big song poppi

Chapter 81 0079 [My Song Dynasty is rich and the people are strong...]

The sunset is westward.

Han Zhen put down his brush, got up and said, "It's full, everyone go back. If there is a recruitment next time, I will ask the chief to notify you."

This afternoon, more than 300 people were recruited.

When the rest of the villagers heard that the recruitment was full, they immediately showed disappointment, and walked out of the house listlessly, regretting why they didn't come earlier.

"call!"

Zhu Zhengze and the others breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed their sore wrists.

Han Zhen's act of handing out money in public today has had an effect after all.

In just one day, 63 young adults registered to join the army.

In addition, there is an endless stream of villagers who come to recruit workers.

The main reason is that the timing of recruitment is wonderful.

After the summer harvest, it is just in time for the slack season. In the past, the villagers would start some side jobs at this time.

Craftsmen such as Carpenter Chen will make some furniture and sell it in the county.

If you go to the blacksmith shop to work hard like a blacksmith apprentice, you can also earn some hard money.

Those without skills can only go to the mountains to find some wild vegetables and fruits to satisfy their hunger, so as to save a little food for winter.

Now that there is a job, not only the wages are paid, but also the food is taken care of. How can the villagers miss such a good thing.

There were too many villagers to be called, and Zhu Zhengze couldn't do it alone, so Han Zhen called the four literate people he brought from the cottage to help.

……

Seeing the sun go down, Shen's cook asked: "Ah Lang, can I have dinner?"

"Ah."

Han Zhen nodded and ordered: "Fang Sansan, go to the front yard and call Blacksmith Yuan and the others to have dinner."

"it is good."

Fang Sansan responded, and skipped to the front yard.

Nie Dong seems rough, but in fact he has a delicate mind. He knows that there are female relatives living in the backyard of the house, and it is inconvenient for them to live in the house with a group of deserters.

So after lunch at noon, he took the initiative to lead the deserters to live in the cottage, leaving only Wei Da, who was seriously injured, to recuperate here.

After Yuan Tiejiang and Wei Da arrived, everyone sat around the dining table to eat.

I ate very light tonight, gruel with homemade pickles.

There is no way, the weather is too hot, even though the sun has set at this moment, people are still too hot to breathe.

In this weather, everyone has no appetite.

Zhu Zhengze didn't know how much herbal tea he drank all afternoon, and now he felt his stomach was full of water. When he shook it a little, he could even vaguely hear the sound of water in his belly, like a camel that was full of water.

After only eating half a bowl of porridge, he put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Lifting up his sleeves and wiping the sweat off his face, looking at the sky outside the courtyard, he said, "I'm afraid this year will not be peaceful."

Fire flows in July, and clothes are granted in September.

July is the time when the weather is getting cooler, but now that it is the middle of the month, it is getting hotter and hotter.

This kind of abnormal weather in previous years was either a severe drought or a severe flood.

Under natural disasters, man-made disasters are bound to follow.

Whenever there is a catastrophe, there must be an uprising, which was an iron law in ancient times.

The reason is very simple. Taking the surrounding villages of Linzi County as an example, due to the heavy miscellaneous taxes, farmers will basically not have any surplus of wheat harvested in summer, and all of them have to be used to pay taxes.

Only the corn harvested in late autumn, after paying [-]% ​​of the land tax, is their ration for the whole winter and the coming year.

Once there is a severe drought or flood, the harvest of corn will plummet, and even no grains will be harvested.

Without the rations for the winter and the coming year, I will be incited by someone with a heart.

I can't live anymore, fuck it.

The hatchet is connected to a long wooden pole, first kills the landlord, opens a warehouse to release grain, and then engulfs other villages and attacks the county...

This is the whole process of the peasant uprising.

What if no one instigates it?

Don't worry, there will definitely be.

The dynasties placed next to it may not be necessarily, but there will definitely be the Northern Song Dynasty.

