The next day, Wang Ba convened a meeting with all cadres.
This time, Zhang Chuchen was just listening, and she didn't want to participate in it anymore.
"Bozi, I think the most important thing is to find a coal mine here. If the ships coming from Chang'an can add coal here, then more grain will be transported each time. So I should ask His Highness the King of Qin for advice on this report.
, we have coal mines here and there!”
"Okay, this is a good idea. I will reward you with five coins!" Wang Ba laughed.
"Bangzi, there are so many loaches here that we can't count them. It seems that the Japanese people don't eat them. We have good cooks and good snow salt. These loaches are a great supplement. Let's pack hundreds of thousands of catties first.
If you can’t finish it, you can pick it up. It’s hard to say what’s going on at sea. We have food in our hands and we’re not in need!”
"Okay, if you mention this well, I will be rewarded with five coins!" Wang Ba continued to laugh heartily.
…
The former gangsters and robbers were very excited and brought forward everything no matter whether it was useful or not. Wang Ba gave everyone a verbal reward without exception, not to mention five pieces of money. Wang Ba now wanted to collect enough.
Twenty copper coins is a difficult task, but there are mountains of silver, but that stuff is not worth eating.
At the end, Wang Ba slammed the table hard: "Brothers, there is a mountain of silver at our feet. Don't blame me for being cruel. This mountain of silver has been marked by the Prince of Qin's Palace. Who the hell doesn't understand the rules? Look at the green dragon and the moon in someone's hand!"
Wang Ba likes Qinglong Yanyue so much. Both the sword itself and the name are full of domineering power.
"There are only three rules. No internal fighting. If you are unconvinced about rewards and punishments, come to me for comment. The last one is don't kill people indiscriminately. What you are killing is a slave, but damn you and the bastards under your command.
But you must know that if there are fewer slaves and less work, we will cut off our brother’s reward. Whoever prevents my count from getting it, I will cut him off!"
City building, management, civil administration, military administration. In all of these, people like Wang Ba are third-rate people.
However, these guys are experts at occupying land, building cottages, and robbing money and women.
After lecturing his men, Wang Ba gathered all the prisoners in Izumo City into the open space. There were also some former civilians here, but what they were wearing was beyond description.
Mere dilapidation is no longer enough to describe their poverty.
"I am the biggest boss here. If you listen to me, you will eat well and wear well. If you don't obey, you will be chopped to death!" Wang Ba has no language talent, which is enough to prove that God is fair. His talent lies in the sword.
, not in terms of culture. But Wang Ba has educated people under his command.
A Goguryeo slave who was about thirty years old, dressed in the uniform of the top Goguryeo nobles, equipped with a decorative sword inlaid with countless gems, and holding a book of the Analects of Confucius in his hand, walked up to Wang Ba.
Although he is a slave, he is equipped with the waist badge of the Prince of Qin of the Tang Dynasty.
Even Wang Ba gave him some face.
This Goguryeo slave used three different Japanese dialects to speak Wang Ba's language again, and added at the end: "I am a slave, but my master is noble. Those are the stars in the sky and the gods living on earth. So.
This time, thirty young people are recruited to study with my master. After you show your loyalty and your talents..."
The Goguryeo slave steward flicked his wide sleeves, knowing that the width of the sleeves represented status.
Especially in the Prince of Qin's palace who increasingly worships Hanfu, the sleeves of the scribes represent your status and identity. For example, the sleeves of Yu Shinan, the calligraphy and poetry teacher of the Prince of Qin, just two sleeves are enough to make two long skirts for Qiuxiang.
. But this is the identity, the robe of a famous person in the Han Dynasty.
Although this Goguryeo slave is wearing Goguryeo clothes, the sleeves also tend to be Hanfu.
His status is not enough, he is only one foot tall. You must know that the width of Yu Shinan's sleeves has reached the hem of his gown. This is the ultimate celebrity.
By shaking his sleeves, he is showing his identity to the poor people on the island.
"The royal family of Goguryeo is nothing more than that. If you have the opportunity to listen to a word of instruction in front of my master, when you come back here, the royal family here will bow his head in front of you, because you are the truly noble ones. No matter what
Men and women, as long as you think you have talent, come and stand for election!"
Pieces of rainbow brocade were brought up, fans of pork, bags of white rice, stainless steel cross-knives, leather boots, and leather shoes.
These things are treasures in the northern part of Japan, which is originally poor and not yet fully civilized.
"If he is chosen, his family will be rewarded. His status here will also be promoted from the lowest slave to three extremes." The Goguryeo slave said loudly.
Suddenly, his tone changed: "Two years ago, I was just a lowly slave in a wealthy businessman in Goguryeo. I never had enough to eat, wore the shabbiest clothes, and worked the hardest. But right now
During the years when I was a slave, the merchant did business with the Japanese islands and the Tang Dynasty, and he also taught me some words from the Japanese islands and the Tang Dynasty."
This Goguryeo slave actually cried.
Wang Ba was also stunned for a moment, you don’t have to act like this, the grown man really cried!
