After entering the county office, the main register was hurriedly handed over to Liu Quan.

"My lord is not secret, my Dongning County has been established so far, and there are 31 large and small societies, with more than 12,000 households and more than 6,000 people under its jurisdiction, and a total of more than 1,000 hectares of fertile land." The main book on the side introduced the situation of Dongning County for Liu Quan.

"Has there ever been a place to hide and evade taxes?" Liu Quan looked at the household register in front of him and said.

"Back to adults, these are all reported by the major fan societies themselves, as for whether there is any concealment, villain?" The main book suddenly slurred a little, and his face was embarrassed.

After Liu Quan saw this, he didn't blame it.

He also knows Dongning County, which is now no better than Beiting and other counties.

It's only been a year and a half since the Ming court forces arrived here, and it's already remarkable that people from all over the country can surrender.

"Let me ask you, what are the largest clubs in Dongning County today?"

"That's naturally from the Big and Small Belly Society and the Big and Small Rong Society." Wencong Road, Dongning Zhi County.

After a morning, Liu Quan roughly learned about the situation of the major societies in Dongning County.

In the early morning of the second day, Liu Quan took 300 Ming officers and soldiers from the magistrate of Dongning County and Wuwei Town to the Da Belly Society.

The army left the government in a mighty way and went to the Big Belly Society.

Along the way, people from all over the country gave way in horror.

This is not so much a rapid march as an armed ***.

Looking at the fertile fields and flowing water not far away, Liu Quan couldn't help but sigh.

Compared with Beiting County, which is full of mountains and mountains, Dongning County is indeed fertile and thousands of miles.

"This is the Little Belly Society, whose good land has long been measured, with more than 2,000 households." Wen Cong pointed to the wooden village in the distance and said with a smile.

At this moment, the camp in the distance has already been opened, and many local natives are standing in the distance in fear.

Liu Quan couldn't help but be stunned after listening to Wen Cong's words, and turned his head to look at Wen Congdao.

"Why, there are many households in just a small belly society, so why are there only more than 1,200 households in Dongning County?"

Hearing this, Wen Cong could only smile bitterly.

"Not long after the Ming Court established Dongning County, all the household registrations were reported by the local agencies themselves, and our officials did not investigate in detail."

"And this little belly society was bullied by the big belly society, so it took refuge in the Ming court, so that we can measure the land and census the household registration." Wen Cong said truthfully.

Liu Quan also knew why Liu Yu wanted to send himself to Dongning County at this time.

Although before that, there were indeed Ming troops who came here to conquer.

But these indigenous tribes are only superficially subservient.

The Spaniards also came here at the beginning, and it is presumable that these local chiefs used the same method against the Spaniards as they did for the Ming people.

Thinking of this, Liu Quan couldn't help but be angry, and ordered the soldiers to speed up and go to the Big Belly Society.

The army stopped and stopped, and it took two days before they arrived outside the Big Belly Society.

At this time, the big-bellied fan club had already known the news that Mingren was coming, and had already taken precautions.

The Ming officers and soldiers had just stepped into Fanshe and saw many natives with spears standing there in the distance.

Liu Quan saw that the door of the big-bellied Fanshe village in the distance was closed.

In the nearby mountains and forests, there are also many indigenous men walking back and forth with spears in hand.

Seeing this scene, Liu Quan couldn't help but sneer, and ordered the Franco cannon team to prepare.

Soon, four three-pounder Furlong machine gun carriages were pushed up by the Ming army.

"Aim at the mountains and forests ahead, and shoot a three-stage salvo." Liu Quan pulled out his long knife and aimed it at a mountain forest not far away.

In the mountains and forests, the leaves are swishing, and many figures are flexibly shuttling through the forest, and the reflection of the spearhead can be faintly seen.

The Franco's cannon team aimed its guns at the mountains and forests, and there was a wild bombardment.

With a loud thunderous sound, a burst of white smoke rose up, and several lead bullets smashed straight into the mountains and forests.

Two six-pounder Franc cannons in the rear of the artillery team were also unloaded from the gun carriage.

Joined in the shelling.

For a time, the Ming army was filled with white smoke, and the mountains and forests were dusty, and they were mixed from time to time

The screams and frightened shouts of the fans.

