On the ruins of Xiangshan County Government.

At this time, the county government no longer existed, and was completely destroyed by the fire and turned into ruins. There were ruins everywhere, and beams and pillars burned into coke were piled up on the ground. The smell of burnt wood was filled with the air.

Ning Dengyun stood on the ruins and saw some people pointing at him not far away.

Now that the yamen has been destroyed, Ning Dengyun was hung on the city tower by the soldiers of Jinghaiwei for two days, and she was hanging on the city tower, which really lost all her face for decades of being an official. She also said that she was a second-class Jinshi, but she didn't expect that she would encounter such a shameful scandal when she was fifty or sixty years old.

Now that the yamen is gone, the people are not afraid of themselves when they see that they are so ugly. Even if they stand here, the people dare to give advice and discuss.

How can you bear it?

Even the clerks and yamen runners looked down on themselves. They came back from Zhaoqing's complaint and returned without success. The clerks and yamen runners all avoided themselves like ghosts.

These lowly officials have very simple thoughts. Now they are obviously in a position to defend Qin Zhao, and the county magistrate goes to Zhaoqing to complain to him, and he wants to fight with Qin Zhao to the death. At this time, who follows Ning Dengyun, isn’t it just a difficult situation with Qin Zhan Guard?

After this riot, no one in Xiangshan County dared to make things difficult for Qin Shou.

Ning Dengyun sighed.

What else can this county magistrate do?

Ning Dengyun groped in the ruins and searched for a long time, and finally found the jade-carved seal of the magistrate.

Ning Dengyun took out a foot of cloth from his arms and searched in the ruins to find a solid wall. He sealed a bag of county magistrates and hung it on the wall.

He had no intention of handing over to the next county magistrate, and Ning Dengyun wanted to hang the seal and leave.

After sighing, Ning Dengyun took off his official robe and hung it on the broken wall.

He changed into a straight-fitting outfit, carried a package, and walked outside the ruins of the yamen to wait for his family.

The slaves had already fled and dispersed, leaving only one wife and one concubine, and a young girl waiting for him.

I have three sons in my hometown and three family businesses, which together have 2,000 acres of fertile land.

I wonder if my sons can respect me, an old man who has lost his official position?

Taking his family, he walked towards his hometown in the north.

...

Qin Zhao sat in the garrison hall and took a sip of this year's new tea.

The juren Wang Yuan knelt in front of Qin Zhao and kept kowtowing to Qin Zhao.

"Governor Guardian!"

"The Guardian should not kill me. I will do my best to help the Guardian and repay the Guardian for not killing."

Qin Zhao smiled and said, "Indeed, Ye Bin and Xing Fu are both dead. You are the only three juren who contributed to my Qinjia Village. But don't be afraid, the reason why they died was because they were fighting against me. Since you have remorseful and no longer fight against me, I have no reason to kill you."

Wang Yuan's legs were trembling when Qin Zhao said it, and he kept kowtowing to the ground, gradually bleeding from his forehead.

Qin Zhao waved his hand and signaled Wang Yuan to stop.

Qin Zhao said: "But now there is no county magistrate in Xiangshan County, so I can only take charge of Xiangshan's affairs. The first thing I do is land tax and donation. Since you have awakened, you should return all the land you donated to the original villagers, and don't collect land rent from them anymore."

Wang Yuan was stunned and knelt on the ground and said, "Governor, there are various names and thousands of kinds of land that have been presented. There are unruly people who offer other people's fields and disputed land. It is very difficult to return it safely."

Qin Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "You are naturally extremely smart. You know the temper of this official, so you must be fair and order."

Wang Yuan cried and said, "Master, what will Wang Yuan eat in the future?"

Qin Zhao frowned and said, "I didn't confiscate you in the past. What are your concerns? Now you and Ye Bin and Xing Fu family's investment land are done like this, and in the future, the entire Xiangshan County's investment land will also be done like this. Don't bargain."

Wang Yuan was so scared that he was sweating coldly when he heard Qin Zhao say that he had confiscated the words he had obtained before.

Qin Zhao waved his hand and said, "You can do it yourself. If you do it well, I will naturally not waste time with you. If you do it poorly, I will take the head of your neck."

Wang Yuan was so scared that he continued to kowtow on the floor regardless of the broken skin on his forehead.

Qin Zhao waved his hand and let him go down.

...

A group of people from Qinjia Village surrounded Qin Laosan’s fields.

There were also some gong and drummers invited by Qin Laosan, and the suona players were waiting there, just waiting for the water from the water drainage canal to flow down, and then they began to gong and drum to celebrate.

Qin Laosan can afford to be the gongs and drums. His younger brother Qin Laosi works for the garrison in the sofa workshop, and he has two taels a month. Qin Laosi has not gotten married yet and is only seventeen years old. As the saying goes, his elder brother is like his father. Qin Laosi put all the money he earns with his elder brother Qin Laosan. He just waited to save enough thirty taels and built three brick houses at the east end of the village to marry a wife.

So Qin Laosan has some money.

Today is a happy day, so Qin Laosan took out some to invite someone to come and have fun.

Qin Zhao was also standing in the team waiting for the water to be opened to the canal. Although the people of Qinjia Village respected Qin Zhao, they were not afraid of him. There were many people standing beside Qin Zhao at this time, some of whom stood close to Qin Zhao, and were not intimidated by Qin Zhao's official and were far away.

However, the ten personal guards around Qin Zhao were a little nervous. With so many people in a chaotic scene, they were afraid that they would come in and hinder the guard.

Fortunately, everyone here is from Qinjia Village and is loyal.

Everyone waited for a quarter of an hour and saw the gurgling water flowing from the canal.

Qin Laosan ran with his feet on the irrigation canal with water flowing, and shouted, "It's coming! The water is coming!"

"The water is coming!"

Finally, Qin Laosan followed the water flow and ran to the edge of the canal and jumped out of the canal.

"As soon as he landed, the water flow from the canal poured into the ten acres of land that Qin Laosan had rented."

The water flow was quite large, with at least four or five faucets, which immediately flooded a large area of ​​land next to the field.

These irrigation water flows are all drawn from the water wheels sixty meters away from the water canal.

"There's water!"

"Arita!"

The people of Qinjia Village were excited to see that Qin Zhao's waterwheel was really useful. They all said that they were going to live a good life now, so they hugged each other excitedly, laughing and thrilling.

Another child ran back and forth on the ridge of the field, raising his arms high like an adult: "There is water!"

Qin Laosan stepped happily in the watery field with barefoot, shouting loudly: "Where is the gong and drum? Where is the suona? Beat it!"

Suddenly the musical instruments sounded, and there was an incomparable celebration.

More farmers working around were attracted to watch Qin Laosan's fun.

How could Qin Laosan not be happy? As soon as the new field was opened, his arable land area changed from four acres to fourteen acres. Although it was a little tired, based on the yield of one acre and two seasons of rice, taking the land rent out, ten acres of guards' new field can bring Qin Laosan a 15-stone grain income.

What is the concept of fifteen stones of grain? A farmer can only eat one stone of grain a year if he eats it openly. It is forty-five stones of grain to be exchanged for silver. How much cloth can he exchange for? How many bricks and tiles? How much fish?

Not only Qin Laosan can get such benefits, but everyone in Qinjia Village can get such new fields. Even in the future, all the people of Xiangshan County can get such treatment.

The people of Qinjia Village danced and celebrated the upcoming good days.

I've really sent it now.

Countless people rushed to Qin Zhao and kowtowed to Qin Zhao.

Qin Zhao laughed loudly.
Chapter completed!