Luo Baihu placed the household registration of Song Zhenping's brother and sister in front of Zhao Tingduo's case, and explained the reason why the Song family wanted to become a military household.
Then he chuckled and said: "Third Young Master, even though he is a big boss in his humble position, he never lies to others.
Especially when others take the initiative to join military households, they think highly of us who eat military food and are our own people.
After I had said everything I needed to say, and they were still willing to join the military household, I arranged for someone to pick out houses and land for them.
Anyway, those things are all for free, and the wealth does not flow to outsiders."
Ruijin Town is now a ghost town, and the Qili County Government to which it belongs has abandoned it.
The Zhenbei Army was willing to take over, and the county government was happy to have some peace and quiet.
"Well! That's it! You'd better talk about whether the barracks can be built before winter!" Zhao Tingduo casually flipped through the household book and threw it aside.
It is indeed a way of survival for such desperate farmers to turn into military households, but it is quite a brave man to make this decision.
After all, according to the laws of the imperial court, military households were not allowed to transfer their civilian registrations at will, scientific examinations were not allowed for three generations, and every household was drafted into the army in the event of war.
These three points alone scare many people away, and they even describe military membership as a derogatory one.
As for the 40% of grain that needs to be handed over to the army every year, there are no other excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes. In fact, it is even less than the government.
Zhao Tingduo, the third son of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, came to Suijin Town, ostensibly to supervise the construction of the guard station, but in fact, he was interfering with the detection of alluvial gold on behalf of his elder brother Zhao Tinglei.
It was just a coincidence that someone defected to the Zhenbei Army, so naturally he didn't take it seriously.
Seeing that the third young master started asking about official matters again, Luo Baihu's face suddenly fell.
For the past six months, he has been like a foreman, building houses and walls every day, and he has long been tired of it.
But this matter was ordered by Lei Qianhu, and he also sent people to inspect.
The third young master in front of him had a special background. Although he did not serve in the army, he was very popular with the Marquis, so he had to deal with it mentally.
On the other side, Xue Xiaoqi led the three brothers and sisters to the east of the town where the houses are densest.
This was also the busiest market in the past, and most of the houses that survived the disaster were here.
It was rare to see new faces in Ruijin Town. At this time, I saw a sergeant leading people to view the house, and the aborigines gathered around to see what was strange.
Pointing to a row of cleaned courtyards, Xue Xiaoqi said with some pride: "Those houses are managed by the health center and are now vacant. As long as I tell you, you can just choose any courtyard and no one will dare to harass you."
Song Liyun nodded casually, raised his legs and entered a nearby yard.
She didn't know much about Broken Gold Town, so she had better take a look before talking about it.
The courtyard wall is as high as a person, the courtyard is not large, and the ground is paved with pebbles.
A small vegetable patch was left next to it, and now it is empty, revealing the newly plowed gray-brown soil.
There are three main rooms and two side rooms upon entering.
There are kangs in the two rooms of the main house, and the kang surfaces are broken, revealing the fire tunnel that has not been completely blackened inside, indicating that the house has not been used for a long time.
Someone must have dug through these houses. There are no furniture inside, there is no window paper, and the house is full of sand.
Song Zhenping took Xiao An to look around, and touched the new-colored wooden pillars under the porch again and again, feeling full of joy.
This is much better than the dark room in the second uncle's house.
Song Liyun did not enter the house, only looked outside and immediately denied it.
She wanted a spacious open space, not such a compact courtyard.
Even if it is a bit desolate and decayed, it can at least allow Xiao An to run happily and laugh unscrupulously.
And she doesn't want her neighbors to listen in the corner and have to put on a smiling face when she goes out.
The three brothers and sisters were looking at the house inside, and Xue Xiaoqi stood majestically by the courtyard gate and lectured the neighbors: "This will be a military town in the future, and there will be more and more military households. You civilian households should be more honest. If we know that you have
All oppression and xenophobia must be driven out."
The residents shrank aside in fear and kept saying they didn't dare.
Because of the tragedy in Suijin Town, more than ten officials from the state capital to the nearest Qili County were killed and demoted. This place has long been a taboo place for Yunzhou officials, lest they be tainted.
Since then, the government has never come to collect taxes, nor has it comforted or compensated the people who died in Ruijin Town, and even ignored the living people.
It quite means leaving them here to fend for themselves.
It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. In the past, when Suijin Town was still a village, a few hundred people lived quite well.
When a salesman comes in the middle of the month, the village will be lively for a few days.
But Jinsha is like a nightmare for people. After experiencing prosperity and returning to deserted villages and towns, everyone can't stand it.
Those who can leave have left, and those who cannot leave continue to live on, unable to find the vitality they once had.
Now the Zhenbei Army wants to build a health station, so they have found some young people from the more than 200 people left in the town to work, and they have to give them food and money, so they have some hope.
All hope is given by Wei.
Therefore, when Xue Xiaoqi's words were heard in the ears of the residents, they naturally felt a sense of fear towards the military households.
When the three brothers and sisters Song Liyun came out of the yard, they saw the arrogant Xue Xiaoqi and the aborigines of Ruijin Town who were wearing shabby clothes and watching from a distance.
Seeing Song Liyun coming out, Xue Xiaoqi put on a smile and came over to greet her: "What do you think, Miss Song? This is in the middle of the town, and we can do some business in the future. I have said hello to everyone around me, and no one dares to be disrespectful to you.
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Song Liyun smiled faintly: "Master Xue Jun has taken the trouble. For important matters like choosing a family, my brother still has the final say."
Xue Xiaoqi then seemed to think of Song Zhenping, turned around and looked at him with raised eyebrows and said: "What does Brother Song think of this room? I think it's settled like this.
This is in town, so it would be convenient if Brother Song wanted to set up a stall to sell some needles, threads and brains.
To be honest, I'll ask the camp for the yard next to it later, so that it will be easier for our two families to travel back and forth."
Listening to his words, Song Liyun couldn't help but glance at him: Who wants to be a neighbor?
In the courtyard, Song Zhenping already knew that Song Liyun was not satisfied with the house.
Although in his opinion this place is already very good, he still has to listen to his second sister's arrangements.
"Master Xue Jun, I am a farmer and I don't know how to do business. It is more convenient to be closer to the land."
Song Zhenping said that his instinctive reaction was not to want to be a neighbor with this person.
"You don't even look down on a house like this?"
Feeling the indifference between the brothers and sisters towards him, Xue Xiaoqi's expression was not very good: Although his position is Xiaoqi, he still manages ten brothers.
He didn't even take a sip of tea, leaving his brothers behind and running dryly to help choose a house, but he didn't appreciate it.
If it weren't for the loneliness in the army and the girl in front of him, he wouldn't bother to talk.
Holding back his resentment, Xue Xiaoqi said in a deep voice: "Okay, you can look for the courtyard next to it. Anyway, I can say it in front of you. The best courtyard is here. The further you look back, the worse it will be."
Song Liyun was not in a hurry to see the house. Instead, he walked towards the aboriginal people who were shivering away and said with a smile: "Dear uncles and aunts, we three brothers and sisters are farmers. Our parents died young and life is difficult. Now we come to your land just to have a good life."
I will plant a piece of land and have food to eat, so I won’t cause any trouble to you.”