Water Margin official

Wen Huanzhang said: "If the sea trade thing goes smoothly, it can continuously deliver money and food to Liangshan."

Fang Xuedu also said: "I heard that porcelain, silk and tea from the Song Dynasty are very popular in Goryeo."

Xiao Jiasui smiled and said: "The benefits of sea trade can be seen from a few shipping companies."

The imperial court has now established shipping companies in Mizhou, Mingzhou, Quanzhou, Hangzhou, Guangzhou and other places. The annual income exceeds 40,000 yuan, which shows that the profits are huge.

The ships from Liangshan traveled from Mizhou to Goryeo, selling high value-added goods such as tea and silk from the Song Dynasty, and then transported furs, medicinal materials, sea pearls and other items from Goryeo back for sale.

It’s a net profit of tens of thousands of dollars.

After talking about sea trade and discussing the expansion of troops and horses in each battalion, Zhang Zhengdao ordered several military advisers to come up with a charter before getting up and leaving.

After Wen Huanzhang and the other two sent away the village leader, they did not disperse, but continued to discuss various matters in the village.

But Zhang Zhengdao went to the back mountain, passed three strictly guarded checkpoints, and returned to the courtyard where a group of wives and concubines lived.

The housekeeper Zhang Bozheng and two men from the village were carrying vegetables, money and grain. When he saw Zhang Zhengdao coming back, he shouted happily: "Dalang, are you back?"

Zhang Zhengdao replied: "Uncle Zhang, you can just leave these things to your servants. Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Uncle Zhang smiled and said: "If you are idle every day, you have nothing to do. Just think of it as stretching your muscles and bones."

Since arriving in Liangshan, Uncle Zhang has been free and has nothing to do. At first it felt fresh, but after a month, he felt uncomfortable all over and felt panicked.

"Da Lang, I heard that there is a Jeju Island under Shanzhai's rule. There are more than 30,000 people on that island?" asked Uncle Zhang.

Zhang Zhengdao nodded and said: "By the time this group of immigrants moves here, there will be almost more than 40,000 people."

Uncle Zhang hesitated for a moment, then said: "Dalang, I want to go to Jeju Island."

Zhang Zhengdao asked: "Uncle Zhang, do you think living in Liangshan is uncomfortable?"

Uncle Zhang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's just too comfortable. Now that I have some free time, my whole body will hurt. I might as well find something to do."

"Since there are so many people on Jeju Island, there will always be headaches and fevers. Why not open a herbal medicine shop on the island and hire two doctors to sit in the shop? Our Zhang family's Enji Hall can also be reopened."

Uncle Zhang rambled.

Zhang Zhengdao was reminded by Uncle Zhang and realized the governance problems on Jeju Island, so he responded: "Since Uncle Zhang can't stay idle, then follow this group of immigrants to Jeju Island."

Uncle Zhang was overjoyed and continued: "I still have a good relationship with Imperial Physician Ren. Why don't we invite him to stay on Jeju Island?"

Zhang Zhengdao thought for a moment and then said: "Since Uncle Zhang thinks it's okay, he will send someone to Qinghe County to invite Imperial Physician Ren and Imperial Physician Jiang to come."

Uncle Zhang said: "Why don't I go there myself."

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "Your old body can't stand the bumps along the way. Just send a few minions there."

Immediately, he summoned the two minions who were carrying food to the kitchen, and Zhang Zhengdao ordered: "You two, take a few people with you later and go to Qinghe County, Yunzhou to transport Ren Houxi in the county.

Please come to Liangshan with the two imperial doctors Jiang Zhushan."

One of the minions asked respectfully: "Master, what if the two imperial doctors don't want to come?"

Zhang Zhengdao stared and said: "Have you forgotten what I do in Liangshan? If you don't want to come, just kidnap me."

Seeing that the leader of the village was angry, the young man quickly said: "I understand, young man."

