A Husband Who Traveled Through the Famine and Developed a Chronicle

The boundary between Ganzhou and Quanzhou is three official roads one foot wide. Liuyun Village is located at the junction of Ganzhou, Quanzhou and Jiazhou, about ten miles away from the border of Chengxian County.

It took nearly a day for Baihu and others from the garrison to go over the mountains and detour from Chengxian County to the Jiazhou border. Although it was not dark yet, the sun was already half-set. The scouts traveled quickly, but Liu Yunzhai was located deep in the mountains. Among them, it takes two hours to walk up the mountain road.

Gradually walking into the mountains, the sky gradually darkens, and the surrounding greenery becomes more and more obvious.

He was like a refugee at the end of his rope, walking staggeringly on the mountain road. The ground was uneven and it was very painful for his feet.

It is very easy for a large mountain to accommodate an inconspicuous human being. As soon as the person steps into the mountain road, he loses his trace soon.

But he said that on the mountain, it was sinking to the west day by day, and the people were returning home.

In just ten days, Liu Yunzhai changed its appearance.

The dilapidated houses in the village have been renovated. At the east end of the village, two tall buildings are particularly conspicuous. A fence has been built around the village. At the entrance of the village, two wooden sentry towers rise from the ground. Below is a platform three feet square.

There is a Yangchang Mountain Road on the side of the platform.

There are torches on the sentry post. Two members of the escort team are standing on it, their eyes constantly looking at the surrounding scenery. On the sentry post on the left are two teenagers about thirteen or fourteen years old. They are uniformly dressed in black. The clothing has a leopard embroidered from the cuffs to the shoulders.

Two teenagers had just climbed up Shaoda. One of them looked carefully at the bottom of the mountain, especially the mountain road up the mountain. The other glanced at it casually, then sat on the ground boredly, took out a bundle of hay, and pointed his finger at the bottom of the mountain. Flexible weaving.

"Xu Cheng, what are you doing?"

Qi Shan looked around and made sure there was nothing unusual, then he realized that Xu Cheng, who came with him, was slacking off.

There was a big pot on the whistle with a lot of dry firewood in it. They didn't know how to make smoke, so they used a pot instead. If there was anything abnormal, they would light the dry firewood on the whistle and throw it into the big pot. , so as to send a signal to the village.

"Let's make straw sandals. A pair of straw sandals can be exchanged for a penny at Baiwufang."

"Anyway, I am idle. I can earn whatever I can."

The boy named Xu Cheng is 13 years old this year and is as old as Qishan.

It's just that his parents are still alive and he has six brothers and sisters. He is the eldest son in the family. At a young age, he has already shouldered the important responsibility of supporting the family.

Although his parents were still alive, they were busy doing farm work in the fields and could not take care of their children. He had brought up his younger brothers and sisters. He finally had an opportunity to make money, and he did not want to miss it.

"But don't forget, if you join the escort, you will get thirty cents a month."

"You can also make money by standing guard here. You should be more serious."

Qishan frowned, feeling that this was wrong.

"Hey, who would think that the money is too much? Besides, here, there is a cliff below, and there is only a trail to go up. You can see it by yourself, so why do you need two people?"

"You keep an eye on it first, and I'll replace it with you after I finish knitting this straw sandal."

Xu Chenghun didn't care, he lowered his head and knitted his straw sandals seriously. Qishan was so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to him.

You should be more serious when standing guard. How can you be like him, receiving the money for standing guard while making other money secretly?
Qishan came to the edge of the mountain and stared at the mountain road up the mountain. At the same time, he recalled where he had gone to familiarize himself with the terrain and where there was a border with the bottom of the mountain. He judged where around this place could be touched without anyone noticing.

Xu Cheng glanced up at him and couldn't help but sneer when he saw the serious look on his face.Thirty articles.

They, half-old members of the escort, only have thirty cash per month, but Qishan, who is the same age as them, has three hundred cash per month.

If he takes a lot, he is naturally serious, but if they take a little, they are looking for some time to earn something else.
Anyway, no one will come to this mountain.

Shaota is still some distance from the village. Behind Shaota, there are pieces of reclaimed land. On the brown land are patches of newly sprouted green. The villagers in the village are busy in the fields, weeding the crops. , fertilize, and others are clearing land.

He converted Li Xiuyuan and Bai Xia's home into an office, which was similar to a yamen. It was equipped with tables, chairs, benches, and newly built cabinets for storing materials.

Under Li Xiuyuan's encouragement, several captains and vice-captains have learned a lot of words.

The two systems of house deeds and land deeds have been formulated, and the household registration system has also been introduced. The villagers who moved here with Bai Xia and others were divided into houses according to the existing residences. The size of each house was re-measured, and the house deeds and deeds were issued. Title deed.

At this moment, inside the Liu Yunzhai office, Li Xiuyuan and Wu Ziying were drawing pictures at their desks. After drawing a picture, they put a red seal on it and issued the deed.

There are more than 50 households in the village, and the deed of each household must be measured and drawn, and then the deed is issued.

During the day, one of them had to be busy with the brick workshop, the other had to supervise the training of the escort team, be responsible for the teaching of the captains, and take time to guide Yu Dahai in measuring houses and land. Only in the afternoon and evening did they have time to draw pictures and seal deeds.

Shaking his sore wrist, Li Xiuyuan straightened up, put down the drawn deed, and looked at the pile of drawings in front of him, with a hint of hopelessness in his eyes.

"There are so many, how long do we have to draw them?"

He looked sad and regretted taking on this mess.

"If there were more literate people in the village, more people would be able to work, and you wouldn't be so tired." Wu Ziying stared at the drawings under his hands, stamped them with red seals, and stretched.

This job is indeed a bit difficult to do.

"How can this be so urgent?"

Li Xiuyuan was helpless. If you want to govern a village, you also need talents, but it takes time to cultivate talents. The village is full of ordinary villagers. Among the short ones, there are tall ones. One by one, the guard team has a lot of money. A little bit, it's not that easy to teach people to read.

Even the captains can only recognize a dozen words now.

It is enough to show that reading is not that easy.

"Have you ever thought about creating your own writing style?" Wu Ziying took another drawing and spoke while drawing.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned and looked at her in confusion, thinking that she was probably joking?
Seemingly sensing his doubts, Wu Ziying raised her head, rummaged through a pile of drawings, found a slightly old book, opened it, and spread it out in front of Li Xiuyuan.

"The picture Bai Xia originally drew had a lot of words written on it. It looks much simpler."

"Although I don't know where she came from these words, I guess she must have her own ability to recognize words. Would it be faster if we let everyone learn this kind of writing?"

Wu Ziying had thought about this before.

I just thought that this was a village and changing the text was a big deal, so I didn’t mention it again.