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Volume 1 Chapter 122 Yan Xingwen¡¯s new face meets old grudges

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    In March, fields were green on both sides of the riverbank that was originally nameless but is now called Xinghe River.  But this greenery cannot stand a closer look. In the paddy fields where the ditch reaches, the rice seedlings are crooked.  Where the ditches do not reach, in the dry fields leaning against the rolling hills, there is hemp, sugarcane, and even cotton, but they are all in a messy state.  In other words, the patches of mulberry forests in the fields are growing well, mixed with bamboo and fir trees, making the land look full of spring.  Following the instructions of the Han people, Luo Dongfu straightened the rice seedlings in his paddy field one by one. It was particularly difficult for his hands, which were used to drawing bows, to do this.  But the place where he lives has been reduced to ashes. There is no hunting ground for dozens of miles around Xingzhai, and the sword and bow can no longer earn a future.  Even though I was full of depression, I had to repeat such tedious actions. I had to get out of this field in the days to come.  A woman¡¯s shouts came from the ridge of the field. It was his wife Du Xier.  He straightened up and thumped his waist, and most of the depression in Luo Dongfu's heart disappeared.  During this period of time, many men from the Han family came to Xingzhai, and the government encouraged the Bo Han to get married, but this Du Zhangmei ignored the favor of the Han family and the government's betrothal gift, and still chose herself.  Now that we have a field, a house, and a wife, what does it matter if we don¡¯t know how to do such a small thing as farming?  Looking at his wife¡¯s figure, Luo Dongfu was full of expectations for the future, and the past that he couldn¡¯t bear to look back on was almost gone, except for one thing: his master¡¯s unconcealed blood feud.  Shizhe taught him bow and arrow, taught him hunting, taught him how to use a knife, and taught him to be a man worthy of his ancestors.  Shi Zhe died, and the whole family was forced to death by that Han boy. At that time, he suppressed this hatred by hoarding the lives of thousands of women and children in Danglungu. But now, the one who suppresses this hatred is himself.  The future of the family.  But that doesn't mean he has forgotten this blood feud.  "The officials issued a notice saying that from next month, the relief will be reduced by half. If the food is not enough, you have to get the Qingmiao ticket to borrow food." Going up to the field ridge, Du Xi'er said this, in Xingzhai, "the officials"  I'm talking about Wang Chong, and what's more, I'm talking about "Young Miao Tickets".  The young woman's face was full of confusion.  Luo Dongfu didn't understand either, but the previous sentence was easy to understand: "The relief is half short? They Han people have plundered all our granaries, and they give us food as charity?" The woman hurriedly said: "After all, we built a house for us.  "Le Tian, ??don't worry about that. Don't look at the fate of the Bo people in Yanzhou and those in Lunfu Dagong."  People are an anomaly, less than a hundred people survive in the store. If he had not firmly stood on the side of the lost silkworms that night, his head would have been buried in the mountain of human heads under the wheel-binding store.  "Go and listen to the elders about what's going on" and pick up the hoe.  Luo Dongfu took his wife to the village.  The elder who used to be in the village is now the chief of the village, so he uses his old title.  His family¡¯s ten acres of farmland are two miles away from Xingzhai, which is actually a bit inconvenient.  Luo Dongfu planned to build a house between the fields.  They were taken care of nearby, but they were used to living in the house in Xingzhai, and he and his wife were reluctant to move.  We walked down the field ridge and walked on a road that was at least two feet wide.  It feels incredibly comfortable underfoot.  This road, made of gravel, river sand and loess, runs through Xingzhai and leads north to Legong City.  It leads west to Yanzhou, a distance of forty or fifty miles.  Half were built by officers and soldiers at the beginning of the year, and half were built by Xingzhai himself.  When he was smashing rocks and ramming soil, he was still complaining about why he had to spend so much effort on a road. After two months, he had deeply felt the benefits of this road.  First of all, it is flat and wide. When two large vehicles are driving opposite each other, people can still walk on the side of the road.  