Wei Yi said uneasyly: "Penghu, Shenzhen and Hong Kong, both sides of the Taiwan Strait are hard to defend and difficult to attack, so I am afraid it won't be in trouble?"

Penghu is indeed a geographical environment that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. When the Ming army fought against the Dutch army, the Dutch defended the port of Penghu, with one thousand people fighting against more than 10,000 Ming army. Although the combat effectiveness of the Ming army was not very good, it also shows that Penghu is not so easy to attack.

"There are still many eight-ox crossbows." Wei Yi suddenly laughed again and said, "There are at least a dozen eight-ox crossbows installed at the height of the port. With this thing, it is not easy to penetrate into Penghu. Besides, the last step is Penghu County Town, and there are also bed crossbows on the top of the city, which are all good things left by the past."

"There are only a few eight-ox crossbows, and tens of thousands of people are coming over. How many of them will you kill with one crossbow?" Xu Zixian said: "We are trying to cast artillery. I don't know when it will succeed. We will give priority to assemble it to Penghu at that time... But what I want to say is that the important thing is to have people. Only by obtaining people can we keep the peace of Penghu and the Dongfan, and also to keep our foundation."

"Do you need to expand the army?"

"Of course." Xu Zixian said: "The soldiers of the sixth battalion of the Navy are at least 13th battalion of the East Vanguard. Let me calculate for you. Now there are more than 3,000 people in the Water Vanguard, which is exactly sixth battalion, and it is enough. There are still 1,700 soldiers, only three battalions and one city is more than one city, and the situation is slightly stable after arriving at the East Vanguard. It is in Nan'an, Penghu, Dong'an, and the three places will expand their troops together."

"What's the reason?"

"Of course, Qishan robbed the remaining troops to harass the Dongfan, Penghu..." Xu Zixian held back his smile and said, "At that time, you need to cooperate with Yanke. Report to the comforting envoy... Well, you must panic."

"Then I'm too embarrassed, right?" Wei Yi said dissatisfiedly: "Qishan stole less than 300 remaining troops, and I, the magistrate, are too cowardly."

The two of them looked at each other and felt tacit understanding. They couldn't help laughing.

Xu Zixian felt comfortable inside. King Qi's arrangement was quite correct. Chen Zhengbin was also an interesting person. He had a very good relationship with Xu Zixian, but no matter what, he was separated by a layer, unlike Wei Yi, which was like a brotherly relationship and tacit understanding.

"Of course, the garrison's money and food are self-sufficient..." Xu Zixian said: "My Dongfan has been developed. Your Penghu people are poor and unable to support themselves. If you don't have land to farm, you can slowly move to the Dongfan. If you are the fewer people under your parents' rule, the pressure on you will be much less."

"Of course this is good." Wei Yi really doesn't care. Penghu has only 4,000 households and more than 20,000 people. Most of them are black households. Fujian has the habit of going to sea to seek survival. There are seven mountains, two rivers and one branch of fields. Some poor people who go to sea to live. Many immigrants from Penghu went to the Dongfan when they were traveling to the Dongfan. Later, they realized that the Dongfan was not as good as they imagined and it was not easy to return home. Generations of this were delayed in Penghu. These people were poor and fished for a living. Sometimes they went to the Dongfan to fish, or returned to the coast of Fujian to grazed sheep, took on life, and fished on the island. These were mostly black households and the poorest people.

According to the production conditions at that time, a family planted at least twenty or thirty acres of land to maintain a well-off life because the average yield per mu was too low, especially in islands like Penghu, where the yield per mu was not very good, and they were mainly planted with mixed grain beans, and they were often robbed by strong winds.

Xu Zixian felt the difficult life of those black households before entering Penghu.

A large number of beggar-like people live in low cave-like houses, pale and thin, and empty eyes. When they saw Xu Zixian waiting for outsiders, there were not many ripples in their eyes. Maybe they had seen them too many times, and knew that these people could not change their embarrassing lives.

If these black households were moved to the Dongfan, it would be a win-win situation for Xu Zixian, Wei Yi, and these people who were living in poverty.

"The premise is..." Wei Yi said suspiciously: "Can the development of the Dongfan really be successful?"

"It's inevitable." Xu Zixian smiled confidently.

"Okay, then I'll wait." Wei Yi stood up and smiled, "But before you can make a big fortune, you still have obstacles to escape, Ren Zhong, the commander of the Nanyang Navy, and his subordinates."

Xu Zixian also heard the noise outside, and stood up and said, "It seems that someone is coming to 'welcome' me."

Wei Yi said happily: "I stayed well in Penghu, and the annual military pay, money, grain expenses and maintenance costs are 300,000 yuan. When you come, do the money and grain check, do the account books check, do the personnel check, do the warships, watch the sea, watch the bows and arrows, and after doing this, they will hate you to death."

"Even if there are a group of evil dragons, I have a dragon-slaying sword." Xu Zixian smiled and his face turned coldly. He said coldly: "The country has not said much in a year, and it is only because of the hundreds of thousands of dollars that many households squeezed out of their mouths. Can they ruin it like this?"

Wei Yi nodded slightly. It was his wish to clear the navy, but his official position was not enough. He was extremely happy with Xu Zixian's arrival.

"The military discipline of the navy officers and soldiers is very bad. You don't have to worry. You will know it after staying in Penghu for a few days."

...

"Why did Marquis Nan'an go to the banquet?"

Although this result was not unexpected, Ren Zhong still felt slapped in the face, and there was a rare feeling of anger, embarrassment, and a little panic on his face, which had always been respectful.

