From Peiping to Dagu, you can drive there in half a day. As a seaport and naval base, Dagu Port has been fully equipped with various facilities after several years of construction. It is now a big port, and there are not only military camps on the port , there are also many warehouses and hotels. Although they are not as prosperous as Peking, they are still crowded at this time.
Jiangnan's fleet returned, not only bringing back most of the Jingzhong Guards, but also hundreds of boxes of books. Through the conveyor belt, these book boxes were unloaded from the ship to the dock, and then transported by stevedores on carts The whole process of sealing the warehouse is semi-mechanized and requires few people to carry or carry it, so working on the dock is not a chore.
The pier was busy, but the dining area next to the pier was full of joy. These young loyal guards gathered in small groups in small groups to drink and talk and laugh to their heart's content, recounting every detail of life outside. They were also talking about the changes in Beiping City in the past few years. After all, they had been away for too long and now they were finally "going home".
In the hotel area, there were hundreds of men, women, and children standing there with some restraint, waiting for the receptionist to arrange accommodation. These people were carrying large and small bags. They looked like refugees, but in fact they were from the Ming Dynasty with their families. Famous Confucian families who migrated here. They left the Ming Dynasty and came to Beiping City. Of course, they did not come to enjoy the mountains and rivers, but to seek refuge.
These people are shabbily dressed, and many of them are arrogant. Needless to say, they are all poor scholars who did not get along well in the Ming Dynasty. And judging from their age, it can be concluded that they are old scholars who have repeatedly failed to pass the exam. After all, The Ming Dynasty resumed the imperial examination in the 18th year of Hongwu's reign. Over the past ten years, there have been several major purges in the officialdom. Those who passed the examination were able to become officials, and only poor scholars did not get official positions.
Of course, failing to pass the examination does not mean that these old scholars are uneducated. After all, after decades of reading, no matter how high their knowledge is, they must be able to write a single word, because the style of study in the Ming Dynasty was In this way, only those with good handwriting can claim to be scholars, but those with ugly handwriting and misspelled words cannot even pass the children's examination.
These people are here to compile books, and Wan Lei does not need them to have too much knowledge. As long as they can be serious and responsible, careful enough, and try not to write typos, that is enough. Of course, the level of the reviewers must be higher. After all, a "Huadian" is related to the reputation of Beiping Province. It does not mean that there cannot be any typos, but that there should be as few as possible.
In addition, people who can write well will be able to engrave good calligraphy after a short period of training. This is also a necessary quality for recorders. After all, after the "Huadian" is completed, it will not be shelved, but many copies will be printed. The ministry is used to issue documents to the world. Of course, ink printing requires the use of many wax paper plates, which need to be engraved word by word by the engraver.
In addition to engraving, it also needs to be typed and bound. As a book that contains hundreds of schools of thought, "Huadian" needs to be divided into categories and indexed for easy retrieval. This project is even more huge. In short, compiling a book "Huadian" is comparable to a critical battle, involving thousands of "intellectuals" and spending hundreds of thousands of dollars.
"Yu Zhenmu, a family of four, will temporarily live in Room 05. Xiao Li, you are responsible for taking them there and helping them fill out the registration form so that the personnel from the household registration department can help them register." In front of the crowd, there was a man in his forties. A 20-year-old middle-aged woman is leading a group of staff who are busy. After all, there are too many people, and it is really difficult to manage at the same time.
"Liu Chun, a family of six, are temporarily staying in Room 06. Xiaobing, you..." Before the middle-aged woman had finished sending her hair, she saw four elite guards in black uniforms appearing, protecting a man. There was a man wearing a dark blue uniform and a purple gauze hat. She recognized him as Wan Lei at a glance, and was about to drop what she was doing and go over to greet him.
However, Wan Lei waved his hand to indicate that she did not need to be polite, and then turned to the old academics waiting at the spot and said: "Everyone has taken the trouble to come all the way. Wan is honored. We, officials at all levels in Beiping Province, We will do our best to ensure everyone's life, so please don't have any worries."
These people didn't know Wan Lei, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions, so they had no choice but to obey. Wan Lei was not in a hurry to introduce himself. Anyway, these people had already fallen into his "crowd", and they would still have a long time to get along with each other in the future. Wan Lei was confident, By the way you "regulate" people, sooner or later these people will become loyal to you.
"Old gentleman, I wonder where you are from?" Wan Lei walked towards an old man with gray hair who looked about seventy or eighty years old and asked warmly.
"The old man is from Wu County. His surname is Yu and his given name is Zhenmu. The cursive character is Youli." Although the old man is old, he is still very energetic. However, there are only a teenage boy and two young women behind him. , it seems that the family is not prosperous.
"Mr. Yu is from Wu County. Wuxian is a great place. The ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River that has been around for thousands of years cannot be compared to our city of Beiping. But don't worry, although our place is simple, we are also hospitable and we will not neglect you." You are old." Wan Lei gently patted the old man's hand to reassure him.
"Wuxian County is good, but the wolves, tigers and leopards are in power, and the people are in dire straits. The old man escaped with a handful of old bones. I wonder if he can be buried in his hometown in the future." The old man's expression was a little sad. Although he left his hometown to survive, he still hoped. Fallen leaves return to their roots.
"You are going strong and you will definitely be over a hundred years old. Before you turn a hundred, we will definitely be able to go to Wuxian County to have a look. Then, maybe I will ask you to be my tour guide." Wan Lei grinned.
