Chapter 65: Spring Ploughing
Since the summer of the third year of Xingqing, the Song army advanced into Hexi, the Song Dynasty immigrated to Shibian, Tuntian and cultivated, and nearly one million immigrants from Sichuan have moved to various parts of Hexi one after another.
Fortunately, the Mongol army only stayed in Hexi for a little more than a year, and although Hexi suffered a huge loss of population, a large number of Sichuan immigrants entered the country, which was just enough to fill the gap. However, the fortresses and houses that have been devastated by the war must be built brick by brick.
When immigrants entered Hexi, Hexi was reclaimed and industry and commerce were restored, and the Yamen of the Hexi Establishment Department dispatched officials to establish yamen in the four counties of Hexi and the counties and towns of Hexi, to govern civil affairs, create new household registrations, persuade farmers to pay taxes, settle prison lawsuits, and urge taxation.
In the past four years, the population of Hexi Road has reached nearly one million, the houses are like houses, the city wall has been repaired, and its bustling and luxuriant is far from the tragic situation of a hundred miles of people when the Song army took over Hexi that day.
When the Mongol army entered Hexi, the broken walls and barren fields have been replaced by a bustling and fertile field.
In just four years, because the number of immigrants is far greater than that of the aborigines, the government is clear, and the law and order in Hexi are stable, and there is no chaos.
Dunhuang City, the original Shazhou, with the land reclamation, commercial prosperity, but also restored the original prosperity. The people live and work in peace and contentment, and there is a thriving scene.
South Street in the city, in the "Hexi Restaurant" in the middle of the street, looking at the figure of Xili Lubu, the shopkeeper Liu Dayi greeted him with a smile.
"Cyri Xianggong, you're here!"
The Xili family, the former family of Hexi, has unfortunately been empty in the past few years, the scenery is no longer there, and the family property has been wasted and squandered.
"Shopkeeper Liu, don't call him the prince of Xili anymore, I'm just an ordinary person now."
Cyrirub smiled and sat down at the table.
Liu Dayi is not an ordinary businessman, his family is big, Liangzhou and Ganzhou and other places have his industry, and his friendship with the Song people's government is not ordinary, he dare not offend.
"Shopkeeper Liu, as usual."
"Husband of the Cyri, the villain has a relative who has bought a new house, and he wants to buy some furniture. Do you still have that? ”
Liu Dayi left, and a round-faced fat man surrounded him.
"Not anymore. But I still have two chairs, a square table, both of which are yellow pears, do you want to? ”
"Husband Xili, I have to ask my relative!"
Hearing that there was nothing good, the round-faced fat man was not interested, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he sat aside, turned his head, and ate and drank by himself, and no longer bothered with Cyrirub.
"Tell me well, if you want, I'll give it to you cheaper!"
Shy in his pocket, Sirilub is no longer ashamed.
"Good, good! Wait for my letter. ”
The round-faced fat man didn't look back, and poured himself a drink.
Liu Dayi personally served the food, and another thin man came over and asked Cyrirub.
"Xianggong Xili, is your house for sale or not? The wealthy businessman Li is a big official, but he is willing to pay a lot of money. ”
"Where do I go to live after selling my house?"
Cyrirub said with a smile on his face.
"Sell the big one, change it to a small one, it's enough for you to use for several years! Husband of the Cyri, go back and think about it! ”
The thin man cooked himself and poured himself a glass.
"Okay, I'll go back and think about it."
Cyrirub took his glass and drank it slowly.
"Xianggong Xili, go back and think about it, after this village, there will be no such shop!"
The thin man is not dead yet.
"I know, I know. Think about it. ”
Cyrirub nodded, deep in thought.
"Think about it!"
The thin man patted Sirirub on the shoulder and turned to leave.
"Cyri, don't listen to that guy. Don't you know how black-hearted he is? ”
Liu Dayi came over and whispered in Sirilub's ear.
"Thank you, shopkeeper Liu. Thank you very much. ”
"Cyrirub, if you really want to sell the house, you go to the government, don't talk about stability, and the money will not be short. You have so many relatives and friends in Lingzhou and Xingzhou, you do some business, isn't it better than anything else? ”
Liu Dayi was kind-hearted, and when he saw that Siri Rub was in a mess, he gave him an idea.
"Thank you Shopkeeper Liu for the reminder!"
Cyrirub nodded, and suddenly spoke.
"Shopkeeper Liu, how about you say that I sold the house, took my former family with me, and went to Nanyang or Africa? How about planting a few hundred acres of land and building a manor? ”
"Xianggong Xili, it seems that you are not stupid!"
