As early as early summer approaches, the weather is already getting a little dry.

Sun Chengzong has been serving as the magistrate of Li County for half a month.

In the signing room, he picked up a pen and wrote a few words, thought about it, picked out a few broken hairs from the tip of the pen, nodded, and immediately wrote with confidence, and wrote an article in his hand for a moment.

Then Sun Chengzong gave the document to Li Magistrate Li, who smiled and said, "Mr. Sun, am I still worried? Don't show it to me, just stick it on."

Sun Chengzong said: "It's better to take a look at it."

Seeing that Sun Chengzong insisted, Li Zhixian picked up the reading, but after reading it, he praised it and asked Sun Chengzong to post it word by word.

Sun Chengzong nodded, and then ordered the yamen to copy several copies of the book, and then posted it out.

After the notice was posted in Zhe County, the county and township exploded.

Yujiagou is next to the county town.

After the notice was posted, Yujiagou took up the gong and started beating it.

Hundreds of villagers were called from the ground to the village head, and they grew up in the village and said loudly: "Friends, the government is about to open a river again!"

The villagers shouted, "I know, I know, it's not the first time. If nothing else, we will part."

"Why do we still have to grow crops."

The village chief pressed his hands and said, "This time is no longer than before. In addition to opening rivers, the imperial court also had to divert rivers and irrigate silt and silt dams."

"Everyone heard it clearly. It's a dam silt land! The more than 5,000 acres of land in the east end of our village are all in the dam."

As soon as the news came out, the villagers were all blown up.

Everyone said, "Is it true or false?"

"The government is willing to do good things? As the saying goes, building a wall in a ditch is to block mud and collect grain!"

"Everyone knows the benefits of silting dams. The silting fields in the dam are just a stockpile of grain, and even the rotten land can collect grain."

"It's not just rotten land, it's just a sludge that doesn't grow crops. As long as the river water is filled with silt, it will immediately become a good field."

"There are more than ten acres of balsamic land at the east end of the village. It was originally a good field, but the river water flooded and it was soaked more than ten years ago. The original balsamic land became a balsamic land that could not grow even if it grows. If the silt is sludge, it will become a good field."

"What's more than ten acres? I still have more than one hundred acres in my family? That's the ancestral inheritance. Last month, I asked me to sell it to him by one acre of three cents, but I didn't agree?"

This balsamic land is the current saline-alkali land. In the past, the Yellow River flooded. If the water accumulation did not recede, the soil would easily become saline-alkali land.

The solution to convert the brine repellent land back to fertile fields is to divert yellow and irrigate the silt, irrigate the Yellow River, rinse the saline and alkali, and then form a new soil layer.

This point was adopted as early as the pre-Qin period. The records of the Grand Historian said that the water of the turquoise was filled with injected water, and the turquoise of more than 40,000 hectares of turquoise land was harvested, and all of them were harvested per acre.

As for the dredging of the Jialu River proposed by Zuo Chuying to Lin Yanchao, he used this method. He used the digging of the dirt to build a dam to form a moon dike to encircle the river bank, and then divert water to silt, turning the land in the dam into silt fields.

Our ancestors have two thousand years of experience in this set of techniques.

When the government heard that the government was going to build dams and silt land, the people asked how many acres of briquette fields were in their own homes.

At this time, a person said, "Sun Ersha, you have twenty acres of glutinous fields in your family. Wouldn't you become rich?"

"What kind of money will the government give you a blank silence? You really think I am Ersai!" Sun Ersai said without being stupid at all.

"General A, do they want our village to pay or pay?"

The village chief heard this and said, "I'll see what the notice says?"

The village chief looked at it for a while but couldn't understand it. Then he pulled an old scholar and said, "Mr. Niu, you are a scholar. Look at how this notice is written. I can't read several words."

The old scholar was wearing a long gown and had patches on his sleeves, but even so, the farmers who couldn't read the big words below admired him very much.

The Niu Xianggong coughed twice, and after reading the notice, everyone asked, Niu Xianggong, what are you watching?

Mr. Niu said impatiently: "Don't quarrel, let me look slowly. Now, the notice said that at least twenty males will be paid per liter. Each male can receive five cents of silver per month. There is no limit on males per village, so the more, the better."

"What's the government doesn't want money to repair us? Is there such a good thing?"

A villager said, "Yes, you don't even look at who is the prefect now, that's Lin Qingtian!"

"It was thanks to him that we didn't starve to death in our village last year. After he came to Guide, you can see who dared to go to the countryside to urge the jail runners who relied on their power."

"Lin Qingtian is a good official, and he is good at thinking about our people. He knows that there is not much in our Zhe County, but it is soaked in the Yellow River water and has a lot of silt land. So he took advantage of the opportunity to open the river to build dams and silt land for our people."

"This time we have given Lin Qingtian another blessing."

"Why didn't such a good official come earlier in the past? We Guide!"

When the people heard that the government had built him a dam for free, their faces were full of joy.

"In the past, we relied on the sky to grow crops, and the rain rushed to fertile fields, and it was difficult to farm in drought. Now that we have a grain stockpile, what are we afraid of?" an old farmer said excitedly.

