The road of the main god of cannon fodder female supporting role

Chapter 503 Alternative Salvation 25 [-] words

Gu Beifang was happy, so he sent someone to inform Wushuang that he had a large amount of land in his hands, which was in Linxian County in the south of Shanxi, which happened to be linked with the land in Wushuang's hands.

It's just that the amount of land is a bit large. Even if it is sold to Wushuang at a discount, it will cost at least 10 taels of silver. I asked Wushuang if he would like to buy it all.

Wushuang's biggest worry is that the land is not enough. Although she gave the government the credit for suppressing the bandits, the money in the bandit's den actually fell into her own hands. Taking out 10 taels is completely trivial.

Most of these lands are owned by the magistrate of Lin County, and he also sold them this time for the money for promotion.

Although Wushuang gave a great contribution to the magistrate of Lin County, if the court had not yet decayed, with this merit, the county magistrate would be promoted without doing anything.

But it doesn't work now, even if you have credit, you have to spend money to manage the superiors to ensure that the credit will not be suppressed or swallowed up, so that you can really get promoted.

The county magistrate of Lin County came from a small family and didn't have much money. In order to manage Shangguan, he had to sell all the land he had looted for money.

Rushing to please the Shangguan even if he sold the land, the county magistrate sold his land to the magistrate at a low price. Although Gu Beifang would get a discount, the discounted money was enough to pay for the Shangguan who promoted him.

In short, the Shangguan had to take care of it, and in order not to let Gu Beifang, the current immediate boss, make trouble, he also had to give benefits.

Now these lands are cheap for Wushuang, just because Wushuang is cheap to rent land here, so many refugees, even ordinary people, come to join Wushuang.

Many of them wrote letters with Wushuang's refugees and tenants, and asked their relatives and families from far away to join them.

Wushuang was also worried about what to do if the land was about to run out, so another large amount of land was purchased.

As soon as Wushuang got the land here, Gu Beifang sent a message to Wushuang that the emperor wanted to conscript corvee to build the palace.

On Wushuang's side, there are both tenants and refugees who have just settled down. With so many people added together, they can't escape the experience of corvee service.

In this matter, even Gu Beifang couldn't help Wushuang, because the imperial court issued a death order, and each county had a number of deaths for as many corvees as needed, and if the number was not enough, the officials would be punished.

Once a county magistrate took pity on the people under his rule, so he let some people go into the mountains to hide, and then told the superior that the number of people under his rule was really not enough, and he could not issue enough corvees.

The county magistrate thought that the higher-ups would have to conduct a field investigation to determine whether what he said was really considering whether to punish him.

Unexpectedly, the person in charge of this matter only reported the news, and the emperor was furious. He didn't even ask the county magistrate whether what he said was true or not, and he was exiled directly for three thousand miles.

From then on, all the officials knew that it was a matter of the emperor's enjoyment, and he couldn't be sloppy at all, otherwise he would not only lose his official position, but also be assigned.

In today's world, there are very few officials who really serve the country and the people. Who would be willing to let themselves be exiled for the sake of the people.

Gu Beifang told Wushuang in advance, not to help Wushuang exempt from corvee, but to inform Wushuang that if there are people who are useful, they can stay and let others go out of corvee.

Gu Beifang didn't dare to pay less corvee, but he helped change a few people. For example, if a family should have one, it is possible to force this family to send two, so that the other one can't do it.

Of course Wushuang is not so wicked, but she does have to prepare in advance, if she doesn't plan to rebel, she has to go to this corvee.

When Wu Shuang told the news to all the people, although the big guy was depressed, he didn't react with any particular excitement, but immediately discussed what to bring with him for this corvee service.

Obviously, the common people are used to being oppressed by the corvee that is collected from time to time.

Feng Laosan is such a person who is used to serving corvee. He only started this year, and he has been doing corvée for three consecutive years.

Because there are only three sons in his family, his eldest brother and second brother are not in good health, and he is the only healthy child. If he does not go, his two older brothers will go.