Liu Dayi laughed.
"When you go to the South Sea, the Indian Ocean, Africa, you don't need to be entangled along the way, you go to eat, drink and be full. Your family will raise horses, and if you go to those places, there is a chance to show your talents. ”
Going to the South Sea, the Indian Ocean, and Africa, it is not uncommon to see it in the newspapers, and even Sirirub has moved his mind.
"I'm mainly because I don't want to stay in Hexi anymore, I want to leave this sad place and start over."
At this moment, Sirirub was rarely sober in the world.
"Cyri, as long as you feel comfortable."
The shopkeeper was about to walk away after speaking, but was stopped by the thin man.
"Shopkeeper Liu, Xianggong Xili, spring ploughing has begun, don't you want to take a look?"
"I'm not going, it's too busy. Xili Lub, you don't go to take a look, appease Fan Xianggong and the county Shoujiang Xianggong are here, and by the way, get acquainted with it. On the ground in Hexi, you still have to have a good relationship with these feudal officials and one of the parents of the officials, right? ”
Liu Dayi smiled and shook his head, but instead persuaded Xili Lub.
"Shopkeeper Liu, I'll go and have a look. However, I would like to ask about going to South Seas Africa. ”
"Xianggong Xili, so your house is going to be sold?"
The thin man and the fat man followed behind Cyrirub.
Autumn ploughing is deep, spring ploughing is shallow. Spring ploughing is like turning cakes, and autumn ploughing is like digging a well.
Spring ploughing is one inch deep, and it can be used to top dung. Spring ploughing is unwilling to be busy, and the face is hungry and yellow after autumn.
Five miles outside the south city of Dunhuang, east of Yangguan Town, a field, crowds of people, gongs and drums are noisy, and it is very lively.
On the ground, on a square table with three animals and fruit cakes, several parents and officials in Anxi County, as well as a number of local wealthy families, were burning incense to worship the emperor's heavens and thick soil, and everyone bowed three times, and was extremely humble.
Hebei pacification envoy Fan Zhong, Dunhuang County Taishou Jiang Wanli, Dunhuang famous people did not hide the music protection as the head, a group of local gentry and celebrities followed, according to the worship of the gods, with the worship of the gods of heaven and earth read, the atmosphere of the scene reached a climax.
In the cheers of the people, Fan Zhong, the pacification envoy of Hebei Xi, and the Dunhuang County guarded the river for thousands of miles, each personally supported the plow, followed by the ploughing ox, and performed a trial ox ploughing the field to show the start of spring ploughing.
"In the spring ploughing in previous years, either those big officials and wealthy families in Shazhou, or there were no at all. I didn't think that it was to appease the envoy and the Taishou now, it's really rare! ”
Among the onlookers, some people sighed.
"You don't understand this? In the past, it was those powerful people who pretended to be powerful and pretended, but then the Tatar army came, and the entire Shazhou was about to be killed. Then Song Jun came again, and he took grain, seeds, farming tools, cattle and horses, this is how to be a man, otherwise how can people be convinced? ”
A man in his thirties said lazily, looking at his bald hair and golden ring, and his left leather robe, it should be no different from the party clan.
"You don't hide Sun Hu, don't put any bullshit!"
As soon as the man who spoke finished speaking, he was scolded back by the middle-aged man in the blue cotton robe next to him.
"You haven't been in Shazhou for so long, why haven't you seen you give a liter of food to the poor? The Tatar army is coming, how many people have died in your family, don't you count in your heart? If you don't happen to be in Shazhou, you won't have a collector and die! Now that you're back, you have food and drink, what do you have to complain about? I still want to be your rich son, you can dream of it! ”
He didn't hide Sun Hu's face was red, but he didn't say anything.
Although Jiao Er's words are ugly, they are all truthful. He was dissatisfied that more than 10 hectares of fertile land that originally belonged to his family had been confiscated by the government and turned into public land or distributed to the common people and military households who came to Hexi to cultivate.
"If you don't hide your grandson, you can save your life, so you can be content. The pacification envoy and the Taishou Xianggong are both clean officials, who love the people like sons, and there is no private land in Hexi that does not pay taxes. If you want to farm, you just have to pay for rent, and you have to pay taxes anyway. I don't pay taxes like before, and there's nothing like that! ”
The government decree of the pacification envoy of Hexi that whether it is Shangtun or Mintun, at the end of the three-year period, must pay taxes. The sergeants planted all belong to the government, and the people are divided into two kinds, the government hires people to plant, and the government provides seeds and cattle, and the people who grow are seven officials and three. As for the people who sow for themselves, they should pay taxes.
