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  Chapter 98 096 [Lixin Liwei] (addition for the leader "Ding Boyue")

  The household register of the whole town was placed in front of Zhao Han.

  The data are very detailed, except for individual farmers and small landlords, other tenants dare not hide information.

   Yes, there are still farmers and small landlords in Huangjia Town!

  They are all tribesmen separated from the Sanhuang and Li families in recent decades. They also hate Sanhuang and the Li family. If there is a natural disaster, it is easy for the big landlords to occupy the land.

  There are 517 households in the town, with a total of 3,645 people, including 2,029 males and 1,616 females.

  For the above data, children under the age of 12 are not counted, because it was very easy to die in ancient times. Zhao Han ordered that a separate book be created for children under the age of 12.

  At the same time, the family slaves left behind by the big clan have not yet been counted. Zhao Han has other arrangements.

  If the entire population is counted, it should exceed 4,000 people.

   From the above data, it can be seen that the ratio of male to female is very outrageous. There must be a tradition of female infanticide in Huangjia Town, and there are a large number of bachelors.

  In addition, the proportion of the elderly population is very low, the average age of the town is 31.26 years old (children under the age of 12 are not counted).

   Poor health care is not the main reason.

   It is purely that the food grown is not enough to eat. Once the harvest fails, some old people commit suicide on their own initiative. Especially old women!

   "My lord, the land has been divided." Chen Maosheng came in holding the fish scale book.

   Zhao Han has about 18,000 mu of land in his hands, including the mountains.

  Jiang Dashan, Li Zheng, etc. who take the initiative to make meritorious service, each household will be allocated 20 mu of land;

  Huang Laoshi and others who submitted the name certificate will get 19 mu of land for each household;

  The first batch of rioters will get 18 mu of land for each household;

  The second group of rioters will get 16 mu of land for each household;

  The third group of rioters will get 15 mu of land for each household;

  The obedient people who watched the play from beginning to end were allotted 5 mu of land per household.

  Of course, the above is only a rough rule. If someone is allocated a lower-class field, Zhao Han will give more as appropriate, and try to be fair.

  A total of more than 8,000 mu of land was allocated, and Zhao Han himself had about 10,000 mu of land left.

   "No trouble, right?" Zhao Han asked.

  Chen Maosheng said: "There were a few fights and there were fights, but Tie Niu led people to stop them."

Mr. Zhao Ziyue, the largest landlord in Huangjia Town, put away the household registration booklet and land booklet, and said with a smile on his face: "Call all the farmers and come to the gate of Huangjiazu's house for a meeting the next morning. By the way, tell them, no matter adults or children, come here You can get white-collar food!"

  …

   At this time, the spring plowing has ended. When Zhao Han divided the fields, he tried his best to distribute the land to whomever he cultivated, so as to avoid unnecessary conflicts of interest.

  The sky was dimly bright, and about 4,000 people, including the children, came to Huang Jiazu's house one after another.

  The door opens.

  Zhao Han strode out, behind him were Pang Chunlai, Zhang Tieniu, Chen Maosheng, Jiang Dashan, Huang Yao, Huang Shun, Li Zheng, Jiang Liang, Liu Zhu, Xiaohong, Xiaocui and others.

  Glancing at the crowd, Zhao Han said loudly: "I know, you are all here to receive food, I don't know what a meeting is."

"Ha ha ha ha."

  Some farmers laughed, and more farmers looked forward to it.

   "I won't keep you waiting too long," Zhao Han said to Chen Maosheng, "the grain distribution will start, and each adult (over 12 years old) will have five buckets of rice, and children will get half of it. Divide according to the registered household register..."

   "Master Zhao!" Suddenly someone shouted.

  Zhao Han asked: "What's wrong?"

  The man stammered: "I...I want to register."

   "Register his household registration immediately," Zhao Han said kindly, without punishing the person, "Anyone who hasn't created a household registration can come and register, and receive grain according to their household registration. Adults get five buckets of rice, and children get half of it."