"Haha, according to Young Master's auspicious words, if I can return to my homeland, I will be a tour guide for Young Master even if I am crawling." Although Yu Zhenmu is old, he is not confused. He heard from Wan Lei's words that the Peking Army had already There is an intention to advance the Ming Dynasty, which is certainly what he is happy to see.
A good bird chooses a good tree to live in, and a famous official chooses a good master to work. If he didn't want to hang out with a promising boss, he wouldn't have wandered north. There were many people around Yu Zhenmu, and they were secretly glad: Maybe I really came to the right place this time.
"You've been working hard all the way, so go back to your room and rest first. Tomorrow morning, we will arrange a carriage to take you into the city. There are also houses in the city for you to stay. In short, you don't have to worry about anything, just settle down and settle down."
"Sir, we came to the north to find work, not to be guests. We know what to do, but we just don't know how to arrange the work?" Yu Zhenmu asked.
"There is no need to worry about this. We compile and edit the canon. We have more than a thousand talents. As long as they have a skill, they can be appointed according to their talents and paid a salary. Even if they don't have a skill, as long as they are proficient in writing, as long as they have short-term training, You can get a job by making samples. So, if you don't dare to do nothing, you are afraid that you don't want to do it. Now, even the editor-in-chief's subordinates are still short of assistants. Anyone who is knowledgeable and talented can apply, and the salary will be generous."
"That's good, so we can rest assured." Everyone nodded in agreement. They are readers of sages. What they love most is face, and what they pay most attention to is integrity. They would rather starve to death than eat the food that is brought to them. From now on, they will have to support themselves. If they are paid according to their talents and contributions, they will not have much ideological baggage.
After appeasing these new scholars, Wan Lei went to the dining area to meet the loyal guards who were drinking heavily. But by this time, the news of Mr. Wan's visit had spread, and those guys who were so drunk that their faces were red and their necks were thick were looking for them. The locals sobered up and gathered in the small square as quickly as possible, waiting for Wan Lei to come to "review".
The person in charge of this group of Jingzhong Guards is a division-level officer named Li Mingyuan. He has been responsible for commanding the Jingzhong Guards in the Jiangnan area. His subordinates call him the leader, and his rank in the Jingzhong Guards is only one level lower than Zhang Yan. He is responsible for the most important area and can be said to have a high position of authority.
The reason why Li Mingyuan was assigned this important task was, of course, because he and Wan Lei were close friends of life and death. In the Battle of Peking that year, he fought desperately beside Wan Lei and even blocked a knife for Wan Lei. There is this part In life-and-death friendship, he is certainly one of the people Wan Lei trusts the most.
In total, Li Mingyuan has been sent out for a few years. He has not seen Wan Lei for such a long time, so he is a little unfamiliar, and he is really scared in his heart. After all, the Jingzhong Guards are the most disciplined, and when he is working in Jiangnan, some He really doesn't follow the rules when it comes to doing things. If he were to be held accountable, he would also be punished.
However, Li Mingyuan's worries were somewhat unnecessary. Although Wan Lei seemed ruthless, he was always tolerant of those who broke the law and committed crimes. He was always tolerant of his brothers. As long as the brothers of the Peking Army violated the law without knowing it, It was a military rule that he would turn a blind eye if he made small mistakes. After all, if the water is clear, there will be no fish.
Of course, not dealing with it does not mean ignoring it. Wan Lei will always use various methods to punish generals who violate disciplines, such as transfer, demotion, or even dismissal in serious cases. However, every general in the Peking Army We are all human beings, and no one is stupid enough to ruin their own future for a small gain. In other words, the elite and loyal guards who are sent outside will make some small mistakes from time to time. What's more, they were in a dangerous situation in the enemy's camp.
"Don't just stand there stupidly. If you want to drink, go ahead and drink. Come and drink with joy. If anyone is not drunk, he will be punished to stand guard tonight." Wan Lei glanced at these guys and cursed with a smile.
"Ah, yes, you won't come home until you're drunk." These loyal guards laughed heartily, because they knew that after several years of seeing each other, Mr. Wan is still so approachable, unofficial, and informal...
The elite guards dispersed in a hurry, leaving only Li Mingyuan behind. Wan Lei waved his hand, indicating that he should walk and talk.
"How many books did you get back this time?" Wan Lei was most concerned about this. After all, repairing books also requires a foundation.
"There are more than 14 million volumes. Along the way, my subordinates also sent people to classify them. Excluding the duplicates, there are still 2.7 million volumes, which are combined into 170,000 volumes. However, some of the single copies are incomplete. .." Li Mingyuan answered truthfully.
"Well, that's good. These millions of books are enough." Wan Lei nodded, looked away from Jia Mian's eyes, and said, "I have worked hard for you in the past few years. I wonder what your plans are in the future? Whether you continue Whether it's the military, politics or business, I will try my best to meet your requirements."
"This, I haven't decided yet. I still want to stay in Jingzhongwei. After all, I am familiar with this place. However, my father wants me to get married as soon as possible so as to leave a queen for the family, so..." Li Mingyuan He said with some embarrassment.
"Your father has been looking forward to having grandchildren for a long time. This is human nature. Let me give you a few months of paid leave first. You can spend time with your parents at home and marry a virtuous wife. As for what you will do in the future, Come back to me when you think about it."
"I understand, sir. Thank you for your concern."
"My brothers, don't say such things." Wan Lei patted Li Mingyuan on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Tell me which girl you like, and I will be your matchmaker."