The two and three guards of the Marquis' Mansion had no rules, and Ma Wanli still had no penalty yet. The money in the treasury was less than 1,000 guan. Even if Ma Wanli fought his life, he would not be able to create a Marquis' Mansion out of thin air... You should know that the construction of the Marquis' Mansion has detailed regulations. With the strength of Heicheng Mansion, not to mention three to five years, even if he gave him ten to eight years, Ma Wanli would not dare to say that he was sure to build it well.

Since Heicheng Mansion did not have a Marquis' Mansion, Ma Wanli had to move out of his mansion and let the prefect's yard temporarily act as a Marquis' Mansion. Of course, Han Zhongwei's escorts also moved into the prefect's yard. Although hundreds of people came in all at once, Han Zhongwei could fill the backyard of the prefect's yard, but Han Zhongwei did not bring his female family members and could not afford it.

Ma Wanli moved out of the prefect's office overnight, but he had to come early in the morning the next day. He first greeted Han Zhongwei and then performed his duties. He had to sit in the lobby to question the directors. Although Heicheng is called Yifu, in fact, there is only one county. If it weren't for the Weifu Army Office here, Heicheng would be just a county at most.

It turned out that Ma Wanli's most important responsibility was to coordinate the relationship between the residents of Heicheng City and the army. Now that tens of thousands of troops have been transferred, his task has been half easier, but even so, he did not dare to take it lightly. He had to hold the business to handle various official duties in the lobby.

Outside the prefect's gate, after finding out where Han Zhongwei was staying, Li Xiongba came to pay homage to the newly appointed Marquis.

"Please inform me, Li Xiongba of Yingzhou came to visit Kehou." Li Xiongba politely bowed to the yamen runners of the prefect.

"Li Xiongba, Yingzhou? I haven't heard of it. Wherever you come from, what's the thing?" Li Xiongba thought he was very polite, but the other party didn't feel it at all. He looked up at all with disdain. But if anyone could see him, what would he have to do with these people?

"You bastard! Do you know what we have to do with Zhong Wei? Go in and inform me immediately. Otherwise, you will feel better." Before Li Xiongba could speak, Li Lingyun next to him couldn't help but burst into anger and rushed to the yamen runner and scolded.

"Bold! You can hear the name of the Marquis?! Leave quickly, otherwise drag it in and serve." The yamen runner was so angry that he screamed at Li Lingyun's words.

"Lingyun, no reason." Li Xiongba hurriedly grabbed his daughter. Although he was a domineering Yingzhou, this is the Black City of Daxia. Since ancient times, the people have not fought with officials. As he is now, he was really pulled to the lobby and beaten on his butt. I am afraid that Li Xiongba will never dare to appear in the world again in this life. "This little guy and girl are so offensive, please take it for tea." Li Xiongba quickly took out a piece of silver and stuffed it into the hands of the yamen runner.

Whether it is the Song or Xia, silver is rarely circulated on the market. At this time, silver is like gold in the 21st century. No one will take out a piece of gold to trade goods. But he has never seen pig runs but has eaten pork. The yamen runners know what it is, and they don’t have many opportunities to see it in his life. His face immediately smiles, and no one will think that silver is hot, right?

"The Marquis is exhausted all the way and will never see guests in the past few days. You should come back in a while and collect the money. The yamen runner finally said that it was implemented. This was also what Ma Wanli ordered early in the morning.

Everyone has told the truth, but what else can Li Xiongba do? He can only smile bitterly. This also reminds him that Zhong Wei is no longer the young man in Yingzhou, and the identity gap between the two is huge.

Even if Li Xiongba just wants to meet him, it depends on opportunities.

"Dad, are we going back here?" Li Lingyun asked unwillingly. With her temper, this yamen runner is so unaware of the rules that he should kick him away with one kick and then hit the inner palace. Seeing that the boy Zhong Wei dared to avoid it.

"Go back first." Li Xiongba was willing to do it, but what could he do? He was just a wild man, but he was a marquis with great nobles. Even if it was Ma Wanli, they could not see it as soon as they wanted to see it. "Hmph." Li Lingyun stomped her feet heavily at the screen wall in front of the prefect's door, and glared at the yamen runner hatefully, and then she was about to lift her feet and leave.

The yamen runner didn't feel her cold look. He suddenly smiled and ran behind Li Xiongba and others, directly ignoring them."

"General Ding is back. If you have anything, just give me a small order? Why bother you to take action yourself?"

