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He didn't know that at the same time in the Ming Dynasty, there were some new accidents.

Because the last time he returned to the Ming Dynasty for a few months, he was active in Mongolia and the Later Jin side. did not appear in front of Zhu Jiajun in Shandong, so that no one on the Ming side knew that he was back.

He is now the leader of a province, and he is the boss of tens of thousands of Zhu Jiajun-related personnel.

Unlike before, as a comparison with the previous situation where he would have to come back in a few days at most, he didn't come back for a few months.

In this case, it felt like suddenly the emperor would be ill for several months. Or that the prince has been missing for a few months, and it feels the same.

So, in this case.

Even if Ma Xiaosan and other younger brothers tried their best to suppress them, and Lin Shuang'er and other confidant women also helped to control them, some people in Shandong still had some different intentions.

It is like those external forces that have not been suppressed in the first place, such as some large landowners in Shandong, the Confucian Mansion, and the princes of Shandong.

The people led by the Confucian Mansion began to try to encroach on the farmland and even the Huangzhuang fields one after another. Use this to test Zhu Jiajun's reflection!

Not only that, but there are also people spreading a rumor everywhere.

What to say, Zhu Zilong may have had an accident at sea, such as letting a typhoon or a huge wave hit the boat, and now he is buried in the belly of the fish. Otherwise, how can it be a situation where you have been away for a year and only left for a few days or a dozen days at a time and then returned.

Suddenly, months without returning?

All kinds of rumors, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, hundreds of thousands, and there are all kinds of rumors. All of a sudden, the number of people who believed in it increased day by day!

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Shandong Confucius House.

Hong'er was so hungry that she couldn't stand it because she only had one meal a day, but when she went to the river to fetch water, she fell down without standing firm. It was not easy to get to the riverbank and save his life.

However, looking at a small fish that she had caught when she fell into the water, Hong'er added her tongue, thinking that if she went home and cooked the fish, she could taste some fishy taste.

The village where Hong'er is located is called Hongjia Village, which is located in Qufu, Shandong. Half of the people in the village are surnamed Hong, and they are basically half of the tenants of the Confucian Mansion of Yanshenggong!

It is said that the people of Hongjiazhuang used to be from Henan, and later slowly came to Shandong to avoid disasters.

The people of Hongjia Village want to say that their fate is good, and they also have a good fate, and they help the emperor in farming, which is for the emperor's farm. But it's not good to say fate, and it's not good. Because, Hongjiazhuang is not far from the fields of Confucius.

As a unique thousand-year-old family in China, the descendants of the Confucian saints have already almost encroached on the fertile land near Qufu.

Now, I heard that the Marquis of Sihai Longhou is gone, and recently he has occupied the state-owned land of Huangzhuang in Hongjiazhuang.

Although living on the territory of the "Holy Teacher". However, there is not even a private school in Hongjia Village, and most of the villagers have been illiterate for generations. And the emperor obviously doesn't care about it!

However, in general, Hongjia Village is not too poor in the middle of ten miles and eight townships. Because they used to be servants of the Huangzhuang fields, at least most of the villagers were still able to live in houses instead of shacks.

Hong'er's home is a medium-sized family in this village, which is neither rich nor poor. In general, there are occasional pickled radishes to eat, millet porridge to drink every day, and from time to time, you can go down to the river to catch some fish to eat, and you can barely raise a female baby.

However, even so.

Hongjia Village has not been doing well in recent years, and many families have become impoverished one after another. It's like the Confucian Mansion has taken them in over the past few months!

The name Hong'er, although there is nothing literary to speak of, is compared to those in the village "big dog, second dog" and the like. That's pretty good!

Seeing that home was not far away, Hong'er hurriedly accelerated the speed of progress.

Like other people's homes, Hong'er's family lives in an adobe house made of mud, and when it rains too much, it washes away the adobe and causes the entire wall to fall down. So, it's always time to fix it on a sunny day!

This work, not only Hong'er's brothers have to do it, but Hong'er also has to help do it together, regardless of boys and girls.

