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Chapter 140 Iron Wall and Copper Wall Tongshan County

noon.

The majestic place of the county government office is a bit noisy today.

Steward Zheng looked at Fan Yi's body, which was dragged over and put on the ground, and couldn't help but blushed and asked sharply, "What's going on!"

"It was too late to say it, but it was too soon, then Fan Yi took advantage of my unpreparedness and suddenly shattered the shackles with his internal force! He took a certain simple knife and jumped three feet high."

When Gou Sheng opened his mouth, it was a familiar formula.

It was even more perfunctory than the last time Chen Chu killed Zhang Gui, and he didn't even arrange a 'sword wound' for his own people.

Butler Zheng can naturally see the problem.

The serene Fan Yi had crooked knife scars on his face. Although the scabs had healed off, the scars were red, swollen and raised, like earthworms crawling on his face, which was indescribably horrifying.

After being arrested for more than ten days, Fan Yi has been tossed and stripped by He Bei. Not only has he become as thin as a skeleton, but he is also missing two fingers on his left hand and a thumb on his right foot.

With this appearance, I'm afraid he can't even walk. How can he break the shackles and snatch the sword?

Besides, Fan Yi is not good at kung fu, so how come such advanced things as 'internal force'?

".Then Fan Yi used the old tree to entangle him, and Brother Peng took advantage of the situation to attack Huanglong and kill him."

Mr. Gou's posture lecture started again. Steward Zheng looked at Chen Jingyan with a gloomy face, "Chen Xianzun, this soap-clothed man is talking nonsense, and there must be something hidden in it. Is there no one in the county to take him into custody for interrogation?"

"Hey! Mr. Zheng, we all know that Gou Bukuai is a loyal and honest person in the third class of the county government's punishment room. He is not a person who can talk nonsense. If you don't believe me, you can ask other colleagues?"

The sensible Chen Du nodded.

Immediately, a group of soap clothes echoed.

"That's right! Brother Gou Sheng, we know who he is!"

"Well, Brother Gou is dull and not good at words, so he will definitely not lie."

"Ah, yes yes yes!"

The gloomy-faced Steward Zheng glanced at the messy soap clothes, then at Chen Jingyan who was trying his best to pretend to be transparent, and then at Ximen Gong, Cai Yuan, and Xu Bang.
This group of people counted as one, either kept silent, or frowned.

No one opened their mouths to stop the group of soap clothes.

Steward Zheng finally tasted something, couldn't help looking around the Tongshan county government office, finally set his eyes on Chen Xiaolang's face, smiled grimly, and said: "What a Tongshan county with iron walls and copper walls. When I go back, I will report what happened today to my master."

After finishing speaking, Steward Zheng turned around and left, beside him, Catcher Wang of Langshan County hurriedly dragged his subordinates up to Fan Yi's body to follow.

"Mr. Zheng, let's go."

"Hey! These two things belong to him too, why don't you take them with you?"

Gou Sheng pinched two severed fingers from the ground, and shouted at Steward Zheng's back.

When Butler Zheng and others disappeared from sight, Xu Bang sighed leisurely: "Hey, I provoked his Zheng family for no reason."

Ximen Gong on the side put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "What happened to the Zheng family? So what if Zheng Er is the commander of the left-behind department in Caizhou? Could it be that he dares to send troops to attack Tongshan County?"

That night.

Langshan County, the Zheng family mansion in Yinmazhuang.

In the side room across the courtyard, Mao Yanrong, the second head of Yuquan Mountain, helped the third brother Fan Yi clean the body.

Not only was Fan Yi's face damaged, his hands and toes were missing, but his two eggs were also picked off.

Mao Yanrong thought of the happy past with his third brother in the village, and couldn't help feeling sad.

Even more than ten days ago, when he learned of the death of his elder brother Zhang Li, he was not so sad.

He and Fan Yi are not only brothers, but also have a deeper and deeper relationship.

Seeing such a miserable end for the lover and brother at this time, it is natural to be inexplicably sad and indignant.

'squeak~'

There was a light knock on the door hinge, and a young man in his twenties walked in.

Seeing Mao Yanrong, he sighed first, "Second leader, please mourn."

"Sixth Young Master! Don't avenge this revenge, and swear not to be a human being! Please help me, Sixth Young Master!"

"Hey, I know the hatred in the second master's chest is overwhelming, but this matter still needs to be discussed in the long run."

"."

Mao Yanrong naturally heard that the other party was trying to evade, and he couldn't help feeling great hatred in his heart!
I, Yuquanshan, have done so many things for the Zheng family!Now my two brothers are dead, but your Zheng family is unwilling to avenge my village!

However, he wouldn't say that.

At this time, he abandoned his village and hid in Zheng's house, and only took a dozen or so brothers with him, not to mention like a bereaved dog, at least he was living under the fence.

"Yes, according to the sixth son's arrangement." After thinking about it, Mao Yanrong lowered his head and said respectfully.

Since then, Tongshan County has been very peaceful for a while.

The people also gradually began to get busy.

In April, a lot of lotus roots are planted in the shallow lake north of Luliuxu.

