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Chapter 311 Butcher's Knife (1)

Jingyang is also on the edge of Guanzhong. Unlike Yanzhou, more than a dozen gentry wore silk and satin, and were dressed very exquisitely.

Seeing Hou Ke and Wang Ju come in, they saluted together: "Caomin has met Ambassador Wang and magistrate Hou."

"No need to be polite," Wang Ju waved his hand, and the two of them sat down, and Hou Ke felt that he did not speak.

Maybe Wang Ju loves the people very much and can endure hardships.

But the people only see Wang Ju's side, and there is another side that the people do not see.

There are also some advantages in this side, such as being able to follow everyone's opinions and not being proud.

Have wonderful thoughts.

His wisdom is amazing. At least no one of the twenty-year-old young men he knew could match. The world is so great that it is, but at this age, there will not be many people in this world.

Be decisive in doing things.

But there is a very bad habit, that is, it is extremely competitive. Even if he often has a gentle smile on his face, he still cannot hide his charm + no + wrong + novel + 3w.++, and his control is very strong. Therefore, even Yang Pan has a good temper cannot bear it.

Hou Ke thought about it and let it go. He was just a job of assisting, so why bother to compete with Wang Ju?

Fortunately, Wang Ju only cared about his job and did not interfere in the affairs of Jingyang County.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you coming to see us?"

A gentleman stood up and said, "Amusement Wang's father's surname is Li, but I happened to be surnamed Li by chance."

"What do you mean? Is your daughter so lucky?" Li Wan was unhappy.

"Second brother, go back, this is the county government." Wang Ju said. He is an official. But Li Wan is not. Don't underestimate Jingyang. There are also some guard gates here, and some gentlemen have small backgrounds.

Then Wang Ju continued, "Don't talk about the relationship, what's your surname? No matter what your surname is, no matter what your surname is Wang and Li, it's the same in my heart. You just talk about the serious matter."

"It's like this. When the rivers and canals started construction, our dozens of arable land suffered some losses."

"Mr. Li. Do you mean to ask the court to compensate you for your losses?"

"I dare not, I dare not. The river canal is repaired, which will benefit everyone. How dare I make rude requests? Losses in recent years..."

"Don't say it badly. Canal workers are divided into three steps, which will cause some arable land to be unable to produce farming, but at most it will only take a year, and what years will it take."

"Yes, yes. But if a lot of land is submerged, it will not be a year."

"Mr. Li. Don't worry, the court will compensate you for any damaged arable land. Once the river canal is completed, many desert fields will become fertile fields, which is enough to compensate you."

"But I heard that the ambassador issued a document that said that from now on, the court will not recognize the new fields that anyone has cultivated."

"It's true that the country is in financial difficulties and the people of Shaanxi are living a poor life. Therefore, the court will use the newly acquired farmland and replace the fields to resettle the poor, and resettle some Poche soldiers and soldiers."

"But I saw many owners taking the opportunity to develop a large number of reclaims. Why didn't the government send people to measure or stop them?"

"They are theirs. Even if they have cultivated the entire Shaanxi, the court will not admit it. You don't have to worry about this. After the autumn, the new canal of Xiao Zhengquan will be completed. I will take people to deal with this matter in person. At that time, I will give you, and all the soldiers who participated in the work, and a fair statement from the court. It's not too early, and I am very tired and want to rest. You can go back."

But Mr. Li and others were confused.

What is fairness?

At least one person has to be sent to measure it, but Wang Jiu's amount is not measured, so when these dozen people saw the revealing cloth, they felt a little furious in their hearts.

Mr. Li looked at everyone and said, "Then I should believe in Ming Gong and the court. In order to express our gratitude to the court, I am willing to donate 100 stones of millet to support canal workers."

"Song County Magistrate, please write it down first. Mr. Li is willing to donate 100 stones of millet. To show the reward, after the canal construction is completed, an additional ten acres of fertile land will be compensated."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"This is a righteous act, and you should accept it."

It seemed that the transaction was good, and others expressed that they donated a batch of grain, all of which were "extra" compensation in a ratio of 10 to 1. Wang Ju looked at the recording of the county magistrate Song and said, "You are a good deed, but I also gave me a reward, so you must hand over the grain within half a month, and do not make short promises and deceive me."

"Amnesty, please rest assured."

"Secondly, don't mix sand and stones into the grain like some unscrupulous merchants. If there is any, not only will there be no reward, but I will be sure to pursue you for deception at that time. Finally, I can give out the old grain, but I must be able to eat it. There is no moldy grain, otherwise I will punish you very hard."

These are all famous local major households, that is, big landlords. Last year, the drought in Shaanxi was in trouble, so they hoarded more. Of course, the drought was not serious last year and the grain price could not be raised. However, if there is another drought this year, the disaster will occur for two years, and the people will panic and the grain prices will immediately rise like a skyrocket. Especially in Shaanxi, it is not easy to transfer grain from other places, which gives them the opportunity to hoard and raise grain.

Therefore, there is a shortage of food everywhere in Shaanxi, including Wang Ju's souvenir workshop. The cost of souvenir has nearly doubled. However, these large-scale households have new grains and aging grains, and some of them can rot and deteriorate.

