Villager of Daming

Chapter 1152: Speak the law and follow the policy to deal with the outside world
The house is crooked, obviously tilted, but under normal circumstances it will not fall down immediately. There are no tiles on the house, and it is built with a mixture of yellow mud and grass.

The top of the house looks like thin beams, which are matched with straw mats. The straw mats are covered with mud and grass. This is the most common thing. If it rains and leaks, they can be repaired with mud the next day.

"Tear it down, quickly, eh! Hehehehehe..."

Zhu Wentian supported the demolition as soon as possible. He knew better than Wang Yiqian. Wang Yiqian had never been to the Northeast. He didn’t know that this kind of house in the Northeast would not last five or six years.

It will freeze in the winter, melt in the spring, wait for rain, or say the house suddenly collapses next summer.

Just like Huinantian in the south, water drips down the walls. If this is the case in an earthen house, it is guaranteed to damage the internal structure.

The house has a garden, where cucumbers, leeks, lettuce, chrysanthemum, eggplants, cowpeas are planted, and there are some grown-up green onions on the side.

Most people have this layout. Now there are no tomatoes, peppers and kidney beans, otherwise they would have to be added.

Cucumbers and cowpeas fought and climbed up.

A small stick was set up next to the eggplant and tied with a hemp rope to prevent the eggplant seedlings from falling over.

Amidst the continuous popping sounds, adults and children all knelt down. They all knew what this was, a life-saving grace!
No matter how small and thin the beams of the earthen house are, they are also the main beams with a frame. If they are smashed down like this, if there are people underneath...

Zhu Wentian ignored others to help the family. He wiped the sweat by himself. He was so scared. If he didn't get the people out, he stood outside and watched the house collapse. Does it mean that the princes of the Ming Dynasty were in danger wherever they went?

Zhu Wentian was dumbfounded. Is it so weak? I thought I could hold on until next summer.

People in Xiaqiu Village look at Hanhan, which means you’ve figured it out?

Zhu Wentian went over and hugged him: "Repair, come, start again, new, eh! Hehehehehe..."

Yes, you can write a big book and specifically publicize it. If the house is sold well, it will be perfect when the house is sold urgently! pretty!

Then the family was 'invited' to come out, and each one of them seemed very restrained. After knowing that it was the prince's team, they relaxed a little and watched others go in to move things and then move under the big umbrella outside, not daring to refuse.

'Hahahaha...' Everyone laughed, including the little girl's family.

It's raining now, so there's no need to open it.

"Our house has collapsed." A little girl was pulled up next to her. She looked like four or five years old. She was more practical. She didn't have a house.

Now it's better, we can promote it positively, God wanted to take away the family, but the prince's team came to save them.

The others were speechless, not knowing who to look at. Where was the master of Xiaqiu Village...? So strong? Say it in the mouth of the village guard?
'Bang~~' An old man knelt in the rain puddle: "Kneel down, kneel down quickly, kneel down!"

Wang Yiqian frowned. He just said, five or six years ago. Isn't this a slap in the face? Don't talk about martial ethics.

As they moved, less than twenty seconds after the last person came out, a part of the wall was dented, and the others immediately moved away, watching the house crash to the side.

"Our family has no money!" The little girl was very cooperative and put her arm around Zhu Wentian's neck, her little brows furrowed, as cute as she wanted.

A group of people were pointing outside. The people in the house opened the door a crack, looked outside, and then immediately retracted. There were no glass windows.

The position of the window is a wooden board, on the sunny side, there is no window in the shade. This sunny window is for opening to get some sunshine and ventilation.

Everyone:"……"

They understood that this house would be repaired by the princes. The princes agreed to let it go and move it when it rains heavily.

"It can't be repaired today, it's raining! Come on! You shouldn't have knelt down just now, your pants were all wet. Well... you'll get used to it anyway, let's go! Let me hug you!"

Zhu Xi said, let's do it tomorrow. He couldn't worry about how to repair the wheel. There were professionals in the team. He stretched out his hand to hug the little girl. "No! Men can't hold her. I want to get married when I grow up!" The little girl refused and shook her head vigorously.

Zhu Xi: "..."

Zhu Wentian: "..."

Zhu Xi was surprised because he was rejected like this. How dare someone do this?
Zhu Wentian is thinking that I am not a man? How could even my children notice my stupidity? Just met.

"Aren't you just being held by a man now?" Zhu Ru, the fifth child, reminded.

"Ah! Marry me! Marry me when I grow up." The little girl was actually shy, lowered her head, and looked at Zhu Wentian secretly.

"Hey! Okay! Hehehehehe..." Zhu Wentian was satisfied.

"Hehehehe..." The little girl also laughed: "This is how you should be married. You are stupid. This is good for women. Women keep their word at home."

Zhu Wentian: "..."

Will Dalang come to take medicine next? This house can no longer be repaired. Who will teach the children?
The team left here and went to the next place. Some people started to promote it and even brought some other things here. They did not clean up the house yet, but put it up and took pictures. They took many pictures, even the lightning in the sky.

This is to be used for publicity. I guess, no, it is guaranteed to become more and more popular, just like Liu Bang killed the white snake. It was just a snake that he caught and killed. No one caught him and said that he killed a nationally protected animal.

The same goes for this matter. To promote His Majesty the Ming Dynasty, you cannot promote a certain prince alone. That would be harmful to others.

But there is no problem in promoting Xiaqiu Village. Zhu Yuanzhang knows it, and the ministers also know that the experts in Xiaqiu Village are always there, so what does it mean to save one family? They save a large area at a time.

……

Click, click!
"If I marry you, can you feed me this every day?"

The little girl ate the popcorn sticks. Even though it was raining outside, the newly made popcorn sticks were still crispy.

She relied on Zhu Wentian and ate in Zhu Wentian's arms. Zhu Wentian was strong and felt safe.

"No, ah can, uh..." Zhu Wentian didn't know how to answer.

"I understand! You are stupid. Please listen to me from now on. I like you like this." The little girl expressed her understanding.

Zhu Wentian wanted to cry, and the people in Xiaqiu Village said: "..."

Ling'er had to laugh several times and held it back.

The mayor didn't want to delay his business with a child, so he said: "Take another look at all the houses here, demolish what needs to be demolished, and repair what needs to be repaired.

This time I came here for political purposes first, and I took advantage of today's events to send someone to see if the tribal leaders over there couldn't bear it any longer.

Coupled with their salt layout, once they win over the people here, the next time they will see if they can use it as a platform to wage war with other countries. "

When the leader said, the others became serious. This is a serious matter.

Imprisonment is a strategy. Da Ming himself knows it, and the imprisoned people also know it. It is just difficult to refuse. Even if it is on the surface, he is willing to do it if he finds that it is beneficial to him.

"The fight started. There was a fight over there. Because the people they agreed to summon never came, they started fighting on their own."

As soon as the chief finished speaking, someone came over to tell everyone about the situation. Conflict broke out among a group of tribal leaders.

(End of this chapter)