In Dengzhou, ships filled the ports that were not large. Countless people were under the supervision of Eastern Mongolian soldiers, walking towards the ships along the unstable wooden bridge.

Huang Shiren is also a member of these immigrant army!

Although according to the propaganda of the Eastern Mongols, they would not be demoted to Munu after being sent to Liaodong. Not only that, the Eastern Mongol government also accounted for dictating land, and both men and women would obtain their own land. Even if they were unwilling to farm, they could still actively make a request to the government for work. However, out of fear of the Mongols, many people still found it difficult to believe that the Mongolians who came across the sea would be so kind.

Therefore, most people are resistant! Even Huang Shiren, who was recruited as a accountant by Huitong Trading Bank in advance, was also wary and doubtful about the propaganda of the Eastern Mongolians.

Unfortunately, in today's world, many choices are no longer allowed! Thinking back on the Huangjiazhuang and when the familiar villagers on the battlefield die one by one, he can only sigh.

"June Huang, is it really you?" Just as Huang Shiren stepped onto the deck, a man with a slightly bent back suddenly shouted at him with a look of surprise.

"Huangtuozi?" Seeing his fellow villager, Huang Shiren also showed some surprise, "Why are you on this boat?" After leaving Huangshanguan Town, which became a battlefield, they were investigated and registered one by one by the people who were allegedly the Eastern Mongolia Immigration Department. Because Huang Shiren had studied and passed the exam for the title of Juren, he was favored by three major commercial banks and official workshops.

After a rough understanding, he finally chose Huitong Trading Company. Now he boarded the ship, but went to Eastern Mongolia to attend the accounting training of the merchants. He said that when he became familiar with the internal affairs of Huitong Trading Company, he would probably send him back to Shandong.

After hearing Huang Shiren's experience, Huang Tuozi couldn't help but envy: "Hey! I can't compare to Huang Juren. In the past, I only herded cattle for the owner of the farm to earn some rice and grain. After hearing that I let the cows go to Beijing for the first breeding workshop to raise cattle. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back to Laizhou in this life."

It is hard to leave the hometown! It is hard to leave the hometown! Only when you really separate will you know what it feels like. Huang Shiren had to express his gratitude and comfort him: "Shangjing is a good place. I heard that it is the capital of Eastern Mongolia. A few decades ago, that place is still one of the five capitals of the Jin people. If you can go there to raise cattle, it can be considered as being at the foot of the emperor, and you will be smearing with the dragon energy!"

"Hehe! I have read books and I speak so nicely." Huang Tuozi's sadness in his heart also subsided a lot. Compared to Zhuangzi, which had been destroyed, going to Shangjing in Eastern Mongolia could not be a new beginning.

Just as the two were chatting, the sound of horns came, and suddenly there was a loud howl on the boat, but the boat was driving. The fishy sea breeze seemed to be stronger, making Huang Shiren's eyes a little inexplicably sore.

On land, Lin Shixian was crowded in the crowd, listening to the crying gradually fading from the boat, and couldn't help but feel empathy. Unlike those immigrants who could choose their jobs freely, their Linjiazhuang belonged to the village where their homes were confiscated by Eastern Mongolia. Politically, they belonged to an unreliable type of people.

Therefore, they did not have a small range of choices. Those who had no skills had only choices to farm or grazing. If they had skills, they followed the arrangements of the government and were sent to various workshops or business stores. Lin Shixian had studied books, but unfortunately they didn't even pass the county examination. In addition, after the world's chaos, he felt that strengthening the force in the village was the way to protect himself, so he didn't even look at the ones who made people dizzy.

The result is that even if he is a teacher, he is not qualified. Because he can't even recognize the most basic common Chinese characters!

Finally, he chose to farm in front of two options: farming and grazing.

"Master, I heard from the Mongolian official that we divided the land in Longjiang Province in the far north. There are old forests in that place. If people run in, they may never get out again. But our family wants to farm there. Why is his life crying like this?" As he said that, Lin Shixian's third concubine couldn't help crying.

"Shut up! I'm crying, it makes me dizzy!" Lin Shixian stopped angrily and said, "It's good to survive if you have the fate. What else can I choose? If Longjiang is like Linjiazhuang, will we allocate twenty acres of land for each of us?!" In Laizhou, twenty acres of land are considered a small landlord's wealth. But in Eastern Mongolia, as long as you farm, each male can be assigned twenty acres of land. Not only that, women are also qualified to divide land. Although only men are ten acres, it is not a small amount. Even children under fourteen years old can be assigned five acres of land.

The amount of such a cultivated land is within a radius of hundreds of miles of Linjiazhuang. No ordinary people can achieve it.

"Ke-Ke's family doesn't want to learn the style of the village women. They work all day long in the fields and their faces are yellow." My concubine is from Yidu Yingchunyuan. She was born as a singer. Last year, she was attracted by Lin Shixian, so she helped her redeem her life and bought a farm. She is used to being generous on weekdays, and she never thought about going to the fields to do farm work.

"Bastard!" Lin Shixian said furiously: "It's time, and I'm still saying these sarcastic words!" With a snap, he slapped the concubine hard.

"Master! Since Hu Qinshuang left Zhuangzi, he has been having sex with the Mongolian officials. Now, he has said these gossips, so he may have other thoughts." Zhou, the wife on the side, saw her concubine being beaten, and she quickly fanned the flames, thinking that she could vent her depression that had been condemned in the past.

"Bitch!" Hearing this, Lin Shixian cursed fiercely and was about to beat him again.

But I knew that the concubine suddenly rushed out of the long queue, rushed to the nearest official, and begged, crying and begging: "Help, I'll hit someone! I'll be beaten to death."

Lin Shixian hurried over and saw the concubine hiding behind the official rank, and was both angry and anxious.

He hurriedly said, "This official, that woman is my slut. I had an argument just now, and so there was a dispute."

"Sir, I am just the concubine whom this man bought home. He beat and scolded me on weekdays, but he really doesn't act as a son. Now, thanks to the rescue of all the adults of Eastern Mongolia, and I am also lucky to know your official missionary Wang Zhouzheng. I thought that I would join hands with him for the rest of my life. But this man didn't want to let me leave, so he beat and scolded me."

"Wang Zhouzheng? It seems that he just made a contribution in Huangshanguan Town a while ago, right?"

"It should be him?"

When everyone heard my concubine talk about the appearance of King Zhouzheng, everyone believed it a little.
Chapter completed!