Chapter 919: Rectify the clan

Style: Historical Author: Song HunWords: 3226Update Time: 24/01/12 11:34:02
"That's enough." Xie Dewen slapped the gavel in his hand.

As a clan leader, he naturally has his own troubles.

Xie Dewen's sharp eyes swept in front of each elder. Some lowered their heads, while others looked at him without showing any signs of weakness.

"Have you ever thought about it? If you invite the scholars of the world, wouldn't that be an open admission that you have hidden 1,500 shady people? You can let the scholars of the world think of this matter. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"

"The whole village is besieging the government. Is it possible for the government to be a vegetarian? This is a way to give away people. Don't you want to rebel?"

Xie Dewen also spat at Xingzi and fought back.

Xie Deren shouted loudly: "Chief, this is not the case, and that is not the case, so what should we do?"

Several other elders temporarily stopped talking at this time, and they all stared at Xie Dewen with wide eyes.

"It will never be possible to get 50% of the land rent." Xie Dewen said coldly, "With the government, there will never be any illegal households."

At this time, the faces of all the elders were extremely ugly. Some were ashen, some turned red, and some turned the color of pig liver. It was extremely exciting.

"Clan leader. In this case, does the government want to drive everyone out of Xie Family Village?" Xie Deyi asked tremblingly.

Xie Dewen looked at him like an idiot: "Is Zhangjiazhuang better now or before?"

"This, this." Xie Deyi hesitated and had to say, "Of course it's better than before."

"Are the officials trying to kill everyone?" Xie Dewen said with a joking smile.

Xie Deyi felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw Xie Dewen's expression.

He said in a very stiff tone: "But, clan leader, the government treats Xiejiazhuang differently at all?"

"Treat them differently?" Xie Dewen said with another hint of ridicule, "When the director of Xiehe Pavilion took office, how did Xiejiazhuang treat the government?"

Thinking of this, he felt very ashamed of his previous thoughts.

Like these elders, he used to disdain a pavilion chief.

Not only was he the richest clan leader of Zhuangzi in Xieheting, he was also a ninth-rank official.

Although the pavilion chief calls himself an official, he is actually just an official.

Although he is a casual official, he is also an official of the imperial court. There is an essential difference between the two.

So he looked down on Huang Dong, the pavilion chief, from the bottom of his heart, not to mention that there was someone in the clan who was a judge on Tongnanfu Road.

But I never expected that in less than a month since the pavilion chief came here, the entire Xiehe Pavilion would undergo earth-shaking changes.

All the shacks were gone, and they were all moved in for free and turned into neat homes.

It doesn't matter if there are two households in one household, but Xiejiazhuang also has this ability.

Not only that, those who lived in thatched houses were given ten kilograms of rice each.

Xiejiazhuang can produce ten kilograms of rice per person by gritting his teeth.

In the past, Xiejiazhuang and Zhangjiazhuang had spent a lot of effort to build only a stone road.

I heard that a major road was being built, but everyone in Xiejiazhuang looked down upon it, with a sarcastic smile on their faces.

Xie Deren looked at the crowds all over the mountains and plains, shook his head, sighed heavily and said, "The government is recruiting Yao servants again."

"That's right, why don't these officials ask Xiejiazhuang? Xiejiazhuang may also contribute to building roads and bridges." A sarcastic smile appeared on Xie Deyi's face.

Xie Deli's lips curved into a sarcastic smile: "The government itself does not have the ability, but it still wants to show off."

"When other government officials came, they all asked the local gentry to build roads and bridges to increase their political achievements. This pavilion chief is too young, why is he so ignorant?" Xie Dezhi shook his head while stroking his beard.

Xie Dexin felt the same way: "I believe that within a few days, the government will ask for help."

"Building roads is not like building houses. It is building houses for those poor people. Of course, those poor people can't wait to build their own houses. Even if the government doesn't have the money, they are willing. But building roads is not their own, so why would they be willing to do it? "Xie Deciu snorted, with a mocking look on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, the housekeeper came back.

Another chrysanthemum smile appeared on Xie Dexia's face: "Butler, has the government come to visit?"

When he thought about it, the government really couldn't hold on, so he had to come and beg them to thank the village.

Upon hearing this, the butler's old face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

He licked his dry lips and said with difficulty: "Tell the elders, the government didn't come to your door."

"The government didn't come to visit?" Xie Dechun was so disappointed that he had to lower his head and drink tea.

Xie Deqiu glared at the housekeeper: "Then what are you doing?"

"Report to the clan leader and elders." The steward made a big promise, "I want to report something to the clan leader and elders."

Xie Deren put down his tea cup and asked curiously: "What's the matter?"

"I heard that the government is going to build a big road, or a two-way road." The housekeeper answered honestly.

The tea cup in Xie Dexia's hand was not steady and fell to the ground with a bang: "What, the government wants to build a Chidao?"

"Report it to the clan leader and elders, the government is indeed building Chidao." The housekeeper himself was a little embarrassed, but he had to answer.

