Zhang Xiucai's big name is Zhang Lin, he was admitted to Xiucai at the age of sixteen, and he ranked high.

Those who know a little bit about the common sense of the imperial examination can understand that at such an age, being able to pass the examination is naturally promising, and it is unlimited. Zhang Lin also once thought that he could enter the high school as a scholar, enter the dynasty as an official, and support the society, and since then he has made some achievements, glorifying his ancestors, and leaving a name in history.

But then it seemed to be cursed, and he failed to try repeatedly, let alone Jinshi, and he couldn't even pass the exam.

At first, Zhang Lin thought that his knowledge was not enough, so he immersed himself in hard study, visited famous teachers everywhere, and studied Bagu.

It's just that he has been busy for ten years, and he still hasn't gotten anything, and he should be off the list or off the list.

Later, Zhang Lin gradually became clear that at that time, the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty was declining, and officials from all over the country were vying to form parties for personal gain, and if they wanted to be famous, learning alone was useless, and how many students and students like him had no way to serve the country.

You have to catch someone first, such as Donglin, such as the eunuch party, no one has recommended and sheltered, and you still want to squeeze in, isn't that whimsical? What's more, although they are both surnamed Zhang, he is still a little at odds with Zhang Zhifa and Zhang Gelao.

Although the elder of the pavilion will not take care of him as a showman, it is difficult to take a step forward.

Zhang Lin, who was busy working until he was thirty years old, finally gave up his plan to continue the exam. Relying on the fact that there are still some industries at home, and there is a talent and fame, let's live a stable life.

Time flies, Zhang Lin is almost to the age of not being confused, most of his life has passed, and he still has achieved nothing.

His early glory was followed by a long period of decline, and his fame was both his pride and a source of pain. At that time, Zhu Yiyuan said that Xiucai was not special, and he had to hand over the excess land, and he was furious.

But what Zhu Yiyuan has done and said in the past few days seems to be a powerful character.

Since this is the case, then take a gamble, and if you become it, it will be glorious through the ages, and it will be famous in history, and it will not be ...... Don't think about anything if you don't achieve anything. In life, you can't die with the grass and trees!

After some repeated consideration, Zhang Lin made up his mind.

First of all, all the rural households in Dazhuang Village are gathered, and then they are registered according to the number of people in each household.

"Listen, big guy, how many people are in your family, report it truthfully, because it is divided according to the head, if you want to take more, others will take less. The big guys are all villagers, and they can't fool anyone by lying. ”

Everyone nodded and couldn't wait: "Okay, we all understand, Zhang Xiucai hurry up." ”

Zhang Lin nodded, carried the pen all the way, and quickly registered the big guy, but in the face of an old man, he couldn't help but stop the pen, rolled his eyelids, and looked at this one with a wry smile.

"Third uncle, your family is a big family, five sons, and more than a dozen grandchildren, our Dazhuang Village belongs to your family with a large population. Everyone knows this, why do you just report a family of four? ”

Other villagers also followed suit and asked: "That's right, Zhang Sanye, you have a lot of family, you have to report it truthfully, you also said that if you have many sons and many blessings, you will not be separated when you die!" ”

"You fart!" The old man scolded angrily, "I'm not a fool, a household is up to twenty acres, you want to starve our family to death?" It's divided, it's all divided, the eldest child, the second, the third, and the fourth, all of them are divided, only the fifth child who has not started a family, and the old girl who has not married is at home. ”

Who said that the common people are ignorant and confused, and the vital interests are related, they can calculate it clearly, and there are many people who split up overnight.

Zhang Lin nodded secretly in admiration, Zhu Yiyuan's strategy of dividing the fields, many large households, took the initiative to divide the family.

Since the family is separated, even if it is a brother, it will gradually drift apart.

For example, this Zhang Sanye, he has five sons and more than a dozen grandchildren, and when he encounters something, he doesn't need other relatives, just these people pull them out, and they are enough to be tyrannical in the village.

At this time, in order to divide more acres, the four big ones were all separated, and each family had a pot, and they were never the same.

Over time, it will definitely be alienated.

From a large household to a number of small households, the cohesion between clans has gone down, and Zhu Gongzi's control has undoubtedly come up.

The purpose of splitting up large accounts is to have better control over the place.

Zhang Lin can naturally taste the power, this is the same as Tui Enling, it is an upright conspiracy, and the villagers will not only not object, but also take the initiative to cooperate.

