Zhao Quanyou took a careful inventory and replied:

"Going back to the prince, there are 127 men in Huang'en Village out of a total of 119!"

Zhao Quanyou, who was born as a wounded soldier, was appointed as the Li Zheng of Huang'en Village, but he was transferred into the officialdom system and became a ninth-grade official.

However, Zhao Quanyou has not yet changed his military style.

It was just a simple question, but Zhao Quanyou reported accurate figures.

Wang Lian ordered Zhao Quanyou:

"That's fine. When they come back, you can tell them what I said."

Seeing Wang Lian ask this, he stood up straight in a hurry and responded seriously:

"Yes!"

Wang Lian nodded, turned over and climbed onto the millstone.

"Everyone!"

Wang Lian pressed down his hands, and the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.

Just listen to Wang Lian grinning and ask:

"The sweet potatoes His Majesty asked us to plant did not disappoint you, right?"

Everyone laughed sheepishly.

A few bold ones spoke:

"We have all wrongly blamed His Majesty...

At first we thought sweet potatoes were bad! "

"Yes, if His Majesty hadn't asked the prince to personally supervise it, we would have ruined those sweet potato seedlings!"

……

Wang Lian turned around and looked around:

At the door of each simple shack, sweet potato leaves are drying in the sun.

Obviously, these were collected by the common people during these days, and they prepared them into dried vegetables to prepare for the famine.

"How could your Majesty lie to us?"

Wang Lian spoke in Henan dialect with a weird accent and joked.

Wang Lian's words instantly brought him closer to the people.

It was like going back to the time when Wang Lian rolled up his trouser legs and helped them plant sweet potatoes in the fields.

Some villagers who were still somewhat restrained also relaxed their courage:

"That is, that is!"

"It's all because of our little chicken intestines..."

The people were hurriedly saying words of self-blame, but their faces were full of pride and pride.

Our village—but the emperor personally sent eunuchs to help grow sweet potatoes!

This is a great honor!

Our eighteen generations of ancestors have never seen even a county magistrate, let alone the eunuchs who serve around the emperor...

Not only did we talk to the people around His Majesty, we also worked with them!

God!

This is really smoke rising from the ancestral graves.

……

The faces of the common people were full of smiles.

Wang Lian turned around and looked around, and saw a woman at the door of a house on the left, looking over here!

Wang Lian stretched out his hand and teased:

"Okay, whose wife is this?

He actually married a wife and didn’t even tell me! "

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone laughed loudly, but they pushed Li Shugen out.

Li Shugen scratched his head in embarrassment:

"Prince, that's the young mother-in-law."

Several more people also stood up, their faces full of joy:

"I dare not hide it from my father-in-law. We also have a daughter-in-law."

"I have a mother-in-law!" Zhao Quanyou laughed happily.

After the summer planting, he took a few brave villagers and walked for three days to the outside of Nanyang Prefecture. He used the mixed-noodle buns he saved to take these women back home...

And he, a soldier with a lame leg, married a woman who, I heard, was a scholar who could read and write!

I heard from the lady that when the Tatars invaded her hometown, she jumped into the river and hid in the reeds, thus saving her life.

However, after the Tatars left, my hometown had turned into a sea of ​​fire...

After the fire was extinguished, facing the ruins of her home, she cried and fainted several times...

After waking up, facing the embarrassment of being penniless, she had no choice but to darken her face, loosen her hair, tie it into a man's hair ornament, wander all the way, and finally followed the crowd to Nanyang...

After arriving in Ye County, the government sent people to set up porridge sheds along the way and raised the animals for three days. After they had regained some strength, they sent people to the outside of Nanyang City.

This is the gathering point where His Majesty resettles the refugees.

There is a line of marching soldiers responsible for giving porridge and maintaining public order.

The reason why Zhao Quanyou went to Nanyang to find a wife was because when he retired, his boss said that he was transferred to Nanyang to take charge of the refugees.

At that time, Zhao Quanyou's retirement transfer order had been issued. His superiors told him that if he wanted to marry a wife, he could just go to Nanyang with food to get it. His Majesty had an order:

"As long as there is no force and the woman's consent is obtained, in principle, they, the recovered wounded soldiers, can be the first to receive their daughter-in-law's property."

It was precisely because of this relationship that Zhao Quanyou dared to go to Nanyang to get his wife.

……

Wang Lian pointed at the few people who had married wives and said with a smile:

"I have taken note of this account. If you don't treat me to sweets after the autumn harvest, I will steal your wife!"

"Hahahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Wang Lian's words were obviously joking. He was a eunuch. Although the stick was still there, his balls were gone...

Like a pig or sheep that has been incited, even if he is given a girl, there is nothing he can do...

Wang Lian waited for a while, and when the noise subsided, he spoke again:

“Folks, we now have houses, food, and land.

Even the mother-in-law is quick to strike. If she works hard, she will have a big fat boy next year! "

Following Wang Lian's words, everyone showed sincere smiles.

Yes!

There is finally hope again!

Wang Lian's expression changed:

"But our land was robbed from those landlords. Do you think they will let it go?

Besides, the south of the Yangtze River now has its own troops, Li Zicheng is still causing trouble in the north, and the Tatars in the north have also entered the border..."

"Do you think they will let this fat guy of ours go?"

Following Wang Lian's words, the smiles on the people's faces disappeared.

Zhao Quanyou's face darkened and he roared:

"My lord, although I injured a leg, as long as your majesty wants me, I will return to the army and go fuck myself!"

"Yeah, let's fuck it!"

Li Shugen was the first to yell.

Having found his wife, he has already fulfilled the wish he made when he planted sweet potatoes.

Seeing that everything he owned was about to be taken away again, Li Shugen, who had been hastily trained by a militiaman from Laiyue, jumped out.

They were carrying one head on two shoulders, but he didn't believe it. Could it be that those people were monsters and ghosts and couldn't be killed?

Big deal, one life for another!

"Yes, Li Zheng trained us all in his free time.

Even if we can't defeat them alone, let's go together!

If two people can't beat each other, then all four of them will fight together!

Fuck you! "

Someone raised their arms and shouted.

"That's right, kill them!"

"Fuck it!"

……

One after another, common people raised their arms and shouted...

From common people to refugees, I saw my relatives and refugees die in front of my eyes...

I thought I was one of the dead bones, but when I was like a walking corpse, I was saved by His Majesty.

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