The husband is the future chief [infrastructure]

Jiang Ziyan and Lin Zhao didn't return to Lin'an until after the fifteenth year.

When leaving, the old prince was the same as last time, and asked people to pack them with big and small bags.

Lin'an is not far from the capital, so there is really no need to bring so many things with you.But this is the wish of the old man, and the old man will be happy if he brings it with him.

And this time I went back to the official road on the cement road, so even if the carriage pulled a lot of things, it would not be too difficult to walk.

Three carriages set off on the road, Jiang Ziyan and Lin Zhao had one carriage, Zhou Xing and Chen He had one carriage, and the other carriage was loaded with all the things the old prince had prepared for them, and a small part was sent by Jiang Yuan.

Arriving in Lin'an City just before dark, Jiang Ziyan and his party went straight back to the Lin Mansion.

Fortunately, I bought this when I bought the house. Although the yard is not big, it has many rooms.An extra week is more than enough.

Sixteen years later, Lin Zhao opened the government office.

The cement factory and the weaving workshop have also officially resumed work, but the second phase of the project planned to be repaired this year has been put on hold.

The reason is that there is some deviation between the previously planned second phase route and the actual route.

The road originally planned to come from Shangtian Village could not be repaired. The slope was too steep, and after going down the entire slope, it seemed to have entered a big pit.Usually, as long as it rains for a few days, the villagers have to cross half of the river, which is very inconvenient.

But this pit cannot hold water, as long as the weather is fine, the water will go down within a few days.This kind of soil is loose and absorbs water quickly. Lin Zhao has not found a suitable solution for the time being.

So Lin Zhao asked several civil engineering workers to discuss for a while how to build the road, some said to fill it up, some said to build a bridge, and some said to build the road directly on the slope.

In the end, Lin Zhao accepted the suggestion of building the bridge.

It's just that building a bridge is not as simple as building a road. Cement alone is not enough, and there must be boulders as the lower piers, that is, supports.

But the good thing is that even when crossing the bridge in this era, the heaviest thing is the carriage pulling the goods, and the maximum load it bears is not that heavy.

But if a bridge is to be built, it is necessary to discuss separately how to build the bridge.

If Jiang Ziyan hadn't worked out the cement, the bridge would naturally be a wooden bridge.Now that there is cement, it is natural to use cement to pave the bridge deck for the convenience of horse-drawn carriages.

The stone piers used at the bottom naturally have to use some good masonry stones, which must not only have water resistance, but also have frost resistance.The most important thing is to have a strong ability to resist pressure.

It was already mid-February when everything was ready to start road and bridge repairs.

When the people in the surrounding area were notified again that they would conscript manpower to build new roads, several villages around Lin'an County were all moved by the news, and the news spread from family to family, "Master Lin has started to conscript corvee!"

The new businessman who didn't know the situation was very puzzled to see the local people so excited when they heard that the government was expropriating corvee. Could it be that the people in this area have been drugged by the government?

There were one or two ordinary people who set up stalls and sold vegetables in the market, who couldn't see it, and explained to others: "You don't know that, our new county magistrate, the collection of corvees is not for nothing. Going to work is paid for wages! Everyone has been idle at home for a month after the Chinese New Year, and there is no farm work to do. They eat at home all day, and they have no income. Isn’t it a waste of food!”

"It's all right now, Mr. Lin has started collecting corvee again, so you can get paid for your work, that's great."

The businessman asked again: "Aren't you afraid that the government will deceive you?"

"No, no, Mr. Lin is the most trustworthy. Oh, I won't tell you, I'm going to sign up first, or I won't be there when the crowd is full." After finishing speaking, he carried his burden and left.

He can't make much money buying vegetables in the market every day, and sometimes the vegetables can't be sold at all.If I have a lot of strength, I might as well go to work on the road and save a meal for the family.

I heard that the villagers who worked on the road made a lot of money last year. During the Chinese New Year, there were two extra meat dishes on the dinner table at home. Even the dolls in the family made new clothes to wear, which made other families envious.

As soon as the county government posted the notice on the collection of corvee, many people signed up.

However, there are two principles for the collection of corvee this time. One is that villagers who have participated in the first phase of the project are given priority. After all, they have experience and can guide novices.The second is to try to select some villagers who are relatively close to the road to be repaired, so that they can work nearby and it is more convenient to go back and forth.

The county government was far away from the villages, so Lin Zhao asked someone to bring a letter to the cement factory, and then sent a government servant to the village below to notify.

The cement factory has almost become the spokesperson of the government in the area of ​​Heifeng Village. You can go to the cement factory to find out what the government is saying.

Before the workers in the villages of the factory got off work, some people couldn't wait to go to the cement factory to ask for news. They didn't dare to ask in the yamen, but the cement factory was still very kind to them in their hearts.

Even Lizheng was cheerful, "Everyone can ask me whatever you want to ask. Just now, the manager at the cement factory has conveyed it to me."

"Lizheng, will you still take care of the meals this time like last time? How many meals?"

Just after saying this, someone said: "Why, do you still want to control your three meals?"

It's just an expectation to manage three meals a day, but I still don't give up in my heart, what if?That's why I'm here to ask.

Li Zheng said: "This time is the same as last time. The salary is paid on a monthly basis, and one meal a day is taken care of. However, the road to be built this time is on the side of Shangtian Village, which is a bit far from our place. It is more troublesome to go back and forth every day. If it is night If you don’t come back, you need to settle this place yourself. If you are interested, you can come to me and sign up.”

Soon, the first person clamored to sign up, "I have a brother-in-law over there, you can squeeze in there first, and sleep on the side of the road when the weather gets hot. Lizheng, sign up for me."

"Me too, I also have relatives over there, I want to sign up."

