Chapter 655: Force a good official

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The green mountains are faintly drifting, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered.

If it were in the capital, late September autumn would have been a desolate scene with withering plants and trees. Liaodong is naturally even more exaggerated, where there is already a cold wind and even snowflakes.

Xie Hong convened the Jiangnan family in Ningbo. It was early September. It was almost mid-year. However, the Jiangnan area is still swaying willows and green grass. Seeing the busy construction scene inside and outside Ningbo City, Xie Hong had an illusion that it was not autumn, but spring.

Otherwise, how could there be such a prosperous scene? I don’t know whether it was human enthusiasm that infected the climate or the climate in Jiangnan that infected people. In short, the entire Jiangnan has been involved in a change, especially Ningbo is the most important. The changes here can even be described as changing with each passing day.

The changes in the city are the smallest. All the renovation projects are underway, which are similar to Tianjin. They are nothing more than repairing the original old yamen, building a hall, and then hanging a new sign for new service agencies such as investment promotion and patents.

There are newly built buildings on those ruins, but they are not reserved for the yamen, but for the branch of the academy.

It is similar to the capital and Xuanfu. Ningbo city is divided into rich and ordinary areas. The mansions of these wealthy families are not far from each other. Ningbo people are also very enthusiastic about the academy. The owners of the mansions who are rushing to donate their own yards willingly in order to complete the academy as soon as possible.

Of course, they did not suffer any loss. Xie Hong came lightly and could not bring enough money to compensate. However, there is one of the most magical things in the new sea administration, which is the degree of contribution. With the benefits shown and Xie Hong's good credit guarantee, this degree of contribution is more popular than that of money. After all, this thing cannot be bought with money casually.

So, the people who were expropriated in the old house were all smiling and far away. Those who failed to catch up with the expropriation all sighed and blamed the heavens and the earth and the earth for themselves. Why did they live so far? These people seemed to have forgotten that when the Mid-Autumn Festival night, when the shouts of killing sounded, they clearly wanted to get farther away, the better.

Although only one month has passed, that matter seems quite far away and no one cares. After all, people have to look forward. The only thing that makes me sigh about this is Xie Hong. Who said that land acquisition is difficult? With enough benefits, what is moving a house? I saw that I didn’t even give me any money, and the people who were expropriated laughed like a little.

Therefore, those who are forced to conquer Gods are weak. Only those who can't think of ways to make money except for forcing robbery are doing that, which is exactly the same as the Tartars.

The movement outside the city is much greater. The factories and warehouses are being built here. These buildings are the same as Lushun. They are square and square. The aisles left in the middle are similar. Many places have also laid sleepers, which are prepared for the railway tracks.

The most lively one is the port. Ningbo is also a well-deep port with a good location and is well located. It guards the southern exit of Hangzhou Bay. If you start from Jiangnan, whether you go to Japan or go to Southeast Asia, this place is the first choice. The era of sailing is coming soon. Rebuilding the port is of course an urgent priority.

Pile-driven, flat ground, and wooden boards were laid. There were crowds of people on the pier, which was very lively. So many people gathered together, but they were in order and did not show any confusion at all. Xie Hong saw it and was also full of emotion.

"Brother Hong, why are you here? We have worked so hard." A silver bell-like laughter rang behind him. Xie Hong picked up his lips and curled a smile. Needless to ask, it was the little girls and the others who came here.

"Yue'er, please slow down. Wipe your mouth first, what does it look like if you see it?"

As soon as she turned her head, Xie Hongzheng saw the little girl jumping and running towards her, with a pumpkin pie in her left hand and a bean paste bag in her right hand. I don’t know what she had just eaten, but something was still stuck in the corner of her mouth. Ling'er chased her, and her pretty face, which was already cold and icy, was full of laughter and crying expressions.

Qing'er is still so well-behaved, but from her slightly bulging face, it can be seen that the little girl has lived a comfortable life these days, even her body is much plump. The water and soil climate in Jiangnan is indeed very pleasant to live in.

"Brother Hong, Jiangnan is so good. Can we live for a few more days...Brother Hong, let me tell you, the osmanthus and corn soup are delicious...Sister Ling'er, please let Yue'er finish his words." The little girl's mouth was like fried beans, chattering non-stop. Not only did she say to Xie Hong, she also took the time to come out in her busy schedule and complained to Ling'er who helped her wipe her mouth.

"Oh, Yue'er, look at you, are there any concubines in the court like you?" Looking at the heartless little girl, Ling'er was helpless. She felt a little helpless. She felt that her husband was feeling when he was facing the emperor. That person was even more unreliable than the one in front of her.

"The court wife? What is that? Is that delicious?" Yue'er opened her big round eyes and looked at Ling'er expectantly, then turned to look at Qing'er and Xie Hong, and finally looked at the pumpkin cake in her hand. The talking eyes were obviously saying: Will the court wife be more delicious than the pumpkin cake?

"..." The beautiful girl in the iceberg thawed and looked at the little girl with constant slightest eyes.

"..." Qing'er turned her head embarrassedly. The little girl was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see her companions be ugly and behave.

