RNP Chapter 159 New Changes in Hanzhong
Chapter 159 New Changes in Hanzhong
Chapter 159 New Changes in Hanzhong
Over the Qinling Mountains.
The surrounding temperature suddenly warmed up.
The south of the Qinling Mountains and the north of the Qinling Mountains are like two completely different worlds.
The world north of the Qinling Mountains is now a piece of snow-white, with snow piled up everywhere.However, in the Hanzhong area south of the Qinling Mountains, although there have been a few snowfalls this winter, overall, they have not been affected by too many snow disasters.
Ying Zheng lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced at the sky outside.
They arrived at the entrance of [Qinping Avenue] this morning. Now that the carriage has entered Hanzhong, the sky outside has not yet darkened.
"How can it be so fast on this road?"
Ying Zheng looked at the sky, and couldn't help but a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
When he was in Xianyang before, although Yingzheng had known about the convenience of [Qinping Avenue] through various channels, it was the first time he had experienced it personally.
However, Yingzheng had walked through the Qinling Mountains [Shu Road] several times.
At that time, most of his destinations were Bashu.
no doubt.
The [Shu Road] in the past could not be compared with the current [Qinping Avenue], and the [Shu Road] passing through the Qinling Mountains and Micang Mountain in the past was barely fast for a single horse.
However, once the horse-drawn carriage is carried, the speed of travel can be described as turtle speed, not to mention that the army escorts food and grass, and often it may not be able to reach Xianyang from Bashu in one or two months.
But now it takes less than a day to cross the Qinling Mountains from this [Qin Ping Avenue], even if you carry a carriage.
The efficiency is more than ten times higher.
"Even mountains as high as the Qinling Mountains can be so fast, if a few people spread this kind of 'concrete road' all over the entire Qin State, what a grand event it would be?"
At this thought, a flame called ambition suddenly rose in Ying Zheng's heart.
The importance of transportation to a country is beyond doubt.
In fact, since he got the cement, Yingzheng has started to build a "cement avenue" in Qin State, but the few roads currently built are all "grain transportation avenues" that lead directly to the frontline battlefield.
Moreover, the efficiency of the construction of those roads is far from being comparable to that of [Qinping Avenue]. Most of them are only half built now, and some are not even half built.
no way.
This is one of the disadvantages of 'government projects'.
Like the [Qin Ping Avenue] that Mo Jun supervised to build, because it is in Hanzhong, and Mo Jun personally supervises it, so all the procedures and appropriations can be simplified.
In the middle of the process, there was basically no "corruption and extortion of bribes, layer upon layer of deductions" and other things happened, because those who dared to engage in these small tricks have all been cut off by Mo Jun, and there is no need for a trial.
However, the government-approved projects can only be said to understand everything.
After exiting [Qin Ping Avenue], Ying Zheng's carriage went on for a while, and found a fork in the road ahead.
Going straight ahead is a wide concrete avenue no different from [Qinping Avenue], stretching all the way forward without end.
Although Yingzheng didn't pass through this concrete road, but remembering the road construction plan that Mo Jun had told him, Yingzheng roughly guessed that this road is probably under construction, leading to the land of Bashu. Avenue] the second half.
However, where the other forked road leads to, Ying Zheng is a little unclear.
However, seeing the middle-aged businessman who was traveling with him turning into this forked path, Ying Zheng asked Zhao Gao, who was driving, to follow along.
The bifurcated path shuttles between the fields, and it is also paved with cement, but it is slightly narrower than the [Qinping Avenue] road, but the whole road is still extremely flat.
Walking on such a road also made Ying Zheng rarely relax.
In ancient times, the term "boat and car fatigue" was not just spoken casually.
Things like carriages don’t have shock absorbers, and the roads in this period are mostly built of mud. Once they are washed by rain, the whole road will become potholes.
Walking on such a road in a carriage, let alone comfort, it is a kind of torture at all.
In contrast.
The feeling that this kind of concrete road brings to people today is too comfortable and stable.
Just when Ying Zheng was already a little drowsy because of this comfort, and couldn't help falling asleep, suddenly, the carriage driven by Zhao Gao stopped slowly.
Sensing that the carriage stopped moving forward, Ying Zheng was also somewhat awake. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, he heard a voice from outside the door.
"Mr. Zhao, it's getting late, let's rest here for the night before leaving!"
'Mr. Zhao' is Ying Zheng's pseudonym for going out on this trip. Hearing the voice of the middle-aged businessman outside the car, Ying Zheng opened the curtain of the car, only to realize that the sky had darkened before he knew it.
"Alright, then, according to Shopkeeper Huang's words, let's rest for the night!"
Shopkeeper Huang is a middle-aged businessman, whose real name is 'Huang Huan'. He is a businessman who manages animal skin business near Xianyang.
Ying Zheng and Gai Nie got out of the carriage and looked around.
Then a trace of surprise flashed in the eyes of the two of them.
"It's so lively!"
It was almost night at this time, not to mention the cold winter months in ordinary villages and towns, even in the scorching summer, most people basically closed their doors at this time, had dinner, and went to bed.
