Leader Zhang thought to himself: Tianzun is really right. Our Zhang family class can only perform dozens of plays. If it is in a crowded place like a county town, if we perform these dozens of plays repeatedly, there will always be no success. Viewers who have seen it.
But in this strange little village, there are only a few villagers. We perform a play every day, and it will be completed in a few dozen days. If we perform it again then, who else will come to see it?
Are you going back to the county town with your tail between your legs?
People in the county town have trouble eating, so who will watch our show? Are you going to receive relief food again? No! Absolutely not! I have finally made money by acting here, and I don’t want to go back to the county again until I die.
Leader Zhang had a fire burning in his heart: he had to make up a new play, make it up immediately, make up it right away.
By chance, his eyes swept across the crowd leaving the venue, and there was a Taoist priest among them.
Ma Tianzheng!
Leader Zhang was overjoyed and rushed over with a single stride: "Taoist Priest, please stay."
Ma Tianzheng asked: "What advice does the donor have?"
Leader Zhang: "You also watched our performance of Northern Shaanxi Taoism just now, right?"
Ma Tianzheng smiled: "What a great performance. It's a story I taught."
Leader Zhang: "North Shaanxi Dao Qing is mainly a play based on Taoist stories, and I want to compile them into Northern Shaanxi Dao Qing."
Ma Tianzheng was secretly happy. Taoist priests also wanted to preach. He originally liked telling Taoist stories to people. Since this person was interested in listening, he planned to make a play and sing it for the common people. Of course, it was a great kindness.
Win-win and zero loss, something that is beneficial to both parties, is of course an instant consensus.
There is no need to wait for tomorrow, just start tonight, stay up late and talk.
I saw everyone leaving.
Li Daoxuan then turned off the lanterns and took them out of the box. These things were charged, so he didn't dare to keep them in the box. What if some naughty guy with cheap hands chopped the wires with "Lepus Breaking Sword" ", then there is no chance of causing any trouble.
As soon as I finished collecting the lanterns, I saw a group of people in the corner of Gaojia Business District, leaving in annoyance, dejected and not in harmony with the celebrating crowd around them.
Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a group of labor reform prisoners.
Now Li Daoxuan became interested and simply stared at this group of people closely.
At first, the surroundings were very noisy, and Li Daoxuan could not hear what they were saying clearly, but when they walked back to the labor camp, no one was making any noise around, and they could hear clearly.
A prisoner in the reform-through-labor camp said angrily: "Oh! Others are giving rewards to the theater troupe, but we have no money.
"Yeah!" Another interface said: "Even if I have one copper coin, I will reward it, but I don't have any. I feel so shameless."
"We are reform-through-labor prisoners, so we have no face." One person sighed: "It's all our fault for attacking Gaojia Village in the first place. It was an evil act that cost people's lives. They didn't kill us and gave us food. It was already a gift from heaven. Now it's not Can't complain.
I know, I'm not complaining. "The person who spoke before said gloomily: "It's just that I saw that the refugees who later worked as part-time workers had a better life than us. I was a little sad. It would have been better if I hadn't followed Zhong Guangdao.
"So you are from Zhongjia Village."
"Well, my name is Zhong Sorghum.
"Your name...
Zhong Gaoliang sighed: "I'm really not complaining. Tianzun and the people in Gaojiacun treat us well. The third manager is also a kind person and often secretly gives us extra meals. I just regret that I took the wrong path. If I hadn't If I make the wrong move, with my own strength, I will definitely earn no less than the day laborers."
"Oh, yes!
"I don't know when this type of forced labor will end."
A group of reform-through-labor prisoners shook their heads and sighed, and got into the plastic houses in the reform-through-labor village.
Li Daoxuan heard this silently and calculated in his mind, well, it's not a short time. These reform-through-labor prisoners were captured and sent to the reform-through-labor village after attacking Gaojia Village in the eighth or ninth month of the lunar calendar in 1627. It is now the end of the third lunar month of 1628. They have been prisoners of labor camp for half a year.
Of course, for the crime of "attempted robbery and murder," this time is actually quite short. According to modern law, it would be at least ten or eight years.
but.....
After all, there are some major environmental differences between modern times and the late Ming Dynasty, and modern sentencing times cannot be completely copied.
It's almost time to start arranging some activities for them such as "setting a model for reform through labor" and "reducing their sentences and releasing them from prison early" to give them some hope, increase their motivation, and help them regain hope in life.
It was early the next morning.
Thirty-Two got up early. Recently, he got up very early and worked late because he was studying a major project.
That is to "adjust the wage classification." After Xing Honglang told him last time, he has been planning this. He will list all the current types of work in Gaojia Village, and then distribute "different types" of materials to each type of work. In this way, those who received rice but did not receive oil would have to exchange rice for oil.
Those who have received oil but not salt must exchange oil for salt.
The materials of the entire Gaojia Village will be circulated internally, which is healthier.
This is not a simple matter. He has to first calculate the approximate value of each material, and then when paying wages, he can issue a reasonable amount, lest the workers feel that their wages have been deducted.
I just have a headache.
Gao Yiye knocked on the door outside: "Third steward, are you awake? Tianzun asked me to tell you something.
Thirty-Two was refreshed and hurried over to open the door: "I wonder what the Heavenly Lord has ordered?"
Gao Yiye: "You have always been responsible for the chores in the labor camp, right?"
Thirty-two nodded: "I am responsible for the general direction, and the details are left to Tan Liwen.
Gao Yiye: "That's easy to handle. Tianzun said that he remembered that there were five new labor reform prisoners. Their crimes were not serious. They seemed to have robbed Shi Laosi's things.
This incident happened not long ago. It happened after the rabbit came. Of course Thirty-two also remembered: "Yes, that happened on the first day of the new year. Those five men beat Shi Laosi With a stick, I robbed him of his food, and then he was captured by Paditu and his men, and was thrown into a labor camp. It has been three months now."
Li Daoxuan secretly praised in his heart: This guy has been doing mass work for many years. He also remembers this kind of nonsense clearly. I even forgot that it happened on the first day of the new year, but he still remembers it.
"Yiye, tell Thirty-Two that these five people committed very minor crimes. Three months of labor reform has already paid for their sins. Let Thirty-Two hold a grand 'release ceremony'." In front of all the other reform-through-labor prisoners, we released these five people and arranged for them to live in a day laborer village. From now on, they will still be paid for their work."
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