"It is imperative to move the factory and relocate people." Li Shenming pondered: "But we can't be too timid. The placement of personnel must be the top priority. Don't do anything bad, otherwise Wen Lan will get angry. Make plans and procedures first, and then report them. You can only ask Brother Xiaozheng to start this matter."

Sun Jingting looked at Kong Minxing and said, "The Agricultural Administration Department also needs to help me in this matter, and Brother Zhizhi wants to help me."

Kong Minxing smiled and said, "It's all for peacekeeping, why should Xiaozheng be so polite?"

Everyone was quite satisfied at this point. Tian Jitang said at this time: "I only pay 500,000 yuan for the restoration of the old days, but according to actual estimates, I will get at least 2 million. I am afraid that the adults will scold you at that time, and there is no way to do this..."

Everyone laughed, and Li Shenming smiled and said, "Old Tian is usually a slave to wealth, but this time he is very happy. It is worth everyone's greeting him."

The ruins of the old Zhongdu were very large, at least similar to the imperial city of the Ming Dynasty. When Beijing was built, the Ming Dynasty Chengzu demolished many old Yuan buildings and mobilized hundreds of thousands of civilians to build them for twenty years. When they moved from Nanjing to Beijing, many buildings were still not completed. They were built intermittently for many years. It was not until Yongle that Beijing was officially established as the capital during the Xuande period. At that time, the Ming Dynasty mainly used treasure money and physical objects, and no one could tell how much it cost.

With the current financial resources of Hutchison, plus the manpower and material reserves in the grassland, it is not too difficult to repair the old, but it takes at least 20,000 to 30,000 people to restore the old view for two to three years. And according to the current situation, many additional buildings should be built, and of course, the silver spent is calculated based on more than one million.

The scale of 30,000 people alone will cost nearly one million taels, and there will be a lot of materials and grain expenses. The two million taels mentioned by Tian Jitang should be the same number.

"Anyway, the money is worth it." Li Shenming said with a red face: "I know many people think I am complacent or have desires, but I want to tell you that history is driven by people like me."

Kong Minxing didn't say anything, only Sun Jingting sarcastically said, "Brother Zunlu's tone is becoming more and more like our Lord Zhang."

Of course, Li Shenming would not be angry, but his face also became serious. He looked at everyone and said, "We must discuss tomorrow's matters and not make any mistakes."

"Of course." Sun Jingting became serious, and Sun Jingting was not as fucked as Li Shenming about many things, but Sun Jingting was the main driver of tomorrow's affairs.

Unlike Li Shenming, who values ​​strength and interests, Sun Jingting prefers tomorrow's things, so he is full of expectations.

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After saying goodbye to his family, Zhang Han rushed to the military camp to live. He slept peacefully at night because he was very physically and mentally exhausted.

He had to go to the battlefield again, but he didn't have to charge, so he didn't feel nervous. The war against the Chahar people was almost a sure victory.

The only variable now is that the Jurchens may come, but Zhang Han has made all preparations. Even if the Jurchens come, they will only advance the decisive battle.

Zhang Han originally thought he would think a lot and might toss and turn for a long time, but he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

When it was dawn, Zhang Han woke up leisurely with the sound of wake up. He did not get up for a moment, but lay on the bed and was stunned for a while.

When Zhang Han's parents were still there in his childhood, the whole family was crowded in a small house, and there was a military camp not far away. Every morning, the whole family woke up with the sound of getting up.

Then his parents asked him to wash, and his father sat in front of the small coal stove to scramble eggs and fried rice, and then the whole family went to work and went to school.

At that time, Zhang Han's family was very poor, but life did not make people feel difficult. Of course, it might be that Zhang Han was still young and did not feel the pressure of life.

Looking back on two lives, Zhang Han realized that he was the happiest at that time.

No wonder he liked the loud sound of the military horn. Although many big businessmen complained that the wake-up call was too loud and too early, which disturbed people's dreams. Including the military personnel who liked to get up late, they didn't like the sound of the military horn, but Zhang Han never paid attention to it.

As long as there is a military camp, there will be a familiar bronze horn sound.

When the sound of soldiers running outside came from outside, Zhang Han also got up and finished washing up, and put on a robe similar to military uniforms.

When he appeared on the edge of the school field after breakfast, the garrisons running around saluted him, their eyes full of reverence.

There were not many garrisons left behind in Qingcheng, only half of the battalion of the First Guard Dragon Cavalry Regiment, plus some guards from the Public Security Department, which was enough to maintain the public order in Qingcheng.

If it were two years ago, it would not have been so careless. At that time, foreign enemies were everywhere and all the troops were hostile, and unpredictable changes might occur at any time.

Qingcheng is now considered a standard inner town. The Hutchison Merchants Army has been stationed in the north of the outer area until four thousand miles away. The three Khans in the north of the Mobei to the Saini Nuoyan tribe in the northwest, and then to the Hetao area in the southwest. All these places have been taken down.

