Outside the village, the green weeds, under the breeze, rippling blue waves, as if embraced by the blue sky, a clear river meanders through, a piece of farmland is mixed in, on the bank of the river, several cylinder cars roll and turn, the car water mouth overflows pure and transparent river water is gurgling into the field.

The wilderness is empty, the slightest breeze is blowing, the sun is swirling and falling, warm and mellow, with a slight coolness, but it makes people feel very comfortable. Walking among the field stalks, there are three or five slaves next to him to support and take care of him, Han Rui looks east and west, a few spring swallows fly in the air from time to time, or foraging, or mud, the black double feathers soar up and down, revealing a snow-white belly, shining silver in the sun, so that he is fascinated, and stops from time to time to be fascinated.

After a while, I saw the blue sky and the sky, a few larks cried loudly, hovering freely, outlining a graceful arc, and after a while, they were like arrows, projected in the verdant green forest in the distance, chirping and combing their fine feathers leisurely.

The countryside and fields have not been touched for two or three months, the green grass spreads on the ridge, as far as the eye can see, it is all lush green, and occasionally a few white, yellow, pale pink flowers are dotted among them, waving in the wind, the colorless and tasteless fragrance wafts, provoking many butterflies and bees to flutter.

Taking a light breath, the breath of spring was refreshing, and there was an urge to sing highly, Han Rui's lips flashed with a faint smile, I don't know when, maybe the scenery was too wonderful, and it was actually contaminated with Wen Qing's problem.

After walking three or four hundred steps, we arrived at the destination, which is an open area connected by more than a dozen farmlands, until the foot of the mountain, at least there are seven or eight hundred acres, which is the most concentrated and fertile part of the nearly two thousand acres of fertile fields in Hanjia Village, and there are more than 1,000 acres of fields in the other.

Speaking of thousands of acres of fertile land, after Han Hui's explanation, Han Rui knew that although his memory was correct, it was a slight gap from what he imagined, and the title deed of the thousand acres of land was indeed in Han Rui's house, but to be precise, it should be in the hands of the patriarch.

That's right, more than 1,000 acres of land is clan land, which belongs to the whole village, and now it is only kept by Han Rui, if he is not the patriarch one day, then the title deed will also be transferred, that is to say, the name of the landlord of the Han family is deliberately promoted by the villagers, but in fact, it is just a virtual appearance.

Why? Of course, there are many advantages, as long as you do it properly, you can reasonably avoid taxes, exempt from military service, take advantage, and do not have to worry about the government suddenly taking back the cultivated land.

You must know that in the early Tang Dynasty, due to the long-term war, the social economy was in a state of decay, and the restoration of agricultural production became a top priority, so the implementation of the uniform land system, stipulating that if there were adult males in the family, one hectare of land could be granted, that is, 100 acres, of which 80 acres would be returned to the government after death, and 20 acres would be Yongye land, which would be owned by the man.

One acre, according to the modern algorithm, is more than 600 square meters, 100 acres of field, cultivated for decades, there are 20 acres of their own, should be satisfied, however, the Tang Dynasty's acres, the algorithm is different from later generations, it is one step wider, 240 steps long for one acre, how big one step is, and it is also very vague, so the specific size of an acre of land is often very vague.

The times are different, the measurement method of mu is also different, so it is no wonder that the past dynasties and dynasties often have to clear the land, this is another said, after the implementation of the Juntian Law, some people see the loopholes, and I don't know who proposed it, anyway, overnight, the fields of the whole village were all sold to the patriarch.

A few days later, the official government officially divided the fields and surveyed the situation of Hanjia Village, and the results are self-evident, it is this method that successfully increased the total land output of the whole village by at least half, so far, the Han family officially squeezed into the small landlord class.

Well, at least in the eyes of outsiders, it is true, but there is no need to count on land rent and the like.

"In other words, the only land that really belongs to me is the 100 acres of land in front of me."

Listening to Han Hui's whispered explanation, Han Rui unconsciously climbed the hillside, this is a dense mountain forest, the trees are towering, the branches and leaves are entangled, the roots are intertwined, the sun is shining, only casting mottled points of light, if it is in the middle of summer, it must be a summer resort, but in the early spring, it seems that the humidity is quite thick, and it is a little cold.

Looking in the direction of Han Hui's finger, it was a mountain col, and the distance was not far, just below the hillside, Han Rui could see very clearly, there were many rocks on the mountain above the col, the surface was exposed, the weeds were overgrown, the green vines were spreading, and there were mud potholes underneath, which had obviously been barren for a long time, and it would take at least another year and a half of cultivation for the land to recover its fertility.

"So desolate?" Han Rui frowned and said, "Why is no one farming?" ”

"There are not enough people to help, and we can't find hired farmers to help." Han Hui said.

It makes sense that in the early Tang Dynasty, the uniform land system was only implemented for more than ten years, and the people had land to cultivate, not in the Middle Tang Dynasty, when land annexation was serious, and the poor had no place to stand, so they had to be reduced to the landlord's hired farmers and long-term laborers......

The above is pure nonsense, according to this statement, the big aristocrats, big bureaucrats, and big landlords in the world, their fields are also so barren, so what do they need to do.

Glancing at the few slaves accompanying him, and then at the group of clansmen who were swinging their hoes and turning over the ground under the mountain, Han Rui blinked his eyes, thinking, Han Hui coaxed himself as a child again, and his heart was more or less dissatisfied.

As if sensing Han Rui's thoughts, Han Hui smiled and said softly: "Lang Jun is older, there are some things at home, you should also understand clearly, this is not the place to talk, after I go back, I will tell Lang Jun in detail." ”

"Okay." Han Rui said, holding back his curiosity, it seems that the situation of the Han family is not as simple as imagined.

After all, it is the Jianghuai Plain, within the scope of vision, there are no lofty mountains and mountains, but there are a few mountains and forests undulating, the biggest feeling is that there is a lot of water, worthy of the name of the water town, feel free to look forward to it, what catches your eye is not the river, or the lake, the scenery of the mountains and rivers makes people feel comfortable and look at it.

At the foot of the mountain, the men rolled up their sleeves, or waved the farm tools in their hands, or dragged the ploughing oxen, ploughed the fields, and from time to time made the sound of driving the cattle with a few agricultural proverbs, the scene was very lively, attracting Han Rui's attention.

It seemed that something was wrong, and after carefully looking at the farm tools used by the tenant farmers to break the ground and turn over the ground, Han Rui felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

While he was pondering, he heard a panting voice, and a young man ran up breathlessly, stammering: "Steward Obscure...... sect leader, something ...... accident." ”

woke up, but heard Han Hui frowning and said, "Don't worry, let's be clear, what's wrong?" ”

Fires, thefts, and collapsed walls ...... the imagination of the people.

"Zhou ...... Skin. Patting his chest and gasping heavily, his breathing became easier, and the young man choked: "...... Bring people here. ”

The back is chasing hard, and I am anxious to support the collection recommendation.

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