Confiscated and exiled, I emptied the emperor's storehouse to escape famine

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Chapter 321 Refreshing the cognition of "broken house"

Beiling Village is located at the foot of Yanshan Mountain. Because the terrain is flat and suitable for farming, the state government has moved in exiled prisoners to open up military fields.

The Yanshan Mountains span thousands of miles from east to west, and are the natural dividing line between the Great Zhou Dynasty and the northern nomadic peoples. Looking around, the mountain is covered with snow and desolate.

On the other side of the mountain is a vast grassland, where the powerful Xiongnu tribe is stationed.

The towering mountains and steep cliffs failed to completely stop the Xiongnu. Every time there was a war, the village would lose a lot of people. Now there are only a few sparse families left.

When the Qin and Chu families arrived at Beiling Village, the sun was already setting. After the yamen runner handed it over to the head of the village, he hurried away.

The head of Beiling Village was named Zhao. He was a weathered old man with a rough face and a pair of piercing eyes.

Seeing a long row of animal-drawn carts on the village road, his brows knitted together, like a valley: "I advise you to sell the carts and horses quickly, otherwise the Huns will get them all for free when they come."

"Thank you for your advice, we will deal with it as soon as possible." Qin Junyi nodded slightly, with a humble and polite attitude.

Zhao Lizheng saw at a glance that he was of extraordinary status and was the leader of this large group of people.

Seeing that the sky was about to get dark, he said bluntly: "You are a large number of people, and there are many empty houses in the north of the village, all of which are allocated to you."

Su Yunwan looked in the direction of his finger and saw a row of dilapidated thatched huts at the foot of the mountain, shaking in the cold wind.

"......Can we build a house ourselves?"

Zhao Lizheng looked at Su Yunwan, she was wrapped in a white cloak, which made her look even more beautiful. The most rare thing was that after several months of exile, she was still so energetic.

He was secretly amazed in his heart, but said: "Yes, it is possible, but you need to pay for the land. In fact, you are a migrant, and your whereabouts are not restricted. If you really have that much spare money, it is better to live in the city, which is safer."

After that, Zhao Lizheng talked about the frequent attacks by the Huns in the village, hoping that the Qin family would back off and not lose their lives here.

The reason why he was so kind was that he was not a local native, but was implicated by his clan when he was young and migrated to this place like the Qin family.

Out of sympathy, he rarely took the initiative to talk about the situation in the village, instead of being indifferent like other exiled prisoners.

There were many vicious criminals among those prisoners, and there were also corrupt officials who really committed serious crimes. There were also frequent fights or harassment by the Huns, causing injuries and even death.

Anyone who stayed in this environment for a long time would become self-sufficient to avoid unnecessary troubles and sorrows.

Qin Junyi said, "To be honest, we have some misunderstandings with the governor, so it is inconvenient for us to live in the city. In my opinion, it is good to settle down in this village."

Zhao Lizheng sighed when he saw this. It must be that the political enemies in the court had informed the governor to discipline them.

"Well, then you go and settle down first. Tomorrow morning, our village's Sun Baihu will allocate military land to the Chu family. As for the Qin family, you can reclaim wasteland and pay government taxes according to regulations in the future. However, there are many tricks here. I will tell you tomorrow."