First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 In front of the Mu's ancestral hall, on a makeshift table, red scarf soldiers escorted Mu's family up next to him. Headed by the gray-haired Mu Ren.

　　 This old man who was still very hard in the hall was crying bitterly at this moment, his old body was softer than noodles, such a scene, Zhu Yuanzhang is no stranger, because he had killed a salt merchant in Haozhou City.

　　 At that time, he slashed off the opponent's head, and Guo Zixing came to condemn it.

　　 Now he is completely in charge, this gray head is only between his thoughts.

　　 Is this the taste of life and death?

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang was immersed in it, and did not rush to order.

Mu Ren misunderstood, thinking he had a chance, so he shouted at the crowd, "The big guys are all named Mu, and they are all a family! What do the old guys do to you? Have you all forgotten? This is the ancestral temple of the Mu family, don't you intercede for the old man?"

　　 He pulled his neck and yelled, trying to save his life in the end.

　　 Those who just said he was a good person, they don't know where to go anymore. As for the others, they couldn't figure out the situation, so they didn't have the courage to stand up and speak.

　　 Just then, Zhang Ximeng spoke.

"Rich people can't all be rich! Mu Ren asks you, the big guys might as well think about it, besides the surname Mu, what special benefits are there? A person is afraid of misplacing the gods and admitting the wrong ancestors! The white-eyed wolf becomes a benefactor!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng said a few words, but when it comes to pain... these villages, all people in these villages, the surname Mu accounted for 30 to 40%.

　　 But that's all.

　　 The real enjoyment is not the few houses where the land is mastered!

　　 Other people not only did not get the benefits, but they also exploited the bullying, not less than others!

At this time, a short and funny man emerged from the crowd. He would usually sing some plays. He scolded angrily: "My lord is right! This old man is in his sixties and married a pair of sixteen-year-old concubines. If they didn’t agree, he forced his father to death, and made his mother jump into the river! The old man is a toad pretending to be a little frog, he looks ugly and has fun!"

　　 A line of allegorical words, amused everyone.

　　 The sober people shouted together.

　　 "Kill! Kill him!"

　　 The tide of shouts gathered in Zhu Yuanzhang's ears.

　　 Old Zhu froze a little, is he in charge of life and death?

no!

　　He just conforms to people's hearts!

　　 "Cut!"

　　 With an order, Wu Zhen carried the Ghost Head Knife up. This guy lifted the knife and dropped it, but instead of cutting it on the old Piff’s neck, he fell half a foot down, just to cut it on his back.

　　 Blood splashed, Mu Ren let out a scream, but did not die.

　　 Wu Zhen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and cut off his spine with another knife.

　　 The old Piff could not call out, struggling, only a pair of eyes remained, still turning, unwilling to die.

　　 The third knife fell, and this accurately cut off Mu Ren's head.

　　 "Come on, hang on the flagpole!"

　　 Someone took Mu Ren's head and hung it up.

　　 Three swords cut off a head, and the people present were all rejoicing.

　　 "Good craftsmanship! Good job! Just do it!"

　　 followed by Mu Xin, he was so scared that he was incontinent, and the stench was so stinking that the soldiers couldn't dislike him.

　　 The common people are very happy, is this the aloof Mu family?

　　呸!

　　 Everyone accused the crime, but in the end it was Wu Zhen who took the shot and cut off his head.

　　 Just like that, people kept being dragged up, and kept beheading... heads one after another, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't hesitate, the blood soaked through the built platform, ticking, dripping to the ground, a dark red.

　　 Old Zhu ignored it.

　　 Just a few years ago, his family was ruined.

　　 At that time, he was eager for a master of the sky to stand up and defend their family.

　　 It's a pity, there was no one at that time.

　　 Since no one wants to do it, let me do it!

　　 Old Zhu's jealous side is completely revealed.

　　 Not only the Mu family, but also the evil slaves under them, as long as there is a serious crime, Lao Zhu is not welcome.

　　 And every time you beheaded, there will be a scream from the mountains and the tsunami.

　　 All day, thirty-eight heads hung on the flagpole.

　　 Wu Zhen's arms were swollen, as if they were not his own, but he was still rejoicing in his heart. Is this doing the way for the sky?

　　 It feels so cool!

　　 The people are also satisfied, and the grievances that have been over the years have finally been made public, and they can explain to their dead relatives.

　　 Just when the big guy was about to leave, Zhang Ximeng didn't know when, he found a few wooden boxes and placed them in front of everyone.

　　There were bright torches all around, and Zhang Ximeng opened the box. It was full of land deeds, IOUs, deeds of sale, and deeds of house.

　　 In other words, this is the tool used by the Mu family to exploit the people, knock the bones and **** the marrow!

　　 "Lord, please send me these things!"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang strode over, grabbed a few pieces of land deeds, and looked up and down. Suddenly, he grabbed a torch and threw it onto the wooden box exactly.

　　In a short time, the flames skyrocketed, and after a short period of hesitation, the people fell even more into madness.

　　 Almost everyone cried.

　　 The shackles on them disappeared.

