Zheng Lang looked at the victims and asked the yamen runners to pick some representatives from them, saying to them: "I have collected 250,000 yuan in the imperial court and promised the imperial court to give you a good day."

These victims did not say anything.

Zheng Lang said: "A good day includes food, clothing, clothing, living, and a future life path. Everyone calculates how much it will cost."

At least you have to let the victims appreciate it.

The fire made the victims very indifferent to themselves. If they continued to maintain this attitude, the following work was not easy to arrange.

More than two hundred victims calculated and their faces became cautious.

Zheng Lang continued: "I can only point you one way to you. Can you be happy? You also need to create with both hands. After that, I will ask you to go to Jingmin Liangwei in batches to take a look and ask where the people create happiness."

We cannot listen to the advocacy of the court, or even the Song Dynasty, when you come, you have good land, clothes, living, and eating, as if there are mountains of gold and silver everywhere here.

He continued: "You have registered all the household registrations. From today on, you will be officially the people of Taipingzhou. There are two roads to choose from. One is that you voluntarily work or be a tenant farmer, which has nothing to do with my official position. If you don't want to, cooperate with me. If you go back and talk, you are willing to go out to work or be a tenant farmer. Please come out. If you don't want to, you must listen to my arrangements from today."

Let them go back and convey them one by one.

After a half day, more than a dozen people came out and asked, "Master Zheng, how can we arrange for us in the future?"

Another asked, "Can we get a polder?"

"There is no way to tell me, it is still time for you to leave. If you don't leave after an hour, I will assume that you will accept your apology. I will not obey the arrangements in the future. Here are the masters who wrote imperial edicts to Your Majesty, the Chongwen Hall storytelling and preaching the meaning of the scriptures, and the Taiwanese ministers and counseling, and the eunuchs in the palace. I can only let you die by yourself."

"Is the magistrate who said he would have a good day after hearing what you said?"

"I only show you a way. Good days were created by your hands. Am I not clear just now?"

Cai Xiang whispered: "Zheng Zhizhou will scare them."

Zheng Lang frowned and said unhappily: "What can you see? In Taipingzhou, I will take the next step of good chess, because of you, good chess has turned into bad chess."

He didn't want to tell the difference, so he asked more than a dozen people to go back again, called Zhao Tong and said, "Some fourth-class households and a small amount of fifth-class households are going to sell land. They take 50,000 yuan in money and take all their land."

The overall situation was settled, and the people of Taipingzhou were filled with joy. No matter what, the magistrate was still the same, and the development was still the same. Liuwei began to measure, so people sold their own fields one after another. That is, the 5,000 households, some fourth-class households, and some fifth-class households, the more land they had, the fewer were only a few acres of land. These lands were not easy to manage, and they were not like houses. They were demolished, packed with boats, and built a house in Xinwei again, and they were not like mulberry trees. When spring came, they could survive. So they sold the land on a large scale.

They can sell it, but someone has to ask for it.

With so many lands being sold, the land price has been reduced. Some fertile land is less than two yuan per mu, and the slope is only worth a few hundred cents.

If you say low, you can do it. If you don’t sell it, it will be abandoned next year and you will have to pay land tax.

Some take action, while others continue to be in a stalemate.

It was really cheap to buy at this time, but the government went to buy it... Cai Xiang asked suspiciously: "Zheng Zhizhou, why do you want to buy it?"

"What should I do if I don't buy them?" Zheng Lang pointed his hand at the victims.

OK, but where did you get so much money? Zhao Tong said stuttered: "Not good."

"Listen to me."

Punishment Zhao Tong had no choice but to give orders.

After an hour, some victims came out, saw that there were few people, and walked back. Zheng Lang said to the Song Dynasty and Jia Changchao: "I have said it many times. In the future, they will not listen to the transfer and will die for themselves, which has nothing to do with me."

After saying that, he brought a few yamen runners and sting officials back on the boat and left again.

