Zhengliang was indeed frightened by the way he suddenly thought of./After pondering for a while, he felt that this time was indeed not the time to discuss this issue, so he turned to look at Wang Hai beside him and said, "Brother Wang Hai, can you arrange this family to our place?"

Anyway, the copycat can accommodate hundreds of families, so it is better to live in this family, and it is not a problem to add dozens of families.

"What does Your Highness Zhengliang mean?" Wang Hai consulted Zhengliang's true intention with his eyes.

Zhengliang did not answer, but just nodded.

"Okay, since it is the arrangement of His Highness Zhengliang, of course I have no objection," Wang Hai said readily. From now on, the clan will be his old nest. However, too few residents are not a good thing. Joining some refugees just solved the population problem.

Therefore, under Wang Hai's arrangement, Wang Hai's subordinates stayed to be responsible for the arrangements of these refugees. As for whether the refugee agreed to Zhengliang's arrangements, there was no need to consider it. With their current state, even if someone sold them, they had no objection. What's more, what Zheng Liang told them was to go to a village to be a farm, and the refugee of the refugee agreed happily.

The refugee matter has come to an end. The convoy has been resting for a while and continued to set off. Along the way, Zhengliang and Wang Hai both began to be busy with their own affairs. Zhengliang was thinking about whether the immigration policy he had just thought of was feasible, while Wang Hai was carrying some goods to prepare to enter the city. According to Wang Hai, it was less than two hours before he could see Ningbo Prefecture City.

The convoy was moving forward all the way, and encountered several groups of refugees along the way. Zhengliang asked the refugees to tell them to arrive at the tea stall at the entrance of the mountain road as soon as possible and meet with Wang Hai, the subordinates who were preparing to lead the refugees back to the mountain village. Since they could recruit a single refugee, they didn't care about recruiting several more residents, and Wang Hai had no other meaning in this regard. The refugees who received the information immediately accelerated their pace of moving forward.

Just walking and stopping like this, two hours later, a big city finally appeared in front of you.

Is that Ningbo Prefecture?

Looking from a distance, I saw a city wall nearly one mile long appeared in front of me. On the wall was a large city gate. It was one of the two city gates west of Ningbo Prefecture. Wangjing Gate.

"Your Highness Zhengliang, look," Wang Hai next to him pointed to a pavilion not far away and said, "It is the most famous 'Jieguan Pavilion' outside Ningbo Prefecture."

Zhengliang looked in the direction Wang Hai pointed. He saw that there was indeed a pavilion standing alone on a small hill beside the pipe. At this moment, a couple were talking about love in the pavilion.

"Look at the right side again." Wang Hai continued to act as the guide.

"Huh? That's it?" Zhengliang turned his head and saw an altar-like building on a slightly higher mountain on the right side of the pipeline. He couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Haha, that's the 'mountain' of Ningbo Prefecture. Every festival, there will be Taoist priests or monks who hold sacrificial rituals, and even masters who have masters teach the Tao here. And it is also a place for some literati and poets to gather. With His Highness Zhengliang's talent, if the time is right, you may not beware of going there," Wang Hai said with a smile.

Zhengliang nodded and said he would think about it for a moment, but he didn't agree with it. There is no need to recite poems, as long as he can get some useful help for the development of the territory this time, it will be enough.

After Zhengliang's introduction, Wang Hai said goodbye and left. He wanted to take a step first. He went to the city gate in front of the convoy to handle some orders.

The convoy continued to move forward and soon passed a wooden bridge to the front of Wangjing Gate. The city gate was very high, and above it, a wooden plaque hung on it, "Wangjing Gate" to see the handwriting. It was vigorous and powerful, as if it was written by a veteran who had been a long-standing battlefield.

The two yamen runners at the city gate looked at Zhengliang's people, and then waved their hands to let the convoy enter the city. It was obvious that Wang Hai had taken care of it in advance. Such a lazy style, no wonder when the Japanese pirates came to attack after the attack. These officials hid in the city and couldn't hide.

After passing through the city gate that is five meters wide, we come to the Xicheng of Ningbo Prefecture City. There are mainly some courtyards here. The most famous one is Tianning Temple not far from the city gate. Tianning Temple was originally named Guoning Temple. It was built in the fifth year of Dazhong in the Tang Dynasty and was repeatedly destroyed by war. In the 15th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, it was renamed Tianning Temple. Standing at the city gate, you can see the Xiantong Pagoda of Tianning Temple. Xiantong Pagoda was built in the Xiantong period of the Tang Dynasty and was named after the age. The tower is a square, five-story pavilion-shaped brick pagoda, about 12 meters high. The facade of the tower is parabolic and shrinks layer by layer. Each floor is stacked with bricks to form eaves, which is different from the northern Tang Pagoda. There are Buddhist niches on all sides of each floor above the second floor. Xiantong Pagoda is a brick pagoda in the Tang Dynasty. In the Ming Dynasty, many architectural sites before the Tang Dynasty were retained.

Starting from the west gate and heading towards the south gate. Near the south gate of the city, there is a ri Yue Lake. Ri Lake is round and slightly smaller, so it is called "ri Lake"; Yue Lake is long and slightly larger, so it is called "yue Lake". The two lakes are connected together like a circle, with a lake embankment in the middle, and the small bridge spans on it like a bond. There is a ancestral hall of He Shaojian on the edge of the lake. He Zhizhang's statue is wearing a wide and long court robes, without any yellow crown at all. The ancestral hall is engraved with the poem "Farewell" written by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang to express his glory. He Zhizhang requested to return to his hometown in Jianhu to retire, and was already over 80 years old at that time. His poem "Return to Home" says: "You are young and leave home and the boss returns to your hometown."

The local accent has not changed. When the hair is weak, the children and grandchildren don’t know each other, and they smiled and asked where the guests come from?" It was not too early to retire before returning home. At that time, people said that he was retiring from a rapids and passed down from generation to generation. He Zhizhang once visited an old man named Wang, who sold medicine, asking for a way to prolong his life and gave him a pearl. When the old man saw the person selling cakes passing by, he exchanged the pearl for the cakes. He Zhizhang was embarrassed to speak and was very upset and regretful. The old man said, "The problem of stinginess has not been eliminated. Where does the method of immortality come from?" So he returned the pearl to him. So He Zhizhang was just a person who pursues wealth and wealth. The vast lake of Yuehu Lake is bright and shining and cute, and it leads directly to the south city.

The peach trees and willow trees planted under the city are densely packed around the lake shore, and famous flowers and fruits are planted in the middle to intersperse. The lake is lined up with garden pavilions built by officials. The towers now look very bright, while the pine stones are still green and long. The Lingxiao vines on the stones are as big as buckets, and they have lived for more than a hundred years. The Siming family of officials left the fields and houses for their descendants, and the garden pavilions are enjoyed by themselves. Most of the fountains, trees and stones are in the evening of Chu and Qin, so the garden pavilions are also a gullant of the garden pavilions.

And this is like the inn yamen. The Tu Chishui Sala Pavilion is only one. The so-called "snow waves" and other stones have been in the garden of one of them for a long time. During the Qingming Festival, there are many cruise ships in the two lakes, but the bridge is too small, so the boats are not big. Walk a little further under the city wall, and peach blossoms are blooming and willow trees are shady. According to Wang Hai, tourists usually sit there on the ground, drinking and singing. (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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