In March, the early spring sunshine shines in Baqing Town, south of Hecheng County. The originally deserted fields were full of working people. The cows and horses pulled pears and made waves of soil. Most of these garrison soldiers were good at the fields, not to mention that the military garrison officials hired some old farmers to guide these garrison soldiers to farm.

"The land must be deeply cultivated, the surface must be loose, the large pieces of soil must be broken, and the grass roots on the ground must be cleaned..." Old Man Huang is an old farmer in Hecheng County. He has planted land for more than 40 years. He can harvest three or five dou of wheat more than others. He is a well-known farmer.

County Magistrate Fan recommended him to Juntun Yamen, who invited him to teach the soldiers to farm. This matter was fresh. Since ancient times, he has served as a soldier to eat food, but he has never heard of those who served as a soldier. At first, Old Man Huang did not dare to come because he was afraid of provoking those unreasonable soldiers. Not only did he be beaten, but he also delayed his own farm work.

Hecheng County suffered a war and was lucky enough to escape his life. Many people in the same village could never come back. There were many more fields and no one was planted. Old Man Huang heard from the government that he could have multiple abilities and could pay taxes according to the number of fields. When farming people heard that there were fields to plant, they would laugh out loud in their dreams.

The Huang family has a family of ten. The old couple has three sons and two daughters-in-law, two grandsons and one granddaughter. The family is looking forward to eighty acres of land. Now they can have more land and have more income to seek marriage for their younger son. Old man Huang is planning to have more fruits and fruits this year. Last year, the new governor taught everyone to make honey fruits. The fruits and fruits are rarely sold at a good price. If this year is still like last year, just three acres and six cents of fruits and fruits can be recovered.

County Magistrate Fan brought the officials from the yamen to come to invite him personally, and was very grateful to the magistrate Huang, a county magistrate. This official was a good official. He restrained those servants from exploiting the people. Last year, the court exempted the agricultural tax and did not charge a penny. County Magistrate Fan even brought people to the village to teach. Old Man Huang was nearly 60 years old, and he had never seen such a corruption-free official.

He agreed to teach for seven days, and gave him 40 cents a day to manage food and accommodation. County Magistrate Fan knew his thoughts and sent someone to pile 300 cents of copper coins in front of him, saying that the extra twenty cents were counted as the cost of his carriage. County Magistrate Fan wanted to give his face. Old Man Huang told his son not to be lazy and miss the farming time. He followed the people from the Juntun Yamen to take a carriage to Baqing Town.

The area of ​​Baqing Town is full of good fields, but unfortunately, the soldiers are gone. Whenever I think of the thousands of hectares of land that are deserted, Old Man Huang wishes to transform into millions and plant all the fields. Later, I heard that the court was going to send troops to farm, called military garrison, food, field, seeds, and animals, and everything was given. One soldier would be divided into fifty acres of land. This made the people in the village sigh that these soldiers were really lucky, and the court was so nice to them.

After shouting for a long time, Old Man Huang walked to the edge of the field, poured a bowl of tea from the clay pot, and drank it "gulp" and felt a little chill, but it was quenching its thirst. The General Feng, who had inconvenient right hand, came over and smiled, "Dad Huang, how are my soldiers? How is the farming of this land? How much harvest can you get?"

Old Man Huang glanced at the general's hand, curled up, and sighed secretly in his heart. He heard from the Magistrate Fan that these soldiers who came to farm were all good. They fought with the Hu people in the Western Regions on the battlefield and shed blood. They were injured and could not go to the battlefield. So the court placed them here to farm, and half of the food they farmed was handed over to the government and half of them.

"General Feng, yours

The soldiers are all good, and they don’t be lazy when working. The fields here are all ground. Although they have not been planted for more than a year and their fertility is still there. If they apply fertilization on time, they can at least get one and a half stones per mu." Old Man Huang was still envious, but he was less jealous. These soldiers have shed blood for us and should take care of them.

I heard from the Magistrate Fan that if the Hu people from the Western Regions came again, these soldiers would take up swords and guns to protect our people. The more soldiers there were, the better. I heard that General Feng and his team just came first, and tens of thousands of people came to our border to farm. With these tens of thousands of soldiers, the Hu people would not have to rush to run away when they came.

Feng Dingzhong looked straight at the busy scenery in front of him. The hillside was greener a little further away. In another half a month, the wheat seedlings in the ground would grow. At that time, the hillside would be full of flowers all over the mountains and fields, and good days would follow.

After taking the tea bowl handed over by Old Man Huang, Feng Dingzhong drank it all happily. The things promised by the governor of Jiang in Huiye Mansion were fulfilled one by one. Three thousand troops stationed in Baqing Town, 2,200 people were placed in Yiluo Town, 16 miles away by County Magistrate Fan. County Magistrate Fan was the senior brother of the governor Jiang. He gave up the Beijing official and came to Huazhou to help his junior brother. After several contacts, he felt that County Magistrate Fan was a enthusiastic person and a real person.

"Dad, the aquatic plants here are really good. Do you think you can raise them if you put some sheep?" Feng Dingzhong felt a little hot when the sun was shining. He loosened the buttons of his collar and blew in a cool wind, and he was about to sing out comfortably.

Old Man Huang smiled and nodded, "It seems that General Feng is also an expert. In the past, hundreds of families in Baqing Town raised thousands of sheep, but the famous Fu Town is a long and famous one. Unfortunately, the Hu people came and killed people and snatched things. This group of robbers who should be killed."