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Because the road construction site in Heifeng Village is too far away, there are actually not many people who sign up.

The main reason is that there are many people in the village who work in the cement factory and have a way to earn money without having to build roads.

However, Uedamura's side is different, it was overcrowded when signing up.

Lin Zhaozheng hired the big workers who built the road last time, that is, workers who were partial to technical guidance, and asked the villagers to make room for them in the village for them to live in.

The villagers of Shangtian Village did not resist at all, on the contrary they were very enthusiastic.As for road construction, it doesn't cost them money, and it's convenient to go out to visit relatives after the road is repaired. They benefit from it, and they have no reason to object to it.

It's just that this road can't be walked in a short period of time. Anyway, it's only for this period of time. For long-term considerations, it doesn't hurt to take a long detour.The most important thing is to go to the road construction government to pay money, and even take care of a meal at noon. The enthusiasm of the villagers is quite high.

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At this time in Lin'an County Yamen, the master came over with the yamen's account book and stood aside.

Lin Zhao turned the pages and said, "Is this the only money left in the yamen's account?"

The master had a bitter face and frowned tightly, "Yes, my lord, I'm afraid that the second phase of the project is not enough. I asked the accountant to make a budget yesterday, and it was both road and bridge repairs. Enough money."

Lin Zhao frowned and turned a few more pages, then closed the ledger.

"You don't have to worry about the account, I'll figure out a way."

Member Zhao's grandson sent to the yamen before and said that the filial money given to him was almost spent. He hadn't paid attention to the yamen's account for a long time, and he didn't expect that there was only so little left.

Lin Zhao and Jiang Ziyan talked about this after going back to Yamen at night, and Jiang Ziyan said, "Why don't I get some cushions first? When Zhou Xing came here last year, he brought me the income from the business in Linzhou last year, which should be enough."

Lin Zhao refused, "It's not a good idea. You can't make up for it every time you don't have enough money. Your money didn't come from a strong wind. You have to find another way."

Jiang Ziyan sighed, and said, "It would be great if the rich landlords in the city were willing to give money."

Lin Zhao suddenly looked up at him and asked, "What did you just say?"

"I said it would be great if the rich people in the city were willing to give money, what's the matter?"

"It's okay, I figured out a way."

Jiang Ziyan was surprised, "You figured out a solution so quickly? You can't lie to me, right?"

"I didn't lie to you, go to bed first, and you will know in another day."

"You're still playing tricks."

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A few days later, the emperor, who was dealing with political affairs in the imperial study, received a note from Lin'an, talking about the benefits of building the official road into a cement road, and now it has begun to bear fruit.With the post station as the demarcation point, the construction of concrete roads can be promoted on the official roads across the country. At that time, everyone who passes by will be charged a small toll, and it can also increase an income for the national treasury.

Although this was just a proposal, it moved the emperor very much.With a swipe of his pen, the emperor affirmed his proposal, but the matter of toll fees needs to be discussed in detail, and the rules in the middle need to be clarified.

This means acquiescing to his proposal.

After receiving the paperwork for the approval, Lin Zhao began to post notices in the city that if someone in the city donated money to build roads, no tolls would be charged for passing official roads in the future.

And if the people who donated a lot are arranged according to their rankings, their names will be engraved on the monument of merit and virtue, and it will be erected beside the road for future generations to admire.

As soon as this news came out, it was even more attractive than the previous news that no tolls were charged.

After all, for these rich people, the only thing they pursue in their life is fame and fortune.

Nowadays, people have reached the age of not being confused or even knowing the destiny, and have pursued the interests of most of their lives, what is lacking is this name.To be engraved on the stele of merit and virtue for future generations to look up to, it is equivalent to leaving a name in history for them.This temptation is not insignificant.

However, the person who dared to be the first to go to the Yamen to donate money has not been seen for a long time.At this time, everyone is waiting to see if this matter is true or false.

Unexpectedly, a signboard was erected at the gate of the yamen the next day, which said donate money to build roads, and benefit all people.

There was a table and a chair in front, and the accountant sat there to record the names of the donors and the money they donated.

Many people came forward to watch the excitement, but no one came up to donate money.

At this time, a butcher from the market in the east of the city came over, holding a bag of silver in his hand, and stood in front of the table with a heavy back, and suddenly a shadow fell.

The butcher's face was a bit fierce, but he spoke very kindly, "Is it true that the donation will be engraved on the merit tablet?"

"Of course it's true. The notice issued by the county lord himself won't lie to you." The yamen servant explained beside him.

Seeing the butcher go up to ask, some of the onlookers also asked: "What's the matter with the toll? After the road is built, do you have to pay if you want to go?"

Lin Zhao had explained these things long ago, and the yamen servant explained: "The toll is only for the cement road of the official road. After all, the government pays so much money to build roads, and it can't be done in vain, not to mention that the cement road also needs regular maintenance and inspection. They all need money. But we adults said that the toll fee is not much, it mainly depends on the distance of the journey, and if it is not a long journey, it is only a few pennies."

This explanation is reasonable, and the people onlookers didn't make a fuss, after all, they knew about the fact that the government paid for the construction and paid the corvee wages.

Besides, tolls are not expensive, but if you donate money, you can get rid of tolls, which makes people excited.Although one-time tolls are cheap, but if you go more times, wouldn't that add up to more?

The butcher seldom travels far on weekdays, and what he cares most about is the monument of merit.

After listening to the yamen servant's explanation, he put the silver in his hand on the table, "There are 30 taels here, you order some."

The yamen servant counted, and it happened to be 30 taels.

Then he asked, "Name, where is he from?"

The butcher answered honestly, "Jia Dabiao, from Xiaojia Village, Lin'an County."

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