The Reborn Lady is Farming

  The little lion taught him, "How can you compare yourself with a wise man?"

   "But he's in his twenties, I'm only ten!"

   This reason is so powerful that the little lion could not find an excuse to refute it for a while.

Qi Wensu also said: "Dong Wulang is really stupid, even my third and fourth brothers know that the price of land near the capital is not low, and the middle land will not be lower than eight taels of silver. This is not the kind of land in the north, which is vast and sparsely populated. Where is the land for two taels of silver per mu?"

"Stop insulting the Northland," Xiao An hummed with his hands behind his back, "The medium-sized land in the Northland costs four taels of silver per acre, and both sides are greedy for profit, so it's understandable to be played around by the steward Ji, but These people are indeed pitiful, and they have indeed suffered heavy losses, and they are considered bitter masters."

   The people around the four children looked at them in amazement. Are all the children so powerful now?

The county magistrate in the hall obviously didn't think so. He felt that these villagers were not the bitter masters, and this matter also involved the innocent Zuo Xiang adults. note.

   The magistrate could only beat the gavel in frustration, and let those who hit fifty big boards on each side let go.

   Although Dong Mao did not know about it, he also condoned the slaves to oppress the people, so he hit twenty big boards and was fined a few times.

On the other hand, the villagers returned the one or two silvers they had shared. The previous transaction was voided, and the land deed could be retrieved. However, because they had bad intentions, it was considered a conspiracy to harm others, so they were fined according to the amount of land deeds they traded, and one mu of land was fined. A fine of two taels of silver.

  This punishment is severe enough, they are willing to take the risk of taking out the land deed for a tael of silver per mu, which shows how much they love money.

And now they are not only required to return the money, but also fined two taels of silver per mu. Not only did the bamboo basket empty in the end, but they also posted so much money that the farmers kneeling in the hall fell to the ground, regretting that they would not have come. The yamen is over, and they may be able to get the land back without fines.

   But they didn't know that this punishment was considered a light one. They had to know that the magistrate had originally intended to confiscate the land, and then sentenced the sentence on a board. If Lord Zuo Xiang hadn't said his kiss, he would have let it go so lightly?

  The village households are like mourning and studying, Xiao An and the others are not young masters who don’t understand the world. They know the importance of land to farmers, and they feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

   Seeing that Steward Ji was taken into custody and the interrogation of the case was over, the four of them squeezed out of the crowd. Seeing Xiaoting standing with their guards, the four of them froze.

   Mu Yangling saw that the four children were in a low mood, so he comforted them and said, "They can be blamed for themselves. If they can't get so much money, they can sell the land."

   "Didn't mother say that land is the lifeblood of farmers, if they sell all their lifebloods, what will they live on?" The little lion looked at his mother with wide eyes.

"Yeah, so the court has always wanted to restrict land trading, but so far there is no good way. As for these people," Mu Yangling smiled, "since they can come up with such a way to make money, they shouldn't be hanging on the land. You don't have to worry about them."

   In this simple era, what kind of good people can farmers who dare to take out their land to cheat money?

   In the past life, when the information exploded, when the land was full of scammers, no peasants dared to easily take out their land and lie to others.

   So Mu Yangling didn't sympathize with those people at all.

   After comforting them, Mu Yangling saw that the four of them didn't want to leave at all, so he put down his pen and asked, "Tell me, what else is there?"

  Xiao An glanced at his younger brothers and asked, "Fourth aunt, why did my father let the tiger head beat Dong Wulang to make things worse?"

   Mu Yangling asked jokingly, "Didn't you guys beat up Dong Mao before and made things worse?"

  Xiao An blushed and whispered: "What's the matter? We were fighting with children, but it's different when Dad intervenes."

   And he always felt that there were some machines in the adult world that they couldn't understand.

Mu Yangling thought about it and said, "I don't know why, when you go back, take the tiger head and the others to ask your father. Also, don't forget the purpose of your coming out today, and you will have one day off tomorrow. , do you have a clue about your homework?"

   The four children opened their mouths. Today was so rich that they forgot about it.

  The four children ran back as if their eyebrows were burning. At this time, Fan Zijin just found out about the fact that several children had sneaked out of the palace, and couldn't help but grit his teeth, "When did the guards in the palace become so lax?"

   Qi Haoran, who had just rushed over from the Ministry of War upon hearing the news, heard the words: "According to the guards in the palace, the four children went out swaggeringly, and no one stopped them."

  Fan Zijin: "..."

  Qi Haoran continued: "You didn't put them in confinement. If they don't run away after washing the imperial study, they're still waiting for you to continue punishing them? They're not stupid."

   "Yes, they are not stupid, that's why they make trouble!" Fan Zijin said through gritted teeth.

  Qi Haoran just coughed and said, "You can't stand it after taking them for a day. A Ling and I are wiping their butts every day."

  Fan Zijin snorted coldly: "That's what you deserve. You don't condone a few children so skinny."

   Fan Zijin angrily returned to the Prince's Mansion and saw four children standing in a row asking questions, Qi Haoran whispered: "They are also taught by us, do you think whose children are as smart as them?"

   This time, Fan Zijin just snorted coldly and took the four children to the small study.

  The four of them stayed up all night to do their homework in unison. The next day, they blocked Fan Zijin with black eye circles and asked him to make corrections.

  Fan Zijin's absence from work yesterday was known to the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs of the whole dynasty. It is naturally not good to continue to be absent from work today, so he took their homework and stuffed it into a pile of official documents, saying: "I will take it to the yamen for correction, and I will come back to you at noon."

  Fan Zijin only took out the four children's articles for review after I finished the last morning. Adhering to the principle of prioritizing the inferior before the superior, Fan Zijin searched out Hutou's article without thinking.

Hutou gave up his previous ideas, focused on yesterday's events, and wrote down the cause and effect. He even wrote down what he told them last night that someone planned to frame Rong Xuan. Finally, this kid came to a testimonial, saying As the hope of Daqi's future, Daqi's children must not be as ignorant as Dong Mao, and even if they are determined to be a playboy, they must be knowledgeable, cultured and stylish, at least not Even the basic common sense of land prices does not understand.

Fan Zijin saw his hands trembling, not moved, but angry. Why does this kid write everything up? Rong Xuan's design is just a guess in everyone's heart, and it's not on the bright side. This kid is better. He directly wrote down his analysis and planned to send it to the newspaper. Does this mean that the situation is not chaotic enough?

  Fan Zijin suppressed the anger in his heart and told himself, it doesn't matter, this is a tiger head, so he looked at him as Qi Haoran when he was a child.

   After some psychological construction, I took out Qi Wensu's article and read it.

  Fan Zijin's anger that had just been suppressed "swelled", and he couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "These stinky boys!"