Daming Super Daddy

In the northern suburbs of Nanjing City, there is a village with a small population. On the left side of the village is a big mountain, and under the mountain is a dense jungle.

This land covers a very large area. If all the trees on the side of the dense forest facing the mountain were cut down, and part of the mountain was hollowed out, wouldn't it be a natural munitions warehouse?

What's more, it's only seven or eight miles away from Nanjing City, and there are official roads all the way, so it doesn't take long to get here from Nanjing City.

Thinking of this, Zhu Song said to Han Qingshan who was following him in a carriage, "Qingshan, where is this?"

"My lord, look at the terrain, this should be a Mingyang mountain around Zijin Mountain." Han Qingshan carefully looked at the surrounding terrain, and bowed back to Zhu Song.

Zijin Mountain is located in the northwest of Yingtianfu, also known as Zhongshan Mountain, and it is one of the four famous mountains in the south of the Yangtze River.

The main peak of Zijin Mountain is more than 400 meters above sea level, and the surrounding area is about 50 miles. The three peaks are connected like a giant dragon, and the mountain, water and city are integrated into one.

Therefore, there are many hills attached to the Zijin Mountain, and they also belong to the Zijin Mountain range. This Mingyang Mountain can be regarded as a relatively small one in the Zijin Mountain range.

"What's the name of this village? It seems that these villagers have to live in another place." Zhu Song said, looking at the small village not far from the dense forest.

"Uncle Song, my nephew knows where this is." At this time, Zhu Huixun got out of the carriage and said to Zhu Song with a proud face: "Uncle Song, when my father and king came to hunt in Zijin Mountain, once Stay here for a few days."

"Oh?" Zhu Song turned to look at Zhu Huixun, and said, "Then do you know what this village is called? How many families are there?"

"Let me think about it..." Zhu Huixun frowned and thought for a while, then said: "I remember my father once asked the head of the village, because most of the people in this village have the surname Wang, so the village is called Wangjiacun The village is not too big, there are only more than 100 households in it, and they mainly make a living by hunting and selling firewood."

"Oh, that's it!" Zhu Song rubbed his chin, and suddenly asked without thinking: "Qingshan, how is the construction of my king's Zhuangzi going?"

"Returning to the prince, the foundation of Zhuangzi has been laid, the outer wall has also been built, and the courtyards and wing rooms have begun to take shape."

Han Qingshan always went to see Zhuangzi all day long. After all, King Han couldn't go to supervise the work. Someone must watch the craftsmen at work, right?

"You said, if this king lets all the people in Wangjiacun move to the surroundings of this king's village, would that be okay?" Zhu Song asked.

"My lord, as the saying goes, you rely on mountains to eat mountains, and water to eat water." Han Qingshan said: "Young Master Huixun also said just now that the villagers in Wangjia Village live by hunting and selling firewood. If the village is moved to the vicinity of your village, it may be difficult."

"What's the difficulty?" Zhu Huixun said nonchalantly, "If the king wants his ministers to die, the ministers have to die, and if the father wants his sons to die, the sons have to die. As long as the emperor's uncle issues an imperial edict, will they dare not move?"

"You know what a fart!" Zhu Song patted Zhu Huixun on the head angrily, "You force the people in the village to move. If there is a civil uprising, who will take care of this mess? You, or you are the cheapest Daddy?"

"Don't hit your nephew on the head all the time!" Zhu Huixun complained that he had a headache from being patted by Zhu Song.

"Let's go and have a look first!" Zhu Song ignored Li Hui's complaints, put his legs on the horse's belly, and galloped towards the village in front of him.

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Wangjia Village is not big, and there are two big poplar trees at the entrance of the village, which should have been hundreds of years old.

A few children in thick jackets and tiger-head hats were jumping around together, and a strong old man with a cane next to him watched the little guys play with a smile.

Hearing the crisp sound of horseshoes, the old man and several children all turned their heads and looked over.

"Is this the Wang Family Village?" After getting off the horse, Zhu Song saluted the old man and asked, "This old gentleman invited me. Is this the Wang Family Village?"

"Young Master, you are being polite." The old man stood up, returned a salute to Zhu Song, and said, "This is the Wang Family Village. May I ask you where you came from, and what is the matter in our Wang Family Village?"

