The best county magistrate

"I still have something to do."

"Old Wei, Brother Biao, what did you say just now?"

"Hey, slow down and wait for me!"

Yang Xuanchen waved to Zhou Miaomiao and ran away without looking back.

"Am I that scary..." After murmuring, Zhou Miaomiao burst into laughter. Her crescent-shaped eyes were really beautiful.

Wei Junzhi and Zhang Biao were grabbed by the necks by Yang Xuanchen, "I'll lick it, you two have no loyalty."

"How could you leave me and run away?"

"Escapers will be beheaded on the battlefield!"

Zhang Biao teased, "Why should we shoulder the romantic debt you owe..."

Wei Junzhi nodded in agreement, "Master, we can all see that Miss Zhou is interested in you, why not..."

"Oops! Let's not talk about this matter today. Let's gather everyone together for a meeting." Yang Xuanchen started another topic.

"In the past few days, the victims have almost recovered, and the epidemic has stabilized."

"It's time to think about how to deal with these victims next."

The two of them nodded heavily when they heard the words, and soon more than a dozen people sat around under a big tree to discuss the aftermath.

"Master, there are still many vacant houses in our county that can house these disaster victims." A scholar from the county government suggested.

Another person said: "That's not right. The people of Linping are foreigners. If they move into our county in large numbers, if the Qingzhou Prefecture knows about this, they will inevitably blame the master."

Wei Junzhi looked at the noisy people with a big smile.

"Old Wei, why are you laughing?" Zhang Biao muttered, holding a piece of horsetail grass in his mouth.

"Whether the victims are accepted or not is a big issue. If it is not handled well, it will have a great impact on my future governance."

"Besides, there are more than 4,000 new people all of a sudden, and everything about their food, clothing, housing and transportation will have an impact on our Qingshui County."

"The victims have no shelter and lack of food, and there are no suitable jobs in the county to provide them with income."

After Wei Junzhi said this, he looked in the direction of Yang Xuanchen with a smile on his face, waiting for his decision.

He firmly believed that Yang Xuanchen would have a better way to deal with the victims' problems.

"Fan Xian, Zhu Cheng, tell me, what do the folks think now?" Yang Xuanchen asked.

Unexpectedly, it would be his turn to speak when discussing the aftermath, and Fan Xian was a little flattered.

He stood up, patted his clothes and saluted, "Go back to your lord, thank you for your great love to the villagers."

"These days, the villagers have been grateful to the adults and have a desire to repay you."

"Your Excellency is a man of benevolence and righteousness, and he has the ability to help the world by hanging a pot. His noble moral character is awe-inspiring."

Yang Xuanchen couldn't help but frown when he heard Wen Chuchen's words.

As his name suggests, Fan Xian is a man who is both virtuous and practical. He is a knowledgeable and educated young man, but he is far from practical.

After all, the scholars of this era are still a bit rotten, but they are still young and there is still room for improvement.

"Fan Xian, please stop boasting and tell the folks what they think first."

"Do you want to go back to your hometown, or stay in Qingshui County?"

Seeing Yang Xuanchen frowning and asking this question, Zhu Cheng pulled Fan Xian, who wanted to continue to talk.

He said: "Sir, we all want to stay in Qingshui County!"

"We have good farmers, carpenters, blacksmiths, and masters who are good at brewing wine..."

"If you are willing to take me in, everyone will be willing to live here."

Yang Xuanchen raised his eyebrows and laughed a few times.

This Zhu Cheng is a wonderful man. He has been studying since he was a child and was a village chief before.

In the past few days, he has excelled in the role of a temporary housekeeper, and thousands of disaster victims have been able to take care of all their treasures.

"Okay! No problem. Brother Zhu will be able to tell the villagers in a moment that Qingshui County will be everyone's home from now on."

"but……"

"But what?" Fan Xian asked.

"However, Qingshui County is not my hometown after all. The villagers have no food and no houses. It may be difficult to make a living at the beginning."

