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Chapter 413 Listen to this, is this even a chapter about people?
Wang Guangyang understands the need for road construction.
Wang Guangyang could understand why the roadbed had to be dug more than three feet deep.
After all, no one has ever built roads with gravel and cement like you, Yang the Madman.
Moreover, those road-building laborers were all prisoners who had been exiled, so they were used without any concern for their well-being.
The standards for road construction should be higher, and the roads should be built to a lifespan of several decades or even hundreds of years. You can do whatever you want with this.
But what the hell is this, taking up a ten-zhang-wide area to build a road?
Yes, you only built one zhang wide, leaving the remaining nine zhang unused, but that's still nine zhang of empty land, you bastard!
This wouldn't be a big deal if it happened in Ningyang County, since it's just a county.
But this is Dengzhou Prefecture!
This prefecture governs ten counties, and you're using such a large area to build roads?
What Wang Guangyang found even more unacceptable was that there was more than one road in Zhaoyuan County.
One road leads northeast, and it looks like it's heading towards Dengzhou Prefecture.
The other road goes slightly southeast to the east, and it looks like it leads to Qixia County.
The key point is that there is a third route, which goes slightly south-east, leading to Laiyang.
No, Zhaoyuan County alone, how could they build three roads that are ten zhang wide?
If you, Yang the Madman, are so awesome, why don't you just fly to the sky!
Damn it, this provincial governor has no jurisdiction over your Dengzhou Prefecture.
If this provincial governor had any jurisdiction over your Dengzhou Prefecture, you surnamed Yang would definitely get a good scolding!
Wang Guangyang cursed under his breath as he hurried toward Dengzhou Prefecture.
By the time they reached the outskirts of Dengzhou, Wang Guangyang had lost all interest in cursing.
Tired, destroy it.
The scale of Dengzhou Prefecture was no less than that of Jinan Prefecture, and it even surpassed it in terms of defense.
Is Jinan Prefecture the provincial capital, or is Dengzhou Prefecture the prefectural capital?
If someone else didn't know, they would think that Dengzhou was the provincial capital and that you, Yang the Madman, were the Shandong Provincial Governor.
And the city walls of Dengzhou Prefecture, you actually built hidden troop tunnels inside the city walls of a prefecture?
Do you even have that many soldiers, you bastard!
While inwardly complaining, Wang Guangyang led his large entourage into the city.
Then, Wang Guangyang was shocked once again.
Good heavens, the people of Dengzhou Prefecture actually have rosy complexions!
My god, the people of Jinan Prefecture were at most just full of food, they didn't look pale and emaciated at all!
You, a commoner from a prefectural city, have actually gained a rosy complexion from eating this?
Otherwise, I might as well just hand over the position of Provincial Governor to you, Yang the Madman.
Firstly, it will make life a little easier for ordinary people.
Secondly, I no longer need to worry about those trivial matters every day, nor do I need to worry about having a prefect under my command who is completely uncontrollable.
After spitting angrily, Wang Guangyang had no choice but to lead his entourage toward the Dengzhou government office.
There was no other way. Wang Guangyang was a second-rank Left Provincial Administration Commissioner, while the Dengzhou government office had a prince without any rank and a first-rank imperial son-in-law.
After meeting Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng, Wang Guangyang almost went crazy.
The entire Shandong Provincial Administration Commission was to begin road construction and tree planting, and the road construction standards were to be in accordance with those of Dengzhou Prefecture.
In other words, many roads, each ten zhang wide, were to be built within the entire Shandong Provincial Administration Commission territory, and each road had to be built one zhang wide first.
At the same time, every prefecture, state, county, community, and village must begin a frenzied tree-planting campaign.
Plant whatever trees can be planted: poplar, willow, locust, sycamore, birch, camphor, jujube.
We must also encourage all the people to plant fruit trees.
In addition, we must encourage the people to build more reservoirs, canals and ponds.
In addition, each county must set up a cement workshop, a small coal mine, and a small iron smelting workshop.
Wang Guangyang stared blankly at Zhu Biao and Yang Shaofeng.
Are these two idiots?
If they're not idiots, how did they come up with all this messy nonsense?
No way, is this something a human could come up with?!
Still building roads?
These two idiots don't even realize that Dengzhou Prefecture can afford to build roads so recklessly because it has tens of thousands of laborers at its disposal.
What was the Shandong Provincial Administration Commission?
With only two million or so people under his rule?
Two million people sounds like a lot, but when you average it out in each prefecture and county, it's not actually that much better than your Dengzhou Prefecture!
While inwardly complaining, Wang Guangyang cupped his hands to Zhu Biao and said, "Your Highness, with spring plowing just around the corner, at most I can only have each prefecture and county set up a small cement kiln and also allocate land for road construction."
"As for large-scale road construction like in Dengzhou Prefecture, I'm afraid that will have to wait until autumn."
"in addition……"
After a slight hesitation, Wang Guangyang still braced himself and said, "Such a large-scale road construction is really beyond the capacity of the Shandong Provincial Administration Commission."
"The Ministry of Works needs to send people to explore and plan the road construction routes."
"If corvée labor is to be conscripted when building roads, it is necessary to communicate with the Ministry of Revenue first and purchase grain and fodder from Jiangnan."
"If we use labor..."
Wang Guangyang glanced at Yang Shaofeng and said with envy, "Unless the Prince Consort can transfer some laborers to other places."
Yang Shaofeng immediately became anxious: "No, I don't have many laborers here either, so I can't transfer them to other places."
After thinking it over for a moment, Yang Shaofeng changed his mind.
“Provincial Governor Wang, although I don’t have many laborers to allocate here, the imperial court does.”
"As long as the number of laborers required by Governor Wang does not exceed 100,000, the imperial court should be able to allocate them."
"Yes, a laborer earns fifteen coins a day, so ten thousand laborers would earn one hundred and fifty strings of cash a day."
"This amount of money is more than enough to cover the daily commercial tax revenue of the Dengzhou border market."
After hearing Yang Shaofeng's words, Wang Guangyang felt even more heartbroken.
Listen to this, listen to this, is this even human language?
One hundred and fifty strings of cash, is that enough for a day's commercial tax?
Yang Shaofeng continued, "No, that's not how it works."
“The 150 strings of cash allocated to the Koreans will be used to buy goods at the border market, so the money will come back to them. We will also collect some commercial taxes from them.”
"The workshops can make money from the sold goods, and the people can naturally make money as well."
"At most, the Koreans will lose a little bit."
Zhu Biao suddenly said, "No, it's not just sticks, there are monkeys too."
"The Koreans want to make money off laborers, but don't monkeys want to make that money too?"
"And what about Ryukyu, Siam, and Champa? They'll probably want to make money from this too, right?"
Yang Shaofeng shook his head slightly and said, "Ryukyu probably wants to earn this wage, but people in places like the Monkey Kingdom, Siam, and Champa have two or three harvests a year, and their people have no worries about food and drink, so they don't care about this paltry wage."
"However, just like how the Koreans were frantically selling laborers to the Ming Dynasty, problems were bound to arise sooner or later."
"The monkeys' frantic food sales will also cause problems."
"It's only a matter of time."
Zhu Biao said with great dissatisfaction, "Brother-in-law, we're talking about road construction and those workshops. Stop thinking about how to rip off those Koreans, okay?"