New Shun 1730

"Oh……"

The senior official opposite just yelled, his tone seemed a little impatient. Wang Long felt nervous, thinking that he had offended others by talking too much.

However, after the other person yelled, he didn't say anything more, but nodded to him, turned around and left.

Then there was an unquestionable announcement: we must leave before the Dragon Boat Festival. The court will compensate us for the land, 120 acres per ding, but we have to go to Fusang. If you don't go, there will be nothing. When the day comes, it will be bulldozed directly.

Some local officials also talked about the rules of migration, such as the maximum size of packages that can be brought, food, water, food and accommodation along the way, etc.

He also gave some suggestions, such as selling everything you can at home, otherwise you will definitely not be able to take it with you.

The space on board is limited and there will be special supervision, so you are not allowed to bring too many personal belongings. Once there, everything starts from scratch.

After waiting for them to finish speaking, the soldiers on the outside fired two shots and fired two cannons into the air to scare everyone, and then told everyone to disperse.

When Wang Lung returned home, he couldn't help but have another quarrel at home. In the end, the whole family scolded the court, the traitorous ministers, and the foolish king together, and then they felt a little relieved.

Now that the news has been confirmed, after the second day, these people are like injured and bleeding cows in the wild grass.

Countless mosquitoes and flies buzzed over.

"Your house is going to be moved anyway, so chop down these big elm trees. Each tree costs 50 yuan, and you can sell it or not. Let me tell you, if you don't sell it, there will be nothing left."

"Your family is going to move anyway. The cabinets, boxes, tables and chairs at home are just what we need. How much can we sell them for?"

"Your house is going to be moved anyway, and these beams..."

The nearby small vendors who were not in the "no man's land" swarmed in, trying to buy anything they could at a very low price.

As the time approached day by day, the army also appeared in the village. There were also some young people who were not even petty officials, responsible for counting and gathering people. They were dressed in clothes that were neither official nor official. The people in the village secretly took care of them. Called Blue Dog.

The broken gong outside rang again, and "Blue Gouzi" followed the broken gong and shouted loudly: "April 29th, it's a good time to go out. On the morning of April 29th, everyone should go under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village, and bring them with them." The baggage is soft. If you hear it, come out and squeak."

Although he was dissatisfied, if he didn't go out and say something, he might break down the door again soon. Wang Lung had no choice but to walk to the door and shouted shamelessly: "I heard it."

After answering, he walked to the bedside of his father, who had not eaten for two days, and persuaded him: "Dad, let's go. It's useless for you to stay here. I went to the county a few days ago, and you didn't know that there were guns and It's a gunman. They said that if you don't leave, the house will be demolished. What's the use of you here?"

"It's hard to resist. Let's work hard when we get there. If we really have a hundred acres of land and no tax collectors, won't we be able to work it out in a few years?"

"What else can we do? Are we really going to be forced to rebel against his mother?"

"If you ask me, just sell the things at home. At least you can get three melons and two dates. There are people who want to buy the big elm tree... and there are also people who want to buy the cesspit at home. Let’s see how much money we get and sell it.”

Wang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, sat up when he heard the sound and slapped his eldest son in the face.

"Prodigal son! Prodigal son! It's so sad that you are selling your own land! You didn't build these belongings, even this house. You prodigal thing! Go and call your brothers and the others. Let's My family just won’t leave, and I’m living a good life, but the court really doesn’t want anyone to live a happy life?”

After being slapped on the face, Wang Lung didn't even cover his face. He left the room and called his brothers in.

"Dad, I can't resist it. What can I do if you don't move? By then, if we really smash and demolish it all, we will have nothing."

"Yes, dad, didn't eldest brother say that? Whether to move or not is one thing. Moving now or moving in the future is another matter. The officials have said it, and it doesn't matter if you have to leave. No, but the house needs to be demolished, the ground needs to be leveled, and the grave needs to be flooded. Where can our family go if we really don’t leave?”

"Although I still have a few acres of land at home, the land is worthless now. Who is willing to buy our land? Even though they know that it will be used to build river embankments and silt up lakes, no one is willing to pay for it."

"If you have money, you can go to other areas and buy a few acres of land without leaving. But isn't this because you have no money?"

Wang Cheng asked angrily: "Do you all want to move? Is it that good to move to that Fusang land?"

These brothers, you look at me and I look at you. When people grow old, they can no longer reason. Is this what we want to move?

It’s just that I can’t resist it. If I don’t move, I’ll have nothing. It’s better to sell everything I can at home.

If they want to move, they really don't want to move.

Life, these years, have really been going well.

In recent years, Dashun has completely solved the Northeastern problem since Xianbei. Of course, the solution is relatively simple and crude, and a large part of it is due to the warming of the climate after the Little Ice Age.

Liting, sweeping caves and immigration, farming firearms and imperial examinations basically overturned the Songliao watershed all the way. Then came the end of the Little Ice Age and the warming of the climate, which basically completely solved the Northeast problem.

The Northwest problem is actually the Mongolian problem. The Mongolian problem, in theory, was solved in the late Ming Dynasty. Otherwise, the people who founded the Dashun Dynasty, especially the Shaanxi border troops, would not have thought that "they are just Tartars, and we have fought before" before fighting with the Later Jin.

The reform of the Southwest Tusi system is not even a problem. At least so far, there has been no news of a Southwest Tusi sweeping across the Central Plains and then proclaiming himself emperor.

The border is stable, and there are few wars.

North China has also basically reshaped the small peasant economy. Although the canal was a mess before, it was not to the point of being unviable.

Although the per capita land decreased with the growth of population, the two-year three-crop system was quickly promoted. It was both a demand and actively promoted by the court officials.

