… Jiangzhong Sparrow Bi Huang is too small, this Liulingao is a small poor county, with a small population, and the name is not obvious. There is no strong support from Zhushen. These government institutions, which were supported by local finances, did not exist for many years before they gradually fell into disuse. The imposing government office is also broken. Except for Confucianism, which is a non-essential institution in the county, the others have long been empty. The Grain Collection Bureau occupies the most magnificent of them. In this original official Taoist management department of the Ming Dynasty, there were no Taoist priests, and even statues and cases did not exist. It looks very desolate.

Dude likes that the official style here is larger than that of other government offices, and the layout of the gatehouse and main hall here is larger, so that there is enough office space when expanding the organization in the future. Let Lingao Construction Company renovate and renovate in situ here. It became the yamen of the Grain Bureau.

Although it is the yamen of the Ming Dynasty, it is a realistic mode of doing things, and behind the horseshoe-shaped wooden counter sit the first batch of graduates of the tax short class of the national school. Others such as one-meter lines. Are there all kinds of railings for queuing? And there's a much stricter system of order here than in another plane. Several officials who had been retained after the examination and screening of the study class were menacing with whips to maintain the order of the queue.

There are many people who take the initiative to declare, but there are also many who are reluctant.

In their view, the ultimate goal of clearing the acres of land must be to tax all the land. Although many grain households may not be able to fly and send tricks, it is easy to conceal the number of acres of land.

But the threat of Australians is also clear: if it expires, it will not be declared, and it will not be registered. or the declaration is false, and the unregistered land will be confiscated and returned to the public, and no one doubts that Australians can do what they say.

With the mode of modern "violent propaganda", the crossing group is everywhere to remind the people: hurry up and declare! Tintin launched a large-scale awareness campaign. In three days, propaganda teams went to the countryside to beat gongs and drums to publicize land declarations, colorful posters and drawing paper, and the people's names for posters were plastered all over the villages.

The posters produced by Zhou Dongtian's printing house lacked genuine engraving printing, and the craftsmen of the engraving New Year paintings laboriously reproduced them on the wooden board according to the patterns designed by the Propaganda Department, and then overprinted them in several colors. It doesn't work well. However, the cost is inexpensive, and it is suitable for making propaganda posters. One of the most shocking effects is a man in a flying fish suit with a meaty face pointing at your nose, and there is a line underneath: "You, have you declared it honestly?" ”。

This kind of noisy, aggressive propaganda is something the people have never seen before. On weekdays, except for the autumn demand for food and the occasional arrival of merchants, there is no outsider in the village, and there is a strange propaganda team: men and women dressed strangely. Drive a covered bullock cart or push a beautiful wheelbarrow.

As soon as he arrived in the village, the liaison officer struck the gong to gather the whole village to listen to the preaching? The captain of the propaganda team read out the notice of the Grain Collection Bureau on measuring the acres of land and its significance.

After he finished, the propaganda van with loudspeakers would broadcast majestic songs over and over again that people had never heard before. An impassioned melody breaks the tranquility of the countryside. In the middle of the song, a loud-throated male or female voice shouts the slogan:

"Measuring acres of land is beneficial to the country and the people".

"Clarifying taxes is a century-old plan!"

"To deceive the Grain Bureau is to deceive the king!

"Against Qingzhang, there is a dead end".

"Early declaration, early income!"

The slogan was loud and could be heard even outside the village. It made people's ears buzz. These slogans are also painted on the walls of the village. Under the ox cart were seconded personnel from the army and the national school, carrying posters, paste buckets, brushes and ink buckets, painting slogans and sticking notices all over the walls. Even on the walls of the pigsty, army soldiers armed with rifles and county officials with sticks surrounded them like wolves, reminding the people that the threat in these slogans was not an empty word.

After the policy propaganda team left, the literary and artistic propaganda team arrived, and even raped and sang propaganda Qingzhang Tianmu. Clarify the benefits of taxation. There are no cultural and recreational activities in the countryside, and a monk who comes to sing Xuanjuan can gather a large group of people to listen. After the performance, it also exudes a good-looking candy, transparent sugar cubes, colorful. Not to mention children, even adults are tempted to be tempted by fruit candy produced by food factories.

The propaganda offensive of indiscriminate bombardment has had a great effect, and the government is nothing more than a distant and vague existence, but now. It's all around you all the time, sometimes it's a propaganda team, sometimes it's a wall full of posters and slogans, every day it is a constant reminder of what you should do, and a subtle threat of what will happen if you don't, and the effect is quite significant.

Under such continuous and repeated knocking, more and more people took the initiative to declare. Some small and medium-sized landlord grain households know that there is no possibility of being spared if it drags on, and it is better to know the current affairs as Junjie, and it is better to declare obediently. After hesitating for a few days, Fu Fuji finally brought Tian Qi to declare. Before leaving the door. His wife didn't stop him from rolling all over the ground like the state, but she was stunned, unable to lift, and showed a look of bewilderment.