Zhang Zhengdao also asked: "If Imperial Physician Ren has any family members, please invite them as well. If you encounter any doctors with excellent medical skills in the county, please also invite them."

The little guy nodded in agreement.

Uncle Zhang interrupted: "Dalang, I'd better go there in person and pay my respects to the master on the way."

Zhang Zhengdao somewhat understands Uncle Zhang's feelings at this moment. The old man has lived in Qinghe County all his life. If he suddenly moves to Jeju Island, he doesn't know when he can go back and take another look.

After all, it’s hard to leave your homeland!

"Okay, then I will arrange a few more people for Uncle Zhang!" Zhang Zhengdao agreed.

Uncle Zhang shook his head and said: "I can just take three or five people with me. If I take more people, it will attract the attention of the government."

Zhang Zhengdao told the two minions: "Protect Uncle Zhang well and don't make any mistakes on the way."

The little guy heard the voice and nodded in agreement.

After arranging Uncle Zhang's affairs, Zhang Zhengdao entered the inner courtyard and bumped into Mrs. Wei's maid Chunxiang.

"The official is back!" This girl quickly bent down to greet her.

"Where's Madam?" Zhang Zhengdao asked with a smile.

Chunxiang replied: "It's in Mrs. Jiaoer's room."

"Congratulations to the high official, Mrs. Jiao'er has given birth to a Lin'er, and Mrs. Yuchuan has given birth to a daughter." Chunxiang said with a pretty face raised.

Zhang Zhengdao was overjoyed and shouted: "Take me to see it quickly."

Chunxiang led the way to Li Jiaoer's room.

In the room, Mrs. Wei was also playing with the newborn baby.

Li Jiaoer was lying on the kang, telling Sister Li Gui to sew clothes.

"Officer!" Mrs. Wei saw surprise on her face when she saw Zhang Zhengdao entering the room.

Zhang Zhengdao smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Madam, this month."

Mrs. Wei said: "Sisters Jiaoer and Yuchuan are the ones who have worked hard."

"Look, sir, the slave family has given birth to a son." Li Jiaoer picked up the child and handed it to Zhang Zhengdao to see.

After holding the baby in his arms, Zhang Zhengdao felt a surge of warmth and carefully watched the continuation of his bloodline.

"Officer, the child doesn't have a name yet," Li Jiaoer said.

Sister Li Gui exclaimed: "Master, I think of a good name, why not call it Pingwen?"

Zhang Zhengdao has always been more casual about his children's names. He nodded and said, "Zhang Pingwen sounds good."

Sister Li Gui clapped her hands and said proudly: "Then let's call it Pingwen. I'm sure the officials will agree."

When Li Jiaoer saw this, she didn't say anything more.

Zhang Zhengdao handed the child to Mrs. Wei, held Li Jiaoer's hand, and said, "Take good care of yourself first, and I'll ask Huilian to prescribe some good prescriptions."

Li Jiaoer was moved in her heart and said: "Officials, don't worry, I will take good care of myself as soon as possible so that I can serve you well."

Zhang Zhengdao gave a few more instructions, then left the room and went to Han Yuchuan's room in the side yard.

As soon as they entered the house, they saw the woman opening her clothes and preparing to feed the child. When she saw Zhang Zhengdao coming in, she screamed, put down the child, and threw herself into his arms.

"My lord, my family is not very good at giving birth to a son." Han Yuchuan burst into tears.

Zhang Zhengdao hugged her plump body and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you have a daughter. She will be my personal little cotton-padded jacket in the future. Let me take a look at the child."

Han Yuchuan calmed down, picked up the child, and showed it to Zhang Zhengdao.

At this time, Han Jinchuan came into the room with food and saw Zhang Zhengdao coming back. He quickly put down the tray and said happily: "The official is back."

Zhang Zhengdao hugged the child, nodded, and then said with a smile: "What should I name this child?"

Han Yuchuan said with tears in her eyes: "The slave family named the child Wen Yan."