Secondly, it can withstand the rain, and it rains a lot in Lunan. If it were an ordinary dirt road, it would turn into mud after a spring rain. There are ditches on both sides of the road to drain away the rainwater.  The only troublesome thing is that I have to show up frequently to level the ground and clean the ditches.  Of the three days he works each month, he has to build roads on one day.  The elder said that the officials intended to wait until everyone had settled down, and then all the roads in the village would be replaced with stone roads, and all the ditches and wells would be made of stone. He agreed with this point, and then more processing would be required.  No complaints.  At the end of the avenue is the stacked houses in Xingzhai, but it is blocked by a wooden pole painted red and white. It is not to stop pedestrians like him, but to stop cars and horses.  A large car was being stopped. Two Han people got out of the car, both wearing silk jackets. One was a middle-aged man and the other was a young man. They looked at Xingzhai with curiosity. They must be businessmen.  There are thousands of people in Xingzhai, and the cost of food and clothing, including firewood, rice, oil and salt, is not a small sum.  Although many businessmen who were related to the officials of the Appeasement Division had opened shops in the village, they still could not meet the demand, and there was an endless stream of businessmen coming here.  Luo Dongfu, the shopkeeper guarding the pole, knew him well, and he was his distant cousin. Most of the remaining young men in the Danglun Valley were recruited as shopkeepers, responsible for patrolling the stockade. Luo Dongfu could also apply, but he felt that this  He was serving as a soldier for the Han people. Although he could get a lot of money, three measures of rice a month, he still didn't go.   The shopkeeper was stammering in Chinese and asked the other party what goods he had brought, and then informed the other party that if there is no shop and selling goods in Xingzhai, they must sell them in a designated place, which is not far away, leaning on the main road.  Next to the inn, there is an open space that looks like a market.  When greeting the shopkeeper, Luo Dongfu looked at the two Han people. The boy should be a scholar, just like the boys who came to the village last month. However, this boy had dark circles under his eyes and a depressed look, which was far less energetic than the previous boys.  The middle-aged man's accent was very similar to that of the official, and one ear was split in half. Luo Yongfu thought that this must be an acquaintance of the official.  According to the Han people, the official is Tai Sui Xingjun who descended to earth, while according to the Bo people, the official is an ominous white eagle sent by heaven to punish the Bo people.  Although Luo Dongfu remembered his master's blood feud and hated officials, he was even more afraid of them.  Not daring to have any contact with the officials, and feeling worried, he took his wife and left quickly.  After passing the inn and the market, we walked past a nearly three-foot-high archery tower and entered Xingzhai.  The layout and architecture of Xingzhai are very strange. Even the Bo people who are used to standing against the mountains have never seen it before.  In the center of the village, there is an empty space with a radius of a hundred paces, and a two-story long building stands there. That is where the Xiangsijia School of Xingzhai is located.  Eight streets branch out from the empty field in all directions, dividing the area about two miles in radius like spokes of a wheel.  Of course Luo Dongfu didn't know that this was drawn according to the eight directions of the innate Tai Chi diagram.  Between the eight streets, there are houses.  The two loops connect the eight streets inside and outside, forming a two-layer spoke.  There are also paths that separate the houses, making there many streets and alleys and many houses facing the streets.  Water wells, watchtowers, and small empty spaces are scattered in these areas, and small shops are evenly distributed among the street-facing houses in each area.  At first, Luo Dongfu and others did not understand why the officials built the Xingzhai like this, and they were not even afraid to maliciously speculate that this was the official's purpose of preventing and supervising them.  But the Han people who moved there praised it, saying that even Chengdu is not so neat and convenient.  Only then did they realize that the officials really wanted to prosper the village.  Along the street, we entered the housing area to the north, where the home of Luo Dongfu and his wife is located.  