However, although the sky in the small town in front of me is already dark, there are still pedestrians coming and going on the street, neatly dressed, with smiles on their faces.
There are still many vendors on both sides of the road that have not yet closed.
As for the roadside shops, inns, restaurants and the like, they are brightly lit.The food inside is fragrant, and the shouts are constant, making it extremely lively.
Such a scene.
For a time, Ying Zheng wondered if he had gone the wrong way, and returned to the busiest DC area in Xianyang City.
If this is really Xianyang, that's all.
After all, no matter what, it is normal for Xianyang City, as the capital of the entire Qin State, to be prosperous.
But this is not Xianyang, it's just a small town located in the remote wilderness of Hanzhong County!
When did an ordinary town in Qin country have such a prosperous scene?
The middle-aged businessman Huang Huan on the side was obviously used to Ying Zheng's 'unseen world' appearance, so he just smiled and explained: "This is 'Tieshi Town', which used to be called 'Tieshi Village', but Hanzhong County a poor little village."
"poverty?"
After saying this, not to mention Ying Zheng, even Gai Nie and Zhao Gao couldn't help but look suspiciously at him.
Is this town poor?
What a joke.
The few of them have never seen a town richer than this town since they came all the way from Xianyang.
Even in Xianyang City, not everyone can compare with this place.Because even in Xianyang City, there are many people who can't afford good clothes in winter, so they can only wear thin linen clothes, stay at home, and burn fire to keep warm.
But here, the three of Yingzheng took a casual look, and basically every household was wearing one or two pieces of animal skins.
The worst clothes.
They are also carefully sewn with fine linen, and a large number of reeds or rags are wrapped inside to wrap themselves tightly.
Moreover, the houses in this small town are not even a thatched cottage. Basically, they are all neatly built red brick and blue tile houses. Block out any cold wind, frost and snow.
Such a small town, you tell me that it is poor?
"Shopkeeper Huang, are you joking? This town is so widowed... I don't think it looks like "poor" at all!"
"Hehe~~ Shopkeeper Huang didn't joke. Some distinguished guests don't know that this Tieshi Town was very poor before Sheng Pingjun came to Hanzhong."
Yingzheng's voice fell, and before shopkeeper Huang could speak, he saw an old man wearing thick fur and walking slowly with a cane from a distance.
"Shopkeeper Huang, I haven't seen you for a few days, is the business okay?"
"Hahaha... Mayor Tie, I haven't seen you for a while. Thanks to Mr. Shengping, I have made a small profit during this time."
Huang Huan exchanged a few greetings with the old man with a smile, and then introduced to Ying Zheng.
"Mr. Zhao, this is the 'Mayor' of this Iron Stone Town. The locals used to call him 'Uncle Tie Zi'. If you are interested in this Iron Stone Town, you are right to ask him."
The old man walking towards him was the old farmer "Uncle Tie Zi" who had met Mo Jun once.
When Ying Zheng heard Huang Huan's introduction, he arched his hands slightly.
"It turned out to be Mayor Tie, sorry."
"This honored guest is too polite. This old man is only due to the respect of the villagers, so he temporarily assumed the position of mayor. He doesn't deserve any respect." Mayor Tie returned a polite salute.
"Just now I heard Mayor Tie say that this town was very poor before Mr. Sheng Ping came to Hanzhong. Is this true?"
"of course."
"It's not that Zhao doesn't trust Mayor Tie, but if I remember correctly, Mr. Sheng Ping didn't seem to be the princess of Hanzhong for a long time. In such a short period of time, he has brought so much to Hanzhong. Big change?"
Mayor Tie sneered and said, "This person is completely different from person to person. If someone had changed to become the owner of Hanzhong County, Hanzhong County might not have become what it is now in decades."
Ying Zheng was surprised and said, "Oh? From Mayor Tie's tone, you seem to respect Mr. Sheng Ping very much!"
Mayor Tie shook his head and said, "It's not just me, you can now go to any place in Hanzhong County to inquire about which family dares not respect Lord Shengping."
Speaking of this, Mayor Tie seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly turned his head to Ying Zheng to remind him: "By the way, it's fine if you say this in front of me, the old man, but don't say Sheng Ping in front of other people." Jun's bad words, otherwise be careful and get beaten."
Hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help being happy: "Beating? Who will beat me?"
Mayor Tie took a deep look at Yingzheng, and said, "Many people. In our town alone, more than half of the households have enshrined the tablet of Lord Shengping. You can do the math yourself."
"so much?"
Hearing Mayor Tie's words, Ying Zheng couldn't help being stunned.
Yingzheng naturally knew about the fact that many people in Hanzhong County enshrined Mo Jun's tablet, but he didn't expect so many people.
"Many of them were newly added this winter. After all, if it weren't for the kindness of Lord Shengping, when this year's big cold just came, he would have given loans to poor families in Hanzhong and built new houses. This year's It’s a cold winter, how many people will die?”
Ying Zheng couldn't help but frowned and said, "Lend a loan to build a house? Is this how all the new houses in Tieshi Town come from?"
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(End of this chapter)