Zhu Song smiled and said: "Old man, I am a businessman from Yingtianfu, who runs a timber business in Nanjing. I heard that the timber in Zijin Mountain is very good, so I came to have a look."

Hearing Zhu Song's words, the old man's eyes lit up first, and then turned down sadly: "Young master is late. If it was a few years ago, the wood in Zijin Mountain was naturally good. Now, I'm afraid I will disappoint you!" (unfinished to be continued.)

Chapter 268 Move the Village

"What is the old man's explanation?" Zhu Song asked curiously.

"Ah." The old man sighed, and said, "So that you know, the people of our Wangjia Village have been hunting and selling firewood for generations, but for so many years, the trees are no longer enough for the livelihood of the people of Wangjia Village, so the village Most of the people in the village have gone to other prefectures and counties to beg for a living, and now the village is full of old, young, women and children, so..."

"Are there no loggers in other villages?" Zhu Song asked.

"Yes, there are, but our Wangjia Village is the closest village to the Zijin Mountain and Mingyang Mountain. The other villages are either too far away, or they are not familiar with the road on the mountain."

The old man shook his head and said: "And last year, the current Long Live Lord issued an order that the foot of Zijin Mountain should not be felled indiscriminately. Anyone who dares to do so will be arrested and imprisoned."

"..." Zhu Song was speechless for a moment, why didn't he know that the court still had such a law?

Shaking his head, Zhu Song asked: "Then dare to ask the old man, how does your village make a living now?"

"The village is full of old and weak women and children. Those young children who go out to beg for a living will go back to the village regularly and bring back some daily necessities and cloth for the elderly and weak women and children."

The old man shook the crutch in his hand, and said: "It's just that the old people and children in the village are suffering. They have to do the work in the house and in the field. We old men and old women have all become a drag."

Zhu Song didn't expect that the life in Wangjia Village would be so difficult. What Zhu Huixun introduced seems to be two worlds?

Turning his head, he glared at Zhu Huixun bitterly, the meaning in those eyes was obvious: "Whether you can do it, kid, you don't know if you don't know, and you still make it up!"

Zhu Huixun shrank his neck, not daring to speak.

"Mister, have you ever thought about changing your way of life?" Zhu Song asked.

"Change the way of life?" The old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly: "We old men and wives have already lived enough at such an age, so what's the point of changing the way of life?"

"Old man, I heard that Hanwangzhuang near Yutang Village is under construction, and it seems that workers are being recruited there."

Zhu Song thought for a while, and said: "If you move to Yutang Village, you will help the soldiers and craftsmen who go to work in Hanwangzhuang every day to boil some hot water, cook some simple meals, and have a place to live and a place to live. Get some taels of silver. Then you can feed the children yourself, why wait for the men who come out of the village?"

The old man did not expect this. After all, the old people pay attention to returning fallen leaves to their roots. It is really difficult for them to live in another place.

But the old man also came to understand that this young master is definitely not here to buy wood from Zijin Mountain.

"My lord, what exactly are you here for?" The old man asked the doubts in his heart.

"To be honest, I have taken a fancy to this forest, and I have already negotiated with the imperial court to build a hunting ground here."

Zhu Song grinned casually: "The construction of the hunting ground will cause a lot of noise, and it will last for a while, so I want to move the whole village out of here."

Seeing the expression on the old man's face full of horror and anger, Zhu Song hurriedly continued:

"Of course, all of these must be approved by the imperial court. And I will not let the people in Wangjia Village move out for no reason. I will pay a sum of money to compensate every family in your Wangjia Village, and I will also pay for it. You go to King Han's Mansion, discuss with King Han, and find a job for the elderly and women in your village."

"This..." The amount of information in Zhu Song's words was too much, and the direct ones made the old man confused.

"What's the matter, don't you want to?" Seeing the old man's expression, Zhu Huixun said first: "I, Emperor Song...isn't Uncle Song giving you enough, don't be ignorant of good and evil. I'm angry..."

Snapped!

The little guy thought he could flatter Zhu Song, but he flattered the horse's leg and was slapped directly.

"Old man, I believe there will be an imperial decree in these two days." Zhu Song gave Zhu Huixun a hand and said, "If you decide to move, I will send someone to help you. Qingshan, let's go!"

Leaving this sentence behind, Zhu Song took Zhu Huixun and the others away from Wangjia Village without waiting for the old man to reply.

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