In the past, when people heard the land and land, they cheered and encouraged each other. Wherever the Imperial Guard went, the people warmly welcomed each other. This is the first time this unwelcome situation.

What was going on? Even Sun Chuanting frowned, very puzzled.

"Maybe it was because of those prisoners." Meng Yishan, a staff member, pondered.

"How do you say it?" Sun Chuanting asked hurriedly.

"The supervisor defeated the Red Turban Army in Xuzhou, and the number of prisoners reached more than 90,000, and tens of thousands of Red Turban thieves fled without knowing where to go. There was no supply or food, so we followed and chased. Most of the escaped Red Turban soldiers were scattered all over the place.

, or if they escape into the mountains, there are not many people who can escape back to Nanyang. Most of the red scarf thieves under Li Yan were recruited in Nanyang, and many males were recruited in every county, town and village.

The Red Turban Army. More than 100,000 troops went to war, but none of them came back. Our Imperial Guards instead fought to Nanyang. Thinking about the son, husband and brothers who joined the Red Turban Army, wouldn’t these people in Nanyang feel sad? Most of them would think that their families have been

If the Imperial Guards kill, wouldn’t they be angry with us?” Meng Yishan said slowly.

"So that's it." Sun Chuanting also understood.

"And I heard that Li Yan was good at the people of Nanyang. After arriving in Nanyang, he not only persuaded the gentry to reduce some rent and loan sharks, but also persuaded the Tang King Zhu Youjian to take out some of the vassal fields of the Tang King's Mansion to distribute them to the soldiers in the army for free.

With the benefits, and being dissatisfied with the previous levies and taxes by the imperial court, the people of Nanyang were very grateful to Li Yan. The morale of the Red Turban Army soldiers has always been quite high. You should be able to feel this at the Supervisor." Meng Yishan continued.

Sun Chuanting nodded. In the Battle of Xuzhou, during the battle with the Red Troubles, he did feel that the morale of the Red Troubles was indeed not weak. Many Red Troubles soldiers were not afraid of death, but because their training and equipment were far inferior to the Imperial Guards.

In addition, he was attacked from front and back and was defeated just now.

The people of Nanyang were grateful to Li Yan and Zhu Youjian and were very dissatisfied with the imperial army and the government. In the eyes of the people of Nanyang, isn’t the imperial guards they led were just the imperial army? No wonder they didn’t give a good face.

"This situation is easy to solve. Please order the officers and soldiers in charge of Juntian to promote it. Most of the Red Turban soldiers were not killed, but were captured and would be released and returned to their hometown soon. Then send an order to Xuzhou.

If you order the prisoners to return to Nanyang, you can organize your prisoners to return to Nanyang. As for ideological transformation, you can carry out on the way back to Nanyang." Sun Chuanting pondered for a moment and ordered.

"The supervisor is wise." Meng Yishan said with a smile

In early spring, the grass and trees were green and the fields were green. Zhang Li held his two-year-old son in one hand, bent down and pulled up a sedge vegetable from the ground with the other hand, and threw it into the vine basket behind him.

Wash the seddenin vegetables, mix some wheat flour, steam it in a pot, and then pour it with garlic juice. It is a very good meal, which is both delicious and delicious.

"Maju's family, the officials have arrived in the village again. Everyone has to gather. You go quickly." An old man with short collar ran over and shouted at Zhang Li.

"I want to find wild vegetables, I have no time to go." Zhang Li said in a light tone without looking back.

"Oh, Maju family, I know you hate the people in the government, but after all, your arms can't be swayed. Besides, Maju may not be killed in battle. Maybe he will be a prisoner. If you fight against the people in the government like this, you will not be afraid of harming your family.

The old man sighed and persuaded.

When Zhang Li heard that her husband's name was mentioned, he raised his head and turned around and asked the old man, "Uncle San, do you think the foal can really come back?"

"I can't explain this, but the government said that more than 100,000 Red Turban Army were captured and detained in Xuzhou, and the foal might be among them." The old man said.

"Then the relationship is good, the relationship is good, I'll go now, I'll go now." Zhang Li's eyes suddenly shot out of hope and said hurriedly.

There is a large open space at the entrance of the village, which is the village’s valley farm. At this moment, most of the villagers have gathered in the valley farm. There is a dirt platform on the east side of the valley farm, which is the village’s stage. On April 4th every year, Zhangwan Village

At temple fairs, people from all over the country would come to Zhangwan Village, and they would sing a big show for a day.

At this moment, there were several government officials standing on the stage, and there were more than a dozen soldiers carrying swords and guns on and off the stage.

