Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Strictly speaking, this is the first gift from a patient that Man Bao has received, but the gift is too simple.

Man Bao slumped his shoulders, went in with his head down, waved his hand and said, "I know Aunt Rong, just keep it when he brings it. I'm so hungry, is the meal ready?"

"It's all ready, you should eat first and then wash up," Aunt Rong said distressedly, she turned around and remembered her original intention, and said quickly: "But this firewood takes up too much space, and it will take two days to complete the work." Fourth master will have no place to put his car when he comes back."

Although the weather started to get colder and the firewood needed increased, Aunt Rong still only bought firewood every three days, and all the firewood she bought was piled up in a fixed corner.

Occasionally, when Zhou Zhoulang went to the countryside to sell grain, he would bring back a cart of firewood, and if there was too much, he would put it under the corner outside. Even if someone came to touch it occasionally, it would not go far.

But the person who came to deliver the firewood today, as if he was afraid that she would not accept it, left the things behind, leaving only one sentence and ran away. She went back and forth three times, but she didn't say a word.

Man Bao and the others took a look at the firewood piled in the corner, and it really took up a lot of space.

They put down their things resignedly, and moved the firewood to the alley outside.

Fortunately, their house was the last one in the alley, otherwise they definitely couldn't let it out.

Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Mr. Zhuang, so Mr. Zhuang went to wash up, and the five Man Baos dragged the firewood outside.

Daji held firewood in each hand, and his speed was quite fast. Manbao only ran twice, and the firewood in the corner was cleaned up.

Everyone didn't want to see what they had done to them at the end of the alley, and hurried to clean their hands and prepare to eat, they were really tired and hungry.

After eating and washing up, Mr. Zhuang called Man Bao to question him, "I'm too busy today, so I didn't go over to take a look. Do you still have many patients?"

Man Bao said: "Not many, today all the patients in front of the medical sheds are basically gone, but tomorrow there should be some patients who want to come back to see, or there may be some other new patients."

Mr. Zhuang nodded.

Man Bao asked curiously, "Sir, where is Magistrate Tang, why didn't I see him?"

Mr. Zhuang said with a smile: "You forgot, he wants to distribute the fields to the refugees, and he is leading people to supervise the construction of houses for the refugees."

Bai Shan, who was listening drowsily, became more energetic, and said: "Winter is coming, if we don't build houses, so many people sleep outside, I'm afraid they will freeze to death."

Mr. Zhuang nodded, "The houses these refugees lived in were all left over after the disaster. At most, some thatch was added. They haven't been repaired much, and they can't keep out the cold."

Man Bao was relieved knowing that Tang County Magistrate was also busy.

Mr. Zhuang glanced at her, waved Bai Shan and Bai Erlang back, and then pinched her ears and warned in a low voice: "I occasionally hear some refugees talk about how they plan to go to Luojiang to receive medicine and relief porridge. The county is trying its luck, did you pick this matter?"

Man Bao bowed his head guiltily, and whispered: "Sir, there is no wasteland in Yizhou City, but we have it in Luojiang County. Anyway, there is a lack of land here, and there is a shortage of people there. Let them go there. Anyway, it is a way out."

Mr. Zhuang nodded her forehead and said: "You, the matter is very complicated, how could it be so simple as you think?"

"Sir, tell me, is this their way of life?" Man Bao said, "As long as they pass by, County Magistrate Yang will definitely settle them down."

Mr. Zhuang thought for a while, opened his eyes and closed his eyes and said: "Okay, I don't care about it, but you are not allowed to mention this matter again. It is really a good thing for the two adults that you think it is? There are many ways to survive. You stand in the way." Do you understand the way people get rich?"

Man Bao was ignorant: "I don't understand, why am I blocking people's money?"

Mr. Zhuang hesitated to speak, and finally said: "You will know when you grow up a bit, forget it, it's late today, and you have to go to the medical shed tomorrow, go to sleep."

Man Bao went back in a daze, and didn't know who he was blocking until he fell asleep.

Magistrate Tang took off his dirty coat in disgust and threw it aside. The servant immediately came forward with hot water and put it on the shelf in the shed.

Magistrate Tang asked the master who came in to wash his hands too.

The two of them sat at the table, and Magistrate Tang drank a bowl of soup, which made his stomach feel better.

He has been busy since he opened his eyes, and now he can finally eat a warm meal. He brushed back the hair that fell on his chest, and then asked the entourage who gave him leftovers, "You think Yang Heshu can endure this hardship? "

Before the entourage could speak, the master had already laughed in a low voice: "My lord, the resettlement of the refugees in Luojiang County is the best. Otherwise, Master Yang would not have been impeached by several counties for robbing him."

Magistrate Tang sighed, "Arranging a group of refugees is really more tiring than handling a big case. There are a lot of trivial things. There are still many bad things."

The master smiled, bowed his head and began to eat quickly, he was also very hungry.

The two filled their stomachs and started talking when they were not so hungry, "My lord, several copies of the roster in Master Ding's hand have been sold. Some people who went to the field also secretly threw away their books and fled there, do you think you want to knock them?"

Magistrate Tang frowned, and asked, "Was it taken away voluntarily?"

"As far as I know, it's all voluntary. If you promise to benefit, there are naturally many people who leave."

County magistrate Tang clenched his fists and said: "This kind of thing has been banned repeatedly, but they are also cheap enough. These refugees have been here all the time. They have no fixed place to live and no food to eat. They didn't recruit them before. I will arrange it now. They You know you stole someone from me!"

The master lowered his eyes, his lord is so smart, it is impossible for him not to guess the reason.

Yizhou was flooded. Three years ago, not only Yizhou City, but also several villages and towns below were empty, and the remaining households might be widows or orphans.

Those powerless poor fled to other places, who knows if they are still alive, or if they are alive, who knows if they will come back?

So at that time, all those who were able rushed to hoard the fields that had been washed away by the flood.

Some landlords just moved the boundary stone quietly, or bought land at a low price by taking advantage of the fire and returning home refugees, but the few big names in Yizhou city didn't even have to pay a low price.

Walking into the yamen, with a swipe of a pen, turning good land into wasteland, and turning the wasteland into fields under their name is nothing more than two procedures.

At that time, the city of Yizhou was in turmoil. From Jiedu envoy to a clerk, everyone was arrested, and even the king of Yizhou was constantly impeached because of the flood.

So when Tang County Magistrate was appointed by the imperial court to come to Yizhou City, there were more landlords than poor people in Yizhou City. Similarly, a lot of those fields, which should be occupied and should not be occupied, were taken up.

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