As soon as the man said this, a peasant woman next to him rushed up with a whisper and shouted: "He is Wang Er, and this is the only one Wang Er in my family! Don't listen to him nonsense!"

After shouting at the little official, the peasant woman turned her head and shouted at Wang Er: "Second son, are you crazy about gaining and losing your heart! You are going to drag the whole family together, you are unlucky!"

The little official turned his head and looked at Zhao Huan. Seeing that Zhao Huan was still smiling, it didn't seem like he was angry for the scene in front of him. The little official let out a long sigh, turned his head and shouted, "Don't be clamoring!

There are a few people in your family, and the official said that it was not for your taxes to count Dingkou! If you dare to disturb me again, be careful to catch you and go to the yamen and shackle you for three days!"

The peasant woman immediately became honest and did not dare to make trouble in public anymore, so she had to retreat to the side honestly. The little official continued to say to the man: "I won't ask you how many younger brothers you have. You should think of yourself a new name now so that you can avoid snatching your younger brothers with you."

The little official wrote the word "Wang" on the household registration booklet, and then asked: "By the way, are you willing to go to Datong? If you go, the official will give you 100 acres of land, oxen and farm tools, seeds, and give you an extra five-cent of money to settle down.

There is only one place, and the land is not allowed to be traded now. If it can be traded in the future, there will be a notice to say goodbye to you later. In addition, there will be no need to pay taxes there within three years, and it will be the same as other places in three years. It is considered a benefit to you."

"Then I'll go!"

The man shouted without thinking, "I've thought about it, I'll call Mr. Wang from now on, and I'll go to Datong."

The little official immediately asked with a laugh and cry: "Master Wang San? Your name is cheap enough. Why don't you call him Prince? Well, you might as well call Wang Shitou in the future."

The man was a little unhappy and was about to say something, but the peasant woman next to him could no longer help it. She rushed up again and shouted: "Official! He won't go! He won't go!"

After saying that, the peasant woman continued to shout to Wang Er: "You can't go! You go, but you really can't come back! When my mother dies, can you still be with her?"

"Mom, what are you talking about! You are naturally going to live for a hundred years, so what do you say will never die?"

The man said, "But my son has had enough and is afraid of being hungry. He works hard every year all year round, but he can't see any oily fishyness. Why? Isn't it because we don't have our own land?

I have seen through it. If this continues, our life will pass like this. My son still can't marry a wife, so he can only wait for the government to issue one.

Instead of doing this, it would be better to go to Datong to fight. Didn’t this official just say that we would give us 100 acres of land and would not have to pay taxes within three years. My son would take advantage of these three years to cultivate well, and maybe he could save some family business and send the money back to the Wuwu to study."

After saying that, the man respectfully knelt down at the peasant woman, kowtowed, and bowed: "If my son is really unfortunate, he will die outside when he meets the Xixia soldiers or the Jin soldiers, you should pretend that he does not have me as a son!"

So sensational enough!

Zhao Huan looked at the bitter scene in front of him, couldn't help but snorted and said loudly: "You should go to Datong for yourself. Although the land there is not a single fertile land, it is enough for you to support the whole family.

As for the Jin soldiers, there is a Jingguan built with tens of thousands of Jin soldiers outside the city of Datong. If you are scared to death, you can only blame you for being timid."

"Who is the official?"

Seeing that Zhao Huan said so surely, the peasant woman couldn't help but hesitate and said tentatively: "The official knows so much about Datong, have you been to Datong?"

"Of course I've been there."

Zhao Huan smiled and said, "I have not only been there, but I have brought a hundred thousand troops to it. The Jingguan outside Datong City was built by me. I have said that if the Jin soldiers dared to hurt my people, I would pay ten of them to compensate him, and the same is true for Xixia.

Aunt, please relax. Brother Wang’s trip to Datong is an opportunity for your family, an opportunity to let your family live a good life.”

"Official family?"

The peasant woman looked at Zhao Huan and couldn't believe that the little face in front of her was the official family of the Song Dynasty today. But then again, is there anyone in the world who dares to pretend to be the emperor?

After thinking about it, the peasant woman stopped making trouble. She just looked at Wang Er and wiped her tears, gritted her teeth and said, "Then go! But it's not you who go by yourself, but our whole family will go with you, bring your brother and your three younger brothers together!"

One, two, three... Six, Zhao Huan counted silently in his heart, and suddenly felt a little distressed-

If six people have five stakes of money to settle down, the six people will have to give their family thirty stakes. In addition, oxen, seeds and farm tools, it will take at least five years to start paying off the money!

What's even more terrible is that if these people were taking their families to Datong like this one, then the little money they had finally confiscated the house would not be enough. They might as well find Emperor Zhao Jixiang to "please" a few calligraphy and paintings...

Otherwise, I would pay more than ten kilograms of meat to Zhao Jixiang’s Longde Palace this month, so don’t let Zhao Wenyi Daojun Emperor Jixiang be so hungry that he has no inspiration. After all, those miserable writers in later generations still know that typing is tiring, so they have to eat more meat when eating.

...

How do you sing a nursery rhyme?

"The emperor cannot see the golden tiles and golden palace. Once he left the Meridian Gate, he had one nose and two hands..."

Zhao Huan knew very well that as the emperor, all the sources of information were basically what others wanted the emperor to know. Even if there was an Imperial City Department and an expert factory, there was no guarantee that there would be no problem.

Therefore, the emperor's private visit is actually a good thing, and it is a very necessary good thing. As long as you don't go straight to Jiangnan to play with the purpose and mentality of playing with a girl like Qian Dian, the ten-full old dog.

Just like this time, if I hadn't left the palace in confinement, who would know what the magistrate of Chenliu County was? Who would know what the magistrate of Chenliu County was like? Who would know what the magistrate of Zhuang Yong, who impeached the emperor and officials, was righteous in the court?

More importantly, through this mini-dress trip, Zhao Huan also truly witnessed the other side of the so-called "Fu Song"-

The rich are all over the country, and the poor are not in a place to stand. In order to escape unbearable taxes, land transactions, and Dingkou sells himself as slaves, they can almost think of any messy method. When they can't survive, they will rise up. After waiting for the imperial court to recruit peace, they will be sent to the front line to fight against the Liao Kingdom, the Jin Kingdom, and the Xixia people. Everything is like a vicious cycle.

Then Zhao Huan made a decision.
Chapter completed!