Soon, there were rumors around Xingyang that Wang Buxu planned to allocate cultivated land to the people of Xingyang. As for where the cultivated land would come from?

Is it even necessary to think about it?

There is only so much land but no people. Even if the king is not hungry, he will have nothing.

If you want to distribute land to the people, you can only take it from the hands of local powerful people.

But at the same time, there was another rumor circulating in Xingyang City, saying that Wang Buxu planned to allocate a piece of farmland to everyone, regardless of age or sex.

The momentum of the second rumor instantly overwhelmed the first rumor.

Xingyang is not only a large agricultural county, but also a large population county.

In its heyday, it was never said that every person had one piece of land.

But the people don't think about this. How can an ordinary person know how much land there is in Xingyang and how many people there are?

He had no channels to learn these detailed data, but when they heard these rumors, plus the rumors that started when the law was revised, they believed it.

For a time, Wang Buxu's reputation in Xingyang and surrounding areas rose to a higher level.

It is no exaggeration to say that the moon is surrounded by stars and attracts everyone’s attention.

'Snapped……'

Wang Cheng smashed the porcelain bowl to the ground, and then stepped on it viciously.

"I'm so angry!"

"Who is so mean-spirited to our Captain Wang?" Wang Buxu happened to be passing by, heard the commotion inside, and couldn't help but go in to find out.

"It's not like those powerful men, young masters, they... they are nothing!" Wang Cheng cursed angrily.

"Everyone is selfish and only has himself in his heart!" Wang Buxu smiled and didn't take it too seriously.

Ever since Wang Cheng came back to tell him the news three days ago, Wang Buxu had guessed today's ending.

Although that group of people agreed on the surface and actually agreed, they were very good at being preconceived.

Wang Cheng, who had little experience in this area, was naturally led by the other party.

Wang Buxuan then asked: "Tell me what more extreme things they have done?"

"Sir, all they gave you is the lower fields, and the lower fields are in extremely bad locations. Even among the lower fields, the yield can only be considered low. Moreover, they are still one block here and there, with less than fifty acres of land, and they are scattered over one hundred.

More than twenty places..."

Having said this, Wang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Everyone has only seen the dignity of me as a captain, but who has seen that I, a captain, worry so much about big and small things?

Even though he is full of grievances now, he has no one to talk to.

Of course, you have to walk the path you choose, even if you kneel down.

"Sir, it has been rumored recently that you plan to allocate a piece of land to each person. We have also found out that it was the local powerful people who secretly ordered people to do it." Wang Cheng said another thing.

This is also the most widely circulated rumor around Xingyang and the most powerful rumor.

"It doesn't matter! During this period, you continue to contact them and persuade them to provide more farmland. It doesn't matter what the final result is. In short, you must frequently appear in the eyes of the world and let the people know that we have been working hard.

Communicate! If necessary, you can pretend to be inadvertent and cry outside!" Wang Buxu smiled and patted Wang Cheng on the shoulder.

"Ah???" Wang Cheng was a little confused. What kind of operation is this?

"Put your heart in your stomach, it will only do you good and nothing bad!" Wang Buxu left a sentence that left Wang Cheng confused and turned to leave.

Ever since Wang Buxu entered Xingyang, the game with the local powerful had already begun.

This time, the two sides have just entered a stage of substantive contact.

Although the rumors spread by local powerful people are not conducive to Wang Buxing to a certain extent, if you look at this issue from another angle, you will see different results.

First of all, the current result is exactly what Wang Buxian needs most.

And what he wanted for this series of operations was today's situation.

Although the higher you hold him up, the more painful it will be when he falls, but it doesn't mean he will fall down every time. For a strong person, if you hold him up, he will really soar into the sky.

As for those local powerful powers, it is not certain who will win and who will lose this time.

I turned around and came to Xingyang County Government next door.

This heavy rain at least gave Wang Buxu another three days of rest.

At this time, Zhang Han's army was just about to reach Luoyang.

Fortunately, they have not entered Luoyang yet, and facing the heavy rain, they can only spend it camping in the wild.

Entering Xingyang County House, Chen Ping was busy among a pile of letters, surrounded by many petty officials helping him.

In recent times, Chen Ping has increasingly stepped into the role of county magistrate.

However, Wang Buxu did not interfere too much with him on specific policy policies, which made Chen Ping feel very happy deep in his heart.

No one wants to be given orders from above when they are doing their own work.

"How?" Wang Buxian asked impatiently.

"Sir, after a few days of statistics, the registered population in Xingyang is about 200,000, and the cultivated land is about 180,000!" Chen Ping raised his head and gave a rough figure.

Wang Buxu nodded. The size of an acre of land in this era was different from that in later generations.

One slope is one hundred acres, but one acre of land also has strict regulations. It is two hundred and forty steps long, and one step is six feet. This is the size of one acre of land.

Of course, in actual surveying and mapping, there are naturally large and small ones, and the acres in the Qin Dynasty were not used to divide land, but were used for tax statistics.

"In this way, even if one person has a crush on each other, we can still afford to share it!" Wang Buxu laughed.

"Sir, Xingyang is divided, what about other places?" Chen Ping couldn't help but poured cold water on it, and continued: "The world is not worried about few but about inequality!"

"Young master, I just said it, but I took it seriously!" Wang Buxu rolled his eyes.

Besides, the registered population is not equal to the actual population. In recent years, the imperial court has transferred more corvees. As a county with a large population, Xingyang is naturally a key area for transfer.

Otherwise, how could there be so much wasteland around Xingyang?

Are the people willing to leave him alone?

Of course, no one is planting anymore, the labor force has been taken away, what should we do if the land is not left uncultivated?

"Sir, I heard that things are not going well with Haoqiang?" Chen Ping asked.

"Isn't this what we expected a long time ago? If it goes well, then we should have a headache!" Wang Buxuan smiled and shook his head.

Cooperation has a cooperative attitude, non-cooperation has a non-cooperation attitude, whether it is true cooperation or cooperation for the sake of face, the final results are different.

What Wang Buxu fears most is that someone suddenly comes to him. He will keep three to five hectares of land for himself and exchange the rest for his title.

Just like the current situation, Wang Buxian thinks it's pretty good.

"An Peiwen went to Luoyang to spread the news, saying that I have reached an agreement with the local powerful people in Xingyang and will take back the farmland in their hands and distribute it to the people for farming."
Chapter completed!