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The day after the work team arrived in Ningguo County.

Song Ren tried his best to get acquainted with a Qingtian commissioner.

When he was about to leave his post, Song Ren invited him: "Brother Zhuang finally came to our Ningguo. Why don't we go have dinner together and let me show my friendship as a landlord?"

Zhuang Liang smiled and said, "I appreciate Deputy Song's kindness, but the work team has discipline and must eat with the same group."

"After the land clearing work is completed, it will not be too late for Deputy Song to invite me to dinner when we return to Ningguo County in the future."

Song Ren was speechless. He didn't expect the work team to have such strict discipline.

However, something moved in his mind and he said with a smile: "Eating is not allowed, so how about drinking tea after dinner at the head office? There are several teahouses with good reputations in Ningguo County."

Zhuang Liang shook his head, "I'm afraid this won't work either, discipline won't allow it."

After hearing this, Song Ren had no choice but to find other opportunities to have in-depth contact with Zhuang Liang.

What Song Ren didn't expect was that after dinner that day, Zhuang Liang found the leader of their Qingtian working group and reported that Song Ren wanted to invite him to dinner and tea.

Team leader Wang Zhou sneered after hearing this, "When we arrived at the Land Management Office yesterday afternoon, the instructor and I felt that there was something wrong with Song Ren. Now it seems that it is indeed good."

Zhuang Liang said, "Then should we report it to the inspection team and ask them to send someone to check Song Ren?"

Wang Zhou: "It should be reported to the inspection team, but whether to investigate or not is up to them - their task this time is quite heavy, and they don't have many manpower. They may not be interested in officials like Song Ren at the beginning."

Zhuang Liang said again, "What should I do if Song Ren finds other reasons to approach me tomorrow and try to trick me?"

Wang Zhou said: "Just ignore him. As the field clearance commissioner, you only need to be responsible for clearing the land. There will be an inspection team responsible for the bugs among local officials."

"understood."

The third day the work team settled in Ningguo County.

The Qingtian working group and the census working group left the city to go to the countryside.

As deputy director of the Land Management Department, Song Ren was assigned the task of leading Wang Zhou's working group to the countryside.

He knew that this time he went to the countryside to clear his father's land, so he talked to him with a smile before leaving.

"Team Leader Wang, it's not easy to clear land in the countryside. Why don't you let us do it? We were doing this during the Ming Dynasty, and we are very familiar with it."

Wang Zhou patted the box he was carrying and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, we also specialize in this."

"what?"

Song Ren's expression suddenly changed, and his smile became unnatural.

Although he felt bad when he learned that the work team was going to the countryside today, he did not expect that the people in the work team would actually clear their land by themselves.

At this time, Zhuang Liang patted Song Ren on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Deputy Song, we have studied hard in Nanjing for three years in order to achieve Damei's centenary plan."

"It is said that raising an army takes a thousand days and deploying it only takes a while. Now that I have come to Ningguo, three years of hard work will finally come into use. How can I let Deputy Song and others do it for me?"

Song Ren was completely dumbfounded.

He never expected that the imperial court had been planning for at least three years to clear his father's land!
He said that people watching the work team had always felt something was wrong.

Now it seems that these people are more like soldiers than officials!
Strictly disciplined, precise in doing things, and almost uninfluenced by the outside world.

But if these people are really allowed to clear their fields, the number of acres of hidden farmland owned by the Jia family and other big landowners who have entrusted them will be exposed!
And in order to help Jia's and other big players, they tampered with files such as the Fish Scale Atlas.

Once the work team finds out, not only Jia and other big households will suffer, but they will also be found out!

Thinking of this, Song Ren quickly advised: "Team Leader Wang and Brother Zhuang, going to Qingtian in the countryside is no joke. There are many snakes and insects in the paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River, and the villagers are also ignorant."

"You are all from Nanjing. No matter if you are bitten by snakes or insects, or if you are attacked by ignorant villagers, it is not cost-effective!"