  As soon as this remark came out, twenty-one villagers came suddenly, all of whom were owner farmers and small landlords.

  Their relationship with the exterminated big family is closer, not emotional relationship, but blood relationship, and they have been separated for no more than 50 years.

  After the registration was completed, Zhao Han began to distribute food.

   It is agreed that each person has five dou, which is five dou, and there is no use of small dou.

  Although Huang Zundao didn't have much money, he had a lot of grain. This stuff is the hard currency in the countryside!

  The same is true for several other big households. Huang Erye’s family even only has more than 300 taels of silver, but they have stored up thousands of shi of grain—some of them are moldy and black, and they are unwilling to distribute them to the poor.

   What Zhao Han distributes this time is all old grain, and if it continues to be stored, it will only rot.

  I saw one farmer after another going to collect grain after being called. Although it was all old food, it was enough for them to be happy, and their faces were filled with joy.

  Farmers who have not yet received their grain are all looking forward to it, for fear that Master Zhao will go back on his word.

   The food was released until almost noon, and finally everyone got the food.

   "Bodhisattva bless Master Zhao!"

   Suddenly a farmer knelt down and shouted with tears.

  It was like a virus spread, one infected another, and in a blink of an eye more than 4,000 people all fell to their knees.

  Zhao Han didn't bother to stop them from kneeling, he had already figured it out, shouting ten thousand slogans is worse than doing one practical thing.

   Grain distribution is a practical matter, with three purposes:

  First, deal with the old grain that is about to rot.

  Second, check the household registration population, and let unregistered farmers come out to distribute food.

  Third, Lixin. Mr. Zhao kept his word, and if he said to share the food, he would share the food, and if he said five buckets, he would have five buckets, and there was no need for small buckets.

   Only when credit is established, will someone truly obey the content of the next meeting.

   "Who else didn't get the food?" Zhao Han asked.

  No one speaks.

"Okay then," Zhao Han said with a smile, "the second thing I announce is that Huangjia Town will be renamed Wuxing Town from now on. I will be the mayor of the town, and Chen Maosheng will be the deputy mayor. Wuxing Town has four villages under its jurisdiction. Each village has a village head."

   "The third thing, after the Apocalypse Year, the government increased the land tax, you don't have to pay the land you get, and only collect it according to the land tax in the Wanli Year!"

   "The fourth thing, no Liao pay!"

   "Fifth thing, don't collect fire consumption!"

   "The sixth thing, don't recruit miscellaneous factions!"

   "The seventh thing, no corvee!"

   "The eighth thing, the remaining 10,000 mu of land I have left will be shared and rented to you on a per capita basis. The rent will be reduced by 15%, which means that you used to pay one stone for rent, but now you will only pay eight and a half dou!"

  The meeting place became noisy in an instant. The farmers didn't care about changing the name of the town, but the rest of the things were shocking.

  They subconsciously couldn't believe it, but thinking about Zhao Han's behavior of releasing food, they couldn't help believing it again.

  Jiang Dashan, Huang Yao, Huang Shun, and Li Zheng are all knowledgeable and intelligent people, and at the moment they are both excited and fearful.

  Master Zhao wants to rebel!

  But they have already killed the big family and boarded the pirate ship, it is very difficult to get off the ship.

  Besides, they divided the land and didn't want to live their old life anymore, so they could only work hard with Master Zhao.

Zhao Han signaled everyone to be quiet, and said with a smile, "Ninth thing, the ancestral hall of the Huang family will be changed into a private school in Wuxing Township, and Mrs. Pang will be the head of the mountain. All children under the age of twelve in the town, no matter boys or girls, must attend classes every day." Half a day. There is no tuition fee for you, and I will take care of a meal at noon, and I will pay for the meal! Anyone over twelve years old who is willing to study can also come to attend. No tuition fee, but I don’t take care of the meal!”

  The peasants didn’t take it seriously. There is no use in studying, and they have no money to test for talent. Moreover, a baby of how old can help the family with work, so going to study would not be a waste?