Feng Dingzhong smiled and said, "Dad, you don't want General Feng to call me shortly. My hometown is from Lingzhou. I will tell you that my family also farms. There are four brothers. I can't support my family. I recruited the army. After all, I am a farmer."

After hearing Feng Dingzhong's introduction that he was a farmer, Old Man Huang felt much more friendly, and smiled with wrinkles and said, "The farmer in the world is almost the same, it's all hard. I'll call you Brother Feng, Brother Feng, who else is there in the family?"

Feng Dingzhong and Huang Laohan started chatting on the edge of the field. The two chatted and laughed, just like an old farmer resting and chatting together after working in the spring sunshine.

Old Man Huang was not idle, and soon someone called him. Old Man Huang smiled apologetically at Feng Dingzhong and walked away with big strides. Feng Dingzhong sat on the ridge of the field. Although he was a garrison army, he was the commander of the garrison army. He didn't want him to manage the specific farming. He just needed to manage the soldiers under his command.

In the sunshine, the soldiers under his command were covered with sweat and smiles, and there was a sense of vitality in the spring. It seemed that they were like themselves, full of expectations for the future. Feng Dingzhong pulled up a piece of grass, chewed it in his mouth, and planned the future.

Feng Dingzhong has already started his family. His wife and two sons are working at home. With his salary, they live in the village. The two sons are almost married. The wife sends a letter to tell her that the eldest son has a marriage. The woman asks for a betrothal gift of five taels of silver. After passing the door in June this year, he asked him to take time to go back. The money is a trivial matter, but he has just come to Huazhou to farm, and a brother from Dabang under him looks at him, afraid that he will not be able to leave. He has been in the army for more than 20 years and has visited relatives every three years. He has not had many days to get together with his family.

My son's appearance was a little blurred in his mind.

After sighing, Feng Dingzhong spit out the weeds in his mouth. He remembered that last night, several good brothers came to his room to drink. Everyone said that they really didn't expect that the farming in Huazhou would be so good, which was better than the farming in Jia and the fields. After returning to Jia and the fields, Feng Dingzhong smiled bitterly. An official like himself could still be an official like a county magnitude. After returning to his hometown, most of the 3,000 people brought were not ordinary people. The court was divided into twenty acres of land, but they didn't know whether it was a land, a mountain or a wasteland. When they arrived at home, they were enslaved by the government, exploited by the yamen runners, and bullied by wealthy gentry. Such a life was better than being a soldier and eating food.

The woman often calls herself home, but she can do well according to her military achievements. However, she can't bear to leave those brothers who have come from generation to generation and do not support them. Their life will be even worse. She will struggle on the battlefield together, and she will die together. She can't leave like that.

The brothers muttered to him that the situation in the military camp was good, with residences and land. Everyone estimated the output was similar to what Old Man Huang said. One acre of land had one and a half stones of grain, and fifty acres were more than seventy stones of grain. Half of it was handed over to the government, and more than thirty stones were left, which was enough for the family to eat and use. If the family could follow, there would be no need to separate the two places, and the wife, children and children would eat braised vegetables at home.

To be honest, Feng Dingzhong was also moved. He really wanted to bring his wife and son here, so that the family would be reunited and live a harmonious life. If the family came, he could let shed sheep. It would be easy for so many people to find work at will. It would be even easier for sewing and repairing and eating, which was countless times better than in the village.

Feng Dingzhong raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at the sun that was two feet high, and his body and heart were warm. Just now, Mr. Huang said that he could raise sheep, and he could just dig a piece of land in the corner of the house and plant some fruits. That would be an income. The locals said that fruits and fruits are high, and honey fruits were sold at a good price last year. This year, the things have not been planted, so someone came to book them. Hecheng County is a major trading road, and you can earn a few cents by selling them with a pot of water on the side of the road. You can think about it and you won’t have to worry about finding something to do here.

It was reported to the court by Lord Jiang in the military camp. Everyone had to talk to Lord Jiang if they wanted to bring their family members. Feng Dingzhong stood up, patted the grass clippings on his butt, and thought to himself. He had met Lord Jiang. The young man was good to his group of old and weak soldiers. He could see that he was really respectful, not to invite people to win the hearts of others. His brothers were very grateful to Lord Jiang when they talked about Lord Jiang. This matter should be successful.

However, Lord Jiang was far away in Huiye Mansion, and it was not convenient for him to go there to find him. A few days ago, Fang Biejia and Hua Sima had already turned back to Huiye Mansion, and only the military order was left in Hetong County. The military order Lin Qing's fat face flashed in front of Feng Dingzhong, and Feng Dingzhong frowned. When Fang Biejia and Hua Sima were there, Lin Qing was very polite, but as soon as the two left, Lin Qing's face immediately became stern, looking condescending and domineering. Feng Dingzhong was in the army for a long time and used to this expression. He knew that he was asking for benefits. Everyone raised a hundred taels of silver to send it. Sure enough, Lord Lin changed his face again.

Such a person is unreliable. Feng Dingzhong thought about it and took time to go to the county government office. Lord Fan is Lord Jiang's senior brother and can speak. Besides, the family members of the Tunjun can come, which increases the population of Hecheng County, which is also a good thing for Lord Fan.
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