The return of the Forbidden Army has made the whole city of Guangzhou a little more lively. The return of relatives and friends always makes this year more comfortable.

However, after all, there are casualties in war, such as acclimatization, falling into traps, diseases, etc. There are indeed many casualties outside the battlefield, but there are still pensions.

As the chief of Hezhou Jia, he was in charge of five hundred households. Wu Yuan was quite messy on weekdays because of some trivial matters, but today, he was extra busy. He didn't even eat lunch and kept eating.

Record the list of pensions in Class A here, and then correspond them one by one. If someone moves away, communication still needs to be carried out.

After all, the five-year household register revision date has not yet arrived, which is very troublesome.

From the Ninth Grade, there are only three officials under him. They handle civil disputes, apprehend bandits, assign corvee services, and other matters. They also have to cooperate with the court on pensions and other matters, which is really troublesome.

After confirming that all the pension lists are correct, he must go to the Yamen to collect the land deeds, as well as other rewards, chicken, duck, fish, tea, salt, vinegar, etc. These are directly allocated from the emperor's inner treasury and cannot be used.

Not the slightest mistake.

As for the pension, he needs to work with people from Tianxia Bank to send these money checks to the troublesome people.

"It's so tiring!" Wu Yuan looked at the sky. It was really troublesome to do all this work in the first month of the year. As a commander, he still had three years to serve before he could go to the county government.

"If this happens every day, who can continue to do this?" Looking around, I saw this small house with only five or six rooms, close to the county government office, and I was always frightened.

"However, we are officials from the ninth rank. Even though we are the size of mosquitoes, we are still officials!" He was sitting on a chair, wearing a light cyan robe and leather boots, looking quite majestic.

Moreover, the chiefs of those li (ten households are one guarantor, ten li are one li, and five li are one Jia) are very fawning and envious!

"In a few years, when we go to the county government office, we will truly become an official!" As a junior official at the lowest level, he is ordered around by the county boss every day and has a lot of miscellaneous things, but going to the county government office is very difficult.

It's heart-warming, five years is too long...

Tian Dafeng is from Taizhou. His hometown is in the east of Yangzhou, close to the sea. However, he did not learn the craft of his ancestors as a boatman. Instead, he used his savings to buy a few acres of thin land and worked on it for five or six years. It slowly turned into fertile land.

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Others curiously asked him if he had any secret recipe? Tian Dafeng was very thoughtful. Even if he was a relative, he would not tell him about it. He just kept it in his heart. If he told him the secret recipe for the place where rotten fish is buried, where can he buy a piece of land?

While plowing the land for Mr. Li's family, and at the same time for his own family, a family of five took care of twenty acres of land. In the past few years, the country's owner's surname was changed from Li to Guo, but life was getting better. At least he could still fill his stomach.

However, the village said that the generals had rebelled, the emperor had changed again, and Commander Li was preparing to rebel. He had not forgotten the chaotic war between the two countries in the past few years, and now it was like this again. How could he live his life?

However, Li Shijun said that he could move to Lingnan to avoid the rebels. Although it was difficult to leave his hometown, he witnessed his father being hacked to death by the rebels. For the sake of the lives of the whole family, Tian Dafeng still sold Tian Jian to the hiding place.

Rich Man Li's family in the mountains got on a boat and came to Lingnan.

He was lucky enough to be assigned to Chengtian Prefecture and Yining County. He was accompanied by fellow villagers in the village, which gave them a sense of security.

Then came the imperial porridge. Although the porridge was as thin as water, everyone was still very happy. They went to drink it every day. If they could eat some of the imperial porridge, they would eat less of their own.

However, as time went by, everyone became a little panicked. They had no fields, no fields of their own. Within a month, the villagers were in chaos.

Moreover, the locals are also xenophobic and indifferent to them. Moreover, they do not understand Lingnan dialect and communication is difficult, which is really annoying.

Although Tian Dafeng did not learn the ancestral craftsmanship, he still knew a little bit about it. He took the villagers to catch fish with fishing nets at the beach and barely survived for a few months. The porridge in the court was really too thin...

They also discovered that here, you need a waist card to move around. Without this, you can't even enter the city...

In the second month, the court sent someone. Although the words were a bit awkward, they could barely understand them. Their family of five, together with people from the village and several people from several villages, formed a group and chose one.

The man named Zhang Dakou was appointed as the chief of armor, in charge of five hundred households.

Their village chief got a village chief, which made them relieved. At least they had one of their own as an official...

Because Tian Dafeng led the villagers to fish and eat, he was elected as the chief security officer. After living in poverty for several lifetimes, he actually became an official? Tian Dafeng never thought that he would have such a good life.

"We are an official now, we are an official now..." Tian Dafeng held his head high and walked with a gust of wind. Although his stomach was still not full, he felt different.

Then everyone was given waist badges and a household registration book to register the names of the family.

In the third month, the food in the yamen was getting less and less. They were all anxious, thinking that it must have been stolen by corrupt officials in the yamen. However, the villagers had no land in the first place, so they were sitting on nothing.

Fortunately, during the autumn harvest in Lingnan, the villagers went to work as part-time workers and were able to get some food. Then the yamen distributed food again, and they were able to survive again...

Tian Dafeng felt that life like this was too sad. They relied on the government for everything. They, who had only farmed all their lives, knew nothing about the work, and would really starve to death in a short time.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Tian Dafeng sat outside his simple thatched house, looking at the sky with a sad face. The New Year is almost here. How will he spend this day?

"Master, master!" This was the cry of his mother-in-law. When he looked up, he saw her dark face full of joy and she was running slowly.

"You bitch, you don't have anything in your stomach. If you run around again, what will you do if you get sick?"

"We heard that the emperor came back and beheaded several corrupt officials. The officials in the county government who distributed food to us were also beheaded and their homes were confiscated. Now the court has started to distribute food!" the black-faced woman said happily.

Starting finger:

"Those evil-hearted people have plenty of food. As long as we take the badges, each of us can receive a bucket of rice!"

"One bushel of rice, five bushels for our family, is fifty kilograms. Eat sparingly, add some wild vegetables and small fish, and you can eat it for at least two months!" Tian Dafeng calculated silently, and finally smiled on his dark face:

"We can finally have a good year——"

Royal Palace.

"A mere petty official actually embezzled 500 shi of grain. Two hundred shi for each shi is equivalent to 100,000 yuan. Dozens of them are worth the tax of a county!"
Chapter completed!