Humph, one of the second generals is missing, and something feels wrong. I gave Xiaodong a holiday yesterday, and gave him a sum of money to go see his father and mother. Xiaodong said that if nothing happens, he will
Take it over and live together.
Xiao Han still agrees with this, and filial piety comes first. By the way, I want to tell the other craftsmen and auxiliary soldiers that they are the same. I, mother, if you want to take over, take over the house built for them.
They are all similar to courtyard houses. It is really a waste to only live in one family!
"No one!"
This is the problem Xiao Han is facing now. After counting the houses, Xiao Han discovered that he only needs to build twenty or thirty houses to accommodate all the people in the land. If it is the same as building high-rise buildings in later generations,
A building can be half empty!
The total population of Sanyuan County is only 20,000. This is already a large county, but 20,000 people are not as many as a larger village in later generations!
Not to mention anything else, Xiao Han could still afford a population of one million in a county that was not even ranked among the fifth tier in which he would live in later generations! But in the Tang Dynasty, not to mention one million people, even one hundred thousand people could
It was a super big city. At the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the total population of the Tang Dynasty was only tens of millions, not even a fraction of that of later generations...
"Hey, I never thought that in China, there would be a shortage of people. How can this be possible? Without people, nothing can be done. We have to find a way to get more people!" Xiao Han looked at the wilderness in front of him and sighed.
,In this world, doing anything is always more difficult than thinking...
"Hey, who are you doing?"
A voice came from behind, almost making Xiao Han jump up in despair. When he looked back, he saw Zhang Qiang standing behind him with a smile.
"Still in the mood to laugh!"
Seeing Zhang Qiang, Xiao Han was so angry that he kicked him: "Asshole! Do you know that people are scary? They scare people to death! They didn't sleep well last night, and now they scare me again. God, what did I do wrong?"
What?"
"You bastard, you didn't sleep well if you didn't sleep well. You don't need to talk about it everywhere with your big mouth. Sooner or later, my reputation will be ruined by your bad mouth!"
Zhang Qiang was a little furious. He heard that he hadn't slept well now, and his waist was in burning pain. The bruises have not faded yet. What's even more frightening is that he probably won't be able to touch the bed tonight. What can Zhang Qiang do to the initiator of all this?
It’s weird to be so angry!
"A famous name for a lifetime?" After hearing this, Xiao Han suddenly lost his temper. He glanced at Zhang Qiang sideways and asked in a very suspicious tone: "Do you have that thing?"
Zhang Qiang resisted the thought of leaving some marks on this face, and said sarcastically: "Nothing is better than you, a prodigal! By the way, prodigal, what are you doing again, cement? Such a strange name, come up with it
No? Show me quickly!"
"No!" Xiao Han said angrily: "If you find out, I will seal you inside first, throw you into the river, and wait for tens of thousands of years before you are dug out and studied by others!"
Zhang Qiang was so chilled when he heard this that he quickly took a few steps back, looked at him warily, and said, "You are so cruel, did I provoke you to provoke you?"
"I'm not provoking you, I'm not provoking you. Anyway, I'm going to catch up on my sleep. Idiot, you've gotta watch out for me. If anyone else wants to scare me, no matter who he is, I'll kill him!"
Zhang Qiang didn't know that Xiao Han had just lost face. He only saw the fool quietly making a helpless gesture to him, and then went to chase Xiao Han.
"Crazy, inexplicable..." Zhang Qiang touched the back of his head, turned around and walked towards Uncle Lunzi. He had to ask what was wrong with this man...
I don't know if Zhang Qiang is asking for something, but Xiao Han's "beat him to death" obviously has no effect.
Just after noon, Zhang Qiang rushed into Xiao Han's shed like a wild boar. He grabbed Xiao Han's clothes and ran out regardless of whether Xiao Han was awake or not!
The stupid man who had been serving as a pillar all morning not only did not stop him, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. Bulkhead followed behind, but he never mentioned that he would kill the person who came. He couldn't beat him, and he couldn't afford to offend him...
"Zhang Qiang, are you crazy about marrying a wife?"
Poor Xiao Han struggled desperately and finally broke free from the poisonous hand. The first thing he did was to yell at Zhang Qiang!
Do you want people to sleep soundly? Not allowed to sleep at night, not allowed to sleep during the day? Do you have human rights? I am a marquis, not a monkey!
"Why are you sleeping? The things you burned are almost out of the oven! They don't know how to cook them, so you're still sleeping here?"
"I want to sleep, what, what's coming out..." Xiao Han impatiently waved away Zhang Qiang's extended paw, and suddenly a light flashed in his mind, and he immediately screamed: "Ouch, why did you forget my cement?"
!Don’t burn it for me!”
"Burned..."
Zhang Qiang's ears hurt from the strange scream. He just heard the two words and felt as if a gust of wind was blowing in front of him. When he looked again, Xiao Han had already rushed out.