Just because murder and arson are recruited!
……

Wei Da on the side echoed, "Xiao Lang... Village Chief, what Mr. Zhu said is right, we need to make preparations early, just in case."

"I have it in my mind."

Han Zhen nodded solemnly.

It is foreseeable that in the second half of the year there will be frequent uprisings throughout the north, and it is unknown how many people will die.

For him, it is a huge test, but also an opportunity.

If you can grasp it, you can expand rapidly.

Again, the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!
"Here comes the chicken soup!"

Chef Shen yelled, and walked quickly into the hall with a big pot of chicken soup.

Looking at the thick layer of fat floating on the chicken soup, Han Zhen really didn't have any appetite, so he greeted: "Wei Da, you are hurt, drink more chicken soup to mend it, Yuan Tiejiang, please don't be polite."

"Thank you, village chief."

Wei Da and Yuan Tiejiang thanked each other gratefully.

In such weather, eating has become a suffering thing.

After a meal, everyone was sweating profusely.

After simply taking a cold shower, the group gathered in the yard to cool off.

Han Zhen now understands why Shi Bao has taken a fancy to Zhang Yi, because there are too few entertainment activities at the moment.

It is extremely lucky to have a storyteller to relieve boredom.

Either drink or gamble, but Han Zhen doesn't like both of them very much.

You can't play with women as soon as it gets dark, right?

Every day like this, will get tired.

For a moment, Han Zhen missed his previous life.

If it was in the previous life, he should be blowing on the air conditioner right now, enjoying the watermelon after dinner, while watching his old cousin pulling bananas in Africa.

……

……

The Tokyo city under the night is the most prosperous and shining star in the whole world.

Carving cars compete in Tianjie, BMW competes in Yulu, new voices laugh in Liumohuaqu, tune the strings in tea houses and wine shops.

There are 72 restaurants with bright lights.Jin Cui is dazzling, and Luo Qi is fragrant.

Smiling softly, the sound of reciting poems and composing Fu faintly floated out from the window.

There are 24 tile houses, all seats are full, and the hall is full of splendor.

The real thing is: the eight wastelands strive to gather together, and all nations are connected.Collect the rare things from all over the world, and all belong to the market.The peculiar smell of Huihuan District is found in the kitchen.The road is full of flowers, so there is no limit to spring outing.The flute and drum are noisy, and several night banquets are held.

Although they lost two battles in the north last year, the entire Tokyo city has not been affected in the slightest.

Just because the century-old enemy, the Liao Kingdom, was destroyed.

The official family redeemed the land of Yanyun Six States from the golden man.

Although there are only six states, it is a grand event that has never been seen in the Northern Song Dynasty for more than a hundred years.

Song Taizong didn't do it, Song Zhenzong didn't do it, but Song Huizong did it.

For a time, the officials sang songs and the people rejoiced.

The huge city of Tokyo is filled with a sea of ​​celebration.

The fire cooks the oil, and the flowers bloom.

Song Huizong was naturally very happy, but right now, he was not happy anymore.

Inside the Zizheng Hall.

Song Huizong sat on it, with a face full of disbelief and said: "The imperial court can't even get a million guan?"

Wanyan Aguda was very trustworthy. Although he disdained the strength of the Song army, he still rented the looted land of the six states to Song Huizong.

The rent is 100 million yuan per year!

The Jinren withdrew from the land of the six states as promised, and now they have sent Yang Pu to collect debts.

It wasn't until this time that Song Huizong discovered that the treasury couldn't even raise a million coins.

Wang Fu and Li Bangyan at the bottom looked at each other, and then said with a wry smile: "Officials, the national treasury is already tight. Last year, there were two expeditions to the north to completely deplete the national treasury."

"..."

Song Huizong was silent for a moment.

Seeing this, Li Bangyan on the side hurriedly said: "Don't worry about the officials. Our Song Dynasty is rich and the people are strong, and all countries are connected. Just add some taxes, not only a million guan, but even ten million."

(End of this chapter)