Chapter 387: The Yellow River Enters View
Fang Wushang's head was spinning.
But for all his confusion, Gao Yiye's words seemed to make sense.
Indeed, with travel permits, the people of Gao Family Village could legally and legitimately travel across the land. Yet, as the Chengcheng County military inspector, he was confined to Chengcheng County, struggling to keep pace with their expanding reach.
If something happened elsewhere, asking local officials to handle it might not work. For instance, the Heyang County Magistrate, Feng Jun, couldn't, or rather, dared not, confront an army armed with hundreds of firearms. That's why he had come to Chengcheng County, seeking Liang Shixian's advice.
Seeing him lost in thought, Gao Yiye smiled and said, "General Fang, could it be that you only intend to concern yourself with matters within Chengcheng County? If something happens outside the county, would you truly not care, even if the world turned upside down?"
Fang Wushang quickly replied, "Of course not! I'm not the kind of person who only cares about their own immediate concerns. Last time, I truly wanted to pursue Fan Shan Yao, but I couldn't enter Heyang County, so I had to give up, alas... If I were the Shaanxi Commander-in-Chief, I would have led my army into Heyang then and there, and chopped off Fan Shan Yao's head."
Gao Yiye replied, "Exactly! If General Fang becomes the Gao Family Village military inspector, then from now on, even if people from Gao Family Village leave Chengcheng County and commit wrongdoings elsewhere, you'll have the authority to apprehend them. Weren't you worried they might commit unlawful acts after receiving weapons bestowed by the Heavenly Lord? This is your best chance to uphold justice in the human world."
Fang Wushang gritted his teeth. "Alright, I'll do it."
The fellow had fallen for it, after all.
If Gao Family Village truly rebelled in the future, Fang Wushang would become a high-ranking official among the traitors—a possibility he hadn't considered in the slightest.
If it had been Liang Shixian or the Heyang County Magistrate, they would certainly have realized it.
Inexplicably, Fang Wushang received the position of 'Gao Family Village Military Inspector.' Inexplicably, it was announced to the entire village. Then, just as inexplicably, the Heavenly Lord 'personally manifested,' bestowing upon him a 'divine sword' in front of everyone – the kind capable of executing corrupt rulers and treacherous officials alike – and announcing his new duties to the whole village.
Fang Wushang, with a dazed mind, accepted this new position. On his way home, with a 'divine sword' hanging from his right hip and a newly purchased Japanese katana from his left, he felt utterly disoriented.
As he walked, a thought suddenly struck him: "I wonder how sharp this divine sword truly is."
He took down the Japanese katana with his left hand and the divine sword with his right, then sharply struck them together.
With a sharp *crack*, the Japanese katana snapped into two.
"Ah! My five taels of silver!"
In late autumn, incredible news arrived from Heyang County.
Heyang County had a bumper harvest!
However, their so-called bumper harvest merely amused the people of Gao Family Village. "What harvest?" they scoffed. "That's just an ordinary year's yield!"
"Exactly," another chimed in. "They only harvested one or two *shi* of grain per *mu* and dare call that a bumper harvest? They clearly don't know what a *real* bumper harvest looks like."
"Here in Gao Family Village, if a *mu* doesn't yield three or four *shi* of grain, you'd be too embarrassed to even claim you know how to farm."
"That's because we have Celestial Fertilizer here, and Heyang County doesn't, do they?"
Hearing his little people's discussions, Li Daoxuan suddenly remembered something: he had only brought rain to Heyang County, but hadn't sent them any chemical fertilizer.
However, this was a small matter, and easy enough to handle.
After giving a few instructions into the box, Gao Yiye went to find Zhao Sheng, also known as Dian Dengzi. Soon, an "agricultural technology exchange team," led by Zhao Sheng and comprised of experienced farmers from Gao Family Village, set off.
Li Daoxuan's view followed Zhao Sheng. The group boarded a solar bus and drove towards Heyang County. After a period of development, the cement road connecting Gao Family Village directly to Heyang County was now fully open.
The bus passed through vast stretches of Heyang County. In the fields on both sides of the road, joyous common folk were everywhere, frantically harvesting their grain.
This was Heyang County's first harvest after four years of severe drought. Although they lacked chemical fertilizer and could only grow as much grain as in ordinary years, they were utterly brimming with contentment.
As the bus passed by, the farmers couldn't help but stop their work and bow towards the vehicle. "Many thanks to the Heavenly Lord," they murmured. "It's all thanks to the Heavenly Lord inviting the Dragon King to bring us rain..."
Li Daoxuan watched as specks of light rose from the farmers now and then, scattered points of brilliance converging towards the four walls of the diorama box. With a thought, he quickly checked the Salvation Index, only to find that, without his notice, it had grown significantly once more.
He now roughly understood how to judge the expansion of his field of view in kilometers based on the rising index value. This newly accumulated Salvation Index, roughly translated in his mind, meant an expansion of his field of view radius by about thirty *li*.
A thought sparked in Li Daoxuan's mind. *Hmm? Wait!* Wasn't the distance from Heyang County to Qichuan Ferry exactly about thirty *li*?
Previously, his field of view had only just reached Heyang County, but with this expansion, he should theoretically be able to see Qichuan Ferry.
Li Daoxuan was overjoyed. He stopped following Zhao Sheng's movements and eagerly tapped the east and south buttons. His field of view constantly shifted southeast, and after frantically tapping for a while, a cement fortress finally appeared in his sight.
Then his view shifted again: The Yellow River!
The Yellow River had finally entered his field of vision.
First, he saw a row of small boats by the dock, all just fishing vessels a few meters long, not a single proper large ship among them.
Then his view continued to shift to the right.....
The rolling, turbid waters of the Yellow River began to fill Li Daoxuan's field of vision.
His diorama box was currently 5 by 3 meters, and the visible field of view was about 1000 by 600 meters. The Yellow River's width at this section of Qichuan Ferry was, coincidentally, just over a thousand meters.
When Li Daoxuan pushed the "east" button as far as it would go, all he could see in the entire box was the murky yellow river water, surging and turbulent.
It was a strange sensation, like a river flowing right through his room. Watching its waters surge through his living room, he felt an undeniable urge to recite poetry.
"Don't you see, the Yellow River's waters descend from the heavens!"
Li Daoxuan's lips slowly curved into a smile. "Finally, I can see the Yellow River. The boat models I prepared beforehand can also be placed into the box."
However.......
Simply placing them inside would be meaningless; he needed his little people to pilot them.
Therefore, he still needed to move his little people to the dock first.
Just as he was considering switching his view back to find his little people, a familiar figure emerged on top of the Qichuan Ferry fortress: dressed in flowing white robes, with a perfectly straight back and a deliberately grand posture, it was none other than Bai Yuan.
Beside him was Instructor Zhang, the militia instructor from Xia Zhuang in Heyang County. The two stood on the fortress wall, hands clasped behind their backs, gazing at the rolling Yellow River, engaged in an awkward conversation.
Instructor Zhang said, "Mr. Bai, those high-quality weapons of yours... could you get some for our Heyang County militia too?"
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