With the clatter of shovels and shovels, twenty boxes of munitions were gradually buried in the pit. Seeing that several Chen family members were using shovels to smooth the soil surface, Chen Zao, the prince's eldest cousin sent by the country's father-in-law's family couldn't help but ask distressedly.

"Prince, after all, these are the efforts of the queen's mother, people here are not familiar with the place, it's good to leave some guys to defend themselves, you just buried it like this, it's too wasteful, right?"

"It's because of the hard work of the queen mother that she can only use it when she needs it most! My father has always forbidden smuggling, as a son of man, how can he let his parents be at odds? And when it is sent to people, is there a big difference between digging it up and arming it when needed? ”

The difference is gone! However, the crown prince has spoken, what else can Chen Zao say, so he can only bow respectfully.

"What the prince said is true!"

Seeing that the taboo military standard musket was landfilled, Mao Xingjian himself couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, not only did he not want to cause trouble for Chen Jiao, but now he was full of enthusiasm to educate the Quartet and create a career in the New World, how could he be tarnished by this smuggling? Looking left and right to see that there was no one around, he waved his hand hurriedly.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Yes, Prince!"

On the other side, the small town of Jewel Sea was more than half empty, and a dense crowd of people crowded at the entrance of the town, where there were more than 200 ox carts, and the New World gold diggers dragged their families and carried their luggage, waiting in a long queue there.

Song Yongzhong's face was as ugly as ever, and with his dozen or so New World expedition cavalry, they were also leading their horses and quietly waiting by the crowd, but seeing their empty shoulders, they didn't show any follow.

Seeing Mao Xingjian come out with the Chen family of his eldest cousin, second cousin, and third cousin, holding back the fire, Song Yongzhong still couldn't help but hurry to the front, holding his fists heavily and bowing down.

"Prince, do you really want to move to the side of Outpost 22?"

"The Sea of Jewels still has a barrier around the coast and mountains, and the Indians have not set foot here, but the Snake River Plain really borders on these barbarians, the prince, for example, it is like you taking these people to farm on the Mongolian steppe, and the danger is still expected to be thought twice!"

As an old officer, Song Yongzhong is definitely bitter, but unfortunately, his heart is full of his own glory, how can Mao Xingjian listen to it, but he, the prince, is quite hearty and smiles.

"Lord Song, how long has it been since you returned to Daming, and now my Daming people are plowing and grazing on the grassland, which is no different from plowing and grazing in the Guannei! Mencius said: Human nature is inherently good! Convince people with reason, even if the Mongols have naturalized my Daming, why is it difficult for these Indian barbarians? ”

"Besides, don't you have you, the protector Arhat, the angry King Kong?"

"Let's go!"

patted Song Yongzhong on the shoulder, Mao Xingjian smiled and walked towards the oxcart team, looking at his back in astonishment, Song Yongzhong reluctantly hugged his fists again: "Prince, the duty of the humble duty is to guard the contact point of the Gem Sea Port, and the matter of going east, forgive me, please forgive the prince!" ”

"Oh, that's not reluctant!"

I really didn't even hesitate, on the ox cart, Han Xiaomo stretched out her hand excitedly, dragging her little hand, Mao Xingjian rushed forward with an arrow step, and then he turned around and waved his hand at Song Yongzhong: "In this case, I am not reluctant, Lord Song will see you back!" You are welcome to come to the lonely new city to drink and chat! ”

Immediately afterward, Mao Xingjian was full of excitement again, and turned to the jewel townspeople who followed him and shouted excitedly.

"Follow Lonely, march to a new home!"

Now the mind is still full of open farms, after winning the grain, you can comfortably come back to mine and dig for gold, from the stalk neck down, more than 3,700 immigrants from the New World, all of them raised their fists with excitement, and responded to Mao Xingjian's roar.

"Advance !!"

This one, driving the ox cart to pull the grain, the mighty team was really pulled away by Mao Xingjian, and in the back, the eyeballs that looked at it were about to fly out, and in the end, Song Yongzhong still had no choice but to shout loudly: "Order, take the guys, go!" ”

"Chief, don't we have to defend this bridgehead?"

Not an eye-opener at all! Listening to the stunned questioning of his subordinates, Song Yongzhong turned his head sharply and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu took you out on patrol, can't you?" ”

Under the reprimand of Captain Song, more than a dozen expedition cavalrymen had no choice but to carry guns on their backs, and they used their own cheeks as insoles, and they kept up with the team one by one.

Standing at a bird's-eye view, a cross-era migration of the New World unfolded.

..........

