Because of a dream, Lynn is not going to lose his bearings.

However, the dream system produces a similar possibility of self-correction.

This made him a little alert.

But the more this happened, the more convinced Lynn became of the need to launch an unprecedented campaign of reclamation in the north, preparing for the barren mountains to demand food.

Whatever the next system upgrade means by the so-called origin of everything.

Lynn plans to stock up on enough food to be prepared for a wave of strong troops before the system is upgraded.

Lynn's expeditionary force of 3,000 men marched north with two mixed battalions to garrison the last of the Hearths.

An army of 5,000 men marched out of White Harbor with 30 wagons of grain and straw.

Wherever the army passed, the robbers in the north were silent.

Follow the banks of the White Blade River all the way north.

Everywhere you can see the hills that were once overgrown with shrubs gradually starting to grow bald, the shrubs being cut down, the soil of the hills being dug up, and occasionally the farmers driving mules and oxen, and carrying ploughs, diligently cultivating the hills.

Many of the meadows around the estuary have also been dug into bare patches, which is a sign that the soil has been ploughed.

Lynn gave a death order, and no one in the whole northern territory was allowed to stop the nobles who had sworn allegiance to Lynn, and the farmers in his domain who were willing to reclaim the wasteland.

The lord can still recruit the farmers in the territory according to the law to work for you, but it is not allowed to hinder the farmers from cultivating their own one-third of an acre.

As for the land, it belonged to the noble lords, and the nobles had the right not to surrender their territories to the peasants.

It's simple, the Bolton family and the Karstark family, and other rebel families' territories in the north, are replaced with the manor owners in the south.

The land belonged to Lynn, who intended to share it with the farmers, as long as they cleared it for herself.

The Bolton family is a big family, and his family's direct territory is like the sea.

With Lynn's commitment.

The enthusiasm of the people in the north for reclamation is constantly rising.

A lord of the estate, in defiance of orders from White Harbor, seized the farmers in his domain, forbade them from additional cultivation, and did not agree to exchange the Bolton family's land with Lynn for his territory.

The next day.

The lord of the manor was beheaded in public by a White Harbor sweeper light cavalry, and his body was hung from the gate of the manor.

The same is true for the lords of the North, and replacing territories is Lynn's lowest bottom line.

The farmers' enthusiasm for reclamation rose to the extreme.

Most of the land in the north is extremely barren, but the farmers are very happy, even the landlords have no way to stop them from climbing in the middle of the night to open up the wasteland, once the farmers have land, it is as if they have a life to rely on, even if it is a piece of wild vegetables that grow some wild vegetables, and they can't grow live wheat, they will make them cherish it incomparably.

The land had always belonged only to the lord, and a farmer was only entitled to own a small piece of land if the lord allowed him.

Now it is different, if you reclaim ten acres of land, one acre of land will belong to the farmer's family from now on.

With such a policy in the past, who would dare to pick the fat and the thin?

You only see that the land in the south is fertile, but the fields there have always belonged only to the nobility.

What does it matter if the mountains are full of stones? What does it matter, just dig up the stones and pick up the soil again, there is no water on the mountain? It is easy to do, dig a big pond on the top of the mountain, as long as there is enough rain in the coming year, the pond will soon be filled with water, and the mules will not go up, they will fall to death, this is the idea of the rich family, who said that only the oxen can plough the land? People can plough the fields like plowshares......

Even if it is a poor field, as long as you plant food and take care of it, there will always be a harvest.

Lynn propped her chin on her hands and leaned against the window of an elaborate carriage. looked sadly at the hot farmers working on the opposite mountain.

Where the Gripen's banner flutters, the farmer's enthusiasm will be slightly reduced, until they see this northern army completely out of their sight, and they begin to work harder again, making up for the lazy time just now......

Although Westeros does not have a slave system like Essos on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and most of them are feudal landlords, the noble lords also have great rights over the peasants in the territory, although they do not have the power of life and death on the surface, but that is only because they are more enthusiastic about squeezing the fruits of the peasants' cultivation for their own use.

Most of the peasants not only had to farm for the lords of the castle or manor, but they also had to serve the lords for hunting.

And it is important to note that the beasts, even the timber in the forest, and the fish in the river belong to the lord, and they are not allowed to be picked or salvaged without permission.

So what is the life of an ordinary peasant?

Two simple words: work!

To complicate things: work all year round.

Farmers work all year round, ploughing the fields, planting beans, herding sheep, raising cattle, farmers work all year round, but still do not have enough food and clothing, this is not because farmers do not work hard, because the fields are privately owned, most of the land is occupied by the lords, and most farmers have no right to reclaim at all.

Therefore, the peasants of Westeros are more like serfs of the lord's family at this moment.

The fields of the lords were cultivated, and some of them may have inherited a little bit of land from their ancestors.

But after years and months, they found that the land in their hands was finally decreasing.

Either they were usurped by powerful lords, or they were sold out of poverty.

The peasants who did not have the right to cultivate the land were all long-term cheap workers from the lord's family.

If you don't be a farmer, what else can you do in the village? It is best to be the representative steward of the lord, but this is generally the relatives and friends of the lord and landlord, and the farmer has no such relationship, and there is also a kind of craftsman, such as a blacksmith and a cowherd, because everyone needs it, and it is also very popular, but these crafts are not so easy to learn, and all the skills of craftsmen are not passed on, and some of the second sons of the farmer's family, to be a craftsman, have to work as an apprentice for several years.

This kind of apprenticeship is not an apprentice in the sense of the word now, or it is synonymous with coolie, and the hard work at home is handed over to you to do, sleeping in the pigsty every day, and don't want to be full, and I don't know when I will be able to teach the craft, it completely depends on the master's mind.

However, even then, it is not something you can do if you want to be an apprentice, it is only possible if your father asks for a lot of gifts and gives them a bunch of gifts.

Lynn's army came to a halt at the entrance to a small village outside the manor outside Horwood Castle, and not far away a small child was skillfully sifting through rotten beans on the ground.

The beans were packed in a dustpan, and the little boy shook the dustpan in his hand every time, and quickly picked up the beans of different colors that jumped, and every time the rotten beans were picked up from the dustpan, the smile on the little boy's face became even happier.

When all the rotten beans were turned out, the boy carefully packed them in a burlap bag.

In the end, he stumbled into the village, and this was his harvest for the day.

Good beans need to be handed over to the lord, and they will be rotten enough to become his family's rations.

Lynn leaned against the window of the carriage and looked at it for a long time, feeling that her eyes were a little glazed, so she scolded Han Niu who was riding on a tall horse outside the carriage, and scolded fiercely: "Dog, let you bring more food, you actually loaded me with potatoes, most of the thirty carriages are potatoes, you eat so many potatoes, and your butt doesn't get sores?"

It is my kindness to rest outside this village today, and let the farmers in the village who only know how to work in the village help us digest some of it.

Why are you stunned, I know it's not dark yet, and I know that Horwood City is a few miles away, but I don't want to live in the new Mandalay family's mansion, I don't want to eat potatoes, I don't want to chew his mutton, it's been a bumpy journey, and it's easy to regurgitate when I eat too fishy.

I'm here for today!The charcoal stove in my carriage is not warm, and I'm going to make a fire here, and I'm going to leave early tomorrow, and I'll be almost at the last Fireplace City in two days. ”

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