After some renovation, Liangjiazhuang has restored its former prosperity. The members of the intelligence team have a special liking for horses, and have entered a few new high-quality war horses to the north to Maxing Street. The wasteland in the farm was also reclaimed. Most of the refugees from the northwest were children, but they all followed the adults to clear the crops since they were young. They did farm work no worse than adults. Countless fertile fields were quickly reclaimed.

In everyone's opinion, it is better to have these lands than to have the protection of Liang Chuan, so that they will not starve to death by relying on their own sides.

Liangchuan cannot serve the crops, but he cannot see that this good land is abandoned all the time.

He returned to Zhuangzi to make Xia Xue's business.

Liang Chuan was about to find Yelu Chongguang to inquire about the news about Xia Xue’s blind date, but Yelu Chongguang told Liang Chuan that the members of the intelligence team had finally returned from the south.

Liang Chuan was stunned at first, but his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

They brought back a letter from Lin Yiniang. Since they wandered to the island country, they have been separated from Yilin for a long time. Yiniang must have missed her very much. Now that she has the opportunity to contact her, she immediately asked her brothers from the intelligence team to send her a letter.

Liang Chuan felt a little sad. I was far away, leaving Yi Niang alone in the empty room to do housework for me. I never wrote a letter to her, which made her always worry about me.

The letter paper is yellow and rough jute paper, folded into the shape of ingots, and can even be used in certain ancestor worship occasions such as Qingming Festival or the Winter Solstice. This letter is not enclosed in an envelope, but the team members dare not delay and keep it in their pockets.

The silly girl doesn't know how to be romantic at all, and she doesn't know how to cut out good books when writing letters. How could Liang Chuan not understand? Yi Niang never struggles with these romances, and in her eyes there are only two words of life.

After spreading the letter, Liang Chuan laughed warmly at the handwriting on the paper.

The characters on the letter are written in a brush, but the handwriting is exactly the same as Liang Chuan. They are all crooked characters that have never been practiced. At first glance, they are the handwriting of beginners, but each character is the same size. At first glance, they are the result of practicing after writing it many times.

"San Brother." There are only two words to look up, no rumor or extra words.

"I know you must be laughing at me when you see this doll-like word."

Liang Chuan was speechless for a while. The one who knew him best was his wife. She even guessed that when she saw the letter, she was right.

"Xiaochai has to take care of Qingyuan Port affairs. Yuzhen went to Bianjing City to find you. Miss Zheng is busy taking care of the children. I can only write this letter by myself. I have finally learned the words with Mr. Wen for a long time, but I still can't make any moves."

What a good word. Although the characters have no structure, they exude meticulousness and stubbornness. Each word seems to be carefully crafted. Liang Chuan is just practicing his strength. Yi Niang's hand characters have become many times stronger.

"Xiaocheng's body is not like you. He suffered from cold again a few days ago. The doctor took medicine much better. Ruoying's child is still waiting for you to come back and named him. You still owe someone a name, so you can't let him down."

Liang Chuan slapped himself hard.

"I have arranged the funerals of the families of the villagers who followed you to the northwest but failed to come back for you. The villagers have not blamed you. I will be filial to these people's parents, wives and children. Men died for their country. This is what Mr. Wen told me. I don't understand. I just don't understand. We can stay in Fengshan. When we were in trouble, no one cared about whether we would starve to death. We are just a villain, so why should we shed blood for the country?"

Yi Niang's words are very awkward, but there are many insights in them.

The people from Chengguan Brigade and the brothers from Shenji Camp all retreated to Qingyuan. The speed of the sea ship was still faster than that of land, and Liang Chuan was relieved.

There are so many people, how many people come out with them, and how many people can't go back.

Who is not the son in the family, who is not the husband of others? I am worried that if there is an accident, Yi Niang Xiaocheng and others will become orphans and widows. Yi Niang used to never consider these issues, but now she asks her such an exiled question. It seems that her situation is not good.

I promised the villagers that I would share the same wealth, but I did not live in this world. Yi Niang is no longer that stupid girl, she will also have her own thoughts.

Outside Xiangjia Gorge, Liang Chuan was extremely guilty when he watched the bodies of his brothers cremated. The fire with Li Yuanhao was not his own private hatred. Private hatred was an abyss, and he brought countless people into a desperate situation. Is history changed because of himself, or is history changing from himself? Yi Niang's words made him fall into deep thoughts.

"There are countless outsiders in Fengshan now. Hong Bufan and others are very obedient and hardworking. Many people choose to settle in Helu Village because of your reasons. They also listen to He Baozheng's words. The tops of Fengshan have been developed one by one. There are ridges of sweet potato fields on the mountain, which is good food and better than the wheat harvest. The refugees are all celebrating your kindness. Helu is no longer the same as before. When will you come back to see this hometown you brought out with you?"