"With Lin Qingtian here, we ordinary people can finally live a good life."

"It's not just a good day, but a better day!"

Seeing this, the village chief said, "Everyone said Lin Qingtian is good. So, will you go to the dam construction matter?"

The villagers raised their hands one after another and said, "I'll go, I'll go!"

"General A, I'm just honest!"

"Forget it, old stone!"

"Repair the dam, I'm also my one!"

"What? Lao Yu, what are you doing? I won't plant the land at home?"

"What are you planting? After a year of plowing, the cattle will die and you can't collect three or five buckets, but as long as you stock up with grain, you will have at least two or three stones per acre."

"What's more, there is still money to get when repairing the river!"

"Why don't we go to such a good thing? Are you right?"

The villagers said together, and when they saw that there were more than 30 villagers who had signed up, not counting other people who had not arrived yet. It seemed that the matters assigned by the county were done without any effort.

The village chief was proud, and the person below said, "General A, we not only care about your face, but also Lin Qingtian."

"Who doesn't want to live a good life? Lin Qingtian is the official who can let the people live a good life."

"In the future, when we have a grain stockpile, we ordinary people should not escape from famine in the desert and beg when we don't accept it."

"I said that the day Lin Qingtian became the prefect, that within three years, the people of Guide would be able to live a good life. That's right, it's a great rule. They spit on each other and do what they say!"

The villagers were all confident.

"Dying a dam is like repairing a warehouse, blocking mud is like accumulating grain. There are 100 acres of dams in the village. You are not afraid of drought!" An old man immediately started chanting this folk song.

When the common people heard this, they all sang: "The 100-acre dam in the village is not afraid of drought!"

"No matter how dry you are, you won't be afraid!"

Many villagers' eyes were filled with tears, and since then the wasteland has become fertile land.

The people really have a good life.

Within three years, Lin Qingtian did not lie to us ordinary people.

The villagers said one by one, and I said one by one. At this moment, a man cried loudly.

Everyone looked like they were the eldest widow of the Yu family in the village.

Everyone asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?"

The eldest widow of the Yu family cried for a while, and then stopped for a while, she said: "Last year, the head of the family owed a lot of debts. This year, the head of the family passed by, and the creditor came to the door. Last month, Gao Damazi came to the door and said that she used three cents and five cents per acre to collect the twenty acres of braised land at the east end of our village."

"I thought to myself that since the scattered land does not grow crops, it will be sold to him in a waste. But when the notice was released today, the scattered land became a grain stockpile. Why do you think my life is so miserable!"

After hearing what the big widow said, several people in the village also said, "Yes, last month, Gao Damazi came to our village to collect fields and specialize in collecting braised land."

"We all thought he had his head clamped on the door, but we didn't expect that he had received the news long ago."

"That's right, I heard that Gao Damazi's son-in-law works as a job in the county government office, and is still the number one person."

The villagers talked all the time and learned that the prick fields in the hands of several people in Yujiagou Village were all bought by Gao Damazi last month.

This person learned the news in advance and bought the scattered land from the common people. As long as the dam is blocked, the scattered fields will be turned into gold immediately, and the bad fields will become good fields. Even if Gao Damazi doesn't plant this field, as long as he sells it, he will not make ten times more profitable in one go.

When the villagers heard the news, they were immediately indignant and cursed Gao Damazi.

"Don't get angry, this tall masturbator bastard is colluding with the government, so we will go to the county government to sue him!"

"Say it? Gao Damazi's family has officials, and the people will not fight with them!"

"The officials protect each other, can we fight him?"

"What's the matter that can't be defeated? If the county government can't be defeated, we will go to the government government government to sue. With Lin Qingtian here, who would dare to bully me, the common people."

"That's right, Lin Qingtian will definitely uphold justice for us!"

The common people were afraid of hearing the lawsuit, but after hearing the words Lin Qingtian, they suddenly became bold.

At this moment, several people in the village who were deceived by Gao Damazi to buy land, and they also asked Gao Xianggong to write a complaint, and then went to the county government.

Everyone came to the county government office, but they saw that many ordinary people had already gathered.

These ordinary people surrounded the county yamen, holding white notes or field deeds in their hands, and said one after another: "There are some officials and businessmen in the yamen who colluded with us. Last month, they bought our land at a low price. I hope the county magistrate will give us justice."

The people were in anger, and a few people mixed with gangsters said, "What are you yelling around? You can't recognize the words? You wrote them all in black and white at the beginning, do you want to regret it now?"

"You unruly people, believe it or not, the old parents will arrest you and beat the board!"

"When I was plagiarizing, I didn't say anything when I took the money. Now I'm jealous of money and went to the yamen to seek justice?"

Just as everyone was making a noise, the county government gate opened, but Sun Chengzong walked out.

The yamen suddenly became quiet. Sun Chengzong looked at everyone and said, "My fellow villagers, you all know what you want to say. Have you read the last sentence in the notice? From the fifth day of last month, as long as you are within 30 miles of Jialu River, all land sale contracts will not count!"
Chapter completed!