Chapter 1220: Five hundred twenty four

Chapter 1220, Chapter 524: Heroes in troubled times
The young daughter of the patriarch Xiang died early, but Dongying found the young daughter of the Yun family.
Since that day, Xiang Lan has been a Yunxiu and has survived in this world.
If no one told her about this, she would gladly accept Yun Xiu's identity and play the role of the puppet city lord.
But what Xiang wanted was an obedient city lord, not a double-minded bomber, so Xiang Lan understood her life experience and her mission when she was very young.
Smart she is a top actor. Even at the age of six or seven, no one doubted her identity as the goddess of the Yun family. After using an identity for twenty years, even if it was fake, it became real.
She has forgotten how many years no one called Xiang Lan. Maybe there is no one in this world. Remember Xiang Lan.
The female city lord who fell into the confinement room shrank in the shadow in the corner, staring at the glistening light of the clear water in the big bowl, losing her mind for a long time.
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Longzhou calendar year 1787
February 15
The turbulent Chaochang successively caused the people to move out of the city. Some deserted villages that were previously unattended have welcomed a wave of new members.
It's just that there are poor people no matter how rich they are, and it is difficult for the poor to be generous.
Because of the poverty of materials, the village does not like refugees and even hates these people.
The so-called full and warm thinking, the heart is stolen from hunger and cold.
Refugees who have nothing to live in Chaochang want to live, and in the eyes of hungry refugees, morality is less important than survival.
For the villages outside Chaochang City, it may not be a difficult task to accept three or five fallen relatives, but if refugees are influx, it will be more painful than locust plagues.
There are endless robberies, so in the face of these refugees, they will not be released unless they are supported by relatives in the village.
In the face of these unclothed and hungry refugees, the villagers outside Chaochang City will elect Xiangyong, who will change shifts day and night with iron forks and sticks. Whenever they see refugees, they will beat them away or even kill them. dead.
In this case, women’s encounters are more difficult and dangerous than men’s. For some scorpions and idle men in the village who can’t speak of a wife, this time is undoubtedly spring.
They will cruise outside Chaochang City, and when they see the women who are alone, they will fight for them, and they will be kidnapped back to the village. After satisfying their animal desires, it is difficult for these women to have a good end.
It was at a time when public grievances were everywhere, but there was a smile that the news spread quietly throughout Chaochang.
"The Tang family residence in Nangang accepts refugees from all over Chaochang. As long as they are willing to become Tang leaders, they can get real estate and a quarter of rations!"
I don’t know where this news came from. It didn’t take long for it to spread throughout Chaochang. The refugees flocked to Nangang, only to find that it was not the case.
Real estate does exist, but you have to build it yourself. The lazy clerk just divides a piece of land for you after the book is made, tells you not to cross the line, and then leaves.
There are also fields, but they belong to the Tang family. The other party provides agricultural tools and seeds, and half of the grain produced must be turned over to the government treasury.
As for the quarterly rations, they are not taken for nothing. Instead, they give up their status as free citizens and join the Nangang household registration before they are distributed.
This condition is far from the legendary news, but refugees still flocked to them and stayed in groups.
Tang Lian, who was in charge of spreading the news, looked at the refugees who were willing to accept harsh conditions and settled in Nangang, thinking that Tang Yao had used some bewitching secret technique.
"Of course we can gather more refugees after completing all the infrastructure work, but those who are recruited like that are just a group of lazy people."
Standing at the highest level of the Nangang Assembly Hall, Tang Yao pointed to the refugees who work like ants and said: "Although the Tang family is rich, he is not rich enough to feed lazy people. Therefore, even if he accepts refugees, he must be screened. ."
"The boss means that these conditions are set to screen out outstanding refugees?"
"Not bad." Tang Yao nodded and looked at the already completely different Nangang Rivers and Mountains: "Organize the refugees who have built their own houses and are doing a good job in reclaiming spring irrigation, and then tell them that within three months, they only need to be able to Bringing refugees back, every household can get 10% off the rent. In mid-May, I need more than 100,000 households in Nangang's household register. Can it be done?"
"No problem boss, don't worry, leave it to me!"
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Chaochang Inner City, Xiang Clan Land
The mourning hall of Xiang'an Song is located in the front court of Xiang's family.
Xiang Loulan, wearing sackcloth and filial piety, has been kneeling in the mourning hall for three days, and thanked every uncle and relatives who came to the ceremony.
Someone once said that parents are the wall blocking women from the real world. At that time, Xiang Loulan never understood the truth of this sentence. After hearing that his father Xiang Ange was attacked and killed by the demon master Gochen, he But suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence.
When the parents are still alive, the children actually live in a world that has been decorated. The world is more beautiful and less difficult. Even if you give up or fail, there are no consequences.
The years are quiet here, with fireworks lingering here, and all this will change with the departure of my parents.
Xiang Loulan, who lost her father's asylum, finally saw the real world clearly.
The respect of those people is not because of his surprise.
The brothers and sisters' Gongqian is not personable either.
There may be contempt behind the smile, but there is unstoppable joy in sadness.
The bulls, ghosts, and snakes who were once suppressed by Xiang Ange surrounded the ancestor Xiang Gan for a moment, remembering the great patriarch who died before he started his business.
Are these people really sad? Why can't I see a tear in the mourning hall, but can hear the chuckle from the heart.
Even Xiang Loulan, who has long been accustomed to the clan's honey-belly sword, is a little disgusted.
When the benefits are large, the hearts of the people will dissipate. This is a reminder that my father has repeated many times. Now it seems to make sense.
These relatives around the ancestors were staring at only the seat of the patriarch, but they didn't understand at all. It was really ridiculous who decided the position of the patriarch of the Xiang clan.
"Father, rest in peace, my son will avenge you, Gouchen, the master of the sword!"
Xiang Loulan, who is wearing filthy piety and filial piety, continued the money in the brazier, and vowed secretly in his heart: "No matter what the price is paid, I will let that bastard, not to die!"
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In a dark and tranquil cave
Tang Luo, wearing a Gouchen mask, sat cross-legged outside the confinement room, and asked Xiang Lan, who gritted his teeth inside, "Want to live or die?"
"My father will not let you go, nor will the two grandmasters of the Xiang family let you go, if you are smart."
"Your father has been killed by me. If you wake up early enough, you will understand that Grandmaster Yan Yun can't stop this seat."
(End of this chapter)