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A large courtyard in Dongguan City was already full of people.
When Fang Xing arrived at the door, he happened to see a group of men and women being driven into the courtyard.
"Uncle."
The person guarding the compound was Xia Chunqiu of the Hundred Households. He came over to salute, stood up and said, "Uncle, there are already fifteen families, and there are not enough rooms."
Fang Xing hummed, and when he went in, he saw that the same team of men and women were standing in the front yard, and one by one they went to sign up.
"Uncle, this is the Huang family. This family resisted fiercely and one brother was seriously injured."
"Is the resistance fierce?" Fang Xing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and then he came to the registration table.
The clerk who was registering these people quickly stood up. Fang Xing sat in his seat, staring at the middle-aged man behind him and asked, "Huang Yiren?"
The man's face was bruised and swollen. He knelt down and said, "The young man is Huang Yiren. Sir, the Huang family has been kind for generations, and there is nothing"
"No bad deeds?"
Huang Yiren nodded: "Sir, that's right. Before dawn today, these officers and soldiers rushed into Xiao's home and killed him wantonly. Xiao"
"Shut up!"
Fang Xing took a piece of paper from the clerk's hand and looked at it. Fang Xing sneered and said, "Then you mean we wronged you?"
Huang Yiren Nuonuo didn't dare to say anything, and the men and women were even more frightened and trembling all over.
"Snapped!"
Fang Xing slapped the table and said angrily: "More than a hundred swords and spears, twenty bows, three pieces of armor, Huang Yiren, is this your kindness?"
"grown ups!"
Huang Yiren walked a few steps on his knees, raised his head and said, "I'm just protecting myself!"
"Self-protection?"
Fang Xing said disdainfully: "Are you protecting yourself in Jiaozhou Prefecture? Then what are you afraid of? Huh?"
The little official also shouted: "There are officers and soldiers stationed in Jiaozhou Prefecture, and your family is still protecting itself. I think you want to take the opportunity to rebel!"
"I don't dare! I don't dare"
Huang Yiren shouted in tears, Fang Xing waved his hands in disgust: "Take it, let the whole family grow sugar cane."
Xia Chunqiu became anxious when he heard this, and whispered: "Sir, there is a woman!"
I go! A bunch of guys who want a wife!
Fang Xing explained that for those who were classified as rebellious, men would plant sugar cane and women would also have to work and wait for distribution.
There are seven women in the Huang family, three are daughters, who are pretty good-looking, and the other four are Huang Yiren¡¯s wives and concubines.
Thinking of the immigrants who were about to arrive, Fang Xing said with compassion: "Well, I should have beheaded your family to show the public, but God has good intentions, and His Majesty has also said many times that he should kill less and persuade more. Then send all the men. Plant sugar cane, womengo do some washing and sewing work, take them away."
Huang Yiren originally thought that his whole family would be killed, but when he heard that he was just going to plant sugar cane, he suddenly felt weak and the whole family cried.
"My lord, if you don't dislike my daughter Pu Liu's beauty, I am willing to serve you."
One of Huang Yiren's daughters suddenly turned towards Fang Xing, revealing a touch of tenderness in her breasts to Fang Xing's eyes.
The other two immediately reacted and saluted, saying they were willing to serve Fang Xing.
Although I don¡¯t know Fang Xing¡¯s identity, I can see that the people around him are all respectful, so this must at least be a common judgment.
Even if you can only be a concubine, it is better than being assigned to those soldiers as wives.
Three pairs of burning eyes, three young girls.
Fang Xing said expressionlessly: "Get down!"
"grown ups¡¡"
Fang Xing was pretty good-looking, and even Huang Yiren's four wives and concubines were attracted by him. He was so sweet and sweet for a while, which made Fang Xing, who had been alone for a long time, a little embarrassed.
"Get away!"
Fang Xing bent down and retreated awkwardly. Several sergeants came over and with their bayonets flashed, he controlled several women with shining eyes.
"grown ups¡¡"
Your sister is older!
Fang Xing was very angry, so he explained: "Women from wealthy families are not allowed to be the wives of Han people, they can only be concubines."
These women are relatively well-informed, and if the wind blows frequently, there may be some hidden dangers.
