Qingyun suddenly changed his mind, and Crazy Wolf Huang and Kun accepted it calmly after being startled. They all knew Qingye very well, he was not a peaceful person, and he would not be Qingye unless something happened.

Challenge is a challenge, real gold is not afraid of fire.

Huang Kun was equally excited, Qingye did this for him.

He is different from Crazy Wolf. The brothers in the village all followed Qingye and Crazy Wolf all the way to defeat them. Qingye designated Crazy Wolf as the leader of the village, and the brothers were convinced.

Now that he has taken over the Black Demon Village, he is picking peaches halfway. Forced by Master Qing's majesty, the brothers will not say it on their faces, but they will definitely be dissatisfied in their hearts. After the brothers' challenge, they will naturally gain their support.

Hearing that he could challenge the new village leader, the young and strong man in the crowd suddenly screamed, and his blood boiled.

The brothers looked at Qingye and then at Huang Kun. When they saw Qingye smiling and slightly twitching his chin, his eyes encouraged them to take action. The fighting spirit of the brothers was aroused.

Qing Ye's words are nine tripods.

Huang Kun had merit. They followed Master Qing. If any of them didn't have some skills, he could be the leader of the village, and so could they. They didn't believe it. Among so many brothers, none of them could defeat Huang Kun.

The brothers had fierce eyes and were ready to make a move.

Crazy Wolf glanced at the crowd. He was so excited that he lost his mind. He didn't even look at it. What was that brain doing? Isn't it clear who Qingyun is? Is he a person with no aim?

Since he raised the challenge, Huang Kun would definitely be able to settle the matter.

Qingyun looked at the people below who were not afraid of death, and said with a smile: "I am a fair person. Since it is a challenge, both parties must be fair and just. There are only five opportunities to challenge, and you will rest for a quarter of an hour after each challenge. Of course, if you are challenged

Those who challenge do not need to rest and can continue. Any brothers come up and give it a try?"

Qingyun's encouraging eyes once again swept across the faces of the brothers. Many brothers who thought they were very strong caught the eye of Qingye and rushed out.

"I'll challenge you."

Qingyun raised his eyebrows. He was still too young, prone to impulsivity, and lacked social beatings. He just happened to lend Huang Kun's hand and give them a beating to make them less naive.

Qingyun raised his hand, and the brothers vacated an open space as a temporary challenge ground. Huang Kun and the brother headed towards the open space.

Crazy wolf bared his teeth, these bastards fell into the trap of Master Qing. They deserved to be beaten!

Qingyun looked a little careless, remembering that when she committed a crime, the old man beat her severely. Thinking about it makes her sad.

Now that there is no big five-fingered mountain on her head pressing down on her, she is so free and at ease that she has almost forgotten the hard days she lived in the past. Even the monks were not as hard as she was. Could it be that God thought that she had been too hard in her previous life, so he specially compensated her in this life?

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"Go ahead and beat him up!"

"Kick, oh, what's wrong with you, guard against the kick."

"Where to hit with your fist? Block it! Damn it, what are you hiding from?"

"Look ahead, he's going to attack you again."

"Damn it, do you have any brains? Don't just focus on returning to defense, attack him too! Let's do a sneak attack!"

The brothers who were watching were more energetic and ferocious than the brother who challenged him, and kept talking nonsense. Seeing that the brother was being beaten by Huang Kun, and had no strength to fight back, I wished I could beat him back with my own body.

Huang Pengfei, Huang Zhanying, Huang Zhi, uncle and nephew were together in the square. They heard the people from the village shouting cheers to the challengers. The sound was louder than the other, and it almost overturned the village.

Let’s look at our father (his eldest brother) and he is pitiful. There is no one encouraging him, and some people are provocative and want to disturb their father (his eldest brother)’s heart. This is really vicious.

The three uncles and nephews got excited, so they pushed through the crowd and squeezed in, shouting cheers for their father (their eldest brother), shouting so heart-wrenchingly that their veins bulged, as if they could suppress the surrounding voices.

"Dad, come on"

"Dad, beat him."

"Brother, beat him, beat him."

Except for the first one who came up because of his enthusiasm, the next four were recommended by the brothers, and they were all the best among the brothers. However, after they came up, they were still defeated by Huang Kun.

"Oooh, ooh, my dad won, my dad won."

When the five challenges came to an end, Huang Pengfei's uncle and nephew hugged each other, jumping, screaming and excited. The excitement made them more excited than the Chinese New Year.

After five challenges, Huang Kun didn't rest even once. After the fight, although he was out of breath, he still had the energy to stand. He was a real man, and his brothers admired him, and they sincerely accepted him as the new village leader.

Qingyun stood in the middle, glanced at the brothers in the square, raised his hand, and the noisy square suddenly became silent.

"Huang Kun won all five challenges. Brothers, are you convinced?" Qingyun asked.

"Submit." The brothers shouted in unison.

Qingyun smiled, "I declare that from today on, Huang Kun is the commander of Wu Mo Village. From now on, you must obey him just like you obey me."

............

Qingyun stayed in the village for half a month, and Du Chun'an wrote an urgent letter urging him to return to the county government. The people in the county were about to harvest rice, so he urged him to go back to guard the county government and collect taxes.

This is the first time that their county government collects taxes, and all the people in the mountain are coming, which is of great significance.

