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

Chapter 89

Wang Lizheng hummed: "Is it useful to worry about the Liao people all day long when we already live by the Beishui River? Chang'an City is far away and the Liao people don't dare to go, so you should go!"

"You..." Jing Dafu was so angry that veins popped up on his neck, and he was held down by Shen Guards and others.

Jing Li glanced at Master Lin: "We won't go to Chang'an. The prince is kind enough to take us in. We can't go and cause trouble to the prince."

"It's just that it's really dangerous in the south. If the Liao people really come, we won't have anywhere to hide!"

Wang Lizheng said lightly: "Lao Beishan is so big, you can't hide in the mountains. The Liao people all walk on the grasslands. Wherever they go into the mountains, it's not you who have the final say? You guys have the final say?" Do you only know how to cook?"

"But that mountain is not ours. If we come in and out too much, the villagers will be unhappy again!"

Master Lin saw that Jingli's tone softened a little and said quickly: "Then I will give you all the old Beishan Mountain."

Wang Lizheng was startled. The villagers reacted and were reluctant at first. What if all this was given to these people, and then when they collect firewood or pick some mushrooms in season, what would happen if these people were not allowed to go up the mountain?
"Lao Beishan can't give it to them. If we give it to them, what will we use to burn firewood in the future?"

"My heart is too dark. The whole mountain is wrapped up. What should we do?"

Aunt An said in a loud voice: "How about I give you all the land and give us half of the land in Li Zheng's hands?"

Mrs. Wang Lizheng, who had not seen the old man and his son for a long time, came back after washing up. When she heard this, she suddenly became furious: "Don't even think about it, what can you do in that mountain? You have to guard against jackals, snakes and insects to collect firewood." , I still want to exchange hundreds of acres of fertile farmland for my family, I’m just dreaming!”

When everyone heard this, their faces became angry. Your family not only has fertile land, but also has thousands of acres.

The people in the village usually work for Wang Lizheng and know that his family has a lot of land, but they still have no idea how much it has. Now that his mother-in-law has shouted out like this, who can still not feel hatred for the rich? Such little emotions!
Master Lin couldn't help but said nothing: "Old Wang, do you think we should take a step back from this matter and create more fertile farmland?"

Wang Lizheng glared at his mother-in-law: "Sir, this woman doesn't know anything. She only knows how to talk nonsense. There really aren't that many fields. There are still many fields for prisoners to farm. That's the royal family's property. That's Can I move?"

Mrs. Ge sobbed and cried: "There are no fields, the land is wasteland, and there are hungry wolves squatting on the edges of the fields ready to eat people. We can't hide in the mountains. God, you are not giving us a way to survive!"

Old lady Fan also cried: "Old girl, you have wronged God. If God didn't have eyesight, we wouldn't be here alive. If the prince and the old man don't show mercy, we won't have a place to stay. That's a bad conscience. People like us are the ones who won’t give us a way to survive.”

Widow Qin cried and said: "They have thousands of acres of fertile land in their hands, but they don't give us half an acre. They want us to starve to death alive. Bodhisattva, King of Hell, the evildoer is standing there. If you If you have the eyes, you have to give us some vents!"

The people around you were stunned, and you cried, so why did you ask the Bodhisattva and the King of Hell to ask for it!The sons of Lao Wang's family were very unhappy.

Jing Li touched her chin and discussed with Mr. Lin: "Look, sir, we are outsiders after all. It's really not good to offend Wang Lizheng. Besides, Wang Lizheng may and is indeed the one. Thousand acres of fertile land is not enough to support his family. How about we go?" Please, Mr. Li?”

Master Lin is so angry. A thousand acres of land cannot support a dozen people, and pigs are not that edible.

"Old Wang, do you want to give it to the mountains or the fields? Do you really want to wait for Mr. Li to come over and make a decision?"

Master Lin's words were obviously a little angry. Although Wang Lizheng had the support of the Wang family, the refugees also had backers. He was a little master caught in the middle, and it would be difficult for him everywhere.Wang Lizheng frowned and sighed: "Sir, it's not because I don't want to. Even though I am an upright person, I still need to listen to the opinions of the villagers. We rely on mountains to eat and water to eat water. If they have no place to collect firewood in the future, You can’t all crowd me on the kang!”

Mrs. Ge whispered in a low voice: "Old dog wants to be beautiful. Is this because he doesn't have enough children or he has too few grandchildren? He still wants to squeeze into the bed together?"

Mrs. Fan cooperated very well: "Well, maybe I'll just squeeze into a kang!"

The Wang family was about to get angry again. These shameless and dirty old women spoke extremely viciously.

Jing Li inserted the knife into the ground with a clanging sound: "Sir, if you want to continue to fight with this old Wang family member, just slowly break him off. I don't have the patience anymore."

"Brother Shen, pack your things and come with me to find General Xiao Chen. I still don't believe it. You can't find a place to stay in the vast Northland."

Guard Shen turned around and went to lead the horse. Master Lin was anxious. If this happened to that person, let alone him, even Mr. Li would not be able to eat and walk around.

While Master Lin sent people to stop Guard Shen, he turned around and said sternly: "Wang Lizheng, it's almost dark today. The county government is so busy that I'm still listening to your nonsense. I'm too busy, right?"

"Then give it to the fields or the mountains, please give me a happy word as soon as possible!"

Wang Lizheng looked like he had a toothache. After hesitating for a long time, he walked to the side of the big tree and whispered to his sons for a while. Then he came back and said to Master Lin: "Sir, it's not that we don't want to give the fields, it's really that the fields can't be moved. Give it to the mountains, give them all the old Beishan!"

When these words came out, Master Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Jing Li and Mr. Jing looked at each other and were about to speak, but someone beat them to it.

"I don't agree. Why should we give it to them? We rely on others to make a living. Should we starve to death if we give it to them?"

The person who spoke was Wang Youcai, an old hunter at the edge of the east end. His family had no land and relied on hunting and selling some money to make a living. He lived a poor life without looking at Wang Lizheng's face.

As soon as Wang Youcai opened his mouth, several more people stood up. Some of them were doing small businesses, and some of them had some marginal fields. They didn't have to be like others. They just took whatever Wang Lizheng said.

Master Lin suddenly felt that his liver was aching with anger. He kept arguing for a long time, either one was unhappy or the other disagreed. Finally, both sides came to an agreement, but the people in the village were unhappy.

Wang Lizheng was also very angry at this time, and Master Lin was even beating the drum. Obviously, the refugees did have a backer, and they were making trouble one by one. If the matter really got serious, it would not be easy for him.

"Wang Youcai, are you going to change the world?"

Wang Youcai snorted coldly: "You have destroyed my family's land, and you just point to this mountain to eat. What do you want my family to do?"

Master Lin was about to put more pressure on Wang Lizheng when Jing Li stood up and smoothed things over: "I am also tired today. You have spent the whole day here. I really feel sorry for you. Let's take a step back. We are all poor people and cannot be allowed to do so." People who call their backers have no way of survival!"

(End of this chapter)