The reason why Li Muyun is extremely dog-legged every time he sees Li Er is not because he doesn't want to get hard, but because he really can't get hard.
The momentum of the Tang Emperor is definitely not comparable to ordinary people, this is similar to the original dilemma of the bullish bandits who tremble when they see the special forces, and the thorns of the bull bow their heads when they see the generals, of course, the second pole is an exception.
Therefore, although Li Muyun's psychological quality is not bad, Li Shimin is Li Shimin, the big boss of the Tang Empire, when facing this, even if he wants to be a cow, he can't get up, and the legendary Wang Bazhi is angry and completely suppresses this bold former killer.
Li Shimin obviously already knew about Lao Cheng's group of people, and listened to Li Muyun's words quietly, and then asked: "Then how do you plan to arrange these people?"
Li Muyun said: "I don't want to do it, or you will make a holy decree, and you will not allow this."
Li Shimin thought about it for a long time, and finally shook his head: "Your proposal is theoretically possible, but there are still some problems in actual implementation, after all, the remnants of the soldiers you said no longer belong to the army, and after retiring, they are the people, and I can't give an order to interfere with how the people can make a living." ” Li Muyun was speechless, and said with a wry smile: "Then, is that why I can only raise them?"
Li Shimin gave Li Muyun an appreciative look, and nodded at the same time: "Theoretically, you can find something for them to do, as long as you don't give them weapons." ” Li Muyun's eyes lit up: "Is it okay to raise pigs?"
Li Shimin couldn't react for a while: "What?"
Li Muyun explained: "Oh, it's pig" Looking at Li Muyun, who has always been obsessed with raising pigs, Li Shimin snorted: "Then I can't take care of it, but I have to remind you that the purchasing power of the people can't afford to buy so much meat at the moment, and if you want to raise it, I'm afraid that you will lose all your money." ” I don't want Li Muyun to smile proudly: "No, at most, in the future, the pigs will be raised and sold to the lords of the DPRK and China, after all, it is for those disabled soldiers, everyone has the strength to contribute, and there is no reason to be alone, right?"
Li Shimin was a little speechless, and inexplicably wanted to laugh, thinking that a year later, each of his ministers would have more than 100 pigs, and the scene must be very interesting.
However, after Li Muyun left, His Majesty Li Er felt that something was not quite right, and after thinking about it, he found that things were not as simple as Li Muyun said, what kind of money and power to contribute is actually bullshit, if those nobles give out the money, and there is him, Li Muyun, what has he done, if he doesn't make the difference from it, this bastard has a conscience.
Thinking of this, Li Er began to feel sorry for Cheng Biting Jin and a few of them again, poor old guy, it is estimated that he would never dream that he would lift a stone to hit his own feet.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and those disabled retired soldiers began to report to Li Muyun's Zhuangzi in batches, and a group of disaster victims tried to come to Zhuangzi to sign up after reading the recruitment notice posted at the city gate.
The monthly income of 200 wen for a strong laborer is far beyond the imagination of the people, not to mention that the old and weak also have 50 wen, and if the main family does not have other plans to give this price, it is to accumulate virtue and do good, and it is definitely not too much to call it a great good person.
But in these years, the hearts of the people are separated from their stomachs, and the victims of the disaster are panicked, and they will have some scruples about such a high salary, for fear that there will be something greasy in it, so only a small number of people are bold enough to run to Zhuangzi.
However, Li Muyun didn't care about this, in line with the principle of freedom to come and go, he welcomed those who came to sign up, and he would not take the initiative to come to the door if he didn't come to sign up.
In order to ensure the stability of the jurisdiction, all the officials are responsible for the mobilization work on the street, and guarantee in the name of the government.
Those who rushed to Chang'an were still a little skeptical at first, but later found that it was not a problem to always squat outside the city, after all, people always have to eat, and this day is about to enter winter, if they don't find something to do, it is estimated that even if they don't starve to death, they will be frozen to death.
Although the ancient Tang Dynasty had the saying of government relief, since Li Muyun took the matter of the victims on his head, the government put aside the relief and did not release any rice.
In desperation, the remaining victims can only choose to work on Li Muyun's Zhuangzi, even if it is a fire pit, they can only jump in, after all, people always have to live, even if the monthly salary is not cashed, at least they can mix a bite of food and a place to live.
But when these victims came to the construction site with the mentality of treating dead horses as live horse doctors, almost everyone was stupid.
I saw that in a large open space at the foot of Lishan Mountain, there were rows of blue-gray buildings connected together, and the fellow villagers who came to explore the road before them were all dressed in clean and uniform clothes, standing on the side of the only road leading to those buildings, and there were baskets one after another, and there seemed to be a lot of clothes in the baskets, and the color should be the same as the clothes on their bodies.
