Dandere General and his Lord

Ten li is a pavilion, five pavilions are a village, and several villages are a county.

The village has already gone through the formalities for Yang Sheng to settle down.

But Yang Sheng came here for the first time. The village chief verified the identity certificate presented by Yang Sheng, received him warmly, and invited Yang Sheng to settle down, Li Zheng from Xu Cuo. Let him lead Yang Sheng to see the homestead and fields he has been assigned.

There was a man in the thirties. He led Yang Sheng and others on the walk, while facing Yang Sheng, he cupped his hands and said, "Yang Shangchao can settle in our Xucuoli, which is really a blessing for my neighbors. We promise Most of the people who settled in the house were first-class officials and ordinary scholars, and the second-level superiors like Yang Shangzao were the first."

According to the New Deal, positions such as village chief and Lizheng should also be held by low-ranking titles.

However, when the New Deal was first implemented, there were very few people with rank, and they could only select temporary appointments from the commoners, so they were already quite enthusiastic about Yang Sheng, a second-level centurion.

Yang Sheng has always been a person who is very able to win over people. After a few visits, he became familiar with Li Zheng.

He held Li Zheng's hand and casually stuffed a small bag of money into his sleeve while laughing: "Brother, I am a bare-handed man, I have neither parents nor mother-in-law, and I am in the army every day. What's in the door here? , I want my brother to help me more."

The place was laughing, and after pushing back several times, they reluctantly took the purse and led them into the inner door.

Bianzhou is a post-war reconstruction site. Although a large number of villages and counties have been planned, it is still sparsely populated. There are large areas of wasteland and many unowned houses.

Li Zheng led Yang Sheng and the others to a dilapidated earthen house.

The walls of this house are built with rammed earth, the purlins are slanted with a roof made of reed bundles, and the ridges, eaves and sky hooks are even covered with earth tiles.

Although the walls were cracked due to being uninhabited for a long time, the thatch on the roof was scraped away, and the skylight was opened, but it was still a very good earthen house among the many deserted houses in this house, even better than the soldiers in the city. The rammed earth house is much better.

"You see, Yang Shangzao, this house was originally the residence of a wealthy family, and that family disappeared during the war. Yang Shangzao was busy with military affairs, so he probably couldn't spare time to build a new house. My brother decided to make this house privately. Allocated to Shangzao, the right to use as a foothold. In the future, when Shangzao has spare time, it will not be too late to slowly renovate a new house.”

This is a very beautiful saying. What he means is that everyone only divides a piece of homestead, but I consider that you have no family to help you, so I will give you a piece of land with an old house. You can use it when you clean it up, so you don't have time to build a new one.

Yang Shenglian said thank you.

After Lizheng left, Yang Luhou and the others cheered, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door that had been crooked by half, and swarmed in.

This small house is divided into two columns, front and rear, surrounded by a rammed-earth yard. There are three large houses in the front row, and pigsties, thatched huts and utility rooms in the rear row.

There is a well and a set of stone tables and chairs in the yard, and a jujube tree grows majestically against the yard wall.

Although the earth walls had cracked several cracks and the roof was light, the interior had been ransacked several times, and it was very messy.

But they were still unable to suppress the excitement and excitement in their hearts.

A month ago, they were still huddled in a pigsty-like slave camp. In order to grab a dry place to sleep, they fought countless fights with Brother Sheng.

I dare not even dream that I can have my own house and my own fields.

Today, although only Brother Sheng has gotten the house. But for them, it became a visible and tangible dream. In order to realize this dream, they are willing to fight with their lives.

Several young and strong men acted quickly.

Cut reeds, borrow tools.

Repair the roof, build walls, clean the house, and live in full swing.

Yang Luhou called two big buckets of water and put them in the house. He couldn't help rolling around on the rammed earth collapse, his limbs wide open, and he lay still with his face upright. Yang Luhou looked through the broken roof above his head and saw that Yang Sheng was resting on the purlin.

"It's good, Brother Sheng." Yang Luhou said, "there is such a yard, marry another wife, swing it down, and give birth to a few fat boys. I fought on the front line, earned money, earned fields, and sent Come back and give them flowers."

Yang Sheng snorted softly. He didn't speak, just looked into the distance, wondering what he was thinking.

