In the panic of the night, someone pointed at Hua Jin and shouted,
"How do you hit someone?"
"Are you blind? Didn't you see that he hit me twice with stones?"
Hua Jin's phoenix eyes stared at the past.
I saw a person next to me start to encourage with a crackling mouth.
"I have already said that this little Princess Li is a snake-hearted person, so we might as well turn against her..."
He had been in the crowd encouraging people to rebel, and Hua Jin had noticed this man for a long time.
But this time, before the instigating man could finish speaking, his head was chopped off by Hua Jin.
The blood soared into the sky, and the round head rolled and rolled, falling at Hua Jin's feet.
She stepped on it and put the sword in her hand on her shoulder, looking like a copycat king.
"If you can talk it over, let's talk it over. If you don't want to talk it over, come on. I don't mind killing anyone today!"
"Demon Concubine! These are innocent civilians, you..."
Another man who always encouraged violent sieges jumped out and pointed at Hua Jin, trying to accuse her of killing innocent people.
But before he finished speaking, Hua Jin stabbed him with another sword, piercing his body.
The crowd was in an uproar and glared at Hua Jin, but they did not dare to try to provoke her again.
"Quiet, let's talk nicely and don't try to start any green forest uprising. The army in Beidi City is used to fight the Beirong people. The spears are not aimed at our own people."
Hua Jin stepped on the head with one foot, holding a gleaming sword in her hand, and looked at the dark refugees in front of her.
"Besides, you are coming to our northern land. We did not invite you here, nor did we drive you here. If you have any grudges or hatred, you should not face me. Instead, your attitude towards me should be
Better."
"After all, from today on, I am your food, clothing, and parent, and half the sky above your head."
As she spoke, she looked at a timid little beggar among the refugees in front of her.
"Kid, come here!"
This little beggar had a dirty face and no one cared about him. When Hua Jin called her, she shrank and looked left and right.
There were adults all around. They either glared at Hua Jin, or clenched their fists and said nothing. No one cared about her life or death at all.
So, the child looked at Hua Jin again, and she timidly took a step forward, trembling.
"Call me, Concubine." Hua Jin lowered her eyes and looked at the child.
The little girl looks about the same size as Yue'er, but due to long-term malnutrition, she looks much thinner and shriveled than Yue'er.
She bowed her head timidly,
"King, princess."
"Very good, you have to be obedient and don't resist. I don't like people who play naysayers!"
She waved her sleeves and told Wu Tian,
"Get some food and give this kid half a steamed bun."
Qian Hong had already prepared steamed buns on the city wall. He filled a large bamboo basket with a full basket of steamed buns and hung it from the city wall.
Wu Tian took a steamed bun, broke it in half, and gave half to the child.
The little girl's eyes were widened, and she didn't care about anything else. She just grabbed the steamed bun and gnawed it with her two black chicken claw-like hands.
Hua Jin ordered Wu Tian again,
"Take this child to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city and let her go to school. Zhuangzi will feed her."
Then he looked up at the refugees opposite,
"Children who have no father or mother, come out and kowtow to me. From now on, I will support you, send you to school, give you food and clothing, and ask your master to teach you martial arts."
The refugees in the dark night began to whisper again, and not many children were willing to come out. Only a few bolder children stood up.
Hua Jin looked at the children kneeling on the ground, kowtowing to her, raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and let the palace guards lead them away.
"This is the opportunity I have given you. If someone doesn't cherish it, there is nothing I can do about it."
"I like obedient children. Since no child has the courage, let's go to the next batch."
"Recently, the imperial concubine has a lot of farms in her hands. There is a shortage of people to take care of them and cultivate the land. If you are obedient among you, please come."
Because Li Yunqing recently went on a rampage against officials in Beidicheng, a large amount of Zhuangzi's property and various shops were seized from the homes of those officials whose homes were ransacked.
There are also many officials who took the initiative to hand over their farm shops.
Most of the fields are abandoned.
Because these officials did not intend to farm and open shops in the North, their purpose in coming to the North was to engage in mining here.
Therefore, these wastelands and huts are still being held by Hua Jin. It is better to find some people to take care of them and plant the land.
There was a lot of chatter among the refugees, and they began to discuss quietly.
Some people question Hua Jin,
"Who knows if you took us somewhere and killed us secretly."
"Your speech is unpleasant, my concubine's Zhuangzi will definitely not accept you!"
Hua Jin pointed her sword at this man. Yes, the situation was serious and she would not allow anyone to question her.
Those who questioned Hua Jin had their faces turn red and white. They scolded but did not dare to scold. If they questioned again, they would be afraid that they would be targeted by Hua Jin again, so they could only stand there and keep silent.
At this time, in the dark night, several sturdy men and women came out. One of the women held out her household registration text with both hands and said respectfully:
"Mother, my family would like to believe me. I used to farm in the countryside. I and the old man are full of strength, and my sons and daughters are also good at farming. Please give me a way to survive. My family will definitely help my mother."
Zhuangzi will take care of you."
"Wu Tian, collect the household registration document and sign the deed of sale."
Hua Jin ordered.
After collecting the household registration and signing the deed of sale, the woman's family became members of Prince Li's Mansion. From then on, the whole family was slaves of Prince Li's Mansion, and the children born in the woman's family were also considered to be children of Prince Li's Mansion.
It can be regarded as a kind of taking root.
The crowd burst into an uproar. To be honest, wasn't the purpose of fleeing north from the hinterland of Tianjing and leaving their hometown to find a place to put down roots?
Being a slave for a wealthy family means that even though you are helping the wealthy family manage the village, it still means you have a place and a land to farm, and the children you will have in the future will still be from the royal family.
This is equivalent to saying that it not only solves the problem of food, clothing, accommodation and employment for the whole family, but also solves the employment problem of the next generation and the next generation after that.
Immediately, a whole family of people who had come out to flee also jumped out, and the whole family knelt down towards Hua Jin.
"Your Majesty, please give me a way to survive. From now on, my whole family will be loyal to your Majesty and follow her lead."
"Wu Tian, collect the household registration, sign the deed of sale, and send it to Zhuangzi!"
Huajin kept recruiting people, and people kept dragging their families out.
In the crowd, those who dared to question Hua Jin gradually lost their voices. They seemed to have figured out something.
This little Princess Li is a soft-spoken woman. If you are tough, she will be tougher. If you are good, she will be even better.
She only wants those who obey me to prosper and those who go against me to perish. Anyone who goes against her, disobeys her or listens to her will not be given a chance to survive.
Yes, this little Princess Li is so overbearing and arbitrary.
Ever since Beidi City was completely conquered by Li Yunqing and a group of officials were killed, not a single official in Beidi City dared to stand up and accuse Hua Jin.
After a busy night, the full moon rose high, and all the villages under Huajin's name were filled with people with their families.
The number of slaves in her hands has increased by several digits.
But at the same time, those Zhuangzi are also taken care of, and the land on the Zhuangzi is also cultivated.