Chapter 803. The urgency of the Prince
This time, the Apache tribe was not just about getting one more alliance tribe. Mao Xingjian's biggest gain was to better understand the internal information of these thorough safari tribes, their strength, living habits, and ideology. How to deal with the remaining southern tribes, Mao Xingjian also had such a naive draft in his heart.
However, after returning to Snake City for more than ten days, Mao Xingjian has been still holding back. On the one hand, after a big fight with the chiefs of various Sioux tribes, Mao Xingjian regretted it. He was really afraid that any tribe would not be able to think about it and really patted his butt and left with Rocky Mountain. On the other hand, the autumn harvest is imminent. As the lord of Snake City, the chief of the Sioux tribe, he had to arrange the autumn harvest work clearly.
Fortunately, in Mao Xingjian's anxiety, no tribe had his head clamped by the door, and gave up the crops he had immediately obtained, and went to the Rocky Mountains to eat the wind. On August 15, Snake City sent messengers to various tribes. From August 16, all tribes took action together and harvested the first mature corn and wheat.
The big orange corn cobs and golden rice ears fell down row after the sickle was harvested, and then they were transported to the threshing ground in the middle of the town to lose its strength. It was another beautiful harvest season in the golden autumn.
In the brilliant harvest, just as Mao Xingjian expected, the negative impact of his willful release of prisoners of war quickly rebounded, and the people were the best to satisfy. The full grain was enough to make them happy. Every time they saw the prince traveling, Geng Gengbo and they bowed their heads to pay respects with enthusiasm and respect.
Another thing that left the Sioux tribes speechless was that the Apache tribe, who was their enemy more than a month ago, has now become their saviors.
According to the labor force in the middle of the year, the average person is 20 acres of land per person. The Ming Dynasty immigrants and the Sioux people north of the entire Snake River have reclaimed more than 450,000 acres of land. When farming, they can still use oxen to plow the fields and then sow roughly to save time. They only take some effort to fertilize, but when they are receiving goods, they have to harvest bunches of crops and harvest them one by one. This is a big project, and more than 30,000 men, women, young and old, can't take care of them.
Although the two pots of boiling water, Black Hoof, Jingniu, Hongyun and other chiefs or tribal wizards were reluctant to let go and could not bear it, they still had to ask for help from Apache tribe on the other side of the river at Mao Xingjian's initiative.
There is no way, either the crops have to be thrown into the field for birds to peck at them, and they will rot in plain sight!
The Apache tribe who had been unable to enter the south bank of the Snake River was also invited in openly.
Harvesting with a sickle is not much harder than hunting mountain deer and wild boars. In order not to owe the Sioux people, the Apache people from the Mountain Lion Tribe also followed the sickle into the rice fields. Nothing was more shocking than watching the harvest with his own eyes. Seeing the rice that his tribe helped to carry back fell from the threshing ground and then filled one granary after another, Chi Lu and the inspection team formed by the Apache tribe leader were surprised and never closed their mouths.
Prince's Mansion, third floor.
Another piece of oil paper was thrown into the fire and turned into ashes. Mao Xingjian had a headache and rubbed his forehead with some fatigue. This time the letter was not written by Chen Jiao, but sent by the new Minister of War Xie Kang in the form of a secret text of the Ministry of War. The huge New World Expeditionary Force organized by Mao Jue had already gathered on board at Tianjin Port, Dengzhou Port, Shandong Lianyungang and other places. This time, the empire will launch an expedition that surpassed the three treasure eunuchs seven times to the West. More than two-thirds of the warships of the Royal Navy cooperated with the operation. Xie Kang informed him and Ma Bao, the Grand Governor of the Yukon Governor's Office, to prepare for the forage for the army.
According to the more than three months of communication delay between the New World and the Old World, the expeditionary army led by the princess and female commanders for the first time in the history of the empire, it should have entered the Arctic Ocean polar night area at this time. I don’t know which day it will arrive at the Gem Sea outpost.
The food being confiscated was not the most troublesome thing about Mao Xingjian. If all the autumn harvest was completed and harvesting more than 900,000 stones of grain was no problem, it was said to be an unprecedented scale, and Mao Jue would not be able to really put all his 500,000 troops into the New World. Forty or fifty thousand people were overwhelmed by the sky. Although it was impossible not to feel sorry for these expeditionary troops, how much more could they eat when they were free?
What really bothers him is the current situation! Although he has not had much contact with coach Adrena, according to Mao Xingjian's understanding of his concubine, this woman is definitely a tough character like Mao Jue. She is the type of person who follows me and who will prosper and who will defy me!
If she wants to go to Mexico, she will definitely not let herself go of the unstable factors behind her. The southern tribes on the edge of the Great Salt River are bound to be listed on her list of eliminations.
This is a direct contradiction with Mao Xingjian's usual gentleness and education strategy. If you want to save several tribes in the south, you will not have much time left for the prince.