I really had to take it.

If the Ming Dynasty had this ability, why would it be ruined!

After Zhang Lin sighed, he worked harder, and after he registered all the villagers, he calculated the number of plots to be divided......

From a single person's five acres of land to a household's highest twenty acres, the number of households in each grade is all clear.

Then the villagers were invited to divide the acres of land by the ten old farmers who were recognized as the best at farming.

Zhang Lin did not participate directly, but only supervised from the sidelines.

After the old peasants were properly divided, Zhang Lin asked each family to come and draw lots.

This drawing of lots is not a competition for which plot, but a selection order.

Whoever is lucky and ranks high will be selected first.

Because Zhu Yiyuan made it clear that the number of acres he asked for was not dead.

The situation of each field is different, some are fertile, some are barren, some are convenient for irrigation, and some can only rely on the weather for food.

In this way, if it is five acres per person and 20 acres per household, the difference is too great.

Therefore, when the old farmers divide the land, they take care of the condition of the field, if it is a good fertile field, each person can get four acres of land, and the upper limit of each family is sixteen acres.

Conversely, if it is a low-class field, the upper limit per household may be relaxed to 30 acres.

In other words, the output of each piece of land should be basically the same.

Even so, it will be much easier to get the high-quality field.

Therefore, being able to draw the top position, take the lead in picking, and get the land of your choice is simply happier than anything else, as if it is the New Year.

And those who are a little less lucky and can only be picked in the back can't help frowning.

Especially the old farmers who divided the fields, their faces were even darker.

Because Zhang Lin directly told them that you can't draw lots, just wait for the villagers to finish choosing, and then give you the remaining pieces.

A few old farmers just quit, "What are these words?" If we had known this, we would not have divided the fields. ”

"Yes, we have worked hard to divide the fields, and if we have bad luck, we will admit it, why don't we draw lots. Didn't Zhu Gongzi say to be fair, what kind of fairness is this? ”

These people were all angry with Zhu Yiyuan.

However, Zhu Yiyuan was not in a hurry, he came with a smile, and after listening to the complaints of several old farmers, he said: "Don't be busy with you first, dividing the field is only the first step, and the most important thing for us next is to protect the field." So I decided to choose someone who was highly respected in the village and served as the third elder...... The three elders I'm talking about are not just three, ten, or even more, and that's okay. The three elders of the village are the heads of a village, and they can get an extra two taels of silver every year, which is not much, which is considered a reward for the big guys. It's just about doing things for the villagers. ”

When these old farmers heard this, they suddenly woke up, and it turned out that they still had this hand hidden!

The old farmers who cooperated with the proper division of the land, were highly respected and selected as the three elders of the village, and the three elders of this village were between Zhu Yiyuan and the villagers, connecting the previous and the next.

If the villagers have something, they will react upwards, and if Zhu Yiyuan has any requests, they will also convey them downward.

In normal times, it is necessary to organize the people to work and work, and the personnel who belong to the most basic level are very hard.

They also do not receive a monthly salary, but a subsidy of two taels of silver every year, which is really not much.

It's just that after these old farmers heard it, it was completely different.

Because in the past, it was the gentry and the sages who read in the countryside who had the final say.

They control the locality, the imperial power does not go down to the county, and the county has the final say.

That's what they're talking about.

Zhu Yiyuan destroyed large households and pulled scholars to the same level as ordinary people...... It's nice to do that, but the question is what to do next?

After breaking and then standing, you have to stand up, you have to have someone in charge of things, connect the upper and lower levels, and mobilize the people.

Zhu Yiyuan's arrangement is to let these old farmers come forward.

"That Zhu Gongzi, are we officials?" An old farmer asked, rubbing his hands.

Zhu Yiyuan smiled, "It doesn't count or not." ”

The old farmer was puzzled.

Zhu Yiyuan continued: "You are indeed officials under my rule, and in the future, when our careers will grow, the best among you will be promoted, and you will be able to manage a county, a prefecture, or even a bigger place." But ......"

"We, as officials, can't be the same as before, don't be greedy for ink, don't oppress the people, we must really do things for the people, serve as an official, and benefit the villagers. The big guys are all watching! ”

When these old farmers heard this, they looked at each other and nodded in unison, "Understood, Zhu Gongzi can afford us, we can't let the villagers poke the backbone, we will take this errand." ”