same as the Southeast dialect in Sichuan dialect.

Geng Yunlin didn't know that he had encountered a crisis of trust, so he patiently introduced the situation in Chengdu and Xuzhou to everyone: "Originally, there were no people in Xuzhou. They were moved from the capital a year ago. They were all their own brothers. What kind of deep hatred will there be?"

At this time, a gong sounded, and the soldiers shouted: "The governor of Xuzhou is here!"

"Magistrate Yuan is here." After hearing this shout, many people looked up at the high podium, and the crowd suddenly became much quieter.

In the blink of an eye, a gong suddenly sounded and another soldier shouted: "The prefect of Chengdu is here!"

"Is this really okay?" When the people in Xuzhou and Chengdu were quarreling just now, many immigrants heard each other threatening to let their prefect come out to beat people - it was really right, they threatened each other to let the prefect come to beat people in person. Now the prefect of Xuzhou has arrived, and the prefect of Chengdu has not invited him. Obviously, the person who comes is not good, and the good ones do not come.

"How could something happen?" Geng Yunlin laughed and said loudly in front of a large number of immigrants: "The Yuan prefect of our Xuzhou and the Liu prefect of the capital are friends who are slashing each other! Do you know what a friend who is slashing each other?"

Some people shook their heads, but some people immediately replied: "I know, it's the best thing for the family."

"The Tong family's favor is just that the wife and daughter do not avoid it. These two prefects are friends who are slashing their necks! They can wipe their necks for each other!" In the literacy class in Chengdu, when teaching everyone this idiom, the professors used Liu Jinge and Yuan Xiang as examples to help students understand. Since learning this word, Geng Yunlin has repeatedly used it to indicate that he is an educated person: "Listen, it's not wiping their necks! These two prefects were a life-long friendship..."

Geng Yunlin vividly described the adventures of these two people in Dongchuan Prefecture. They supported each other, fought with poisonous snakes and beasts along the way, and were also wary of the hidden enemy soldiers - the surrounding area was hundreds of miles, and no other comrades were found, only the only companion around them. In the end, both of them successfully returned to Jianchang.

Before Geng Yunlin's story was finished, the immigrants in front of him suddenly made a big noise.

"Are you fighting?" Someone asked in surprise.

"No, act in monkey play, act in monkey play!" Many immigrants stared at the lively scene on the podium, and excitedly corrected the wrong views of their companions around them: "It turns out that this is a stage, and we want to act in monkey play for us."

Geng Yunlin turned around and saw two men wearing big red official robes fighting together on the high podium, fists and feet flying. In a blink of an eye, the black hats on the two people flew out. The two of them didn't care about picking them up and hugging each other. One of them tripped in the official uniform and dragged the other down.

"It's really a monkey show." Most immigrants shouted in agreement. Although these two people were wearing official uniforms, they were obviously performing operas. Not to mention the noble prefect, even the slightly decent gentry in the county would not make their hats fly away in front of everyone. The two people were so excited that they even had their clothes torn to their clothes, revealing the strong muscles on their arms - this cold day, it's really not cold.

The immigrants became more and more excited as they watched it. They found that the two of them were acting very realistically, as if they were really fighting each other's lives. Compared with this, the social dramas I have watched in the past are simply children's tricks.

"Duke Baoguo is here!" In the chaos, there was another gong sound.

I just heard that the two prefects were coming, and the immigrants were holding their breath, fearing that they would make some noises to be punished for disrespect. Now that I heard another official appear, many people cheered loudly and were still trying hard to encourage the two people who were working hard on the platform. All monkey shows are on, which shows that the government wants to make everyone happy. When the Duke Baoguo comes, he probably wants to have fun with the people.

"Go up again?" Seeing another figure rushing up the platform, Huang Feigang and the others were even more excited and cheered harder. Although in just a few minutes, many immigrants shouted hoarsely, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces.

The third person who rushed up desperately squeezed between the two and tried his best to separate them.

"Who is this? Did you mess up the situation?" Seeing that the first two people were suspended before the performance was finished, someone complained with dissatisfaction.

"This is Duke Bao." Geng Yunlin murmured.

"What?"
Chapter completed!