"Friends, I am Zhou Xiong, the imperial guards' Xuanfu. Do you know what the imperial guards are? The imperial guards are an army created by His Majesty the Emperor and are also the army of our people. Unlike other local troops, we are from the world.

The people are in the same group.

The court was dark, with corrupt officials everywhere, and local tyrants and evil gentry who bullied the people everywhere. They colluded with the emperor and deceived the people. His Majesty was in love with the people, and in order to rectify the Ming Dynasty and let the people of the world live a good life, he established a ban.

Guards, so we are a family.” Zhou Xiong shouted loudly.

"Don't lie to us. It's enough for the emperor to issue an imperial edict against corrupt officials. Why do you need to set up an army?" The people suddenly shouted from the audience.

"This fellow villager asked well." Zhou Xiong first praised, and then said, "In the eyes of all people, the emperor is supreme, and whoever wants to die can't live. But the fact is not the case. The emperor is just a person and has lived in the palace since he was a child.

Many emperors never left Beijing in their entire lives. The emperor was surrounded by officials, and what they heard and saw were officials and gentry that he had heard and saw, and he had no chance to contact the people. Even if the emperor knew the sufferings of the people

, it is not possible to solve the problem with the next imperial edict, because the imperial court is under the control of gentry and officials, and it is useless to issue the edicts. For example, the emperor stipulates that the money and grain collected every year will be less than one monday per mu of land. You pay it

How many have they been done?”

"My family has no land. Every year, 70% of the grain produced in the fields is handed over to Zhao Xiangshen, and the remaining 30% are his own. Fortunately, Mr. Li came to Nanyang last year to speak for us, so Zhao Xiangshen agreed to reduce the rent of the land to 60%.

A brave old farmer said.

"The same is true for my family. I rented the land of Zhao Xiangshen's family, but I had no land at home." Others also said.

"Are there no self-cultivating farmers in the entire Zhangwan Village?" Zhou Xiong asked in surprise.

"Yes, Zhang Xiucai has land at home." Someone shouted.

Soon, a scholar wearing a Lan shirt came to the stage reluctantly and bowed slightly to Zhou Xiong.

"This husband, how much land is there in your family? How much land tax is paid?" Zhou Xiong asked with a smile.

"There are not many land in the family, only eighty acres. The scholars have a reputation as a scholar, and they can avoid the labor service of two men and two stones of grain service. The tax on the land paid for the tax is indeed one monday." The scholar said.

"If you don't have a scholar's reputation, how much tax will you pay per acre of land?" Zhou Xiong asked.

"The regular tax is indeed about one qian, but the county will also collect some corvee silver, which is also distributed in the land tax. It is probably four or five qian silver per acre of land." The scholar explained.

"In recent years, there are droughts almost every year. Although the fields in Nanyang are fertile, a mu of land produces at most one stone of grain per year. At most one tael of silver is sold at the grain shop in the town.

Want to pay five cents as taxes, is there enough leftovers for the whole family to eat?" Zhou Xiong continued to ask.

"It's more than five cents. The government also asks the government to pay other miscellaneous taxes from time to time. Most of the land's production is handed over to the government. If it comes to a major disaster, the land's production is not even enough taxes, so it can only sell land, children and women.

, I have the reputation of scholars, and I can reduce labor service and part of the land tax, otherwise I will have to be the same as them." The scholar sighed.

"But do you know that the government has collected so much tax and silver, and only one ounce of silver per acre of land was handed over to the court and to His Majesty. The rest were corrupted by the local government. Two years ago, His Majesty had issued an order

, stop collecting Liao and suppression wages, and announce that you will never increase taxes from now on, but why do you pay so much taxes?" Zhou Xiong asked sternly.

After a "buzz", the people below were in full bloom.

"Did the emperor really say that he will never add tuition?"

"Have the emperor really stopped paying for Liao?"

The people asked one after another.

"Of course, Your Majesty's imperial edict has been issued to all provinces, prefectures and counties, and there must be corresponding official documents in the county government." Zhou Xiong said.

"What he said is right, there is indeed such an imperial edict." The scholar confirmed.

"The emperor is not paying more taxes, but we still have to pay so much."

"Then the gentry Zhao is not a thing. Last year, he deceived us that the court would collect labor service and go to Liaodong to pay an extra land rent. He went to the government to tell the government that we would exempt us from labor service, and we were all deceived by him."

"The officials have no good things, and the squire are even more bastards."

The people cursed.