Hong Bufan and his friends arrived in Xinghua! This is finally good news. The number of refugees in the Battle of Song and Xia reached hundreds of thousands. If a percentage of these refugees flowed to Xinghua, it would bring in immeasurable labor.

It is undeniable that Xinghua has eight mountains, one river and one branch of fields, and there are many mountains and few lands. Everyone can rob these limited resources, but it must be admitted that even if they are about to starve to death, there are still many dry land in Xinghua that are looked down upon by these locals, and they would rather abandon the wasteland than serve these meager outputs.

Not only low-yield dry land, but also treasure-like mountains. On the basis of not destroying the water and soil of the mountains, Xinghua has countless hillsides for cultivation. Yi Niang also realized the benefits of sweet potatoes. This crop that can take root and reproduce by land is an excellent crop second only to corn. With it, Xinghua's population carrying capacity can reach more than ten times more!

Zhijun Duan Peng is a good official with great achievements. If he can properly arrange these refugees, Xinghua will have a promising future! The integration of the nation and the great development of the south cannot be separated from these refugees who went south. They are creativity and motivation, and they are also the source of endless life!

"There are several times more ships in our port than before, and the daily handling fee can be piled up into a mountain of gold. Third brother, our Wanda Cargo Store now sells all the goods, and the money earned by the port can't be spent in several lifetimes. Master Si said that in the past, they used to be begging for Kingsoft and wished they could follow you to conquer the world early. These people from outside are also willing to go to the dock to make a living. They will not complain about the hardships of work. On the contrary, in addition to being unable to behave in water, they will need less wages and working time than those in Qingyuan locals. Because the outsiders in their ports are happier, because they have to pay less."

It seems that these refugees have really gone to the right place. The trade in the port has driven countless employment opportunities. The least it is to move and carry on the docks and make a lot of money. A little smarter clothing, business, housing and transportation can make you live in a casual business. If a businessman takes some goods and runs, he can make a fortune in less than a few years!

Their choices are more important than hard work, and future generations will thank them for their efforts after several generations.

That old guy Su Wei should have also followed the Chengguan Brigade to return to Qingyuan Port. With him in charge, it is difficult for Qingyuan Port to make money without making money. There is no reason why Qingyuan Port became the largest port in the East during the Song Dynasty. It was just that it had its own plants and trees for a lifetime. In the future, this port might just fall into someone's hands. In Jiangdong for 30 years, there will be no flowers blooming for a hundred days!

I am still messing around in Bianjing City. Where did Xin Wubing get him? I didn’t have any news about him for a day and couldn’t settle down and return to Xinghua!

If it really doesn't work, he will show up with Xia Shu after he settled the matter between Sun Houpu and Xia Xue. Anyway, he was Sun Houpu's father-in-law at that time, and he was his own family, so he shouldn't make things difficult for him anymore!

"I heard that Bianjing City is a wealthy family. You have to do a career there and have various places to use money. I asked Xia Dehai to take a boat with two million guan for your use. I will send it to you if it is not enough! The road is not peaceful now, but the sea route is much safer. Why is no one making money by escorting goods or money?"

Yi Niang woke Liang Chuan up with one sentence. Yes, why did she forget this! Logistics, escort business! There was no regular shop in the Song Dynasty, so why did she forget to eat this big crab!

"Do you want to open a Wanda goods store's semicolon in Bianjing City? Let everyone in the world know that our Wanda business is in short supply now, and we can sell as much as we have. Is there any sugar in Bianjing City with better quality than ours? Should we ship our mosquito coils, charcoal baskets, tobacco and chili peppers to sell?"

Liang Chuan felt warm when he saw it. Xiao Yiniang was also a wealthy fan, especially because she was led by herself, and she became fascinated by the feeling of making money. The prosperous and magnificent place of Bianjing, if you want to say that mosquito coils may have a market, if bamboo baskets are transported to Bianjing, you can't even make money back.

"San brother, I have a lot of things to say to you, but there are many words I can't write, so I can't ask Mr. Wen to help me modify it directly. I wrote this letter for three nights and broke dozens of paper. This one is more refreshing, so don't dislike it... In the future, when Xiaocheng is a little older and enters Tsinghua Academy, he can let him write it for me."

Yes, if you don’t go home and have a look, your child can make a fuss. The responsibility of your father is not fulfilled at all. How can you do it?

"Miss Zheng misses you very much, so I asked her if she would write you a letter, and she asked me to write two words for her and wait for you!"

Liang Chuan folded the yellowed letter paper and put it in his arms. Looking at the snow melting outside the house, he suddenly thought of a sentence: In the past, the carriages and horses were very slow, and the letters were far away...
Chapter completed!