Chapter 240 Awakening

Chapter 2420

Li Daniel took two attendants to Wanjiu's house to search. As soon as they got the news, the women in Wankui's family ran around. A white and fat woman held the body and cried, while seven or eight beautiful women cried into the crowd, holding their families and crying bitterly.

Song Nan knew that these women were probably the women in the village forcibly occupied by Wan Kui. As soon as Wan Kui died, they were also free.

The fat woman cried bitterly and pointed to Song Nan and gritted her teeth. Song Nan ignored him at all and ordered, "Everyone in Wan Kui's family will be taken to Jinyiwei to record a confession. Whoever participates in the affairs of the fish and the people will be punished."

The woman jumped on her feet and scolded, "You little thief, how dare you kill people in broad daylight. Wait, my son is an official in Beijing, and he will not be spared, and he will break you into thousands of pieces."

The little princess shouted, "Palm."

A follower slapped the woman's fat mouth. More than a dozen villagers also took the opportunity to punch and kick the woman and scolded angrily: "You vicious woman, and have a noisy face. You and your wife have been in the countryside for so many years, and now you have more than death. I can't wait to eat your meat. Peel your skin."

The crowd roared: "Kieve this evil woman. How much bad water is from her, and she is the most vicious."

The people were excited and came forward to pull the woman's hair, and the scene was a little out of control for a while.

Song Nan quickly said loudly, "The villagers, stop it. Leave this matter to me to bring back to the government for interrogation. You can punish it. You can't kill people later. When Wan Gui wanted to harm me, I killed him. The woman was just disrespectful, and the rest of the bad deeds need to be identified."

Everyone stopped their hands and kept spitting at the woman. Song Nan ordered people to tie up all the family members and family members of Wan Jue's family and throw them aside, and then ordered people to carry the bodies on the ground to put them aside. Then he said loudly, "I will deal with Wan Kui's matter. You don't have to worry about it. In the future, I will let Wan Dabao do the rent here. At the same time, I will reduce the amount of rent paid. Originally, it was one stone per mu, so I will only collect eight buckets. Remember, in the future, you only need to hand over one bucket of officials and my eight buckets per mu of land, and the rest belongs to you.

The people cheered and thundered. In the past, they had to pay a rent of one acre of land, which suddenly removed half of the burden. Each family has an extra income of one or twenty taels a year. How can they not like it?

"In addition, I would like to ask why the yield per mu of paddy fields here is less than elsewhere. It seems that such fertile fields with sufficient irrigation, not to mention the yield of three stones per mu, at least two stones and fifty-six. Just now, Wan Dabao told me that the mud has a sour taste. Is that the reason?

An old man said, "I heard from the old people that this seems to be the reason. The old people in the village said that the mud of this land is sour, the roots of rice are easy to rot, and the harvest has been bad all the time. The field near the left is much higher than ours, and we don't know what to do."

It is no coincidence that Song Nan's anger surged up in his heart. Liu Jin gave himself 1,000 mu of acidic land, and flattered him to say that it was thousands of acres of fertile land. Song Nan calmed down his anger and said, "If it's easy to do it for this reason, I will send dozens of trucks of lime after I go back, and you can see the effect when you sprinkle it in the field. "

Everyone was stunned and said, "Is lime effective? This is amazing."

Song Nan said, "Believe me, if you don't believe it, you can experiment with one mu of land for each household first. If the crops in the land are damaged, I will avoid your ten mu of rent, and you will not suffer losses."

Wan Dabao said, "Just listen to the instructions of the Song Dong family. The Song Dong family also wants to collect rent. Can't it hurt us?"

Everyone nodded and said yes.

Song Nan said, "Also, I don't think heavy rice alone is enough. Rice can only be planted for one season, and the income is limited. I see that our field ponds are dense, so there should be no shortage of water for irrigation."

"There is no shortage. We have water here all year round. When harvesting crops, we have to build dams to scoop water into the canal." Wan Lao shruffed down the pipe.

Song Nan said, "Very good. After I go back, I ordered someone to buy some fish fry and send them to them. You are raised in the paddy field. At the autumn harvest, the rice is ripe and the fish will be fat, which is bound to increase a large amount of income."

"Fish farming in rice fields?" Unheard of.

Song Nan smiled and said, "It saves time, effort and worry. It's useful to pay attention to the water level on weekdays."

Everyone has never thought that they can still raise fish in rice fields. This owner really has a lot of ideas. Not to mention, if you think about it carefully, this method must be useful. Isn't it a big income?

Everyone was excited to talk about it, and then listened to Song Nan continue to say, "You don't have anyone to take care of my mountain. Don't you know that it's also a good place. If you can grow wheat in the mountain, why don't you load mulberry trees if you can't grow crops? Mulberry leaves can raise silkworms and sell silk, which is another income. Therefore, your brain should be lively. Don't just stare at the rice in the paddy field. What's the money for? As long as you don't violate my Ming law and give it to the housekeeper and the owner, isn't the more you?

Everyone blinked and listened to Song Nan's words like enlightenment. In the mouth of Song Dong's family, there was a lot of wealth, but they didn't expect it at all.

"I would like to charter the barren mountain, plant mulberry and raise silkworms according to Song Dong's method, and give half of the proceeds to the owner." Wan Dabao raised his hand and shouted.

Song Nan smiled and said, "Okay, I'll let you try it, but you don't have to give me half of it. I only need 30%. I don't pay the official rent on the mountain, and the rest is yours."

