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Chapter 601 A few bowls

Chapter 601

Notices were posted in the streets and alleys of Youzhou. Naturally, no one dared to clean up such small advertisements for government actions. The Han soldiers who posted the notices beat gongs and shouted at the top of their lungs for the people to come out and see.

Announcement. It was just the beginning of the war. Most of the people in Youzhou City were Khitan people. As the newly defeated side, they had to live with their tails between their legs and live cautiously in the enemy's ruled area. So even if they heard the gong

There was a loud noise, and the shouts of the Han soldiers were heard, but they just opened the door a crack and peeked out. No one dared to go out to see what was going on.

The Han people in Youzhou City have no awareness of being liberated. Like the Khitan people, they huddle at home and tremble, fearing that they will accidentally cause disaster. Youzhou has been ruled by the Khitan people for a long enough time, so even the Han people

It has long been impossible to tell the difference between the blood flowing in their veins and that of the Khitan people. Moreover, ordinary people of the Khitan people are not restricted by intermarriage with the Han people, so for hundreds of years, who is a Han and who is a Khitan has long been

It's already blurry.

Notices were posted in conspicuous places in the streets and alleys. The common people hid behind the cracks in the doors and secretly watched the Han soldiers leave. After confirming that the men in black armor had gone far, they dared to squeeze out from the cracks in the doors.

They carefully looked left and right. When they were sure there was no danger, they curiously moved closer to the notice to take a look.

"All Khitan people must report to the government office within ten days?"

"Is overdue punishment punishable?"

"Old man, what does it say?"

"Old lady, are we Han Chinese or Khitan people?"

"Han Chinese! Damn old man, you are looking for death! Have you forgotten? Didn't you say that your grandfather's grandfather moved here from the ground in Shandong?"

"how about you?"

The old man asked a little worriedly. The old lady opened her mouth and finally said uncertainly: "My maiden name is Wang. Since it is a Han surname, I must be Han, right?"

"That's good...that's good!"

Many of them comfort themselves like this, trying to find a safe excuse for themselves. They don't know what the King of Han means by asking the Khitans to report at the reporting points set up by the government on various streets, because there are rumors that the King of Han wants to

All the Khitans in Youzhou were massacred, so the entire city of Youzhou was filled with tension and panic. After everyone saw the notice, they began to follow their own genealogy to see if they were Han or Khitan.

.However, after hundreds of years of integration, it is still difficult to tell who is the Han and who is the Khitan.

"The notice says that it is to register the number of people in Youzhou... Anyone who goes to register will be given two kilograms of polished rice."

Someone pointed to the last line and said in surprise.

"Don't listen to the nonsense from the government! If it's just to see how many people there are, why do you let the Khitans go to the government office to register?"

"That's right."

"Whether you want to go or not, my boss, you can make up your mind."

"What idea can I make?! Oh... go ahead, or you will die. I heard that the Han army did not kill women, children, the elderly, children and their mothers. Please honor our father and mother for me."

Someone braved the courage to go to the reporting place. They saw a thick blank paper on a table placed in a stone pavilion on the street. Seven or eight burly Han soldiers stood outside the stone pavilion, holding hands

Hengdao looked very fierce. On the contrary, the man in civilian clothes sitting behind the desk looked very easy-going. He warmed up the almost frozen pen and ink while waving to the common people.

"It's Mr. Wen!"

"It's really Mr. Wen. Mr. Wen is a rare good official in Youzhou."

The kind-hearted Master Wen stood up and bowed his hands to the people and said: "Since you are here, come and register your name and address. Don't worry, everyone, the King of Han ordered me to register the number of people here, just to see if you have the courage to come."

Receive polished rice. The notice clearly states that anyone who registers will never default on two kilograms of polished rice per person."

Master Wen was well known in Youzhou for loving the people. The people who knew him came forward to ask. Master Wen smiled and answered the people's doubts. It turned out that the King of Han was preparing to open hundreds of thousands of acres of farmland in the south of Youzhou, but after the war,

Most of the people in the villages outside the city fled, and the fields were left unkempt. The purpose of the Han king's registration of the Khitans was to allow them to farm and raise land in the fields. Youzhou was no longer the territory of the Liao Kingdom.

It is one of the five capitals of the Liao Dynasty. The Khitan people do not have to work and the government distributes a certain amount of grain every year. Welfare such as cloth was canceled by the King of Han. The Khitan people had to work if they wanted to live.

In addition, the King of Han wants to raze the Nanyuan Palace and rebuild a grand palace on the original site. Khitans who are good at carpentry and blacksmithing can go to another place to report and repair the palace before starting construction.

In the city, everyone was given three full meals a day and five large coins.

In addition, if a Khitan performs well, he or she can become a Han citizen, in which case he can receive a piece of land of his own outside the city, and the annual taxes he pays to the government will be much lower than that of the Khitan.

In any case, this is good news for the Khitan people. The first batch of Khitan people who came to report received two kilograms of polished rice. The news that the King of Han did not intend to exterminate the Khitan people spread like a wind through the streets of Youzhou.

