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Chapter 220: Death without a burial place!

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly.

Sixteen, not too young!

In later generations, she will still be a child, but in this era, she can already be the child's mother.

Zhu Hongyu wet the towel himself and wiped his face.

He sat on the edge of the couch, staring straight at the beauty in front of him, as if there were flames condensing in his eyes, and spoke.

"Sit here next to me!"

When Wen Wen heard this, she didn't dare to refuse and walked to Zhu Hongyu's side.

He looked at Zhu Hongyu's heroic profile, and the blush on his face became more and more intense.

I accidentally remembered what my grandma taught me before I came to Zhu Hongyu's place today.

So embarrassed~

Zhu Hongyu pulled Wenwen into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her.

He knew that tonight would be another night that tests his waist!

Ahem, which cadre can withstand such a test?!



The next day, Zhu Hongyu, who had been busy until midnight last night, was still full of energy and devoted himself to his new work.

Zhu Hongyu issued the combat order.

The soldiers who were seriously seasick continued to repair, while the remaining soldiers went out to expand the results and clean up the remaining forces of the Qing army on Qiongzhou Island.

Although the main force of the Qing army in Qiongzhou was defeated, there are still a lot of remnants!

Although these remnant soldiers are not very eye-catching, after the main force of the Ming army attacks the mainland, they may threaten the stability of Qiongzhou.

At the same time, Zhu Hongyu also issued an order to clean up Dingkou and clear out his father's land.

They also prepared to develop the Shilu Iron Mine, recruit a large number of laborers, and cooperate with the reform-through-labor prisoners in the prisoner-of-war camp to begin repairing Qiongzhou's city defenses.

And prepare to transform Qiongzhou into a fortress!

Although the Qing army's surface power is strong, there is a high probability that it will not be able to cross the sea to threaten Qiongzhou in a short period of time.

But everything is afraid of what might happen. What if the Ming army fails to conquer the mainland and the main force is damaged?

It never goes wrong to be prepared in advance!

In addition, Zhu Hongyu also issued a recruitment order.

Veterans and grassroots officers were recruited from the Liberation Army to set up a Qiongzhou recruit camp outside Qiongzhou City.

Prepare to use Qiongzhou's manpower and material resources to expand our troops!



In an open space outside Qiongzhou City, the Liberation Army set up a porridge shed here and began to provide relief to the refugees inside and outside Qiongzhou City.

Giving out porridge is the first step for Zhu Hongyu to win over the people of Qiongzhou!

The effect may not be very good, but it will definitely leave a good impression in the hearts of the people of Qiongzhou.

For the common people, a ruler who is willing to give them porridge is never too bad!

When the common people ate the porridge provided by the Liberation Army, they would always say a few good things about the Liberation Army.

As for the source of the food needed for soup kitchen, of course it comes from the generous donations from the Qiongzhou gentry!

Zhu Hongyu used his official position to win over them, and they had to show some expression, otherwise Zhu Hongyu would fall out.

Zhu Hongyu's supervision of the country is not an empty supervision. He also has heavy troops in his hands, and he does not hesitate to kill people.

As the Liberation Army carried out operations such as clearing up public security in Qiongzhou and providing soup and relief.

Qiongzhou, which had just been recovered, quickly settled down.

Everything is on track!

All orders issued by Zhu Hongyu were implemented in an orderly manner.



Qiongzhou has a lot of land, but there are more farmers without land.

A large number of farmers make a living by renting land from landlords.

Such farmers are called tenants!

The life of tenant farmers was extremely difficult. Not only did they have to pay taxes to the court, they also had to pay rent to the landlord.

The combined land tax and rent can account for almost 70-80% of their annual harvest!

It's a good harvest year. Although we don't have enough to eat, we won't starve to death.

But in the event of a disaster, the tenants would have no choice but to borrow high-interest loans from the landlords in order to survive.

As for things like loan sharking, once you borrow something, there is no possibility of repaying it.

Under the pressure of compounding profits, one must end up selling his children and daughters, and even himself will be sold to the landlord as a slave.

The family is ruined and everyone is dead, but that’s it!

Tang Dingquan is such a tenant. His family has no land and relies entirely on renting land from the landlord's family.

After working hard for a year, I can't save even half a copper plate.

Growing up, I never had enough to eat.

The porridge given out by the Liberation Army outside Qiongzhou City today was the most filling he had eaten in the past few years.

While drinking the fragrant rice porridge, tears unexpectedly fell from the corners of his eyes.

While many people were weeping silently, officials from the Liberation Army came to their side.

Start preaching to them the policies of the Liberation Army.

When I heard that the military government asked the landlords and gentry to reduce rents and interest rates to relieve the pressure on tenants.

Tang Dingquan couldn't help but follow the crowd and shouted "Long live His Royal Highness the Jianguo" together.

At some point, a very young nobleman came up behind Tang Ding and asked very kindly.

"Brother, how many people are there in your family? How many acres of land do you have?"

Tang Dingquan looked at the noble man's exquisite clothes, and then at the coarse cloth shirt he was wearing, his face was full of restraint, he scratched his head and said.

"I...there are five people in my family, my father, my mother, my daughter-in-law, and my younger brother!"

"My family has no land, so we live by renting the land from Mr. Xu's house at the east end of the village."

The young nobleman asked with a smile.

"In this case, I wonder, brother, do you have any thoughts of immigrating to Luzon?"

"The imperial court wants to divide the land among the landless people in Luzon on a per head basis!"

"As long as you pay a certain amount of rent every year for a few years, the land will be yours!"

Tang Dingquan's dark and honest face showed an expression of obvious disbelief.

"Can such a good thing happen?"

"Is your noble man lying to me?"

The young noble man spoke.

"Of course, why should I lie to you?"

"The imperial court has many ownerless fields in Luzon. Your Highness, Jian Guo, takes pity on the people in Qiongzhou who are living in poverty, and specifically allows the people in Qiongzhou to immigrate to Luzon and reclaim those ownerless fields."

"The imperial court also provided seeds and agricultural tools!"

Tang Dingquan still felt a little unconvinced and asked with suspicion on his face.

"Really?"

Zhu Hongyu nodded and said with great conviction.

"Of course!"

How can he not know whether the policies he formulated are true?

"Immediately, officials from the imperial court will go to the local area to compile a list of immigrants to Luzon!"

"Luzon is a great place. There are ownerless wastelands everywhere. If you reclaim them, you can make them your own!"

Tang Ding's face showed very obvious heartbeat, but he still hesitated.

Because it’s hard to leave your homeland!

Zhu Hongyu patted Tang Dingquan on the shoulder and said.

"It's better than being in Qiongzhou and not having anywhere to bury your dead body!"

Many people think that the story of selling one's body to bury one's father is a bit ridiculous.

Find a wasteland, dig a hole, bury it with a roll of straw mat, and at most find a piece of wood and carve a tombstone, right?

Why sell yourself?

It's just that things are not as simple as I thought!

A lot of land looks like wasteland, but it also has owners.

Maybe it belongs to some great old man!

If you want to bury a dead person in someone else's land, will they agree?

This is what the poor people are like in this era. When someone dies in their family, they don’t even have a place to bury them!

A true death without a burial place!


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