Chapter 367: New Policy Strategy

The arrival of Chen Ce gave a great relief to Wu Tao, who was busy in the dark, and handed over the things in government affairs, and Wu Tao devoted himself to the problem of post-war aftermath.

The reason why this matter is so urgent is because there are more and more people gathered outside the Cao family market, in this March when there is no greenhouse effect, there are no winter clothes and no half of food, they are all shivering and waiting to be fed in the cold wind or wrapped in straw mats or a ball of cotton wool, there are already many people who can't hold on to starvation, Wu Tao hopes that everyone can get food home as soon as possible, although the personal home is dilapidated, but after all, it can still shelter from the wind and rain to avoid the wind and cold.

At the beginning of the grain release, Wu Tao first gathered many women to make as much dry food as possible using the rice noodles ground by the Cao family, what steamed bread, millet dry rice, rice dry rice, everything, this is for those people who return home to prepare dry food on the way back, do not appear to come with a lot of hardships, get food and can't eat on the road, but starve to death on the side of the road.

In addition to the estimated stone of grain per person, each person has a distribution of five feet. a tael of silver or a thousand copper coins. For those who are lonely, old and disabled, it is also planned to send those who were originally brave and hired from the township to their homes.

When the news was released, what could the gathered people do but howl and cry? The miserable cry could be heard miles away.

When Wu Tao passed by the crowd, he saw a woman howling with her mouth wide open; "My poor child, why can't you hold on for half a day, half a day will be fine, and if the king will send rice and grain in half a day, you won't starve to deathβ€”" The reason why she howled was because her tears had long since dried up.

A young man even beat his chest, "Thief God, why don't you open your eyes, my wife just starved to death, thief God." "No matter how much you curse, then God won't return to his mother.

Two couples hugged each other and cried; "We are doing evil, why don't we hold on, why don't the army of King Chuang come early, pity the children who were eaten by us."

Wu Tao was ashamed and wanted to die, there were such tragic scenes along the way, looking at the tragic situation in this world, he could only escape.

Wu Tao ran back to the paperwork that was still sorting out the grain stockpile, and said loudly with red eyes; "What are you waiting for, why haven't you started putting grain yet?"

The clerks who were taken aback by the expression of the military advisor looked forward to Ai Ai's words; "The numbers haven't been counted yet, so ------"

Wu Tao frowned, and rudely interrupted the paperwork's muttering: "Is the food we seized enough for those people outside?" ”

"Enough, not only enough, but also rich, but ---"

"Don't tell me anything, but, you go outside and take a look, people are starving to death there, starving people all the time, don't be a mother-in-law and mother-in-law, now, it's time to put grain, to increase the grain point, to give five steamed buns for every one you put in, quickly, quickly." Wu Tao waved his arm irritably.

I had never seen such an impatient and impatient military advisor who was gentle and steady, and everyone quickly put down the work in their hands and began to put food. But a scribe cautiously walked up to Wu Tao, who had already begun to rage, and said carefully; "Strategist, my subordinates have something to report."

"If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have a fart, let it go." Wu Tao rarely burst into foul language. The scribe craned his neck, but spoke his words anyway; "The compassion of the military advisor is obvious to all, but giving out five steamed buns at a time is killing those hungry people."

"How?" Wu Tao frowned and asked.

"Those people are so hungry that once they hold five steamed buns, they will immediately eat them desperately, and they will choke to death or die immediately. Didn't the military advisor kill him? ”

Wu Tao was suddenly busy apologizing to the paperwork; "I'm sorry, it's all a little thoughtless, thank you brother for reminding me, just now I asked my brother for forgiveness for being rude to my brother."

"Don't dare to be a military advisor," the clerk hurriedly returned the salute, and then suggested; "I also want the brothers to tell everyone, don't give your own steamed buns to your relatives to eat, that will also support people, after a steamed bun is down, it is good to send the remaining steamed buns and pickles at various intersections away from Caojiaji."

"I understand that I am far away from the place where the grain is distributed, but how do you know to tell everyone not to give steamed buns to their relatives?"

The clerk's eyes were red and tears came down, and he choked up; "When I was in Fuxian, my brother and I were reluctant to eat the cottage cake to the dying old lady, but we killed his old man, and filial piety turned into murderous heart, which is not very regrettable."

"I'm sorry bro, I shouldn't have asked." Wu Tao apologized in a deep voice.

"It doesn't matter, if I can save thousands of fathers and elders, my filial piety will make my mother happy in heaven."

As he was talking, someone outside had already begun to shout to open the warehouse and release grain, Wu Tao and the clerk hurriedly went out to help.

Everyone who received the grain and steamed buns had to put a little cinnabar with a pen where the shoulder blades on their backs could not be reached by their hands, which was a sign to prevent the small night from receiving it repeatedly. At that time, there was no such thing as an ID card, and only people who did not have cinnabar could receive food and money for disaster relief.

