The fort is adjacent to the Sancha River and the Great Wall of Liao Dynasty. It is considered a small water and land strategic point.
Around Xining Fort, there were many military households living in the Ming Dynasty, but now things have changed. The fort is still there, the water and soil remain, and the residents living in this land have completely changed into something new.
The Duke's Mansion of the Liao Kingdom was built next to the fort, which used to be the Pang family's house.
After Pang Chunlai retired from old age and returned to his hometown, he has been looking for his relatives and fellow villagers. He couldn't find his relatives, but he found a few fellow villagers, which made him feel a little relieved.
In early summer, the weather is perfect.
There was a deck chair placed in the yard. The guards carried Pang Chunlai to the yard, and with the help of several servants, he carefully placed him on the deck chair to bask in the sun.
The Duke of Liao suffered from hemiplegia, and in severe cases he even lost consciousness.
He seemed to be in better spirits that day. Pang Chunlai grinned and his words were slightly unclear: "Qingya, do you still remember that we went to Shandong to take the exam together?"
Li Mengsi, also known as Qingya, like Pang Chunlai, was a descendant of the hereditary military attache of the Ming Dynasty.
When the Tatars came to attack, Li Mengsi fled to the pass, and then to Shaanxi, where he went to his father's former homeland. At that time, there were many armies in the army, and Li Mengsi was also in the army, and they also followed him to pay. Later, he returned to Shaanxi and escaped from Li Zicheng.
Go south.
After going round and round, Li Mengsi became a citizen of the new dynasty, responded to the immigration policy and returned to Liaodong, settled in the fields, and worked hard in farming and studying.
Due to the lack of educated people, it was learned that Li Mengsi had served as a civil servant, and local officials even hired him as a teacher.
From the newspaper, Li Mengsi learned that his former classmate became a government official, but he still taught in a rural primary school. When the county opened a middle school, Li Mengsi was transferred to teach in the middle school. When he retired, he was already the principal of the county middle school.
Li Mengsi's body was still strong. He took the tea from the maid and looked at the blue sky and fell into memories: "At that time, other scholars took the sea route, but the two of us chose to go by land together. We traveled all the way to the Daming River and Mountains, passing through
Shanhaiguan, visit North Zhili, and take the canal from Tianjin to Shandong."
A smile appeared on Pang Chunlai's face. Due to hemiplegia, his smile was rather stiff: "Do you still remember the young lady of conductor Pingshan Wei Deng?"
"Why don't you remember?" Li Mengsi also laughed, "Your father and Commander Deng are old acquaintances. When you passed Dongchang Mansion, you brought your famous assassin to pay a visit, and Commander Deng stayed with us for a few days. The daughter-in-law of the Deng family, 20 years old
Fang Fifteen, you are not married yet. When we first met, your eyes were straight."
Pang Chunlai wanted to laugh, but couldn't open his mouth wide: "Your eyeballs almost fell to the ground."
Li Mengsi shook his head and said in a funny tone: "You and I got into a jealous fight. I didn't have an engagement at that time, so it was time for me to pursue a beautiful woman. You have an engagement, but you still want to rob me. You are really shameless."
Pang Chunlai recalled: "I still remember that she was wearing a emerald lake silk blouse, which was a new style popular in Yangzhou. The sleeves were narrower, fresh and neat. The hair accessories were not complicated, with only a jade hairpin inserted, and the pendant was
A lake pearl, it swayed in the wind as we walked. We rushed in carelessly and almost bumped into her..."
Li Mengsi said: "It seems that you are sincere. Decades have passed and you still remember it so clearly. I have forgotten the appearance of Deng's daughter, and I can't remember what she was wearing. I can only vaguely remember her rolling her eyes.
That pretty look, so cute and charming, hahahaha!"
"Sigh, I don't know if she is still alive now." Pang Chunlai sighed.
Li Mengsi said: "I hope my old friend is well."
Pang Chunlai asked someone to inquire and found out that his first love had married in Yanzhou and fled with her husband's family to Jiangsu. At that time, the war was in turmoil and the plague was prevalent, so it was not known that he died on the way.
The two of them were silent and no longer spoke.