"Oh, this is the generation gap, right? People say that there will be a generation gap when they are two years old. This is really common in ancient and modern times." Xie Hong rubbed the little girl's head and expressed an uncontrollable feeling.

"The generation gap, what is that? Can..."

"Yue'er!"

"I understand, can't I just stop talking?" Yue'er stopped her mouth embarrassedly, then opened her mouth, took a bite of the pumpkin pie, leaving a crescent-shaped gap on it, and then showed a happy expression.

There was something in Yue'er's little mouth, but it became much quieter. Qing'er looked around and saw a hint of confusion in her eyes. After a long time, she suddenly asked, "Brother Hong, I heard from my mother that we also lived in Jiangnan. Is it here in Ningbo?"

"It shouldn't be," Xie Hong shook his head. He was not very clear about this past. As far as he knew, the hometown of the Xie family should be in Jiangsu, and the same is true for Qing'er's home. "Did Qing'er miss home? It doesn't matter. When you have free time in the future, your brother will take you back and have a look."

"Really?" The girl's eyes lit up.

"Of course." Xie Hong smiled. Qing'er was the flesh in his heart. Of course, this wish must be fulfilled. Moreover, after Jiangnan is on track, he will no longer have to work hard. He can't go there at that time.

"Marty..." Xie Hong turned around and saw that it was the fat man Qi Cheng and Zhao Sheng who arrived. The two of them stood far away with a restrained look on their faces, and both lowered their heads. They were obviously not prepared for the current scene. If they hadn't known that Xie Hong summoned them to come and had something to do, they would have gone as far as they could.

"Qing'er, Yue'er, my husband has something to say, we still..." Ling'er took Yue'er's hand rationally.

"No, Yue'er has something to say to Brother Hong..." The little girl twisted her body, very reluctant, but seeing Ling'er's face was solemn, she could tell the difference: "Then isn't it okay if I don't speak? Just listen quietly here, yes, I promise not to speak."

"It's okay," Xie Hong waved his hand and smiled, "Commander Qi, Zhao Qianhu, you just come here, you are all your own people, don't worry about that much."

"Thank you, Marquis." Xie Hong didn't pay much attention to it because of his habits in later generations, but for Qi, Zhao and others, the meaning is different. They now have a higher status and broader knowledge, and their inner relatives do not avoid it. This is not only treated as their own treatment, but also a symbol of good family.

Thinking of this, both of them felt warm in their hearts, and even the sea breeze blowing from the east seemed so gentle.

"Commander Qi, I am going to transfer you to Ningbo to be responsible for the implementation of the new policies in Jiangnan, including maritime affairs and agricultural affairs. Is it an official title? Well, it's the Governor of Liangjiang."

Fatty Qi was startled and raised his head suddenly. The fat on his cheeks was trembling constantly, just like the excitement in his heart at this moment. He stuttered: "Liangjiang... Governor? Humiliation? But Marquis, Humiliation is a military position."

Although Qi Chengfa is so fat, he is not very sensible at all. If he suddenly rises to the top of his position without success, he will be punished. The Marquis is not without people, so why is it his turn to be the governor?

Although he had never heard of this official position before, anyone who knew the market would understand it as soon as he heard it. This was a rank of officials and Liangjiang. This was the essence of the Ming Dynasty! The literati said it well, the heights were so cold. Although he had a little fat on his body, if he was praised to this level, he would still be frozen to death.

"It's okay, you are not asked to be a governor or a governor? This is not considered a civil servant. Besides, what should you do if you are so clear about civil and military divisions? This is the right thing to do if you have the ability." Xie Hong said in a proper tone.

"I can do it, but I'm humble and incompetent." Fatty Qi was almost crying. He used to be a commander in Jinzhou and took charge of several farmers. He felt that he couldn't do it. Now he has become the governor of Liangjiang. Is this a joke too much?

"Hey, modesty is a virtue, but if you are too modest, it will become hypocritical. Command together, I believe you, you have the ability." Xie Hong gave a high evaluation of the fat man, but the fat man himself was not happy at all. He praised him, this is the naked one.

"Mr. Marquis, humble position is really not humble, humble position, humble position, wu..." The fat man cried with tears in his eyes.

Throughout history, I have only heard that people have forced debts, and there have always been things that forced people to become officials. It is true that Jiangnan is very good. There are many beauties and many delicious food, but that is not the reason for being the governor. I really can't live this life. If I had known this, I would never have been on the boat in Lushun.

Looking at Qi Cheng, Zhao Sheng was also worried. He drove the duck on the shelves, but he was still a fat duck. This duck must feel bad. Otherwise, people must be self-aware... Oh, why did the Marquis turn to me again? It won't be...

"Zhao Qianhu, Fujian is almost the same. Go back and be a governor. After sorting out the affairs of Fujian, go to Guangdong and Guangxi. Well, this is the matter for you to come to you today." Xie Hong's words verified Zhao Sheng's ominous premonition, and he also cried. Lord Qi was still a commander, and he was just a farmer.

Is the Marquis addicted to appointing a governor?

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