Xie Deqiu took a few steps back, his eyes so wide that it seemed he could fall out of his sockets: "Where did the government get so much money to build Chidao?"

"Chidao, who built Chidao? It was not built by Bao Qin. After Baoqin is over, Chidao is also over." Xie Deren put down the teacup in his hand with a bang and said coldly.

When the housekeeper heard this, he wanted to stuff it into his pants.

Xie Deyi stared at him and did not let him go. He asked coldly: "Butler, what is going on? You must not hide it."

"Tell this to the clan leader and elders, these people don't have Yao service, they still have salaries." The housekeeper raised his head, his throat moved a few times, and answered with difficulty.

Xie Deyi's face looked a little ugly, and he asked in a deep voice: "How much is the salary? It can't be a regular meeting, right?"

"That's right, it's enough to send these poor guys away for a long time." A sarcastic smile appeared on Xie Deli's face.

If they build roads and bridges in Xiejiazhuang, the best they can do is to build roads and bridges.

Not only that, they think that being able to have a consistent meeting is already rewarding these poor people.

The housekeeper's old face turned into the color of pig liver at this time: "Reporting to the clan leader, reporting to the elders, it's just copper coins. It's not a regular meeting."

"What, a copper coin?" Xie Dezhi seemed to be struck by lightning and couldn't believe his ears.

The other elders took a breath of air-conditioning and were at a loss, like clay and wood carvings.

After Xie Dezhi was shocked, he finally calmed down.

He took a breath and asked the housekeeper: "Which poor people's houses were built for free by themselves?"

"I'm telling you, I thought it was free." The butler smiled bitterly, his voice full of bitterness, "This isn't free either. The government paid for it, and it's also the usual salary of copper coins."

"How much does this cost?" Xie Deyi trembled all over, "But there are more than a hundred, close to two hundred."

"Two hundred houses, but these are built by those poor people for themselves. Of course, they are fast, and they are not brick houses. They don't cost much." Xie Dewen spoke at this time and waved his hand, "After these poor people built the main road, , there is no way to survive, the only option is to come back and rent land."

Hearing the words of the clan leader, these elders were all in high spirits, and they were greatly shaken from the shock just now.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Xie Dezhi's face: "When they come back to rent land, is it 30% or 50% of the land rent?"

"Of course these poor people only deserve 50% of the land rent." Xie Dexin was even more happy.

Xie Deyi shook his head: "They have already registered their household registration. They are not black households. It is unlikely that they will receive 50%."

"Then take 40% and give them a sweet spot." Xie Deren said with a sarcastic smile.

The housekeeper was very anxious, and his old face turned the color of pig liver again: "Clan leader, elder, Zhaojiazhuang has set up a workshop here."

"A workshop, there are only a dozen people in each workshop, how many people can survive?" A sarcastic look appeared on Xie Dexia's face again.

In his opinion, these workshops are all small ones, and they can provide a living for twenty people.

The housekeeper suddenly turned bitter and said: "Senior, these workshops are very big. Each workshop can provide a living for more than a hundred people."

"One hundred is indeed big enough." Xie Deli shook his head and smiled sarcastically, "But the poor people from Xiejiazhuang and Zhangjiazhuang are almost two thousand, how can they eat them all?"

"Old man, there is more than one workshop in Zhaojiazhuang, but there are several workshops, such as the immortal furnace workshop, the immortal charcoal workshop, the immortal cement workshop, the wine workshop, the charcoal workshop, etc." The housekeeper was extremely embarrassed and said with a wry smile, "I heard that there are There is even room for two to three hundred people in the workshop."

Xie Deli was stunned. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Is this true? I don't believe it at all."

The other elders were also shocked by this sudden incident, as if they had received an electric shock, and their spirits were in a state of semi-dementia.

Unexpectedly, these people all have salaries, and the salaries are not low, at least they have a lot of money.

If it's a Huizi, that's fine. I heard it's still copper coins.

You know, the people who owned land in the Song Dynasty could only earn five or six copper coins a year.

Those tenants without land earned even less, only three or four copper coins.

As for the black households, they only have two heads.

Now it's better, these people can only survive and have a constant amount of copper coins every month.

That's why these elders don't believe it at all.

Xie Dewen's old face almost vomited blood. He drank a cup of tea desperately and forced himself to calm down.

He thought for a while, licked his dry lips, and then asked with difficulty: "What's going on in those schools?"

"The school is run by the government and provides free study and a free lunch at noon." The housekeeper replied in a dry voice, "This school not only accepts boys, but also girls. I heard that admission is still compulsory."

Xie Dewen recalled what he had seen and heard before and couldn't help but shake his head.

What is benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust, this is benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom and trust; what is the world of great harmony, this is the world of great harmony.

Xie Dewen thought about this, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened and frightened he became.

Going against such a powerful government is nothing different from seeking death.

Thinking of this, he coughed and said to the elders present: "The situation is like this. There is only one way to go in Xiejiazhuang now."

"Clan leader, is there any other way to go in Xiejiazhuang?" Xie Dezhi asked first.