He is in good health. Although he was tired from going to the corvee, he recovered after coming back to rest. If his two elder brothers went, they would definitely not be able to come back.

It was the same this time, when he heard that Wu Shuang, the head of the family, announced that he was going to serve corvee, he habitually began to pack his luggage for the corvee.

When Feng Laosan was packing up, his parents and his two elder brothers silently helped to clean up together.

Feng Laosan saw that the family members were not in a good condition, so he could only take the initiative to comfort him: "Father, mother, eldest brother and second brother, don't worry so much.

We met the head of the family, and life is easy, not only can we eat enough but also eat meat, and we can also practice martial arts. I am in a strong body now. Although the corvee is tiring, it can't drag my body. "

Feng Laosan's old lady couldn't help wiping her eyes, and said, "Even if you can bear the tiredness, but it's so cold today, you don't have a fire wall to keep you warm when you go out to serve in corvée.

Serving corvee this winter, how can you let us feel at ease if you didn’t freeze to death that time, and if something happens to you, how can you let me live. "

Feng Laosan's old lady couldn't help crying as she talked, which made the remaining big men in the family couldn't help but turn their eyes red.

Feng Laosan hurriedly patted his luggage and said: "I won't freeze to death, mother, look, the boss gave us so much cloth and cotton, my cotton clothes this year are thick.

And this quilt, this thick cotton, is a new quilt, I am wearing clothes, covered with this thick quilt, even if I live in the snow, I will not freeze to death, mother, don’t worry. "

Looking at the thick padded jacket on Feng Laosan's body and the thick quilt that was going to be packed away, his old mother finally felt relieved.

Put your hands together and said gratefully: "Thanks to the living Bodhisattva, the head of the family, if it weren't for her, your corvee service this time would definitely be dangerous."

When Wushuang was mentioned, everyone in Feng Laosan's family relaxed a lot, and they were full of gratitude.

Feng Laosan's father said directly: "If there is no head of the family, our family would have starved to death, and there is no chance to worry about serving corvee."

Because the head of the family was mentioned, and because Feng Laosan was strong and carried a lot of warm things, the family finally didn't worry too much.

Instead, Feng Laosan came back and told his family members: "Father, mother, eldest brother and second brother, after I leave, don't be lazy and go to exercise.

Especially the eldest brother and the second brother, the two of you are not in good health. The eldest master said that it is good for your health if you insist on exercising martial arts every day.

Don't always feel ashamed to exercise with the elderly and children, so just be lazy. Eat well at home and exercise well, don't worry me. "

The whole family told each other, everyone was chattering, and there were endless things to say.

While the whole family was chattering and exhorting each other, suddenly there was the sound of a gong beating outside, which was to inform everyone to gather in the square.

Feng Laosan knew that this was a rule set by the head of the family. Whenever there was something that needed to be notified to everyone, people would have people beat gongs along the village, and those who heard the sound would go to the large square where the grain was dried to gather.

Feng Laosan's family hurriedly went out to gather. When they arrived at the big square, they found that there were many tables on the square, and there were many large packages on the tables.

Everyone spontaneously stood up in the square, and soon, the white steward came out. This white steward was specially arranged by the head to manage them.

Everyone can go to him for big and small matters, and the white steward will help to deal with it. It is different from the stewards Feng Laosan has seen before, and he treats them very well.

So when the white steward came out, not only did everyone not avoid the fear of seeing the master steward in the past, but they all greeted each other with a very friendly attitude.

The white manager smiled and nodded at them, and then stood on the high platform in the square to ensure that everyone could see him.

Everyone knew at a glance that Manager Bai had something to say, and the crowd who had been arguing spontaneously quieted down, waiting to hear what Manager Bai had to say.

Feng Laosan was relatively close to the high platform, so he could hear every word that Manager Bai said clearly.

The Bai Guanshi, that is, Bai Junying stood on the high platform and said as loudly as possible: "Everyone, the boss knows that you are going to serve corvee.

