Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1183 Ending This Remnant Life (One More)
"Okay, it's late at night, let's all go to rest." Mu Zichuan said.

Luo Fengtang nodded and quickly stood up.

"When will you leave for the county seat tomorrow? I'll take you to the carriage dealer in town by boat," he said.

Mu Zichuan said: "I plan to go as soon as I get up, the sooner the better."

Luo Fengtang said: "Okay, I will wait for you at the gate of the courtyard at dawn."

Here, Yang Ruoqing also stretched and stood up.

"By the way, you haven't seen your mother since you came back this trip, right?" she asked.

Mu Zichuan was stunned, and said: "When you and the third aunt are cooking dinner in the afternoon, I asked the third uncle to take me to the earth temple to see my mother."

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "It's good to see you."

"Your mother is stubborn. She was sick a few days ago and had a fever. I asked her to come to my house to recuperate. She couldn't survive." She said.

A gentle smile appeared on Mu Zichuan's face.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing gratefully: "My mother told me already, Qing'er, thank you for taking care of her."

Yang Ruoqing waved her hand: "Followers in a big hometown should take care of each other."

"Succeed, then I won't disturb your rest, we're leaving too!"

she said, turning and walking towards the door.

Mu Zichuan followed to the door of the house, watched the two of them leave, and then turned back to the house.

Instead of undressing and going to bed, he sat back at the desk again.

In her mind, she recalled the middle and next two water control strategies that Yang Ruoqing said earlier.

After making myself more integrated, I then picked up the brush and began to write carefully on the white paper...

……

The next morning, Luo Fengtang sent Mu Zichuan away.

The villagers all heard that Mu Zichuan had come up with a strategy for water control, so they rushed to the county seat to ask the two imperial envoys for instructions.

As long as the two imperial envoys in the county nodded, the flood control would begin immediately.

At that time, when the flood recedes, everyone will be able to return to their homes!

Everyone was looking forward to it, and they were all stretching their necks looking forward to Mu Zichuan's early return.

And Yang Ruoqing was not idle either.

According to the agreement with Mu Zichuan, he went to ask for instructions, and she had to start preparations.

She first revealed to Li Zheng the strategy of water control in private, and she had to dig canals.

Digging canals requires manpower.

How did this manpower come about?
Naturally, they have to come out from the village and several nearby villages.

As soon as Yang Ruoqing said it, Li Zheng and Yang Huazhong agreed without hesitation.

Li Zheng said: "I'll go to the next few villages later, find their Li Zheng, and say hello to them about the service."

"Let every household in the surrounding villages get ready and dispatch labor," he said.

Yang Ruoqing listened carefully and nodded secretly.

As far as she knows, Daqi is almost the same as all the feudal dynasties in Chinese history in serving.

There are two main ones: [-]. Unpaid labor.

Second, paid labor.

This unpaid labor means that in addition to planting the fields well, farmers have to accept the transfer of the ruling class to do voluntary work during the slack season.

Build embankments, build bridges and pave roads, etc...

Every household must send a laborer to do labor.

The age range for service is from 16 to 60 years.

During the period of service, the country does not care about eating and drinking, so you have to bring your own dry food.

Of course, if you don't want to serve, you can pay someone to serve in your place.

The second paid labor is that the state uses money to recruit civilians.

Of course, the country's money comes from sheep.

The exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes collected from the peasants are used to hire the peasants to work.

Therefore, it is said that going around in circles makes the people suffer, and the people suffer when they die. The people will always be the target of being slaughtered.

……

Lizheng went out for a walk, and told everyone about his corvee service.

The villagers suddenly complained.

"My house is flooded, I can't even eat, and I have to work hard for the government. How are you going to live?"

"That's right, we have to prepare our own dry food. All we eat and drink are provided by the old three of Yang's family!"

"Hey, I can't live through this day..."

When Yang Huazhong and the others fed back the negative emotions of the villagers, Yang Ruoqing was drinking tea calmly.

"Everyone is not happy, and there are still people accusing Mu Zichuan in private."

"It's said that he didn't come back to relieve the disaster, but came back to harm the big guys." Yang Huazhong said.

Yang Ruoqing twitched the corner of her mouth, playing with the lid of the tea bowl in her hand.

"Everyone wants to eat and sleep, and after sleeping and eating, there will be cakes falling from the sky."

"But everyone thinks that way, will the flood recede? Can the immediate difficulties be solved?"

"Do they really think they just nestled on a small isolated island in the Earth Temple, waiting for our family to row a boat to deliver porridge and steamed buns and die?"

Yang Ruoqing said.

His eyes fell on Mrs. Sun and other women in the main room.

"This afternoon, I will deliver gruel and steamed buns for the last time. Tell them that starting tomorrow, we will not deliver them anymore, and we can't afford them. Let them support themselves!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sun was stunned.

"Qing'er, is this... not good?" She asked in a whisper.

Yang Ruoqing sneered: "It's kindness for me to feed them, it's normal not to."

"Right now, the floods are flooding. Even if the government doesn't come down to let them serve corvee, if they have a little awareness, they will take the initiative to invite Ying to dig river canals."

"We don't serve those who complain, let them fend for themselves!"

Such a domineering tone, but reveals indescribable decisiveness and courage.

Let Li Zheng and Yang Huazhong in the hall nod secretly.

What does it mean to be able to retract freely, Qing'er, that's it.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Sun and the others delivered the last supper and conveyed Yang Ruoqing's words.

At night, in the tents on the other side of the Earth Temple, every family could not sleep well.

The woman was originally reluctant to send the man to serve in corvée, but now, with the hungry children in her arms, she had no choice but to make the man sign up at dawn.

Some lazy people want to sit back and enjoy their success, but they can't sit still for a while.

Because Yang Ruoqing had spoken out.

For digging canals, every household must select a strong man.

Whoever does not smoke will stop supplying food.

The next day, at dawn, Yang Ruoqing's house was crowded with village names who came to sign up.

All the men, all of them swam over with their bare arms.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, one by one rushed in to sign up.

Seeing such a 'grand occasion', Li Zheng couldn't help but said to Yang Ruoqing: "Girl Qing, you're the best, and you're all here to conquer the corvee."

"In the past few years, the government imposed corvee, and our village was always procrastinating, causing me to go to the town and get scolded by the security chief a lot," he said.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled.

Big sticks and gold coins are used together, this is the effect.

When eating lunch, Old Yang asked Yang Huaan who was busy cooking at the corner of the dining table.

"Boss, I'm going to do corvée, and I have to work hard from house to house. Have you settled the bills? Which one will you send?" Old Yang asked.

(End of this chapter)