Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

If you can survive in this troubled world, how can there be any women or children...

Although those people were all refugees, and they were all so skinny that they would collapse at the slightest blow, they had already regained some energy and blood after having had enough food for half a month.

He became the emperor's most loyal supporter.

It can be said that millions of refugees all live because of the emperor.

With such kindness, as long as the Dog Emperor is willing, even if he has 20 troops, it will be a matter of minutes.

even--

The gentry knew one thing clearly. As long as the emperor waved his hand, millions of refugees who had built up enough strength would scream and tear them to pieces!

The gentry was afraid.

They did not dare to resist forcefully.

……

On one side is the Dog Emperor, who has strong soldiers and horses, and has defeated three of the five major generals who dominate the world. His military power is unparalleled!

On one side are the local gentry who have lost their strength...

Even a fool understands that to oppose the emperor at this time is to seek death!

These gentry in Nanyang did not dare to resist, so they had to resort to their usual methods - to win over and corrupt the courtiers.

A blind man opens his eyes when he sees money, let alone an official or a gentry.

As long as they raise their money high, they are not afraid that officials will not use it for them!

……

As a result, these gentry in Wandi began to communicate with each other, hoping to persuade the courtiers to come forward to oppose the emperor's chaos!

Confiscating the land of the gentry, isn't this special girl messing with her life?

Today the Dog Emperor has taken over our land, and tomorrow he will take over your land!

The gentry wanted to persuade the courtiers...

On the land of Nanyang, messengers are constantly coming and going, trying to weave an airtight network of public opinion!

Back then, Sanyang and Sandaqingtian were like this, taking the imperial power back to the cage with one slap after another...

……

Peng Ershu also received the invitation, asking him, the former magistrate of the county who had just hung his official seal on the beam and fled home, to help.

Peng Ershu was originally afraid of death, otherwise he would not have escaped from Shanxi overnight.

How dare he come forward.

Anyway, when the Dog Emperor checked the land, it didn't come to him...

The bad nature of capital, it is once again weak and incompetent in the face of power!

……

Who would have known - Zhu Yujian is here.

This idiot actually came to Pengqiao?

This is what you are doing to deal with yourself!

Peng Ershu stared and breathed heavily:

"It's his mother's fault! It's his mother's fault!"

"Clap!"

The delicate white porcelain cup was smashed to the ground by Peng Ershu and shattered into pieces:

"Your mother and maid, what are you doing?

Are you coming to clear out my fields? "

In order to legitimately occupy the land, he spent the money he "earned" in the three years since he took office to build a stone bridge over the Paizi River outside his manor.

……

Are you a gentry? Who doesn’t know how to use small favors to bribe the people around you?

Only by winning over people in your hometown can you leave your name in history.

I won’t say that.

At the very least, even if the incident comes to light and you lose your official position and return to your hometown, you won’t be scolded by your fellow villagers—

At that time, naturally someone pointed at the emperor’s backbone and cursed:

"The Dog Emperor is so stupid and incompetent that such a good official has been dismissed..."

Looking through history books, the more corrupt an official is, the better his reputation in his hometown is!

Because they have the money to win over the narrow-minded people with small favors.

On the contrary, it is an upright official who has a poor reputation because he has no money to give favors to his fellow villagers.

……

He had only been a county magistrate for three years, and in a place like Shanxi, where disasters were constant, Peng Ershu didn't make much money even if he scraped the land.

After the bridge was built, his greatest asset was the [-] acres of farmland surrounding both sides of the Paizi River, [-] acres of irrigated land...

He had just built up his reputation as a philanthropist and sent people everywhere to spread the word about his philanthropic deeds...

The people just started praising him for his benevolence and righteousness...

Pengjia Town was just called Pengqiao Town...

Peng Ershu is just about to raise his hopes, hoping to soar into the sky in the future!

however……

Zhu Yujian is here!

Peng Ershu's face turned pale.

The Dog Emperor wants to rob him of the inheritance he finally got?

The uncle can bear it, and the aunt can't bear it either!

Peng Ershu smashed another tea set:

"Straight bitch!

This is going to kill me! "

"I have been working hard for more than ten years. Is it easy for me?"

……

"Master, why are you so angry?"

Mrs. Jing, who had a sallow complexion, had a look of surprise on her face. While she reached out and gently rubbed Peng Ershu's back up and down to help him calm down, she asked her servants to quickly clean up the mess.

Beside her were two carrot heads, the children she gave birth to.

Peng Ershu, 39, has only four sons.

In this world where gentry has many wives and concubines and descendants, it seems very rare.

However, it has only been 11 years since he passed the examination to become a scholar...

According to official rules, he is still a newcomer whose career is about to start.

……

When the boy showed his intelligence, the Jing family decided to support Peng Ershu, so he betrothed his daughter to him.

When Peng Ershu got the title of scholar, he married Jing and made her his concubine.

He must keep his wife and give himself a chance.

Sure enough, after Yang Qi tested his knowledge and deemed it worthy of funding, he specifically asked about his marital status.

After learning that Peng Ershu had only one concubine, he betrothed the family girl to him as his wife. After exchanging marriage certificates, he made up his mind to support him.

This is also routine.

Because the wives and concubines of the birth members all have names, which must be recorded in official documents.

Marriage is the most effective means for the gentry to control the poor scholars.

Otherwise, what should you do if someone reneges on you?

Since the Peng family is an outsider, their population is small and they rely heavily on the Jing family's help for normal household affairs.

This is also his reward.

Over the years, as Peng Ershu's status has become higher and higher, Jing's status in her natal family has also become higher and higher, and she can even decide many Jing family affairs with one word.

Peng Ershu thought for a moment and waved his hand for his servants to take the children out, but he reached out his hand to help Jing sit down aside.

Mr. Jing has just become pregnant. If nothing unexpected happens, his fifth son will be born next year.

Even the names were given, they were called Shi Tuan and Peng Shi Tuan.

"Niang Niang, how's your appetite?"

Peng Ershu rubbed the back of Jing's hand and asked caringly.

Mrs. Jing's heart felt warm. Over the years, as her master's status became higher and higher, she had not received such greetings from him for a long time.

Mrs. Jing was moved and replied:

"Don't worry, sir. I'm the mother of several children. I've long been used to it."

Mr. Jing picked up a few strands of hair by his ears, clamped them between his ears, and said wistfully:

"It's just that I'm getting more and more fond of sour food these days. There were green grapes as big as rice grains in the garden, and I almost finished them."

"It's okay!"

An inexplicable light flashed in Peng Ershu's eyes, but he smiled and said:

"Taishan has planted several vines at home. How can he still eat without his grandson?"

While he was joking, he stretched out his hand to caress Jing's belly that was not yet bulging.

"Master, it's broad daylight!"

There was joy in the corners of Jing's eyes, and she reached out angrily to open Peng Ershu's hand.

"Then I will go back to my parents' house in the afternoon?"

The Jing family and the Peng family live next to each other, both on the bank of the Paizi River.

As a local, the Jing family has a large population, and the village stretches for a full mile!

"Wait a moment, I will write a letter to Taishan, and you can help bring it to the old man.

I want to tell the old man that I have been busy with secular affairs these two days, so I will not go back in the afternoon.

By the way, when you go back, take two boys with you and carry back two pieces of the best Songjiang cloth from the warehouse! "