Only in the late summer and early autumn, there will be a beautiful scene of lotus flowers reflecting the sun.

In mid-April, indica rice was sown in the paddy fields outside Luliuwei that had been sorted out in winter.

Tongshan County is adjacent to the Huai River, and belongs to the area of ​​mixed wheat and rice.

After entering May, it is also the hardest time of the year for farmers but also the time of joy. Harvesting wheat.

At present, harvesting wheat is more than just harvesting the fruits of a year's hard work into the warehouse. Farmers take this matter very seriously, even a little piously.

Not only did the whole family join the battle, even the three teams stationed at Qingfeng Ridge rushed back to participate in the summer harvest.

The seventh day of May.

Chen Chu wore a straw hat and was dressed as a farmer. Following him, he said, "Open the sickle!"

Luliuwei summer harvest work started.

In the fields, there are all young men bowing their heads to harvest the wheat, which looks magnificent.

"Two tigers, do you dare to compete with who will finish cutting this crop of wheat first?"

Liu Siliang, who just rushed back to Zhuangzi yesterday, smiled and challenged Liu Erhu.

"Hahaha, Bibibi, whoever loses, please drink tonight!"

Liu Erhu immediately accepted the challenge.

A year ago, they were still farmers planing food in the fields, so this farming work is naturally familiar.

On Chen Chu's side, he brought the older children from Lanxiang Academy to experience the summer harvest.

There is no shortage of labor in the Zhuangzi, and Chen Chu let them work under the scorching sun to let the children know that a meal is hard to come by.

In order to avoid the children whose living conditions are far superior to those of their father and brother in the past, they will forget their origins before they are rich.

Uncle Liu and Uncle Yang brought a few good hands to harvest Chen Chu's low and thick "hybrid experiment field" which is far longer than the wheat in the adjacent fields.

The two brothers have been staring at this wheat field for half a year, just waiting to harvest it today to see how much grain they can harvest.

In addition to these old faces, there are also some strangely dressed people participating in the labor, and there are several defense team members guarding the side.

It was said that they were dressed strangely because their clothes were shabby and dirty.During the summer harvest, the villagers of Luliuxu naturally wore old clothes, but they were all clean and tidy.

Therefore, they are obviously different from the villagers.

Secondly, these people often have various tattoos on their bare chests and arms.

Three times, these people are all wearing shackles on their ankles
Some of them were former Yuquan mountain bandits, and some were roadblockers captured by Dalang and the others stationed in Qingfengling in recent months.

After torture and coercion, the gangsters came to a scene to expose each other.

Those who have lives on their hands and commit the most heinous crimes "voluntarily" turned their bodies into fertilizer to nourish the land of Tongshan to show their repentance.

The rest are called "re-education through labor prisoners", and they atone for the sins of the local people with their own labor.

Of course, they are also 'voluntary'.

For this reason, Chen Chu also specially made statistics.

Take the Yuquan Mountain white-haired mouse as an example. After being exposed by his companions, he stole 170 pennies from a family in the winter of the previous year;

A total of 490 four essays.

Paying attention to convincing people with reasoning, Chen Chu calculated an account for him, "White-haired rat, your illegal income is 490 yuan. According to the "Luliuwei Public Security Regulations", you still have to pay a fine of [-] yuan. When added together, the total is [-] yuan. Thirty thousand dollars must be repaid."

"Master, did you make a mistake?"

At that time, the white-haired mouse smiled cautiously and raised an objection.

Your family's arithmetic is 490. Four plus five hundred equals thirty thousand?

Chen Chu listened and nodded, "Well, we are a society ruled by law. Since you want to reconsider, then I will do the calculation again."

After finishing speaking, he carefully checked the abacus a few times, and then smiled gently at the white-haired mouse, "I'm sorry, it's true that I made a mistake and repaid [-] yuan. It should be [-] yuan. Thank you, white-haired mouse .”

"." Will you fucking settle accounts!

However, this time the white-haired mouse nodded and bowed, but didn't even dare to say nonsense.

One sentence added [-] yuan, so expensive!
He felt that if he dared to say one more word, he would start with at least [-] yuan.
Afterwards, Chen Chu dialed the abacus again and pointed out a clear path for all the reform-through-labour prisoners.

"It's natural to pay off debts. From now on, you can work on my village. I'll take care of your food, and you'll still be paid every month. When the wages can cover the debts, I'll let you go."

Hearing that they could regain their freedom, everyone couldn't help showing joy.

But the white-haired mouse still couldn't hold back, and asked cautiously: "Master, how do we calculate our wages?"

"Eh, let's count you [-] coins per month. I'll take care of your food, and you can't spend money on weekdays, right? Make a good reform, the people of Tongshan have given you a chance to be a new person, you should cherish it!"

After Chen Chu left, a reform-through-labour prisoner named Han Niuer counted with his fingers for a long time, and suddenly turned to the white-haired mouse and said happily, "Old Bai! I figured it out. Thirty cash a month is 360 cash a year." Just now they set me a repayment amount of 110 yuan! I only need to work for [-] a year to pay it off!"

"."

The white-haired mouse silently glanced at this idiot, and sincerely praised: "Your motherfucker's math skills are really catching up with this Zhuangzi's boss!"