To be honest, Mao Xingjian's leading team to open up the wasteland is also something that Mao Jue has always hoped to do. Just like the Western colonial empire, the Spaniards and the Portuguese were the first to break into the New World, leaving the Americas with bundles of gold, silver and jewelry, and they were chic for more than a hundred years, and then in the era before Mao Jue's crossing, these two difficult brothers and sisters are the eldest brothers, not to mention the second brothers.

But the British sowed the seeds in the New World, and here rose the world's most powerful empire, the United States!

It is indeed imminent to plunder wealth from the New World and complete the original capital accumulation of the Ming Dynasty, but it is the work of thousands of generations to let the Ming people take root in this land and establish a new home belonging to the Ming people!

With such an ideal, the gold diggers of Jewel Sea Town recklessly followed in the footsteps of the ambitious young prince and embarked on the first step of taking root and conquering.

Mao Xingjian has walked this road three times by himself, and it took three months to build a simple road that leads directly to the Snake River Plain, but it does not mean that this trip will have a smooth journey! Just crossed the Columbia Falls and entered the Columbia Valley at the foot of the Blue Mountains, and then a sudden flood swept away more than a dozen ox carts, more than 70 New World immigrants, and it took more than ten days to clean up the road at the foot of the Blue Mountains.

The distance between the two small states of the United States in later generations, half a day's drive, this era took the gold diggers half a month, and when they arrived at the No. 22 Sentinel Station, it was already mid-March, finally! Only 3,522 New World immigrants arrived alive from exhaustion.

However, standing on the sentry station and looking down, all the hardships and dangers were worth it.

The Snake River Plain in late spring has shown an unprecedented beauty!

The turbulent river is flowing in a hurry, on both banks, on the narrow and flat alluvial plain, the green pastures are green and lush, the land is incomparably vast, you can see the other end of the plain at a glance, and there are large herds of North American bison comfortably gnawing on the water and grass.

What's more, no one has cultivated for thousands of years, the humus here is silent, and the land can be grabbed to produce oil!

The scenery after the ice and snow melted, even if the terrier neck is the first time to see, he can't help it, he ran down the mountain quickly, rushed to the river, first washed his face with the cold river water, and then grabbed two handfuls of dirt, and watched them spill from his fingers with emotion, he couldn't help but shake his head heavily.

"There is so much fertile land for so long, and it is still possible to fight and die with those mud-legged homeless people for so many years?"

Behind him, more people rushed down the hillside excitedly, although everyone came to this distant and strange continent for the gold of yellow, orange and orange, but in this era, who is not the son and grandson of a farmer? Following the terrier's neck, whether it is the little Japan from the Japanese island, the big cake face from the peninsula, or the children of Ren Xia in the North China Plain, the scoundrels in the market, they all followed the hand into the wet land, and finally raised the soil high.

There are too many resources here, not to mention the North American bison herd that is close at hand, not far to the south, is the famous salmon river on the Pacific coast, just spring, the salmon that has just grown up is shaking its tail, and it is leisurely returning to the sea, a net down, at least ten or twenty fat salmon can't run, on the mountain, in the dense jungle, spring mushrooms and all kinds of wild vegetables are also vigorous spitting buds and stretching out their arms, here it is like a fish in water, carrying a basket, Han Xiaomo is like a little pony scattering joy, He led a group of women into the woods.

The fresh and tender salmon crackling oil roasted on the fire, the bison hunted with a musket on the spot, directly peeled the skin and stewed with mushrooms and wild vegetables, the same stewed soup is white, the strong fragrance, full of floating out for a few miles, next to Mount Rainier, more than a thousand gold diggers fill their stomachs, but here, more than 3,000 people casually get a full meal, of course, the staple food is mainly steamed buns provided by Mao Xingjian.

At the bottom of the mountain, the big guy is in full swing to eat, uphill, Mao Xingjian is also holding a map and studying there, even if his cold personality, looking at the cowhide map drawn these days, he still can't help but tremble slightly, this is the first city he built, and it is also the first city built in accordance with his philosophy of governing the country and his Confucian dream, you can imagine how important it is for him, the prince!

However, just when Mao Xingjian was distracted, a troubled shout interrupted his contemplation again, making the prince raise his head a little impatiently.

The boots were full of mud, and he didn't eat, Song Yongzhong ran out of breath and climbed the hillside in a hurry.

"Prince, the last general in this vicinity has been reconnoitred, seventeen miles north of the river, there is a shallow river crossing, we need to build a fortress at the river beach, once there are Sioux people or Huobi people, black-footed people cross the river, we can quickly implement fire suppression..."

"No hurry!"

Before he could finish speaking, Mao Xingjian had already waved his hand impatiently to interrupt his words.

(End of chapter)