Chapter 017 Understand the sentiments of the people
The time for talking passed quickly, and before they knew it, Zhu Yijun and Gao Pragmatic had been chatting for more than half an hour.
Regarding how to make the first move against Honuki Yinda, the money-loving classmates basically reached an agreement.
At this time, Zhu Yijun felt that he had almost rested, so he said that everyone might as well continue walking - they had just been talking about things and hadn't seen anything yet.
But speaking of it, he had just come out of the Huangzhuang Villa not far away, and he couldn't see anything about the folk situation. After all, the Huangzhuang Villa was built here to facilitate the emperors of the past dynasties to visit the Tianshou Mountain. Naturally,
We must consider the accommodation of the accompanying team and the garrison of the accompanying army, so ordinary residential buildings are not allowed to be built too close to other courtyards.
However, Huangzhuang is not just a villa, a large area nearby is within the scope of Huangzhuang - otherwise, how can we collect 5 million acres of land just by relying on villas for one year?
The Royal Horse Supervisor is responsible for managing the Huangzhuang Huangdian. Although Chen Ju himself has never carefully asked about the problems of Huangzhuang, he had already called a young supervisor over when Zhu Yijun planned to go out for a stroll.
I am usually responsible for rent collection and other matters at Huangzhuang in the northern Beijing area. I come here many times and I am familiar with the geography.
The other courtyard was built along the Nansha River. According to Dong Shaojian, there is a Shawan Village just two or three miles away along the river to the west.
There are 70 or 80 households in Shawan Village, with a population of about 400. It is not a big village near Gyeonggi Province, but it is not particularly small either. The emperor wants to see the people's customs, so this is a suitable place.
During the middle and later period of Jiajing, because Ida was constantly fighting near Gyeonggi, causing shock in Gyeonggi, in order to prevent bandits and rogues, the surrounding areas of Gyeonggi also underwent several rounds of renovations modeled on the Minbao villages in Damingbian Town, and many villages were renovated.
It is made the same as a military fort, with the same defense system. Fortress walls, fortifications, suspension bridges, gatehouses and even urn forts are all there. It is nothing more than a simplified version. The same is true for Shawan.
The wall made of rammed loess is considered tall and strong. The entire outer wall is nearly two miles long. The Nanbao Gate is the only entrance. The gate tower is made of masonry arches and stands tall.
Although the journey just now was not far, except for the occasional patrol, there was almost no smell of living people. If it weren't for the accompanying people, there would have been more than a dozen. Gao Pragmatic even thought that this environment was very suitable for filming a ghost movie.
When we walked to the Shawan area, we felt some life in the world. We could see some men and women working around the village one after another. It was already dark, but we didn't know what they were busy with.
However, when they saw Zhu Yijun and Gao Pragmatic, everyone looked alert and looked up from time to time. At the fort gate or on the watchtower, there were several villagers patrolling back and forth.
Zhu Yijun said in surprise: "What are these villagers doing if they don't sleep at night? Why are there patrols? Is it very uneasy near Gyeonggi?"
Gao Pragmatic cannot answer this question. He has been separated from the masses of the people for a long time and has long since degenerated into an extremely evil feudal landlord class element, perhaps with a certain budding streak of capitalism. He is simply adding evil to evil and is an unforgivable crime.
Chen Ju was born into an ordinary peasant family - of course this may be nonsense. If he was born into a landlord class family, would there be any need for him to be a eunuch?
So Chen Ju could barely answer what these people were busy with: "Your Majesty, these villagers are no better than the people in the capital. They don't have a curfew, so if some work can be done at night, they will most likely choose to do it at night."
Zhu Yijun is a curious baby: "What can I do at night?"
Chen Ju said: "Today there is moonlight, so men can chop wood, carry water, and repair houses at night. Women can also do laundry, knit straw shoes, etc. They can always make good use of their time."
Zhu Yijun was confused and said: "Can't we do it during the day and have to postpone it until night?"
Of course Chen Ju knew the reason, but he didn't dare to say it directly and was speechless for a while.
Gao is pragmatic but has no scruples. He said nonchalantly: "It's late May now, and the farm work is very busy. They must be doing work for Zhuangzi during the day. How can they have time to do these chores at home?"
Only then did Zhu Yijun realize that these men and women were working for his palace during the day, and many of his own things could only be done at night, relying on a little moonlight.
He suddenly felt embarrassed and glared at Shaojian Dong displeasedly. Although Shaojian Dong was only considered a "middle-level cadre" in the palace, in this imperial palace in the north of Beijing, he had the majesty of half an emperor. How could he ask?
What are these specific arrangements?
When Zhu Yijun glared at him, he was so frightened that his legs went weak and he wanted to kneel down. Zhu Yijun quickly stopped him: "Don't kneel down!"
Dong Shaojian quickly stood firm on his knees and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, I am unjust. I don't know what the arrangements are. I will come and ask tomorrow."
Zhu Yijun snorted coldly, was too lazy to pay attention to him, and continued to walk forward. The strange thing was that although there were a few villagers patrolling, they did not stop Zhu Yijun and his group, and even bowed to them and gave way to them from a distance.
Zhu Yijun couldn't understand, so he asked pragmatically: "I'm wearing your Taoist uniform, and there are no logos or heraldry on it. Why are they saluting all the way?"
Gao Pingshi said a little speechlessly: "Your Majesty, any of the clothes you and your ministers wear will be enough for them to save for several years."
Chen Ju interrupted at this time: "Gao Xiuzhuan is joking. If any of them can save a set of these clothes in ten years, they will be considered a hard-working family."
Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment, looked at Gao Pingshi, then looked down at himself, and sighed softly.
The appearance of Shawan Village is not bad, at least it can deceive people, but it is only when you go inside that you can see its decay. The main street is full of potholes, making Zhu Yijun uncomfortable walking. There are narrow alleys on both sides, covered with low and dilapidated buildings.
The mud house was filled with rubbish and chicken, duck and pig manure, exuding an unpleasant smell.
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There were a few four or five-year-old little girls everywhere, who were treated better than the boys and were wearing extremely crude clothes - Gao pragmatic suspected that they were not clothes at all, but something dug out of small sacks.
It has three holes and can be put on directly like later generations wearing sleeveless vests.
Gao Pingshi secretly sighed in his heart, Shawan Village was only forty miles away from the capital, and it was a village that naturally formed a settlement in Huangzhuang. I'm afraid it should be relatively wealthy, but it looked like this, which clearly showed the poverty of ordinary people.
Zhu Yijun's face also looked ugly. He wanted to speak several times, but he didn't know what to say. It took him a while to hold back one sentence: "Pragmatically, are the people in your hometown in Xinzheng also like this?"
Gao pragmatic sighed: "Absolutely, but Xinzheng County is not that big. Since I opened the coal mine in Xinzheng, many people will go to the coal mine to help in their spare time. They can earn some idle money. They can also sell goods near the coal mine.
There are some home-made small things, and the situation is probably slightly better than in previous years."
Zhu Yijun sighed, shook his head and said: "You all know how to take care of your hometown, but I haven't even taken care of the tenants in my own palace..." He suddenly lost interest in continuing to "observe the people's sentiments" and said in a low mood:
"Pragmatic, I'm tired, let's go back, we have to travel tomorrow."
Gao Pangshi was about to nod when he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. He subconsciously turned around and saw three people and three horses jogging over from the south gate.
The man in the middle remained silent, raised his head slightly, and looked around proudly. But the two attendants on the left and right were shouting: "The high official from the palace is here, and I want you to answer!"
