The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 135: The prosperous Yongning City
The sun is rising, the fiery red sun rises from the hibiscus tree, gradually dyeing the eastern sky red, and also bringing a hint of heat.

"I am not afraid of the raging waves. I hold the rudder steady and row forward. I cast the net into the water and catch a big fish. I laugh hahahaha!!!"

On the blue sea, hundreds of fishing boats are carrying out fishing operations in a tense and orderly manner. The loud fishing songs resound through the sky, dispelling physical fatigue.

"Dad, when will we stop fishing?"

"I want to be a member of the Iron Guard. I don't want to deal with fish all day and smell like fish, which I can't wash off."

On the fishing boat, Ye Xiu, wearing black shorts and a brown short-sleeved shirt, gripped the deck with his feet and pulled the fishing net with all his strength. His sturdy body and dark arms glowed in the sun.

"Son, don't be fooled by the high status and opportunities of the Iron Guard. It is very dangerous."

"You are the only child of our Ye family. If something unexpected happens to you, how will your mother and I survive?"

Ye Bingnan, a chubby man with a full beard, puffed on the pipe in his hand and spoke earnestly.

As a hereditary captain of Jingbian Fort, after surrendering to Shen Yuanliang, all the property and fertile land in his family were confiscated. In order to survive, Ye Bingnan had no choice but to take his son out to sea to fish.

With the strong support of Shen Yuanliang, the fishing industry of the entire Liaodong Peninsula is very prosperous. Tens of thousands of tons of seafood are caught every day, piling up like mountains and seas.

With abundant fish catches and last year's bumper rice harvest, the people of the Liaodong Peninsula have solved the problem of food and clothing. Their homes are no longer penniless and they no longer have to suffer from hunger and cold.

"The Iron Guards are invincible and have conquered every battle. A few days ago, they conquered the Liaodong Peninsula in another world."

"The owner of the manor has bestowed a generous reward. Now everyone of them is a fourth-rank martial artist. They have hundreds of acres of fertile land and dozens of snow lotus rice plants at home!"

Talking about the Iron Guard's record and treatment, the young Ye Xiu's ink-black eyes were full of longing. He was still young, and he didn't want to go out to sea to fish for the rest of his life.

Hearing his son's complaints, Ye Bingnan felt conflicted. On the one hand, he wanted to revive the family business, but on the other hand, he didn't want to work for Shen Yuanliang.

After all, it was Shen Yuanliang who wiped out hundreds of years of accumulation of the Ye family, causing the Ye family to fall into poverty and become an ordinary citizen. It is impossible to say that there is no resentment in his heart!
At the same time, two "uninvited guests" came to the bustling port.

"Foster father, according to the address given by Taoist Qiu, foster mother currently lives in Jingbianbao, which is about ten miles away from here."

Mu Nianci, dressed in a red shirt, crimson skirt and red embroidered shoes, supported the gray-haired Yang Tiexin as they walked down the deck. She looked at the endless stream of people and the thriving port in front of them, and was deeply shocked.

As Shen Yuanliang became famous in the battle of Zhongdu City and his reputation spread far and wide, the Shen family in Liaodong Peninsula became well-known. Countless merchant ships from various countries came to trade every day, covering the entire Bohai Bay.

Shiploads of grain, iron, saltpeter, and silk were shipped in, and shiploads of sea salt, weapons, Changbai Mountain ginseng, etc. were shipped out, with an astonishing throughput.

Shen Yuanliang made a huge profit just from collecting taxes, enough to support an army of more than 100,000 people.

"Nianci, can you show me if your clothes are torn? Have you shaved clean?"

Walking on the bluestone road, Yang Tiexin was wearing a gray-brown round-necked robe, his beard was clean-shaven, and his gray hair was neatly combed.

As he was about to meet his wife Bao Xiruo, whom he hadn't seen for twenty years, Yang Tiexin suddenly felt nervous and uneasy.

"Godfather, you are still as charming as ever."

"I'll see my stepmother later, and I promise to be on my best side."

Mu Nianci looked at her adoptive father Yang Tiexin, who was usually resolute and brave but now nervous, with a hint of mischief flashing in her eyes. She suppressed her smile and said. Half an hour later, she looked at the courtyard in front of her. The blue bricks and black tiles, the arches and the eaves, it was obvious that it was recently built.

He clenched and unclenched his fists, suppressed the worry and uneasiness in his heart, and Yang Tiexin stretched out his rough, weathered right hand and knocked lightly on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

One sound after another echoed in the silent courtyard, waking up Bao Xiruo who was washing clothes.

She was dressed in coarse cloth and had a silver hairpin in her hair. She looked OK, but there was a lingering sadness in her eyes.

With a creaky sound, the door opened. Looking up, Bao Xiruo saw a figure that often appeared in her dreams. She was stunned, and then her eyes turned red. She shouted, "Husband?"

"Cherish the weakness!"

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"Wan'er, how are the resettlement of the relocated people going?"

In the flower-filled back garden, Shen Yuanliang shook his sleeves and asked casually.

It has been nearly a month since I returned from the Southern Song Dynasty. During this period, the Liaodong Peninsula has developed rapidly, with warships coming one after another like dumplings, threatening to cover the entire Bohai Sea.

With tall and majestic warships, well-trained troops and extremely accurate intelligence, my uncle Chen Qingwen, Shitou and others took turns to attack, and the Liaodong Peninsula in other worlds was taken into their pockets one by one.

The ground beneath his feet grew bigger day by day like a balloon, the concentration of spiritual energy in the air kept rising, the entire Huya Mountain was shrouded in spiritual mist, and even condensed into spiritual rain.

"Brother Yuanliang, everything has been done."

"More than six million people have been arranged in Jinzhou and Gaizhou. Good farmland has been allocated and houses are being built. It is expected to take another month."

Gently twisting the green ribbon on her chest, Li Wan'er softly spoke about the resettlement of the people, who were from five entire "Liaodong Peninsulas".

If it weren't for the help of Huang Rong and Li Mochou, Li Wan'er would probably not be able to handle it alone, so the atmosphere between the three of them became much more harmonious, and Shen Yuanliang also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have we dealt with the aristocratic families that have committed so many evil deeds? And those unproductive hooligans must all be dealt with!"

"The new Liaodong Peninsula can't accommodate them, and neither can our Shen family!"

Pulling out a flower of poor quality casually, Shen Yuanliang's bright eyes flashed with a cold light, and he spoke in a cold tone.

It's his territory, he's the boss.

The entire Liaodong Peninsula is the foothold and place for enlightenment that Shen Yuanliang has carved out for himself. He does not allow others to interfere and become a rat.

"Ruffians? Aristocratic family? Why don't I see them? Where are they?"

Li Wan'er smiled sweetly and pretended to be surprised, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Every time the Liaodong Peninsula merges with another world, according to the fine tradition of the Shen family, ruffians and evil aristocratic families are the first targets to be eliminated.

If we don't defeat them, how can Shen Yuanliang and others make a fortune?
(End of this chapter)