Chapter 277 Can these things be solved

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 277 Can these things be solved

Chen Fan left the academy and took Chen Ya and others around to observe the situation of spring farming.

Chen Zhongyan stood by the field, watching the villagers turn the soil and grass over, rake-by, frowning with pain.

"I've already fallen in love with this purple sea of ​​flowers," he said.

"There are still many fields that have not been hoeed. There are also some on the ranch and Wang Jiadun. You can go and see them." Chen Fan comforted him.

Chen Zhongyan turned around: "There is a feeling of heartache, and the role of the forage grass must be played. These grasses have grown for more than a year, and they can plant fertile land as soon as they come."

"We can also bring more people to plant all the idle land," said Chen Zhongliang.

In the first year, in order to find work for the refugees, a large amount of wasteland was reclaimed, but many of them could not be planted for a while. It was impossible to ask the people to run more than ten miles to farm.

Chen Fan planted grass for those who did not grow grain for the time being.

Last year, one thousand people were left, but the 1,000 acres of wheat or rapeseed were planted, so they were rented to the villagers. The more than 3,000 new people were the pasture land they were assigned. The Xiangjunfu arranged them to be arranged.

Plant early rice.

In the evening, Bai Ce came back and said he wanted to report the situation of the Sun family in Yongchang County.

He glanced at the children and asked with his eyes: "Do you want them to avoid it?"

Chen Fan shook his head: "They must understand the sins of the world."

Bai Ce placed a stack of paper on the table.

A stack of paper! The youngest son of the Sun family is worse than the rumored one.

Chen Yue and the others were embarrassed and angry, and their faces were flushed; the boys seemed to have swallowed something disgusting, unable to swallow or vomit.

Chen Fan clenched his fists, let go, and asked Bai Ce about the follow-up situation.

Bai Ce stammered: "Those prostitutes are all inferior, and no one is pitying for death or injury. At most, the people joke about the way their clients behave, and some even scold the prostitutes for deserved it."

Chen Ying stood up and sat down again.

"You don't have to be punished if you beat your wife and concubine to death. If you pay some money to the woman, you will be said to be kind-hearted. If the woman's family gets the money, they don't care about how the girl dies."

Chen Fan's fingers hurt so much that his fingers were pinched.

Bai Ce added: "The Sun family will not say that they killed someone by beating them, they will only say that the first two men died of illness."

"How much can the government care about the people's marriages?" Chen Fan looked at Zhang Ci.

"If you don't marry at the age, you will be fined."

That's it?

Chen Fan took a deep breath: "I will send you the letter to you and let them come over to discuss matters tomorrow."

Mo Jian and others have raised a lot of carrier pigeons, and they use carrier pigeons for simple information transmission in various places. Those who need to know and report in person will send someone to travel.

"Come Cui Yunlang and the others here, let's discuss the marriage management together."

The clerks all came, and each brought five villagers, both men and women. The servants from the Xiangjun Mansion also recommended representatives to participate.

Let's discuss related matters together.

Zhang Ci said: "Everyone, the previous village rules and treaties only advocated some virtues. Now we need to clearly stipulate what can be done, what cannot be done, and what are the corresponding punishments. Today we focus on discussing the marriage, what do you want to say

Said boldly."

Mali of Shiligang said: "There is nothing to discuss about marriage, the orders of parents, and the words of the matchmaker."

"I also obey my grandmother's words about the Shen family in Qingshan Village?" Zhang Ci glanced at him.

Mo Jian briefly explained what the Sun family did, and everyone present shrank and resisted the feeling of discomfort.

"That's just an individual situation, who has encountered unlucky?" Mali was not taking it seriously.

"How to avoid such unlucky things?" Zhang Ci asked again.

A woman spoke: "You can persuade the old lady Shen."

"Old Mrs. Shen couldn't listen. She insisted that her youngest son didn't follow her family and was unfilial. So what should she do?" Chen Fan asked.

Everyone kept silent.

"I don't want people like the Sun family in Changping Township, nor do I want girls from Changping Township to marry into that kind of family. Think about it, how to deal with this kind of thing?"

The woman said: "The entire Changping Township is under the jurisdiction of the Junfu, and marriage is the same. As long as the Junfu does not agree, no one dares to force a marriage."

This is the power of hope for the privileged class.

Chen Fan nodded: "Now start discussing: what things can be stopped by the Xiangjun Mansion? You are talking about it first."

The Li Zhengs have to say it even if they don’t say it, and racked their brains to say some ideas.

It is still women who want to fight for women. A woman in her thirties said: "The girl surnamed Pan, lives in Qingshan Village. When the village king's mansion divides the fields, salt and sugar, we are all grateful to each other.

For the first time, I felt that a woman was also a human being. A woman was beaten by her husband and no one ever cared about it. She thought it was natural. But the people hoped that women could be protected by the law." She knelt on the ground.

This is smart, and I know to introduce myself before speaking.

Chen Fan gently supported her shoulders: "No need to give this great gift, we sit and talk."

Pan thanked Chen Fan and stood up and sat down. Chen Fan continued to ask: What behaviors can be mediated by the clan and the Lizheng, and what behaviors need to be managed by the Xiangjun Mansion?"

"A slap is not a big deal, right?" A man spoke, and everyone present looked different.

"If you fight hard, you still need to persuade me."

"It's better to bear it. Life still needs to be lived. There are still children at home to take care of."

This kind of thing has been said for thousands of years and has never disappeared.

"Did the Xiangjun Mansion beat the man? In the end, it still needs the woman to take care of him, which will increase the burden on the woman."

Some people proposed buying and selling women, hoping to ban them. Some people disagree, saying that if someone is in trouble, he will save her life if he encounters a kind-hearted person.

When the idea was opened, everyone mentioned various phenomena and put forward various ideas. Some of the controversies were obvious, and they even turned into fierce quarrels.

Cui Yunlang and his friends were about to get cramps when they were writing.

After the meeting ended, everyone was still unsatisfied and they quarreled all the way back.

Chen Yue looked at the thick stack of paper: "Can these things be solved well?"

"Some things cannot be solved for thousands of years." Chen Fan blurted out.

Everyone was stunned.

Thousands of years?

Zhang Ci smoothed the scene: "Many things seem to have happened from ancient times to the present, and from ancient times to the present for more than a few thousand years."

Yes. It seems that it has been like this for thousands of years when selling children and women, selling themselves as slaves, and changing children to eat during the famine era.

Chen Ying looked solemn: "How long will it take to change? Will you sell your daughter if you say you want to sell it?"

"Maybe the law needs to be stopped for decades before it will have some effect?" Chen Xiu looked forward.

"A generation has changed in a few decades, and maybe it will change again." Chen Zhongqing said badly.

The children were unfair and did not distinguish between men and women. They just mixed up and fucked each other.

Chen Fan also started fighting with Zhang Ci, and she felt unhappy.

After hitting for more than ten minutes, Zhang Ci hugged her: "Save some strength, there is still Caizi who hasn't stepped on it."

Chen Fan brought him into the space and waved his sickle to cut rapeseed.

Zhang Ci looked at her waving her knife and advised: "Don't be so angry, things that last thousands of years cannot be changed in a few years."

Chen Fan waved a sickle, cut down a large rapeseed, and said hatefully: "I'm not just angry with the past, I'm... Forget it, I suddenly figured it out. I can't change the root for thousands of years. I It would be very great to be able to change a small part."

Zhang Ci was a little confused by her sudden change: "Isn't you angry?"
Chapter completed!