The days of corvée were hard, I couldn’t eat well, I couldn’t sleep well, and I was tired from work, especially when I was on the road. Many people fell down on the road.

So Dadangjia prepared a lot of fried noodles for you. Inside the fried noodles, Dadangjia put dried minced vegetables and chopped jerky.

When you are on your way, as long as you have hot water, you can make a bowl of fried noodles to eat, which can ensure the nutrition your body needs.

All the corvee workers lined up and came one by one to receive a package, which contained fried noodles that had already been packaged. "

After Bai Junying finished speaking, he jumped off the high platform and stood by the table full of packages, waiting to distribute fried noodles to others.

The common people don't understand what Bai Junying said about nutrition, but fried noodles are fried with white noodles, and jerky is a good thing, and it must be good for the body.

The common people were moved again, they expressed their thanks one after another, and some people were wiping away their tears.

Soon someone came over to maintain order and asked all the people who were going to serve corvee to line up to receive the parcels. Feng Laosan was the first one in line because he was close.

He excitedly took a package from Bai Junying, his eyes were red with emotion, and he kept thanking him: "Thank you, Master, thank you, Manager Bai, thank you!"

A word of thanks comes from the bottom of my heart, Feng Laosan really didn't expect that the head of their family would even help them think of what to eat on the way to serve, and prepare it.

When Feng Laosan returned with the package, his old mother said with tears in her eyes: "There are things prepared by the master for you along the way, so you don't have to go hungry."

This is really very important, because the officers and soldiers who supervise the people in the corvee will not give everyone enough to eat. They only give them two fist-sized coarse grain steamed buns a day.

The food is so bad, and they will keep urging everyone to hurry, because there is a time limit for traveling in corvee service. If you can't arrive on time, all the officials who are responsible for sending the people to serve will be punished.

For fear of being punished, these officials will desperately urge the people to hurry. Naturally, this urging will not be a gentle verbal urging.

The urging of the officials is to whip them violently with whips, and beat them when they fall behind. Often when they arrive at the service site, the people are covered with whip marks, all of them were whipped by the officials.

The imperial court was not in a hurry to do anything else, only to enlist corvee, and the speed was very fast. Feng Laosan got the news of corvée, and officials came to order people the next day.

When the officer was almost on the mend, Feng Laosan saw sharply that Steward Bai gave the official who led the way a purse and took the purse. The attitude of the officer who had a stinky face immediately changed for the better.

Feng Laosan knew the official. Last year he served in corvée, and the other party was in charge of escorting him. He had a bad temper and a gloomy face. If he walked a little slower, he would be whipped. Feng Laosan took a lot of whips from the other party.

Seeing this official servant now, Feng Laosan's back hurt reflexively, as if he had already been whipped by the other party.

Feng Laosan kept avoiding the other party on the way. What he didn't expect was that this time not only the other party didn't beat anyone with a whip, but none of the other party's officials beat anyone.

However, the speed of the journey was still very fast. Although the officials did not beat anyone, they rode on horses and shouted back and forth to urge the serving people to speed up their journey.

Fortunately, Feng Laosan practiced martial arts every day during this period. The hard work of traveling was incomparable to the usual training, and he didn't feel too tired.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Feng Laosan wondered whether these officials would let them rest, and smelled a strong smell of meat coming from the front.

Feng Laosan was used to eating big pot dishes, so he knew it was the smell of bone soup when he smelled it.

In winter, the head of the family makes people boil a lot of bone soup every day, let them take the meat and bones home to cook with vegetables, or eat with steamed buns.

Sure enough, after walking not far, I found six large iron pots beside a spacious road in front, which contained bone soup with rich meat flavor.

There were many carriages parked in the distance, and several large sheds. There were tables under the sheds, and there were two roast chickens and some meat stews on the tables.

Steward Bai was standing by the side of the road, and when he saw them, he immediately approached enthusiastically, and said to the leading official: "My lord and all the officials have worked hard.