"Old Bai, how long do you need to work?"

"220"

On the ground, under a row of dense mulberry trees.

Cai Hua sat on the ground, leisurely waving the green gauze embroidered mandarin duck fan with one hand, and picked a strawberry from the plate on the ground into her mouth with the other.

Not far away, Chen Chu, who was competing with the eldest son to see who could cut the wheat faster, was bare-chested, and his tight and lean muscles were covered with big beads of sweat.

Cai Hua's eyes were dimmed, she subconsciously tightened her long legs, and gave an abrupt 'hee hee' laugh.

Tie Dan, who was also sitting in the shade of a tree, turned his head and glanced at Cai Wei, the baby's face was full of bewilderment.

early noon.

Mao'er brought the lady from the village to deliver food, and the food was full of refreshing cold noodle.

After putting the food in the shade of the tree, the cat took off the straw hat on his head and fanned it, and couldn't help but glance at Cai Hua.

The summer harvest is a big event, even the cat is wearing a coarse cloth jacket that is convenient for working, but this Cai Wei is wrapped in a white bottom with silver embroidery and a lotus tube top, and a red tulle shirt with large sleeves.

The white and round fragrant shoulders are almost transparent, and the pink breasts are half-covered, suspected to be Qingxue.

Dressed like this, are you here to work?
Mao'er quietly rolled her eyes, then followed Cai Wei's gaze to look at her official, pouted her face imperceptibly, then tidied up the bangs that were stuck to her forehead wet with fine sweat, and then said: " Third lady, aren't you busy at your village?"

What Maoer means is that the summer harvest is now, and instead of staying in her own Zhuangzi to support the third lady, why did she come to my Zhuangzi?

Cai Wei turned her head when she heard the sound, looked at Mao'er with a smile, and said confidently: "My family's harvest is half of this village's harvest. Let me see what's wrong?"

After all, Cai Wei pinched a strawberry casually and tossed it up casually, raised her head and opened her mouth
The strawberry fell into his mouth with precision, Cai Wei chewed it, and said with a smile: "This Aolai strawberry is really delicious."

Strawberries are naturally produced by Luliuwei, but the first stubble has just been harvested, and the output is very small, so they are not sold to the outside world.

Yesterday, Maoer thought that only she and Yu Nong had eaten this sweet and sour fruit in Daqi, but Cai Wei also had it.
The cat was running her little head, thinking of saying something that would upset Cai Hua.

Unexpectedly, Cai Wei took out a small mirror from her arms again.

"Hey! I ate all the lip fat into my mouth after eating strawberries." Cai Wei looked at herself in the mirror, as if talking to herself.

March 29th is Cai Wei's birthday, and the request for a carriage of the same style as hello kitty was not met, but he got this mirror that can reflect every detail of a person.

Mao'er naturally saw it, and knew that she deliberately took out the mirror at this time to anger herself, so she simply turned her head away and stopped looking at Cai Hua.

In the distance, the competition between Chen Chu and the eldest son had come to an end.

The eldest son who was the first to cut a basket of wheat stood on the ground and yelled arrogantly: "Haha, Brother Chu, you are not as fast as me, you are not as fast as me."

"Also, when did 'fast' become a compliment? My father-in-law said that when a man is fast, he will be anxious, and if he is anxious, he will be bad."

Chen Chu, who was not defeated in the battle, stiffened his mouth, and walked towards the cat swayingly, ready to eat.

As soon as he got close to the cat, Yang Youtian and Liu Bo ran over from afar.

Both of them were sweating profusely, and Uncle Liu's lips couldn't stop trembling, as if he had been frightened by something.

"Uncle Liu, what's the matter?" Chen Chu asked strangely.

Uncle Liu wanted to answer, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Uncle Yang, who has seen a lot of the world, slapped his thigh, pointed to the field that had just been harvested in the distance and said tremblingly: "Brother Chu, it's amazing! The wheat in your experimental field It has been harvested and weighed. One mu of land has been harvested and harvested 650 catties!"

"." There was not much joy on Chen Chu's face.

At the beginning, this fine variety easily broke 850 kilograms per mu in the experimental field.

Even in the hands of farmers, the actual harvest is not less than 550 kilograms.

Now that there is no chemical fertilizer, Chen Chu also expected an output of 350 kilograms per mu, but he did not expect the output to be only one-third of the experimental field in later generations.

No, Uncle Liu, who was trembling and speechless, sat down on the ridge of the field, hugging his head and crying.

Seeing this, Liu Daniu, who had just approached, explained with red eyes: "Master, Erhu and I originally had a younger sister who starved to death in my father's arms a few years ago. My father may have missed her."

"My niuniu is not blessed. If I could meet my boss a few years earlier, if I could have this wheat a few years earlier. She should be sixteen now."

Uncle Liu couldn't help crying.

Aunt Liu, who came to deliver the meal, couldn't hold back her tears. Mao'er quickly stepped forward and held hands, comforting her in a soft voice: "Auntie, don't be sad. Now that you are so strong, my officials will No one in our village will be allowed to go hungry again."

(End of this chapter)