The Reborn Wife is Farming

"This is collected by each household. Although it is not enough, it is worth paying back a little bit. When the autumn harvest comes next year, everyone will pool together and pay back the rest." Liu He stuffed the money voluntarily collected by each family in Mu. Stone hands.

Although Mu Shi has money, both Shu Wanniang and Xiao Bowen got sick from the cold, and with Mu Yangling's injuries, he doesn't have much money left. It is impossible to pay back the medical expenses that the Qi family helped to advance. Seeing this, Ma Liushi naturally didn't want his nephew to suffer like this, so he went to find Liu He without telling Mu Shi.

In the past few days, the disaster victims in the whole prefecture have arrived in Fucheng one after another, and the villagers in Linshan Village have also learned about the situation in various places from them. One word, miserable, four words, tragic.

Mingshui County suffered the most, because when Jin Bing came from Jiexi Mountain, it was Mingshui County and Changju County. The villages on the other side of Jiexi Mountain suffered.

But the county magistrate of Mingshui County left the people in the county and ran away. The Jin soldiers not only plundered the county and massacred the whole county, but also followed the opened city gates into the villages of Mingshui County. The villages below, except for a small village Because of the need to cross Chushan Mountain, one location was hidden and survived, and the other villages were all burned down.

Linshan Village is not bad. Because they escaped and those who stayed in the village were killed, two hundred and sixty-three people survived, while some villages were completely wiped out, and some had only a dozen or twenty people alive.

This also made the villagers of Linshan Village more grateful to Mu Yangling. If she hadn't brought them along, Linshan Village might become the second Xishan Village.

Liu He regretted, "I don't know how many people can live in Xishan Village. I heard that the village was burned to the ground. The village is covered in blood. Those goddamn barbarians will not spare even the newborn children."

Linshan Village is very close to Xishan Village, and many people have relatives there, so they are a little sad to hear the news.

Liu He saw that everyone was silent, so he tapped on the pipe and raised his voice: "Okay, the living are important, Da Cang, what news did you go to the yamen to find out? The magistrate didn't say when the warehouse will be opened for disaster relief?"

Liu Dacang is Liu He's eldest son. If there is no accident, he will succeed Liu He as the patriarch of the Liu family and the head of Linshan Village.

Liu Dacang looked a little dignified, and said: "I've inquired about it, and the yamen doesn't say anything. Now there are quite a few people around there. Later, I asked a yamen servant privately, and he said, I'm afraid the government office won't open. warehouse for disaster relief."

"What did you say?" Liu Erqian jumped up, "How can we survive the winter without opening warehouses to help the disaster? Our food has been robbed, and even the house has been burned down..."

"That's enough, that's enough," Liu Daqian held his younger brother and taught him a lesson, "How old are you? You still have this bluffing look, and the younger generation doesn't feel ashamed to panic in front of you."

"What am I ashamed of?" Liu Erqian muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm not wrong, haven't we eaten all the food we brought from home?"

Liu He looked at his son and asked, "Did the yamen servant say what the prefect plans to do with us disaster victims?"

Liu Dacang's voice was low, his eyes were slightly red, and he said: "I said it, the gentlemen of the country felt sorry for us and were willing to lend us the food stored at home temporarily, but they only need the land deed as collateral."

The cigarette stick in Liu He's hand fell to the ground, Mu Yangling raised his head, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, Liu Daqian and others fell silent.

Fang Zhuzi looked left and right, and finally stepped forward leaning on a cane, and asked, "What's the matter, let's mortgage it, and we'll pay it back after next year's autumn harvest."

Fang Liu slapped his son on the head for the first time, and cried: "What do you know about prodigal stuff? You can never get it back if you mortgage it. You have seen things that go into the landlord's house and you can buy them again." Take it out? This is to force us to death."

Liu He's face sank like water, and his chest heaved sharply, "The government office doesn't produce a grain of food?"

"Father, don't be in a hurry." Liu Dacang hurriedly supported him, "This is just the one-sided statement of the yamen servant. Let's wait a few days and see, maybe the government office will open a warehouse to release grain."

This is just Liu Dacang's words of consolation, because within three days, the magistrate stood in the government office and cried poorly, "The tax and food have been transported to Lin'an Mansion, plus the military pay allocated to the Xiying Army, there is no money in the treasury. The food is gone, but you don't have to worry, I have already discussed with several local lords, they are willing to temporarily lend food to you, so that everyone can have a good year, just, in order to avoid some people who steal and cheat If you don’t pay it back, you need to mortgage the land deed in your home. If you don’t have a land deed, it doesn’t matter. Write down your own land. As long as you verify it, you can borrow grain. Next autumn, when everyone returns the grain they borrowed, these land deeds will naturally be returned, and the agreement will also be voided.”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and many people were moved, but some older elders suppressed their nephews and refused to go forward. In Linshan Village, Liu He, Liu Daqian and others also suppressed the noisy villagers. Said: "This thing cannot be exchanged. The land is the lifeblood of our farmers. Once it is taken out, it will not come back."

"But didn't Master Zhifu say that we only need to pay back the food next year?" The young man was still moved, and smiled apologetically, "Grandpa, you should agree, we were hungry two days ago, and we will die if we don't eat any more." Going to starve to death."

"That's right, if everyone is dead, it's useless to ask for the title deed." Fang Zhuzi touched the pocket where the title deed was kept, still moved.

Fang Liushi held the eldest son tightly, not allowing him to come forward.

Although she couldn't make sense, she knew that this was not a good thing, and she absolutely couldn't exchange the land deed, otherwise their family would have to drink the northwest wind in the future.

Although Fang Zhuzi and the others were heartbroken, Liu He was highly respected. Now he was standing in front with a sullen face, and no one dared to step forward.

In front of the gate of the government office, there are already twelve tables lined up in a row, with the names of the gentry written on the front, and someone carrying bags of grain at the back and putting them behind. The book, and the food can be taken away immediately.

Seeing the food, everyone was even more excited. Mu Yangling saw that several people had already stepped forward holding the land deed.

When you become a bitch, you have to set up a memorial archway.

If things go on like this, no matter how powerful Liu He is, he will not be able to hold everyone down. The most important thing is that everyone is out of food now. , Could it be possible to watch the villagers starve to death in the end?

This is almost a dead end. Everyone has to mortgage if they mortgage, and they have to mortgage if they don’t mortgage. After this, how many people will become slave laborers of the country gentry?