"Let's agree first, Qingshui County doesn't support idle people, everyone has to fend for themselves."

"For example, the salt fields in Liujiacun are recruiting workers, and the Shenxianju Wine Shop in the county will also be recruiting workers soon."

"If you are not selected, don't be discouraged. There will be more places in need of people in the future."

Then, Yang Xuanchen briefly introduced some future arrangements, measures and ideas to everyone.

After the representatives of the victims listened, they went back to convey the message.

The county government officials stayed where they were and continued the meeting.

"Everyone will have to work harder next. The implementation of many policies is inseparable from the operation of the county government."

"Take the reconstruction of houses as an example. You have to pay attention to Zhang Quandan!"

"Establish a government-run construction company, and your first task is to build houses."

"Those dilapidated houses will all be demolished and rebuilt!"

Halfway through, Yang Xuanchen took a branch and drew a sketch on the ground.

"As our population increases, Qingshui County will continue to expand in the future."

"So, our houses must be planned in advance, and the more people can live there, the better."

"This picture shows a three-story building with one staircase, two households, and five rooms."

"In this case, six families can live in a small building, and it won't seem so crowded if they have three or five babies."

"As for the wood needed to build a house, there are towering trees under Mang Mountain, so just cut them down."

"..."

He talked a lot, and everyone in the county government listened carefully from beginning to end.

The division of labor is so detailed that it covers everything.

“After the housing problem is solved, then it’s about food!”

"When it comes to food, everyone knows that when Qian Youde was here, the land in the two northern villages belonged to his Qian family."

"Since his arrival, His Majesty has given the entire Qingshui County to me as a fief, so Qian Youde's property will naturally belong to me."

Speaking of this, Yang Xuanchen stopped and observed everyone's expressions.

He was thinking about how to express his next words euphemistically. After all, socialism and communism were contrary to the background of today's times.

However, when he thought of the oppression of the class and the suffering of the people, Yang Xuanchen decided to state these policies according to his original ideas, and then gradually implement them.

"Lao Wei previously counted the land deeds and house deeds of Qian Youde."

"My officer discovered that almost all the fertile land in Qingshui County is in his name, and most of the houses in the county also belong to his Qian Youde."

"No matter what happened before, I plan to return all the fields to the people."

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, everyone gasped.

What kind of courage is this? Are there any officials like this in the world?

People say that serving as an official for thousands of miles is just for making money. How come my master has become an official for thousands of miles just to spread wealth?

Looking at the confused and confused eyes of everyone, Yang Xuanchen explained.

"Of course, it's definitely not for free!"

"The farmland will be rented to the people on a lease basis. One acre of land will cost one hundred pence a year."

"In addition to normal grain taxes, the majority of the harvest is distributed by the people themselves."

"The lease contract is initially for one year, and if it is signed for five years, ten years or more, you can enjoy a discount on the rent."

"Old Wei, wait until Zhu Cheng comes back and ask him to help you handle this matter later."

Wei Junzhi did not raise any questions, but he was extremely shocked. What was the difference between renting a hundred cents a year and giving it away for free.

From then on, the tenants could nominally own their own land, and they could also distribute the food they grew, which was a great benefit to them.

Although the ownership of the land is still in the hands of the owner, the fertile farmland has truly returned to the hands of the people.

He really didn't understand what Yang Xuanchen was thinking. Did he not love money at all?

"Master, do you know how many acres of land you have in your hands? How much is it worth?" Zhang Biao couldn't help but remind him.

He was still quite confused by this kind of behavior of letting people have sex for free. After all, money didn't come from strong winds.

"I've never touched money, I'm not interested in money."

"My happiest time is when..."

Yang Xuanchen spoke righteously and calmly, but Wei Junzhi's mouth twitched at the side, wanting to laugh but not daring to.

You probably don't like money, so you gave Miss Zhou a monthly salary of 500 yuan a month, which is like blowing fire through a green onion pipe.