His Majesty is a sick beauty

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"Everyone, please line up to enter. This is the place to draw a pledge. You can sign or press your thumbprint. The next room is where you will be allocated fields and houses. No intercession or bribes are allowed. The place is randomly selected, and each person can only draw once!"

Laishui rubbed his fingers, and there was still a red mark of ink pad on his thumb, which reminded him of the last experience of pressing his finger.

Only this time, they just asked how many people there were in his family, their age, gender, etc., and after finishing writing, they gave him a small sign with several circles and squares drawn on it.

"Each circle and square represents one of your family members." The gentleman dressed as a literati sitting on the seat explained to him with a smile, "The circle is for women, and the square is for men. If you are under ten years old, you will order one inside. If you are over ten years old and under 40, you will get two points, and if you are over 40, you will get three points."

It is very clear and clear, even a person like Laishui who does not know a single big character can understand it.

His big, rough and dark hands lightly stroked the small sign. There were two circles and two squares on it, which belonged to their family of four.He looked at these figures drawn on the wooden board, as if he saw their family, which made him feel a little warmth, this man who was a little suffocated by the burden of life couldn't help laughing .

He listened to the good-tempered young man and walked to another temporary house with the wooden sign.

While queuing up, he couldn't help but take a closer look at the room. The walls of this room were painted with something. The whole thing was off-white, bright and smooth, and it was very beautiful.

While he was admiring the wall of this room, he also walked to the front slowly, and the officer behind the desk said, "Hand over the sign."

"what?"

He didn't hear clearly, and was taken aback for a while.

The chaotic official knocked on the table impatiently and frowned, but he repeated again: "Brand, where is your sign?"

"Oh, here it is."

He quickly handed over the sign.

"Laishui?" The man was taken aback when he saw the words on the sign. The name Laishui was too elegant among the various "Zhang San" and "Li Si" he had seen recently.

But he just ate it up a little bit, and didn't intend to explore too much.

"According to the regulations, children under the age of ten cannot own land, so you can own ten acres of land and one house." The man handed him a wooden box, "Take it out, it will determine your share." the location of the fields."

Laishui nodded, and stretched his arm into the box. He could feel that there were some strips of cloth that had been cut into small pieces.

He took a deep breath, took a piece out of it, and handed it to the person in front of him.

He glanced up and down: "Well, luck is not bad, the soil quality in this place is not very good, but fortunately it is closer to the river."

He glanced at the man: "Hehe, it matches your name very well."

He picked up the pen, scribbled a few more words on the wooden board, and then said to him: "No. brought you there."

He also reminded: "If they ask you for something, don't give them, we have paid them enough."

Laishui nodded, tightly clutching the wooden sign in his hand, and walked out of the room.

After leaving the room, facing the sun, he couldn't help but look back, the little official before had already begun to instruct another person to draw lots in that box.

"Do you need me to lead the way?"

He lowered his head, and a little boy about twelve or thirteen years old looked up at him. There was a bit of curiosity and innocence in this child's dark eyes, which is something that children in difficult times will never have.

He couldn't help grinning: "Okay."

Inside the Yangcheng Prefect's Mansion.

Zheng Xi grabbed the pen in one hand, quickly scanned the information on the paper, and then picked up the pen to write down his judgment.

Just less than half a month ago, Yangcheng received an order from His Majesty, instructing them to accept the refugees, register them, distribute the land of the aristocratic families acquired in Yangcheng to these refugees, build houses for them, and distribute grain and farming tools From then on, these refugees will become members of the Yu Dynasty and live here.

Yangcheng confiscated half of the land of the aristocratic family, so so far, the amount of land that can be divided is still quite a lot, but there is something wrong with growing grain.

Most of the grain in their hands was confiscated or bought from aristocratic families, and most of them were refined grains or medicinal materials and spices, which of course could not be handed over to these farmers for cultivation.

Even if Zheng Xi realized this immediately after receiving His Majesty's news, it was still difficult to send people to other cities to buy grain in a hurry.

What's more, it is still early spring, and as time goes by, the number of refugees from the Mongolian Dynasty will only increase.

He sighed softly, picked up a blank memorial at the side, pondered for a while, and started to write.

"Prefect, prefect!" A small official ran in, his face could not hide his excitement, "The general is coming back!"

"Really?" Hearing this, even Zheng Xi, who had always been indifferent, couldn't help but raise his volume a little.

"Great." He said in a low voice, and then told the little official, "Prepare for the welcome banquet, and I will go out of the city to meet the general when the time comes."

Of course Zheng Xi knew the purpose of the order issued by the little emperor, or rather, with his intelligence, coupled with Yangcheng's excellent geographical location between the two countries.When he noticed the severely soaring food prices and the increasingly serious land annexation within the Mongolian Dynasty, he realized that all of this was under the control of that majesty.

When he received the memorial half a month ago, on the one hand, he was extremely nervous, knowing that this was another important task from His Majesty after taking over Yangcheng; At the same time, I couldn't help feeling a deep headache.

What does population really mean in today's era?That is almost a resource more important than apprentice land.His Majesty ordered Yangcheng to directly open the gates to receive the refugees, which was even more provocative than directly robbing the two cities of the Mongolian Dynasty.

It's almost no different from directly slapping the emperor of the Mongolian Dynasty twice on the face!

This majesty is really bold.He thought about it with some headaches, but he didn't expect that the ministers in the court did not dissuade him.

Didn't they want to come here and kick with both hands and ignore everything, obviously it's a vegetarian meal in the corpse's place, but they still call it "hanging clothes" to rule with hands?

I heard that the first emperor was also decisive in killing and attacking, even more arbitrary than the current majesty. Thinking about it this way, your majesty is somewhat like a father.

He thought with a wry smile, fortunately His Majesty still knew the importance, so he sent the general over again.

Thinking of the Black Armor Army and the arsenal in the city, Zheng Xi's originally raised heart slowly eased.

With the help of the great general, at least as long as the Meng Dynasty's brains are not burnt out, they will not easily raise troops to try to attack Yangcheng.

And his task is to continuously receive refugees according to His Majesty's instructions, the more the better.