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Chapter nine hundred and eighty the new year will be pregnant

Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, who had agreed, sent someone to spread the news, continued riding horses and strolling. When they were walking on the road, they seemed to know everyone, and even saw the original Tubo people and Turks.

The Tubo people did not show any hostility. Like other people, the original Turks never rushed up to find the two people to fight desperately. Zhang Xiaobao didn't even see any revenge in the eyes of the original Turks.

"The weak always like to rely on the strong. Even if they have personal injuries, their yearning for a better life and the scrutiny of the years will actively or passively accept reality. Under the management of the same political system, no matter what kind of pain they have ever had, ordinary people will adapt to the new environment well. Only when they lose their past power cannot adjust their mood can they be depressed for life."

After Zhang Xiaobao discovered that the annexed nation had no idea of ​​seeking revenge between him and Wang Juan, he said to Wang Juan beside him.

"Are you telling me about the animal world?" Wang Juan asked with a smile.

Zhang Xiaobao also laughed: "No, the animal world requires the efforts of a large number of people. Those who have been running around the wild for many years record various animals and plants are heroes. What I want to say is that the Japanese and Silla people in the future will not hate us."

"This is probably the regret and grievance of the Japanese. As you said, there is no hatred, the premise is that under the management of the same political system, Japan did not achieve this goal when it invaded, so they only have so many right wings. It can incite them, and even the right wings of the whole nation.

Because they hate us, just like we hate them, don't look at me like that, I really hate it. But I cannot put this hatred on the innocent Japanese people now. We must manage their place as soon as possible, help them, and let them live a better life that pays the same labor force but only earns a portion less than us."

When Wang Juan was speaking, she waved to the Japanese woman standing on the street teaching her children to speak Tang Dynasty, and the woman also greeted her with a smile.

Zhang Xiaobao shook his head slightly and sighed: "What the most toxic woman's heart is, and I've said it from your mouth. I found that even the days of heavy snowfall on the grasslands have become warmer."

"Thank you." Wang Juan pursed her lips and smiled.

The two talked and laughed, walked forward for a while, and finally arrived at the west side of Chang'an City.

It is said that it is a city, but there is no specific city wall, and that thing is in the way. But no matter what, the capital city is still a city, so there is a clear dividing line outside the city and inside the city.

The dividing line is not a line drawn, but a road, a wide road. The east side of the road belongs to the capital area, and the west side of the road is still the capital area. However, people living on the west side of the road always think that they are not from the capital, and they have not transferred their household registration yet.

Even though Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan did not ask about the reasons for not changing their household registration, they could still analyze it.

It has nothing to do with the welfare of the capital. Nowadays, except for officials, the welfare of the Tang Dynasty is the same. When you look at the people on the west side of the road who are familiar with the capital and unfamiliar with it and want to adapt as soon as possible, you can know why they did not come to the capital.

"It's not easy for local officials sometimes." Zhang Xiaobao sighed, dismounted, and asked the 'old man' who had just finished sweeping the garbage on the road: "Uncle, have you been here for a year?"

"Oh, Xiaobao? It's really Xiaobao. I'm busy working, but I didn't see you two." The old man, who was less than fifty, was covered with traces of time on his face. He heard the movement and looked up at the person talking. He then recognized who it was. He seemed very happy and more excited.

Zhang Xiaobao grabbed a handful of dates from the bag cross-body and gave it to the old man half. He rubbed the ones on his hands and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, saying, "This shows that you are serious about your work. You are eating dates. When you come on the way, you are forced to be stuffed by a date seller."

"Okay, for some people, the dates they planted with their own expenses taste sweet, and for some people, the dates that don't spend money taste like honey. When they eat them in their mouths, they taste more than dates."

The old man did not give in and took it over and rubbed it with Zhang Xiaobao twice, threw it into his mouth and said.

If the old man said something to the children in the school, the children would not understand it, but Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan understood it. The two looked at the old man differently. The old man was extraordinary to say this.

Wang Juan came over and said, "It's sweet, sweeter than honey. Not everyone can get things that others force. Xiaobao and I are content. In the future, we must work harder to do what we can do and dare not slack off at all, otherwise we will not be able to eat sweet free dates. The lost things will be more precious than dates. Uncle, how do you think about doing this job?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Xiaobao, and then Wang Juan. After repeated this several times, he said with a smile: "It's indeed a pair, which makes people feel pleasing to you. Sweeping the road, giving more money to sweep the road, seeing the more cars and people on the road, the more prosperous it is, the more comfortable I feel.

My family has been here for nine months. The government on the other side of the house is busy and has not sent anyone to send a certificate of origin. If there are few people, I can just send a telegram to confirm it. There are many people, and I am afraid that someone will fake his hometown and mess. I have to wait for people from the local government to prove it together.

