Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 629

After the summer harvest, there was a light rain in the north, pattering, even with a hint of chill, quite a feeling of snow in June.

The three-year tax exemption policy is a timely rain for the long-dry north.

The people who fled in the mountains, the mountain people, came out of the forest one after another, returned to their former hometown houses, registered in the yellow book again, and became private households.

Of course, although the mountains are a little poorer, the tyranny is fiercer than a tiger, and I have been used to it for many years.It would be a little embarrassing to let them go down the mountain again.

But when it comes to playing with the mind, who can compare with me, a literati?
"House Field Order" was officially released at the beginning of the fourth year of Shaowu.

"In Shaanxi, Shanxi, Shandong, Beizhili, Henan, Shuntianfu and other places, if the people return to their hometowns, they will have their own land..."

In Matoushan Town, a retired soldier, the former Jingzhong Corps Chief, and now the Huairou County Township Chief, Zhao Tiezhu, who had his tendons cut off and became a one-armed hero, raised his head and chest, and began to preach.

In front of the township pavilion, an official document from the county was pasted, and after copying, it was distributed to the township and the head of the township read it out.

The villager beside him has a gray beard, and he is highly respected at first glance; the village policeman has a knife in his waist, and he looks majestic and menacing.

About a hundred villagers gathered in front of the pavilion, discussing a lot.

The reform of the countryside, in Beizhili, which was almost reduced to a white land, was very fast.

According to the requirements, a township is set up in three to five miles, and hundreds of households are in charge of it. Each township has three people: "management, teaching and guarding".

In order to manage affairs, a township head is set up; in teaching, in order to educate, in litigation, a village elder is set up;

That is to say, the new version of the three elders manages three to five hundred households and breaks through the restrictions of villages and villages.

What's more, the three elders in the township are even more different in that they are exempted from corvee at home and eat county government food every year. Although it is not much, they only have a salary of ten stone grain and ten silver dollars.

But in the end, he is also a member of the yamen, and the magistrate is responsible for the appointment and dismissal.

"The mayor—"

At this time, a timid man looked at the head of the township, who was stronger than the township policeman, and tremblingly said, "What does this mean?"

"Let me tell you this!"

Zhao Tiezhu's voice was rough, and his voice was like thunder:
"Those deserted houses, the few acres of land in front of and behind the house, as long as no one claims them, whoever of you will take them, go to the Yamen to become the throne, and get the title deed, then the bastard will belong to you—"

"And what if they come back?"

"So, first come, first served, within one year, first register your name, if no one comes to claim it after one year, then the house will belong to you."

Although Zhao Tiezhu patted his forehead again, he said: "By the way, I forgot to mention it."

"Those corners at the foot of the mountain, any land that is not on the yellow book, as long as you register, it is yours, and no one can take it away."

These words immediately seemed to plant a bomb, and everyone's brains were buzzing.

Isn't this Bai Na?
Many villagers are eager to try, looking around for which house is the best.

Matou Mountain is the Gyeonggi area, where the most people are lost, and there are countless vacant houses.

Moreover, due to the loss of household registration and the invalidation of the yellow book, the land and population controlled by the imperial court were greatly insufficient.

Zhao Tiezhu's Matoushan Township, according to his previous household registration, is about five li, or about [-] households, but after searching for a few days now, there are no [-] households.

It's about the same length as a mile.

Household registration, taxation, land, and education, these are the directions for the county government to assess the township, and it is also the motivation for them to be promoted.

The homestead law is too important.

After the township pavilion was read out, Zhao Tiezhu was particularly worried, looking at the brand new township office in front of him, he said, "Can this work?"

The village elder is an old boy, in his fifties, who is responsible for litigation and education. To put it bluntly, he relies on seniority and seniority to suppress people.

He knew a lot about the village, and he pinched his white beard: "Although there are only a hundred of us, there are no relatives in our family, and we can reach the mountains just by turning a corner."

"Don't worry, safekeeping will work."

"Then I'm relieved!" Zhao Tiezhu heaved a sigh of relief, and said to the old man: "However, we still have to go to various places to check, so as not to make mistakes."

"Old Chen, come with me tomorrow."

The village policeman on the side nodded helplessly.

Although he is said to be one of the three elders, he is respected by the head of the township, followed by the elders. As a township policeman, he was born as a white servant in the county government.

A donkey rolled, and Tian Dagou climbed over the wall and came to the former big family in the village, which was also his nominal uncle's house, and he knew this place clearly.

Military disasters and man-made disasters left the village barren, and everyone fled if they could. The big family even fled to the capital, saying that it is safest under the feet of the emperor, but there has been no news for several years.

His family hid in the mountains and wanted to come out the next year, but who would have thought that the Tartars would seduce people into slavery?

So he got up again.

In this way, in the mountains, a few acres of mountain land have been reclaimed, without military disasters, and without miscellaneous taxes and corvees, it is very happy.

Carefully pushing open the bamboo door, and entering the room, he knocked on the floor and walls, looking for any possible hiding places.

Summer is here, and there is no shortage of food in the mountains. There are more and more wild animals, but there is a lack of salt.

Without household registration, you can only eat private salt, but now private salt is getting less and less.

And he still has an old mother and several younger brothers to support. As the eldest son and elder brother, Tian Dagou must take responsibility.

After searching every corner, but found nothing, Tian Dagou couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment, he didn't expect that there was nothing left.

Suddenly, the cellar was discovered.

"This is a great harvest!" Tian Dagou licked his chapped lips in satisfaction, but soon became disappointed again.

There is a complete set of agricultural tools such as hoes, sickles, iron plows, and pickaxes hidden in the cellar. Although many of them are rusty, they are worth at least a dozen taels of silver in peacetime.

If you are leasing a farm ox, opening up a few acres of land is like playing.

After rummaging around, he finally found a box in the cracks.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a box of copper coins.

"what happened?"

Tian Dagou was puzzled, but there was no salt.

This dog clan is old, but he started as a salt seller, and he buys all the private salt in the village.

"Brother, are you ready?"

Suddenly, a ten-year-old boy outside the door shouted: "Someone came from the village, and he even rode a mule!"

"what?"

Tian Dagou was startled, and hurriedly opened the door, ready to escape with his younger brother, but was blocked by Zhao Tiezhu riding a mule.

"Are you the owner of this room?"

Looking at the dirty two, as well as the hunchback and rough skin, Zhao Tiezhu couldn't believe it.

"It belongs to my uncle's family." Tian Dagou forced himself to be calm: "His family has fled famine, so let me look after it for him."

"That's it!" Zhao Tiezhu was stunned, and explained the house field order with a smile.

"If your uncle doesn't come back, this house will be yours."

"There are not many people in your village. It's like a cemetery. You are the head of the village."

As he said that, he took out the token from his pocket, and a huge village character was extremely conspicuous.

(End of this chapter)