Gao Shilian said yes. Think about what it was like a few years ago, and now this Shazhou is finally lively again. ”
A white-haired old man of the party was full of emotion.
"Hexi, you must not fight again!"
The other old man shook his head and sighed.
Years of war, the population has decreased dramatically, most places do not have one out of ten, the fertile land has become a wasteland, there are bones everywhere, and there is no one for a hundred miles. When the Song army came, the wasteland was classified as official land and returned to the government. The government was then cultivated by soldiers, merchants, and immigrants, and the fruits went to the government and the merchants and people who farmed the land.
Every day, in the fields, groups of soldiers and people go out early and return late, busy in the fields. After four years of recovery, Hexi finally regained its vitality.
"Jiang Xianggong, the villain doesn't read much and can't count, you can help calculate it."
Dong Si raised his swarthy face, and he rubbed his hands in a rough coat, very embarrassed. The group of farmer next to him also pricked up their ears one by one, listening and observing carefully.
"The villain's family has rented 120 acres of land, and when the autumn harvest comes, how much can they get?"
Jiang Wanli kicked the mud on his shoes, and said in a deep voice: "Dong Si, you planted one hundred and twenty acres of land, according to the approximate output, it is about one hundred and twenty stones, you take 84 stones, and the government takes 36 stones, it is clear." ”
"Jiang Xianggong, what if this encounters a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"
A man next to him asked with a smiling face.
"Natural and man-made disasters?"
Jiang Wanli smiled slightly and continued:
"If it is a natural or man-made disaster, the arrears of production exceed 10% of the usual, and less than 30%, the government will collect less than 10% and a half, and if it exceeds 30%, the government will be exempted from collecting it for the current year. However, the government will at least ensure that you have enough to eat. If you don't have enough food to eat, the government will subsidize you so that you don't go hungry. ”
Everyone laughed.
Such an official government is convincing.
"Jiang Xianggong, this tax won't be charged more, right?"
Seeing that this Taishou Xianggong was also muddy, the people next to him were much bolder and continued to ask.
"Ten taxes are one, and all people are the same. There are no other harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, so don't worry. ”
Ten taxes and one tax are also because the people have enough land. Twenty acres for one person, compared with three or four acres per person in the original Great Song Dynasty, is not the same.
The people worked hard and the tax burden was huge, but Hexi was special, with most cattle and horses, and convenient irrigation, so life was much better than that of the mainland, especially north of the Yangtze River.
With the influx of more and more immigrants into Hexi, I am afraid that this cultivated land will soon be divided.
"As soon as Jiang Xianggong said this, the villain was down-to-earth, and he knew that the villain would rent more land this year and get more!"
Dong Si said with a smile. Renting more land is nothing more than hiring more people to farm, and in the end it is you who will make a profit.
"Fourth brother, if you have a family of five, if the harvest is 120 stones, the harvest of 86 stones is enough to eat for a year, you should be content."
In the crowd, some hired workers spoke enviously.
Dong Si shook his head and replied: "It's enough to eat, but this chai, salt, meat, tea, sickness or something, all cost money, and the burden is not light!" ”
Everyone nodded, and Jiang Wanli was also helpless.
How difficult the people's livelihood is, in this world, it is already good to be able to eat well.
On the ground, seeing Jiang Wanli mingling with the people, Fan Zhong nodded with satisfaction.
This Jiang Wanli is indeed a talent, and after a few years of training, he can be of great use.
Sweeping his gaze to the west, Fan Zhong couldn't help frowning.
Hundreds of horses galloped in, smoke billowed from them. The knight on the horse came to him, rolled his saddle and dismounted.
"Fan Xianggong, the Gaochang Uighurs have invaded, broken Yangguan Town, and are coming to Dunhuang, only thirty miles away from here!"
"What about my Great Song Border Army?"
Fan Zhong was shocked, and his face was silent.
"Commander Zhang has passed down the military order, and the three armies of Yang Pass, Yumen Pass, and Dunhuang will go to intercept! The soldiers of our battalion came here to cover the return of the prime minister and others to the city. ”
Fan Zhong nodded, thought for a while, and immediately gave the order.
"Let all the people retreat to Dunhuang. Don't panic, there is an army ahead to kill the enemy. ”
Dunhuang, Yumen Pass, and Yangguan are all important border towns, with 10,000 elite soldiers, and how many soldiers and horses from the Uighurs in Gaochang dare to attack?
I hope that you will not miss this spring ploughing.