Wandabao was overjoyed, and the people were excited and talked about it. They forgot that just now, they slaughtered * people between Song Dong's family waving their hands under their eyelids. The body was still dripping blood from the haystatch beside them. Everyone's impression of Song Nan has completely changed. With this owner, good days are just around the corner.

Song Nan jumped off the big blue stone under the tree and walked to the women. Seeing that the women looked at Song Nan in a daze with their mouths half open, they laughed and said, "What's wrong with you?"

The little princess said, "You... have you ever farmed?"

Song Nan said, "No."

The little princess said, "Then how can you talk about these heads?"

Song Nan said, "I also said it casually, but these are not bad things. If you can't do it, there will be no loss, so I said it and let everyone have a try."

The little princess said, "No, what you said must be useful. How do you know that lime can be sprinkled into the ground to remove acid?"

Song Nanxin said, "Do I have to explain the neutralization reaction to you?"

In fact, Song Nan's method has been used in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Ancient people are not as stupid as we thought. They will not only neutralize acid with lime, but also mix * seeds to prevent pests. Song Nan is just crooked. Song Nan is really not sure, but it is common to raise fish in rice fields in later generations. Although Song Nan is not from a farmer, she naturally knows that this method is feasible in TV reports and radio publicity, but she just doesn't know how to do it.

"People live in poverty, so they need to use more brains. Just like we do business, the capital of one or two taels of silver always want to make as much profit as possible. Farmers are not like this. How to produce more money in an acre of land is also worth thinking to try; the lives of the people are so hard that I can't bear it." Song Nan sighed.

Lu Qingli smiled and said, "Brother Song is also compassionate. I haven't heard you say these words before."

Song Nan said seriously, "I'm telling the truth. A Wanjiazhuang can see the current situation of many people in the Ming Dynasty. The people are so poor that no one cares about them. They are also people. If you think about it, in case we are born in a people's home like Wanjiazhuang, it is difficult to have three meals a day, no clothes, and no one is there. What a terrible thing it is."

The women shivered. I can't think that it's better to die at the thought of such a hopeless day.

Song Nan said, "Before I came here, I didn't have such a big feeling. Today, I touched me a lot. I am ashamed of the previous narrowness, only care about my own life, and have no compassion. Since the world was born in the world, they must have a purpose to be born, and no one wants to live a muddle-headed life; I'm thinking, if I can Is it a matter of accumulating great virtue and doing great good deeds to save the people of the world from hardship within the scope of ability?

Everyone was silent for a moment and they never thought about what Song Nan said. Everyone was concerned about whether their relatives could live a good life, but they never felt that the suffering of the people had anything to do with them. After Song Nan said this, they also felt a little ashamed.

"Msong, this is an understanding." Dai Suer suddenly said.

Song Nan smiled and said, "I just said it casually."

Dai Suer said, "Mr. Song, do you know who was the person my father worshipped the most when he was alive?"

Song Nan shook his head and said, "I don't know that I have no relationship with your father."

Dai Suer said softly, "It is Fan Zhongyan, a famous minister in the Song Dynasty. His father only respected him because of his words. He was worried about the world first, and then he was happy with the world. Dad often said that those who can say such words must have great wisdom and a big heart. If he can do it correctly, he will be the stars in heaven to help the people. "

Song Nan thought for a moment and said, "It's a pity that I can't do it. If I change it, I may be able to do it."

Dai Suer's eyes were deeply focused on Song Nan's face and said, "How to change it?"

Song Nan said, "Worries and joy in the world. I'm not a saint. The world is rich and I'm poor. That's what I don't do. I have to make sure that my life can live a good life, and then I'll take care of the world.

The women are white-eyed, and there are people who are so frank. They take care of themselves first and don't even want to tell a lie.

"I just feel it. In fact, I'm still a nobody. Maybe I shouldn't worry about such things." Song Nan waved her hand with a smile and said, "Let's get ready to go back. I'm really sorry today. I took everyone to spring, but I encountered such a thing. So many people died, and some of them were busy after going back."

Only then did everyone remember that today's event was really not small. They had killed so many people, and they didn't know if they could calm down after going back. Everyone's hearts were covered with dark clouds and turned to the car one after another.

Dai Suer walked past Song Nan and whispered a sentence, "Suer seems to have misread Mr. Song. Mr. Song is a frank and good man, and may still be a great hero to help the world in the future."

Song Nan was speechless. The group said goodbye to the villagers of Wanjiazhuang, borrowed several carts to tow the body and escorted the prisoners back to Beijing.

On the way back to the city, Song Nan rode on the horse without saying a word, and her mind was full of tide.

Today's emotion is not Song Nan's momentary meaning. Song Nan really feels that she should do something; if she has just crossed to struggle to survive, Song Nan has already passed that stage; in the face of the poverty and numb life of the people of the Ming Dynasty, Song Nan's heart uncontrollably surged with thoughts that had before. Head.

Is it that God wants to live again in order to prolong his life? I have hundreds of years of wisdom than people in this era, and have also seen a better dynasty and a better life. This last Han dynasty is declining, and its future fate will also be invaded and destroyed by the Manchu Qing Tarots, resulting in the most humiliating and darkest history in future generations. Knowing that this foreseeable future, I will not care about it. Or try your best to change it.

The answer seems to be self-evident.

(At the end of the third volume, please see the next volume: between water and clouds)