Farmer’s Blessed Girl

When Shutong and Cui Yuan left, they couldn't help but look at those yamen and city gate officials with sympathy. When they found out that their young master had taken money in private, please help Xianxian advocate the recruitment and settlement of land. I wonder if they will regret what happened today. .

Cui Yuan closed his fan and patted him on the head, "Drive your car carefully and close your eyes."

He said calmly: "Master Bai came up with this idea. He also said that he was holding it when the sky fell. What does it have to do with me? Don't talk about me in your heart."

Shutong covered his head and said, "I didn't say young master..."

Cui Yuan planned to visit each county and stay for a few days, and when he went to the next county, someone had already arrived in Beihai County.

They stood at the gate of the city and looked up at the gate of Beihai County. They always felt that it looked more shabby than the counties they had visited before.

But already here, they couldn't leave, so they entered the city in groups.

Their clothes were ragged, and many of them had short straw sandals, and some went barefoot.

These people were skinny, and some of them were carrying their children. They stood on the street in a daze for a while, but they didn't know where they were going.

But they looked left and right, and found that the streets of Beihai County were quite clean, and at first glance, there was not a single beggar.

Everyone was overjoyed and couldn't help but look at the young man headed.

The young man was also very thin and his clothes were tattered, but his face and neck looked cleaner than others. After thinking about it, he said, "Since it is said that Beihai County is recruiting people, it should be going to the county office."

"Go to the county government office..." Many people hesitated and refused to leave. "What if they do not divide the land and arrest us as tenants?"

They have been refugees for some years, and some counties will recruit them for their political achievements, but they will not assign land to them, but will directly record their household registration, and then take them to find some landlords. If they can be seen, they will be recruited as tenants. .

But they had to pay a lot of rent, and they still couldn’t get enough to eat, not to mention that they didn’t even have a house, so they would be better off living as refugees.

And some people are so skinny that they don't even look down on the landlords, and in the end they have to go to the streets to beg for food, but they are already on the household registration, and they are taxed every year, so they often have to run away and become refugees.

So they were very bachelors, so they said, "Let's run away if it's a big deal."

"It's not always so lucky. Didn't the few from Ohashi Village run away last time? They were dragged directly to serve, and now I don't know if they are still alive."

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "The youngest and I will go first. You guys are waiting on the street. If you lie, you can run away. We have strength and fast feet, so it's easier to run away. ."

Everyone should get down.

So the young man took two people to the county office while inquiring. The others sat on the floor at random places on the street corner. There were three people with children. thing.

The dinner for the evening hasn't arrived yet...

When the three of them arrived at the county office, they stood at the announcement wall to probe their brains and did not dare to go forward.

The three of them didn't dare to go forward, so they could only hide behind the announcement wall, looking up and seeing the densely packed words posted on it, the three of them didn't know a word.

The young man sighed, "If only I could read, maybe I don't even need to go up."

The two yamen standing guard in front of the county yamen had already seen the three of them, and when they saw them poking their heads and looking at the rotten cloth on their bodies that could barely cover their bodies, they stepped forward with their big swords and shouted: " What are you three doing?"

The three were startled and wanted to turn around and run away. The yamen had already asked, "Is it a beggar from our county or from another county?"

The young man stopped his back foot, swallowed and asked, "Can't there be beggars in the county?"

"What kind of beggars are those with hands and feet? Magistrate Bai is in urgent need of manpower. Where did you beg before?"

The young man immediately said: "We are from other counties. We heard that Beihai County is recruiting workers and giving land to refugees, so we came here."

"Dividing land? It's not easy for you to divide land, but it's not difficult to recruit workers. Come in with me."

The three looked at each other, raised their feet and followed the yamen in. They carefully looked left and right, and asked, "Then, does it matter?"

"Our county magistrate said that even if we settle down, we must choose excellent people. The land in Beihai County is reserved for diligent and capable people, so it is not so easy to divide the land, but it is not difficult to work. Now our county Missing people."

"I don't know what work it is?"

"What kind of work can you do?" The yamen looked at them with disgust and said, "You can also farm the land, let's go."

After entering the county office and walking to the left, I happened to meet Master Song, "Master Song, are you going out?"

Master Song stopped and saw the three youths, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Is this here for work?"

"Ah, the little one will take him to Zhao Li."

The corner of Song's mouth pressed down slightly, and Bai Shan handed over the statistics and recruitment to Zhao Ming. Because he was reused, the county government respected him as a Zhao official, but the yamen and police officers in the county government were not Little, Master Song felt that in the long run, he would have to give up this master to Zhao Ming.

Seeing that Song Master clerk didn't speak, the yamen hurriedly waved to the three young people, "Hurry up, it's getting late, and if you don't count the evening, you won't be able to catch up with dinner."

When the three young people heard it, they immediately followed.

Zhao Ming was in a small room with only a table and a chair, and behind him was a hanging curtain, but this was useless for the time being.

Seeing the three, Zhao Ming opened the booklet and asked them, "What's your name, what year were you born, and where are you from?"

After knowing that they were refugees, he asked, "When and why did you become refugees, where did you wander before coming to our county, and what did you do for a living?"

Then he asked, "What can you do?"

The previous question was okay, the last one, the three young people were all stunned, "What is talent?"

"Will it be possible for carpentry, building houses, repairing bridges, or breaking bricks?" Zhao Ming said, "If you can't do any of these, then what kind of rice, planting wheat, growing vegetables, raising pigs, ducks, chickens, cattle and sheep?"

The three nodded again and again, "We can farm, and we can also raise chickens and sheep."

Zhao Ming nodded, "Also, no one will order something special? Even if it's bamboo weaving."

The three shook their heads.

Zhao Ming wrote them truthfully, but the young man at the head hesitated for a while and asked, "Sir, is there any difference between a carpenter and a farmer?"

"The wages are different," Zhao Ming said. "For those with special talents, the county government will pay higher wages."

"How much is the wage in that land?"

Zhao Ming said: "Twenty words."

The young man's eyes lit up and asked, "I make my own food, or is it the county yabao?"

See you tomorrow