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Chapter 72 Hanjiang Demonstration Area

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"Hey..." Zhao Hao's words sounded good, but they always made people feel sarcastic. The two old Lord Pan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "The business of losing money and gaining publicity is really too harmful. Otherwise, Liu Daxia wouldn't have burned Zheng He's navigation chart back then."

"But thin and thick relationships are not all bad. At least the golden sign of the 'Celestial Kingdom' has been deeply rooted in people's hearts in Nanyang." Zhao Hao smiled and said, "This is the most precious asset of the Ming Dynasty overseas, worth more than one million troops!"

As he said that, he waved his hand heavily and turned the railway line: "Since the court does not cherish it, then we will accept it! Let the group come to Nanyang as the guardian god of all countries!"

If the countries in the South China Sea would welcome the landing of the kings, of course, it would be much lower than using a strong ship and a powerful cannon to knock on the country's door. Moreover, with the guise of the Celestial Kingdom, it would be much easier to maintain the system in the South China Sea in the future. It was simply the golden fingers that colonized Nanyang. Oh no, the golden thighs!

But the king's army cannot be as simple and crude as the invaders, although the purpose is similar...

Now Pan Zhongqin and Pan Jixun understood that it was not the purpose of Mr. Zhao to drive away the Spaniards. His real purpose was to replace him, and to beg him for the sake of him.

"This... isn't this just trying to be that and establish a archway?" Pan Zhongjian, an old man like the one who is a dumbfounded by this kind of behavior.

"Normal, from the court to the localities, and even those great scholars and gentry, who are not hypocritical on the surface, but they are more fierce than others?" Pan Jixun said without a doubt: "Since you have made far-sighted plans, then roll up your sleeves and do it! Give us a task."

"Hey, I have to wait until the ministry has improved my butt before talking about it." Mr. Zhao hurriedly smiled.

"It's the tailbone, not the butt!" Pan Jixun emphasized depressedly, threw a drawing on the head of the bed to him and said, "Besides, has I delayed my work while lying down?"

Mr. Zhao took it and saw that it was a water conservancy map in Chaozhou Prefecture.

"Oh, it's really my father who gave birth to me, and I know me, the government." Mr. Zhao looked at the project plan with densely marked numbers and couldn't help but feel like he was catching a treasure: "I'm worried about how to talk to you!"

"I knew that if you brought me back, you would definitely need to repair water conservancy again, so I adjusted the drawings of the mansion in advance and planned them in advance." Pan Jixun said: "Of course, if you really want to do it, you will definitely have to conduct on-site investigation."

"Yeah." Zhao Hao nodded vigorously with a smile on his face, and heard Mr. Pan talk:

"It can be clearly seen from this picture that the eleven counties of Chaozhou Prefecture are divided into three plains arranged in Pin shapes by continuous mountains - Hanjiang Plain, Rongjiang Plain and Lianjiang Plain. According to the Huangcai statistics of Chaozhou Prefecture, the population living in these three small plains accounts for 90% of the entire Chaozhou Prefecture."

After a pause, Pan Jixun continued: "Although this is a bit cruel, it is obvious that the focus of governance is on the plains that account for half of Chaozhou Prefecture, and the benefits are much higher than those of beard and eyebrows."

"Oh." Pan Zhongqin sighed and didn't say anything. He was too idealistic and always found it difficult to accept this injustice. This is also the reason why he gave up halfway through the career path.

"Of these three small plains, the one that Chaozhou Prefecture can effectively control is naturally the Hanjiang Plain where the city is located. The people have been transformed for a long time and are relatively docile... Oh no, gentle, not violent."

"Relatively..." Mr. Zhao couldn't help but smack his lips. He remembered the unruly people from the villages in Hanjiangbian Village. He dared to block the road and rob Yu Dayou, and it was twice. It can't be called "gentle and not violent" in any case, right?

"Of course, the remote Rongjiang Plain and the Lianjiang Plain in the south are far from the jurisdiction of Chaozhou Prefecture, and the bandits and water bandits are domineering, the local situation is so complicated." Pan Jixun waved his hand very well and said, "So whether you or your father, you can only make efforts in the Hanjiang Plain first! It's like participating in the autumn examination. If you get well in this exam, the next two games will be solved. If you don't get well in this exam, you won't even need to take the other two exams."

"Yes." Pan Zhongqin also nodded and said, "And you have also seen that through this Chaozhou defense battle, your father has also established a high prestige in the city. Taking advantage of this enthusiasm, he will hurry up and do some things here. Who knows if this energy has passed, will he still buy it?"

"Yes, I have to do it quickly." Zhao Hao carefully closed the water conservancy map and said, "I'll take this back and let those guys see it. Let them enjoy their eyes first and seduce their souls."

"We will do the same thing before coming." As he said that, he asked Pan Zhongqi again, "Why do you always say, which one should we start with?"

"Of course it's the academy." Pan Zhongqi said bluntly: "You were not here at that time, and you didn't see the gentry of Chaozhou Prefecture's desire for our academy. They were originally very resistant to the public and investment to assist in defending the city, but when they heard that Ling Zun brought Yufeng Academy to run the school, his attitude turned straight away!"

