A year later.
Tamsui City was booming.
Its population had surpassed 200,000.
That number far exceeded the people Zheng Zhilong had moved to Tayouan.
He had been relocating people all along, yet after nearly twenty years, he still had fewer than 100,000.
Wenren Sheng, meanwhile, had relocated 200,000 refugees in just one year.
In fact, he could have moved even more.
It was simply impossible to handle it all at once.
After the immigrants arrived, the governing structure followed the typical model of a regional military regime.
There were complete government offices and an established administrative system. Of course, the names were different, much like the various ejen titles of the Manchu Qing, which were really just different Ming Dynasty military posts.
Wenren Sheng had another identity here: Big Boss.
The Tamsui immigrants all knew him as Big Boss, but few knew his true identity as the Military Preparation Circuit.
Tayouan was an island. Once most people went there, they were allowed in but not out.
Only those judged honest and reliable, after screening and training, could board ships to become sailors, soldiers, or shopkeepers, and were permitted to go out and conduct trade.
Naturally, quite a few rivals wanted to secretly report that Wenren Sheng was building up a power base in preparation for rebellion.
It was laughable.
Because Wenren Sheng truly did have the means to rebel.
So he merely spent 30,000 taels of silver on the new Governor and several high-ranking ministry officials, and the matter was smoothed over.
They could report him wherever they pleased.
Did they really think Great Ming was still in its early or middle years? Back then, if someone attempted rebellion, they would immediately be arrested and sent to the capital. If they resisted, a great army would be dispatched to crush