"This is a matter of duty, so I don't have to do it all. Ding Chuan was carrying a food box in his hand, and the two men behind him carried a load of food, including buns, pancakes, porridge and other breakfasts. There was no habit of eating breakfast in Xixia, and Han Zhongwei and his guards were all used to three meals a day under his influence. Ding Chuan, who knew the habits of the young master, went to the city early in the morning to find the best restaurant and prepared more than 100 servings.

"It is a blessing for young people to be able to serve the Marquis in their previous life." The yamen runner reached out and was about to pick up the food box from Ding Chuan's hand, but Ding Chuan jumped and gave up. This was done for a long time. How could he pretend to be someone else's hand?

"Are you" Ding Chuan?" Li Tian said with some uncertainty. This person looked very familiar, but he wore a golden post-clothed hat, a standard guard armor, a pair of official boots under his feet, and a look of a general. He was a little confused.

"Young Master Li! Old Village" Senior, Miss Li's Family". Ding Chuan was able to master information for Han Zhongwei and had a very good memory. He recognized the three members of the Li family at once.

With Ding Chuan, what about this? When Ding Lingyun looked at the yamen runner who was pleased with her, her eyes seemed to be on her forehead, and she ignored her and felt very angry.

Most of Han Zhongwei's guards are brothers from Heifeng Village, so when Li Xiongba walked into the backyard, the guards saluted him, which made Li Xiongba feel a little lost as soon as possible. Li Tian and Li Lingyun saw so many brothers from the original village. They are now all officials.

Seeing that he had given the copycat to Zhong Wei but he didn't choose the wrong person, Li Xiongba saw that he had a good future with his brothers. He was also full of emotion.

"Let's go, go to see the marquis first." Li Xiongba didn't notice the expressions of Li Tian and Li Lingyun. Li Lingyun was better. After all, as a woman, her innate conditions were limited. But Li Tian was not like that. His hopeful eyes were as solid as they were.

When Han Zhongwei saw Li Xiongba and the other two, he exchanged greetings. Li Xiongba's Black Wind Stop was a great contribution to his current power, and Li Xiongba was his leader. Li Xiongba and his son did not have the habit of breakfast, but under Han Zhongwei's insistence, eating together at the same table made Li Xiongba feel much more comfortable. In addition to being awe, Li Tian looked at Han Zhongwei and had a more surrender.

"Old Hero Li, Black City is now my territory. I took a quick look yesterday but didn't get the whole picture. Are you interested in visiting me today?" After the meal, Han Zhongwei suggested that the most important thing he had today was to visit Black City. This place will completely belong to him in the future. It would be a lie to say that he was not excited.

Han Zhongwei and Ding "changed into casual clothes and went to the streets of Heicheng with Li Xiongba and his son.

Although I arrived in Heicheng a few months ago, Fu Zhongwei had not yet fully walked through every street in Heicheng. Because the tens of thousands of troops from the Weifu Army were suddenly transferred away, the entire street of Heicheng seemed to be full of sores, and garbage was everywhere on the streets. The shops on both sides closed down and closed. I don’t know if it was because the people were gone or because they changed their masters and did not dare to open the door to do business at will.

What made Han Zhongwei even more dissatisfied was that the houses on the street were mostly one floor with rammed earth as the wall and covered with soil on it, and there were few wooden houses.

Li Xiongba quietly looked at Han Zhongwei walking in front. No one spoke along the way. Even if Li Lingyun wanted to open her mouth, she was gently held by Li Xiongba and then blocked her eyes.

"The foundation is too weak." Han Zhongwei sighed after walking along the street to the end.

"Master, the city of Daxia must not be compared with the Song Dynasty, let alone the huge cities in the world like Lin'an. This place is also filled with the glory of the Weifu Army. Now that the tens of thousands of officers and soldiers have left, they may be even more dilapidated in the future." Ding Chuan was Han Zhongwei's intelligence leader. There is no need to hide these things.

"Let's go and see the residences of the common people." Han Zhongwei said again. The situation on the street made him feel much worse suddenly. There were few pedestrians and there were very few customers in the shop. If this continues, the people who are temporarily staying behind may not survive.

Because Heicheng is a military fortress, and because of the possibility of dealing with the invasion of Mongolia and Jin, the two walls are not only solid, but also the areas close to the walls are also included in the barracks. Now they are all empty. Ordinary people mainly live in the south city, while the west city is rich.

After walking around Nancheng, Han Zhongwei soon discovered an interesting phenomenon. Although this is the residence of ordinary people, every house will be presented with a god in the middle and a incense table is set up. It does not live in people. The houses on both sides live in it.

