"Thank you for your kindness!"

In February of the 21st year of Jian'an, in a village composed of simple thatched huts on the outskirts of Jiangling, hundreds of people who had just settled down in the south, regardless of men, women and children, all bowed to Liu Chan, the youngest state pastor of the Han Dynasty, with sincere faces.

After setting the resettlement measures for centralized residence and the delivery of property to households, with Liu Chan's personal supervision, officials at all levels in Jingzhou acted quickly. In addition, there was a lot of wasteland at this time, and it didn't take long for the resettlement sites to be quickly implemented.

Although most of the fields in these settlements are wasteland and the houses are only rudimentary thatched huts, they are sufficient for these people who have just experienced displacement.

"Fellow fathers and fellow countrymen are tormenting boys, please hurry up!"

Looking at the crowd of people who bowed to him, Liu Chan hurriedly stepped forward over Zhao Yun, who was guarding beside him, and personally helped the leading elder.

"The old man has lived for decades, and he has never known how to pay money and grain to the government, but he has never encountered the government distributing money and food to the people...... Childe not only gave the grass people equal land, but also built houses, and the grass people and others really couldn't repay ......"

Looking at the state pastor in front of him, who was younger than his grandson, the elder who was personally helped up by Liu Chan was suddenly moved to tears.

"The old man has a good reputation! My fathers and fellow villagers did not shy away from hardships and came to meet each other...... The kid just did his part, how can he reciprocate! ”

Although the purpose of going out of the city to inspect the residential areas around Gangneung was to a large extent to further win the hearts and minds of the people, there should still be some modesty on the surface.

"What's more, these fields and houses, the kid didn't give them in vain. If there is no arrival of your fathers and fellow villagers, where will the boy choose the young man to join the army, haha! ”

In the end, Liu Chan said in a joking tone very frankly about the selection of young people to join the army.

"Childe laughed! Everywhere else, it is forcibly drawn from five dings, but Gongzi only selected 10,000 young people, and it is up to the grass people to voluntarily...... Childe is so benevolent, if the grass people and others are still not satisfied, it is really a conscience to let the dog eat it......"

Hearing Liu Chan talk about the selection of young men to join the army, the people were even more grateful.

It turned out that although Liu Chan agreed to the matter of the second master transferring 10,000 young men to join the army, he did not follow the usual practice of drawing soldiers, but stipulated the principle of voluntary enlistment.

Therefore, when I heard Liu Chan talk about the transfer of young men to join the army, in addition to gratitude, everyone's faces were without the helplessness and resistance they had when they had smoked in the past.

"Gong ...... Childe is both ...... Since it is said that you can voluntarily participate in the report when you are over 18 years old...... Why...... Why don't those people ...... Don't let the grass people ...... Attend! ”

Just when the people were grateful for Liu Chan's 'voluntary army' rule, a thin young man who looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old stammered and complained to him about the 'imperial petition'.

"Oh, there's such a thing? Hehe, this brother doesn't need to be nervous, just say something slowly. ”

Seeing the other party's anxious red face, Liu Chan, who thought that the other party was stammering because he was nervous, smiled and waved his hand to say in relief.

"Back to ...... Returning to the public ...... Childe, Grass ...... Grass Folk and ...... It doesn't matter...... Nervous. Grass people are just ...... Just ......"

What Liu Chan didn't expect was that after hearing his words of relief, the thin young man not only did not relax, but became even more stammering.

"Childe, Deng Ai is not nervous, but because he was born with a stutter, he speaks a little ......."

Just when the thin young man in front of him was so anxious that his face was red, the old man who had been picked up by Liu Chan before hurriedly opened his mouth to explain for him.

"I see! Then Brother Tai can't be in a hurry, rest and relax before ...... Uh, old man, what did you just call him? Deng...... Deng...... Deng Ai? ”

After learning that the thin young man was not nervous, but because he was born with a stutter, Liu Chan, who was originally going to let the other party rest and relax, was not finished, and he also became stammering.

No way, the name Deng Ai is too 'familiar' for Liu Chan, so familiar that he can't even think about it!

You must know that the reason why the 'self' in the original book has fallen from the emperor to the 'An Le Gong' who 'can't think about it here', and the most direct 'culprit' is a guy with the same name and surname as the young man in front of him and the same stuttering.

"Young master?"

Seeing Liu Chan stammering in seconds, Zhao Yun on the side couldn't help but look at him with a puzzled expression.

"I don't know if this brother is originally from Xinye?"

After a while, Liu Chan, who came back to his senses a little, didn't care about Zhao Yun's doubts, but eagerly asked about the origin of the Deng Ai in front of him.

Although he knew that the 'real' Deng Ai should still be working as a small official in Yingchuan to manage straw at this time, the thin young man in front of him was too 'like'.

Not only does it have the same name and surname, but the age is also right. The most important thing is that the Deng Ai in front of him also stutters.

Therefore, with the mentality of what if, Liu Chan urgently confirmed his origin.

Because in his opinion, the probability of having two people with the same name, surname, age, and stutter in the same place in this world is too low.

"Huh? Public...... Childe is like ...... How did I hear about Ai ......? Ainaixin...... New savages? ”

Hearing Liu Chan accurately say his place of origin, Deng Ai, who was a little more relaxed, couldn't help but look at him with a puzzled face.

You must know that although the Deng clan is also a big clan in the Xinye area, Deng Ai's branch has already declined by the time of his father's generation.

So he lost his father at a young age and lived in poverty, so he was a decent man, and he was better than a hooligan.

And he is such an unfamous person, but Liu Chan, the young master of Liu Bei's group, directly told his details, and he is not puzzled.

'I'm going to go and find nowhere to find my iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there, this is really a treasure! Waha......'

After confirming that the Deng Ai in front of him was the Deng Ai he was looking for, Liu Chan couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart.

You must know that he was originally going to wait for these relocated people to be settled, and then let Zhao Yun personally go out to Yingchuan to 'abduct' this guy who made himself an 'An Le Gong' to Jingzhou.

But who would have thought that this guy was unexpectedly sent to Quan, and he was crying and rushing to be a soldier for himself, could this not make him overjoyed?

"Hahahaha, this son not only knows that you are a new savage, but also knows that you will be a marquis in the future and become a generation of famous generals!"

Looking at Deng Ai with a puzzled face, Liu Chan became a 'magic stick' mysteriously, and even said something that surprised everyone present.