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691 Kindness

As soon as these words came out, not only Bai Shan but also Man Bao couldn't help but stare at him, feeling that Magistrate Tang was very shameless.

Huayang County is an upper county, Fuguo County of Yizhou City, while Luojiang County is a lower county. Its population and economy are far behind Huayang County. How can it be possible to be poor?

But Zhou Lang didn't know these twists and turns. He scratched his head in embarrassment and whispered: "But Mr. Tang, this price is really cheap."

He didn't understand the twists and turns, but he knew that the selling prices on both sides couldn't be too different.

He sold it to others for 140 cents per dou, and gave Magistrate Tang 120 cents which was already the bottom line. No matter how low it was, the other side would have to lower the price.

Seeing the embarrassment on his fourth brother's face, Man Bao spoke for him, "Master Tang, there is only one street in Luojiang County. There are so many shops in Huayang County, how can it be poorer than Luojiang County?"

"But our expenses are also high," County Magistrate Tang lamented: "If you look at the number of refugees, how many refugees do you need to resettle in Luojiang County, and how many do we need to resettle in Huayang County?"

He clasped his fingers and said: "In addition to grain seeds, there are also farm tools, as well as pre-harvest relief, and houses are also indispensable. Each of these has to be spent. I think you are all kind-hearted, so I asked

If you help me, you will make less money anyway."

Man Bao's heart softened and his heart began to beat, and he couldn't help but look at Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang kept shaking his head at her, but he was also hesitant in his heart.

Bai Shanze felt something was wrong and asked, "Master Tang, why are you suddenly resettling refugees now? Where did you get so much land?"

The number of refugees in Huayang County has been constant because local resettlement has been slow, and refugees who have fled and returned home continue to come in every day.

The resettlement speed is much lower than the number of refugees flowing in, so naturally many refugees have gathered.

Therefore, in some markets, you can often see homeless people in ragged clothes grabbing for work, as well as beggars begging along the streets.

Mr. Tang's smile faltered, and he seemed to have thought of the current problems in Huayang County, but he still said with some pride: "Our county government has recently discovered a few pieces of wasteland, and found it to be fairly flat, so we plan to allocate it to those who registered earlier.

of refugees.”

Bai Shan asked: "How many refugees can be settled?"

"Of course we can't give each person twenty acres of Yongye field as the imperial court promulgated. Fortunately, those fields are still fertile, and the harvest should be good with intensive farming. So I have reserved two acres of land for each person. Currently, it is registered

It can accommodate about 860 people." Mr. Tang smiled and said: "With the organization of some newly opened wasteland for the refugees, about 1,200 people can be accommodated by the end of this year. In this way, the refugees inside and outside Huayang County

Even if four-fifths of it is settled, let’s think of other solutions for the rest.”

Man Bao and Bai Shan opened their mouths. So many people, so many places?

Man Bao swallowed his saliva and asked: "Did those wastelands in the past have the invisibility spell and then become invisible?"

County Magistrate Tang burst out laughing when he heard this and said happily: "That's about right."

His face straightened up, and he cried about poverty again, "So I am poor now. Think about it, so many people have to be resettled. If nothing else, it is almost winter, so we have to build houses for them, right? We have to give us food and drink, right?

?Coupled with farm tools and seeds, everything costs money."

Bai Shan was recently starting a national policy program and was very interested. He even asked Magistrate Tang to talk to him, "For things like building houses, we can just let the refugees do it. No wages are needed, right?"

Magistrate Tang nodded, "I have the same idea of ​​using work as relief, but wood, masonry, and other things also have to be bought with money."

"It's troublesome. Just let people dig out the stones. You can also make the bricks yourself," Man Bao said, "When Magistrate Yang resettled the refugees, he asked them to make the bricks and stones themselves."

Bai Shan nodded, "The wood is even simpler. I'll carve out a piece of the mountain and let them go in and cut it. After the house is built, they will draw lots to live in it. Don't worry about whether they dare to do their best."

These were Magistrate Yang's methods, and not only Bai Shan and Man Bao, but also Bai Erlang knew about them, because the three of them were captured together with the students from the county school and went to the front line to record their working hours.

After all, refugees can do things like building houses, but management requires literate people.

County Magistrate Tang was stunned for a while before saying, "But that tree belongs to someone else's family, how can you cut it down indiscriminately?"

"There are always mountains that cannot be divided," Man Bao said: "The mountains of the imperial court are not your business. You can chop them down at will with a stroke of your hand."

The county magistrate of Tang Dynasty was heartbroken and said: "This is really not something I can say. This is Huayang County, not Luojiang County. There is a governor above me, and the Jiedushi and the King of Yizhou are watching."

Man Bao was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't this a good thing for the people?"

Magistrate Tang said meaningfully: "What you think is good for the people, others may not think so. For example, if too many trees are cut down, and there will be more rain in the coming year, the mud and rocks on the mountain may collapse. This

But it’s a matter of human life, so you dare to say that stopping it isn’t for the benefit of the people?”

Man Bao thought about it, looked at Bai Shan and asked, "Then why can Magistrate Yang do it?"

Magistrate Tang sighed and said, "Because it is in Luojiang County."

A remote, economically backward county, as long as it doesn't cause trouble, there are so many government affairs every day, who can cross the mountains and rivers to keep an eye on such a small county?

However, Huayang County is within the city of Yizhou. The street next to the Huayang County Government Office is the Governor's Mansion, another corner is the Jiedushi Mansion, and two streets around is the Yizhou Prince's Mansion. Every morning, he, Huayang County,

Before noon, if the chiefs of the other three prefectures wanted to know what Ling had eaten, someone would immediately report it.

No matter how powerful he is, he might even know when he farted better than he does.

But as for Luojiang County, if it hadn't been for the sudden large-scale influx of so many new wheat seeds into Yizhou City, the Governor's Office, the Jiedushi Office and the Yizhou Prince's Office might not have known that Yang Heshu had made such a big noise in Luojiang County.

Then he led all the nobles in the capital for a trip.

What does it mean that the sky is high and the emperor is far away? What does it mean to be a parent official in a county? People like Yang Heshu are like that.

Although he has a higher official position than him, although he looks more respectable than him, and although he may handle more official documents in a day than he does in a month, is he still aggrieved than Yang Heshu?

County Magistrate Tang was depressed for a while, then continued to look at Man Bao with a smile on his face, and said in a very sincere manner: "Could it be cheaper? If it weren't for the large ransom paid by the Ying family, I probably wouldn't be able to afford new wheat seeds.

We can only buy old wheat seeds."

Manbao didn't believe it, "But the price of old wheat seeds in grain stores now is more than 120 yuan."

Magistrate Tang:...Are all children today so smart?

It's not easy to fool at all.

Magistrate Tang sighed: "Think about when I was eleven or twelve years old, I saw poor people on the street. I could have spent all the money I had with me to help people..."

Man Bao and Bai Shan:...Are all adults today so shameless?

There is no drafting of any lies.


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