The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Xue Zongqi didn't take it seriously. Since he knew there were scholars here, he couldn't make people look up at them with their necks raised.

What was that like?

The city gate was opened, Xue Zongqi led the crowd to go out, and Heng Dao immediately stood in the middle, looking very majestic.

His eyes fell on Yan Huaiwen.

It has to be said that Old Yan's skin is very good, and his temperament is outstanding, which is expected to be good.

Xue Zongqi couldn't sum it up in such an elegant way, but this person looked very complicated.

After a few words, the identities of Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan were clarified.

They checked the household registrations of the two of them, and it was even more convincing.

"So it's Yan Xiucai and Liang Tongsheng." Zongqi Xue clasped his fists politely.

"I've also heard that there are many bandits in Leshan Prefecture, but it's not even officialdom?"

Xue Zongqi was a little bit sad, saying that their Guanzhou was often seized and looted by barbarians, and it was not a good place. He looked at the current Leshan Mansion, not as good as their Guanzhou.

Otherwise, why would the Leshan people go to them.

He thought of something, and said sternly: "My lord has ordered first, I will lose my citizenship to take in the victims in Guanzhou."

Fearing that people would not like it, he hurried to talk about the benefits first: "After registering, the land will be divided according to the head, five acres per person, and three months' rations will be given. The seeds can also be collected at the yamen, and the land tax will be exempted for three years."

Yan'er was elated when he heard it.

Guanzhou is so good?

The little abacus in his heart flipped.

According to five mu of land per person, there are six and a half people in their family.

That half is still in the mother's womb, I don't know if it counts, if it doesn't count, it will lose five acres of land all at once.

Whoooo!

Old Yan's heart hurts!

Yan Huaiwen asked warmly: "Three years later, I don't know how much the land tax will be? How long will the corvee be? We are all neighbors, maybe we can be resettled together? Manshan and I still want to continue our business. Ask Xue Zongqi, Guanzhou Is there a famous academy, where is it located?"

Xue Zongqi: I am so embarrassed that I want to pick my feet.

Academies in Guanzhou...

The well-known ones must all be in Fucheng!

Where is it located? ask him? Who did he ask?

"Official school, yes, official school, my official school in Huju City is very good, hahaha, there are quite a few scholars out there!"

As soon as Mr. Xue said the words, he regretted it.

Damn, not to mention the tigers occupying the city, the entire Guanzhou prefecture can count the number of scholars, and even a big bastard like him knows that the talents in Guanzhou are incomparable with those in other big prefectures.

Let alone a scholar, even the Juren is also a big guy in a slump.

Few of the Juren in Guanzhou dare to go to Beijing to take the exam. Why waste that money? They won’t pass the exam anyway...

"We in Guanzhou grow crops once a year, the land tax is not high, and corvée..." Xue Zongqi looked at Liang Tongsheng, and said very sincerely: "It must not be as heavy as Leshan."

He chuckled, "Building city walls, digging ditches, paving roads, and building houses are the usual ones. People from other governments have misunderstood us in Guanzhou, and they all think that we are forced to serve in the military. It's all a misunderstanding. We send people to come and join us during the slack season." Practice, control food and control, and let people go back when the time comes.

Our Guanzhou is too big, Bei Rong often comes here, and occasionally Xi Rong will join in the fun, there are few soldiers in the guard, and there are always times when we can't take care of them, so practice with us more, the folks also have the power to protect themselves, it's really a small The tartars who kill them can be exchanged for rewards, and they can hang money for each head! "

After Xue Zongqi finished speaking, he regretted it again!

I want to smack my mouth.

What do you say that the Tartars hang money on their heads, and then scare people away!

"Haha! There aren't many opportunities like this. Our Huju has a strong army and a good location. It's not like Longxing, which is facing the grassland where the Tartars graze. It's not like Fengyang, which is connected to the land of the three clans. The situation is tense. Huju It’s the closest to Xizhou, relying on each other, and it’s the safest place, ahahaha!”

Yan Lao Er: I believed in your ghost.

