Chapter 91： mortgage deed

"This is collected by each family. Although it is not enough, it is a little bit if you can pay it back. When the autumn harvest next year, everyone will collect the rest." Liu He stuffed the money that each family voluntarily collected into Mu Stone hands.

Although Mu Shi had money, Shu Wanniang and Xiao Bowen both fell ill from the cold. In addition to Mu Yangling's injury, his money was not much left, and it was impossible to repay the medical expenses that the Qi family helped to pay. , Ma Liu saw in his eyes, and naturally did not want his nephew to suffer such a loss, so he went to Liu He without the knowledge of Mu Shi.

In the past few days, the disaster victims in Quanzhou Prefecture have arrived in Fucheng one after another, and the villagers of Linshan Village have also learned from them the situation in various places.

The worst victim was Mingshui County. It was because the Jin Bing came from Jiexi Mountain in Mingshui County and Changju County. The magistrate of Changju County took the yamen to guard the gate of the city and did not let the Jin Bing go in. Only The village on the other side of Jiexi Mountain suffered.

But the magistrate of Mingshui County left the people in the county seat and ran away. Jin Bing not only looted the county seat and slaughtered the entire county, but also followed the opened city gates and went deep into the villages of Mingshui County. The villages below, except for a small village Due to the need to cross the kitchen mountain, one location was hidden and spared, and the other villages were all burned down.

Linshan Village is not bad, because they escaped, plus those who were killed in the village, 263 people survived, and some villages were destroyed, and some only survived a dozen or 20 people.

This also makes the villagers of Linshan Village appreciate Mu Yangling even more. If it wasn't for her, Linshan Village might become the second Xishan Village.

Liu He said regretfully: "I don't know how many people in Xishan Village will survive. I heard that the village was burnt to nothing, and the village was covered in blood. Those god-killed Hu people did not spare even the newly born children."

Linshan Village and Xishan Village are very close, and many people have relatives there, so I am a little sad to hear the news.

Liu He saw that everyone was silent, so he knocked on the cigarette stick and raised his voice: "Okay, it's important to live, Okura, what did you hear from the yamen? The prefect didn't say when the warehouse will be opened for disaster relief?"

Liu Dacang is Liu He's eldest son. If there is no accident, he will take over Liu He as the patriarch of the Liu family and the village head of Linshan Village.

Liu Dacang's expression was a little solemn, and he said, "I have inquired about it, and nothing was said in the yamen. Now there are a lot of people surrounded by people. Later, I called a yamen privately to ask, and he said that the yamen would not be able to open. Warehouse relief."

"What did you say?" Liu Erqian jumped up, "How can we survive the winter without opening a warehouse for disaster relief? All our food has been robbed, and even the house has been burned down..."

"Okay, okay," Liu Daqian grabbed his younger brother and taught him a lesson: "How old are you? It's still like this, the junior is not too embarrassed to panic."

"What do I have to be ashamed of?" Liu Erqian muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm right, haven't we eaten up all the food we brought from home?"

Liu He looked at his son and asked, "Did the yamen say what the prefect is going to do with us victims?"

Liu Dacang's voice was low and his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Speaking of which, a few squires took pity on us and were willing to lend us the grain we had at home temporarily, but they just needed the land deed mortgage."

The cigarette rod in Liu He's hand fell to the ground, Mu Yangling raised his head, his eyes flashed fiercely, and Liu Daqian and others fell silent.

Square Pillar looked left and right, and finally came forward with a cane and asked, "What's the matter, just mortgage it, and we'll pay it back after the harvest next year."

Fang Liu slapped his son on the head with an unprecedented slap, and cried, "What do you know about a prodigal thing? You don't want to take it back when you mortgage it. You have seen things that have gone into the landlord's house. Take it out? This is going to kill us."

Liu He's face sinks like water, his chest rises and falls sharply, "The government office doesn't come out with a grain of grain?"

"Father, don't worry," Liu Dacang hurriedly supported him, "This is just the side of the yamen, let's wait a few days to see, maybe the government yamen will open the warehouse and put food on it."

This is just a word of comfort from Liu Dacang, because within three days, the magistrate of the prefect stood in the government office crying poor, "The tax and grain have been transported to Lin'an Prefecture, plus the military salaries allocated to the Xiying Army, there is no money in the treasury. The food is gone, but don't worry, everyone, this official has discussed with several local masters, and they are willing to lend food to you temporarily, so that everyone can have a good year, but, in order to avoid some cheating people. If you don’t pay it back, you need everyone to mortgage your land deed. It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a land deed. Write down your own land. You can borrow food as long as you verify it. Next fall, when everyone pays back the borrowed grain, these land deeds will naturally be returned, and the agreement will be voided.”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, and many people were moved, but some older elders pressed their sons and nephews not to come forward, and Liu He, Liu Daqian and others in Linshan Village also suppressed the noisy villagers. Said: "This thing cannot be exchanged. The land is the lifeblood of our peasants. Once it is sent out, it will not come back."

"Isn't the lord of the government saying that we only need to return the food next year?" The young man was still moved, and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you agree, we were hungry two days ago, and if we don't eat anything, we will starving."

"That's right, if everyone is dead, it's useless to ask for a title deed." Fang Zhuzi touched the pocket where the title deed was placed, and was still moved.

Fang Liu held his eldest son tightly, not allowing him to come forward.

Although she couldn't make sense, she knew that this was not a good thing, and she absolutely couldn't exchange the land deed, otherwise their family would have to drink the northwest wind in the future.

Fang Zhuzi and the others were excited, but Liu Hede was highly respected, and he stood in front with a sullen face, and no one dared to step forward.

Twelve tables have been lined up at the front of the government office. The names of the squires are written on the front, and some people are carrying bags of grain and put them in the back. Book, you can take away the food immediately.

Seeing the food, everyone was even more excited. Mu Yangling saw that several people had already stepped forward with the title deed.

When you become a bitch, you have to set up a torii.

If things go on like this, no matter how powerful Liu He is, he won't be able to suppress everyone. The most important thing is that everyone is running out of food now. The government and the gentry have colluded to tell everyone clearly that if you don't mortgage the land deed, you can only starve to death. Even if Liu He understands in his heart , Is it possible to see the villagers starve to death in the end?

This is almost a dead end. Everyone has to mortgage even if they are mortgaged. If they do not mortgage, they must mortgage. After this, how many people will become slave laborers of the squires?