Meng Xiaomei affirmed: "Yes, sir, you just said it!"

Ouyang Bian laughed: "Oh, maybe I was wrong. Let's talk about the issue of working."

Meng Xiaomei shook her head firmly: "Sir, you must have said that if you don't talk about this, Aye and I will go back tonight."

Ouyang Bian looked struggling.

Meng Xiaomei thought she had grabbed Ouyang Bian's braid and smiled and said, "Sir, we can see the shortage of labor in various manufacturers today. I have a little counting. This gap is at the level of hundreds of thousands. Our Mengxiang tribe has 100,000 or 200,000 young and middle-aged men and women."

Ouyang Bian sighed and said, "Okay, the matter of settling down has been discussed, but it is not easy. After all, there are still some high-ranking officials in the court... You know, they are still afraid of foreign races.

Once the household registration is established, the foreign people can change their surnames. So do we still have to provide school for the children, do we still have to sell homesteads to build houses for you, and do we still have to sell land for you?

Now the development of Yongxing Jun Road is different from the past. This place will soon become the pearl of the Song Dynasty's industry. The land here will be worth every inch of land in the future. If one more person comes in, one more person will be divided. The civil servants and nobles in the court are all watching."

Meng Xiaomei's eyes shiny, and she turned around and said a long passage to Meng Chang in local dialect.

Meng Chang also replied in a chattering manner, and the grandfather and grandson seemed to be discussing, but later Meng Xiaomei seemed to convince Meng Chang.

Meng Xiaomei said: "Sir, our Mengxiang tribe can come to work, but you have to give us a guarantee."

Ouyang Bian hesitated and said, "Isn't it because I want you to settle down, right?"

Meng Xiaomei nodded firmly: "That's right, not only must we be qualified to settle down, but we must also be given priority to purchasing land and homesteads. Children should also be like Han children and can enter the school!"

Ouyang Bian looked angry and said, "Your Mengxiang tribe has hundreds of thousands of people. How can I explain to the court if you do this? Also, there are many people and mixed people. Once your mouth opens, other tribes will also ask for this. What will I do when I go!"

Meng Xiaomei said proudly: "That's what the adults do. When he was so young, he became a magistrate and could also write a post in the name of the magistrate. He must have a strong appeal in the court."

Ouyang Bian sat back on the chair in a daze, thought for a long time before saying bitterly: "You guys let me think about it, tomorrow, I will reply to you tomorrow."

Meng Xiaomei showed a sly smile on her face: "Then wait for good news for you!"

Meng Chang performed a Han cross-handed ceremony like Ouyang Bian: "I'm sorry."

Ouyang Bian sighed deeply and waved his hand.

The grandfather and grandson went out.

Ouyang Bian picked up the slightly cool tea, took a sip, and shook his head with a smile.

Lu Bing came in from outside and saw Ouyang Bian. He quickly asked, "Sir, how about it?"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "They will register tomorrow, no problem."

Lu Bing smiled and said, "Mengxiang tribe is the largest, so other tribes are staring at Mengxiang tribe. Once Mengxiang tribe relaxes, other tribes will rush to join."

Ouyang Bian smiled: "By the way, you should not publish the settlement, school, and homesteads. You should spread it quietly. You said that Meng Xiang's tribe forced me to agree to this condition, but he did not disclose it to others."

Lu Bing smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, these foreign people don't care about these people. The former magistrate gave land, money and food, and they were unwilling to submit. Now..."

Ouyang Bian shook his head: "You will naturally not cherish what you get easily. From now on, the household registration of the Song Dynasty is the most difficult household registration in the world. If you want to join the household registration of the Song Dynasty, you can take out your labor to exchange it!

If you want a household registration and change it to a Han surname, it is not that simple. If you change your Han surname casually in the future, you have to treat it as pretending to be a nationality of the Song Dynasty."

Lu Bing just thought Ouyang Bian was hysterical and just smiled.

Of course, Ouyang Bian still had to do what he told him.

Lu Bing quietly let the news spread.

The heads of the pheasant tribe, the cattle killer tribe, the Buya tribe, the Langwo, and the Zangwei tribe heard the news and immediately went to find Meng Chang from Mengxiang tribe.

Meng Chang asked the boss and couldn't help but feel a little panicked because he was afraid that the matter would spread, so he would not count the conditions they had negotiated hard.

The head of the pheasant tribe was straightforward as soon as they met: "Meng Chang, did you talk about the conditions with the Gyeongju Magistrate without hiding it?"

Meng Chang quickly denied: "No, nonsense, who cares about household registration, school, or homestead, don't frame me!"

Meng Xiaomei covered her face.

The heads of several major tribes laughed.

"Meng Chang, eating alone is not good. Although the Mengxiang tribe is not small, it may not be able to withstand the joint efforts of our tribes."

The head of the Buya tribe sneered and threatened.

Meng Chang looked at the sneer on the faces of others, and knew that if he didn't say anything, he would anger the public.

"Yes, we forced Ouyang Bian to agree to the future settlement of the migrant workers in Mengxiang's troops, the children's education, and the priority of buying land."

Meng Chang was also a bachelor, so when he saw that he could not hide it, he simply said it.

The head of the Buya tribe was a little surprised: "It will be fine soon after you surrender. Not only will there be land, but also food and money!"

Meng Chang sighed, "This magistrate will not give in. It is said that this place will develop soon. Every inch of land will be valuable, so how can I bear to give it to us foreigners?"

The head of the Buya tribe said angrily: "What kind of foreigners are we living here for generations, and we are also Song people!"

Meng Chang shook his head and said, "The Han people are the Song people. No matter how long we have been here, we are all foreigners."

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone fell silent.

This is a bit hurtful, but it is really the truth.

The Central Empire has always called the people around them barbarians. These people are the so-called barbarians. They seem to be arrogant, but in fact they are very inferior in their hearts.

The head man of the pheasant tribe pulled Meng Chang and said, "You said that the magistrate agreed to you?"

Meng Chang shook his head: "I will only know the news tomorrow, I guess I am still considering it."

The head of the pheasant tribe turned his head and walked out.

The others immediately reacted: "Let's go together, don't be more favorable than one or the other, we also want these rights!"

These people surrounded Ouyang Bian in a fierce manner, and the banking supervision guards were nervous and quickly mobilized their troops.

Zhe Jue, who led the team, shouted: "Stop, what do you want to do!"
Chapter completed!