Chapter 35 The whole village digs a pit
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As the saying goes, you can't do things well without hair on your mouth.
However, there have been many proverbs in the history of China for thousands of years, and it is a warning law that the people do not fight with the officials.
The Chinese people seem to have a natural fear of officials, and it is this fear that has kept our democratic process lagging behind the nations of the world.
When an official wears an official uniform, the people will automatically ignore many superficial things about him, and age is one of them.
In particular, it is even more deterrent when some policies are promulgated that the people cannot understand for the time being.
Wen now intends to forcefully break the long-standing tradition of the villagers, and let the villagers take the initiative to come to the door, so that he will occupy the initiative in the negotiations.
Several village elders sat in the hall and waited for a long time before they ushered in the belated news.
The gorgeous and majestic baronial costume made several village elders in shabby clothes unconsciously bend their waists and salute in unison.
"The little people see the lord."
Hearing this, he walked to the top of the hall and sat down expressionlessly, and then slowly spoke: "You are the elders of the village, I don't know why you want to see Benjue?" ”
"Back to the lord, spring ploughing is about to begin, but the fields have not yet been distributed, if it is later, the small people are afraid that the farming time will be delayed. Therefore, Xiaomin dared to ask the lord if he could distribute the fields to the villagers as soon as possible. Qibo stood there with his hands bowed and said, with a somewhat apprehensive expression.
Wen nodded and said, "Well, this elder is right, please sit down first." This is the first time for Ben Jue to preside over the spring ploughing matters, and it is inevitable that there will be omissions, and some questions Ben Jue has to consult the elders carefully.
stones, on tea. ”
Hearing the shout, it turned out to be Tan Fengyi who came in to serve tea, and I saw her walking into the hall with a tea tray in a graceful manner, dressed in white like a fairy. Several village elders here, when they have seen such a stunning beauty, their expressions are immediately a little restrained.
After serving tea, Tan Fengyi did not leave, but stood quietly behind Wen, like a maid. Wen immediately felt a burst of threat coming from his back.
Although I don't know what Tan Fengyi, a demon girl, plans to do, but now I have no ability to restrain Tan Fengyi at all, if I invite her out, in case she turns her face on the spot, then there will be a lot of excitement today.
In addition to slandering a few words in my heart, I had to let it go.
Wen adjusted his mood and said to the seventh uncle: "This elder, how to call it." ”
The seventh uncle hurriedly got up and replied: "Return to the lord........"
Wen interrupted Uncle Qi's reply and said, "Just sit and talk." ”
Only then did the seventh uncle sit down and replied: "Lord Xie, Xiaomin is Ni Seventh Uncle." ”
The corners of his mouth twitched, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, staring at Qibo's expression a little complicated.
This is just a little polite, it's my seventh uncle, and I'm not my uncle if I'm polite.
Seeing this, Uncle Qi's expression was a little wrong, and he suddenly realized in his heart that it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing, so he hurriedly stood up and explained: "Sir, Xiaomin's surname is Ni, and he has seven lines in the family, and he has one uncle. The lord just needs to call the little old man Ni Qi. ”
I couldn't laugh or cry when I heard it, this name is good, just change the seventh uncle to the uncle, it will be more perfect.
In later generations, there was a famous person, but everyone who saw it had to shout 'song'.
This one is even more ruthless, and the generation is directly a generation older.
Tan Fengyi, who was standing behind Wen Wen, belonged to the type of thousand-year-old ice face, and she unconsciously smiled. Suddenly, it was like a snow lotus blooming, and there were thousands of demeanors, but the people in the room did not appreciate the moving beauty at this moment.
Hearing that his back was to Tan Fengyi, several village elders saw that they were the lord's relatives, and they all deliberately avoided their sight, so the beautiful scenery could only be regrettably dissipated between these square inches, and no one appreciated it.
Looking at the seventh uncle, who was a little nervous, he coughed and said, "Since you are an elder, it is not too much to call you the seventh uncle." Sit back and relax. ”
"Lord Xie." Uncle Qi still sat down a little nervously and thanked him.
Wen said slowly: "Benjue, I have been in Guanlou Village for some time, and I found that we are poorer here than several surrounding villages, I don't know why?" ”
The seventh uncle hurriedly replied: "Sir, do you know, our village is close to the Yellow River, and during the rainy season, there are things like the river overflowing the embankment. As a result, there are many puddles such as mud ponds in the village, and there are many fewer fields that can be cultivated, and poverty is inevitable. ”
Hearing this, the seventh uncle showed a hint of joy in his heart, which proved that the lord was still very concerned about the situation in the village.
As everyone knows, at this moment, Wen Zheng scolded Zhao Lao Er for his stinginess in his heart, saying that he would build a mansion for the marquis, but it turned out to be a dilapidated house, so it was better to build a small baronial mansion for himself, and now it seems that the ultimate goal of this damn Zhao Lao Er is to save money.
As for the fiefdom, so many wealthy villages around it, without their own share, gave it to such a poorest Zhuangzi.
Wen Chang breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "As the saying goes, rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, rely on the water to eat the water, since our village is close to the Yellow River, Benjue plans to start drinking water from now on." ”
"Sir, what do you mean?" Qibo was puzzled.
"This year's fields will not be distributed, and we will cultivate them collectively."
Collective cultivation is a specialty of the later Great Leap and Progress period, and it also finally proves that the big pot of rice is not edible.
However, the fact that the whole society cannot eat the big pot of rice does not mean that the big pot of rice in a small area cannot be eaten, just like the Xinjiang Construction Corps or the company model in later generations. Wen now plans to set up an unlimited liability company, the advantage is that it can pool manpower and resources, so as to maximize the effectiveness.
Today's villagers have nothing to do after they have cultivated their fields, which is a waste of human resources.
Only continuous labor can produce value continuously.
"Collective farming? How to distribute the tenant rent and the grain in the future? Qibo wondered.
"The tenant rent is 20% of the grain in the field, which is the practice of the imperial court cannot be changed, and the grain will be distributed according to the head of the village in the future. But after the fields are cultivated, all the people in the village have to do something at the behest of Benjue.
Benjue will not let the villagers do it in vain, and after 20% of the tenant rent is collected in the future, all of it will be distributed to the villagers as a reward from Benjue, and Benjue is planning to use your idle time.
Uncle, what do you think? Wen seemed to be asking, but his tone was unquestionable.
Seeing and hearing this, his attitude was very tough, and the seventh uncle asked cautiously: "I don't know what you, sir, plan to let the villagers do?" ”
Since the main family has said so, when the fields are harvested, they will also give food to the villagers, although it is the first time I have heard of collective farming, it should not be far there, anyway, there are a number of fields. In the end, the villagers will get the same amount of food as in normal years, especially if they are old.
Wen said with a meaningful smile on his face: "Dig a pit." ”