"Sun, Sun Er, what are you doing here" An old man found an acquaintance among the many pioneers and leaned in to inquire.
"Lao Lizheng, the work on the construction site is heavy and dirty, and the king of the county is afraid that everyone will stain their clothes, so he specially prepared these and asked everyone to change them first."
Sun Laoer's face was filled with indescribable joy, and there was even smugness in his tone, and those who didn't know thought he was the king of the county.
But the old man obviously didn't care about this, took out a piece of clothing from the basket on the side with trembling hands, put it in his hand and looked at it for a long time, and muttered: "This, this clothes are much cleaner than those on the old man's body, this, this" The official from Wannian County was responsible for leading the way, and at this time he happened to hear Lao Lizheng's words, and came over and said with a smile: "Lao Lizheng, let you change it, you can change it, there are many rules in the palace of King Xiaoyao, if you really want to live a good life, then follow the rules to ensure that you do not suffer." ” "Hmm" Lao Li kept nodding in agreement, and after a while, he asked a little nervously: "This poor uncle, this, this dress shouldn't cost money?"
Sun Lao Er interjected with a smile at this time: "Lao Lizheng, you can say that you are wrong, this dress is work clothes, no money, everyone changes into such clothes when they go to work, firstly, it is dirty, and secondly, the uniform dress can also prevent some outsiders from mixing in." ” Datang standard, 200 households for the li, set up the lizheng.
This little old man was the identity of Li Zheng before he came out to flee, and he was one of the more identities and knowledgeable among these disaster victims, but even so, this old man couldn't accept the reality of handing out clothes before he worked.
In the rustic concept of the countryman, if you don't work, you are not qualified to take the owner's things, so he is not putting down the clothes when he holds them in his hands, nor is he changing them to his body, but he just chatters: "How can this work, how can this be done?"
And just when many victims couldn't accept this fact, a fat man walked up to the front with two people, and said to Lao Lizheng with a smile: "What's wrong with this, old man, hurry up and take your clothes, and then follow them over there to pick a house, twenty rooms or four families can also do it, and when they settle down, they will go to eat."
Naturally, they were referring to the victims who came to the construction site in advance to explore the way, but at this time they no longer looked like victims.
"This, this adult" Lao Li was looking at the fat man who was quite imposing, and he didn't know what to call for a while.
The fat man shook his hand at this time and diverted the topic: "You are old this year."
Because he didn't know the identity of the fat man, Lao Li replied cautiously: "The old man is seven out of sixty." ” "Oh, seven out of sixty, it's not easy," the fat man sighed, and continued, "Are the children there?"
"Oh, yes, it's all in the back."
Lao Lizheng nodded, and called out two men in their forties from behind and said: "These are the two sons of the old man, the daughter has married to a foreign country, the in-law's family is not bad, the family has some small property, and it did not come out this time." ” "Oh" The fat man nodded, glanced into the crowd again, and found that only the old man in front of him seemed to be the oldest, and asked with a roll of his eyes: "Then you can read and write."
Lao Li didn't know what the fat man was going to do, but when it came to literacy, he had some confidence, and replied in a deep voice: "The old man studied the county school for two years when he was a teenager and knew some words. ” The fat man nodded again and again: "It's good to be literate, since you are literate, then you are responsible for recording the work situation for this person" "This."
Lao Li was a little hesitant, before he came, he heard the people in the county government say that only when he goes out to work will he be paid, the young man will be 200 wen a month, and the old and weak will be 50 wen, and now this fat man will let him be responsible for recording the work, so there will be no money Seeing that the old man was hesitant, the fat man understood what he was worried about, smiled and said, "Old man, you better agree quickly, otherwise the monthly income of 500 wen will be snatched away by others." ” "Five, five hundred, one hundred Wen" Lao Lizheng and his two sons stared at their eyes as big as cow eggs, and they could hardly believe their ears.
The fat man nodded with great certainty: "Yes, your work is a big responsibility, so the salary is more, five hundred Wen, how about it, are you willing to do it?"
Lao Li nodded quickly: "Yes, the old man is willing" 500 wen a month, as long as you are responsible for recording the situation of work every day, as long as there is no enmity with money, such a good thing is not willing to be a fool.
And coupled with Lao Lizheng's two sons and two daughters-in-law and four grandchildren, this family is always more than a month, such a high income almost jumped from poverty to a well-off level, if you don't agree, I'm afraid that the ancestors of the family can jump out of the grave angrily
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