After a while, the mountains and forests calmed down, and I saw a flock of birds flying and landing among the mountains and forests, screaming in horror.

When the sound of artillery stopped, hundreds of officers and soldiers of the Ming army in Wuwei Town rushed to the front of the camp.

But before the Ming artillery team arrived at the gate, they saw the gate slowly open.

A group of natives came out of the gate, screaming in terror.

"What are the natives yelling about?" Liu Quanjian, the indigenous people were shouting there, a little irritable, and hurriedly asked.

"These natives are accusing us of killing their people?" Wen Cong hurriedly explained after hearing this.

"Hehe, I didn't expect these people to have seen the world." Liu Quan sneered.

He had thought that if he had brought out the Franc cannon and there was a blast, the natives would scatter in terror and flee.

In the end, it took down the pot-bellied fan club without much effort.

Unexpectedly, these people seem to have seen artillery.

Looking at the indigenous woman pushing and scolding in front of him, Liu Quan understood that the Ming army who came here before was too merciful.

Liu Quan took out the self-made fire on his waist and put it into the sky.

Subsequently, the fire team rushed towards the gate of the wall.

Under the blow of the lead bullet, the bamboo gate made a rustling sound and debris was scattered.

The frightened natives fled back to the village in terror.

After a while, several more indigenous elders came out of the door.

The natives in the rear carried cans of wine and fruit.

Seeing this scene, Liu Quancai snorted coldly and ordered the fire gun team to retreat.

In the camp, an old man who was already over half a year old walked over slowly.

In front of the Ming army, there was a burst of chatter.

"My lord, this person's name is Wiz, the old man of the Potbelly Society, and he asks us what we mean by coming here." Wen Cong naturally understood the words of the old man and translated to Liu Quan.

"Tell him why when he saw the Ming army, the gate of the fortress was closed, and there were spear-wielding people in ambush in the surrounding mountains and forests." Liu Quan pointed to the cottage and said.

With Wen Cong's translation, the indigenous old man in front of him explained in a hurry.

"My lord, they said they didn't mean to offend, and they thought it was the Spanish mayor who came back with the red-haired ghost." The magistrate hurriedly translated.

Hearing this, Liu Quan just snorted coldly.

This is clearly an excuse, a group of hundreds of people drove over, how could this group of students not see clearly?

The appearance and costumes of the Ming army are completely different from those of the red-haired devils, how can they not see it?

"We will be stationed here for two days, and during this time we will survey the land in the company and check the household registration, do you have any opinions?" Liu Quanju looked coldly at the indigenous Dao in front of him.

The face of the indigenous old man in front of him was a little ugly, but he didn't say anything when he saw Liu Quan raise the firecracker.

Subsequently, a team of Ming officers and soldiers personally escorted the county magistrate to Fanshe Village.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Quan sent people everywhere to measure the land in Fanguo and assist the officials in checking the household registration.

After two days in a row, I found out the situation up and down the big belly club.

"If you go back to your lordship, there are more than one household in this big-bellied society, and there are more than 1,200 hectares of land, and 600 hectares of ownerless wasteland, all of which are fertile land." The chief bookkeeper of Dongning County respectfully handed the household register to Liu Quan.

Liu Quan took it and looked at it, and couldn't help but nodded.

In just two days, more than 1,000 households have been added to Dongning County, and thousands of hectares of fertile land have been added.

"This year's summer harvest has already begun, why hasn't the Big Belly Fan Society paid taxes on grain and grass?" Liu Quan looked at Wiez and said coldly.

At this time, several respected indigenous elders of Fanshe were in the tent of the Ming army's barracks.

"According to the Ming Law, all the major societies have to pay grain tax, grain tax, and so on, do you have complaints?" Liu Quandao.

When the indigenous elders heard this, they quickly shook their heads, and their heads shook like rattles.

"Well, this year's summer grain will be handed over to our Ming army to personally escort back to the county office

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"We will build a granary in the county government to store summer grain." Liu Quandao.

Several indigenous elders glanced at each other, which was quite acceptable for the Fan Society, so they nodded in agreement.

Seeing that these indigenous old people were quite cooperative, Liu Quan couldn't help but feel good.

Picking up the wine jar, he poured a few bowls of turbid wine for a few indigenous elders.