The houses all have high-beam sloping roofs common among the Bo Han people to facilitate drainage. They are now even paved with bamboo mats and hay.  In the future, when the tile kiln starts construction, you can buy tiles and replace them with tile roofs.  The wooden beams and planks of the house are all military supplies, and they are strong enough to stand for decades without any problems.  All the houses are two-story with three rooms on each floor, and there is a small courtyard surrounded by bamboo fences, which is one foot adjacent to the next door.  Most small courtyards are ten feet long and three feet wide.  Xingzhai is made up of such neat courtyards, with a total of about four hundred.  Couples like Luo Dongfu and the Han Chinese who moved here only get a place, while the other orphans, widows and other women, children, old and weak people get a place to live.  They live collectively according to their relatives.  So even though there are only about 400 seats, it can accommodate thousands of people.  Although Xingzhai was built in a river valley to avoid water hazards, it did not stand against the river.  Instead, it was chosen among the hills to the west of the river bank, so the courtyard has high and low levels.  Rely on the undulating terrain.  It is neat and scattered, just like a scroll.  The trees in the yard and along the street are still young now. In a few years, when the branches and leaves are luxuriant, I don¡¯t know what Xingzhai will look like.  Luo Dongfu didn¡¯t understand this kind of style. After he and his wife went home to tidy up, they came to Beilisuo alone.  Beili is in charge of the hundreds of households and more than a thousand people in their northern district, and it is a small yamen where they all handle the affairs of the village.  He arrived late, and the empty space outside Beili Suo was already overcrowded. The current Li Zheng, an elder who also speaks Chinese in Lundunli, was explaining.  "The Qingmiao ticket is for registering the account. There are three coupons. When borrowing grain, you will get one coupon, which will record your name and place of origin. Take the coupon given to you to go to Changpingcang or the grain store to get the grain. Changpingcang is  Don't worry about the government. The grain stores are owned by merchants. If they don't give you, or give less, or give you bad grain, don't take it. Come here and tell us.  After spring and autumn ripen, if you don't go to the place where you borrowed the grain, you pay back the grain and two cents of grain interest, and cancel the ticket, the government will come to you. " "This green crop ticket is not money, and you can't buy anything else. Someone wants to do it privately.  Change, you must not change. If you take the tickets but do not return them to the government from the Changping Granary and the grain store, you will not be able to borrow grain again next year." The elder's explanation made everyone quarrel.  After a while, Luo Dongfu asked others and found out that from next month, the relief would be reduced by half, and by autumn there would be no relief, and he would have to rely entirely on himself.  That's why everyone is particularly concerned about the Youth Vouchers. With the Youth Vouchers, you can borrow food.  Before Luo Dongfu could complain, someone asked angrily why there was no relief. The elder's sarcastic words extinguished his anger: "Is it possible that the government is still supporting you in vain? This relief was obtained by the official from Sun Fu.  Sun Fu wants to continue providing relief until the end of the year, but adults have two buckets per month and children have one bucket per month. Do you want to drink porridge until you die???I begged for grain for everyone, and at the same time increased the relief to three bushels per month, and one and a half bushels for the children. Are you still not satisfied?  "The women also said goodbye with pale faces. The relief was already provided by the court. Thousands of them were not saved by the officials, so they would have long ago not known what their fate would be. Luo Dongfu's anger was also affected by the miserable experience of his fellow tribesmen.  After being dispersed, most of the Dingzhuang were killed, and a few of the survivors were tattooed and distributed to other caves. Women and children were also plundered as slaves by other caves. In comparison, these people in Xingzhai were really soaked in a honeypot.  The question focused on the young crops ticket. Someone asked whether it would be okay to borrow grain without borrowing the green crop ticket, which cost two cents. The elder said of course, it is not compulsory. Others asked why not just borrow the grain directly, or borrow it directly.  