Afraid that Li Boyuan would not realize the seriousness of the matter, King Jing also reminded him coldly: "Every month, you have to buy 100,000 catties of black gold stones, and your appetite is not small." The imperial court already has a charter, and the black gold stone is to be allocated and managed by the imperial court. Every month, 100,000 catties of black gold stones are snatched out from the hands of the imperial court, I don't know if someone is held accountable for this matter, how will Lord Li answer? ”

"This," Li Boyuan broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, "100,000 catties of black gold stones per month, Shao Yi can't give it either." I just want those ignorant villagers to stumble on him, so that he can't supply the amount of use by the Ministry of Industry, and give up his mining qualifications, who knows that he will find out! It must have been that guy who bought off the local villagers, damn it! ”

King Jing looked at him lightly: "It's useless to talk to this king, will your explanation make everyone agree?" ”

"......" Li Boyuan was speechless. This is really the real situation, but as an official in the court, and a big family, mutual interests are entangled, there are always families and forces that are not right, where can we ensure that everyone looks at him pleasing to the eye?

King Jing continued: "Even if everyone agrees with your explanation, wouldn't it sound nice to say this kind of thing? ”

It is not good, and even inciting so many ignorant peasants to have some kind of antagonistic sentiment for no reason is a very dangerous thing for the imperial power.

Li Boyuan is not pretentious at all, and in the face of such a disadvantage, he moves quickly.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the three stewards of the Li family and a dozen servants who had been running errands in Dongxi Village boarded several carriages. There were also a few good guards at home with the car, and they shook up the dust all the way to Dongxi.

Although these stewards and servants set out very quickly, their hearts were beating.

When they received errands and went to various villages in Dongxi to lobby those clan elders and village chiefs, they were arrogant and vowed to seek long-term benefits for the villagers.

Anyway, if they don't come to Ugin Stone, it won't be their fault anyway.

But now the situation is that there is no shadow of benefit, and they have to go to those village elders, retract their original promises, and admit that all this is a fabrication.

Although there are guards at home to follow, but in the face of the villagers of Wuyang and Wuyang, the guards are useless.

These stewards and errands are trembling and making up for the scenes that may occur when they arrive at the place. I was afraid that after they told the truth, those poor people who were so poor that their eyes were glowing green would tear them apart.

In fact, their fears are not unfounded.

Mo Hong already had the identity information of the leader of this incident, and before the arrival of the Li family steward, he sent people to deliver letters to the people who could be in charge of each village, summoning them to go to the entrance of the village where the clan elder was located that day, on the grounds that there was something to talk about.

At the same time, in order to ensure the safety of the Li family's servants, he specially asked the chief steward of the Zhanfu to go to the yamen of Dongxi County to invite the officials and the arresters to come.

At this time, all the villages in Dongxi were gloomy and bleak, and this situation definitely exceeded the expectations of the villagers, young and old, and authoritative figures.

They believe in what the ancients said, those who are barefoot are not afraid of wearing shoes, they are already poor like this, what else is there to fear? What else can't be lost?

Only those who are rich and wealthy, they have the opportunity to accumulate more wealth, they have the opportunity to earn more silver. So, it must be those people who make concessions.

The villagers ignore that they now have what they can get, and even have already begun to get. Before they know it, they may be lost.

They only saw that more and more black gold stones were being mined in the mining area, which had gathered into a few small hills. You don't need to enter the mining area, you can see the sharp black gold stone piles from the far side of the mining wall.

They waited a little longer, waiting for the day when the mine could no longer hold on. Finally, a motorized cart came out of the direction of the mine, loaded with black black stones.

Just as the villagers had hoped, the convoy had not gone far, and the potholes and bumpy roads were no longer possible.

There was even a carriage that sank into a dirt pit without looking, and a cart full of ugin stones, half scattered. If it weren't for the cold winter, the villagers would be nested in their houses, and I am afraid that the cart of black gold stones would be snatched up by the villagers in an instant.

So, a few villagers who watched the excitement watched the wagon turn around and return to the mining area.

Just when the villagers of each village were running to tell each other and waiting for the chief of the mining area to bow their heads to them and compromise, the miners and handymen who went out to work in the village came back with the settled wages, and they came back with a disgraced face and a sense of joy.

This result surprised the villagers, who were originally full of confidence, and some even indignantly asked the migrant workers: Why was they sent back so easily? When the mine hires workers, they sign the paperwork, so why do you say that you don't need it?

Then someone reminded that the premise of that document was that the people of the village should help maintain the smooth transportation route of the black gold stone. On that day, the representatives sent by the village broke down with the mining area, and the documents lost their validity.

Later, the miners, questioned by their families and neighbors, repeated the reasons for their dismissal.

The wagon transporting the black gold stone in the mine was blocked by the ruined road and eventually retreated.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Hong, the director of the mining area, summoned the miners and explained the current situation. Since the transportation road is impassable, the black gold stone cannot be transported, so there is no need to continue mining. After deliberation with the supervisors of the mining area, it was decided to stop mining, and all the workers settled their wages and went home.

The villagers looked at each other: actually stopped working, no longer mining?

Isn't Ugin Stone very profitable? This kind of business that can be dug up and transported for silver, are those rich people willing to throw it away like this, and have no idea of fighting for it?

At that time, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, thinking that they could work together to fight against the evil forces of the rich and unkind. But when it comes to the end, people's ideas are not uniform.

Especially for the migrant villagers who work in the mining area, although the work in the mining area is hard, they can eat well, have thick cotton clothes to wear, and have a good place to live, and there are kang and fire walls, which is the warmest and most satisfying winter day they have ever lived.

What's more, in such a good situation, they can still earn wages and go home.

If you work in the mining area all the year round, your wife and children can live a good life with enough food and clothing.

The mood of the miners' families is also very gloomy, and last month, their relatives who worked abroad brought back a lot of wages. Almost all families are planning to have such an income every month, what can be added to the family, or should they make cotton clothes for the children to be warm.

However, the mine was shut down, and the hope of getting it was gone.

After so many years of hard life, the men, women and children in various villages have never been so lost and depressed. Is it true that their hard days will not come to an end?

Maybe they have a chance to change that, right? But now?

Just when people were tormented by various emotions, news came from the mining area.

The villagers of various villages ran to tell each other again, it was the fierce Mo Hong in the mining area who changed his mind, right? They're still going to mine, right?

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