Fu Fuji, who was originally dissatisfied with his wife's wordiness, felt a little pity for her, thinking that this woman had always been for her own family business, her heart softened a little.

"Don't worry, aren't the Australians nice to us?" Fu Fuji looked confident. "It's not going to make us suffer."

Is this the case, he is not too confident in his heart. However, the help of the Heaven and Earth Society and the recent new measures in food payment have made Fu Buji have a lot of trust in Australians. He believed that Australians would not do anything to harm the people

In this way, Fu Buji carried the land deed, carried dry food and water on his back, and went to the county seat to register with many people in the village. When they passed by the gate of Fu Yousan, the old man looked at them with the eyes of a wise man looking at a fool:

"Go, go, cast yourself into the net one by one." Fu Yousan muttered to himself with a look on his face that he had expected anything.

The eldest son next to him, Fu Yizhuang, is not so confident:

"Daddy! The village can do this declaration."

"Let them go, let's not move

"But the Australians are going to go to the countryside when they come down, and our family has so much land that we can't hide from them." said timidly looking at the big sign painted on the opposite wall: "Fight against Qingzhang, a dead end." That "dead". It was also painted so huge that it almost took up a wall.

"You're scared of a fart!" Fu Yousan suddenly lost his temper, "I don't believe that Australians are all immortals." Saying that, he paused his crutches fiercely, and Xiao Fu Yizhuang trembled with fright, thinking that his father was going to beat him with crutches again.

Of course, Fu Yousan's faith did not come in vain. Fu Yousan's land is the most in Meiyang Village. A large part of it is hidden in a hill col near the village, far from the village and the main road, although the terrain is not dangerous. The forest is dense and the grass is deep, and the path is complicated, so ordinary people can't find it. Fu Yousan specially built a Zhuangzi there, so that his youngest son lived and cultivated with several families of cronies and his sons. Even people like Chen Mingwang, who know the land situation in the county well, only know that there are three hidden lands in Fu, how many there are, and where the location is. Just extort some money and it's all over.

Fu Yizhuang, who had no land deed on the land in Zhuangzi, whispered, "It's nothing if you don't declare it." But what is near the village can't be hidden, so you have to mean it before you can pass

Fu Yousan put on a teaching face: "Exchange deed? Isn't it a piece of waste paper that the Australians are gone? ”

"The new land deed is still from the government, and the grain collection bureau is handled by Mrs. Wu in the county." Fu Yizhuang explained.

Don't look at Fu Yousan, who is the patriarch of the Fu family with the largest surname in Meiyang Village, and the richest man in the village, with a look that no one looks down on. Everyone has to be sarcastic to show the wisdom of the elderly, but he is most afraid of officials, even if a county official comes to the village. Fu Yousan would be so frightened that he hid and didn't dare to see each other. Only ask the children and nephews to get rid of it.

I heard that the grain collection bureau is run by the county government. It's Wu Ya again, why is this the "county's second-in-command" at the head. Fu Yousan's originally determined expression immediately became flustered.

"You ding, rebel!" He scolded, "It's not too early to say this! Saying that, he split his head and covered his face and gave Fu Yizhuang a crutch.

"How many days have the notices in this village been posted. Fu Yizhuang was slapped in vain, and said with grievances.

"Dare to say it!" So Fu Yizhuang was hit with another stick. "Quick, copy the notice and I'll see it!"

In one of the large offices of the Food Bureau, a blackboard was erected. There is a progress chart pasted on it, and all the registered villages in the county are pasted on it with a slip of paper, and small paper flags of different colors are inserted next to it according to the progress. Written with the latest progress figures.

Dude updates this schedule every day in front of the blackboard according to the latest data sent to him.1 Since the completion of the repair of the yamen of the Grain Collection Bureau, the leading group has moved in from the Zhuangzi of Zhang Youfu's family, so that it is convenient to grasp the matter of clearing the fields and acres nearby.

On the blackboard, there are only a few small red flags that indicate that they are 100% complete, and most of them exist only more than half.

The progress began to slow down, and Dude glanced at the weekly comparison chart that had just been drawn next to him, and compared to last week, the increase rate was lower than that of the previous weeks, and the number of self-declarations had increased very quickly after the large-scale propaganda campaign began. But in the last week, the rate of growth has begun to slow down significantly. This shows that the effectiveness of propaganda is fading.

He called Tintin:

"The propaganda effect is fading, you have to use your brains to see if there are any new propaganda methods

"I understand, but there are so few propaganda vehicles. Can you allocate a few more? Especially the megaphone above

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