Alley. For the Khitan people who had lost their privileges, this was undoubtedly a good thing. The King of Han gave them a way to survive by letting them go to farm and work.

At the same time, ordinary people can go to the government offices to expose and report the original officials of Youzhou. After the exposure is confirmed, everyone will receive a large reward. In this way, it will be difficult for the Khitan officials who are hiding in disguise to hide.

, some of these people hold important positions in Youzhou, and some are rich families who bully men, dominate women, and endanger one party. Once verified, all their properties will be confiscated. The prisoners will be punished according to the crime they committed. The lighter ones will be sent to work in the fields, and the worst ones will

All beheaded.

In just ten days, the panic among the people in the city had gradually subsided. The King of Han sent people to post notices, extending the reporting period for another ten days. All Khitans who had not reported to the government should report immediately.

A large number of Khitan people left Youzhou City with their families to open up wasteland in the farming land designated by the King of Han in the south of Youzhou. The first month had just come out, and the land was still frozen. Although they could not farm, they could find a good place to settle down as soon as possible.

.If you are lucky, you can still find a relatively intact house to live in in those empty villages.

Tens of thousands of craftsmen and young laborers spontaneously gathered at the Youzhou campus, and were assigned to repair the damage caused by the war on the city walls under the leadership of dedicated personnel. After the blueprints of the palace were designed, they would build the palace city.

The day after the notice was posted, a group of trembling people also came to the Yamen of Youzhou Prefecture. These people were all officials who had been officials in Youzhou, or they were Khitan nobles in the city. They still didn't dare to come.

, their names and their families are well known in Youzhou, and they know that they cannot escape. They may be treated leniently, but if they are exposed by those unruly people in their eyes, the crime will be serious.

Already.

They stood tremblingly under the hall, waiting for the King of Han to arrive, but from the first rise of the sun until three o'clock in the morning, they did not see the shadow of the King of Han.

In order not to make a fool of themselves when being received by the King of Han, everyone did not eat in the morning. By afternoon, they were all very hungry. But no matter how hungry or tired they were, they did not dare to sit down and rest casually.

You have to try your best to stand as straight as possible. The brave people curse the King of Han in his mind for his arrogance, but still have to pretend to be humble on the surface. The timid people simply force themselves to enter meditation like an old monk and don't think about anything.

By the time the sun turned westward in the afternoon and was about to set, these normally pampered gentlemen were already dizzy and shaky with hunger.

Someone had the courage to ask the Han soldiers standing at the entrance of the hall when the King of Han would come to see them. The Han soldiers politely told them that the King of Han should be busy with military affairs. You should wait a little longer. The King of Han will naturally come to see him after he is busy.

Come to see them.

Some people are so arrogant in their bones that they want to leave without saying a word. They are stopped by Han soldiers at the door. The soldiers don't say anything to dissuade them. They draw out their cold swords, and even the most arrogant people don't dare to take them.

Your life is at stake.

After sunset, perhaps the King of Han remembered that there was a group of dignitaries from Youzhou waiting for him. Although the King of Han did not take time to meet him, he at least sent someone to bring some food to the dignitaries who were almost fainting from hunger. Although it was not

It was not a delicacy, nor was it an exquisite snack. It was just a small bowl of white rice porridge for each person, but everyone drank so much that they wanted to lick the bowl a third time.

"any left?"

Someone asked tentatively.

The official in black who delivered the meal smiled and said: "Originally, according to my prince's wishes, one bowl for each of you is enough. But it seems that you all like the taste of this white jade porridge. If you haven't eaten enough,

You can have some more, but my prince is also doing it for your own good. Although this white jade porridge is sweet, it is not good for your health and bones. If you think about it yourself, if you still want to drink it, come and tell me yourself."

"I want to drink, I want to drink, one more bowl... three more bowls!"

The caller looked at the small bowl in his hand that could barely feed a cat, and thought to himself: How could one bowl be enough?

Soon, at their strong request, the Han soldiers carried a large pot of fragrant white rice porridge and placed it in the yard. The hungry people rushed over to scoop out the porridge themselves, and dozens of people robbed the pot of porridge.

Glossy.

At this time, an official wearing a black robe with a red flame embroidered on his chest slowly walked into the courtyard. This man was quite handsome, with a slim build, his face looked a little sickly white, but his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late."

An official in black introduced the dignitaries: "This is the commander of our Han Dynasty Oversight Council, Mr. Zhao."

Everyone hurriedly saluted.

Zhao laughed and said, "Everyone is welcome to participate in this auction."

"auction?"

"What auction?"

Zhao Da frowned and his face changed slightly: "What, do you want to cheat?"

The official in black who introduced him before stood up again and said seriously: "Didn't I tell you that white jade porridge is expensive to make and is a rare treasure of heaven and earth. Each bowl is worth one hundred thousand guan. The prince is generous and rewards you.

None of you have a bowl to eat. You have to pay for the rest of the food yourself."

He smiled: "Do you all remember how many bowls you have eaten?" (To be continued)


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