It’s winter, and we have to deliver it when it’s winter. When our group of people leave, we will come to another group and continue to live on the west side of the road, waiting for the government to bring the certificate.”

The old man's words are simple, and there is no lack of profound meaning in simplicity.

After saying this, the old man finished eating his dates, clapped his hands, picked up the broom again, and said to Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan: "I'm going to work. You two go to work. I heard that someone wanted to build a train station. People on the west side of the road still had to change places."

Seeing the old man waving his broom and leaving, Zhang Xiaobao slapped his mouth and put the uneaten dates back into his bag, saying, "It's true, are people now so open-minded?"

"Uncle is a man with a story. Don't worry. When his hometown enters the capital, he will naturally slowly display his abilities. There are more and more people in the capital."

Wang Juan was thinking about another question: everyone was rushing to the capital, and will it still expand the city in a while?

Zhang Xiaobao said: "It seems that the station must be repaired to a remote place to the west, otherwise it will be trapped in the city. The people concentrated in the central city, which means that our productivity has not yet been kept up. The things that we suggest to guide resource utilization and the positioning of the people of the Tang Dynasty's people's happy life are still a long way to go. Isn't it good to live in the countryside?"

"I have my own lifestyle, plus a combined seed harvester and a complete set of household appliances, so I am willing to live in the countryside." Wang Juan said to Zhang Xiaobao with his eyes squeezed.

"The task now is to try to exert the role of the steam engine as much as possible and go." Zhang Xiaobao didn't dare to think about what Wang Juan said, so it still requires hard work.

The two of them got back on their horses and continued to go west. They originally planned to put the new station in a place not far from the lower road, and they could borrow the transportation function of the lower road. After hearing the old man's words, they had to give up the convenience and repair the station far away.

As for the transportation of loading and unloading goods from the station, the two of them were not worried. They believed that a large number of people would soon plan and build the goods between this road and the new station.

This is the difficulty of planning and construction of a city. The city is divided into pieces by the streets. If it is not enough to live in, it will be expanded outward. A large project will be expanded far away. Otherwise, in a short time, this piece will be filled and the large project will be included in the middle of the city.

But if you put it too far, it will become a new urban area. People who do things in large projects cannot run a long distance of several hours. In this way, due to the distance between the new small urban area and the normal urban area, the promotion effect of large projects on urban areas will not be obvious.

Therefore, the planning and construction of a city is planning, construction, prosperity, relocation, and re-planning

The two rode their horses through this area where they were bungalows, walked five miles westward, avoiding a hill, and finally determined the location. The soil structure and other things looked pretty good. When someone was sent to conduct specific inspections and verifications, they would know if the station could be repaired.

When there was a snowfall in the capital area, the various places where construction started had already stopped, and a group of teams that went to fight for more food came back. The third-tier teams that fought by land from Datang were successfully reunited with the people who landed on the sea when Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan returned to the capital.

After half a month of clearing out, he came back on a boat. The task of clearing out was left to those who were landing in battle. At the same time, a group of troops were sent over to the place for two or three months, and those who were landing in battle before came back.

The combat team also came back with a large number of gems, gold, fur, and barrels of oil. The first batch of things were directly plundered by the war, with the largest number, and all the local people snatched them away.

This batch of things can be worth the cost of war based on the pure monetary and economic value. Breaking up wasteland is like playing games, and it can always take advantage of it.

But the account cannot be calculated in this way. The metal consumed in war can be offset by the things that are harvested with money, and the things stolen even exceed the price of the metal consumed. However, if those metals are not used in war, but in infrastructure construction, the money earned and the foundation laid should be greater than the things stolen.

Having said that, the money obtained directly in the war is not as good as using the metal of the war to build, but it defeats the gluttonous food, creating conditions for the long-term economic plunder in the future.

It's very interesting to count over and over again.

In the eyes of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, it was still a good deal, with all the gains in military, political and economic development.

"In the blink of an eye, it has reached the 21st of the twelfth lunar month. Two more days are the Little New Year, and then the New Year and the First Month. After counting, we will have one more month to get married. In fact, it should be held until March and early summer."

Zhang Xiaobao made a calculation for a long time, patted the thick paper piled on the table, and said to Wang Juan who was writing and drawing next to him.

Wang Juan stopped and said, "What? I think it's too early to marry me?"

"No, this half month is really hard to endure, and there are more than eight months and nearly nine months. Pregnant women are really bad-tempered. I mean, the 260th day of the first lunar month, and the businessmen in the food industry in various places will be busier. They are already very busy during the New Year, but they still have to prepare for banquets in advance. I am afraid that many people will not have the heart to celebrate the New Year and wait for our wedding day to come."

"Just treat this older, and the children are happier." Wang Juan touched her belly and said. She had confirmed that she was one and a half months pregnant. She confirmed twenty days ago that since she was going to get married, there were naturally no other measures. She originally planned to be late, but the adults of the two families urged her to advance. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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