I have prepared some good meat dishes here, please go to the table to rest your lord and all the officials and have a meal by the way. "

The official guard looked at the big pot of bone soup, and knew that Bai Junying's main purpose was to let the common people who were on their way to serve in corvee have something warm to eat and rest their feet.

But I got the money and the good meat and food to take care of, and I didn't object to the other party taking care of my own people. I just sighed: "Your master is really kind."

Bai Guanshi smiled and said: "Hey, my master used to come from a poor background, if he hadn't met a noble person, he wouldn't be where he is today.

The master knows how hard these people are living, so he will help if he can. The adults are kind-hearted and willing to turn a blind eye. "

While talking, the white steward led the officials to eat. Some officials were responsible for distributing food, and they were a little anxious when they saw the delicious food.

Manager Bai immediately led someone forward, and said, "Several officials, let's go to eat quickly. I'll let someone help distribute it here."

The official servant who distributed the steamed buns was already in a hurry to eat, so he immediately said, "Alright, when you distribute them, remember to make one for each person, don't give too much."

After finishing speaking, he hurried to eat. The white steward led people to distribute steamed buns to the people in corvee service, and by the way called people to go to the cauldron to get bone soup.

There is also minced meat and some vegetables that can be bought in nearby towns in this bone soup, which is also filling.

Feng Laosan took out the big pot that came with him, took out a pack of fried noodles and poured it in, and then washed the fried noodles with bone soup, and a large pot of fragrant bone soup fried batter appeared.

With this big pot of fried batter as the base, even the thick noodle steamed buns sent by officials are not so unpalatable. One steamed bun has a big pot of batter, and you are full.

Everyone else, like Feng Laosan, used bone soup to make fried noodles, and for a while, the rich aroma of fried noodles and bone soup was everywhere.

There are not only tenants from Wushuang's side in the team, but also people from other places, who are enviously watching the people here eating bone soup and fried noodles.

Bai Junying asked people to make a lot of bone soup, but he was afraid that it would not be enough. There was still a lot left, and he couldn't bear to watch the people around him swallow their saliva.

These people looked very miserable. The people who led the bone soup on Bai Junying's side were wearing warm thick cotton clothes, because they were newly made, and they didn't even have patches.

These people were wearing tattered old cotton-padded clothes that were not warm, and even the quilts on their backs were very thin and folded into small pieces, and they could only eat coarse-grain steamed buns distributed by officials.

A year ago, Bai Junying also lived such a life, so he couldn't bear to see it, and greeted the people: "There is still a lot of bone soup here, you can also serve some."

The people watching from afar looked at Bai Junying in disbelief, hesitating and not daring to step forward.

Seeing this, Bai Junying called them again.
These people walked forward hesitantly, swallowed while looking at the bone soup, and said in disbelief, "My lord, are you really giving us these meats?"

Bai Junying looked sad, and said: "Really, it's just that there is not enough left for you to share too much. Let's each serve a spoonful."

It’s also good to have a spoonful. The spoon is so big that a spoonful is enough for a small bowl. It’s enough for them to eat half full with steamed buns.

These common people lined up spontaneously, one by one holding their own bowls and waiting for someone to serve the bone soup, and kept saying thanks: "Thank you, you are a living Bodhisattva, thank you."

While helping to make bone soup, Bai Junying said: "I am not a Bodhisattva, the Living Bodhisattva is my master.

It was my master who took pity on the tenants under his service and specially ordered me to take people along the way to manage them so that they could eat better. "

A commoner was holding a bowl of bone soup, and looked enviously at Feng Laosan and the others who were wearing warm padded jackets and eating a large bowl of fragrant fried batter.

"You are so lucky to meet a master who is like a living Bodhisattva."

They held the bone soup in their hands and drank it cherishedly. The hot broth with a meaty taste fell into their stomachs, and their frozen limbs and bones were relieved.