It is equivalent to half of Inner Mongolia and half of Outer Mongolia in later generations. In terms of influence and actual control, there is also a strong influence on Hutchison in northern Shaanxi and Gansu.

After waving to these young men, Jiang Yi and his guards had already come over. Xia Xiping and others who were sleeping in the military camp last night were also waiting at the camp gate.

When Zhang Han stepped onto the white horse, bursts of cheers came from the school ground.

Of course, there are also some frustrating voices. Most of the left-behind soldiers are recruits who have no combat experience. It can be seen from their physical fitness and queue training.

These recruits are not qualified to go to the battlefield. They still have to go through more than half a year of horse riding and technical training to be qualified. Before that, they can only train in various military camps, train in the field, marching training, and then garrison tasks. Finally, when they are qualified, they will be sent to the real battlefield.

At this time, these young men could only use cheers to see Zhang Han and others off, and some sighed in annoyance.

In the eyes of many people, there may be no big battle after Lin Danhan. These little guys from the Ming Dynasty do not have complicated ideas and did not expect that one day they would step onto the land of the Ming Dynasty.

"Lama Zhedan is willing to offer Hada to the Lord, wishing you all the best of your trip and destroying the ugly Lin Danhan."

Not far from the military camp, a group of Mongolian Taiji and Lamas stood together, surrounded by many Qingcheng residents, and of course many military personnel.

"Thank you."

Zhang Han jumped off and asked the little living Buddha of the Huang Sect to hang Hada between his neck.

Even if this thing is thrown out of the city, you have to give face at this time. There is no need to offend people for a small detail. Moreover, Huang Sect and Lin Danhan are really the enemy of life and death. If you send troops to fight Lin Danhan, the happiest thing is not the Heji, but the lamas of the Huang Sect.

As we walked along the way, there were some lamas waiting to offer Hada at all intersections.

In Qingcheng, the number of lamas has actually decreased a lot. Hutchison's excuse was that when he entered the beginning, the lama was hostile and reconciled with the leaders of the Huang Cult in Mobei, Hutchison slightly relaxed some bans, so that the lama could enter and exit freely.

However, their original temples were all requisitioned, and only a small number of temples remained, so they could not accommodate too many lamas.

Before this, these lamas all went to the temples in Baichengzi in Ordos, where there was almost a group of towns made of temple buildings, where they could accommodate them.

After Zhang Han led his troops to capture Bai Chengzi, these lamas were afraid that Bai Chengzi's temple would be expropriated, so they went to Qingcheng to please. Fortunately, as time passed, these lamas found that the Hutchison high-level officials in Qingcheng had no intention of requisitioning their temples again, and they all felt relieved.

This ceremony was also a statement. Since then, the Huang Cult has recognized Zhang Han’s status on the grassland, and Zhang Han appropriately relaxed some bans.

Of course, it is impossible for the Huang Cult to dominate the grassland as in history. A large number of Han people entered, and Buddhist temples and Taoist temples in the mainland came in to seize the territory. The City God Temple and Guandi Temple were built one after another. Each trest has a small land temple. For Han people who firmly believe in these gods and like to be compatible, it is almost impossible to believe in the Huang Cult family.

This religious tolerance makes foreign missionaries quite speechless. In fact, Catholic missionaries have the same feeling as lamas.

It is easy for the Han people to believe in God. When you talk about God and monsters to him, they all listen to them with relish, especially when they mention God's creation of the seven days, the Chinese people are really blinded by their eyes.

It’s okay to ask them to believe in religion. Anyway, if you believe in more gods, you won’t suffer any loss.

But if you can only believe in God, more than half of the people retreat. Then there are some precepts, such as not being able to take concubines, more than 90% of the scholars and officials turned around and left.

There are gods who cannot burn incense or worship wood sculptures, and cannot burn paper. At this time, more than 90% of ordinary people also turn around and leave.

This situation was undoubtedly a bit funny to Zhang Han. Fortunately, he could hold back his smile when listening to the report and did not laugh out loud.

There were more and more people coming out, but fortunately there was someone from the Public Security Department responsible for the organization, so there was no chaos.

This time the scale was much larger than when he went to the Ministry of Arrest. After all, people felt that this was the final battle against the Mongolians, which was of great significance and quite exciting and inspiring.

In contrast, the Mongolians' attitude was a bit awkward. They had to support Zhang Han, but they couldn't help but feel sad about the impending defeat of the Golden Family.

Nearly five hundred years have passed since Temujin came out of the unification of the grassland. The word Mongolian has become synonymous with this land, from the earliest Rouran Donghu to the Huns and Turks, to the Khitan and Jurchen, and then to Mongolia. There has not been another nomadic nation to replace Mongolia so far. Now all this glory is about to become history. Mongols with a little heart will feel sad. Of course, many people don’t care or even be happy. Compared with the Han people in Hutchison, Lin Danhan is a greater threat and more vicious!
Chapter completed!