"Everyone, calm down." After the people cursed for a while, Zhou Xiong raised his hands, and the screams became weaker.

"Everyone should know that even though His Majesty has issued an order to reduce taxes, the local officials and gentry do not listen at all. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. Even His Majesty has no choice but to do anything to them, because they control the court and the local area.

In desperation, Your Majesty had to form an army himself to deal with these corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry.

Mr. Li was actually a juren. Because the land in his family was distributed to the people, we rebelled in anger and tried to overthrow His Majesty's rule. He persuaded the gentry and landlords to reduce the rent for you, just to win people's hearts.

, I want to fool your son and husband into joining the army and work hard for him.

But our Imperial Guards came to help you deal with corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry who were pressing over your head. Whether it was the land occupied by the gentry and landlords or the vassal fields of the Tang Dynasty's palace, all

They will all be distributed to the people of Nanyang for free. From then on, you only need to bear the royal grain and national taxes, and you will no longer have to bear all kinds of harsh and complicated taxes!" Zhou Xiong said loudly.

"How much imperial grain tax will we pay in the future?" asked a commoner loudly.

"30% of the yield per mu." Zhou Xiong raised three fingers, "You only need to pay 30% of the yield of the field, and you don't have to pay an extra grain of rice and a penny!"

30% of the people looked at each other, and their faces showed joy. Compared with the past, 60% or 70% or 70% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30% or 30

After dividing the land, 30% of the yield per mu was paid, and the rest was enough for the whole family to eat.

But will the emperor really give the fields to everyone for nothing? What are you trying to do? Thinking about her husband, son and brother, who are missing, the people in the village are still nervous. However, the official named Zhou Xiong also said that the captured red scarf

The soldiers would be released soon, which made everyone reluctantly relieve themselves.

In the following days, Zhou Xiong began to take people to measure the surrounding fields. The villagers finally became a little enthusiastic and began to cooperate with the measurement.

The notice was also posted, announcing the policy of dividing land. No matter men and women, as long as they are over ten years old, they can divide the land, and there are no younger children, because the premature death rate of children in this era is too high. From now on, every ten years or two

In ten years, the population will be re-registered and re-divided, which will not be mentioned later.

As expected, the officials did not lie. After a few days, the men who went out of the village to serve as soldiers and were captured finally returned. Of course, most of them came back. Twenty-eight men came back, twenty-three people were left, the rest of the men came back.

The five died on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the laughter and crying sounded in the village.

Zhang Li held her husband Zhang Maju's arm and cried with joy.

Although the families who came back alive were happy, the men who died on the battlefield did not resent the Imperial Guards, but instead placed their resentment on Mr. Li and the squire whom they had been grateful to. The men who came back all experienced thoughts.

Education, coupled with seeing the real land division, was all grateful to the Imperial Guards. So Zhou Xiong took the opportunity to announce the recruitment of peasant soldiers. Peasant soldiers did not have to go out to fight, but gathered to protect their homes and prevent the army of Mr. Li and the gentry from being re-entered.

Kill back. Farmers and soldiers farm in busy farming and practice in slack farming. There is no food and salary in normal times, and there will be subsidies during practice.

The people naturally had no objection to this. The released prisoners signed up one after another and turned into members of the peasant soldiers.

Since then, the situation in the entire Nanyang Prefecture finally opened up. On this basis, a town-level official government was established, with several towns established under each county, and villages below the town, and village chiefs and towns were included in the imperial court. Wait until the two villages and towns

Only after all the officials at the level were established did the entire Nanyang Prefecture be completely incorporated into the Imperial Guard system.

Sun Chuanting finally waited for the imperial edict, which commended his merits for defeating the Red Troop and recovering Nanyang. The merits and demerits were offset and his crown prince Taibao was restored. All the soldiers who made meritorious service in the army were promoted, such as Li Hongji was promoted.

Being the General of Nanyang. Li Hongji was both happy and worried about this. He was very happy that he finally became a general of the general. He was worried that his garrison would become Nanyang in the future and he could not return to Heishan again. He was far from being in Nanyang.

Freedom on the grassland.

In the imperial edict, Zhu Youjian told Sun Chuanting to stay in Nanyang for the time being and preside over the reforms in Nanyang. He trained his troops and waited until the summer grain was harvested before sending troops to attack Huguang.

Sun Chuanting naturally had no objection to this. After several months of war, it consumed countless money and food. Fortunately, it was supported by Luoyang, Henan Prefecture, which had been under control, to fight to this point. However, Luoyang's food was almost used up and could not support the next game at all.
Chapter completed!