In spring, the earth wakes up from the cold winter, and the old grass and trees that have been cut by people sprout wild and vigorous buds. f↗ Without artificial cultivation, they grow under the care of wind, rain and sunshine.
Under the light, it grows. There is an endless sea of green all over the field, setting off red, white, yellow, purple... all kinds of wild flowers. A moist breeze blows, and the rich smell of pollen and grass is directed towards
People's hearts are filled with pain. No matter who they are, they will open their mouths wide and breathe deeply in, feeling intoxicated and refreshed as if they were drinking nectar.
"This is our family's farmland." Old Sun opened his cotton-padded jacket and pointed at the cultivated land in front of him, calling to his family, "Come here for 50 acres this year. We will apply for it next year depending on the situation."
As spring approaches, the refugees in the north begin to apply for land and move out of big towns. Farm tools and seeds are registered and distributed by the government. The refugees can receive rations from the government at the rate of one kilogram of grains per person per day. These are all borrowed from the government.
, there are also banks that issue small loans with a repayment period of five years and no interest. On a village-by-village basis, some mules and horses are also allocated and used uniformly to improve production efficiency.
Various taxes may be reduced or postponed. In short, the purpose is to give the refugees some time to stabilize social order and to reduce the financial burden in the shortest possible time.
Of course, while the government has introduced various policies to benefit the people, it also has various rigid regulations. What crops to plant are decided by the government; for every ten acres of land, half an acre must be planted with alfalfa, and when the alfalfa is mature and dried, it will be used as this year's land tax.
Under such rigid regulations, Northland will not grow a single wheat north of the Yellow River this year. Apart from sweet potatoes, potatoes, pumpkins and corns. The promotion of high-yielding and drought-tolerant crops can minimize the impact of the climate.
, I will never work hard for a year and get nothing.
Living standards are improving step by step. Eat well first and then eat well. The government has done its best to achieve this. For the people in the North, these policies are enough to relieve them from suffering.
They couldn't be more excited.
Having your own fields is the greatest hope and dream of farmers. And farmers were the largest social class at that time. The war destroyed the original order and ownership. During the redistribution, the survivors will naturally enjoy the victory.
Welfare.
"But it doesn't belong to our family yet!" The old woman liked it in her heart, but she deliberately said, "I borrowed it from the government, and I have to pay taxes for several years before this land belongs to our family!"
"That's not very difficult!" Old Sun rolled his eyes at the old woman and said, "Don't forget, we are military dependents, and now we have ten acres of land that belongs to our family. We can't pay much tax on the rest."
"Dad, I think our family has applied a little less." The eldest brother looked around, saw the problem, and pointed out: "If you want to apply again next year, it won't be the same, and we may not be able to arrange it very far.
It’s troublesome to cultivate the place.”
We will first relocate to important transportation areas and around large and medium-sized towns, and then gradually relocate to remote places. This is the unified plan of the government. You apply for one piece, and I apply for one piece. Naturally, it is impossible to reserve open space around the fields for future claims.
, what the boss said is indeed true.
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it." Old Sun shook his head. No one knew what kind of harvest this year would be. The more you want, the more you pay.
Nothing can be perfect, so that the refugee cultivators in the North can have their own land and have hope and hope to resume their lives as soon as possible. No government in history has done better than now. You know, this is before the Tartars are destroyed and the war is not over.
It was a policy introduced under the situation of cessation. In the late Ming Dynasty, the situation was similar when Emperor Chongzhen was in power, but it was just adding more taxes, adding more taxes, and adding more taxes, but no matter how many people starved to death. In the end, both ends were not done well, and the Tartars
The Ming Dynasty was prosperous, the people rose up in droves, and the two groups joined forces to destroy the Ming Dynasty.
It can also be seen from this that Zhu Yongxing's political thinking has completely changed. He would rather slow down the war than fix the internal problems first.
The Northland is busy and busy, and officials transferred from the academy and the south have all received vacancies. Can they not uphold the holy will and work conscientiously? This rebuilding of ruins is a good time to gain political achievements; the people also have hope.
He Pantou is busy settling down and doing spring plowing and production.
As for Nanjing, which is about to end its status as the capital, it is also experiencing the last few major events. One of them is the imperial examination, which is proceeding at an extraordinary speed, and the results will be released soon. Today, it is the hall of Jinshi
Prequel to The Days of Lu.
Zhu Yongxing changed the time of the morning court, which was a series of reactions. According to the rules of the ancestors, the Jindian Chuanlu should start at five drums in the morning, but now it has been changed to around eight in the morning.
Because Beidi has newly reopened, there are not many candidates, or many people are temporarily ineligible because of their rebellion. Therefore, Enke's 240 Jinshi this time is different from the previous 360 top three Jinshi.
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These new scholars were led by the Chief of the Ministry of Rites, with the number one scholar at the top, followed by the second brother, the third best scholar, and other 240 top three scholars in the palace examination. They walked in through the Meridian Gate with jumbled footsteps, and saw the towering hall in the distance, and the imperial forest sergeants on both sides of the road.
All of them stood like nails with their chests raised and sabers hanging from their waists.
The new "nobles" were all stunned for a moment, and even their steps slowed down. People were nervous, excited and solemn. They seemed to have felt the solemnity and royal style of the Nine Heavenly Tower system before they even stepped onto the platform of the main hall.
Sen Su.
The Chief of the Ministry of Rites brought the Jinshi to the front of the hall and signaled to stop - this was explained repeatedly yesterday, so without saying a word, everyone stopped with a gesture. The Jinshi said nothing and stared at the main hall.
, imagining the upcoming favors and honors, feeling grateful that ten years of hard work in a lonely window had finally come to fruition, my heart was pounding, and I couldn’t taste it.
After a short time, the Minister of Rites carefully exited the hall, walked to the south, stood in front of everyone, and said loudly: "According to the Holy Order!"
"Long live!"
The Jinshis knelt on the ground in black crows, so silent that they couldn't even hear a cough.
The Minister of Rites said: "The fourth Jinshi Ding Mohua will sing his name and pass it on to see the holy face!"
"Wei Chen accepts the decree!" Ding Mohua climbed out on his knees, kowtowed to the main hall, took the list handed over by the Minister of Rites with both hands, stood up and bowed to the main hall, then turned around and called out loudly, "Liu Jiying, Chen Shao,
Wang Zhengnan..." His voice was a little trembling, but after reading more than twenty names, it became natural.
This is the biography in front of the palace. After the roll call, the first champion, with the second-place pick, bowed and filed in. He lowered his head and knelt solemnly at the place designated by the female official in the palace. It took a long time to get it right. People waited with bated breath.
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