The women of the Huang family didn't know that it was because of their commotion that Fang Xing decided the fate of the wealthy women.
After the Huang family members were taken away crying, Fang Xingcai asked, "Have you caught the person who did it?"
Xia Chunqiu looked at the figures of those women walking away, licked his lips and said: "Wang Jianjun said that he wanted to scare those rebellious people, so he hung that person at the city gate."
"Well, this matter was handled well."
After Fang Xing finished reading this, he had to leave immediately to meet the immigrants.
In order to make these immigrants feel the importance of the military and political parties, Fang Xing and Huang Fu went out of the city to greet them when they were two miles away from the city.
After the two met at the city gate, Huang Fu said with a strange expression: "Dehua, the professor sent by the Ministry of Rites is also here."
Well!
Fang Xing could imagine that Lu Zhen must be stabbing his own villain at home now.
The two of them were waiting at the door. There were several rows of large pots with broth in them, and a steamer was steaming steamed buns. The steamed buns had been piled into a hill in the basket.
"The scouts are here!"
Several scouts rushed over quickly and reported: "Uncle, Mr. Huang, the immigrants have arrived."
Fang Xing put down the telescope and ordered: "Blow the gongs and drums and tell those women to come over quickly."
¡°Dong dong dong!¡±
Amidst the sound of gongs and drums, a dark crowd came from a distance.
More than a hundred Jiaozhi girls are holding wild flowers in their hands and smiling, ready to welcome guests from afar.
"More than five thousand people." Huang Fu came over and whispered, "They are all without wives."
¡°It¡¯s better not to have a wife!¡±
Fang Xing looked at the crowd getting closer and closer, and couldn't help but laugh: "We can only make arrangements if we don't have a wife. Who will be willing to leave then?"
The immigrants are all men, and only a few of them have children. These are all bachelors whose wives have died. This time I heard that Cochin not only has low food taxes, but also distributes wives, so I wanted to come and have a look.
In addition to the official match these years, who can still care if you have a daughter -in -law?
Can a woman married to an official be married?
Either they are ugly or they have flaws.
I heard that the women in Jiaozhi were capable and were good at home and in the fields, so they attracted these bachelors from the Ming Dynasty.
The population of the Ming Dynasty gradually multiplied. Because concubines were allowed, some men faced the fate of being singles for the rest of their lives.
These people are disgraced, but their clothes still look clean.
What a talent!
Fang Xing looked at the officials walking over and smiled.
Being able to change clothes before entering the city shows that they know how to change their clothes.
What Fang Xing hates most are those old-fashioned scholars who don¡¯t understand anything and do things in a rigid manner, which makes people want to go crazy.
"Xinghe Bo."
After the leading official from the Ministry of Rites met Huang Fu, he walked up to Fang Xing and said hello.
"Wen Shengzhai, a doctor in the Ministry of Rites, is a good friend of Lu Fei."
Some parts of his dark face have begun to shed skin, his eyes are bright, and his hair is messy.
When Fang Xing heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "That's one of our own. It's just that you were implicated by Lu Fei. Did he give you any benefits?"
¡° Come to Cochin to send immigrants and professors off, it¡¯s a job that no one in the Ministry of Rites would be willing to do.
And Lu Fei was a thorn in Lu Zhen¡¯s side, and Wen Shengzhai must have been offended by him.
Wen Shengzhai said with a hearty smile: "Xiaguan went there once before he left. Brother Lu felt guilty, so he just gave him the miasma-avoiding medicine passed down from his family."
"Is the journey still peaceful?"
The northern part of Jiaozhi has basically stabilized, but there are still some rebellious remnants hiding from the officers and soldiers in the mountains and forests.
Wen Shengzhai whispered: "Seventeen people died, and there were more than fifty people in the car. They are all acclimated."
Seventeen people!
Even if you are like Fang Xing, you can¡¯t help but breathe a sigh of relief after hearing that only seventeen people died.
¡°The conditions here are not bad, just take good care of yourself.¡±
After Fang Xing explained a few words, he saw a group of men wearing Confucian shirts surrounding Huang Fu. One of them, an old man, was talking to Huang Fu in a tone that seemed a little excited. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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