Wang Zhou stopped, with a cold look on his face, "Vice Vice President Song, are you threatening us?"

"I don't dare, Song has absolutely no such intention."

"That's good." After Wang Zhou finished speaking, he left directly.

Zhuang Liang said, "Deputy Song, don't worry, we are accompanied by security forces and have received military training ourselves."

"As for the snakes and insects in the paddy fields, when we were studying in Nanjing, we didn't just talk about it on paper. We went to the fields from time to time to practice. We are not afraid." After that, he left with a smile.

Song Ren was completely stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself: It's over, there's no more moves.

After coming back to his senses, Song Ren considered that the matter involved his own safety, so he sneaked out and sent someone to send a letter to the Jia family explaining the situation.

I just hope that the Jia family can respond flexibly and let them get through this crisis...
When Wang Zhou's field clearing team arrived outside the city, they first measured the nearby fields. It was not the land owned by the landlords that the Jia family and others had entrusted to Lin and Song.

However, this allowed Song Ren and other Ningguo Land Management Office officials to truly see the methods of the Qingtian Working Group.

The working group was commanded by Wang Zhou, and the other three people measured the fields separately.

In addition to measuring ropes with numerical markings, their tools also include benchmarks, shadow rulers and other tools.

The most important thing is that the Qingtian Commissioner knows an algorithm. No matter how strange the shape of the field is, you only need to obtain a few pieces of data through measurement. By applying this algorithm, you can easily get the number of acres of the field.

This greatly enriched Song Ren's knowledge.

But my heart became even colder.

He originally held out hope that something might happen, thinking that even if Wang Zhou and other commissioners from the task force had studied in Nanjing for three years, they might not be as good at clearing land as an old Ming official like him.

But the fact is that others are much better at it than he is.

In this way, it is unlikely that the Jia family and other large landowners would like to conceal the actual number of acres of hidden fields.

Two days passed.

Wang Zhou's working group finally arrived at the area where the Jia family's fields were concentrated.

There is a village here. Because the earliest residents were the Jia family, it was named Jiajia Village.

Nowadays, there are thousands of people from the Jia family's descendants and a large number of Jia family tenants living here!
There are several villages like this in Ningguo that are composed entirely of Jia clan members and tenant farmers, but the number of people is not as large as here.

On this day, Wang Zhou's working group arrived with Song Ren and several other local officials. They first went to the village leader and explained their intention.

Jia Xing, the village leader of Jiajia Village, is a middle-aged man in his forties. He wears a Confucian robe and looks like a scholar.

After listening to the working group's explanation of their purpose, they seemed quite cooperative.

However, after he sent people to call all the villagers in Jiajia Village back, many villagers directly yelled and cursed at the work team.

"Qingtian, Qingtian, don't you just want us to pay more taxes?"

"Yes, we don't need Qingtian!"

"Bullshit working group, get out of Jiajia Village!"

"You dog officials like you are not welcome in Jiajia Village!"

"···"

For a time, the work team seemed to have become the biggest enemy of the people in Jiajia Village. It seemed that if they didn't still have some respect for the government, they would start to expel them.

Seeing this, Wang Zhou, Zhuang Liang and other working group members couldn't help but look ugly.

Although they had encountered resistance from some people when clearing their land in the past two or three days, this was the first time they had gathered a crowd to insult and drive away the working group like this.

Fortunately, Wang Zhou and others not only learned about clearing the land of the father-in-law in Nanjing, but also learned how to deal with related incidents.

They knew that almost all the fields near Jiajia Village belonged to the Jia family of Ningguo.

These people were either members of the Jia family's clan or tenants, and some even had both identities.

These people may have descended from the Jia family, but there are probably only one or two families who are really close to the current Jia family.

Therefore, as long as these people can understand that their interests are not completely integrated with the direct lineage of the Jia family, Qingzhang's resistance can be resolved.

As for forcing it, it is not impossible, but it is the last resort for the working group.

It would be better if the people could be persuaded to cooperate with Qingtian. (End of chapter)