After spring, the plants and trees became more lush. On the fields, when you look around, you will see a large area of ​​green and the growth momentum of crops is quite good.

In another two or three months, the harvest season will come.

This crop is of great strategic significance. As long as it goes smoothly, the situation in the entire Yongzhou will be completely stabilized.

On a large field to the east, Old Man Sun was taking his family diligently to weed.

This field has two acres, and all rice is planted, each plant grows strong and has a pleasant momentum. There are canals and pools beside the field. When it rains, it is already full of water, so there is no need to worry about drought; as long as it is not affected by large-scale pests, the harvest will not be bad this season.

Old Man Sun couldn't help but calculate it secretly. The final result was that after deducting some of the taxes and other consumption, almost more than 3,000 kilograms of food were left - of course, this was the number obtained by the total area of ​​the family.

The numbers are amazing and unimaginable.

In the past, during the Taiping period, the old man Sun's family had less than 50 kilograms of food every month, which was just a few meters into the pot. There was no way, he was a poor farmer and had to have a few sloping fields. Due to geological problems, he could not plant rice, so he could only plant some potatoes, and the yield was not high.

Usually, they rent land to do it, and they are veritable tenants. Tenants are heavily exploited, and they are difficult to rent good land, and they have to pay various taxes. In the end, the remaining ones can barely satisfy the whole family’s food and clothing.

Compared to what I lived before, I was not a life at all.

You know, now his family owns more than ten acres of land. If it is placed in the township, it will be a gentry landlord.

It feels so good to plant your own land!

I have to thank that Lord Chen! My family has given Chen Sanlang the longevity card, I just hope that he can be long-lasting and never change...

The rice harvest in Yongzhou can be two seasons a year. After harvesting this crop, one more crop is in late autumn. Together, the two groups will add up and the entire family will immediately become rich.

This is a real thing!

The people are the simplest and most realistic.

After moving a large handful of grass out of the field, Old Man Sun sat on the road beside the field and prepared to smoke and rest.

Get it!

The sound of horse hooves came from the front of the road, slowly and heavy.

The field that Old Man Sun received was on the side of the fork in the official road. Usually, soldiers and horses might run by the official road, but it is not common.

It is very peaceful now. The governance is Qingming, and there is almost no trouble. I dare not or have time to do anything, and I am busy farming and growing food.

Today, why did a horse come here?

Old man Sun was surprised and quickly stood up and went up to take a look.

Not long after walking, a horse turned out at the turn and walked slowly. The person was carrying a person on the back of the horse, but the man was lying on the horse's back, and I don't know what was going on.

Although Old Man Sun was old, his eyes were still good. He soon found that the man was bleeding, and the red blood kept dripping on the ground, which was shocking.

"oops!"

Old man Sun was startled and opened his throat and screamed, asking his family to go back to the village quickly and report to the village chief to know.

Soon a militia arrived, and the leader was Sun Dagang, the militia captain in the village.

The establishment of the militia system first started from towns outside the prefectures and counties, and gradually promoted it, and then went to the prefectures and counties below.

The young and strong people did not object to this. Anyway, joining the militia is just about more daily training and welfare subsidies are issued. Some people in their families become militias, so they can allocate more land.

In just one or two months, militia teams have been basically built in many towns outside the prefectures and counties. However, due to the sharp decline in population and the lack of green and yellow, some villages and towns have few militias, and there are more than ten people, which is already considered too many.

Sun Dagang came with two militiamen, plucked up his courage, and carried the people on the horse's back to see him. Seeing that he was a middle-aged man, he didn't know if he had lost too much blood, his face was very pale. He was wearing a blue shirt and carrying a knife on his back. He looked like he was a man from the world.

The wounded position was on his left arm, and there was a hideous wound, and blood flowed continuously.

Old man Sun asked: "Dagang, what do you think should you do?"

Sun Dagang is a man with a big and round waist. He is straightforward and scratches his head: "Take it back to the village chief."

"I think it's better to send it to the prefecture and county government offices."

Old man Sun was timid. He was afraid that the other party would be a thief or something. If he took it back to the village, he might cause trouble.

Sun Dagang thought for a while: "That's OK."

"No need to go later, hurry up."

Old man Sun was afraid that he would be killed and could not escape the relationship.

"Uncle Sun, you have to go together and be a witness."

Old man Sun nodded and followed them.

Several people rushed to the prefectures and counties. On the way, Sun Dagang helped the man bandage it and used herbs to barely stop the bleeding. Otherwise, how could he withstand such a flow method?

When I arrived at the east gate of the county and county, when I entered the gate, I immediately attracted the attention of the guards' armor and shouted, "Who are you?"

Sun Dagang quickly revealed his identity. He was the captain of the militia and had a waist card. This waist card was a rule specifically formulated by Mo Xuanyi, and the state yamen announced the announcement, and everyone knew about it.

The identity was correct, and after hearing the reason, the soldiers guarding the city went to check the injured.

This man has unknown origin and is riding a horse, so he is naturally suspicious.

At present, the territory of Yongzhou has basically stabilized, but there are still some unstable factors, and there are even the remnants of the Shura Demon Sect. Although it is not a weather, it always makes people feel worried. When there is suspicion, it should be a good check.

However, this man was already in a state of fainting, unable to speak, and could not find anything.

The soldier on duty frowned and shouted, "Go and report to General Liang and let him decide."

There was a general in the four gates of the prefecture and county, responsible for guarding the east gate. It was Liang Zhufa. The "old man" who joined the army when he was in Laoshan. He had been fighting for a long time and made many contributions.

Not long after, Liang Zhufa went down to the city gate. In fact, he just wanted to talk about how to deal with such a thing, and he didn't need to come down in person. But he was idle and wanted to come and have a look.

When they got closer, everyone moved aside.

Liang Zhufa went to see the injured person, and only glanced at him, his face changed drastically, and he said in a lost voice: "It's Lord Xu!"

He rushed forward with a quick step.

Everyone was confused and looked stunned: "Mr. Xu, is it an official of the state yamen?"

Liang Zhufa didn't care much, and reached out to pick up the man, shouting, "Hurry up, get a carriage."

Seeing that the general looked anxious and did not dare to neglect, his subordinates immediately rushed over a carriage.

Liang Zhufa carried the man into the car and ordered the coachman to rush to the prefecture immediately.

The carriage was running away and the pedestrians on the street hurriedly avoided it. They were very surprised and didn't know what had happened.

"You all have to go to the prefecture office and wait for inquiries!"
Chapter completed!