Zheng Lang's various things made Song Xiang, Jia Changchao, Cai Xiang, Cao Xiumu, and Wang Zhaoming confused, and no one could understand them.

Next, Zhao Tongzong took the victims to Liangwei one after another and asked them to inquire and ask them to inquire.

Then pick it up by boat.

The autumn water gradually calmed down.

Jiangning sent 250,000 yuan in money, some of which were money and some were silk, which were calculated together.

However, the first huge sum of money in Taipingzhou also flew out and turned it into land and returned to the government. Zhao Tongzhe received an order from Zheng Lang from a distance, asking him to exchange the land and concentrate it in a few pieces, and then plough it and leave it for winter freezing.

After receiving the order, Zhao Tong's eyes lit up, but when he thought about it, there were still many things that he couldn't understand.

Autumn reaches its deepest point and leaves begin to wither.

Suddenly, ships came from Taipingzhou Wharf. The ships were moored, and the people on the boat moved boxes one by one to the shore, with autumn and winter clothes inside. After moving the boxes like a hill, a middle-aged man who looked like a leader came out and said to the yamen who maintained order: "Please inform your judge Zhao Tong."

Zhao Tong, who was not sure about the investigation, came over and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The visitor did not answer, so he took out a list and handed it to Zhao Tong. The list wrote down the number of clothes, a disaster victim changed three sets of clothes, including winter clothes, underwear, autumn clothes, and procurement locations, and a total of more than 61,000 pieces of money. Then he said, "Prime Zhao Tong, please count the quantity."

"You are..."

"No matter who we are, you send someone to check the number, and we have to go back."

Zhao Tong sent people to count the number, not many, not many, and asked again: "Who are you? Why do you send these clothes?"

The person who came still smiled and left on the boat.

Song Xiang was investigating the case everywhere, and he was even more miserable. All the yamen runners and officials were busy, and he couldn't find any help. He heard about this and rushed over and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhao Tongzong looked at the cheering victims and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either."

Before he finished speaking, several ships came over, stopped and moved things to the shore. This time, he changed his style, including various winter quilts and winter quilts, one by one. After moving them, he handed over a list again, indicating the purchase location and price, which was more than 52,000 yuan.

It is not very expensive. Although each quilt cannot be compared with satin quilt and felt, its quality is not bad, and it is very thick, with more than 30,000 pieces, and it costs a lot of money per piece, which is very reasonable. However, Zhao Tongzong stopped him in the future and asked suspiciously: "Who are you?"

"We are the ones who give the things." He smiled again and took his fellow man on the boat and left.

Listening to the greater cheers of the victims, Cai Xiang and Jia Changchao also came over and asked the reason. However, Zhao Tong and Song Xiang were almost crazy.

Shortly after these ships left, another batch of ships came over and moved things again, pots, pans, couches, tents, and very standard daily necessities. Of course, the list was even more scary, with 96,000 tins.

"Who are you?"

“We are the ones who give the gift.”

"If you don't say that I will not let you leave."

"We are the ones who are kind to give things. Zhao Tong, I heard that you are also a good official and will not be unreasonable."

A good official hit Zhao Tongzong's weak heart and almost burst into tears. After being an official for more than 20 years, someone finally admitted that he was a good official. Since he was a good official, he could not act rudely, so he had to let him on the boat.

The ship left the port and gradually moved away.

The yamen runners were distributing items to the victims one by one, and the victims were shouting happily.

However, several officials stared at each other with big eyes and sent things over. It can be explained that it might be Zheng Lang's arrangement that the money and silk in Kuanjianzhou did not move at all. It is impossible that Zheng Lang would move his mouth, and many wealthy families would give Taipingzhou something with 200,000 yuan in credit.

It is impossible to change Lu Yijian to come! Someone is willing to pay it back in the future. Zheng Lang dares to credit, but he dares to credit so much.

Several officials stood at the port, watching the little white sails go further and further away, looking at each other, not knowing what to say. They grew up so big, and had heard or seen many strange things, but they were never as weird as they are today.

...
Chapter completed!