　　 "The big guys should go back and rest first. We will forgive you the debts you owe. As for the fields, we will redistribute them starting tomorrow!" Zhu Yuanzhang said indifferently without a high voice.

　　 But these words are three points louder than thundering in the ears of the people.

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang has used dozens of heads to prove his supreme authority.

　　 Our old Zhu's words count.

　　 Yes, even the Mu family was killed, who can stop Lao Zhu?

　　 Many people did not go home, and went straight to his home, lying in the field, waiting for the division of the field, while chatting excitedly.

　　 I don’t know how many generations have passed, but I can finally have a piece of land of my own!

　　 This group of farmers who can hardly laugh, grinning and laughing, are countless times more joyful than marrying a wife during the Chinese New Year.

　　 Turning the sky is the day when the field is divided.

　　 Zhang Ximeng prepared a detailed plan in advance. He stood in front of everyone and read aloud.

"All adults over the age of 16, regardless of gender, each get 3 mu of ration fields and 5 acres of mulberry fields, all without paying any land tax. In addition to the ration fields, there is another transfer field, each of which can be allocated 5 acres. The transfer of land is based on households, and a progressive tax system is adopted. The more surplus grain, the higher the land tax. As for the specific payment amount, it needs to be assessed based on the mu yield and announced before harvest. The maximum tax rate is 25%. Please rest assured that everyone Enough to live! Live and work in peace!"

　　 After Zhang Ximeng's announcement, the crowd burst into cheers ten times stronger than yesterday.

　　 Grain field, mulberry field, all don’t have to hand in the land fuss. What you eat and wear will be settled. Maybe it’s not enough, but you can definitely survive.

　　 I have enough red scarf in the field, and the rest is my own.

　　 There are more fields and more grains, so you pay more fields.

　　 Fair and reasonable, the big guy is convinced!

　　 But there are some people who are not convinced. How can a woman divide the field like a man? What is the truth?

　　 Faced with some people's doubts, Zhang Ximeng only asked one sentence, and he stunned them back.

　　 "Look around, how many bachelors are there?"

"You think girls are useless. Sooner or later, they are all people's food. Some people even strangle a baby girl secretly. You may kill someone else's daughter-in-law, but others can also choke your daughter-in-law! How did so many bachelors come here? Is it not clear yet?"

　　 The person who was yelling just now couldn't help but lower his head.

"To distribute land to girls is to allow them to grow up safely, so that they will be able to marry in the future, and their husbands and children. Here you can announce a future decree. Whoever dares to drown the baby girl will immediately take back the land, and the biological parents will be demoted. To be a slave. Don’t blame the strict laws, the poison of the tiger does not eat its seeds, and you can’t live without a bottom line!"

　　 When it comes to this, who dares to question.

　　 The people suddenly agreed.

　　 Zhang Ximeng also knows that it is impossible to solve the problem fundamentally based on what he said, and it can only be a start.

　　 The big strategy was clearly explained, and Zhang Ximeng turned around again in front of Zhu Yuanzhang.

　　 "Lord, the old land deed is burned, and now a new land deed is going to be made. Who do you think will use the seal for this land deed?"

　　Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback, but he didn't know why, Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "If the lord feels troublesome, the minister can do it for him. If the lord does not hesitate, please ask the lord to give each family a seal to confirm the amount of their acreage."

　　 Talking, Zhang Ximeng also took a red gold seal from his back, UU reading www.uukanshu.com looks like an inch square.

　　 Nothing else is engraved on it, just three simple words: Zhu Yuanzhang!

　　 "When the lord went south, the minister asked them to prepare."

　　Lao Zhu stared at the golden seal!

　　 actually feels like a dry mouth!

　　 Don't underestimate this stuff, this golden seal represents power!

　　How can Zhang Ximeng be allowed to exercise authority on such an important thing!

　　 Naturally, let's come in person!

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang grabbed the golden seal in his hand.

　　 "Go, let's divide the field for the big guy!"

　　Zhang Ximeng smiled and didn't say a word. He was able to get Zhu Yuanzhang's pulse. Who made him willing to do it by himself? Naturally, Lao Zhu had to come by himself for such a hard work.

　　Only a day's work, Lao Zhu's hands are like chicken claws, more tired than fighting a day!

　　 But Lao Zhu is just such a donkey temper.

　　 No matter how tired he is, he will support it...thousands of people, less than a thousand households, if this is the case, who will listen to us at that time!

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang worked tirelessly. Every time he completed the issuance of a land deed, he reaped the loyalty of his family. The growing strength and the ease, made up for all the fatigue.

　　 can only say Lao Zhu’s happiness, ordinary people don’t understand!

　　 With the implementation of the division of fields, Lao Zhu has completely taken root in the fertile land on both sides of the Haoshui River, and has a base area that cannot be defeated or taken away!

　　 And at this moment, from the direction of Hengjian Mountain, hundreds of people ran out, and they went straight to Lvpai Village to surrender.

　　 "We won't mess with Lao Zhang...As long as General Zhu can give us a piece of land, so that we can live and work in peace and contentment, the brothers are willing to be guides, take the Hengjian Mountain, and kill Yuan Danzi!"

　　 led the soldiers to surrender, kneeled on the ground, and begged loudly.