When encountering something, everyone will make different choices, and this choice is often deeply related to their past experiences.
Among these connections, childhood experiences are often the most unforgettable... Although as adults, they may not be able to remember every detail clearly, but that feeling will be deeply engraved in the deepest part of their hearts.
Therefore, when Li Shan realized that the population of Dai County was insufficient and the young men were transferred to do corvee labor, which might cause difficulty in the autumn harvest, Li Shan became concerned.
When it was determined that nearly three thousand civilians would not be able to return for the autumn harvest, Li Shan was furious.
The personal guards thought that Li Shan was Huairen, and the few officials in the county thought that Li Shan was afraid of being held responsible in the evaluation by the Ministry of Officials.
Ma Zhou thought further. There would definitely be problems with the autumn harvest this time. Li Shan wanted to take precautions and dump the blame in advance... After all, the main responsibility for this matter lay with Li Gaoqian, and Li Shan had just arrived.
But when Li Shan quickly made a decision and asked all his personal guards to go to the countryside to help... Ma Zhou was dumbfounded. Even if he wanted to win people's hearts, it wouldn't be like this, right?
Why do you say that you are also a Bailihou, and you are also a Bailihou who has been granted the title of County Duke!
On the one hand, he sent junior officials to Yanmen to see if there was a way to release some of the people. On the other hand, Li Shan asked the officials to mark the main gathering places of the people on the map.
Ma Zhou on the side moved his mouth, but finally looked at Li Shan with a firm look on his face, but still did not try to persuade him.
"This area is full of..." Li Shan looked at the map, nodded and said: "There are about forty or fifty villages, but fortunately they are all together."
"Oh, this is next door to Zhuangzi where the guards stay... It starts from here!"
As Li Shan murmured, the scene from his past life came to mind. He remembered that when he was five or six years old, during the autumn harvest, three consecutive days of heavy rain made the whole village feel frozen.
I can’t remember too many details, but I still remember my grandfather carrying me on his back for dozens of miles to go to my grandmother’s house to beg for food. My two uncles raised eyebrows. I also remember the feeling when the leftover food entered my mouth. I even remember my childhood playmates.
A few are missing...
From that year on, more and more people went out to work, and the fields in the village gradually became deserted. Grandpa also abandoned the few acres of land and only concentrated on running the small tofu shop.
Standing by the river, looking at the harvest fields, Li Shan smacked his lips. He turned around and looked at the other side. Across the river, there was the fields of another village. Both villages had about two to three hundred households, but both soldiers went to battle.
Then some young men went to Yanmen to serve as corvees, leaving only three or four out of ten young men in the village.
"Mr. Lang, here you go."
Li Shan turned around and saw an old man and a middle-aged man walking quickly. They bowed to the ground respectfully, "Young man, please bow to the Ming Mansion."
One is the clan elder of Donghe Village, and the other is the village chief of Xihe Village.
"Get up." Li Shan was too lazy to ask in detail, and pointed to the field beside him, "There are two hundred personal guards, and there are still a hundred young men in Xihe Village on the other side. Adding the manpower from Donghe Village, there are more than four hundred people in total, which is enough."
An old man was overjoyed, but then he looked at the people around him and said hesitantly: "Ming Mansion, Xihe Village..."
"First Donghe Village, then Xihe Village."
The middle-aged man said with a grimace, "Mingfu, but..."
"There is little land in Donghe Village." Li Shan explained, and then said: "If you refuse, I will return to the city immediately."
The middle-aged man did not dare to say anything anymore and only glanced at the happy old man beside him.
"Bring it!"
"Langjun..." Zhou Zhoulang hesitated.
Li Shan grabbed the sickle, tried to wave it, and said: "After harvesting in the two villages, follow me to the north."
The two people across from me understood this sentence immediately, but there was still a lot to do after harvesting. Just as they were hesitating, they saw Li Shan stuffing the hem of his clothes and striding down to the field.
"Mingfu, Mingfu!"
Zhou Erlang and others looked at each other and immediately followed Li Shan down to the field.
In his previous life, Li Shan went to the fields every year during the autumn harvest, and even had special holidays from school. Although he had only harvested rice, not wheat or millet, he was still a proficient hand...even more proficient than natives such as Wang Junhao and Tuesday Lang.
After cutting most of the ridge, Li Shan straightened up and hammered his waist, looking left and right. Only two or three people caught up, and Zhu Shitou had already passed ahead.
"Stone!" Li Shan roared, "Work harder, whoever cuts ten ridges first will get half the effort!"
A few guards next to them who were about to straighten up leaned down again, half-effort, which was considered a considerable reward.
This was still implemented by Su Dingfang in the Guards. The rewards for half-efforts were not certain, but they were at least equivalent to half a year's rations for a family of five, and they could also send their children and nephews to the Imperial Medical Office to study medicine.
They were busy until the moon was faintly over the sky, and everyone stopped working. Li Shan's physical strength was not bad, so he only hammered his waist, sat down on the stone slab at the end of the village, and cursed Ma Zhou with disdain.
Although Ma Zhou came from a poor family, he was a scholar after all. He had never farmed by himself, and he couldn't bear to stand alone. Now he was lying on the ground tiredly, panting, and his head and face were covered with dirt. It was obviously not a fall.
Once or twice.
At this time, the village chief of Xihe Village trotted over, "Mingfu, the humble abode is ready..."
"No need." Li Shan waved his hand, "The guards brought a tent, and it's not cold yet... By the way, I'll prepare some extra food and I'll give it to you."
The village chief said angrily: "How can the Ming government show such mercy... Even if we invite wheat guests, we still have to collect food."
His mouth was so dry that Li Shan was too lazy to say anything. He just waved his hand, took the bamboo tube handed by the guard and drank a sip, then waved to the elder of Donghe Village, "How many were cut today?"
"It's about 50% to 60%, and it will be completed tomorrow." The clan elder prostrated himself on the ground.
"Get up." Li Shan muttered in his heart, how could it be so fast?
In fact, this was Li Shan's misunderstanding. In his previous life, he could only see young and powerful men and women going to the fields to harvest in the autumn. But in this era, harvesting more might be a life-saving food. Not to mention young men and women, they are children and old people.
They all have to go to the fields.
Li Shan took a few more sips of water before he realized that the clan elder was still prostrated, "Huh?"
The clan elder stood up tremblingly, with tears on his face, and choked with sobs: "I have lived through three dynasties, and I have only seen wars and chaos, heavy taxes, and the ravages of barbarians, but I have never seen such parents."
Li Shan was stunned, but then he saw the head of Xihe Village kneeling down on the side, "It's a blessing for Yanmen that Ming Mansion is here."
The gathered villagers fell to the ground like weak grass in the wind... Li Shan never considered the significance of his actions in this era and the impact it had on him personally.
Say something to your parents and everyone will be there.
Ma Zhou, who was still lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out, saw this scene and couldn't help but curse. When it comes to winning people's hearts, there is no one better than you, Li Huairen!