The group of people waited at the gate of the government office for about a quarter of an hour, and Xu Da came back with a smile on his face, and even gave Wang the ok sign he had just learned.
From the looks of it, things seem to be going smoothly.
The two families waited for another quarter of an hour before Liu Rong walked out of the government office with a much gentler look on his face than when he first met. He waved to the two families:
"My lord, we are free. Come in."
As he said that, he led the way and said: "Because you are the first batch of refugees to arrive in Jizhou, Lord Hucao is sympathetic and wants to see you. Remember to salute when you enter the lobby later. You can answer whatever the Lord asks. Remember not to
Discourteous."
This sudden reception really caught the two families off guard.
However, Xu Yue's family is okay. They don't have any particular resistance to meeting officials. They are more curious about what the officials here are like.
The biggest officials Wang Dayou has ever seen are the petty officials who are responsible for the township budget every year. They are officials who specialize in population, farming, and taxation. They are equivalent to the grassroots civil servants who do census in modern times.
It's just that in addition to the census, Daqing's census also conducted an economic census at the same time.
However, the court has been in turmoil in the past two years, and the officials below only check the information from previous years every other year and update the data for the latest year. Forgery is common.
In order to prevent his family from being cheated by these petty officials, Wang Dayou even gave these petty officials finely forged knives. This ensured that the village's tax revenue would not be increased additionally.
But compared with the Hucao master in a county who specializes in managing household registration, that junior official is probably not as good as Mr. Liu Cha who led the way.
Wang Dayou felt anxious when he thought that he was going to meet such a big shot. He was afraid that if he said the wrong thing or did the wrong thing, he would be in trouble.
But obviously, he thought too much.
They didn't see Mr. Hu Cao himself at all, but one of his subordinates who was equivalent to a deputy or retainer.
This man was dressed as a scribe. He was neatly dressed and had a feather crown on his head. It was hard to tell what official position he held, but Liu Rong was very respectful to him.
After the two families bowed their hands and bowed, the scribe took out a roll of cloth and a pen, dipped it in ink and began to ask them various questions.
For example, where do you come from, what is your name, who is in your family, what do your ancestors do, where did you go on the road, what scenery did you see, who did you come into contact with, everything is detailed, just ask Xu Da directly what are you doing today?
What color are the underwear you are wearing?
After everyone had finished answering one by one, the cloth in his hand was filled with copies.
These contents may seem messy, but they are the latest reports on the specific situation of the disaster in Yanzhou.
After he reports it to Master Hu Cao, who then reports it to the county governor, he can make a big fuss about it so that the people all over the world know that Jizhou is really rescuing refugees and is not just giving empty instructions.
Let the wise people of the world commend him, and let the suffering people of the world yearn for Jizhou.
All in all, this is an excellent publicity opportunity.
The scribe blew the cloth, put the report away, turned around, and smiled at the Xu and Wang families,
"Okay, go and apply for household registration. From now on, you will be Jizhou people. With our Yuan family's ever-victorious army here, the people will no longer be harassed by refugees. Farm well and be good citizens."
The two families nodded and watched the scribe leave.
Liu Rong bowed again in the direction where the scribe left, then stood up and walked toward Xu Dadao: "Just one person from a family can come, the others are waiting outside."
"Hey, hey." Xu Da and Wang Day responded and followed Liu Rong to a small room where they applied for household registration.
The household registration book has been written in the documents inside. Xu Da and Wang Dayou stepped forward to check the information. After making sure it was correct, they signed and stamped it.
Wang Dayou stepped forward and pressed his fingerprints. Xu Da picked up the pen that was placed far away, dipped it in black ink and wrote his name on the yellowed paper, Xu Qingyang!
I just learned the traditional Chinese characters with my daughter. The writing is not pretty, but it is neat and neat. You can see the hooks and dots between the strokes. It seems like someone has a good foundation in writing.
After finishing writing and writing, the clerk and Liu Rong looked at Xu Da in surprise.
He can write and has obviously read books. He is from a noble family?
But looking at his clothes, he looked a little poorer, more like he came from a poor family.
Just at this moment, Xu Da felt that the eyes of the people around him changed, and they became much more respectful.
Liu Rong took a deep breath, and the little "look down on you, you are not worthy" in his eyes disappeared. He treated Xu Da with equal status and handed him the yellow household registration booklet with both hands.
Xu thanked him with a smile and went out to meet his wife and children with his warm household registration.
"How is it? Where are we assigned?" Wang asked softly.
Xu Da raised his eyebrows proudly, drew a circle in front of his face with his finger, and nodded, "That's it."
That's it?
Just in the county seat?
The mother and son were a little unbelievable. They all looked at Xu Da. When they saw him nodding, they couldn't help laughing. They were really happy.
"Dad, where are we?" The Wang family's aunt saw the Xu family's happy appearance, and hurriedly ran to Wang Dayou and asked him eagerly, raising her head.
Wang Dayou didn't know yet. He couldn't read and didn't know what was written in the yellow book. He only heard the clerk read out his family's names just now. He heard every word correctly and pressed his fingerprint.
When asked by her daughter, she remembered this and hurriedly brought the yellow book over to ask Xu Da to look at it for him.
He knew that Xu Da had spent a lot of money on activities to stay in the county, and he didn't expect that he could stay in the city. He just felt that no matter what village he was in, he would be happy.
But when Liu Rong collected the money, he thought the two families were from the same family, so they both gave him the convenience.
Xu Da clicked on the words on the yellow book and read: "Wang Dayou, from Hejian County."
For a moment, Wang Dayou thought that Hejian County might be the name of a village, but he soon woke up from the ecstatic expressions of his wife and daughter.
He looked at Xu Da in surprise and emotion. He really didn't expect that he would help his family as well.
"Brother Xu, I will never be able to fully repay you for your kindness in this lifetime!" Wang Dayou's eyes were red with excitement, and the six-foot tall man shed tears on the spot.
Xu Da raised his eyebrows. This was not his fault. It was probably Liu Rong who misunderstood.
But since it is a beautiful misunderstanding, let him continue to misunderstand it.
Xu Da returned the yellow book of the Wang family to Wang Dayou, told him to put it away carefully, and whispered in a low voice: "There are still unfinished accounts..."
As soon as he started talking, Wang Dayou responded: "I know, I know, I will give the money to Brother Xu later."
Xu Da nodded solemnly, "Brothers have settled accounts. I regard you, Brother Wang, as my dear brother. I believe you can also understand what I mean by being a brother."
Wang Dayou was deeply moved: "It's clear, it's clear."
