A large courtyard in Dongguan City was already full of people.

When Fang woke up at the door, he happened to see a team of men and women being driven into the yard.

"Brother."

The one guarding the courtyard was Baihu Xia Chunqiu. He came over to salute and stood up and said, "My uncle, there are already fifteen families, and the room is not enough."

Fang Xing nodded, and when he went in, he saw that the team of men and women were standing in the front yard just now, and they went over to sign up one by one.

"Brother, it's the Huang family. This family has strong resistance and a brother is seriously injured."

"Resist intense?" Fang Xing's eyes flashed slightly with murderous aura, and then he arrived at the registration table.

The minor official who was registering these people quickly stood up, Fang Xing sat in his seat, staring at the middle-aged man behind and asked, "Huang Yiren?"

The man's face was a little bruised and he knelt down and said, "The youngest is Huang Yiren, the adult, the Huang family has been kind for generations, and there is no..."

"Didn't there be any bad records?"

Huang Yiren nodded: "Sir, that's right, before dawn today, these officers and soldiers rushed into the small home and slashed and slashed at the small home, the small one..."

"Shut up!"

Fang Xing took a piece of paper from the little official's hand and looked at it. Fang Xing sneered: "Then do you mean we are wronging you?"

Huang Yiren dared not speak, and the men and women were so scared that they trembled all over.

"Bang!"

Fang Xing slapped the table and said angrily: "More than 100 swords and guns, twenty bows, three armored clothes, and Huang Yiren, is this your kindness?"

"grown ups!"

Huang Yiren walked a few steps on his knees and looked up and said, "The little one is just to protect himself!"

"Self-protect?"

Fang Xing said disdainfully: "You are protecting yourself in Jiaozhou Prefecture? Then what are you afraid of? Hum?"

The little official also shouted: "There are officers and soldiers in Jiaozhou Prefecture, and your family is still protecting themselves. I think they want to take the opportunity to rebel!"

"I dare not! I dare not..."

Huang Yiren shouted in tears, and Fang Xing waved his hand in disgust: "Take it, and the whole family grows sugarcane."

Xia Chunqiu became anxious when he heard this and said, "Sir, there is a woman!"

I'll go! A bunch of guys who want to be a wife!

Fang Xing confessed that if a man is characterized as a rebellious person, a woman must work and wait for distribution.

There are seven women in the Huang family, three of whom are daughters, and they look pretty good, and the other four are Huang Yiren's wife and concubine.

Thinking of the immigrants who arrived soon, Fang Xing said compassionately: "Forget it, you should have beheaded your family, but God has the virtue of living. Your Majesty has repeatedly said that he should kill less and persuade more. Then men will send them to plant sugarcane, and women... go to do some washing, sewing and tidying work, and take them away."

Huang Yiren thought that his family would be killed, but when he heard that he was just going to plant sugarcane, his whole body became soft and the whole family hugged his head and cried bitterly.

"Sir, if the adults do not dislike the little girl Pu Liu's posture, the little girl is willing to serve the adults."

One of Huang Yiren's daughters suddenly looked at Fang Xingfu's body and exposed the whiteness and tenderness in her chest to Fang Xing's eyes.

The other two immediately reacted and followed suit, saying that they were willing to serve them before they woke up.

Although I don’t know Fang Xing’s identity, I saw that the people around me were respectful, so I had to be a magistrate.

Even if you can only be a concubine, it is better than being arranged to be a wife to those soldiers.

Three pairs of scorching eyes, three young girls.

Fang Xing said expressionlessly: "Go down!"

"grown ups……"

Fang Xing looked pretty good, and even Huang Yiren's four wives and concubines were moved. For a moment, the soft voices made Fang Xing, who had been in a state of ease for a long time, feel a little embarrassed.

"Drive away!"

Fang Xing bent down and retreated in a panic. Several soldiers came over and the bayonet lit up, and then he controlled several women whose eyes were shining.

"grown ups……"

Big girl!

Fang Xing was furious and told him: "Women from wealthy families are not allowed to be the wife of Han people, but only as concubines."

