Mr. Xue Qi didn't ask for help. Since he knew there were scholars here, he couldn't let people raise their necks and look up at others.
What does that look like?
The city gate was opened, and General Xue Qi led the crowd to go out. Hengdao immediately stood in the middle, looking very majestic.
His eyes fell on Yan Huaiwen.
It has to be said that Lao Yan's skin is very good and his temperament is outstanding, so he is expected to be a good person.
Mr. Xue Qi couldn't sum it up in such elegant words, but this person looked not simple.
After a few sentences, the identities of Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan were revealed.
I checked their household registrations and it was even more conclusive.
"It turns out to be Yan Xiucai and Liang Tongsheng." Mr. Xue clasped his fists politely.
"I've heard that there are many bandits in Leshan Prefecture, but even the officialdom is not peaceful?"
Mr. Xue Qi was a little sad, saying that Guanzhou was not a good place because barbarians often invaded and looted it. He looked at the current Leshan Prefecture, which was not as good as Guanzhou.
Otherwise, why would the Leshan people come to them?
He thought of something and said sternly: "Your Majesty has given orders first. I, Guanzhou, will take in the disaster victims and they will be settled here."
Afraid that they would not be willing, he quickly explained the benefits: "After registering, the land will be divided according to the head of the family, five acres per person, and three months of rations. You can also get seeds from the Yamen, and you will be exempted from land tax for three years."
Yan Laoer was very excited when he heard this.
Is Guanzhou so good?
The little abacus in his heart started to change.
Based on the five acres of land per person, their family has six and a half people.
That half is still in the mother's belly. I don't know if it counts. If it doesn't count, I will lose five acres of land in one fell swoop.
Woohoo!
Yan Laoer’s heart ached!
Yan Huaiwen asked warmly: "After three years, I don't know how much the land tax will be? How many years will the corvee be? We are all neighbors, maybe we will be settled in the same place? Manshan and I still want to continue our business. Please ask Mr. Xue Qi, Guanzhou
Is there a famous academy and where is it located?"
Mr. Xue Qi: I feel embarrassed and want to pick my feet.
The academy in Guanzhou...
The famous ones must all be in Fucheng!
Where is it located? Ask him? Who does he ask?
"Officer's school, yes, official's school, our official school in Huju City is very good, hahaha, it has produced quite a few talented people!"
As soon as Mr. Xue Qi said those words, he regretted them so much.
Mother, not to mention the tigers in the city, there are countless scholars in Guanzhou Prefecture. Even a rough guy like him knows that the scholars in Guanzhou cannot be compared with the scholars in other big prefectures.
Not to mention the scholar, even the scholar is the best among the poor.
There are not many candidates in Guanzhou who dare to go to Beijing to take the exam. Why waste that money? You won’t be able to pass the exam anyway...
"We in Guanzhou only grow one season of grain a year. The land tax is not high and the corvee..." Mr. Xue Qi looked at Liang Tongsheng and said very sincerely: "It is definitely not as heavy as Leshan."
He chuckled and said, "Building city walls, digging ditches, paving roads and building houses are just ordinary things. People from outside Guanzhou have misunderstandings about us in Guanzhou. They think we force military service. It's all a misunderstanding. We only let people come and join us during our leisure time."
Train them, take care of their food and housing, and let them go when the time comes.
Our Guanzhou is too big. Beirong often come here, and occasionally Xirong will join in the fun. There are few soldiers in the guard station, and there will always be times when we can't take care of them. Please practice more with us, and the villagers can also protect themselves. If you really encounter a little
You can get a reward for killing these Tatars, and you get a sling of money for each head!"
After General Xue Qi finished speaking, he regretted it again!
They all want to slap themselves in the mouth.
They say that the Tatars can be scared away by paying a sling of money to their heads!
"Haha! There are not many opportunities like this. Our Huju has a strong army and a good location. It is not like Longxing, which faces the grassland where the Tatars graze. It is also not like Fengyang, which is connected to the land of three tribes. The situation is tense.
Being closest to Xizhou and relying on each other is the safest place, hahahaha!"
Yan Laoer: I believed your ghost.
Every year, people are allowed to go to the military camp to practice during the off-season. Good guy, who came up with this bad idea? It’s amazing!
Both house and eat, a group of hot-blooded men train together every day, and their relationship heats up rapidly!
After all these years, can I not have a deep affection for the military camp?
If we catch up with the Beirong attacks a few more times, there will be casualties in Paoze. The hot-blooded man must not rush up screaming!
Routine!
What a deep routine!
"If you want to live together, that's no problem! We don't have anything else in Huju City, we have plenty of land..."
Several people understood it.
General Xue wanted them to stay in Huju City.
Not to mention that they would rather go to Yongning. Even if Yongning fails, there will still be a good harvest. If Changping is not an option, the three border towns of Guanzhou are not within their consideration range at all.
"General Xue Qi, where can I apply for registration? What's the point?" Yan Huaiwen asked kindly.
General Xue Qi was shocked!
Is this, do you feel his enthusiasm?
His tone immediately became a little more eager, and he said: "Haha, you can go to the government office in the city to get it done. The eldest gentleman's surname is Tian, and I know him well. Just wait, I will tell people to inform the lord Tian, and I will ensure that everything is properly arranged for you.
,a ha ha ha!"
Seeing that someone was about to leave, Yan Laoer became anxious and kept winking at Lao Yan.
But unexpectedly, Mr. Xue Qi, who was about to leave, suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Look at me, I forgot to say that.
Don't worry, since the grain is abundant, Changping not only gives little land, but also requires money to settle down.
Yongning is the capital city, which is even more outrageous. Guess what, regardless of the division of land or land, registration costs ten taels of silver, one person, ten taels! Tsk tsk!
We in Huju City will not follow their example. We are all in trouble. Why do we have the nerve to accept money from you? We don’t want money. Don’t worry, we don’t have to give it to a big man.
If there is any evil person who dares to ask for your registration money, just come to me and see if Grandpa Xue doesn’t smash it and his hair will blossom...
Oh, by the way, we have set up a porridge shack at the gate of the city to provide porridge in the morning and evening. You people will have to suffer for a few days and live in the shack set up outside the city for three days. After three days, someone will take you to resettle you."
After saying that, General Xue Qi hurriedly found someone to return to the city, and every word shouted in that loud voice fell clearly into their ears.
Not to mention the excitement in his tone.
Village Chief Luo had been holding back his words, and then he whispered: "I'm a good boy, I want ten taels of silver per person!"
Uncle An subconsciously touched the money bag he had hidden on his body.
"You can't go to Fucheng. There will be nothing left after you settle down!"
Village Chief Luo was convinced, "If we don't allocate land, how can we farmers do anything without land?"
Uncle An also nodded: "There are two other cities with little land. I wonder what kind of land this city provides? Is it good for planting or not?"
"Forget about the best farmland. It would be nice if one acre of the five acres of land is middle-grade farmland." Village Chief Luo said.
The two old men talked about five acres of land and five acres of land. They were obviously dazzled by the Huju City's registration policy, and they already had a bias in their hearts.
Yan Laoer came closer to Lao Yan and asked in a low voice: "Brother, is this the 'specialty' you are asking about? Do I need to pay money when I register?"