In the room, the unpleasant smell of burning the secret letter of the Ministry of War had not completely dissipated. Mao Xingjian had already gone downstairs in a hurry and shouted loudly.
"Chen Zao! Chen Zao!"
"Crown Prince!"
These days, the Snake City butler is crazy. Mao Xingjian is a typical hand-off master. He will solve the big things. The trivial matters like Xiang Qiusheng are completely piled up on him, the master of the pen. He is busy registering the harvest. The guy's face is covered with a piece of ink, but when he hears Mao Xingjian shouting, he still put down his pen and rushed over with a small step.
"You are here, please give me your order!"
"I'll leave you with the harvest and the rice harvest next month! Remember two things, tax grains will be transported to the gemstone sea as soon as possible. In the past few months, maybe one day, the Mexican expeditionary army sent by the imperial court will arrive at the gemstone sea. Before the troops move, the food and grass will go first, and the military food must not be delayed!"
"Save it as a result of the official!"
"Also, don't treat the Apache tribe unfairly. Gu and the Chief Chilu are old friends. The Apache tribe is also the key to educating the Tu tribe into China. Do you understand!"
When talking about this, the old guy Chen Zao's face turned weird and he was licking his head like a carrot.
"Don't worry, the prince is not allowed to do anything small, and I will definitely not treat the princess unfairly..., cough cough, Lord Chilu."
The muscles at the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He ignored this guy, and Mao Xingjian went downstairs in a hurry again.
At the door, watching the prince leave the mansion, Dongfang Meng waved his hand quickly. Several sailors standing guard followed behind with bayonets. Listening to the heavy leather boots, Han Xiaomo, who was picking vegetables in the yard, was also shocked.
"Big nephew, I want to go wherever you go!"
"Call the prince! Prince!!!"
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The Indian chief and the Ming Dynasty official are really two species. Originally, Mao Xingjian arranged several chiefs to accompany Apache to inspect the chiefs to sit in the Han family tavern for work and drink to exchange experiences. As a result, a good guy was in a threshing ground. At first glance, he saw the big feather crown like the peacock screen of the Red Deer, taking the lead in swaying the wheat grains.
And the celebrities who are used to applying makeup and powder in the capital city and taking umbrellas and taking a taxi are completely different from two types of women. In the bright autumn sun, the matriarch's already healthy wheat-colored skin seemed to be darker. Crystal sweat applied a layer of beautiful oil on her face. Mao Xingjian was stunned for a moment, and then he hurriedly met Han Xiaomo's sour hum.
"Why did you come out to work?"
Seeing the arrival of the prince, Chi Lu obviously showed a warm smile and put down the half-cut rice ears in her hand. But listening to Mao Xingjian's question, she showed a strange look and answered with stuttering Chinese words.
"Please..., Apache..., Harvest! The tribesmen..., work..., chiefs, work too!"
This is what the leader took the lead in going to the ground, annoyed by the group of bureaucrats who were sarcastic in the capital. Mao Xingjian admired it even more and shook his head helplessly, and then slapped her on her toned shoulder.
"I want to go south for a while and go to the Cheyenne to take a look. These days, I will ask you for more help in the harvest of Snake City!"
"I'll accompany you!"
When the female matriarch heard that Mao Xingjian was going to the Cheyenne tribe, the female matriarch was obviously a little anxious. This sentence was said quickly and quickly. Unfortunately, Mao Xingjian shook his head.
"Autumn harvest is very important. You must also take the chiefs of Apache to study hard. The spring and autumn harvest of the Apache tribe will be carried out next year. Besides, I am not fighting this time, so I will send food. If I can't fight, you can rest assured!"
When talking about tribes, Chi Lu's bright eyes dimmed, but the female matriarch was the female matriarch after all, so she didn't bother her anymore. She nodded happily again.
"I'm waiting for you!"
"kindness!"
He patted her on the shoulder again. Han Xiaomo, who could even hang an oil bottle with his little mouth, and Mao Xingjian briskly entered the tavern in Han Jinlan next to him.
The gene for picking up girls should have inherited Mao Jue. He kept watching him and was stunned for a while. Chi Lu suddenly woke up like that. He cleverly picked up the bundle of wheat and beat it, but the movement was obviously much stiffer.
This feeling of being a leader and holding power is indeed great. There are people to welcome him everywhere. Just as he entered the tavern, Han Jinnong, who was happily wiping the table, also came over quickly, and bowed heavily with laughter.
"The prince is here to visit the shop, and the turquoise is brilliant! Pengzi, why don't you go and boil the wine quickly, and then roast the geese sent by Chief Taradata this morning. The prince is here to invite you to the seat!"
"There is no need to sit there! Is this time alone? Is it because I told you to tell me that last month? Has Mr. Han prepared?"
Han Jinnong was obviously stunned for a moment, but then he nodded and smiled again, with a sense of excitement in his words.
"The prince told me, how dare I not take care of myself? The caravans are all ready, just wait for the prince's order, I wonder when the prince wants to set off?"
Chapter completed!