Although the old man hated these soldiers and bandits, he was just an ordinary citizen after all.

Seeing the heads being cut off, I had already collapsed on the ground and kept muttering:

"They will take revenge, they will take revenge. Slaughter the village, they must kill the village..."

Seeing that the old man suddenly seemed crazy, Zhu Youjian squatted beside the old man and comforted him:

"Don't worry, uncle, they dare not kill people to slaughter the village. As imperial envoys in the court, we will handle this matter well. You can take us to the village to have a look!"

The old man was stunned:

"What are you doing in the village? The village is very poor and there is nothing. The young people fled to famine, leaving only dozens of old, weak, sick and disabled."

Zhu Youjian smiled slightly and reached out to help the old man up:

"Let's go and take us to see."

The old man had no choice but to get up and take everyone back to the village. The journey was not very long, and he could arrive through a forest.

There are not many families in the village, about twenty households, all of which are crooked and slanted.

When I saw a group of strangers entering the village, several children immediately surrounded me. They were thin and pale, and were all wearing thin clothes. They looked at Zhu Youjian and others curiously.

This is the people of the Ming Dynasty. Seeing their appearance, Zhu Youjian couldn't help feeling sad. It seems that he would have a long way to go to the prosperous era of prosperity of the country and the people.

"Uncle, have you not been assigned to the ground?"

"Hey, what's the difference between being assigned and not being assigned? They were occupied by those people. Now the whole village is working for them, barely living without starving to death."

After the old man said that, Zhu Youjian nodded and immediately called Qinglong:

"Qinglong, please go to Lu'anzhou with a quick horse and tell them clearly that in the future, the troops of the garrison and the bandits of Lu'anzhou will enter Guangzhou and commit crimes, so that all the officials and generals of Lu'anzhou will go home to farm. In severe cases, the three tribes will be destroyed. You don't have to rush back. We will meet at the Li Dakai garrison in Fengyang."

"Abide by the order"

Qinglong agreed to leave immediately. It was very simple for Qinglong to do this. Seeing the arrival of the commander of the Jinyiwei, he could scare the state officials to death.

After Qinglong left, Zhu Youjian asked the old man again:

"Uncle, is the biggest local official in your village here?"

The old man shook his head:

"I ran away long ago, and there are some tricks, who would still be willing to stay in the bandit's nest?"

Zhu Youjian nodded and said:

"Now you have the full authority to manage this village. Just plant your land. No one dares to oppress you in the future. I will ask someone to send some winter clothes to your village."

Before the old man could react, Zhu Youjian and others immediately turned around and went back.

Back next to the carriage, Zhu Youjian immediately exchanged 200 sets of cotton coats at the system mall, including adults and children, and exchanged them for some fine salt, charcoal and rice.

Then they put all these things on the carriage, thought about it for a while, took out another 200 taels of silver, and put them into the carriage together.

"You send these two carts of things to the village, let the villagers share the people equally, and send them together with the carriage, and then come back and continue on the road."

"Yes...but what should we do if we replenish supplies?"

In order to cover up, Zhu Youjian brought two carriages to replenish supplies when he left Beijing. In fact, it was not necessary. As the emperor with the system, he could handle all the system warehouses when traveling.

Seeing that the Royal Guard was hesitant, Zhu Youjian waved his hand:

"Go, you don't have to worry about other things."

"Abide by the order"

After Zhu Youjian and others left, the rest of the village surrounded the old man and kept asking questions.

"Grandpa, what did those people do just now? Look at them wearing weird clothes, not like poor people."

"Uncle, how did you meet? One of them seems to be very rich and brings so many soldiers."

"Old man, the guest just said that he had something for us. Is it true? There are bandits in front of him. Please remind them to be careful."

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Everyone chattered and asked nonstop, but the old man didn't know how to answer them for a while. Could it be that the villagers were the imperial envoys of the court?

He himself didn't believe such nonsense, and the villagers would not believe even more. When the imperial envoy came down, he was surrounded by troops, and officials from all over the country followed closely.

But these people didn't look like that at all. They didn't even have the show of a county magistrate, but the carriage looked very valuable.

"Look, those people are coming again, and they are still driving the carriage!"

Everyone was talking, and suddenly two carriages entered the village, and the carriages were full of pulling. The children immediately came up and ran with the carriage.

The carriage soon came to the old man, and two royal guards jumped out of the carriage, walked to the old man and smiled:

"Congratulations, you were appointed as the village clerk by the imperial envoy. There are rice, cotton coats, charcoal and silver in the carriage. The adults will let you distribute it equally to the people of the village and not to embezzle it."

After the two guards finished speaking, they turned around and left, not even asking for a carriage.

It was not until the two guards left that the old man and the villagers realized:

"What imperial envoy? They said that the things in the carriage were given to us, so that everyone could share them evenly, and quickly see what they were..."

Everyone ran to the carriage and immediately saw a lot of sacks. When they opened it, they saw many things such as rice, charcoal, silver, etc. The whole village was a little frugal enough to survive the winter.

The old man felt like he was dreaming. Now he confirmed that even if the person who came was not an imperial envoy, he would definitely be a high-ranking official in the court.

The old man's tears suddenly flowed down his cheeks. There was no such good official in the world. Not only did he not exploit the people, he also gave so many things to the people.

As his legs became weak, the old man knelt down to the place where Zhu Youjian and the others were, and kowtowed repeatedly:

"It turns out that he is really a high-ranking official. The old man represents the people of the whole village, thanks the adults for saving their lives."

Seeing the old man kneeling down and kowtowing, others kneeling beside the old man, many people shed tears of emotion, and they knew that no one would starve to death for the time being.

Zhu Youjian got on the carriage and continued on his way, and soon entered Fengyang, which is Lu'anzhou.

The road was desolate, with some fields planting wheat, but most of them were deserted and no one cultivated them.

During the Yuan Dynasty, Haozhou was upgraded to Linhao Mansion and was named after the city Linhao River.

In the sixth year of Hongwu, Linhao Mansion was changed to the Zhongli Mansion, and in the seventh year of Hongwu, the Zhongli Mansion was renamed Fengyang Mansion, and the government moved to Xincheng (now the Fucheng).

At the same time, the Taiping, Qingluo, Guangde and Yongfeng townships of Linhuai County were cut off to establish Fengyang County. Since then, Haozhou (now Linhuai Town, Fengyang) has been abolished.

In the early Ming Dynasty, Fengyang Prefectures under the jurisdiction of Hezhou, Chuzhou, Shouzhou, Lu'anzhou, Sizhou, Hongzhou, Suzhou, Yingzhou, Bozhou, Pizhou, Xuzhou eleven prefectures and several counties, as well as eight garrisons.

A small Fengyang, because it is Taizu's hometown, has a very large jurisdiction and covers almost half of the Anhui region.

After Zhu Yuanzhang established the Ming Dynasty, he wanted to build the capital in Fengyang. In fact, he had already begun to build the capital, but was strongly resisted by the local people.

Due to the floods and floods of the Huai River every year, locals have become accustomed to rolling up beds and begging for a living, and they also sing flower drum operas everywhere. They believe that building a capital is exhausting the people and the money is damaged.

Later, because some ministers also began to oppose it, Zhu Yuanzhang finally gave up the establishment of Fengyang, leaving behind an unfinished project, and later built the capital in Nanjing.

Now it seems that the local people are too short-sighted.
Chapter completed!