"Why do every family here like to burn incense and worship Buddha?" Han Zhongwei asked Ding Chuan, who was standing beside him.

"Master, it's not just Heicheng, but the customs of the entire Daxia are like this. Whether it's an emperor, an official, or an ordinary person, every family holds a throne to respect ghosts and gods. Even before the army goes to war, they have to divine fortunes and ask for good or bad things." Ding Chuan is worthy of being the head of intelligence. Although he spent most of his time in the Jin Dynasty, he tells these customs and habits in a casual manner. Han Zhongwei felt aroused when he heard it, and even the army goes to war to seek good or bad things. This shows that feudal superstition has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. It seems that if he wants to develop Heicheng, he has to do a good job in this regard.

Having a decisive plan in his heart, Han Zhongwei's mood suddenly improved a lot. He didn't stay in Nancheng for a long time and returned to the main street.

"This restaurant is majestic." Han Zhongwei saw a two-story wooden building with a "high-rise building" standing out in the middle of a street to the east from afar.

"The owner of this restaurant was run by the family of the former Weifu Army Commander. The business was originally very prosperous, but with the army's development, it is unknown how business is now." Ding responded.

Now the business of Fulai Restaurant has certainly plummeted! When Han Zhongwei brought everyone to the second floor, there were only one table and two guests. You should know that Han Zhongwei had been shopping for a morning, and it was already noon. Han Zhongwei chose Zhang Linzun's table.

"Boss Zhang, how are your store dealings in recent days?" Han Zhongwei sat down on the Internet and heard a voice coming from another table.

"Oh, it's hard to describe it. The open number is made of fabrics. Now that people are almost exposing, there are no business to the door. However, Boss Zhao's rice shop should be prosperous, after all, everyone has to eat.

"The house run by Boss Zhang, who was opened by a cloth shop, looked sad at this moment.

"My place has also plummeted. I quit a few friends yesterday. It seems that it will take a long time to move to another place." Boss Zhao sighed.

"It seems that the Fulai Restaurant is no longer in its glory. It turns out that there are no spaces at this time, let alone the second floor. Now, look at it, Yue has almost become the two of you and me to book the venue." Boss Zhang said with a wry smile.

"I don't know where our Kehou offended the emperor. Although Heicheng has become his fiefdom, it is a border, so how can there be no army? Not to mention those Mongolian barbarians, we will not be able to make any decisions even when the bandits come." Boss Zhao was also worried. His rice shop was passed down from his ancestors, and he didn't say that he worked hard in his hands. At least he worked hard, but he didn't expect that the efforts of several generations of people would be gone.

Han Zhongwei's face was getting heavier and heavier when he heard it, but later he thought that if he were himself, they might not have had such an idea. The old man in his previous life said it well that if he wanted to do a good job in economic construction, he really needed a stable environment. What's more, he became his own private site, not only did he have to trade in a military base, but he also wanted to trade in a friendly place.

"Master, I'll teach these two people who speak wildly." Ding Chuan couldn't stand it anymore. In the end, he dared to blame the Marquis. It was really a birthday boy who hanged himself and thought his life was too long.

"No, let's discuss this matter again when you go back. Han Zhongwei said in a deep voice, if you want to change the people's concepts, it is useless to rely on teaching Mao a few people, but it is harmful.

"Old master of the village, I'm afraid you will have to help you with this matter." On the way back, Han Zhongwei smiled at Li Xiongba.

"The Marquis is too polite. If you have something to say, the old man sold more than 100 pounds to you, Li Xiongba laughed loudly. He came to Heicheng to entrust Li Tian to Han Zhongwei. After Han Zhongwei became the leader of the village, he did not use Li Tian. In addition, this time he learned that Zhong Wei was already a marquis. Instead of returning to Heifengshe, it would be better to follow him to do something.

When he returned to the prefect's office, Han Zhongwei called Ma Wanli. He originally wanted to notify Zhang Zhongtong and the others, but he didn't expect that when he went out shopping, they had already arrived at the prefect's office. Ma Wanli was accompanying Zhang Zhong to use tea.

Nowadays, Ma Wanli and Zhang Zhongtong seem to have changed their identities. Although Ma Wanli is still the prefect of Heicheng. Zhang Zhongtong is just the shopkeeper of Dake Cement Factory. But who is the Dake Cement Factory is the business of the Marquis? Now the entire Heicheng belongs to the Marquis, and Ma Wanli is just the Marquis worker. In terms of intimacy and distantness, he is not as good as Zhang Zhongtong.

