"Really or not?" The half-open door was completely opened, and the landlord Lao Cai, who was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket, rubbed his eyes and looked at the postman in disbelief and asked.
"You are talking nonsense. What do you mean by what you say?" someone next to him asked.
The postman curled his lips, "Believe it or not, let me tell you the truth, this decree was just issued from the Forbidden City in the morning, and Master Fu Qing sent us a telegram in the afternoon!"
"Now in the Qing Dynasty, apart from our post office, is there any other government office that can deliver news so quickly? Are you waiting for the black and white words on the paper? Haha, when the official documents from the court arrive, the day lilies will be cold!"
"The imperial court's decree is clear. The purpose of disaster relief is to prevent local people from starving to death. It does not mean to use a little food to fool around with the number!"
"You know in your heart whether there are any dead people in your village! Time is running out. If you delay for one day, a few more people will die. By then, there will be more people dead. Even if you provide relief, it will not be your credit!"
"If you want to be an official and become famous, if you don't pay for something, who will give it to you for free? Okay, I have passed on the news about your Sunjiazhuang. I have to go to the next village!"
"Haha... It's safe to have an official meal these days! Following the yamen's errands, you will naturally have hard-core crops that are guaranteed to be harvested despite droughts and floods! I, who is full and full despite the wind and snow, are you here to lie to you?"
The postman beat the broken gong and left, heading to the next village. Old Sun, the largest landowner in Sunjiazhuang, blinked his mouse eyes, and his mind suddenly became more active.
At this time, there were eyes exposed from the gaps in other wooden doors in the village. It seemed that many people had heard the noise outside and were peeping at the Sun family!
"Hey... Silly woman, do you think this postman will lie to us? If he doesn't lie to us, this is a good opportunity! Our son is not good at studying, and he will definitely not be successful in the imperial examination!"
"If I could use ten thousand shi of grain to exchange for the title of Juren... I really want to give it a try!"
The mother-in-law was much more narrow-minded. When she heard about ten thousand shi, she slapped her thigh in distress, "Oh... Ten thousand shi! This has completely wiped out the foundation of our family's treasury!"
"I can't bear it...don't try to take advantage of my food!"
"Are you stupid... If the grain is gone, you can harvest it again next year, but this opportunity only comes once in a lifetime? Do you really expect your son to pass the imperial examination?"
"If the imperial court rewards someone with the title of Juren, we won't have to kneel down when we see the county magistrate. One day we can wrap the tomb with green bricks and leave our name on the stone tablet... It will be an honor to see our ancestors when we look back!"
This woman was scratching her head and head anxiously. She really felt sorry for the food, but she also really wanted the title of Juren. She was so anxious that she stamped her feet and cried in the end.
"No one knows whether it's true or not! What if this is false? Then the food will be gone and the official position will be gone... How can we live like this!"
At this moment, the sound of crunching snow suddenly came from outside the courtyard door. The landlord didn't know what was going on and looked through the crack in the door and took a breath of air.
In the snow outside the courtyard gate, there were twenty or thirty figures kneeling, all poor people from the same village, most of them tenants of his family.
"Master Sun... We have all heard the imperial decree just now... Master Sun, you will be a prince for generations to come!"
"We are really starving... My daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby two years ago. It's only been more than two months. We are so hungry that we have no milk. We can't even save the baby!"
"You have accumulated virtues and done good deeds...save the child! I kowtow to you..."
"Mr. Sun...Long live my Lord, you are not tempted at all by exchanging the title of Juren in exchange for food? If young master has the status of Juren, your family will be prosperous in the future!"
"Since the snowstorm, sixteen people have frozen to death in our village... Those are all human lives! Master Sun, if you don't open a warehouse to provide relief, the whole village will starve to death. Who will farm the land for you later?"
"Your crops are all abandoned, what will you do?"
The villagers outside kowtowed and begged. Chen Po was so powerful that he begged Mr. Sun to open a warehouse to release grain to save his life. However, it was hard to part with this good fortune. The two of them were really careful with the ten thousand stones of grain in their hands as if they were the lifeblood of the best.
The mother-in-law just cries, Mr. Sun just stamps his feet and gnashes his teeth, and the people outside are gradually losing their patience!
"Haha... surnamed Sun! God is watching what you do. Long live the Lord has his will. How dare you disobey it?"
"Don't make everyone anxious. Rabbits will bite when they are anxious!"
"Haha... It's just that the village has been sealed by heavy snow, and no one can come in from inside or outside. If there is any fire or fire, the county magistrate won't be able to solve the case!"
"You...what do you want to do?" Upon hearing the threat, Mr. Sun was dumbfounded and asked tremblingly.
More and more villagers have gathered outside, numbering two to three hundred. People rely on the courage of the group. At this time, those who take the lead will also support them.
"Sun! If you dare to disobey the decree... we will find a way to deal with you!"
"Death by starvation is death, beheading is death... You have pushed us to the limit, and even before you die, you will support your whole family!"
"Sixteen people in our Sunjiazhuang have already starved to death, and there won't be many more people to behead us! Go to hell..."
There was a loud bang, whether it was snowballs or snow lumps mixed with stones, that hit the door, scaring Mr. Sun in the yard.
It is said that Mr. Sun also has four or five guns to guard the house and the courtyard. It is not like he has never scared this poor guy when he makes trouble!
But today was completely different. The imperial court's decree had spread throughout the village. Their family was already at a moral disadvantage and could not reason with others.
This arrogant method cannot be used!
The crowd outside was agitated and everyone said, "Open the granary to release grain... Folks, please give your family a chancellor!"
"Lord Sun, princes and princes of all generations... open a warehouse to store grain!"
The words sounded nice, but the threat was so strong that even a fool could hear it, and the people in the yard couldn't help but feel terrified!
"Put out food... put out food... put out food..." The voices outside gradually formed a wave. At this time, half the people in the village crowded out, and there were as many as a thousand people in the crowd.
Although these people who have plenty of food have not yet starved to death, their food reserves at home have also been exhausted. What they eat and drink every day is to maintain the minimum living standards.
The light in the eyes of these people is different, the green color is very eye-catching!
By this time, Sun Laocai knew that he couldn't escape. He stamped his feet cruelly and said in a crying voice, "Let go... let go of the grain... I hope what Long Live the Lord said is true... let the grain go!"
Wow...wuwuwu...wow...
The landowner sat down in the snow, rolling around and howling, but there was nothing she could do!
The courtyard door finally opened, and the servants of the Sun family and the nursing staff came out one after another. When the people saw this scene, they immediately rejoiced, "Master Sun, princes and princes... have released grain for generations!"
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Long live the emperor! Without the emperor, there would be no relief today...Kowtow to the emperor, long live the emperor...long live the emperor!"
Thousands of people in Sunjiazhuang knelt on the white snow, bowing their heads toward the northern capital!
