Chapter 551

A courtyard in Dongguan City was full of people at this time.

When Fang woke up to the door, he just saw a team of men and women being driven into the hospital.

"Uncle."

Xia Chunqiu, a hundred families, was guarding the compound. He greeted him and saluted. He got up and said, "uncle, there are already fifteen families. There are not enough rooms."

Fang woke up and went in to have a look. Just now, the team of men and women were standing in the front yard and went one by one to sign up for the painting pledge.

"Uncle, it's the Huang family. The resistance is fierce and one brother is seriously injured."

"Fierce resistance?" Fang Xing's eyes flashed murderous, and then went to the registration table.

The clerk who was registering these people got up quickly. Fang Xing sat in his seat, stared at the middle-aged man behind and asked, "Huang Yiren?"

The man's face was bruised and swollen. He knelt down and said, "the little one is Huang Yiren, my Lord. The Huang family has been kind for generations, and there is no..."

"No bad deeds?"

Huang Yiren nodded: "my Lord, it is. Before dawn today, these officers and soldiers rushed into the small home and killed them wantonly, small..."

"Shut up!"

Fang Xing took a piece of paper from the official's hand, looked at it, and said with a sneer, "do you mean we wronged you?"

Huang Yiren didn't dare to speak, and those men and women trembled with fear.

"Pa!"

When Fang woke up, he patted the table and said angrily, "is this your goodness?"

"My Lord!"

Huang Yiren took a few steps on his knee and looked up and said, "it's just self-protection!"

"Self protection?"

Fang Xing said disdainfully, "are you paying the state capital for self insurance? What are you afraid of? Huh?"

The petty official also shouted, "some officers and soldiers are sitting in the town and handed over to the state capital. Your family still protects itself. I think they want to take advantage of the plot!"

"I dare not! I dare not..."

Huang Yiren cried in tears. Fang Xing waved his hand in disgust: "take it and plant sugarcane for the whole family."

As soon as Xia Chunqiu heard this, he was worried and whispered, "Sir, there are women!"

what the hell! A bunch of guys who miss their daughter-in-law!

Fang Xing explained that for those who are classified as rebellious, men grow sugarcane, and women have to work and wait for distribution.

There are seven women in the Huang family. Three of them are daughters. They look OK. The other four are Huang Yiren's wife and concubine.

Remembering those immigrants who would arrive soon, Fang woke up and said compassionately, "well, you should have beheaded your family in public, but God has the virtue of living well. Your majesty has repeatedly said that you should kill less and persuade more. So men are sent to plant sugarcane, women... Go do some washing and sewing work and take it away."

Huang Yiren thought his family would be killed. When he heard that he was just going to plant sugarcane, he suddenly felt soft and the whole family cried bitterly.

"My Lord, if you don't dislike the little girl's Willow posture, the little girl is willing to serve you."

One of Huang Yiren's daughters suddenly faced Fang Xingfu and revealed a touch of white tenderness in Fang Xingfu's eyes.

The other two immediately responded, saluted and said they were willing to serve Fang awake.

Although I don't know Fang Xing's identity, I can see that those people around me are respectful. At least it must be a general judgment.

Even if you can only be a concubine, it's better to be arranged for those sergeants to be wives.

Three hot eyes, three young girls.

Fang Xing said expressionless, "go down!"

"My lord..."

Fang Xingxing looks ok. Even Huang Yiren's four wives and concubines are moved. For a time, Fang Xingxing, who has been vegetarian for a long time, is embarrassed.

"Drive away!"

Fang Xing stooped down and stepped back. Several sergeants came and the bayonet lit up, which controlled several women with bright eyes.

"My lord..."

Big sister!

Fang woke up and was very angry. He explained, "women in the Haozu family are not allowed to be Han wives, but concubines."

These women have more knowledge. If the pillow breeze blows often, there may be some hidden dangers.

Several women of the Huang family didn't know that it was their noise that made Fang Xing decide the fate of the Haozu women.

When the people of the Huang family were taken away crying, Fang xingcai asked, "did you catch the person who did it?"

Xia Chunqiu looked at the women's posture, licked his lips and said, "Wang Jianjun said he wanted to frighten the rebels, so he hung the man at the gate of the city."

"Well, it's handled well."

After Fang woke up, he had to go to meet the immigrants immediately.

In order to make these immigrants feel the importance of military and political aspects, Fang Xing and Huang Fu went out of the city to meet them two miles away from the city.

After the two met at the gate of the city, Huang Fu said strangely, "Dehua, the professor sent by the etiquette Department has also come."

Uh!

Fang Xingneng can think that LV Zhen must be his villain at home now.

They were waiting at the door, with rows of large pots on the side. There was broth in it, and steamed bread was being steamed in a steamer. The steamed bread had been piled into a hill in the basket.

"The scouts are coming!"

Several riding scouts rushed over quickly and reported, "uncle, Lord Huang, the immigrants have arrived."

Fang Xing put down his telescope and said, "let the gongs and drums beat and let those women come quickly."

"Dong Dong Dong!"

In the sound of gongs and drums, there was a dark crowd in the distance.

More than a hundred cross toed girls holding wild flowers are smiling and ready to welcome guests from afar.

"More than 5000 people." Huang Fu leaned over and whispered, "they all have no daughter-in-law."

"No daughter-in-law!"

Fang woke up and looked at the approaching crowd. He couldn't help laughing and said, "we can't make arrangements without our daughter-in-law. Who is willing to go then?"

The immigrants are all men, and only a few have children. These are all singles with dead wives. I heard that Jiaozhi not only has low grain tax, but also has a daughter-in-law. I want to have a look.

Who cares if you have a daughter-in-law besides the official allocation these days?

Can an official woman marry?

Either ugly or flawed.

It's said that Jiaozhi women are capable and that they are good players in the fields at home. That's why these single men of Daming are attracted.

At this time of the Ming Dynasty, the population gradually multiplied. Because concubines were allowed, some men faced the fate of being single all their lives.

These people are disheartened, but at least their clothes look clean.

Talent!

Fang woke up and smiled at the officials who came.

They know how to change clothes before entering the city, which shows that they understand the machine change.

What Fang Xing hates most is those old-fashioned scholars who don't understand anything and do things in a rigid way, which makes people want to go crazy.

"Xinghebo."

After meeting with Huang Fu, the leading etiquette official went to Fang Xing's body and said hello.

"Wen shengzhai, a doctor in the Ministry of rites, and Lu Fei are good friends."

Some parts of the black face have begun to molt, with bright eyes and messy hair.

As soon as Fang woke up, he arched his hand and said, "that's his own person. But you're involved by Lu Fei. Can he give you benefits?"

To hand over immigrants and professors. It's estimated that no one in the etiquette department wants to come.

Lu Fei was a thorn in Lu Zhen's eye. Wen shengzhai must have been angry by him.

Wen shengzhai smiled brightly and said, "I went there before I left. Brother Lu was guilty and just gave the family medicine to avoid malaria."

"Is it peaceful all the way?"

The north of Jiaozhi has basically settled down, but there are still some remnants of rebellion to avoid the attack of officers and soldiers in the mountains and forests.

Wen shengzhai whispered, "seventeen people are dead, and more than 50 people are in the car. They are acclimatized."

Seventeen!

Even if Fang woke up, he would be relieved to hear that only 17 people had died.

"The conditions here are not bad. Just have a good life."

After Fang Xing explained a few words, he saw a group of men in Confucian clothes around Huang Fu. One of the old men was talking with Huang Fu, and his tone seemed a little excited.