Lord Ge was about to move, but was stopped by a look from the water bandits. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

This is... It had been expected for a long time, and Lord Ge was sure in his heart, as if he couldn't hear it, and shouted to himself: "Everyone, please rest assured, the orders of the village master will definitely not be adulterated." Look down the stage—"

Everyone looked at Lord Ge's hand, and it turned out that there were two tables on one side of the high platform, and behind them sat the officials of the yamen, and there were pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on them.

Behind the table, there was a group of more than a dozen people, some of them were officials in soap clothes, some were dressed plainly like peasant households, and some looked like businessmen.

"If you are willing to stay in Ganzhou, you can register immediately, write your name, your original place of residence, and use your household registration or road reference as evidence. If you don't have proof of identity, you can also ask someone close to you to testify. After registering and finishing the meal, he went to distribute the work with the people sent by the owner of the village. Rest assured, our Ganzhou is the most ancient and hot, and we will never lie to you. ”

An enticing aroma came, and several big men carried three large barrels over, holding their strength and slowly putting them on the ground, with a muffled sound, the weight was really not light.

No, each bucket is more than half a person tall, and two men are so thick when they hug each other.

In a bucket was white flowery rice, dry, with no soup in sight.

In the middle bucket is oily and shiny braised pork, large pieces, not mixed with a slice of potatoes and radish vegetables, flowing oil, really flowing oil.

The bucket over there is soup, cucumber and egg drop, clear soup and little water, but it looks like it goes with. Served with rice and braised pork, a perfect match! It's just right, and it's enough!

For a while, the whole room was full of gurgling and swallowing saliva.

"Register, everyone eats to your heart's content!"

The fragrance hooked one by one, and everyone rolled and rolled.

I really want to eat it, but can't I change my household registration?

"My lord, that, that-" The fragrance was a little difficult to speak, and one mouth was only concerned with swallowing saliva.

"Hmph, doesn't it mean that Wei Jingtian is the most sympathetic to the people? It's just a mouthful of food, so you have to stay in Ganzhou and can't go? Is this forcing people to sell themselves? ”

Lord Ge sneered in his heart, sure enough, there were thieves mixed in, he didn't have contact with refugees in the past few days, whether he knew his owner or not, just by virtue of taking him in, those real refugees were all shouting the owner of the village, which one dared to shout the sky?

Besides, how can the name of the owner of his village be so easy for outsiders to know?

The water bandit said coldly: "It's all voluntary." ”

Master Ge followed: "How can you sell yourself when you enter Ganzhou?" If so, the place from which you came is not your root, but the place where you sold your life? Are your parents and rulers your masters? ”

Someone in the crowd spoke out again: "If it's really kind, don't force us to do this and that, help us get through the difficulties, we will return to our hometown safely, and I will say hello to you." ”

Hehe, that's a good idea.

Lord Ge's heart was cold, and he asked loudly, "You guys, do you all think like this?" ”

If these people really think like this, he doesn't need the owner of the village to take action, he personally leads people to beat people out. Dare to come and eat white food? Kill clean.

Therefore, no matter what their identity is, the people of Ganzhou are full of gangsterism.

The crowd looked at each other, that kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing, they really- they didn't dare to think about it.

They were driven all the way along, they were not heartless, who were driving them, they were people from the imperial court, and there were not many ordinary people who gave food on the road, until they came to Ganzhou, and they didn't drive people and arranged a place to rest, the kind that didn't leak rain. For food, drink, and medical treatment, they are already grateful. If you let your family raise it for nothing, you have no conscience.

They all said, "How can it", "It can't be done", "It's not like words" and so on.

Several people in the crowd looked uncertain, secretly scolding this group of stupid people for not doing anything at the critical moment.

Lord Ge's face softened, even if you have a conscience.

The refugees smelled the food, and their stomachs throbbed, but they still had to fight for it.

"My lord, look, why don't you be accommodating and accommodating, and let's buy it with money?"

Master Ge was stunned: "You still have money?" ”

The person who asked scratched his head: "No, that, my lord, can I exchange things for something?" ”

"Huh? What is it? ”

The man gritted his teeth: "I'll exchange land." "What else could he have?

Earth?

Master Ge was a little stunned, and shook his head: "The flooded land? ”

The man was embarrassed: "It's flooded, but the water recedes and it will be used for the same next year." My lord, I will take out a piece of it in exchange for a month's food, of course, the same work, that is, can you let us go back when the time comes? After all, I can't bear to live in a place where I have lived for several lifetimes, and my ancestral graves are buried at home. ”

Yes, the crowd echoed one after another, and the ancestors were buried in their hometowns, how could they say that they wouldn't go back.

Master Ge hesitated, he could guess one or two about the owner of the village, but he couldn't force this thing to hook but not force, if he wanted to throw down the ancestor, he would be poked in the backbone.

As soon as he hesitated, the water bandit next to him opened his mouth, but it was not as cold as Fang Cai.

"Are you sure your land is still yours?"

"Huh? What does it mean? ”

"Red or white?"

The man's face turned white and he remembered something.

The countrymen try to save money, and most of them hold the white deed, but the white deed has not passed the official mansion, and there is no one at home for a long time. He also heard the old man say that he also made a natural disaster to escape the famine, and many people came back, and the good land at home was occupied by large households, and the white deed in his hand became a piece of waste paper.

I knew that I should have made a few more money on the red deed back then.

"Well, not sure..."

The water bandit said: "Yes, not necessarily. However, you are naturalized in Ganzhou, and the land over there is still yours, and the ancestral tomb is the same to go back to worship. Anyway, the orders of the owner of the village must be obeyed. ”

This water bandit is also a rectum, and he won't say nice words, but only useful ones.

The crowd hesitated, as if too.

Someone snorted again: "This is forcing us to leave our hometown and abandon our ancestors, what is your intention for Jing Tian?" I obviously want to buy us out to her as a cow and a horse! Folks, we can't agree, we can't throw away our ancestors. They have bad intentions and treat us as slaves! ”

The crowd was suspicious, but they didn't follow suit, and an old man said, "My lord, you see that we are working, only eating, and then we will send you money when we return to our hometown, okay?" ”

Master Ge hesitated, he didn't know what to say.

A few times someone sang the opposite, the water bandit had already secretly signaled the brothers to sneak in and lock it, and then saw that there were their own people in all directions of the crowd, and they quietly arranged the people in a circle outside, hooking the corners of their mouths.

Let's make it clear. You think that our village has more staple food, and we have more surplus in Ganzhou, right? Where is the whole big secret, where is there a lot of interest, I don't know if I think the big guys are coming. ”

Yes, Ganzhou is the first barren land, and the grain is planted in the mountains. How much soil can there be on the mountain? Naturally, there is little interest, otherwise why would so many Ganzhou people be water bandits. This is a poor place in the past, where they teach disobedient daughters love to say: marry you to Ganzhou to endure a lifetime of hardship.

"The big guy may not know the current situation in Ganzhou. We are up and down in Ganzhou, and the imperial court has long been gone. Do you know that Tingzhou and Ganzhou also had big floods a few years ago? ”

Everyone nodded, and heard that it was a great disaster.

"How many people were affected, we didn't have a place to beg for food at that time, and we waited to starve to death and didn't see the court bring a grain of grain. It is the owner of the village, the owner of the village, who took silver and food, and helped the people of Ganzhou to pass the life and death barrier. After that, we only recognize the owner of the village in our hearts, which is called Zhi'en Tubao. ”