Faced with Ma Wanli's careful response and flattery, Zhang Zhongtong was also very moved. He had to deal with Ma Wanli even once, but now, the prefect respects him as a guest of honor. This is all because of the young master.

"Okay, everyone is here. Let's hold a meeting to discuss the future development of Heicheng. Han Zhongwei held the first Heicheng management personnel meeting in Ma Wanli's original study. In addition to Ma Wanli and Zhang Zhongtong, there were also Li Xiongba, Li Tian, ​​Li Lingyun, Ding Chuan, Bi Zaiyu and others who came online.

Looking at the people sitting, Han Zhongwei realized his lack of talent. Except for Ma Wanli, no one here has the experience of governing a city and a place. Even if he had not had hundreds of years of experience than him, he could only be an audience.

"The Marquis is so serious." Ma Wanli said immediately. Although the Marquis here is the highest official position, he knew that in the Marquis' eyes, he might be the last one.

"Three things are to build a city, cultivate Buddhism, and build a warehouse." Han Zhongwei said slowly.

"Build a city, cultivate Buddha, build a warehouse? Building a city is easy to do. There are nearly 10,000 young and middle-aged people in the city now. However, the walls of Heicheng are strong and durable, and there seems to be no need to cultivate them anymore. As for practicing Buddhism and building a warehouse, please let the Marquis say it clearly." Seeing everyone's calm faces, Ma Wanli, who is the parents of Heicheng, had to be the first to be the first.

He could understand that the army in the city is transferred away now, and even if the marquis' subordinates fight ten, they may not be able to ensure the stability of the Heicheng. And the use of cultivating Buddhism and building a warehouse is indeed unknown.

"Zhang Zhongtong, how much cement is there in the cement factory now? Xiao Han Zhongwei asked. "400,000 kilograms, 200,000 kilograms can be produced every month from now on." Although Zhang Zhongtong learned a few days in advance that his son was named Kehou, the young master did not give him instructions and he did not dare to come to greet him. It was still Ding Chuan who conveyed the news yesterday and rushed over today. There were 200 Dake guards who came with him, who were already patrolling the city wall at this time.

Four hundred thousand jin sounds a lot, but in fact, there are still many lacks when building houses, especially city walls. But now I have to rely on manpower to do everything, and there are no mechanization, and there will be two hundred thousand jin every month in the future, so I should be able to keep up with the progress.

"Zhongtong, have you been to Heicheng for nearly half a year? Why have you only saved 400,000 kilograms of goods? You must know that you can produce 200,000 kilograms every month." Li Xiongba didn't know why cement was. But he could settle the accounts. He could produce 200,000 kilograms a month, but Zhang Zhongtong is only 400,000 kilograms now. Did he work in vain a few months?

"Old Li" Brother, the cement factory was built in the month. It turned out that the goods we produced were used tightly, so we only saved this little." Zhang Zhongtong smiled bitterly. At first, Han Zhongwei ordered that the cement produced should not be given to the Heicheng army, and the cement factory's own house wall should be built. Zhang Zhongtong also firmly implemented this order. Even if there are only one hundred people in the cement factory, it can at least block the attack of one army.

"Since there are 400,000 kilograms, the city wall can be strengthened first, and this matter will be left to Lord Ma. I will draw a drawing for you later, and then you will build it according to the drawing." Han Zhongwei said. The city wall can be regarded as the first lifeline of a city. It is absolutely impossible to make the city wall tall and stable when it is not able to attack others. This will also make the people of Heicheng feel at ease.

"Give up the order." Ma Wanli didn't expect that the Marquis' first task was handed over to him. He was extremely excited and excited.

"Building a city wall can not only allow young and middle-aged people to go, but also allow women and women to participate. You must know that women can support half of the sky." Han Zhongwei knew that the people in the city had already walked a little bit, and the faster the city wall was built, the more comfortable he could sleep.

"The Marquis' High Reply." Although Ma Wanli was a little dissatisfied with the woman's appearance in public, he did not dare to question it in front of the Marquis's face.

"I wonder what kind of Buddha the Marquis is going to cultivate? Xiao Dingchuan knew that the Marquis had this idea, it must have only been after he went to Nancheng in the morning.

"We will practice any Buddha that the people believe in. Of course, our Buddha is bigger than what they worship at home." Han Zhongwei said with a smile.

"I don't know how big it is?"

"It's three feet tall no matter how hard it is.

"Han Zhongwei said lightly.
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