As long as the economy can recover, Changsha will soon return to its former prosperity.
"Okay, that's all I have to say."
Zhao Jun stood on the dock as soldiers began to board the ship. He warned everyone, "Governance and development are both indispensable. Guangdong Road is now a key channel for overseas trade, but most merchant ships, even after arriving in Guangdong, will only continue on to Fujian or Hangzhou."
"This time when I went south to Lingnan, I also urged local officials to actively open up to the outside world, create a better business environment, and attract more foreign merchants. It would be best if they could organize a fleet and personally send people to the West to take a look."
"As long as we can continue to expand the scale of foreign trade and open up more overseas markets, Guangdong will be able to continuously absorb foreign gold, silver and copper coins, bringing countless wealth to the Song Dynasty."
"What Hunan needs to do is seize this opportunity. If we can make water transportation more efficient, merchants from Guangdong can ship their goods directly to the Yangtze River, then send them to Xiangyang via the Han River. From there, they can go directly to Bianliang by land, which is much shorter than going to Jiangdong."
"At the same time, we must actively develop local handicraft manufacturing, ship Hunan products to Guangdong, and sell them abroad. Going global and bringing in foreign products is my most basic requirement for Guangdong Road and Hunan Road. I hope you can earnestly achieve this."
Zhao Jun has also been explaining some basic vocabulary these days, such as trade, market, and trend. These words actually existed in ancient times, but their meanings are slightly different from those in later times, which is why they need explanation.
Everyone nodded repeatedly after hearing this.
While Zhao Jun was speaking, more and more people were gathering outside the city.
Because the people who followed out seemed to feel something was wrong.
In the past, when Zhao Jun inspected the disaster-stricken counties and villages around Tanzhou, he never brought the army with him. At most, he would bring a few dozen guards.
After all, having an army of more than a thousand people following around is not only inconvenient, but also adds burden to the local government.
Therefore, these troops usually stay in Changsha to help the disaster-stricken people in Changsha clear silt, dig fields and build dams, and they will not follow Zhao Jun at all.
But what's happening now?
The people almost immediately thought of a terrible thing - the governor was going to leave Tanzhou.
At once, many people ran into the city, shouting and yelling everywhere.
"Something happened, the dean is leaving."
"Everyone, get up quickly and go to the dock to see that the director is about to leave Changsha."
"Why are you still drinking tea? Let's hurry to the dock now."
Those people called their friends and caused a sensation in the whole city.
Changsha County is not a big city, but its population is dense and large. By the time of Emperor Huizong of Song, it had surpassed Hangzhou and was second only to Bianliang.
When the news of Zhao Jun's departure was heard, the whole city seemed to come alive in an instant. Many people were still in bed, but when they heard about this, they hurriedly put on their clothes and walked out of the house, then ran towards the west gate.
The soldiers on Zhao Jun's side had almost boarded the boat. They also gave instructions to Wang Yao and others, and as they spoke, they turned around and boarded the boat to prepare to leave.
At this moment, all sorts of chaotic noises were suddenly heard coming from the direction of the city gate in the distance.
When everyone looked over, they saw that many people had come to the city gate at some point in time, and they were shouting, "Don't go, Magistrate," "Stay," and "Stay a few more days."
Everyone was stunned.
And not only at the city gate, but also in the southern suburbs, people continued to run over, shouting and hoping that he would stay.
Zhao Jun had already arrived on the boat at this time, and was a little surprised when he saw this scene.
He had actually encountered this kind of thing in other places, such as Huainan, but both the scale and the number of people involved were much smaller than the current situation.
After all, he benefited the entire Huainan Road in Huainan, and he left in Zhenzhou. The people in Zhenzhou did not feel deeply about what he did, and it was impossible for the people from all over Huainan who had benefited from him to come.
But now he was in Tanzhou to show his favor, and the people of Tanzhou had seen what Zhao Jun had done these days, so when they learned that Zhao Jun was leaving, it was impossible for them not to come and see him off.
"Master, shall we start the boat?"
Jiang Dalang next to him asked.
Zhao Jun saw that the people had already flocked to the dock, and many of them had already run to the dock. He smiled bitterly and said, "If you leave immediately, it will hurt the people's feelings. Why don't you stay here for a while and say goodbye to them?"
"yes."
Jiang Dalang ordered not to sail yet.
In a short while, the dock was crowded with people, and countless people on the shore stretched out their hands and waved to Zhao Jun.
Someone shouted loudly, "Prime Minister, please stay a few more days. The people of Tanzhou have not yet thanked you."
"Master Zhi, you are my family's savior. Please accept my greeting."
Some people knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Master, please take care of yourself after this farewell."
Someone cried out loudly.
"Zhiyuan!"
Some people simply didn't know what to say and just kept shouting Zhao Jun's position.
More people raised their hands and shouted something.
All kinds of noisy sounds filled the air, and the entire dock seemed to be drowned by such sounds.
Zhao Jun could only stand at the bow and wave, shouting, "Go back, fellow villagers, go back."
No one left.
Some people took off their hats to salute, some knelt down and cried, and some stood on tiptoe and patted the hull, trying to shake hands with him.
Seeing more and more people gathering towards the dock, Zhao Jun was afraid of a stampede, so he had to say, "Switch off! If this continues, something bad will happen."
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