Chapter Twenty-Seven: You Want to Rebel

This is a mansion facing the street, although it is not as exaggerated as Chengfu's dozens of acres, but it is not something that ordinary squires and rich families can buy.

By this time, the night was deep. The main hall of the mansion is still lit by candles.

"Boss Zhang is really a believer, very good, very good. Give me three days, and after three days, I will be able to complete the household registration certificates you request. Putting a small stack of large silver tickets into his arms, Master Liu's already somewhat blackened face suddenly showed a happy smile, and he swore to Zhang Yi.

"Riddled with mundane things, it makes Lord Liu wait for a long time, ashamed, ashamed." Zhang Yi smiled and responded.

"Boss Zhang is a busy man, understand, understand. That, drink tea, drink tea. When Master Liu heard this, he haha, and revealed the matter that he had been waiting for for half a night today.

Yes, to be honest, I waited for Zhang Yi for most of the night, and Master Liu was really a little angry when he first met Zhang Yi. However, now, the original business of 1,200 taels of silver has suddenly become a business of 1,500 taels, and this anger has also dissipated.

"Don't worry, Lord Liu, I still have something I want to consult you." Zhang Yi saw that Master Liu, whose face was blackened, had been settled, and couldn't help but sigh, he nodded, and then finally got down to business.

"Oh, what's the matter, tell me about it." Hearing Zhang Yi's request, Master Liu was stunned for a moment, and he put down the teacup in his hand. He asked curiously.

"That's right, I'm short on manpower right now, and I want to recruit some homeless people to help with the work. You see, can it be done? Zhang Yi nodded and said his question.

"Recruiting homeless people without permission? It's a bit tricky, but if you're doing well today, I'll help you, how many people do you need? When Master Liu heard this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face. Soon, however, he seemed to think of something, and he explained, and then, admittedly.

"Really, haha, that's really great, I'm relieved to have Lord Liu come forward. Well, it doesn't take a lot, there are 1,200 people, it's estimated that it's okay. When Zhang Yi heard this, he was overjoyed. He stroked his palms and smiled, explaining.

"What? 1,200 people, you, you can't rebel if you want to. When Master Liu heard this, his face changed instantly, he gasped, stood up from the seat, and shouted at Zhang Yi.

Yes, the Ming Law clearly stipulates that the people are not allowed to gather hedgehogs together. Although in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the imperial court did not control this aspect very strictly, and more grassroots officials also turned a blind eye to this behavior, and no one pursued it. However, what time is it, it's ten years of Chongzhen, and there are still riots going on in the northwest, in this sensitive period, to touch this red line, isn't this looking for death?

"Poof, sir, you're scaring me. I just want to recruit thousands of people to help reclaim the wasteland, why did you come to your side and say that I was going to rebel? In the face of Master Liu's stern reprimand, Zhang Yi was not nervous, but was amused.

Indeed, the reason why he wants to recruit so many people is purely because the more than 30,000 acres of wasteland in his hands need to be reclaimed. As for rebelling, hehe, at this moment, he really doesn't have this ambition.