I am a pirate in Ming Dynasty

With the recruitment of the gentry and the relief provided by the court, the number of victims in Huai'an and Fengyang Prefectures decreased rapidly, and the famine problem was completely solved.

Hidden under this famine is a serious problem of land annexation.

But until no one mentions this matter, vested interests will keep these things in mind. Who has anything to say about everyone getting rich?

Qin Li also found a lot of people to cultivate the thousand acres of fertile land that he accepted, and the treatment was naturally much more generous than that of the gentry. Moreover, the Qin family's thousand acres of land would automatically surrender to Master Yue's family, so that they could be exempted from taxes. Anyway, Master Yue has sold his life to the Qin family, so naturally the Qin family will do whatever they say.

The delivery between Qin Li and the Gao family went very smoothly. The one hundred thousand goods, except for some cloth and medicinal herbs, were all exchanged for cash.

Gao Rongxuan gave a high price of nearly 80,000 taels of silver, which made Qin Li extremely happy. After a disaster, Qin Li emptied all the Qin family's 100,000 taels of silver. Unexpectedly, he recovered a lot of blood in the blink of an eye. .

In that familiar courtyard, the sycamore trees in the courtyard block the summer heat, and you can still see some of the courtyard scenery through the window.

The rustling sound coming from the yard blew gently into the house, and the warmth hitting the face was a bit unbearable.

A busy figure hurried in from outside. The hot and humid weather made his hair wet, and drops of sweat lay down on his forehead.

"Master, the clothes that have been made from cloth have come out. Should they be sent directly to the young master and the others?" Qin Liu reported while wiping his face and standing in front of the desk, and the heat from his body steamed out along the clothes.

Qin Li recovered from the map on the table, pursed his lips and said, "Well, counting the days, we have almost finished the food we sent last time. Let's send the food and the papers together."

"Yes, Master." Qin Liu turned around and ran outside.

"Uncle Liu, don't rush. Your clothes won't get damaged if you leave them there. You can rest assured and stay here to drink a cup of herbal tea to relieve the heat." Qin Li hurriedly stopped Qin Liu and poured a cup of tea from the kettle at hand. , making a please gesture.

Qin Liu, who was just about to go out, paused for a moment, his mouth was indeed a little dry, so he said: "In this case, it is better for me to obey my order."

The cicadas outside began to call out, melodiously and slowly.

The sweltering heat of the weather makes people even more lazy to move, and the place where lectures are held has been moved from indoors to outdoors.

At the beginning, they only taught students to study under a small patch of trees. However, people in the village felt that this was not safe, so they built more than a dozen pavilions.

It doesn't have the elegance of a scholar, nor does it have four walls around the house. It's just a simple pergola built with a few top beams and a few load-bearing columns on the sides. These wooden boards and straw are laid on it, which creates a sunshade and ventilation place.

These simple classrooms are set up on the outskirts of the village, mostly on the edge of some farmland. Although it is not as tidy as in the village, the areas outside the village have also been tidied up.

The village chief, Father Yang, even laid out stones from nowhere under each pavilion. Compared with the weeds that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, there are no hairs around this pavilion.

Two scholars, one named Zuo Xuanyu and the other named Yue Yuwen. Zuo Xuanyu is about thirty years old, with a mustache and a square face. It can only be said that he looks pretty good. Yue Yuwen was about fifty years old. He was extraordinarily stout. He didn't look like someone who had read a book at all. Instead, he looked like a village bully. He was as weird as wearing that Confucian robe.

Sixteen groups of people studied together, and the fifteenth group of people studied together. With the participation of children from the village, the number of people in the school has increased from more than 250 to 306 students now. We can gather twenty students. From Class 1 to Class 15, there are a total of fifteen teachers, each of whom is responsible for a class, which is not so tiring.

Ding Xiaoquan seemed to have an addiction to bullying Yuan Taotao. Before his husband came, he and a few others were squatting at the head of the field and playing in the mud. The unlucky Yuan Taotao had a large patch of dirt on his face, and he still had a look of grievance on his face. look.

Qin Shang was lying on his desk. Perhaps because of his age, the children who were older than him would let him order. Children have a weak relationship between superiority and inferiority. Many people just think that Qin Shang is more special than them. They usually look at him more often and don't do anything extra.

The wind blowing in from all directions carries the smell of the fields. It can occasionally bring moisture on the water and drive away the heat on people.

It was the hottest time at noon, and everyone had already gone back to take a nap. Now it was the time when energy was high, and laughter could always be heard from the stream.

"Sir, sir is here!" A loud shout suddenly made all the wild monkeys run over.

Some of the loaches still holding one or two in their hands did not dare to take any more and threw them directly into the water. A large group of them ran into the pavilion from all sides.

There were little faces that turned red, and the books on the table that were being fanned made a scraping sound.

Occasionally, a child was pushing and giggling.

Yue Yuwen's tall shadow appeared in everyone's eyes in the distance, and the quarrels in the school instantly returned to silence. Everyone was sitting at their desks, some of them seriously reviewing the content of the previous class.

The children sitting behind Qin Shang had no such awareness at all. As the king of children, Liu Tiezhu covered his mouth and yawned. Ma Dawei tilted his head and pressed it on an arm and fell asleep, with a trace of crystal clear saliva at the corner of his mouth. . Xu Qingfeng fanned the book so hard that his tongue almost came out of his throat. He was also playing crazy.

Compared to boys, girls are better, and their clothes are still dignified. They are not like boys, holding up their sleeves and lifting up their clothes, breathing in the heat from their bodies.

Children in rural areas may have less awareness of avoiding suspicion, and some girls stretched their necks to curiously look at the exposed bodies of these boys sitting in class.

The sound seemed to have returned to silence in an instant, and everyone's breath was choked in their throats.

Mr. Yue, who had a dark and fierce face, reached the podium. The ruler on the table pressed the paper again, and he led the children around him to introduce to everyone: "This is my son, Yue Heng."

"Starting today, Yue Heng will attend class with everyone, and I hope everyone will get along well with him."

After finishing speaking, Yue Yuwen motioned for Yue Heng to sit on the empty table at the back.

Only then did everyone have time to take a look at Yue Heng. He was about seven years old, with good facial features, sharp eyes, and extremely well-coordinated body. He looked quite handsome.