The next day.
In the early morning, the sun rises.
More than 800 fugitives, including the fat cook and others, all stood in the empty grain field.
Han Zhen stood in front of the door of Juyi Hall, with his hands behind his back, and more than fifty soldiers stood behind him.
Looking around at the crowd, he said loudly: "From today on, the village will be renamed Songshan Village. You are no longer runaways, but villagers registered in Songshan Village. I am the village chief, and he is the deputy village chief!"
Han Zhen said, pointing to Ma Sangou beside him.
He won't stay here for long, so he needs someone he can trust to stay and watch over him.
After thinking about it, Ma Sangou is suitable.
Moreover, the management team has already decided for him that Yuan Chuliu will be the head of the district and Zhang Yi will be the scribe.
Ma Sangou only needs to follow Han Zhen's plan for land reclamation and food storage.
"Yuan Chuliu was appointed as the head of the village. Neighbor disputes and other matters can be dealt with by him. Zhang Yi was appointed as the clerk and was responsible for the registration of various documents. For example, reclaiming wasteland, marrying and having children, you need to take the initiative to register with him."
"In addition, we will recruit a hundred village warriors to patrol the villages, drive away wild animals, and guard the village gates. Once they are recruited, they will be provided with three meals a day, plus a monthly salary of one bucket of rice!"
When the village changed its name before, the villagers had no reaction, but now they heard the news, and they immediately started talking to each other and talking about it.
The people recruited this time are local warriors, not soldiers.
The main reason is that these fugitives are too thin, and they are so weak that they cannot withstand the intensity of the soldiers' training.
However, it can be used as a reserve. After the general is raised for a period of time, he will be sent to Xiaowang Village for training.
In Han Zhen's plan, the soldiers in the early stage were mainly elite, followed by numbers.
When an emergency occurs, these soldiers can be used as grassroots officers to quickly raise a team of thousands of people.
"Quiet!"
After Han Zhen said this, the crowd immediately became silent.
"If you are interested in accepting the call, you can register with Zhang Yi later. We will only recruit a hundred people until we are full. I will leave now after I have finished speaking."
As soon as he finished speaking, many young men swarmed towards Zhang Yi, fearing that if they were a step too late, they would miss the opportunity.
The temptation of having three meals a day plus a bucket of rice is too great.
Ma Sangou said uneasily: "Second brother Han, if you can stay a few more days, I really don't know what to do."
The thought of managing a house of nearly a thousand people alone made him panic.
Han Zhen patted his shoulder, smiled and consoled him: "Don't worry, you have been with me for so long, you should learn something. If you want to manage them well, there are only eight words, eh Equal emphasis on power, clear rewards and punishments. Kill when it's time to kill, don't be soft-hearted. Don't be stingy when it's time to reward."
"Second Brother Han, I don't quite understand what you're saying." Ma Sangou scratched his head and grimaced.
Hearing this, Han Zhen scolded: "You are hoarding goods. How do I take care of the villagers in Xiaowang Village? You just follow the gourd's example. Besides, you have Yuan Chuliu and Zhang Yi to help you share the burden, so you don't need to worry about it." . If there is really a problem that cannot be solved, send someone to Xiaowang Village to look for me."
"That...that's good."
When the words came to this point, Ma Sangou could only nod in agreement.
Then, Han Zhen summoned Yuan Chuliu and warned him: "Be more careful about how to deal with runaways. Pay attention to screening. If you find someone with evil intentions, notify Sangou immediately. Do you understand?"
"I saved it!"
Yuan Chuliu nodded solemnly.
In three days, he had integrated into the identity of the head of the village, and he was quite comfortable in getting along with each other.
The neighborhood leader must be able to make peace with each other. There are actually many neighborhood disputes, and there is no right or wrong at all.
"Set off!"
After explaining the matter, Han Zhen waved his hand.
More than fifty people, plus five ox carts and ten donkeys, descended the mountain in a mighty manner.
Han Zhen did not take all the money away, but left a thousand coins to Ma Sangou as public funds of Songshan Village for emergencies.
In addition to money, he also took away a blacksmith and four literate people.
There is only one blacksmith apprentice in Xiaowang Village. He can repair farm tools and make two pieces of iron, but it is really difficult for him to make weapons.
But this blacksmith Yuan is different. He is a serious craftsman. His family has worked in government-run workshops for generations and is responsible for maintaining and building weapons for the county arsenal.
Logically speaking, this is an iron rice bowl that guarantees harvest despite drought and flood.
But the problem is that because the imperial court's annual allocation to the arsenals of states and counties has been completely embezzled, they have no work to do.
The monthly salary became less and less, and finally it was completely gone.
Without salary, we have to survive, right?
But because he was a craftsman, he had no land and was not allowed to farm.
In desperation, Yuan Tiejiang's family had no choice but to go into the mountains and become fugitives. At least they could cultivate a few acres of farmland in the mountains and barely survive.
As for the four literate and hyphenated people, they served as scribes and village teachers.
He planned to set up a village school to teach children during the day and hold night classes to teach adults at night.
We don’t teach the Four Books and Five Classics, we just want to be able to read Chinese characters, hyphenate, and do arithmetic.
Don’t think that you didn’t learn arithmetic just because you were enlightened by reading in ancient times.
The Liye Qin slips unearthed in later generations have proved that Jiujiu Ge has appeared since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It is more than six or seven hundred years earlier than the so-called multiplication table was created by Arabs.
We play with the leftovers from our ancestors, and unlike Xiao Jiujiu in later generations, the multiplication formula recited in ancient times is called Da Jiujiu.
It starts from the nine-nine-eighty-one and ends at the second-half-one.
As the industry expands in the future, more and more people will need to use literacy skills, so there is no need to worry about the villagers not learning.
…
When passing by the foot of the mountain, Xiao Wu and Lao Jiu, who were left behind to take care of the horses, joined the team with seventeen horses.
The group of people walked along the official road towards Xiaowang Village.
As we approach Xiaowang Village, we see a mountain village lying across the rugged mountain road. The village gate is made of pine wood and is more than three meters high. The wall of the village is made of loess and has become dry and solid after being exposed to the sun for many days.
There are towering rocks on both sides of the village, which perfectly takes advantage of the geographical location.
Nie Dong sat on his horse, observed carefully, and commented: "This is a good place. It only takes a hundred people to defend a thousand people. Of course, if the opponent has a weapon for siege, that's a different story."
A copycat of this level cannot stop ballistas and catapults.
Hearing this, Han Zhen laughed and said, "The other side already has ballistas and catapults, so what difference does it make if they have a copycat or not?"
"That's true."
Nie Dong nodded in agreement.
Then, he pointed to the top of the mountain and suggested: "Two sentries can be set up on the top of the mountain, one bright and one dark, so that there is no need for other sentries."
Looking in the direction of his finger, Han Zhen thought for a moment and accepted the suggestion: "I'll have two sentry posts built later."
"Brother Han!"
Just then, a familiar voice sounded.
I saw Gu Si standing on the wall of the village, waving to them excitedly.
Immediately afterwards, the thick and heavy village door was opened, and a group of people filed in.
