I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 64 The Village Chief Li Zicheng

After a day and a night, the Daming ship slowly sailed into the Longjiang shipyard.

Song Yingxing led the students, and went straight to the 'R&D Base' without even saying hello after getting off the boat, his eyes were red with excitement.

"Lord Song, you are truly a national scholar!"

Looking at the disheveled and maddened Song Yingxing's back, Zheng Zhilong was filled with emotion, and said with a smile: "Master Xu, I'm going to recruit and train sailors, and I have other things to do by the way, don't let it go!"

Xu Guangqi waved his hands with a smile, and said, "My old bones, it seems that I will be torn down by that lunatic Song Yingxing again."

……

Zheng Zhilong sits in the Longjiang Shipyard, while recruiting and training sailors, while secretly colluding with Xiong Wencan to smuggle people to Pengbao Island, Taiwan.

For a time, business was booming.

Because of Zhu Youjian's "golden mouth and jade teeth", very few insiders dare not say anything about it.

Even Wei Zhongxian pretended not to know, but sent someone to contact Zheng Zhilong, and 'resold' the refugees from Shaanxi, Gansu and Shanxi to the big pirate leader.

A young and middle-aged refugee, male or female, a gold coin;
The old, the weak, the sick, one silver coin;
The great eunuch moved his lips casually and made 10,000+ gold coins in another hand.

Zhu Youjian knew this well, but he just kept silent.

As long as you, Wei Zhongxian, work hard and help me complete the task of prodigal, I don't care how much gold you are greedy for...

Take care of food and housing. After each refugee arrives on Taiwan Pengbao Island, he will be allocated ten acres of fertile land. As long as you have the strength, the wasteland can be reclaimed at will.

Ten acres were reclaimed, one of which belonged to "Mingtian", which was planted by farmers on behalf of them, and the food crops produced in the fields were handed over to the imperial court.

The rest are all owned by the farmers themselves, and Zhu Youjian named it "private land".

Buying and selling of private land is strictly prohibited. Once someone is found to be reselling private land, regardless of the buyer and seller, regardless of any reason or identity, they will be beheaded.

In the words of the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian, there is no plowed land in this world, only dead cattle!
Therefore, it is necessary to ensure that each cow has enough land, and those 'old scalpers' who might have rebelled would be given to me to earn their living!
There are fields and land, there is food and drink, the wife and children are hot on the kang, and they still want to rebel?

Believe it or not, I will give you wives in the next step!

The huge island of Taiwan, Penghu, and Baodao has a radius of nearly 2000 miles. Later generations can support more than [-] million people. Hurry up and move out those refugees who can't survive. I thank you Zheng Zhilong's eighteenth generation ancestor!
Could it be that they are allowed to rebel and conquer the world for Jiannu?
Two 10,000+ gold coins were thrown out, and there were nearly 30 victims. Zheng Zhilong's transport fleet was very busy.

As a steady stream of inland refugees migrated to the island, Zheng Zhilong's rich family background began to be exposed.

This guy is so rich!

Zhu Youjian paid for the purchase and resettlement of the national currency of the refugees.

However, if the refugees want to reclaim wasteland and farm, they need a large amount of farm tools, seeds, livestock, and various supporting facilities. If they are not supported by a rich family, they may be poor in minutes!
In the process of this great migration of refugees, a hero has remained unknown.

His name is Li Zicheng, nicknamed 'Huang Lai'er'.

Zhu Youjian's prodigal assistant, Ouchi spy Linglingba.

The matter of Xiong Wencan and Zheng Zhilong smuggling mainland people to Taiwan Pengbao Island was reported to Zhu Youjian by Li Zicheng through the "secret channel" of Jinyiwei.

Li Zicheng has practiced boxing and kicking for several years. He is tall and muscular, with almost inexhaustible strength. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looks like a simple and honest man.

Therefore, the person in charge of dividing the land took the initiative to allocate two acres of land to him and made him the village head...

……

In the early morning of the fourth day of September in the first year of Chongzhen.

Tai Peng Bao Island, the entrance of Taoyuan Village.

Li Zicheng, who was wearing an undershirt and bare two bronzed arms, was fencing the 'private plot', sweating profusely, but he didn't realize how tired he was.

He was originally from a peasant family. He liked to play with guns and sticks since he was a child. He has developed a whole body of tendons, and his bones would itch if he didn't work for a day.

In the past, his family had no land, and his father rented the land of Ai Juren, a local wealthy family. He worked hard every year, and the food left was not enough to support his wife and children.

Unlike now, not only are [-] acres of fertile land allocated, the imperial court provides seeds, farm tools, and livestock for free, and encourages those who have the energy to open up wasteland and cultivate by themselves...

'If you pay enough to the court, the rest is yours! '

Not to mention, the slogan of the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian really works. Almost everyone is working like crazy.

After finishing the farm work in the private plot, he went to open up wasteland day and night, wishing to have a litter of cubs as soon as possible, so that the imperial court could replenish dozens of acres of private plot.

This day is simply too sour.

"Village chief, where is the fence?"

Suddenly, a man led a buffalo passing by and greeted carelessly.

"Yes, there are many wild animals in the nearby mountains and forests, so they need to be surrounded by tree stumps, or the animals will destroy all the food." Li Zicheng spoke in a low voice, and his subordinates kept on burying tree stumps as thick as the mouth of a bowl. In the dirt.

"By the way, Lao Zhang, go back and organize people to surround the private plots of each household." Li Zicheng remembered something, stopped his work, wiped the sweat off his face, and grinned:
"The land on this island is fertile and the climate is humid. Rice is grown three times a year, which is too much to support people."

"But after all, it is a newly reclaimed barren land. There are too many wild animals in the nearby mountains and forests. Seeing the young crops emerging, don't let the pikas give it to you."

Hearing this, the man smiled and said, "You are the village chief, you have the final say."

Li Zicheng smiled honestly, and said: "Just, let's start organizing people to work, don't be busy opening up wasteland all day, and let the existing food and young crops be ruined by wild animals."

While talking, he tidied up briefly, and walked out with a sharp axe.

"Uh... alright." The man's expression froze, and he led the buffalo home.

Li Zicheng came under a tall red juniper tree and rang a big bronze bell.

clang!clang!clang!
Taoyuan Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with pleasant scenery, and the clear and melodious bells can be heard far away, adding a little breath of life, which makes Li Zicheng very comfortable.

There are only 21 families in the village, most of whom are victims of disasters in southern Fujian.

Hearing the village head ringing the bell, everyone went out one after another and gathered around the red juniper tree.

"Village chief, the bell is ringing early in the morning, and food is going to be distributed again?" A skinny old man grinned and said, "I don't feel at ease when I distribute things every few days."

"Haha, that's true. I feel like I'm living in a dream recently." Li Zicheng laughed.

"There is only one thing to call the big guys today, and that is to organize people to fence the fence." Village head Li Zicheng didn't talk nonsense, and started to release the task directly:
"All the young and middle-aged men took axes, ropes and saws, and went with me to the mountains to cut trees."

"Women, children, and the elderly all dig shallow ditches with shovels and first-class tools."

As soon as Li Zicheng finished speaking, the villagers went home to get tools.

Everyone is from peasant households, and they are not afraid of being dirty or tired. As long as they can protect their own food and fields, they are willing to rebel even if they carry sticks.

(End of this chapter)