But looking at it again, it doesn’t seem like it’s acting.
"One day, our Goguryeo army was defeated. I was a slave anyway, and was sold to the Tang Dynasty again by the Mohe people. My master, he is a star in the sky, he is a god on earth. He sent people to teach me writing and reading.
The clothes I wear are more gorgeous than those of my master back then, and the food I eat is something that not even the Goguryeo royal family can afford. Praise my master, he is a star in the sky and a god on earth!"
This Goguryeo slave went a little crazy and knelt down in the direction of Chang'an City.
"Well, translator Park has worked hard, please help him to rest." Wang Ba felt a little strange, because he didn't know what the Goguryeo man said, and it didn't seem to be what he had just said.
Fortunately, Wang Ba had more than one translator, as well as two minor officials sent by the Ministry of Rites of the Tang Dynasty.
This clerk was a formal official, and his status here was not low. However, he knew the rules. He treated Wang Ba as a subordinate and whispered to Wang Ba what the Goguryeo man had just said in Chinese.
, Wang Ba was also deeply moved, but he did not call himself Lao Tzu in front of official officials, but said: "I also have a deep understanding that when the roaring mountains and forests were there, it was far from what it is now, and three years later, I thought it would be
better."
"Xiaguan also thinks so. Xiaguan has been practicing here for three years and will be at least a fifth-rank official when he returns to Chang'an."
"Then go ahead and pick something. When they come back, they can help us take care of these Japanese people."
"I'm going to go now."
Wang Ba has slowly gotten used to it, using curse words with gangsters and politeness with formal officials. This is a matter of status and face.
Recently, Wang Ba has started to learn to write.
When that treasure-like thing is placed in front of you, no one will be moved.
The life of a slave was only worth two kilograms of rice in Japan. It would be impossible to wrap his body in silk. That whole piece of silk, that bright color, a piece of cloth for a life.
They are willing, not to mention that they are slaves themselves and their lives are no longer worth anything.
"Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."
Wang Ba turned his head and glanced at the wooden cage over there. A man about thirty years old was screaming strangely, which Wang Ba couldn't understand at all.
The civil servant whispered in front of Wang Ba: "He said that his family's name is the Ichijo family, and he is the elder of the city lord. He knows thousands of Chinese characters, and he also knows how to do arithmetic and manage accounts. He is willing to exchange himself for a piece of silk
, they are nobles, they must have dignity even if they are captured as slaves, and then he hopes that the silk will be used as a dowry for his daughter, and then let his son go to Datang to study with him like him, and then it is nonsense
."
Wang Ba said with a cold face: "He said he doesn't want to be a slave?"
"Well, His Highness didn't say that everyone must be a slave. Anyway, those who work for us are good people, and the rest are slaves. Besides, it doesn't make any difference to us whether they are slaves or not!"
The civil servant was coming up with ideas again.
When Wang Ba heard this, he nodded vigorously: "Gao Ming, you scholars are really smart. I'll teach you twenty more words tonight. Go ahead and do it for me!"
What's silk?
What Wang Ba brought was all the goods that were at the bottom of the warehouse, and all the really good goods were taken away by Gao Baiyang in exchange for gold.
A piece of rainbow brocade with an impure color, two pieces of burlap, two pieces of fine white linen, a stone of rice, and a pig leg. These things are worth it for an obedient Japanese islander Wang Ba, not to mention that they are a family.
The so-called family elder is only over fifty years old, but he seems to be a shrewd old man.
He is good at choosing and knows what it means to follow the right master, and he can also see that these people, even the leader holding a huge stainless steel sword, is just a samurai captain. This is a huge organization with a strict organization.
power.
After being released from the wooden cage, he whispered to the civil official who distributed the reward to him: "May I ask how much wealth your master has, how many warriors, how many slaves?"
"Ha!" The civil servant laughed dryly, but he didn't know how to answer.
"What did he say?" Wang Ba asked fiercely.
The civil servant said the question to Wang Ba in Chinese, and Wang Ba laughed: "A person like this will not even have a seat in front of His Highness. Being able to stand at the door of the tent is a sign of respect for him. We, His Highness the King of Qin, still have wealth."
Are you going to talk about wealth?"
The civil servant thought for a while and then said to the elder of the Ichijo family: "Our leader needs a low-level person in front of the master. At most, he is equivalent to a small leader of your samurai here. When it comes to wealth, no one can calculate it clearly. When it comes to
There are millions of slaves, but the guy like that just now is still not in the mainstream!"
"My Ichijo family is willing to swear allegiance to the death!"
Is this allegiance?
The civil servants were surprised, and so were the kings and tyrants. How much money and how many warriors did they have determine their allegiance?
A few days later, the largest city with wooden walls and a radius of 500 miles fell into the hands of Wang Ba. About 400,000 taels of silver and 3,000 taels of gold were packed up by Wang Ba, and he sent a hundred of his elite men to escort 800 taels of gold. The slave led and led thirty special slaves towards the seaside. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)