After a long time, Li Mengsi suddenly said: "I have often dreamed in the past two years, dreaming of returning to the last year of Wanli. When the snow melted in spring, we, a group of classmates from the School of Health, met to go horseback riding and went for an outing. We sang and laughed and talked about killing the Tatars to serve the country. My brother Li Mengzhou
, it seems that he has never surrendered to the Tartars and treason, and he is still the same passionate young man as before."
"Don't mention... mention him, cough cough cough cough!" Pang Chunlai suddenly became excited, and the muscles in his face were trembling.
Pang Chunlai adopted four sons and one daughter. The daughter is already married, and the three sons are working as officials in other places. Only the youngest son is left to fulfill his filial piety.
At this time, the youngest son helped him sit up and patted his back to help Pang Chunlai.
Li Mengsi was in tears, as if recalling unbearable past events. Suddenly, Li Mengsi covered his face with his hands, lying on his legs with his entire upper body, and sat there sobbing alone.
"Dang Dang Dang, Dang Dang Dang!"
Someone knocked on the door outside and asked as he walked through the door: "Who is it?"
The official outside the door shouted: "We are from the county. The prince is about to arrive at the Duke's Mansion. He has entered the county's boundaries. County Magistrate Chen asked me to inform him in advance."
"Prince?"
The doorman immediately quickened his pace, opened the door and welcomed the official in.
The imperial court assigned guards to the Duke of Liao's mansion. Pang Chunlai didn't like large crowds, so he only had four guards left, and they didn't have to stand guard at the gate.
When I heard that the prince was coming, the servants in the house began to get busy, and four guards also stood guard around the clock.
After waiting for several days, the prince finally arrived. He did not go to the county seat, but ran directly to the countryside to visit the Duke of Liao. After waiting for a while, the county officials learned that the prince had gone around the city, and hurriedly chased him in groups.
Pang Chunlai was carried to the gate and lay down. As soon as the prince's guards who opened the way arrived, the adopted son and the male servant helped him up and stood up.
Zhao Kuanghuan had long heard that Pang Chunlai was paralyzed. Seeing this, he quickly stepped forward, supported him and said, "I can't help it. The old gentleman is physically inconvenient. Don't hurt the younger generation."
"It's okay, I can still stand firm." Pang Chunlai said.
Zhao Kuanghuan turned around and bent down, forcibly picked up Pang Chunlai on his back, and carried the old man towards the door in front of everyone's surprised eyes.
Pang Chunlai no longer followed the rules. He lay on Zhao Kuanghuan's back and said with a smile: "I loved you so much when I was a child. How are you doing lately, my dear grandson?"
Zhao Kuanghuan said as he walked: "It's very good, so is my father."
Pang Chunlai asked: "I read in the newspaper. Last year they were attacking the Western Regions, and they said they had recovered Yarkand in the Tang Dynasty. Are they still fighting now?"
Zhao Kuanghuan said: "When my grandson left Beijing, he had already recovered Congling, and it seemed that he wanted to attack his hometown of Dawan."
"Okay, okay, Your Majesty's great career will be accomplished!" Pang Chunlai was very happy.
Behind the two of them, a large group of people ran after them, but they did not dare to disturb their conversation.
When they came to the courtyard, Pang Chunlai said: "It's right here. I don't like to go into the house. Sitting in the house feels like it will get moldy."
The recliner had been brought over, Zhao Kuanghuan put Pang Chunlai down, and then the county officials came to see the prince and the Duke of Liao.
Pang Chunlai pointed at Li Mengsi and said: "These are my former classmates in health studies, Li Mengsi and Li Qingya."
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Li Mengsi bowed his hands.
Zhao Kuanghuan returned the greeting and said, "Well, sir."
Li Mengsi said: "I don't dare, the prince is in trouble."
Pang Chunlai pointed at another person: "The county magistrate Chen Huanliang of this county is pretty good at politics, but he is very annoying. He comes to bother me several times a year."
Zhao Kuanghuan immediately understood what he meant, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Magistrate Chen, for taking care of me."
"It's your duty, it's your duty." Chen Huanliang said quickly.
Pang Chunlai fainted several times. As the magistrate of the county, Chen Huanliang dared not to visit the Duke. He even brought Korean ginseng to the door every time.
Pang Chunlai asked: "How many children does Your Highness have?"
Zhao Kuanghuan replied: "Three sons and two daughters, and one son died in infancy."