Some people couldn't help but shed tears as they drank and drank. Their lives were too bitter and they hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Some people came over and asked Feng Laosan and the others who their main family was and how it was so good.

Then these common people were shown by Feng Laosan and others. According to Feng Laosan and others, Wushuang has been deified as a female Bodhisattva who saves suffering.

Hearing that the hearts of these common people are sour, they are yearning and a little jealous.

Why when they rented the land, what they met was the owner who was unwilling to strip them of their skins. There is such a good owner who takes care of them like family members.

Many people even yearn for it. If only they could go to such a master's family, they would be willing to pay [-]% of the land rent if they don't ask for it.

Bai Junying's bowl of bone soup made the hearts of these common people want to move.

Everyone ate meat at noon, and when they were on their way in the afternoon, they were very energetic. They didn't use official messengers to urge them, and the speed was quite fast.

In the evening, Bai Junying set up the inn early again, let everyone stay in, and cooked more bone soup by the way. This time, everyone, including the people in other places, ate a small pot full of bone soup.

In this way, Bai Junying managed all the way. Not only did the people who served this time not suffer during the journey, but those people who were weak in health were strengthened by the bone soup.

And those officials have changed even more, each of them has gained a lot of weight, and they all eat meat.

When they parted, Bai Junying gave the officials another sum of money, and the officials left contentedly.

The process of serving the corvee is hard work, and all the work is heavy physical work. Bai Junying came out to take orders this time to take good care of these serving people.

So he simply bribed the officials who guarded everyone's work, made broth and sent it in every day, except for his own family's food, if there was any surplus, he would distribute it to the people from other places.

Although it cannot help everyone in every aspect, it is still possible to make more broth every day so that other people can drink a bowl of bone soup every few days.

After a service was over, Feng Laosan and the others had nothing to do. Although they worked hard, they ate well and slept warmly. Until the end of the corvée, everyone carried it over. Unlike previous years, some people would die under the burden in the labor.

After the corvee was over, the common people disbanded on the spot and went back to their hometowns on their own. Bai Junying had already arranged a convoy so that all the people who came out to serve would go back by car.

The other common people who came to participate in the corvee looked at the mighty convoy, feeling inexplicable in their hearts.

But a kind of heart that went to Jinnan County and became a host to care about the tenants was about to move, and he couldn't suppress it no matter how hard he tried.

Wushuang, who was far away in the south of Jinan, didn't know that she was about to welcome a large wave of refugees, and she was looking at the ground worrying.

There are too many people leaving in corvée, and it is almost time for spring plowing. It is really difficult for the remaining people to plant all the land.

Wushuang looked at the vast expanse of land, and felt so sad that his teeth ached. Even if the corvee workers returned in time, there were still not enough manpower.

Wushuang squatted on the ground and sighed, "People, people, I need people, but there are still too few tenants who come to rent land, and there are not enough.

You said that so many ordinary people are almost out of food after being bullied, why no one wants to move and change places? "

Gu Yanzhi and Wushuang squatted on the ground in the same posture, and said, "This is normal, the common people are the most tolerant.

Even if you are forced to have enough food and clothing, you can bear it as long as you don’t starve to death, and it’s hard to leave your homeland. It’s not that you can’t survive a disaster, and you don’t want to leave your hometown easily. "

Wushuang changed his posture and put his hands on his face: "How about you think of a way to attract people who don't have land elsewhere and rent my land?"

Gu Yanzhi immediately looked at Wushuang vigilantly and said, "Don't mess around, the landless people here are all tenants of other big families.

They can treat these tenants as private property that they can exploit at will. If you dare to attract the attention of these tenants from big families, you will be called poking a hornet's nest.

At that time, there will be more than one family to deal with you. We are still in the development stage, and no one can afford to offend anyone. "

But Wushuang had a different idea: "Think of a way to let the tenants of these big families escape by themselves.

The tenants are not slaves who sell themselves, and even if they run away, these aristocratic families are not qualified to arrest them as fugitive slaves. "

(End of this chapter)