Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 1343
In the twinkling of an eye, it is already the twelfth lunar month, Baekje Road is mountainous, and the temperature in the twelfth lunar month is much colder than that in Shandong to the east.Especially in the twelfth lunar month, the strange weather began to repeat, three cold and four warm.It was cold for three days, then warm for four days, and it was like this back and forth throughout the twelfth lunar month.

The sunset is also earlier, the days are shorter and the nights are longer.

This morning.

There was still a thick layer of hoarfrost on the ground, and the ground was frozen hard. A group of people came on the north road and stopped in front of Li Village.

The lonely mountain village was suddenly awakened by the sound of dogs barking.

A few figures faintly flashed behind the village fence. They hid behind the fence and looked at the group of people vigilantly from a distance.

Zhao, the elder of the pavilion in Fengchuan Township, Gulong County, Dongming County, stood in front of the gate, and there were several Baekje people standing beside him, but these Baekje people all changed their hairstyles and skirts to Han people. But they are still very different from Lao Zhao.

Old Zhao was wearing a red military overcoat with a wool lapel, which was lined with wool and sheepskin outside, up to the calf, very warm.

Especially the crimson red, which is the same color as Qin Jun's military uniform, so that it adds a bit of momentum to the white.

Several Baekje people wore khaki cloth jackets.

As the head of the pavilion in his hometown, Lao Zhao was originally a government soldier who conquered Baekje. Later, because of his leg injury, he turned into a civilian job. Because he was also a standard bearer before, he became the head of the pavilion. But he is already a senior official.

"Is this Li Village?" Old Zhao asked.

A Baekje man in a black jacket immediately stepped forward, "This is Ri Village in Fengchuan Township. There are about 100 households in the village!"

Old Zhao turned his head and looked behind him. There were nine militiamen of Shanghan immigrant from the countryside, each carrying a red-tasseled gun and a horizontal knife, and behind them were four Baekje militiamen.

With the addition of a few officials, their group was exactly fifty.

"How many local tyrants are there in the village?"

"There are three big families in the village, namely the Fu family, the Gao family, and the Sha family. Among them, the Fu family is the richest, and [-]% of the land in the village belongs to his family, while the Gao family and the Sha family together account for the remaining [-]%."

The more than 100 Baekje households in the entire village are actually tenants or servants of these three big families.

"Let's go into the village!"

Old Zhao said.

Although the weather is warmer today, it is still very cold to stand outside in the early morning. My feet are already a little stiff, my hands are numb, and I don't feel anything on my face.

A deputy captain of Xiangting Baekje United Defense in a black dog fur jacket stepped forward immediately.

He shouted to the people behind the gate in Baekje dialect, saying that the Daqin Imperial Army from the county had arrived, and asked all the villagers to come out to greet them.

The person behind the gate hurried forward to open the gate.

A group of people entered the village with guns and knives, and the people in the village also went out one after another.

Soon they all gathered on the drying ground in front of the gate of the rich family. They carefully looked at Ting Zhang Zhang in red robes, and the fire of Qin people's soldiers behind him. As for the fire of Baekje militiamen, they Not very afraid, but a little envious.

The Fu family's parents were originally an official in Baekje. They used to be the governor of the [-]th rank.

The Fu family is a big family in this village, and the family has been the landlord here for generations.

"Fu Chang pays respects to the pavilion chief!"

Although Fu Chang had previously served as the governor of the [-]th rank, which can only be regarded as a low-level position among the [-]th ranks of Baekje's official ranks, he should be older than the current Xiangting, so although the old man said Goodbye, but he just stood there straight and said, without even crossing hands.

"I don't know if the pavilion chief is here, what can you do?"

When Lao Zhao was fighting, he was shot with an arrow in his knee. Although he saved his leg, he still limped when he walked, so he couldn't stay in the army.In this winter, the injured leg is getting more and more uncomfortable.

He was leaning on a crutch in his hand, but it was a special crutch, and there was a sword hidden in the crutch.

It can be used as a sword when it is pulled out, and it can be used as a staff if it is not pulled out. It is heavy and heavy in the hand.

"According to the order of the county, come here to check the situation again."

"If the pavilion chief has something to do, just send someone over to explain it. We will take care of it." The rich old man said, and with a wave of his hand, his son immediately presented a gift.

A small ingot of silver, about two or three taels, and a few bolts of cloth, etc.

"Be careful, it's not a respect, please accept it."

There is a word Li in the name of Li Village, because the Fu family has been here for many years. The rich family is still a family of poetry and rituals. Their family has studied Confucianism for generations, so they are naturally proficient in Chinese culture and Chinese.

Old Zhao smiled when he saw the things delivered to him.

Does this mean they are coming down to fight the autumn wind?

When the rich old man saw that Lao Zhao didn't answer words or things, he thought he was too small and disgusted in his heart. He continued to smile and gave his son a look, so his son returned to the house, came out after a while, and sent two jars Wine and two chickens.

Now Old Zhao was really upset.

"What does the rich family mean?"

"The pavilion chief has worked hard, please show some kindness."

The deputy captain of the Baekje militia in the black dog fur coat saw that the pavilion chief was really angry.

Immediately, he stepped forward, "Old Fu, it's so cold outside, why don't you ask the pavilion chief to come to the hall first, sit and warm up by the fire, drink tea, and then chat slowly?"

Old Zhao interrupted him and said, "It's not necessary, let someone get some firewood, just burn a few piles of fire here, bring a few tables, and let's come to work on site."

But the rich old man didn't invite Lao Zhao into his house, he just asked, "I don't know what business I'm going to do?"

"You'll know in a while!"

The owner of the Sha family in the village is a middle-aged man in his 40s. Seeing that the atmosphere is not good, he came up to smooth things over, "Why don't you go to my house for a meeting? No matter what business the pavilion leader has to do, just give orders, and we will fully cooperate!"

Old Zhao took out an official document from his pocket.

He said with a smile.

"This is an official document issued by Sun Gong, the chief minister of Baekje Province, asking local officials in all counties, counties and townships in the province to comprehensively check the household registration, land and other conditions under the rule, and asking local officials such as me to actively implement land reform work!"

"have a look!"

The rich old man was inexplicably panicked when he heard the words "land to reform".

"Heipi, what's the meaning of this?"

Heipi is the deputy captain of the village militia who is dressed in black dog fur. This man's name is Heipi. Like many ordinary Baekje people, he doesn't even have a last name.However, this guy was conscripted to be a civilian husband when the Great Qin conquered Baekje. Later, with his strength and hard work, he was incorporated into the local militia, and finally even became the deputy captain of the village militia.

But in the eyes of people like the rich old man, Hei Pi is just an unrecognizable dog's leg.

"Rich and old, the land reform is to equalize the land and grant land so that everyone has land to cultivate."

When the rich old man heard it, it was even worse.

"Mr. Zhao Ting, I have an errand to do, but I'm not in a hurry. Everyone is coming from the Xiangting. After walking for a long time, it must be cold and hungry. You should go to my room to warm up first. Third, please let me go Light a fire in the kitchen to make tea and cook. Fifth, hurry up and take someone to the pen to slaughter a sheep, and kill a few chickens. Sixth, go to the county immediately to buy some jars of good wine!"

Old Zhao chuckled and stretched out his hand to stop it.

"It's urgent to run an errand."

"Lao Liu, what are you doing in a daze, go to the county to buy wine and some pastries!"

Old Zhao stared, "Without my order, no one is allowed to step out of the village gate. Heipi!"

"To!"

Heipi responded loudly, and lit two firemen, each guarding a door.

In the village, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Just like the frosty wind this morning.

(End of this chapter)