The rest of the people were also very moved, with tears hanging from the corners of their eyes, and couldn't help shouting:

"Childe's great grace, regenerate parents!! Houfu's great grace, long-lasting peace! ”

In fact, these peasants couldn't call out these sentences, but Dou Wu led the people to shout out.

In fact, he heard a few people around him shouting a few times in bits and pieces, and Gongzi will definitely live for ten thousand years, and even have the words of long live.

I was shocked, for fear of causing trouble for my son, so I casually thought of a word and shouted it out loud.

Although he has read some books, because he was born in a poor family and does not know any high-ranking officials and nobles, no one will raise filial piety for him.

In this life, he is hopeless, and he is satisfied to be a small household in the Hou Mansion and have a few rations to eat.

I don't want today's son to ask for such a generous favor for his own small households, if it is really implemented according to this rule, don't say a few rations to eat, in the future, it is not difficult to ask for the mother-in-law to inherit the lineage!

Just when he was full of excitement, Hou Shigui said on stage:

"Uncles and uncles, neighbors, Xiling Land is vast and sparsely populated, and there are many unclaimed lands, if you want to reclaim, please go to Uncle Lu to sign and draw a pledge, register and make a book, and receive farm tools and seeds."

In fact, reclamation of wasteland is what Hou Shigui really wants.

Xiling is vast, and the originally sparsely populated border area is even more barren after the Hu disaster.

A large number of wastelands, coupled with new agricultural tools and good seeds for later generations, it is not impossible to achieve great ambitions, not to mention good fruits!

As soon as the wasteland is opened, there is a kind of good seed, although the Hou Mansion is a rent reduction on the surface, the actual harvest will only increase!

explained to everyone again, and after the big guys were scrambling to go to Steward Lu's to register, Hou Shigui stepped down from the stage.

I didn't want to just walk off the stage, but I saw my second brother, the teacher and my mother standing together.

The expressions of the three were different.

The pride and pride on my mother's face were palpable, and she looked quite happy.

And the teacher's eyes sank like water, and he didn't know what to think in his heart.

The second brother looked entangled, and when he saw that he was coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and said:

"Changping, open up wasteland and reclaim land, according to the process, you need to go to the county government to report, register, make a book, and after the scriptures are reviewed by the scribes, it will be handed over to the master for review, and finally the county and the county will ...... together."

Hou Shigui didn't want to listen to his second brother's ramblings:

"The position of the county leader in my county has been vacant for a long time, and the county only cares about the pleasure of the boudoir and does not ask about political affairs, these things are not a word for you to decide, second brother?"

Hou Wenbo still looked embarrassed:

"That being said, you can ...... according to the rules"

Listening to the second brother talking about those big truths in his ears again.

Hou Shigui sighed, and didn't want to argue with the second brother, so he just listened honestly before nodding and saying:

"The second brother is right, the younger brother Meng Lang, when the registration of the small households is completed, I will send someone to the county office, and the rules must not be broken."

Hearing Hou Shigui say this, Hou Wenbo breathed a sigh of relief:

"Everything in the world, there are no rules, there is no circle, Changping can understand this principle, and I am very comforting to my brother."

He didn't know that while he was talking, Hou Shigui whispered to Bao Ji beside him:

"Go to the county government to inform that Xie Jing, if you can't approve it before dusk, you will send him to accompany the general judgment."

"Whoa."

After Bao Ji took the order and left, Hou Wenbo didn't know the inside story and didn't take it seriously.

After saying the matter of clearing the wasteland, he said:

"Changping, don't worry, after the county government review, I will think of placing your proposal on the county government, even if those squires want to find trouble, they will not find you."

I didn't expect the second brother to have this layer of concerns.

Hou Shigui also knew why those squires were making trouble for themselves.

After all, the rent has been lowered on their side, will they reduce it or not?

If they don't come down, their small households will inevitably complain, not to mention being passive and slacking off, and may even come to my house privately.

Now that the people of Xiling are withering, there are many acres of land in each family, and one less small household will be distressed.

If it falls, it will be even more undoubted for them.

In any case, he can be regarded as offending the squires around Linben to death this time.

Although he is not afraid, it is good to have less trouble:

"In this way, there will be Second Brother Lao."

"You and my brother, you're welcome."

After Hou Wenbo hurriedly left, Hou also spoke:

"Don't be afraid, my son is not afraid, there are big things, and I and your father will fight against you, as long as you don't do evil, you can just let it go!"

I saw that my mother and brother were concerned about my comfort, and they both stood in front of me to ward off the wind and rain for themselves.

Thinking that in order to achieve good results, he forced his mother to reduce rent and interest, and they came to clean up the aftermath for themselves.

In addition to being moved, I also felt guilty for a while.

This woman just wants to protect her son, to make her son well.

But he took advantage of this feeling.

And her son, as early as that day, was already killed by the Ye family's knife.

And since I inherited this body, then I am Hou Shigui, so what's the matter?!

After several months, Hou Shigui finally completely accepted his identity, his family and body on this day.

Since my mother wants her son to become a dragon, I will not disappoint you:

"Mother, I recently wrote a new poem, do you want to hear it?"

Hou covered his mouth and smiled:

"Oh? My son has made another great fuss? I'd like to hear it. ”

In the past, Hou Shigui often came up with some so-called poems, but they were all unsightly limerick poems.

That's the case, Hou will also listen patiently.

This time, she thought that Hou Shigui had thought of some crude limerick and wanted to come to her to offer treasure.

At the same time, not far behind a few people, Dou Wu saw that a few people were chatting happily, and he was hesitating to come forward to speak.

He came here to thank Hou Shigui in person for doing this kind deed, after all, after reading for a few years, Dou Wu still has a bit of bookish spirit in his chest.

If you have received the favor of others, you should also thank you in person.

Seeing that several people were chatting, he stood aside quietly, and waited for a few people to finish before stepping forward to thank them.

"The little boy's masterpiece, the slave family also wants to hear it!"

The maidservants beside the Hou family sounded the crooked poems that Hou Shigui had written before, and they were also curious, wanting to see what crooked poems this little boy with no ink was going to publish this time.

The Hou family is the most protective of shortcomings, and he is also quite emotional, so he is also a lot of indulgence for the people around him.

As a result, these personal handmaidens are not as restrained as the handmaidens of other people's houses.

It was Liu Xuan, who looked puzzled:

"Remember, I haven't taught you to compose poetry yet."

Because he was too worried about Hou Shigui's character, these days, what Liu Xuan taught Hou Shigui was all the way of being a man and the way of a gentleman.

The way of poetry is half divided.

Hou Shigui smiled:

"The article is made by nature, and it is a clever hand. If it is flawless, how can it be artificial? ”

"The article is natural, and the magic hand is ......"

Hearing this, Liu Xuan's eyes were shining, and he muttered in his mouth, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was amazed.

When everyone heard this, they all showed amazement.

Even Xiang Xu, the father and son of the Lu family and those maidservants, although they don't understand poetry, they also know that the little boy just came out casually, and it was a good poem.