"Damn it, you're running so fast, slow down and wait for me!"
Watching Xiao Han running away in shock, Zhang Qiang slapped his thigh heavily, and then he and the idiot quickly caught up.
The autumn wind is getting colder, Xiao Han Zhuangzi...maybe not called Zhuangzi in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of the people around him, this is undoubtedly a place that makes him feel at ease!
The foundation of the new house has been laid, and the blue brick walls look different every day. It has become a compulsory course for craftsmen and families of auxiliary soldiers to come here every day to see how high their house is.
Finally have their own home, this is what the craftsmen and auxiliary soldiers say from the bottom of their hearts.
In fact, speaking of it, the auxiliary soldiers here in Xiao Han are pretty good. At least when they save enough money, they can have their own house and have grandchildren to spend the last moments of their lives. But the poor craftsmen
However, they cannot even enjoy this most basic welfare.
Living without a fixed place and following orders was their previous destiny, and they had never expected to have a home of their own, because even if they had one, so what? It was just a house, not a home!
Perhaps, after just two days of living in the house, they had to leave for the next place. Unless you were there, you wouldn't understand the sorrow of the craftsmen!
However, everything has changed now!
The Marquis actually went to the Ministry of Works a few days ago to retrieve his place of residence as a craftsman, and burned it all in front of everyone!
The curling green smoke went straight up into the blue clouds, and they had long since burst into tears. The place of origin that had bound them all their lives and would be passed on to their descendants was like this. The sudden relief made the craftsmen feel a little overwhelmed.
, at this moment, apart from crying, nothing seems to be able to vent their extremely excited mood!
The magistrate of Sanyuan County came here in an ox cart and politely re-registered their household registrations. From now on, their identities changed and they became Xiao Han's households, and their household registrations were also changed to Sanyuan County residents.
Although due to various reasons, they were not allotted Yongye Field, from now on, their descendants will begin to enjoy all the rights of the people of the Tang Dynasty, including twenty acres of Yongye Field and eighty acres of land!
After learning all this, the craftsmen, oh, they should be farmers now, all burst into tears. A few farmers who were still unmarried for fear of damaging their descendants were going crazy, waiting for the houses allocated by the Marquis to be built.
, I would like to find a good woman and live the rest of my life comfortably. If there are one or two boys around my knees, I will have no regrets. Even if I enter the coffin, I will lie down in it with a smile.
!
When Tang Jian, the assistant minister of Zhongshu, came to Xiao Han with a few entourage, he happened to catch up with the renovation of the new house. Normally, every family in the village would celebrate grandly and throw a few small cakes to relatives, friends and neighbors.
They had a big meal and harvested a lot of eggs and steamed buns along the way, as well as blessings and happy wishes. Not to mention that now, all the houses are being built one after another, and people from Xiao Han's territory have already gathered at the construction site. Now,
This place has become a world of joy.
On the other side of the hustle and bustle, at the entrance of Xiao Han's fiefdom, a few people and a horse-drawn cart were standing at the edge of the field.
Tang Jian looked at this legendary wasteland from a distance. Can you still see a bit of wasteland there?
A straight loess road leads straight into the distance. The mud on the road is all new, and there is not even a pothole!
On both sides of the road, behind a piece of green grass with a light yellow color, the fields were plowed extremely neatly, and a bullock was munching the grass leisurely on the edge of the field.
"Master, why is there no one here? This cow is not afraid of being taken away by others?" Tang Jian's young entourage stood on the cart, tiptoed and looked into the distance, and then took a careful look at the bullock.
Niu, I always feel that something is not quite right here, not to mention the faint sound of gongs and drums in the wind.
Tang Jian was also a little surprised, but he just shook his head and said nothing.
Ever since Xiao Han moved away from Chang'an, the atmosphere in Chang'an has become inexplicably tense. In this precarious situation, everyone is bracing themselves for unknown dangers, but no one cares about Xiao Han on the edge anymore.
If he hadn't been entrusted by the King of Qin, he would probably have forgotten this talented young man who was born out of nowhere but quickly retired into seclusion.
"Sir, it is said that the land Xiaohou bought covers several thousand acres. This is just a piece of land. It may be a little far away from where Xiaohou lives, so no one has ever greeted him. How about we walk further in?"
Seeing that the master had not set off for a long time, an older man in the entourage drove the draft horse to Tang Jian's side and whispered.
Tang Jian may have felt that it was not a problem to stand here all the time. He straightened his clothes a little and said to the people around him: "That makes sense. Let's go and walk further in!"
Entering the field, the sound of gongs and drums seemed to become more and more clear, and the breeze floated around. The bullock took small steps to the field, lay down in the newly plowed field, and began to chew the grass that it had just swallowed.
Only then did Tang Jian and others realize that the cow was not tied with a rope at all!