Let people go to the barracks for drills every year during the slack season, good guy, who came up with this bad idea, absolutely!

Controlled and controlled, a group of hot-blooded men train together every day, and their relationship heats up rapidly!

After so many years, how could he not have a deep affection for the military camp?

If there are a few more Bei Rong attacks, Pao Ze will be injured or killed, the hot-blooded man will have to rush up screaming!

Routine!

Such a deep routine!

"You guys want to share it together, no problem! We have nothing else in Huju City, we have plenty of land..."

Several people understood.

This President Xue wants them to stay in Huju City.

Not to mention that they want to go to Yongning more, even if Yongning fails, there will be Gufeng, no matter how poor Changping is, the three border towns in Guanzhou are not in their consideration at all.

"Xue Zongqi, where do you apply for registration? What's the point?" Yan Huaiwen asked kindly.

Xue Zongqi was shocked!

This is, feeling his enthusiasm?

His tone immediately became a little more eager, and he said: "Haha, you can go to the government office in the city to do it. The lord's surname is Tian, ​​and I know him well. Just wait, I'll let someone know about Mr. Tian, ​​and I promise to make arrangements for you guys." Yes, ahahaha!"

Seeing that someone was about to leave, Yan Laoer became anxious and kept winking at Lao Yan.

Unexpectedly, Xue Zongqi, who was leaving, suddenly turned around, smiled and said: "Look at me, I forgot to say.

Don't worry, Gufeng and Changping not only give less land, but also need money for registration.

Yongning is even more outrageous because it is the location of the prefectural city. Guess what, regardless of the division of land, registration costs ten taels of silver, one person, ten taels! Tut tut!

If I don’t learn from them in Hujucheng, they are all suffering from disasters. How dare I accept your money, we don’t want money, don’t worry, a big guy doesn’t need to give it.

If there is anyone who dares to ask for your registered silver, just come to me, and see if Grandpa Xue doesn't smash it, he will be full of flowers...

Oh, by the way, we set up a porridge shed at the gate of the city, and we will give out porridge in the morning and evening. You people have to be wronged for a few days and live in the shed outside the city for three days. After three days, someone will take you to resettle. "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Xue hurriedly found someone to return to the city, and every word he yelled in that loud voice fell into their ears clearly.

Not to mention the excitement in that tone.

Village Chief Luo kept silent for a long time, and then he whispered: "I'll be good, I want ten taels of silver for one person!"

Uncle An subconsciously touched the money bag he had hidden on his body.

"You can't go to Fucheng, there will be nothing left after you get registered!"

Village head Luo thought deeply, "If you don't give the land, we farmers, how can we do without land."

Uncle An also nodded: "There are still two cities with little land given. I don't know what kind of land is given in this city? Is it good or not?"

"Don't even think about the high-quality fertile land. It would be nice if one of the five acres of land is a middle field." Village Chief Luo said.

The two old men talked about five acres of land and five acres of land. They were obviously dazzled by the Hujucheng's registration policy, and they already had a bias in their hearts.

Second Yan approached Old Yan and asked in a low voice, "Brother, is this the 'exquisite' you asked about? Do you have to pay money for registration?"

Don’t look too closely at the superficial texts. When you look at the stories, don’t rely on our real history, okay? (*▽*)

Zhai Zhai's label for this book is very clear - relaxing, short-lived parents, wearing books, farming, platform, disaster resistance, poverty alleviation, thigh flying... (I can't spoil the spoiler later~)

According to Zhai’s prediction, it takes about 25W words to finish walking the deserted road, and I overwrote it before I knew it~~

I really don’t want to write a long article anymore, it’s too tiring~ Depending on the situation, I need to cut some of the following routes, after all, the outline is the outline, and it’s completely different from the written article hahaha~( # ^.^ # )

In fact, I want to start a new book recently~ I really like this kind of natural disaster survival style (⊙x⊙;)

But~ hold back, people who are more burdened are not qualified to talk about new books, they can't even think about it o(╥﹏╥)o

Alright dears, let us guess where the Yan family will settle down?

See if your brain circuits are on the same line with the house~