Qingyun didn't think there was anything good about collecting taxes. The people came as they came. There were policemen and servants in the county government, and it really didn't matter whether she was present or not.

Besides, the food grown in the cottage is about to be harvested, and Qingyun wants to stay in the cottage and work with his brothers.

Du Chun'an knew Qingyun's temper so well that he couldn't push him back, so he asked Mr. Song to write a letter urging him to come back to study. When Qingyun received the letter, he was so angry that if Du Chun'an was in front of her, she would beat him.

A meal, believe it or not?

"Chun'an is so unlovable!" Qingyun shook the letter and turned to look at Huang, Kun, Black Bear, Tadara, and Black Ba.

The four of them remained silent. Qingye himself did not resist Mr. Song. What could they do? That was Qingye's husband.

Qingyun looked at the four of them, none of them seemed to have any intention of keeping her. His fists felt a little itchy, and he glanced at them with itchy teeth. He snorted coldly, waved his hand and said:

"I'm leaving! I've left the cottage to you. I may not be able to come here for the time being. Please pay more attention to me at the border. Old thief Qian is not a good person. Please notify me in time if there is any news."

The four people responded in a hurry and remained silent about anything else.

Qingyun cursed "Brother Plastic" in his heart and returned to the county office unwillingly.

.............

"How are the crops in various places?" Qingyun flipped through the information compiled by Du Chun'an. People in the county were already harvesting rice.

"The yamen officers went to each village and saw that the ripening dates are almost the same. In places where it is early, rice has already begun to be harvested. In places where it is late, there is a difference of seven or eight days. At the latest, it will not be more than half a month, and it is all ready to be harvested.

There is a big difference in production capacity. If you look at these villages, the difference in yield per mu is estimated to be about 200 kilograms. We helped cut rice in the county town last year, and it was conservatively estimated to be 600 kilograms, and it is about the same today."

Du Chun'an opened the Qishan map, pointed to several villages on the map and said.

"What's the reason? A land problem? A seed problem? Or a problem with the farmers? Have you sent someone to investigate?"

Qingyun frowned. In ancient times, planting technology was backward, and the best craftsmen could produce up to six to seven hundred catties per mu.

The average person only weighs 400 to 500 jins, and the average person only weighs 300 to 400 jins.

The small mountain village that Qingyun and the others passed through the mountains had the best crops, with an acre of nearly 700 to 800 kilograms.

Two hundred pounds sounds like a small number, but it is nothing now, but in ancient times it was a very serious problem.

Two hundred kilograms of grain can be eaten sparingly by one person, which is enough for a year.

"The yamen officer in the yamen came out with you at the beginning. He doesn't know much about farming. He has looked carefully in several villages and can't see anything.

People who asked about their villages all said that the land was farmed in this way in the past. They also farmed what others farmed, and the land could only produce so much anyway."

This is a very unscrupulous statement, and it is like a deadbeat pig that is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

"There are many good farmers in our county. Horse owner Bo, ask them. The county government will ask them to help and take a look, and the wages will be paid.

The few families who went there don’t have to worry about the rice at home. They work for the Yamen and they don’t have enough manpower. The Yamen sends people to help them harvest rice and it won’t delay them from planting rice.”

Qingyun narrowed his eyes. If it's a matter of land, they can find a way to solve it. It's not difficult to increase the fertilizer. If it's a matter of seeds, it's easier to solve. They brought a batch of high-quality seeds from the capital and rented them to them first.

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If you are not good at it, ask someone to teach you how to do it.

If it was intentional...

Qingyun sneered, she didn't want to think bad things about people. He Shui, He Qiu, Huang Kun and the others had stayed in bandit villages. It would not be difficult to find out how much taxes those villages had paid to the bandits.

It would be easy for her to deal with those unruly people.

Qingyun will not attack them unless absolutely necessary.

If they commit evil by God, they can still be forgiven; if they commit evil by themselves, they will not live. If they commit suicide by themselves, she won't care, and they will do whatever they want.

"Yes, sir. Your wholehearted devotion to the people of Qishan is a blessing to the people of Qishan." Manager Ma is used to praising, and it is always right to praise the county magistrate more. Isn't there a saying: Don't hit the smiling person with your hand.

Du Chun'an's mouth twitched. Only he knew whether the county magistrate was doing it for the people. Looking at the horse owner Bo, he found that the horse owner Bo seemed to have changed a lot. He kept praising the county magistrate.

"My lord, I have something to report to you. After the reward policy proposed by your lord was notified, the people agreed to send their sons to school."

What the horse owner Bo didn't say was that the reason why the people agreed to send their sons to school was because they wanted to work in the county government. The people didn't believe it when they took the imperial examination and became officials outside, but they believed what the county magistrate said.

There is such a large and magnificent county government office there, and the county magistrate will not run away.

Many ordinary people were worried that there would not be enough places in the school in the next half year, so they went to his home to register in advance and get a seat.

"The baby is too young. Don't send it here. It must be at least seven or eight years old. Many villages are too far away from our county and we can't walk such a long way." Qingyun thought for a while and added, what is the purpose of sending a two or three-year-old baby?

Those who cultivate talents are not those who run kindergartens and look after children.

"Yes." The horse owner accepted the order with an expressionless face.
To be continued...