Most of the families in the village do not have cattle, and they all rely on manpower to farm the land. This efficiency is natural, hehe, hehe, hehe.

Putting the fish in the bucket at home, and glancing at the fields not far from the house, Hong'er saw her father mopping the ground like a cow.

It's very tiring to use people to pull pears!

When he reached the turn, the plough was plunged deeper into the mud, and when he could not lift it, Daddy took a deep breath with difficulty, and bent his back like a real old cow.

Hong'er's father was not yet thirty-five years old, but now his back was already very hunched.

In the absence of pesticides, fertilizers and improved seeds, it is obvious that the few acres of land planted by the people of the Ming Dynasty have little potential to be explored.

It's 100% watching the sky and eating!

It's also not a good idea to go fishing in the river, like Hong'er just did. But that's the old days!

Since the Confucian Mansion has occupied the nearby Huangzhuang fields in the past few months, the river has also made the people of the Confucian Mansion claim that it belongs to the Confucian Mansion.

Moreover, in order to establish authority, when the people of Confucius saw someone catching fish in the river, they would let a group of powerful servants arrest them, and then beat them to death with sticks in public.

Hong'er was able to catch a small fish just now, and it was definitely a miracle in the past few months that the people of the Confucian Mansion were not killed.

Obviously, since the Huangtian became the field of the Confucian Mansion.

The people of Hongjiazhuang have long been blocked by all open source means. The greedy big landlords, the people of the Confucian Mansion are not allowed at all, and the peasants under their names have a penny in their hands, let alone get rich and become well-off.

Still, it's okay.

Due to the grace of the Dragon Marquis of the Four Seas, all the fields of the Huangzhuang in the past few months have been planted with auspicious seeds.

I heard that it is called potatoes and peanuts, not potatoes or anything, and it looks like a bumper harvest is about to begin, and Hong'er is looking forward to it.

In the last few days, well, maybe today, families are going to dig up and see what the total harvest looks like.

When he was young, the family secretly boiled the fish into soup and ate it separately.

Began to dig auspicious rui, and the harvest was inspected.

In Hong'er's opinion, the crops in this field are really not very full, but according to her father, this year has turned out to be a bumper harvest year.

Even if you may have to repay the debt to the Confucian Mansion at some point, after the unwarranted debt, this expectation has a little shadow.

After a tiring day, finally with the efforts of several brothers and fathers, as well as Hong'er's whole family, everyone in the village had smiles on their faces.

There were even some old people who smiled excitedly, with an expression of disbelief.

Xiangrui is different, the harvest in the field has reached about 1,000 catties, which was unimaginable in the past.

Everyone seems to see that this year can have a good year.

It's just that this kind of excitement lasted only a few hours before the people of Hongjiazhuang ushered in a catastrophe.

The people of Confucius are coming!

A housekeeper of the Confucian Mansion who was wearing silk and a golden wrench entered the village and couldn't help but say anything, pulling away 90% of everyone's grain. What to say, just after a bumper harvest, the arrears will be paid first.

God, God knows, when the debt is owed. Obviously, before the fields here were turned into Confucian mansions, there was no debt to anyone.

If you owe it to the emperor, it's not like this, and you can't let people live?

Although everyone was not convinced, in front of the thugs of the Confucian Mansion, everyone still accepted their fate.

The people of Hongjiazhuang, with tears in their eyes, looked at the crops that had been planted for several months, and they just disappeared. Less than a fifth remained, just enough to fill a large urn.

"Dad, the people of the Confucian Mansion have taken so much food, what are we going to eat this year?" Hong'er asked with a trembling body.

"No way." Hong'er's father smiled bitterly: "That's the Confucian Mansion...... Tighten your belt...... We can't resist! ”

For a while, the entire Hongjiazhuang erupted in a crying wail.

Shandong Confucius Mansion, hehe, the children of the saints, the descendants of the saints, the great family that has been inherited for thousands of years, hehe!

- (To be continued.) )