How many winds and frosts have been endured, how many hardships are behind.

Mrs. Qian's words "I miss home" seemed to open the floodgates of sadness. Many women cried, and some men squatted on the ground and held their heads.

Dongming Ziyu was not surprised by the situation in front of him, and said calmly: "We have even lived in the open air, what can't we conquer? Now that we have money and food for relief, it is much better than when we first came out.

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Dong Chunlei also said: "Yes, no matter how difficult it is, is it more difficult than the escape route? There are mountains behind and water in front. What a wonderful geomantic treasure land!"

When everyone heard this, their spirits were lifted.

Ling Yue hugged Mrs. Qian's arm and said, "Mistress, don't be sad, your parents will give you a new home and let you and me live a good life!"

Mrs. Qian suddenly wiped away her tears, grabbed Dongming Ziyu's sleeve, and said: "Si'er, you have to take the examination for the Juren! The No. 1 Scholar examination! They are both scholars and the Juren, how can we get one?

That’s why I won’t be bullied!”

Dongming Ziyu: "..."

As I said, taking the top exam is like buying a cabbage.

He has always been the top pick, second pick, and third pick. He has been learning how to manage people since he was in elementary school. He is really not good at scientific examinations.

When Dongming Ziyu muttered, Wulang thought he was in trouble, grabbed his hand, raised his little face, and said seriously: "Dad, don't worry, my son is going to take the No. 1 exam, I will protect you, mother, sister... still...

There are grandparents."

When I heard that the last four words were added as suffixes, they didn't have much power.

Mrs. Qian pouted, "I have a son myself!"

Everyone was stimulated by the two scholars and the high officials in the court, and they all persuaded Dongming Ziyu to take the scientific examination. Even if he was a scholar, at least he would not have to kneel when he met the county magistrate.

Needless to say, the latter reason made Dongming Ziyu's heart flutter.

He, Shangguan Ruoli, and Ling Yue were all kneeled down by others in the past, so how could they kneel down to others casually? They had to give their wives the title of shadow, so that their wives and children would be less likely to kneel down, so that they could hold their heads high outside.

He looked at the wild grassland in front of him and the saline-alkali land by the stream, and said: "I will consider the imperial examination. Now I have to set up a tent to let the children and the elderly rest."

Upon hearing this, everyone put away their sadness, cheered up their tired spirits, and thought about what to do in the future.

Dongming Ziyu said: "Tomorrow I will take a few people to the county government office to get the household registration, and then ask about food relief. Then I will ask about the prices and see where they can buy bricks and tiles. I have to build a house.

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Dong Chunlei said: "Blue bricks are expensive! How much money does it cost to buy green bricks? Tomorrow, part of the labor force will go up the mountain to cut wood, cut stones, and cover them with stones. It is winter now, and we can't open up wasteland for farming. Are these laborers eating in vain?"

Mr. Dong also said: "That's right. If you keep the money, you have to buy two acres of fertile land, otherwise you won't know what to do."

Many people echoed: "Yes, yes, it takes three years to harvest wasteland!"

How could Dongming Ziyu rely on farming to support his family?

But now is not the time to say, "Let's get over tonight."

Everyone found a place with higher terrain that was suitable for living. Those who cut the grass cut the grass, those who leveled the ground, those who felled the wood, and those who pitched the tents. Fortunately, they all cooperated with each other all the way, and the division of labor was clear and orderly.

However, this time is different from being on the road. You need to stay there for a long time, so the tent needs to be stronger and bigger. In the future, you will need to put tables, chairs, and wooden beds. The air here is humid, so you can't make a floor for a long time.

So, at dawn, three rows of straw mat sheds were erected near the foot of the mountain. They were neatly arranged, with space for the front and back yards. One look showed that these people were organized and disciplined.

Looks very hard to mess with.

When people in Nanxi Village saw this situation, they hurriedly reported to Jiang Haoguang.

Jiang Haoguang was not too surprised and said: "They fled all the way and came here alive. They are old people and have many children. They should be led by capable people."

His eldest son said: "Dad, this group of people are together, and they say there is someone above, but I don't know who it is."

The second son said: "Those who were assigned to Beixi Village did not go to Beixi Village. Instead, they lived together in a group. Obviously they wanted to stay together. In this way, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to control them. Should we transfer the people who were assigned to Beixi Village to Beixi Village?"

Are the people from Xicun rushing across the river?"

Jiang Haoguang said: "No need. I still don't know what connections these people have above, allowing them to choose where to stay. I'm afraid they have a lot of background."

He said to his eldest son: "Go to the county government office and ask about it."

The eldest son nodded and said, "Yes!"

Jiang Hexuan also knew about the situation of these people and asked people to go to the county government to inquire. But he added that he wanted to find out the background and experience of the leader Dong Youfu.

As for the village chief Jiang Hongda of Beixi Village, he doesn't care about pretending to be sick. With Jiang Hexuan as the village chief and clan leader, it's not his turn to take care of shit. He's just a village chief in name only!

Dongming Ziyu took Da Lang, his second brother, Shuan Zhu, Dong Shi, Li Chenglin and several other young men to Liulin County.

A few people looked at the neat streets, tall houses, and rows of buildings, and then looked at the people walking on the streets. Whether they were energetic or dressed, it was clear that this was a wealthy place.

Dongming Ziyu went to do business first, go to the county government office to apply for household registration, and receive food relief.

Everyone in the county government knew the attitude of the county magistrate towards them yesterday. They knew that Dongming Ziyu and his group were protected by someone above, so they did not make things difficult. They successfully applied for household registration and signed a sign to receive relief grains.

Dongming Ziyu conveniently arranged directions for himself and the young people who came with him, so that if he went out for a walk, there would be no need to make another trip.

There is no road guide here, so it is impossible to enter the city or stay in a hotel.

Everyone was happy, but when they received the relief food, they were a little disappointed.

Dalang frowned and said: "Uncle Fourth, we have never eaten these moldy and sandy coarse grains on the road. Moreover, each adult man only has two buckets a month, and women and children only have one bucket. How can this be enough?"

Dong Youliang said: "We're just going to starve to death. How can we give you white rice and flour? We're all going to be victims of the disaster. Who will work on the land?"

Shuan Zhu snorted coldly and said: "It must have been corrupted layer by layer, and it only got so little in our hands. Seeing that they couldn't be corrupt anymore, the people below mixed it with moldy grain, or simply mixed it with sand."

Dongming Ziyu glanced at Shuan Zhu, this guy was quite thoughtful.

He is transparent, ruthless, shrewd, courageous, and aware of current affairs. Although he has some bad habits like a ruffian, he has got rid of him and can be cultivated more in the future.

Dong Shi said: "Knowing that there are people above us, they still give us such food. I'm afraid they are not afraid of us filing a lawsuit. There should be a lot of officials involved, and we cannot catch all the people above."

He is Dong Chunlei's son, a third-generation village official, and also has some knowledge.

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