"Whatever they lack is rare," Pan Jixun sneered: "Of course what they care about is not culture, nor your science."

"I know..." Zhao Hao rolled his eyes, turned his head to smile at Pan Zhongqiu, "Okay, let's get you to have an appointment with those gentry tomorrow. Let's choose a location for the academy together."

"Okay." Pan Zhongqin nodded happily. He was also anxious. He quickly chose the address, so that the group of people under him could get very busy.

"However." But the kind Vice President Pan thought about the group contradictoryly: "If you really follow your plan and build Chaozhou well, it will attract overseas Chaozhou to return home. Wouldn't it conflict with the plan to rebuild the Maritime Silk Road?"

"Hahaha." Zhao Hao laughed loudly and said, "The second uncle is worried. Do you know who feels the most obvious changes in his hometown? It is not those who stay away from the local area day and night, but wanderers who leave home for several years before returning home. They will clearly feel the difference between the present and the past. So the better we build Chaozhou, the more convinced they will be. When we talk about cooperation with them, it will naturally come naturally."

"Yes, even Chaozhou is not well built, and he also said he would go overseas to help them build a beautiful home. Who would believe it?" Pan Zhongqin nodded and said yes, without saying much.

~~

It was not until the sun sets westward that Zhao Hao stood up to say goodbye.

Pan Zhongjing was going to plan the site selection in the next day, so he left with him.

Pan Jixun looked at Zhao Hao's departure back with a loss. Didn't this kid realize that he had forgotten something?

Just as I was feeling sad, a person suddenly flashed in the ward, which scared Lao Pan, touched the wound on his butt, and screamed in pain.

"Oh hey..."

"Shh!" But the man covered his mouth and whispered: "Young master has a gift, let the villain hand it over to the ministry."

As he said that, he stuffed a beautifully packaged wooden box into his arms, the man disappeared.

Pan Jixun didn't see clearly what that person looked like from beginning to end. To be precise, he had no impression at all. Seeing means not seeing that...

Not to mention, ask his name.

‘I don’t know who you are. But I know who you are for…’

Pan Jixun said silently, and his hands trembled slightly to remove the silk ribbons on the mahogany box. He had been waiting for this mouthful for half a year. It had been too long!

Because his second brother had known that he had pica. For his health, Pan Zhongqiu strictly forbids anyone to give him those strange things. So he hasn't had a good time playing tooth-beating sacrifice for a long time, and now he can only place his hope on Zhao Hao.

Lao Pan opened the wooden box and saw nine grids divided into them, each grid filled with ore ore sand of different colors and textures.

"Good boy, that's what's right!" Pan Jixun immediately drooled, his fingers circling on the nine-cup grid, struggling about which piece to eat first? Finally, he pinched a piece of yellow ore and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully with his face full of enjoyment.

‘Well, the soft touch of the tip of the tongue is like sunlight shining on a river; the clearness of the throat is like the clear spring under the moon; and the thick squid that passes through the esophagus, but brings a warm feeling to the stomach?’

"There are gold, silver and copper, and the content is so high. This kid is rich!" Pan Jixun was addicted to such a rich taste and suddenly opened his eyes wide in surprise: "No, how can the ore contain gold, silver and copper at the same time? Isn't this scientific?"

In his rich experience in gourmet food, these top ingredients are too rare, so this stingy chef of nature has always used them separately.

It seems that I still eat less and more weird. Nature, the amazing chef god, will always have surprises waiting for me!

The incomparable touch and satisfaction made Pan Jixunqing cry.

"Hey, Budou, why are you crying?" Chen Shigong, who came to check the rounds, couldn't help but ask strangely: "Does it hurt so much?"

"No, no." Old Pan quickly pressed the box under his stomach, wiped his tears with the corner of the quilt and said, "I'm letting the sun shake, yes, shake!"

Chen Shigong looked at Pan Jixun suspiciously. The room faced east, and there was no sunshine at this moment.

Fortunately, he was embarrassed to admit it when he was too fragile to the point of being emotionally fragile, so he didn't ask any more questions.

Little did I know that Old Pan just cried greedy...

~~

In that room, Mr. Zhao returned to the Tongzhiya. The disciples had arranged a house for him in the city, but they had to accompany Mr. Zhao for a few nights before moving out, right?

So he asked most of his entourage to settle in the "Xu Prince's Mansion", and he lived with his father with his two sisters.

Similar to the county magistrate's yamen, the Tongzhiyamen is also in the prefect's yamen, and only occupy a small side courtyard with three entry points. There were already many guards and escorts,

When Zhao Hao's large group moved in, it suddenly seemed very crowded.

However, Zhao Hao didn't care about this, because Mr. Zhao was drunk as expected. The four strong maids who were left by the eldest princess, Xiaoqing, Xiaobai, Xiaohong and Xiaohei, helped him clean up quickly, but Mr. Zhao cried and shouted to ask for his son.

Mr. Zhao had no choice but to let the four maids, who were on average 1.8 meters tall and weighed 18, retreat first, and accompanied his father to play crazy.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Shouzheng took his hand and became quiet.
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