Pang Chunlai said: "The prince has been married for many years and has only five children. He still needs to work hard." He added, "It doesn't matter if you don't lust after women, you can be a good emperor in the future."
"My father was at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, so I didn't think that far ahead." Zhao Kuanghuan said.
Pang Chunlai asked: "You said in your letter that you have started to approve memorials?"
Zhao Kuanghuan said: "Some matters, both big and small, need to be reported to the cabinet, and my father found it cumbersome, so he asked me to deal with them, and handed them over to my father for review afterwards. My grandson is stupid and can't handle it well, so he has been punished.
My father reprimanded me several times."
"Are you convinced after being scolded? Tell the truth." Pang Chunlai said with a smile.
Zhao Kuanghuan said: "I am convinced."
Pang Chunlai said: "You're too convinced. You've been just like your father since you were a child. You always have your own ideas. You may be submissive on the outside, but you must be dissatisfied on the inside."
"How dare you? My father is a holy king in this world, and he must be doing the right thing in handling government affairs." Of course Zhao Kuanghuan would not admit it.
Pang Chunlai guessed that his sanity was affected by his illness, and he was not as cautious as before. The more he said, the more outrageous he said: "My tomb has been repaired, why hasn't the emperor's tomb been built yet?"
Zhao Kuanghuan sighed: "Father, I have deep meaning."
Pang Chunlai said: "If it's inconvenient, you can tell me alone tonight." Suddenly, he pointed at Chen Zhixian again, "I don't want you to run away in vain, come here and report on your political achievements."
Chen Huanliang looked a little embarrassed because his thoughts were revealed.
Zhao Kuanghuan said: "If you are asked to say it, just say it."
Chen Huanliang said with sincerity and fear: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, there are more than 103,000 registered residents in this county. In the two years since I took office, more than 6,000 acres of new wasteland have been opened up. In addition, people have been organized to dredge rivers and build river embankments. This county has
The county's Changguang Road has been reopened."
"What is Changguang Road?" Zhao Kuanghuan asked.
Chen Huanliang said: "Reporting to Your Highness, the Liaohe River and the Daliaohe River were still one in the Yuan Dynasty. In the fifth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the river course was divided into two, namely the Liaohe River and the Daliaohe River. The Daliaohe River was newly branched, and the surrounding water network was complex.
Due to sedimentation, the river bed is gradually raised and the river course is constantly changing. The area in central Liaocheng is mostly swamp, also known as Liaoze."
"During the pre-Ming Dynasty, roads and rivers were dredged and long and wide roads were built, starting from Haizhou in the east and ending in this county in the west. If the baggage in the pass takes the land route, when it reaches this county, it must take the long and wide road before it can be transported to Haizhou and Shenyang. Ming Dynasty
At the end of the day, due to river siltation and flooding, the Changguang Road was abandoned, and neither Chongzhen nor the Tatars were able to repair it."
"When we regained Liaodong, our supplies mostly traveled by sea, so we were not in a hurry to repair Changguang Road. In recent years, the population of Liaodong has increased day by day, and it is urgent to restore land transportation. Therefore, the province issued a decree requiring the restoration of Changguang Road. Prefect Yu gave the order
Our two counties are working together to dredge and restore traffic."
"The county has restored long and wide roads, and the construction period is half a year faster than that of neighboring counties, and it does not disturb the residents too much."
Zhao Kuanghuan nodded in approval: "Good!"
The Daliao River, like the Yellow River, has a lot of sediment and often changes its course. Even in New China hundreds of years later, the Daliao River changed its course three times.
At this time, the Daliao River and nearby water networks were covered with swamps.
The Ming Dynasty had been draining swamp water and turning the swamp into cultivated land. The late Ming Dynasty was busy with wars, and the river channel was in a mess. The Ming Dynasty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not dredge. The river water overflowed and poured out, and the swamp area slowly increased.
Nowadays, the new dynasty of Datong is busy draining swamps, clearing wasteland, dredging rivers, and cleaning up water networks.
Don't talk about protecting wetlands, productivity has not developed to that point yet.
Chen Huanliang said proudly: "This county is the county with the most rice planting in the entire Northeast. Most of the reclaimed swamps have been turned into fertile farmland, which can feed countless people."