American crops began to become popular. Corn was a magic weapon for the southwestern mountainous areas, and sweet potatoes, potatoes, and pumpkins were also magic weapons for Shandong.

Like the rural areas of later generations, middle-class families had book land and small land. Book land is subject to tax, and small land is not taxed if it is not recorded in the account.

After the founding of the Dashun Dynasty, Shandong was encouraged to cultivate more land. Some fields along rivers, marshes, and lakes were basically not included in the accounts. After all, Dashun had not conducted a large-scale land inventory for a long time.

At the beginning, local officials and water conservancy officials in western Shandong were still tossing around Anshan Lake.

A few decades ago, it was completely "abandoned" because after recalculation, it was found that Anshan Lake could not be used as a water tank at all and had no ability to replenish water to the Grand Canal.

Since it was abandoned, the management was also loose.

After the canal transportation was completely abandoned, the people in their village and the surrounding villages fought a wave. More than ten people were killed and injured on both sides, and a large area of ​​grassy land by the lake was robbed.

Of course, this kind of thing is normal.

The whole world is like this. HBC and NWC, which are from the same country and have many shareholders who are relatives, have historically hired a large number of veterans after the war in order to compete for land. There was even a Swiss army that had fought against the French army in Spain, and they boarded warships and cannons to start a war. The villages in Dashun fought for land, but they didn't directly send out a fully-organized army of veterans, but the purpose of the war was the same.

In the end, the village where the Wang family lived won. Because his family contributed a lot, the village was rewarded for their merits after the war, and the father and son were given more than seven acres of grassy land for their "military merits". The father and son were hardworking and afraid of tiring the animals, so they used hoes to dig out the grassy land of Anshan Lake.

It is said in later generations that if you want to be rich, you must first build roads. In fact, this principle is also very effective at this time.

The place where they live is close to the Grand Canal, and the capital is a standard consumer city, which can be regarded as a standard "effective demand" city in Malthusian economics-bureaucrats, troops, imperial guards, workshops, military industry, gunpowder, royal facilities, etc. The national finances, grain, etc. meet in the capital and are distributed for consumption.

The traditional cotton cloth in the western part of Shandong Province is also popular with the advantages of the Grand Canal. Merchants used to buy cotton cloth here and ship it to the capital.

According to historical records, many Jiangnan merchants came here to buy and sell in Jiangnan. This may be the thinking of the people who recorded it, thinking that Jiangnan merchants must ship goods to Jiangnan for sale. Jiangnan merchants do not necessarily have to sell goods to Jiangnan. It seems more reasonable to go to the capital. Jiangnan should not buy cotton cloth from western Shandong.

For Dashun, when the country was founded, it compromised with Jiangnan, but it compromised less with North China.

It should be said that Henan, Shandong, Shaanxi, northern Hubei, and the capital of Hebei, these small farmers, especially self-cultivating farmers after the war, are definitely the class base of Dashun. There is still an attitude of suppressing annexation here. Of course, it is close to the capital, so it is relatively easy to manage.

Moreover, the Yellow River has not harmed Shandong for hundreds of years, especially after the Ming Dynasty completed the embankment in western Shandong, basically ensuring the attitude of protecting the north but not the south, and protecting the east but not the west, and life here is indeed good.

It's not just places like Liaocheng, which have a commercial city atmosphere like the northern Yangzhou. In rural areas, the middle-class self-cultivating farmers are not living badly.

At least compared with the Huaihe River and northern Jiangsu, which have been plagued by the Yellow River, salt industry, wind disasters, and tides for hundreds of years, they are definitely much better.

No matter when, telling middle-class families some predictions about the future, or saying that your industry is not perfect, you might as well transform it earlier, or even force it to transform, will encounter great resistance.

For the middle-class self-cultivating farmers in western Shandong, this is even more difficult.

Self-cultivating farmers can go up or down.

The upper class is the landlord, and the lower class is the tenant, poor peasant, or even a short-term helper.

And Liu Yu is now forcing them to move away... Those who can't go down, even if they can't go down, it is clear that it is definitely impossible to go up.

When they get there, they can't go up, and they can't be landlords, and they are still self-cultivating farmers. Then there is really not much appeal to move. Even if Liu Yu told people to talk a lot about the abundance of land and the good climate, wouldn't they still have to farm in the end? Wouldn't they still be self-employed farmers?

If you have land but no people, you can't be a landlord who collects rent for a living.

The problem is that people can't imagine things they haven't experienced. Even if Liu Yu talked a lot about the self-employed farmers over there, although they were still self-employed farmers, they lived a much more comfortable life than this, and these people couldn't imagine that the self-employed farmers lived a very comfortable life.

The brothers naturally didn't want to move, but after all, it was not the point of going to Liangshan directly. Now that their father was complaining and being stubborn, they could only feel angry and blame the court.

Many stories of "prophet" always have a "good" ending: when those suspicious, resentful, and dissatisfied people were forced to leave, their homes behind them were destroyed. Whether it was a flood, a meteorite, or a helium flash on the sun, a disaster was needed to prove the prophet was right.

But the path chosen by Dashun was to prevent illness before it happened. It would not wait until a disaster occurred to win praise and "repent", but would use manpower to dig up the Yellow River embankment, striving for the disaster of Beijue not to occur, rather than striving for the disaster of Beijue to highlight the wisdom of the wise and powerful prophet. Because Dashun was not a country with religion in mind, it would not choose to use disasters to set off the prophet.

So, just as the governor of Dongping Prefecture said, the resentment of these people will be lifelong, and after they go there, they will most likely follow the story of Zhao Tuo, because they will not be able to see the day when the Beijue disaster occurs and their old home is completely submerged by natural disasters.