Money must be obtained from Qingmiao tickets. The elder replied that Qingmiao tickets are not only available in Xingzhai, but also in Legongcheng and Yanzhou. It is impossible for everyone to come to Xingzhai to collect and repay food, and to take Qingmiao tickets everywhere.  With the ticket, you can pick up and repay food at grain stores in Le Gongcheng, Yanzhou and other places. Thinking that his wife had been counting on her fingers for several days, and that there would still be a lot of food shortages in the next few months, Luo Dongfu also began to think seriously.  Do you want to borrow grain? If you do, how much will it cost? Can you afford to pay it back after the summer and autumn harvests? "If it's a loan, let's not talk about the difference in grain prices. Let's talk about what the households borrowed the money for.  When Sima Wen Gong originally criticized the shortcomings of the Young Crops Law, he said that if people have money in their hands, they will always use it in the right way. This statement also has a certain truth.  The youth vote ensures that households¡¯ income can be used exclusively for youth affairs and not for other purposes.  " On the street in the village, Wang Chong was explaining to a girl. These words had been told to Fan Xiaoshi and others earlier, but he still had to explain them carefully to Luo Canniang. After all, this girl was among the thousands of Bo people in Xingzhai.  It was very influential. Luo Canniang's eyes were dizzy, but she still didn't understand. She lowered her head, scratched the ground with her embroidered shoes, and muttered: "We Bo people are not like you Han people. We want to do bad things when we have money  Anyway, the Wang Jinggong you mentioned used the green seedling method to amass wealth. Who knows what you have in mind when you use this method?  " Wang Chong said: "As long as we insist that the Green Crops Law is voluntary and the purpose is to provide relief and comfort, not to make money, Wang Jinggong's Green Crops Law is a good thing.  ¡± The Young Crops Law planned by Wang Chong is actually a replica of the relief coupons of later generations, except that it is targeted at property owners. It is not a simple relief, but an interest-bearing loan. In addition to voluntariness and the use of food coupons to replace money,  Another difference from Wang Anshi's Qingmiao method is that it also introduced private grain merchants into the scope of redeeming Qingmiao tickets. This was Wang Chong's attempt. He wanted to see how officials and merchants should divide this matter.  After taking up the duties, whether effective control can be carried out and what shortcomings will be exposed can provide reference for his next step in prospering the village. Another project of the Qingmiao Law is also the basis for the development of the village.  That is to expand his power. He used the Qingmiao Law to extend his hands to the southern area of ??Lunan, including Legongcheng and Yanzhou. How should Sun Xisou govern this area, which is almost entirely populated by Bo people?  , there is only a strategy of maintaining success, and there is no way to develop. Wang Chong gave Sun Xisou a choice in this way. Of course, it also paved the way for him to expand his power. There was no need to tell Luo Canniang about this consideration.  She probably didn't understand it even more. Luo Canniang expressed her powerlessness in a tortuous way, "Anyway, it's a good thing that you made me faint.  " Wang Chong was very busy and deliberately took time out to relax with Luo Canniang and resolve her dislike of the Qingmiao method. Naturally, he did not hear the real struggle in the girl's words. At this time, in addition to the love that most women like Luo Canniang have  In addition to being politically ignorant and powerless, she is also annoyed that Li Yinyue has been here for a month. The maid seems to be just her part-time job, and her real job is to make trouble for him. How does Luo Canniang know anything about Qingmiao Law or Wang Jinggong? Li Yinyue must be picking up on his words.  , told Luo Canniang, "It's better to find a way to get these two girls away" Wang Chong was thinking this, and almost collided with the person who was walking in a hurry. Both sides took a step back, Wang Chong frowned, and the young man opposite him.  "Wang Chong!"  ?  "The young man said in shock, Wang Chong was also shocked, He Guangzhi!? Looking at the middle-aged fat man next to He Guangzhi whose expression suddenly changed, Wang Chong thought to himself, this must be He Guanglin and He San'er.
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