These women have relatively many experiences. If the wind blows around the pillow frequently, there may be some hidden dangers.

The women in the Huang family didn't know that it was because of their noisy that Fang Xing decided the fate of the wealthy women.

After the Huang family was taken away crying, Fang Xing asked, "Has the person who took action caught?"

Xia Chunqiu looked at the women's distant figures and licked his lips and said, "Wang Jianjun said he wanted to make those rebels afraid, so he hung the man at the gate of the city."

"Well, this matter was handled well."

After Fang Xing looked here, he had to set out to welcome the immigrants immediately.

In order to let these immigrants feel the importance of both military and political aspects, Fang Xing and Huang Fu went out to greet the city when they were two miles away from the city.

After the two met at the city gate, Huang Fu said with a strange expression: "Dehua, the professor sent by the Ministry of Rites is here too."

Well!

Fang Xingneng thought that Lu Zhen must be tying his own villain at home now.

The two of them were waiting at the door, with several rows of large pots next to them, with broth and steaming steamed buns. The steamed buns were piled into hills in the basket.

"The scout is here!"

Several scouts rushed over quickly and reported, "Brother, Lord Huang, the immigrant has arrived."

Fang Xing put down his telescope and ordered: "Beat the gongs and drums, let the women come over quickly."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, a crowd of people came from afar.

More than a hundred girls holding wild flowers in their hands, smiling, ready to welcome guests from afar.

"More than five thousand people." Huang Fu came over and whispered: "There are all no wives."

"It's better not to have a wife!"

Fang Xing looked at the crowd getting closer and closer and couldn't help but smile and said, "We can make arrangements without a wife. Who is willing to leave then?"

The immigrants are all men, and only a very small number of them are carrying children. These are bachelors with dead wives. This time, I heard that Jiaozhi not only has low food tax, but also has a distribution of his wife, so I thought about coming and taking a look.

Apart from the official position, who cares about whether you have a wife or not?

Can a woman who is an official match be married?

Either they are ugly or flawed.

I heard that Jiaozhi women are capable and are good at home and fields, which attracted these bachelors from the Ming Dynasty.

The population of the Ming Dynasty gradually grew at this time. Because of the permission to take concubines, some men faced the fate of being a bachelor for the rest of their lives.

These people were covered in dirt, but their clothes looked clean.

Talent!

Fang Xing looked at the officials who were walking over and smiled.

Being able to know how to change clothes before entering the city means that they understand the problem.

What Fang Xing hates the most is those old-fashioned scholars who don’t know anything and do things in a straightforward way, making people want to go crazy.

"Xinghe Bo."

After meeting Huang Fu, the leading officials of the Ministry of Rites and Huang Fu, they walked to Fang Xing's side and bowed to greet him.

"Wen Shengzhai, the doctor of the Xiaguan Ministry of Rites, is a good friend of Lu Fei."

Some parts of the black face have begun to shed, their eyes are bright and their hair is messy.

Fang Xing bowed as soon as he heard this, "That's his own person. But you were implicated by Lu Fei. Did he give him good?"

I guess no one from the Ministry of Etiquette is willing to come to Jiaozhi to send immigration and professors.

Lu Fei is a thorn in Lu Zhen's eyes, and Wen Shengzhai must have been angry with him.

Wen Shengzhai smiled heartily and said, "I went there once before leaving. Brother Lu felt guilty and just gave the family's magic medicine to avoid miasma."

"Can you return peace all the way?"

The northern part of Jiaozhi has basically stabilized, but there are still some rebellious remnants who are hiding from the attacks of officers and soldiers in the mountains and forests.

Wen Shengzhai whispered: "Seventeen people died, and more than fifty people were in the car, all of whom were not suitable for the local environment."

Seventeen people!

Even Ru Fang Xing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing that only seventeen people had died.

"The conditions here are not bad, just be well prepared."

Fang Xing explained a few words and saw a group of men in Confucian robe surrounding Huang Fu. One of the old men was talking to Huang Fu, and his tone seemed a little excited.
Chapter completed!