Looking at the scene of a sea of people rubbing shoulders, Wu Tao had nothing to say. I could only roll up my sleeves and join the army of food distribution, and there were constantly soldiers with loud voices admonishing everyone what the book said, and a few soldiers standing on the table to publicize the decision of the military advisor to everyone; "Fathers and fellow villagers, my family administrative officer has decided to ------"

The people, who had raised their heads and listened attentively, asked in astonishment; "Master Jun, who is your housekeeper?"

The soldier was stunned, "Don't you know who my administrative officer is?" Then he puffed his chest and said proudly;" It is the biggest official of the civil affairs of our base area, that is, the biggest official who will manage everyone in the future."

"But it is King Chuang who can save us, how can we give the credit of King Chuang to some political official in your family?" When you speak, the look in your eyes is as if you don't apologize immediately, then I will fight hard with you, all the people will quit together, and call our biggest official, it should be the king, not some bullshit political official, we only recognize the king, not others.

When the soldier heard this, he suddenly understood, and quickly corrected his mistake and shouted: "It was decided by King Chuang, and this administrative official is under the control of King Chuang." ”

The people breathed a sigh of relief, as if they were the most nervous people. Because in the simple thoughts of the people, only the king of Chuang, who everyone worships, can do it for the way of heaven to eliminate violence and save the people, and only willing to believe that King Chuang can make everyone immortal, this is the prototype of faith.

When the soldier saw that everyone began to listen to his preaching earnestly, he became even more vigorous; "Our political officer has arranged the following arrangements under the order of King Chuang, everyone listen, don't forget"

"Brother, just say it quickly." Because he is a soldier of King Chuang, he feels close, and the military master has become an old brother, which is the closest name to strangers in Shaanxi.

"Listen, the land that was originally rented from King Cao Yan's family will no longer pay rent to King Cao Yan from now on, of course, no one will accept it if you want to." Everyone laughed happily together. "From next year, we will hand over the land rent to King Chuang."

Everyone's hearts are dark, and the land rent still has to be paid, but they just hope that King Chuang will not be as ruthless as King Cao Yan.

"Originally, the land of King Cao Yan was divided into three percent according to the rule of four acres per mouth, and the land rent was according to thirty percent of your harvest, that is, the output of each mu of good field was 100 catties, and the land was divided into five grades, and the first class was reduced by twenty catties, and the fifth class was twenty catties, and in addition to this, there was no additional burden of miscellaneous donations."

After a dead silence, everyone cheered wildly, what a small amount of land rent, this is the land rent that the people dream of, or is King Chuang sympathetic to our small people, so all the people knelt down to bow to the king in their hearts, and the soldiers were busy letting everyone get up; "King Chuang doesn't like everyone to kneel, he has said more than once, we only kneel to the parents of heaven and earth, and the rest even if they are the king of heaven and the emperor Laozi and Lao'er do not kneel, do you remember it?"

"Make a note of it." Everyone nodded, but in their hearts they said that King Chuang must kneel.

"In addition, these land rents will not be paid next year, and they will be collected the year after next." Everyone was shocked by this great news one after another, living so big, the Shunmin who had been the Ming Dynasty for generations had never heard of such a low land rent, and they had never heard that they could be exempted from paying for a year.

"There is also the fact that King Chuang will no longer suffer from natural disasters for everyone, and before plowing, the base area must preside over everyone digging ditches and leveling the land, and everyone must contribute free work and effort, but it is stipulated that one person will only work for a maximum of ten jobs, and the base land that contributes will provide free food."

As soon as everyone heard that they would have to eat for free to build a canal, the big guys cheered again, which was much less than the government's demand for endless forced labor. You have to bring your own food to the government, and King Chuang is sympathetic to the people.

"There is one more thing to tell you, King Chuang knows that you will have a good day next year, and you will live happily, but this good day will make many people red-eyed, those government masters, those heroes, and those rogues will come to take away the food you have worked so hard to make, and the chickens, ducks and livestock that you have worked so hard to raise, do you agree?"

"No---" the crowd let out a roar of rage and tsunami.

"Yes, we don't agree, but what if we don't? We have to unite and fight with them, defeat the gentry who exploit us, and rob our cottage poles, and these are just our troops? No, first of all, we have to fight by ourselves, so, from now on, the young men of each village will take one day every three days to participate in the training organized by the veterans of the Black Tiger Village, and the king of Chuang said that this is a militia, the enemy is coming, everyone unites to protect themselves, as long as you hold on for half a day, then the township warrior team set up by our army in this place will arrive, and everyone will drive away all the enemies who dare to exploit and oppress and plunder us, everyone says okay? ”

"Good, good, good." The people below agreed.

"And -----"

Every time the soldier said a method, everyone unanimously approved and applauded.

Wu Tao, who was busy on the side, deeply admired these soldiers who could inspire people's hearts cultivated by King Chuang, and also applauded this method that could change everyone's fate, although he also had his own ideas and blood and sweat here, which made him feel even more proud.