The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

"What is this?"

They never imagined that the job could be done so easily, it was almost like a magic trick.With wooden frames and pulleys, they all became strong men one by one, and things that were unimaginable before were accomplished in a blink of an eye.

"What are they doing? And what is this tool for lifting the rock?" Bao Zheng asked curiously.

It can be said that the accompanying water transportation officer wanted to please Bao Zheng, the new Shandong chief envoy, and explained enthusiastically: "Master Bao, this project was initiated by Mr. Yan Ge. He called a group of businessmen to form a chamber of commerce. This chamber of commerce collected 490 grains, encircled a piece of wasteland, and built a new pier..."

"Wait, you said this used to be a wasteland?" Bao Zheng looked at the pier that had gradually taken shape in front of him in disbelief.

"That's right, wasteland." The transportation officer said proudly, "At first, it came from wasteland, but the recruitment of refugees, the use of food, and the stimulation of shares made the construction of this terminal very fast."

"What? These common people still have shares? Did I hear correctly?" Bao Zheng felt as if he had heard wrong.The kind of merchants who only take advantage of small profits, will share the common people's shares?

"Yeah!" The transportation officer nodded again and again, with a look of admiration on his face, "This is a mandatory request from Mr. Yan Ge, and those merchants have no choice but to agree. Mr. Yan Ge is the master of Qingtian."

Puff~~~

Bao Zheng, as well as Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao and others all sprayed.

"What did you say? Master Qingtian?" Bao Zheng looked at the transportation officer with a constipated expression.

The transportation officer nodded: "Yes, Master Qingtian, isn't he Master Qingtian?"

Bao Zheng already felt that his three views had collapsed a bit. When did Master Qingtian become so worthless? Even Yan Song became Master Qingtian.At this moment, Bao Zheng felt that his title of 'Bao Qingtian' had become less valuable.

But Bao Zheng thought about it from a different angle. In the past, for any big project, the imperial court recruited civilians and built water conservancy projects, which cost a lot of money. It was a hard job. The imperial court even spent a lot of money, which was a bit thankless.

But now, the businessman handles everything, which not only provides disaster relief but also allows the people to share their interests in the future, without costing the court a single penny. It is really a very good project for the benefit of the people.

Yan Song's plan actually took into account all aspects. First of all, the court did not need to spend a penny to solve the refugee problem. The tax guarantee not only does not suffer losses, but also makes a lot of money. As for the refugees, if they have jobs to do, they will have jobs and be happy.

After all the calculations, the big aspects have been taken care of, and even if there are some small impacts, they can be easily settled.

Mr. Yan Ge's work is impeccable, and everyone is satisfied, who can not be willing to be driven by him!

In the end, Bao Zheng couldn't help sighing sincerely: "Old Yan Ge, you are really amazing."

The construction of a new city in the capital, he told the truth, was an eye-opener, and now the new port project in Jinan City also made him amazed.

Gongsun Ce, Zhan Zhao and the others also nodded in unison, and respected this (ajcg) Yan Ge elder more and more. Although he was a bit greedy, his work was admirable.

The boat sailed into Jinan Water Transport Wharf. After Bao Zheng and others disembarked, they walked for a while and arrived at the gate of the city, but they were confused by the scene in front of them.

"Warmly welcome Mr. Bao Qingtian to serve as Shandong Chief Envoy!"

A huge red banner hangs above the city gate, with big thorns and extremely conspicuous.

Many people from other places pointed at the banner.

Wow~~The people in Jinan really know how to play~

"Ah~~ It must be that bastard!" Bao Zheng yelled in grief and indignation, feeling something called 'shame' soaring in his heart, he really wanted to cover his face.

Gongsun Ce and the others suppressed their laughter behind them.

In this way, Bao Zheng formally entered Jinan with endless sense of shame and became the largest chief envoy in Jinan.

The first thing he did was to run to Yan Song's mansion angrily.

"I want to find Mr. Yan!" Bao Zheng's gatekeeper's eyes were all round.

"Hmph, Mr. Yan Ge can see anyone who wants to see it?" The doorman's forehead directly arched to the sky.

"I'm Bao Zheng!" Bao Zheng gritted his teeth.

When the doorman heard this, he immediately knelt down and cried: "Lord Bao, forgive me for being blind, but I'm sorry, Mr. Yan Ge is not at the house, and he said that Master Bao said not to tell you if he asked."

Bao Zheng had black lines on his face.

Finally left angrily.

……

The arrival of Bao Zheng made the Yamen's popularity skyrocket, receiving a large number of people every day.

"Wow, is that Lord Bao? It's as dark as the rumors!"

"I finally saw Bao Qingtian alive."

Of course, there are still a small number of people who belong to the above-mentioned funny people, and most of them come to appeal for grievances. After all, Mr. Bao's verdicts are famous all over the world.

For several days, Bao Zheng was overwhelmed by countless cases.

"Ahh~~ Yan Song, you bastard!"

Bao Zheng burst into tears.

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ahh~~

Yan Song sneezed, and under the leadership of Jin Yiwei, he inspected all the cities in Shandong. After several days of horse racing, combined with the existing maps of Shandong, he finally had a general understanding of Shandong.

The next step is to formulate a big plan for hundreds of thousands of people in Shandong to build roads together.

After the big plan comes out, just let Bao Dapao resist the thunder. Anyway, Yan Song will be the shopkeeper.