Follow the prince, you will have land, a house, and a woman!

Follow the prince and enjoy the hot and spicy food.

Follow the prince and have money...

Follow the prince...

Anyway, following the prince will bring endless benefits!

There is no need for verbal deception, no need for close friendship, no need to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, just give them money and betroth women to them, and then naturally, everyone will become the prince's supporters willingly.

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This support comes from the heart.

From the first day of February, notices were posted in the camp informing everyone of the Crown Prince's arrangements, and voices of gratitude to the Crown Prince could not be heard. Of course, gratitude is gratitude, and some things always require them to do it individually, such as dividing the land.

, you have to build your own house.

As a soldier with meritorious service, Yu Xiaobao naturally became the first batch of soldiers to be betrothed to a wife. Although it was a bit sudden, the reality of the prince's matchmaking still made him feel like there was smoke coming out of his ancestral grave... Even though he was assigned

The land is more than a hundred miles away from his hometown.

But now, I really don’t care about that much anymore.

"From today on, this is my Yu family's land!"

Standing at the entrance of the village with his brothers, Yu Xiaobao stared at a piece of land with the word "Yu Xiaobao" on it, and said to himself rather proudly.

"100 acres! A full 100 acres!"

Ding Dali beside him murmured.

The fanaticism shown in those eyes is the Chinese people's fanaticism for land since their bones. Even if there are constant famines in the north, the land can still be cultivated. What's more, each of them has been given 100 acres of land, even if it is

They are content with one hundred acres of dry land.

"Come on, let's see how successful you all are. Hurry up to the village. Let's build the house a few days earlier and marry the mother-in-law a few days earlier..."

As soon as the mother-in-law was mentioned, the eyes of these men immediately burst out with enthusiasm and yearning, and even their steps became much faster.

Finally, the group of people arrived at the entrance of the village. The ruins of the ruins that caught their eyes made them stunned for a moment. The joy on their faces turned a little solemn. Especially when they saw the bodies floating in the river near the entrance of the village, their eyes burst out with unforgettable expressions.

of hatred.

"Damn Jiannu!"

"Sooner or later, one day, all the slaves in the world must be sent to see the King of Hell..."

While venting their hatred, they did not walk towards the village, but found tools and fished out all the corpses from the river.

Because of the cold weather and ice, most of these corpses did not rot. They were men, women, old and young. Then they were busy digging tombs to bury these former villagers. Although they could only bury them hastily, they still couldn't.

It is considered to be buried in peace. Even if many people are buried together, it is better than leaving corpses in the wilderness and being bitten by wild dogs...

Such a scene is taking place in the villages and towns around Jinan. A city, town and village with a prosperous population has turned into an uninhabited ghost village during the massacre by the Qing army. The young people who were allocated the land, while moving the village and surrounding areas,

Their bodies were buried, and their new home was rebuilt using the bricks and tiles among the ruins among the ruins.

All materials are readily available. Although there are many houses in the northern countryside that are half brick and half earth, because there are few people living in the village, there are enough bricks among the ruined walls, and the houses are often

It often only takes a few days of work by dozens of people to build new buildings on old foundations, and dozens of small farmhouses with three main houses and two side houses have been erected on the ruins of the past.

After eight days of busy work, Yu Xiaobao took out the pipe and pot leisurely as he looked at the brand new village in front of him. He sat at the entrance of the village and stared at the village in front of him, his eyes full of longing.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ding Dali followed him and sat on the stone mill.

"Whatever you think, I think too!"

What else can you think about?

They were all men, so naturally they started chatting quickly, talking about their desire for women, their expectations for a healthy life in the future, and even more about the wife's appearance, body shape, etc.

They had enough, but it was a pity that they didn't have any wine, otherwise, they would probably drink several bowls of wine to celebrate the coming of the good day.

Even though he was drunk, Yu Xiaobao was still thinking about boiling water for a bath.

But he would never say it. He was too embarrassed to say that he didn't want his woman to see him dirty at first glance. People are always full of all kinds of expectations for a good life.

Good times are coming.

Men will look forward to it, and women will also be full of longing for it.

At night, Cui'er was lying on the bunk bed. She couldn't help but once again imagine the appearance of the man who matched her horoscope. Would he be young or older, and what would he look like? Is he fair or dark?

There was also his temper, in short, all kinds of imaginations were flashing in her mind.

In the end, the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep. I tossed and turned in bed.

"Tui'er, you can't sleep?"

"Sister Yu, can you fall asleep?"

In fact, no one could sleep in the tent. Finally, the women in the tent all sat up, and they even pretended to rub their feet. The most uncomfortable thing during the day's training was their feet.

While rubbing the soles of my feet, I chatted with my sisters.

In the end, they even quietly took out the half-sewn purse and started sewing it there under the dim light. The cloth for sewing the purse was found by them in every possible way, and even the colored threads used to embroider the mandarin ducks were wasted.

It took a lot of effort to get it.

"Hey, Sister Yu'er, look at my embroidery, the mandarin ducks look a bit like fat ducks."

Looking at the purse she had embroidered, Cui'er suddenly said nervously.

"What if he dislikes me for not being able to do needlework?"

"What should I do? Then just act coquettishly for him and get into his arms. See if he still dislikes it..."

The sisters' teasing made Cui'er's face turn red.

"No, I won't ignore you anymore..."

"Even if you want to get into his arms, you have to wash yourself first."

"Yeah, I don't know if I can take a shower first..."

"Yeah, I haven't washed myself once during the Chinese New Year."

Cui'er couldn't help but whisper.

"Haha, you heard that our Xiaocui really wants to get into someone else's arms!"

Although it was just a casual complaint, it was replaced by the laughter of the sisters. On this night, bursts of laughter would always be heard in the tent of the female barracks. For these lonely women, this may be a good thing.
Chapter completed!