The navy officers and soldiers were very different from each other on the shore. After all, they were separated from the sea. The navy and the imperial guards were treated equally. They were not subject to the control of the Grand Commander's Office and were only commanded and cooperated during wartime.

In normal times, the navy trained on its own and only accepted the control of the pacification envoy and the commander, but was alone and the military orders were not understood. In fact, the navy was Ren Zhong alone.

Only when food, money, and necessary documents and procedures were needed, Ren Zhong would send people to Fuzhou to deal with officials in the Pacification Envoy Department.

Usually Ren Zhong himself had the final say. Because of the special nature of the navy, the court was too impatient to do this situation.

Now, a sudden observation envoy, that is, the navy supervisor, was sent here. It's all right, but the one who came was a powerful figure like Nan'an Hou who had certain strength in Fujian's military and political affairs, and even had the strength to be vaguely under the King of Zhao and the Pacifier.

What is this?

Ren Zhong thought angrily, who had the final say in the navy?

Strong observation can absolutely undermine the navy's command, and strong command will also make observations useless.

So the question is, who is stronger between Ren Zhong and Xu Zixian?

Ren Zhong took a deep breath. He was not a fool. He knew who was stronger and weaker when he and Xu Zixian were, but he had no idea of ​​waiting for death...

"Place the account book..." Ren Zhong looked at the seven or eight confidants under the lights in front of him and ordered: "What should be supplemented is what should be supplemented, what should be balanced, if this layer is prepared, we will first become invincible. Then, we will be diligent recently, so we will ask our brothers to give the same benefits and keep the people's hearts... Nan'an Hou is not three heads and six arms, his affairs in the Dongfan are more important. Here, as long as we are respectful and docile, obedient in everything, we will just say something inside and outside, and the navy listens to Nan'an Hou... to coax him like this, not to ask him to be the navy's confidant, nor to make him think of killing the navy with one knife..."

Ren Zhong is nearly 50 years old and has been in the Navy for 30 years. When he spoke, his attitude was quite calm, but he still felt an unspeakable sense of humiliation.

"Anyway, letting him go is nothing more than checking accounts, proofreading, and marching laws..." Ren Zhong said with a resentful look: "The new official takes office as three fires. He is still a young royal family. It must be a big fire. We will turn it into cotton, so he has no place to use it..."

...

Fuyi and Lingyi did not stop in Penghu, so they put down Xu Zixian and waited for others and went directly to Huaxi Village.

There is the main development site of the Dongfan, which has been developed dozens of miles along Huaxi. Most of the immigrants and military camps are there. The main camp is also the place where the defense envoy Chen Duzhong is located. It is known as Huaxi Village, with a radius of five and a half miles. There are 2,000 troops garrisoned in the village, and there are two or three thousand residents living in the village.

The immigrants from the Nan'an Marquis Mansion distributed along Huaxi and another stream more than 20 miles away. Xu Zixian didn't know what the big river was named in later generations, so he simply named it Nan'an River.

Fuyi and Lingyi transported martial soldiers and a large number of tools, as well as several other Fubo ships and water crusade ships, and the Dragon Spirit ship continued to transport oxen, horses, donkeys, mules, complete sets of chariots and horses.

These things are being carried out in a hurry, so Xu Zixian didn’t have much time to delay in Penghu.

But he just stayed there.

Penghu Island has more than 60 square kilometers, and Yuweng Island and Baisha Island have a total of more than 30 square kilometers. The size of the island is equivalent to half a county in the mainland, and the five or six towns are not very small.

The two islands of Baisha and Fisherman are generally the same township.

The combined population of the other twenty islands is less than that of a large village in Nan'an.

Most of the residents of the island are fishermen, and goats and ducks are also released. When Xu Zixian and his group passed by, many islanders looked at them with curious eyes.

After seeing a lot of birds and two sub-islands, Xu Zixian patrolled around the island.

Wei Yi, the magistrate, didn't have much government affairs, so he followed Xu Zi first and just thought it was a county tour.

"Penghu bean planting is actually a good choice..." After watching it for a whole day, Xu Zixian said to Wei Yi: "Do you know what the problem is, Yanke?"

"I don't know." Wei Yi said honestly: "I'm just a fool in front of you."

Xu Zi laughed first, patted his friend's shoulder, and said, "If you Wei Yanke is stupid, then I'm just brainless... You just don't think about it in another direction."

"Please release Mingda..."

"How many oil mills have you noticed on the island?"

"Didn't pay attention..." Wei Yi said embarrassedly: "It should be quite a lot?"

"Elevens..." Xu Zixian smiled and said, "There are tens of thousands of people, less than 80,000 mu of land. Most of them grow beans, half of rapeseed flowers and peanuts. The wind is too strong and cannot grow tall crops. The rainfall is falling, and there is little fresh water accumulation. It is impossible to grow rice. Most of them make a living by trading, fishing, and grazing. The smallest people farm, the number of stores, and the number of stores is very small, and there are also few in the county town. But no matter what, eleven oil mills with a population of tens of thousands can only squeeze enough oil for their own use, right?"

"That's right..." Wei Yi was a smart man after all. He immediately came to his senses and said, "Mingda, what do you mean is that it's too much to sell beans and peanuts in Penghu directly. It's more cost-effective to build a large-scale oil mill to sell oil?"

"That is to say that you Wei Yanke is not stupid..." Xu Zixian laughed, but said, "Since you don't have this awareness, I will build a large oil mill directly in the Dongfan. There are also many bean fields there. In addition, they have been collected from Penghu, and large-scale production capacity can reduce costs. Large-scale acquisitions can reduce prices. Well, this is a good way."
Chapter completed!