Wang Dou came to the Yongning Gate in the south, and saw a woman kneeling there, and a large circle of people around him, all pointing and talking about it. ”

Xu Yue'e thanked Wang Dou in a low voice, then got up and staggered away with Tao into the fort.

A large group of military households left behind whispered there.

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Tao arranged Xu Yue'e in a barracks on South Street, where women who had also been taken captive by the Later Jin Army lived.

Xu Yue'e recuperated in the barracks for a few days, staying at home every day, only Xie Xiuniang caught a chicken to visit her after hearing the news.

A few days later, Xu Yue'e was arranged by Tao to go to the livestock farm to feed the pigs, and she was inconvenient to go.

At this time, it was the middle of June of the eighth year of Chongzhen, and it was already the seventh month of the solar calendar in later generations, and winter wheat sorghum and other crops in various parts of Baoan Prefecture were harvested one after another.

Wang Dou's military training was also temporarily suspended, and the soldiers of each team went to work in the fields with their own families, harvesting crops in various fields.

According to the last statistics, the fields reclaimed last year began to be sown this spring, and the yield of millet and sorghum per mu reached about seven or eight buckets, of which the military fields near the Baihu Canal had eight or nine buckets per mu. Far away from the canal, the fields that rely on irrigation wells for irrigation also have five or six buckets per mu of harvest.

In this way, even wheat, millet, sorghum and other miscellaneous grains are counted, and the harvest of one acre of land can reach more than one stone, nearly two stones. Moreover, in the first year of the fort, they did not collect their taxes, and the income from the fields belonged to them.

Looking at these grains, the military households who divided the fields were overjoyed, and they were all smiling, so they made a fuss for a while. Those military households who had not yet been allocated the fields were also envious, and only hoped to reclaim the wasteland as soon as possible, so that they could also share the fields.

Zhang Gui, the manager of Dongjiazhuang, was also very surprised when he heard that Wang Doutuntian had this achievement in his first year.

After the feast, Zhong's interest was still high, but then he sighed.

Wang Dou asked, "What worries my mother?" Speak up and let your son hear it. ”

Zhong sighed: "It's not for your uncle. ”

Under her explanation, Wang Dou realized that his uncle Zhong Zhengxian had arranged him to Dongjiazhuang as a scribe at the beginning of the year, and Zhong Zhengxian was restless again. He always disliked Dongjiazhuang for being too small and poor, thinking that he should be transferred to Shunxiangbao, and his status was too low.

He often said in front of people: "With my ability, how can I be a little scribe, at least I should be a warden." ”

Li Chao, the secretary of Dongjiazhuang, and Zhang Jingchang, the secretary of Dongjiazhuang, thought that Zhong Zhengxian was too arrogant and rejected him, which made Zhong Zhengxian even more angry. He often cried in front of his sister Zhong about his unfair treatment, hoping that his nephew would find a way to transfer him to Shunxiangbao, and also hoped that he could have some relationships and promote his identity from a pawn to a pawn.

Zhong Zheng's identity is actually a canon, the last rank of officials. However, from the pawn to the pawn, there is a secretary between them, and he has to go through several strict examinations, even if the promotion is smooth, it will take six years. How can it be done in one step?

In the face of Zhong Zhengxian's crying request, Zhong naturally scolded him, saying that the promotion of the government has its own rules, how can you make it difficult for your nephew to be an uncle?

However, Zhong Zhengxian came up with a way, that is, to donate, donate dozens of stone rice grains to the state city reserve warehouse, and he could be promoted immediately.

All prefectures and counties in Daming have set up reserve warehouses for use in ordinary famines, and the rice and grain in the usual reserve warehouses rely on private donations. For these donors, the Ming Dynasty has a special commendation clause, and those who accept the valley among the people, or reward them as righteous people, can see the official and not worship. Either given to the crown and scattered officials, or as officials, the reward is rich.

The amount of grain stored in the reserve warehouse in each place has always been included in the performance evaluation standard of the magistrate, so the magistrate has always welcomed those who are willing to donate from the private sector ().

Zhong Zhengxian inquired, in the past, officials like them donated rice, and 50 nanometers of stone could be promoted to two levels, but now it is reduced to 30 nanometers, and if you donate silver, the amount required will be even less.

Under Zhong Zhengxian's bitter pleading, Zhong also had a headache, so she asked Wang Dou what he meant.

Wang Dou shook his head, his uncle...... I can't really say.

He asked his mother, "Should we pay our family's taxes?" ”

Zhong said: "When I came to the fort for my mother, the chief armor in the village began to urge. ”

The Wang family has 20 acres of land, all of which are private fields that need to pay taxes, and the summer tax and autumn grain of the Ming Dynasty are collected from June, and they are limited to be paid within August. After the Ming Dynasty implemented the "One Whip Law", the summer tax and autumn grain were changed to tax silver, and no longer passed through the grain chiefs and lieutenant chiefs in various places, but the people themselves went to the state city to pay, and the calculation time was almost the same.

Wang Dou said: "Tomorrow, the child will go to the state city, pay the tax and silver, and help my uncle by the way." ”

Wang Dou decided to go to Baoan Zhou City, in addition to paying taxes and silver, at the beginning of the year, the fort discussed to invite a few military doctors, but there has been no whereabouts, Wang Dou decided to personally go to the medical department to invite a few skilled doctors to come back.

Zhong nodded, sighed again, and said, "Your uncle......"

She shook her head as she spoke.

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