Not only the people of Fengyi County and wealthy business families were paying attention, but the people of Daxing were also talking about it.

Under the attention of countless people, the East Palace finally made a move. A team of East Palace guards rushed out of Daxing City quickly and headed straight towards Dali County.

For a moment, the whole city moved.

Ordinary people in Dali County are also talking about it. Many landless farmers are muttering in their hearts that they have been relying on renting farmland for a living. If the new owner is unwilling to let them rent it, what will their family eat!

"The county government issued a notice and the land is going to be divided!"

A shout flashed like a thunderbolt, and it was like a stone stirring up a thousand layers of waves.

All the people who received the news rushed under the city walls.

The north city gate of Dali County and the city gate have always been places where the government issues notices to facilitate people entering and leaving the county town to see.

There are still traces of Sun Hua's destruction when the dilapidated city walls remain on the dilapidated city walls. It is ridiculous that Sun Hua captured Dali County here a month ago. Now, a month later, Sun Hua's reward worth thousands of yuan is pasted in the same place.

How many people are jealous of Qianguan’s bounty? Even though they know that they can’t get it, they will stop for a while when they pass by and fantasize about the scene when they get Qianguan’s reward.

Today, the reward for this thousand guan was empty, and all people gathered in the latest notice issued by the county government.

"Li Xiucai, you are still a little bit. What did Your Highness Dai Wang say again? How could you divide the land?"

An old man in his fifties shouted anxiously to a middle-aged man in blue at the front.

That was Li Xiucai, a celebrity from Dali County. Li Xiucai and Tao Buli were both the first scholars in the early years of Kaihuang. They had a high reputation in Dali County. Unfortunately, they failed many tests later. They usually read notices to people under the city tower and wrote letters to paper to make a living.

Tao Buli turned to Sun Hua in anger. Li Xiucai was relatively brave and secretly hid it to escape the bandit chaos.

Facts proved that he was right. He was alive and Tao Buli had already died in the war.

"That's it! You can't enjoy this good thing about Fentian alone, right! You can read it quickly!"

The people behind also started to make excuses, wanting to squeeze in front.

"This is impossible, there is such a good thing in the world..."

Li Xiucai usually looked at the notice with a dull look and muttered to himself.

"Yan Nianxian, you have been to a private school for a few years, hurry up and take a look."

The old man couldn't count on seeing Li Xiucai, so he pulled up a half-long man beside him and pushed him forward.

"Uncle, I only know a few words. I can't read the notice from this county government." Yan Nianxian shrank and ruthlessly said.

The notices from the county government are usually drafted by the master. If they are not written, how can they show that the master is good?

"No, you can't read other notices, but you will definitely be able to understand His Royal Highness Dai King's announcement. Didn't you study well last time for pardon?"

Yan Nianxian couldn't help but remember that this was the same place last time. At that time, His Highness Dai Wang had issued a pardon order as soon as he arrived. Not long after the riot, Li Xiucai had already hid in Fengyi County City, and he just read the pardon order for everyone.

Thinking of His Highness Dai Wang's pardon order, Yan Nianxian couldn't help but grow more confident. In his opinion, His Highness Dai Wang's academic level was similar to his own, and he was just about half a pound.

"Family joint production contract...All farmers in Dali County without land can apply for renting seeds, each with three acres... Pay taxes on time and bear their own profits and losses. The 12th year of the Dean Wang Yang You."

Yan Nianxian stammered and looked at the family and fellow villagers below proudly, as if it was a great thing to read a notice. Unfortunately, no one cared about his pride and were all shocked by the contents of the notice.

"Boy Yan, anyone who has no land can be assigned to three acres of land?" asked an old man with a frosty face.

"That's what the notice said." Yan Nianxian replied rigidly.

"What if there is no land for a family of ten?" the old man asked expectantly.

"That's thirty acres!" Yan Nianxian counted his fingers and calculated.

"That means that these thirty acres are my land."

The old man was a little nervous. Thirty acres of fertile land were worth eighty or ninety cents of stakes, which he could not earn in his life.

"That's not." Yan Nianxian shook his head, and the old man's face suddenly darkened.

"The land is nationalized, and it is the emperor. It is just for you to farm. At that time, except for paying taxes, the rest will be yours."

"I will plant it all my life?" Everyone is planted for farming. What the old man is most worried about now is that he will not plant it in two years, and then his whole family will be in trouble."

"The term is ten years, and a child will be born again, and I will be divided at that time." This situation is very clear in the notice, and Yan Nianxian just read the text according to the script.

After hearing the explanation, everyone felt like a roller coaster like an old man, and they felt everything in their hearts.

"I understand that I don't pay taxes on time. But what does it mean to be self-profit and loss?"

Yan Nianxian choked. He was only able to read, but his idiom was that he had seven or six orifices and could not understand anything! He suddenly felt lost. It turned out that His Highness Dai Wang was still a little higher than his own.

When everyone saw that Yan Nianxian's half bottle of water stopped ringing, they looked at Li Xiucai one after another.

"That's to plant royal land, whether you make money or lose money is your own."

Li Xiucai had already come to his senses at this time. He often explained and informed these people, and solved everyone's doubts in a simple sentence.

"That's right, that's right, how can you blame the government for losing money after farming?"

"If you don't say anything else, this condition is much better than the land given to the landlords in the middle. The taxes are collected, so you don't have to help the landlords work."

"That is, last year, the butler of the Jiang family forced a sheep from my family to pay for the land rent."

“Two years ago…”

Soon, there were a group of slaughtering against unkind landlords before the announcement.

The great merchants, the aristocratic family knew earlier than these people, and the guards of the East Palace handed over Yang You's decree to the Dali County Government.

A quarter of an hour later, the eyeliner of the aristocratic family guarding the back door received a complete copy of the notice, a total of money.

The price was amazingly high, but these people did not bargain at all and paid the money to leave, making the yamen runners who sold these notices ruthlessly collect money.

The one who made this business was Tian Yaru, the newly appointed county magistrate of Dali County. At this moment, he excitedly lit up the 375 slogan that he easily got.

At this time, Dali County is in a mess and there are places where money is spent everywhere. Three hundred and seventy-five stakes can be built, and now we can build a few more houses.

Before he could get the money, Tian Yaru was surprised to find that the dilapidated county government in Dali County was surrounded by farmers who came to apply to contract the land.

Tian Yaru lamented and walked to the lobby of the county government office with his fate.

The aristocratic families looked at the notice in their hands depressedly, what kind of weirdness is His Royal Highness Dai Wang? The money he easily obtained was actually distributed to those mud legs. Nearly 20,000 hectares of fertile land were just transferred.

Is he a fool or a childish person? Does the prince’s wealth and wealth really make him have no idea about the huge sum of tens of millions of dollars?

Or is he really a saint who is dedicated to the people and for those mud legs?

But many people still found the mystery from this notice. If the land is nationalized, isn’t it all the emperor? Who can say that this is not to please His Majesty?

At this time, the prince's lineage was three brothers, Yang Qing followed Yang Guang far away in Jiangdu, and was closest to His Majesty; Yang Tong stayed in Luoyang and had the greatest power; Yang You stayed in Daxing.

Isn’t it for himself to please the emperor?

Your Highness, Your Highness, is the situation of fighting for that position!

In the Eastern Palace,

When the patrol guards who were coming and going passed by Yang You's house, they couldn't help but feel black. Concubine Wei and Yang Ji'er had already been hiding in the most remote corner, but they still could not escape the "noise" floating in.

Dong Yue and Wang Xi, who were following Yang You, looked dull and silently endured Yang You's whim howl.
Chapter completed!