  Suddenly, Zhao Han said: "I will increase the land tax and rent if anyone who is over seven years old and under twelve years old, regardless of boy or girl, does not come to class!"

   These words make people stupid, only farmers are forced to work, how can anyone force children to study?

  But if you don’t send your children to study, you have to increase the land tax and rent.

Zhao Han said again: "The tenth thing, among you, if you are a tenant, even if you don't work with me, you will get at least five mu of land. Now that the land is divided, you should contribute. Every household will contribute one Qing Zhuang, I want to organize a brave group! Anyone who dares not come, I will take Tian back!"

  The farmers did not speak, and there was a dead silence.

   "Come on!"

  Zhao Han burst out drinking suddenly.

  Seven people were escorted out one after another from Huang's ancestral house.

  Zhao Han pointed to Huang Sanshui and said: "You all know who this person is and what he has done. I will not hold a public trial, Tieniu, execute!"

  Zhang Tieniu picked up the ax and chopped Huang Sanshui, who was stuffed with cloth in his mouth, on the spot until his head exploded.

Zhao Han pointed to the two of them again and said: "These two people took the lead in killing Huang Zunming, the landlord. Although Huang Zunming is Huang Zundao's brother, he separated from his family a long time ago. He is just a small landlord and has not done many bad things. I have already Again and again, without my order, no one is allowed to kill indiscriminately, but there are still people who dare to disobey. Tie Niu, execute!"

  Zhang Tieniu swung his ax and hacked the two men to death.

  Their family members also came to collect food today, and their crying and shouting were loud.

  The rest of the farmers were also trembling, not daring to regard Mr. Zhao as a kind person who was easy to bully.

Zhao Han pointed to the remaining four people again: "I will choose those who can write and count, and help us clear up the land together. These four people cheated and cheated, measuring other people's fields to a large area, and measuring their own fields to a small area." , I want to fool around and get an extra acre or two. Tell me, are they guilty or not!"

   "Guilty!"

   "It's time to kill!"

  This kind of thing aroused public anger, and countless farmers shouted and killed.

  Zhao Han said: "Although this matter is bad, the crime does not deserve death. Each of them is fined to hand over one mu of land to be used as a private school's school field. Then let the four of them take turns to clean the private school for a year!"

"it is good!"

  The peasants began to cheer.

  The food release is Lixin.

  Killing is Liwei.

Zhao Han took the opportunity to shout: "Now, each family has a young man, come and register to practice group courage. Don't worry, everyone, it won't take up the busy farming time, and it won't delay your growing grain! Don't fool me, no one over forty-five years old, Whoever dares to lie will be harvested!"

  The farmers looked left and right, and when they were entangled, they had to send out the young and strong at home.

  Because Zhao Han already has prestige!

   More importantly, Zhao Han holds the land in his hands, which is a big killer.

  In an instant, Zhao Han had more than five hundred miscellaneous soldiers.

  The fields were divided for more than five hundred, so they could only follow Zhao Han, and more than half of them had seen **** miscellaneous soldiers.

  Beating and killing a landlord is considered bloodshed.

   Zhao Han’s gameplay is a bit similar to the Fubing system in the Sui and Tang Dynasties: the land is state-owned and distributed to the people. Farming in busy time, training in leisure time, fighting in wartime.

  The collapse of the government military system in the Tang Dynasty was due to the fact that although the land was state-owned, it could not be taken back when it was distributed, and people still occupied the land after death. Moreover, the rich and powerful families secretly swallowed up state-owned land, but relied on their privileges to not pay taxes.

   Over time, the population will increase and the land will decrease. The people at the bottom can divide the land in name, but the country has no land to divide, and the people have to pay taxes and fight wars.

   State-owned land and distribution of people is not a panacea, the key is the executive power in the middle.

   Once the executive ability is finished, even the best policy is also finished.

   (I'm going, Emperor Danling has rewarded the leader, long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live.)

  (end of this chapter)