During the Qingli period, these people saw the price of grain soaring and were transporting military rations. So officials and businessmen colluded to use these rotten grains as military rations and could also mix sand and stones into them. In short, Zhao Zhen was a blessing for the people, but some very bad trends were spreading in some aspects, such as the ** Wind.

Wang Ju said again: "I just said to Hou Magistrate Hou on the road that I will not only love the people, but also kill people."

More than a dozen businessmen were shocked.

Wang Ju returns home.

Li Wan asked in confusion: "Where can you exchange ten stones of millet for one acre of fertile land? Isn't it a loss?"

In normal years, millet is not valuable in Guanzhong. A stone of millet is less than 100 cents, or a few hundred cents will be obtained for a mu of fertile land. This will be a real high-quality arable land, even if the land in Shaanxi is cheap, a mu of land will cost three or four cents of qian coins.

"Second brother, you know one thing, but you don't know the other thing. The food of the soldiers has been prepared long ago. There are grain reserves in the warehouses of all prefectures and counties, but are the food prepared for the civilians and prisoners of war? If there are thousands of people, it is not a big problem to raise it, but tens of thousands of people will raise it. In addition, Shaanxi has a poor harvest last year, it will definitely raise the price of grain. That is why the government allocated a large amount of grain from the Central Plains to avoid the rise of the price of grain in Guanzhong and cause panic. But if this grain is transported from the Central Plains, do you know how much the cost per bucket is? One hundred and fifty cents are more than ten cents. Isn't it worth one acre of fertile land? Moreover, these people donated too much, and the grain shortage is not big. Even if there is a little gap, the government dares to buy it publicly in Guanzhong. If the government does not need to transfer grain from the Central Plains, how much money will it save?"

"So that's the case, but those lands have not even been measured. How can I compensate in the future?"

"How to measure it well?"

"Then it's after autumn..."

"It's not about quantity. It's about what they reported to the government, so why do we need quantity?" Wang Ju said.

"That, brother-in-law, you are too cruel and can stab a hornet's nest."

"Usually, I've stabbed a hornet's nest, but think about who is the group of people in the canal worker now."

Li Wan thought about it, thought for a while, and shouted, "Why are you really killing me?"

"If you must kill, kill. The Song Dynasty does not lack the most is people, but the ones that hate people the most are the sycamore! Bloodsucking worms! Besides, do you really think these people are kind enough to donate food?"

What are they? A super landlord only took out a hundred stones of grain, which is really kind.

But Wang Ju didn't expect that his butcher knife would fall down so quickly.

Why did I choose this mountain? It was not the one in Hou Ke? Strictly speaking, it belongs to the Zhongshan Mountain system. The mountain rocks should not be much different. Some rocks may weather into limestone, but the rocks in the mountain are still the same.

Wang Ju dared not bet that it was not because the mountain collapsed in the future, but it might collapse due to vibration when it was blasted. So he chose this mountain. The mountain was thin but the stone was hard. The difficulty would increase, but there would be no possibility of collapse.

After several days of bombing, Wang Ju looked at the situation and was almost safe.

The blasting soldiers gradually became more and more familiar with the various precautions. Wang Ju rode a horse and looked at it first, and was quite satisfied. Then he thought about it and rode a horse to Xiao Zhengquan.

Because today is time to eat meat.

There is no beef, no mutton, just pork, that's not bad.

Including Su Dongpo, he had no money and wanted to eat meat, but he didn't eat pork obediently. The literati despised pork, but the people did not despise it.

When Wang Ju saw Yang Pan, his body was covered with mud and was sitting there, gasping for breath.

Wang Ju turned over and dismounted and said, "Yang Gou, how could he work hard?"

"Not hard, it's worth it to be able to do this job well." Yang Pan said angrily.

"Then let's take a look."

Yang Pan thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Taking the lead in labor is motivation, and planning, command and supervision are their main tasks.

So the two of them looked all the way and ate meat, and everyone smiled.

Wang Ju's face became more and more gloomy.

It’s really not to blame Yang Pan and Cheng Fang. Cheng Fang was cut off from his life since he was a child and went to the palace to become a small yellow party. How could he worry about his life? Yang Pan’s grandchildren have been officials for several generations, and they are famous families of officials, so they should have no worries about food and clothing. Moreover, the popular saying now is that scholars and officials do not stand under dangerous walls and do not enter the bless. In fact, they are afraid of death and laziness, and they are looking for reasons for themselves.

So Cheng and Yang really didn't see it.

Yang Pan said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Yang Gouzhi, you also know some of my experiences. I have been very bitter since I was a child and I can eat meat. I don't know how happy my brother and sister were that day. At that time, my second sister and third brother were still young, so I sat in front of the stove and looked at the clay pot. I smelled the aroma of the meat and saliva kept dripping down."

Yang Pan's face softened.

Although Wang Ju's strong and unrespectful seniors made him very dissatisfied, he had to admit that Wang Ju's journey was a miracle in the Song Dynasty.

"So I know better. Let's ride a horse and take a look."

It should be a little better nearby, after all, Yang Pan is in charge, and some people dare not do too much.

The group rode horses to the construction site further away.

Several people dismounted, and this time even Yang Pan saw it, and his face became gloomy on the spot. (To be continued...)
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