The wizard led his disciples and walked quickly to the door, where rhythmic knocking was still heard.

The wizard took a deep breath and opened the door suddenly.

There were several people standing outside the door.

A man stood in the middle, wearing official robes and smiling, and beside him stood several soldiers holding horses.

The wizard hurriedly forced out a smile and saluted them, "I've seen the officials. I came here to do something for a good person. They are inside."

The wizard and his disciples quickly gave up their positions.

The official was a little stunned and looked at him, "Who is doing the work? Whose token is he holding? From Zhaoxuan Temple? Or from Tai Zhuling?"

The wizard hurriedly rummaged through his body and said, "It's the cards dealt by Taizhu. Here, here."

He handed over the token respectfully, looked at the officials in front of him with a kind face, and obeyed absolutely.

"Getting through."

"Here, here, we belong to Shuozhou, not Beishuo."

"I see, you are useless even if you are from Yecheng. This place is under the jurisdiction of Beishuo."

"Yes, that is."

The official checked for a long time and found no problem, so he returned the token to him.

"If you want to come here to cast spells in the future, remember to submit your application to the officials first. Beishuo and Shuo are now two places, and you cannot travel between them at will."

"I understand, thank you for reminding me."

A few of them nodded, and the wizard breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave.

The old slave suddenly poked his head out of the backyard and asked loudly.

"Xu Gong!!"

"Have the ghosts been driven away??"

The smile on Wizard Xu's face immediately solidified.

He slowly looked at the old slave in the distance, his lips moved, and he didn't know what words he said.

He looked at the official in front of him again.

The official looked straight at him with a straight face.

"You're here to cast a spell to drive away ghosts, right?"

In the inner courtyard, slaves stood on both sides, looking horrified and sobbing softly.

The head of the family, Wizard Xu, several of his disciples, and several young disciples were all squatting on the ground at this moment, not daring to speak.

The knight pushed the door in from the outside and returned to the young official again.

"Sun Jun, you really cast a spell to curse us."

Li Sun looked at the people in front of him and was silent for a long time.

"Why did we become ghosts?"

"Cheng'an Guicha?"

Wizard Xu quickly raised his head and said, "The superior has misunderstood! I'm here to pray, it's a normal ritual!!"

"If this is a formal ritual, why should I leave you here?"

Sun Li frowned. While the two people next door were worried about internal Buddhist and Taoist issues, Daqi had already completed the institutionalization and included it in the law. Even the wizards' spellcasting and divination were divided into legal ones.

Illegal.

These wizards cannot call themselves wizards just by putting on something. They need to be certified by Zhaoxuan Temple and other departments before they can have the right to cast spells. At the same time, they cannot perform curses, resist temples and other rituals. Well, there are also requirements for divination, and divination of heaven and earth is not allowed.

For natural events, only divination is allowed that does not exceed the scope of the person.

It's just that it's still the same problem and no one follows it.

The military system of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the legal system of the Northern Qi Dynasty became the precursor foundation of an extremely powerful empire.

Hearing the wizard's excuse, the head of the family looked at him in shock, and the wizard quickly blinked at him.

The owner of the house had no choice but to lower his head.

"That's right, I'm just praying for blessings."

Sun Li shook his head, "According to the law, if you try to use witchcraft to fight against the temple, I should punish your clan."

"However, the scale of the sacrifice is too small. You should still be able to survive. Take these people away and send them to the county town."

The knights stepped forward, grabbed the wizards and family heads who were illegally casting spells, and walked out. The rest of the people just cried and did not dare to speak.

After these people were taken away, Li Sun looked at everyone.

He took out the order book from his pocket.

"According to the order of General Anxi, I will be stationed in the town and serve as a township official. My surname is Sun."

"The general has ordered that the land equalization system be implemented in the two prefectures, and all cultivated land will be returned to the temple. It will be redistributed according to the decree issued in the second year of Tianbao."

"The specific decree is as follows: Under the rule of Daqi, registered citizens, regardless of gender, can receive land from the age of 18. The land granted is open land, men are 80 acres, women are 40 acres, and oxen are 60 acres. Each household is limited to 4!"

"An additional 20 acres of mulberry or hemp fields will be granted."

"Official and military households reserve cultivated land according to their grade, and cannot exceed the limit!"

"Whenever a family is granted land, a male will serve in the military, and if the male serves, the family will be organized into a military household, and additional grants will be granted based on the grade of the military household."

Sun Li read the edict loudly.

But the people standing in front of him were just crying and crying at the moment. Even the domestic slaves were like mourning their heirs. They didn't understand what happened.

All they knew was that ghosts were coming.

I heard that wherever the ghost messengers go, there are rivers of blood and mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Sun Li was not angry and began to investigate the family's land deed status.

Most of the farmland in this village is in the hands of this family. Of course, the people in the village are also in their hands and have farmed it for them for generations.

The woman was somewhat knowledgeable, and she understood what Sun Li said.

At this moment, he cried and retorted: "My dear family has never stolen or robbed. We have worked hard for generations to have the current family property. Why did the general bully us, a small family, and take away our houses and land?"

Li Sun ignored her and just waved his hand, "How can you argue with us ghosts?"

There are only about a hundred households in the village in name, but if you include those Tibetans who have no place of origin, there are about three hundred households.

This is a large amount, especially in frontier fortresses, which is particularly valuable.

In the following days, Li Sun went from house to house. He selected two literate people from the common people and asked them to work with him. They first registered the cultivated land in and outside the village.

There is not much arable land in the frontier fortress, climate, war, and countless other reasons.

But it has not reached the point where people must starve to death. There is not much arable land here, but the population is also not large. The main reason for starving to death is that there are too few ghosts.

The former old slave is now leading Sun Li around various places.

"You see, the owners over there belong to the family. This place was originally given to six of us for farming. One of us injured his leg last month and died."

Sun Li nodded and immediately started writing.

The old slave was a little afraid of Li Sun at first, but he found that this ghost who was rumored to be a murderer had a pretty good attitude towards his servants. He was far less vicious than his own master, and he didn't hit anyone.

After two days together, the old slave was no longer so afraid.

He looked at Sun Li writing with envy, his eyes filled with light.

Li Sun glanced at him and laughed, "Do you know how to read?"

"I don't know, I don't know. Those who can write are not ordinary people. You will definitely be something extraordinary in the future!"

"Hahaha, it's nothing. There is a school in the county. You can learn to write for only 40 yuan. You can let your son learn it. After he knows how to write, he can go to the law school. After he comes out, he can also learn to write.

Be an official!"

The old slave shook his head, "I don't dare, I don't dare, he can't read."

Sun Li didn't say much. After registering the place, he walked back. The old slave hesitated for a moment and said tangledly: "Sir, if you want this land, can you still use me?"

"My home is close to here."

"It's not for me, it's for granting it to you. I see you are quite old. Juntian has been around since the previous dynasty. It has been implemented for so long. Don't you know?"

The old slave was a little surprised, "I've never heard of it."

Li Sun pursed his lips and touched his chin, "These cultivated lands are to be granted to you. You will understand later."

The old slave was still a little confused.

Sun Li sent people to summon the people in the village.

There were so many people that neither the official office nor the master's home could accommodate them.

Sun Li had no choice but to find a high ground outside the village and let everyone gather here. Most of the people were frightened. In the past, every time they were gathered here, they were arrested and sent to serve.
To be continued...