Chapter 147: Mourning is greater than dying

"Folks, hurry up!" Liu Hong gradually took two steps forward and helped the old man in the lead.

The four households in the north of the village came over carrying a door panel, on which lay Xu Baishun, who had been beaten by Xi Mengen yesterday and was covered in bruises.

Hearing that the imperial court had sent a senior official to deal with Xi Mengen, Xu Baishun stubbornly wanted to come over to see despite his serious injuries, but it was still too late, but he saw that Xi Mengen, who was unconscious, was dragged down.

"You are Xu Baishun? I heard that you were injured by the prison officer who supervised the Huangzhuang, and you were not at home to recuperate, how did you come here? Liu Hong gradually asked.

"My lord, the old man heard from his family that the dog official was corrected by the adult, so he wanted to see ...... with his own eyes" The thief finally surrendered to the law, and Xu Baishun told the truth with a happy face.

"Hehe, you're late, that guy has been discounted by the official and sent to Jinyiwei for disposal."

"There is a blue sky above three feet, the adults punish the traitors and eliminate the evil, the one hundred and twenty-seven households in the Tangshan Villa of the Old Han Dynasty have thanked the adults!" Xu Baishun propped up his right hand and struggled to kneel.

"Don't move around, it's better to recuperate, can you still eat enough food at home to survive this winter?" Liu Hong asked with concern.

"My family is okay, but other households...... Don't hide it from adults, all the farmers in the village don't have much surplus food at home, but mixed with some grass roots and bark, they can't starve to death.

It's just that we can't do heavy work, and that Simon asked us to dig the ground, and everyone really can't do it......"

"Is the life of the people so miserable?" Liu Hong gradually muttered.

"Every year is sad, every year is hard, every year is hard, and when the winter is over, the crops are harvested." Xu Baishun looked at it openly, as if he was comforting Liu Hongji.

Liu Hongjian chatted with Xu Baishun for a few more words, and after getting a general understanding of the situation of the villagers, he paced to the center of the square and signaled the farmers to calm down.

"Folks, I am Liu Hongchuan, the candidate of Daming An, and the emperor is important, just yesterday, the emperor handed over all the imperial villages, including Shuntian Mansion and Beizhili, to this candidate.

I promise you that Simmonen will be the first to punish all the cool officials who have bullied the bankers, but not the last!

Folks, I know that you have a hard time, and I am very sad to hear it.

Now there are strong captives outside the Ming Dynasty, peeking into the territory of my Ming Dynasty, and there are thieves and rebels inside who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, coupled with frequent natural disasters......"

Liu Hongjian paused at this point.

"Daming is also very difficult, it has reached the most dangerous time, I and you should all work together to get through the difficulties, there is a saying that winter is coming, spring will be far away?

Give Daming three years, I promise you, after three years, don't talk about brocade clothes and food, at least let you have enough to eat in winter, if I don't do it, everyone can go to Anguo Houfu to find me Liu Honggradually questioned. ”

Liu Honggradually looked at the sallow farmers under him with blazing eyes, this is his guarantee, as long as sweet potatoes and potatoes can be promoted, he is sure to do it in three years.

"In one fell swoop, the lord got rid of Xi Mengen, who had harmed Zhuangzi for five years, and this alone proves that Hou Ye is towards our people, and I Xu Baishun thank Hou Ye here.

What are you dogs still doing in a daze, don't you thank Master Hou soon! ”

Xu Baishun propped himself up, turned his head and yelled at the young farmers behind him.

"Thank you, Master Hou!" Many of the farmers knelt down again.

Liu Hong's face gradually turned black, let him swear again, and the tomorrow he depicted was more colorful and colorful, but these people didn't believe him at all, if Xu Baishun hadn't agreed to him first, this would really be cold.

Is it any wonder that these farmers are indifferent to Liu Hongji's assurance, and they can eat enough in winter? I'm afraid that pigs can go up the tree!

For generations, the biggest desire of the farmers is to let the children of the family have a full meal in winter, and they can be hungry, but the children can't.

It's just this simple wish, but it has never been realized, year after year, I only see the wine and meat of the powerful and corrupt official Zhumen, but the rice jar at home is still empty.

There is no greater mourning than death.

Now you say that within three years, they will be able to eat enough in winter? The devil believes in you!

"Ben Hou recently plans to build a camp in the western suburbs of the capital, next to the Xishan camp, which requires 500 workers who can build walls, and 1,500 strong people.

The moon silver is all three coins of silver, and I don't know if you have any intentions? ”

Since the people did not believe in his promise, they had to do it for them.

At first, everyone only gave Xu Baishun face, and then echoed the big official in front of them, but the next words of this big official made them look at each other.

Building a camp? Tube rice? Do you have three pieces of silver a month?

What is the concept of three coins of silver, save a little use, and basically let a family have enough to eat.

"My lord, I'm willing to go, where can I sign up!" A young farmer stepped out of the crowd.

Although I don't know if what this adult said is true or not, they don't dare to hope for it because it won't be known until a month later, but Guan Fan will definitely not deceive people.

Otherwise, if you don't have food, who still has the strength to work, now is the fallow season, if you can eat the public food, the family will have one less expense, and the children in the family can eat more rice porridge.

As for work? The cheapest in these years may be the labor force, as long as they are given food, they dare to guarantee that they can work until Liu Hong gradually goes bankrupt.

"I'm going too."

"I'm going to sign up too!"

Liu Hongjian was surrounded by many dealers in an instant, fortunately with the support of Niu Zhuang and Li Baida, otherwise the precious silk on Liu Hongji's body would have to be torn into strips of cloth by the enthusiastic dealers.

Chen Ming hurriedly set up a table, spread rice paper, and began to work on the registration matters, in order to allow most of the farmers to participate, Liu Honggradually stipulated that each household can only produce a maximum of one strong laborer.

Liu Hongjian appointed Xu Baishun as the new head of Tangshanzhuang and was responsible for the cultivation of Tangshanzhuang.

He is only responsible for controlling the general direction, such as choosing good seeds, what crops to plant, and when and how to plant, or these old farmers who have been farming for generations know best.

Those who must bow to their relatives are not necessarily good officials, and those who dare to let go may not be mediocre ministers, the key depends on people!

As long as you are wise as a torch and know people well, even if you sleep a lot every day and don't do your job, what you want to do will get twice the result with half the effort, like a fish in water.

The former is typical of today's Chongzhen Emperor, and the latter, being a hands-off shopkeeper has always been Liu Hongji's creed.

Otherwise, what fun is there when you come over and work for someone else?

The soldiers who left a small flag for Chen Mingyu, Liu Hong gradually took the rest of the people to escort eight or nine official schools to the capital.

There are more than 300 imperial villages belonging to Emperor Chongzhen, and Liu Hongjian does not know how many village heads like Xi Mengen have bullied the township.

But Liu Hong gradually believed that the old Liang Tou of Jinyi Wei would help him get rid of all the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in the Huangzhuang.

And issuing recruitment orders and selecting the new head of each villager, Yan Yingyuan is even more handy.

It seems that it has been a long time since I have been to the Jinyi Guard Yamen to sit, and overseas affairs must be arranged as soon as possible, and it is time to hold a meeting for them.

PS: All three pits have been filled, and there will be another chapter later.