The peasant girl who escaped the desert: she cried when she found the cruel prince

Chapter 88 A Village Alone
"Then let's divide it into two villages. Wang Lizheng's side will be Beishan Village. If the outsiders live by the Beishui River, it will be called Beishui Village."

"Twenty-five households can make up one mile. Thirty of your households can form a village of its own. If there are refugees behind, they may be resettled here. Don't cause any trouble to me then."

The people in Jingjia Village were overjoyed that such a good thing could happen. Now it's better. Our village was what it was before, and it's still how it is now. It's just that the original patriarch has become Li Zheng.

Wang Lizheng's expression turned ugly: "Master Lin, is there something wrong with this? How can the refugees be in a separate village without fear of them causing trouble in the future?"

The faces of the people in the village were also very ugly. As locals, they had a sense of superiority and felt that these refugees wanted to live their lives based on their faces. Unexpectedly, they were in a separate village and had nothing to do with them.

Master Lin squinted at Wang Lizheng: "General Chen from the north came here personally to give instructions. Wang Lizheng, do you think there are any other problems with these people? If there is really a problem, how can it get into the eyes of the man from the north?"

Wang Lizheng and the people in the village were all stunned. There really was someone above him, and he had a big background. What would happen next?

Wang Lizheng's sons also had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. His mother-in-law was still moaning on the ground. Wang Lizheng stepped up and kicked her: "You are howling, don't you see the adults are talking here?"

His mother-in-law made such a fuss that she was helped home by her two daughters-in-law.

Master Lin began to hand over affairs with Mr. Jing and gave Mr. Jing a letter of acceptance of his fate. Mr. Jing was so happy that he almost shed tears. He never thought that he would have the opportunity to be a Li Zheng in this life.

The people in the village are also very happy. From now on, there is no need to ask the turtle grandson in the east for anything.

Wang Lizheng's face alternated between blue and white, and the embarrassment that he couldn't hide was overflowing.

Wang Xiaowu glanced at him and signaled his second brother to help the old man go home. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Jing Li.

When the villagers heard Jingli calling Wang Lizheng, they felt that something good was about to happen, and they secretly stopped in their tracks.

Jing Li looked at Wang Lizheng with a joking face and said to Master Lin: "Master Lin has been away for a long time. Now that he is here, I would like to ask Master to clarify what should be delivered in front of Wang Lizheng, so as not to worry about whose family will occupy it later." He invaded someone’s farmland, caused some conflicts, and hurt the harmony!”

Mr. Jing also calmed down from the joy just now: "That's it. If you don't bother the two masters, Master Lao will make it clear in front of you. Brothers will settle the accounts clearly. Let's speak clearly to avoid conflicts over these trivial matters in the future. Wang Lizheng, do you think this is true?"

Wang Lizheng waved his sleeves: "Master, please speak clearly to me in person, so as to avoid confusion in the future. I am so busy every day, and I still have to trouble you and Mr. Li, right?"

Who the hell is out of his mind? Jing Dafu just came back and heard a general statement. As soon as he heard this, he wanted to go up and beat someone, but was stopped by Uncle Tiesheng and Shen Guards.

Master Lin glanced at both sides lightly: "Then what are you unclear about?"

Jing Li smiled and said, "I dare to ask Master, we settled at the foot of Lao Beishan Mountain, but where are our fields and land?"

Master Lin looked at Wang Lizheng. Before leaving, Li Weishan had already made all arrangements considering the situation. However, Wang Lizheng was an old acquaintance, so he still had to look after him to a certain extent.

When Wang Lizheng saw Master Lin looking at him, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. With the power of the Wang family, Mr. Li still had to weigh it.

As soon as they heard that it was about fields, everyone in the village pricked up their ears.Wang Li was thinking for a moment: "Our place is close to the river. It is said that there are a lot of fields, but it often floods in summer, so it is not easy to grow crops. There are only a few good fields in the east, which are not enough for the people of our own village."

The people in Jingjia Village don’t look good. If you give less, everyone will still accept it, but you don’t want to give it at all.

"The land! That's all divided. The only wasteland we have now is the wasteland at the foot of the north mountain to the west. It's a bit wasteland, but fortunately it's a large area. If you people can take care of it, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking."

Not to mention the people from Jingjia Village, even the people from Beishan Village looked a little weird.

There is not much land, but there is still land. Wang Lizheng still has thousands of acres of land used by the court to resettle the refugees, but now let alone the land, the land is not given to others. He is really too evil.

"This is the situation. Sir, you know what kind of place we are here. It is a place where prisoners are exiled. If it is really fertile fields and good soil, what do we have to do?"

Master Lin looked at the people in Jingjia Village and said nothing, and Mr. Jing didn't seem to hear them either.

Jing Li sneered: "That's not what you said, Wang Lizheng, we can understand Mr. Tian, ​​but you have a lot of land. We have a family with hundreds of people. You want to starve us to death!"

Wang Lizheng spread his hands: "If you don't want to, I can't help it. That's the way it is. If it doesn't work, just go to other places. Maybe there are some good lands for you in other places!"

The people in Jingjia Village all had gloomy faces, but they all remained silent and did not speak.

The villagers secretly cursed Wang Li for being evil. Every year he borrowed money and took away all the villagers' fields. Now they can only make a living for him as tenant farmers. Now he wants to eat up the fields where the refugees are resettled.

Master Lin folded his hands and said nothing, and the scene was filled with terrible silence.

Jing Li sighed helplessly: "It's hard work for Master Shen to make this trip. Brother Shen, come on, let's take Master back, and by the way go have a cup of tea with Mr. Li and talk. It's going to be winter now, so we can't open our mouths so much." We need to eat, and I think Master Li, as a parent, will always have some sympathy for us."

Hearing this, Guard Shen was about to hitch the car, but Master Lin hurriedly stopped him: "Why is that so? Mr. Li is so busy all the time, so we shouldn't trouble Mr. Li with things we can solve ourselves."

He winked at Wang Lizheng again: "Old Wang, I'm not talking about you. I know it's not easy for you to manage such a thing, but it's not easy for refugees from other places, right? You can always find something in every corner. Move some out?"

Wang Lizheng knew that Master Lin was impatient, so he still had to give him some face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Isn't it okay to give them a few pieces of land on the south side of Beishan?"

Mr. Jing grimaced: "I missed it! Brother Wang, those pieces of land add up to less than a hundred acres. There are more than 200 of us, each of us has less than half an acre of land. We don't have any fields. How can we survive?"

Wang Lizheng raised his head: "There are hundreds of acres of pasture over there. If you open up wasteland, won't you have land?"

Jing Dafu couldn't bear it anymore: "You think we are just here, don't you know anything when your eyes are dark? Why is no one opening up the pasture? The poor quality of the soil is the second reason. Going a few dozen miles further, the river narrows, and the Liao people If you are a bit more arrogant, you can cross the river, who are you trying to fool?"

(End of this chapter)