"Two sons." The widow was a little scared because Zhang Tieniu looked so fierce.

"I don't mind, everyone's surname will be Zhang from now on." Zhang Tieniu immediately got two more cheap sons.

This widow's father-in-law was none other than Huang Sanshui, and his body was still lying there for burial. Her husband was also a close family slave. He was beaten to death a few days ago, and grass has just grown on the grave.

Gender equality?

Let’s put it aside for now!

There is always a compromise between theory and practice. The main problem now is to deal with the government's encirclement and suppression, and we must gain the loyalty of these "officers" as soon as possible.

All the wives were divided among the squad leaders and above, and Zhao Han asked the chief to choose a wife.

No one dares to choose between Xiao Cui and Xiao Hong.

Zhao Han asked Chen Maosheng: "Don't you choose one?"

Chen Maosheng grinned and said, "I'm still young, let's talk about it later."

The "officers" who were not assigned wives were each given two buckets of grain as compensation and promised to find wives for them in the future.

Other officers who were not bachelors also received a bushel of grain each.

Ordinary soldiers receive half a bucket of food each as their enlistment fee.

After wives and food were sent out, the soldiers immediately became energetic and no longer thought about deserting home.

…

Inside the Huang Clan Ancestral Hall.

Pang Chunlai sat cross-legged on the ground with his sword in hand. In front of him were two private schools, one from the Huang Family Private School and the other from the Li Family Private School.

"You can also see that Mr. Zhao is going to rebel," Pang Chunlai threatened, "You can run away or report to the official. But if you dare to leave here, your whole family will be killed and your land will be taken away.

From now on, the Huang Family Ancestral Hall will be changed to the Wuxing Private School, and you can teach with me."

The two tutors had bitter expressions on their faces, neither of them dared to say no.

"Jiangxi is worthy of being the place where literary style flourishes," Pang Chunlai said with emotion. "Many villages and towns in Xuanhua Township are very remote. It is unimaginable that there has been one number one scholar, one third-ranked scholar, and more than a dozen Jinshi."

The two tutors still didn't dare to speak.

The number one scholar in Pang Chunlai's mouth came from the mountains, where Fei Yinggon was now a bandit.

It is precisely because of the emergence of Zhuangyuan, Tanhua and many Jinshi that the land annexation in these rural areas has intensified, and there are not many self-cultivators. They are either big landowners or small landowners who have been separated, and ordinary farmers have all become tenants!

In Huangjia Town and surrounding villages, the three Huang and Li families control 90% of the cultivated land, and their clansmen own the remaining 10%.

The total population is a little over 4,000, and the total number of young male servants in their four families exceeds 150, who can be converted into thugs at any time!

This is nothing. According to historical records, it is not unusual for a wealthy family in the late Ming Dynasty in Jiangnan to own one million acres of land. In a place like that, you can't find any peasants with different surnames. They are all landlords and tenants.
Chapter completed!