"Tomorrow, I will carry the wood by myself."

Yang Sheng glanced down at him and dropped a reed from the gap.

"That's right, Brother Sheng." Yang Luhou sat up, "I just went to borrow tools, and found that there are very few households in this whole area. You have so many fields, but how can you be good? You always have to find someone to rent. It is."

...

At the foot of the West Mountain at the moment, an old farmer and his family are busy in the fields.

A noble boy in luxurious clothes, squatting on the edge of the field, greeted him with a smile.

"Old man, how are the crops growing this year? Will it be a good year?"

This noble man has a handsome appearance and a gentle demeanor. Behind him stood a vigilant black-clothed attendant. There was a carriage parked not far away, and the entourage of Haohao dàngdàng, the pomp was amazing.

It must be a noble man in the city who came out for an outing.

The old man didn't flinch.

"It's growing well. This 100 mu of land will definitely produce 200 stone millets, and there's more than that."

"Two hundred stones? So few?" Cheng Qianye was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

In modern times, although she has lived in the city since she was a child, she is not interested in agriculture.

I understand too well, but in her impression, one mu of land can produce one or two thousand catties of grain.

In this era, how can such a point be produced?

"Young Master, you are a noble person, and you don't know the work in this field." The old farmer didn't care, he stopped his hoe and talked to Cheng Qian, "This is even if the weather is good, the old man regards every mu of land as an eyeball. Only by taking care of your son can you produce so much."

"The old man also has 100 acres of land on the other side of the West Mountain. It is close to the Bian River. The land is fertile and watery, and it is expected to produce 300 shi."

"Father, do you have so much land in your family?"

"My family came from Zhengzhou who was deserted by soldiers, how can there be so much land. Thanks to the kindness of our lord, I became a Jin nationality and divided 30 acres of land. But my family has a large population, and I have to rent children every year. Enough for the whole family to chew." The old man put up the towel on his shoulders and wiped off the sweat.

"Fortunately, there are a lot of military households here, and there are villages specially set up for the soldiers. Many of these soldiers have recently obtained military merit, worshipped the nobles, and divided the fields. The small family has not moved here yet. This large amount of land No one is planting, the old man rented 200 acres of fields in one go."

"Can you be busy like this?" Cheng Qianye asked.

"Hey, what's so hard to come by? It's better to have crops than to be hungry. The whole family is here. Look, even my little grandchildren have been called to help." The old man pointed to the busy few in the field. Naked child.

"In the first year of this year, our lord said that we will not charge rent. As long as we get through this year and save some money to buy a cow, next year's life will be better."

Cheng Qianye stood up, clapped his hands, and saluted, "Thank you, old man, for clarifying the confusion."

"Hey, the noble person is so polite, what is this worth?"

Cheng Qianye glanced at Mo Qiaosheng, turned around and walked towards the convoy.

Mo Qiaosheng took out a money bag from his arms and put it on the ridge.

"Buy the kids clothes."

...

The convoy arrived at Xishan Hot Spring Courtyard.

In the Moon God Spring, white mist lingers.

Mo Qiaosheng voluntarily and consciously put a black cloth on his eyes, held the railing, and stepped into the spring.

There was the sound of someone entering the water.

A wet palm took his hand and led him to lean against the pool wall and sit on the steps in the water.

"The hot spring is the most relaxing." A voice sounded beside him, "I really want to come with you every day."

"Qiaosheng." The man said softly, "Do you want to take the cloth off your eyes?"

Mo Qiaosheng was startled, and subconsciously wanted to stand up in a hurry.

But he accidentally slipped his feet, and the whole person sank into the water.

Cheng Qianye stretched out his arms to support the panicked man and lifted him out of the water.

"Why are you scared like this." She said with a smile.

The face covered by the black cloth was flushed, and even the tips of his ears were flushed.

"If you don't want it, forget it." Cheng Qianye patted the cramped head, "You'll be leaving soon, so I'll tell you later."

He is so cute.

Cheng Qianye bit his lip and touched the head all at once.

The man said nothing on the surface, but he had such strong emotions in his heart.

Such flowers blooming in front of my eyes one after another are like silent confessions.

How can I bear it?