Crossing straight to the blue sky

Chapter 422
In less than half a month, all the people in Qishan knew that from now on, the county government will collect [-]% of the tax, as well as the construction of the city wall and the contribution value of the county.

Eighty percent of the people are immersed in the joy of the county government exempting other taxes and only collecting [-]% of the tax. They don't care or care about the construction of the city wall in the county, and they don't care.

There are also [-]% of the people who keep the contribution value in their hearts. After the family gathered together to think carefully, they asked the village chief what he meant, and the family took out a man to work in the county.

Outside Qishan, thousands of bony refugees gathered from all directions and staggered towards Qishan.

Since the day the announcement was posted, the people in the county are waiting for the yamen to recruit workers. Every day, some people go to the notice board to look at it, waiting left and right. Before they can come to the yamen to recruit workers, the impatient people are in a hurry and run away. Bo's house, the owner of the horse.

"Uncle Ma, when will the yamen recruit workers?"

"There has been no movement for so long, does the Yamen stop building houses and city walls?"

"Uncle Ma, do you know what the yamen means? If you don't recruit, we won't wait."

"That's right, there are many things in the soil, it's not a problem to just do this and wait!"

"That's right! Yamen is telling the truth!"

The owner of the horse glanced at the room, the people who were chattering, knocked on the table with the pipe in his hand.

"What's the rush? The yamen has issued a notice, definitely recruiting workers. Look at what each of you looks like. I just remember your selfishness and only want to make money. Who is the county magistrate building the city wall for? Not for the people of our county ! Look at you, look at you..."

The owner of the horse hates iron for being weak, "There is no movement in the yamen now, I have my own considerations in the yamen, I will go back and wait for the news, if I can't wait, what do I want to do."

Everyone looked at the sullen horse owner Bo, and they didn't dare to yell any more, and left the horse owner Bo's house.

"What about adults?"

I didn't see the county magistrate visiting the court for two days, and I didn't see anyone else in the county yamen. Du Chun'an called the yamen servants outside to inquire.

"My lord seems to have followed the old grandson out."

"What is he and the old grandson going to do?"

"do not know!"

Du Chun'an thought about it for a while, but he didn't come up with anything, so he ignored it and continued to work on the matter at hand.

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Qingyun is busy, very busy, very busy!

After the notice was posted, she let go of it and took a few policemen and followed Old Suntou to the mountains to look for stones.

Don't get me wrong, it's not the building stones, but the hero stones.

A group of seven or eight of them followed Lao Suntou around the mountains for four or five days, and Qingyun took a fancy to a large bluestone that was three feet high and two meters wide.

"Master Sun, I want this stone."

"My lord, what do you want such a big stone for?"

The county magistrate wanted to follow, but Old Sun thought that the county magistrate could not trust them, so he had to pick them himself.It can be seen from the expression of the county magistrate, it doesn't look like he is here to pick rocks from a rockery.

The old grandson turned around the stone. It was a good stone, with the same color as a whole, no other variegated colors, and the surface of the stone was smooth. It was a rare stone.

"A lot of people were sacrificed in this bandit suppression. This stone will record their names, and they will live with Qi Shan forever." Qing Yun said without hiding anything, squinting his eyes.

The old grandson froze for a moment, then looked at the magistrate with admiration.

It took a whole day to dig out the stone work. Qingyun and his group took the stone back, while Lao Suntou and the others stayed in the mountain and continued to pick stones.

The people in the county town saw the county magistrate coming back with a stone, and ran to watch the fun. There was a young man who was jumpy, looked at the stone on the cart, and then at the magistrate pushing the cart, and went up to help.

"My lord, why did you bring such a big stone back?"

Qingyun smiled, and answered any questions, and by the way, gave himself a wave of goodwill.

"The last time the yamen's arresting yamen took people to suppress the bandits and sacrificed many brothers. They died for the people of Qishan. I made such a great contribution. As the parent official of Qishan, I couldn't let them Resurrecting from the dead does not allow them to die in vain.

I just want to set up a hero monument and engrave their names on it, so that the people of Qishan will not forget the people who died for the peace of Qishan.Let their heroic spirits have comfort! "

Surrounded by the people watching the excitement, they were stunned for a while, and then they all silently came over to help push the carts.

Those who were anxiously waiting to recruit workers saw that the magistrate was very talkative, and they wanted to ask about recruitment, but after hearing what the magistrate said, they all died of shame.

When Qingyun and the others arrived at the door of their house, the fact that she wanted to erect a monument to the heroes who died in the suppression of the bandits, swept across the county like a tornado, breaking their three views on court officials.

"The magistrate of the county is benevolent!"

"The magistrate of the county cares about the common people!"

"It's the blessing of Qishan!"

The elders of every household expressed such emotion and told the children and grandchildren of the family not to forget the great kindness of the county magistrate, to be loyal and follow the county magistrate wholeheartedly, and whoever said that the county magistrate was not good in the future would kill him.

When Du Chun'an heard the yamen servant talk about the reaction of the people outside, he was silent for a while, and let the county magistrate go about it, as long as the result is good.

For the monument of heroes, Qingyun does not give others away. In order to show her sincerity, the most important thing is to let the people see her sincerity. She has to carve it herself.

Qingyun didn't know how to carve, and Lao Suntou recommended him a person who carves tombstones.

Hearing the bad luck, Qingyun didn't dislike it. The tombstone is no different from the hero's monument, they are all stones.

The old man knew that the county magistrate came to learn this for the purpose of engraving a stele of heroes. He was so excited.

Qingyun learned from the old man for a long time, mastered the essentials, and after a day of practice, he mastered the touch before starting to work.

Under the big sun at noon, wearing a straw hat, holding tools, squatting on the stone, chiseling "clank".

The people in the county town all looked at the rarity, holding their rice bowls, and they were not afraid of the sun. They glanced at the registration book on the stone, and then at the county magistrate, with complicated eyes.

Those who died not only became famous, but also honored their ancestors and ancestors, and they can also bless future generations.

Look, the county magistrate personally engraved their names on the hero monument. I heard that this hero monument will be erected in the center of the county. Anyone who comes to Qishan in the future can see the hero monument.

The people in the county are envious and jealous!

I knew that there was such a good thing to suppress the bandits, and I would follow whatever I said at the beginning.

I heard that in this bandit suppression, in addition to the county government officials, people from Miaojiazhai and other villages in Qishan also went.

Tsk tsk, those villagers are not afraid at all, they just followed the county magistrate. The dead ones are not only engraved on the stele of heroes, the county government also has subsidies, and those who come back alive are also given silver collars.

(End of this chapter)