Zhao Kuangyin didn't believe Ye Hua's words at all. With your kid's power, he played the Khitans in the midst of applause, and there was still someone who couldn't get Yan Yun back?

The difference is just how much the price you pay. Zhao Da did not spit out with Ye Huafei, and he had more important things to do. With the people coming, the two cities must be repaired!

Zhao Da and Han Tong each supervised the construction of a city, and both of them were working hard to win the first place.

Chen Ming is from Yingzhou and is said to be a fellow villager of the old teacher Feng Dao. However, he was not lucky to meet the old teacher Feng because when he was born, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun had been cut off for three years.

In Chen Ming's childhood memory, there is only one word, that is "hungry". If you force one word to add, there is "cold". He has two brothers and one sister.

One year, there was a locust plague and the particles were not harvested. The brothers ate wild grass and Guanyin soil. Their stomachs were swollen and they died... My sister was only 13 years old. She was a concubine for the largest landlord in the next village. She exchanged a small bag of millet, which saved the life of the family.

Since childhood, Chen Ming has been going up trees and down rivers to find everything he can eat. Cicadas are roasted with fire, and dragonflies are all delicious snacks.

Occasionally, I touched a fat big fish in the river, and the whole family would be happy all day!

Just like that, living a little bit hard.

My mother always says that people suffer when they are born, and they have not had enough sins. God will not let you die... Let's live, it's not the same everywhere!

In the past, they were the people of Daliang, but later they changed their dynasty to Datang, and then they changed their dynasty to Jin. After just two days of changing, they knelt down on the Khitan again. Later, the Khitan changed its national name and called Daliao... Those who went to him were all the goods, and they didn't see any court asking for a pound of food less.

The land tax, commission, and labor service that should be paid will only be more, and never less.

After enduring hardships like this, Chen Ming finally got different news this year. I heard that a new emperor came to Kaifeng, with Guo surnamed him, who cares a lot about the people, reduces labor service and teaches all the farming and sericulture, and seems to have a little way out.

I also heard that Emperor Guo was a Han Chinese, and he had a different heart than Shatu Khitan and a Bodhisattva.

In Youzhou, Yunzhou, Hedong, and many places, people fled south to find a living. More than ten households left in the village alone.

At first, the Khitans ignored it, but later they were investigated strictly and wanted to escape, but they would be beaten to death when they caught it.

The Chen family did not think about running away. It was not that they didn’t believe the rumors, nor that they were in love with their hometown, but that Chen’s father was sick and he didn’t know why he had edema and thin people, like balloons, bulging up.

After lying for three months, several acres of land at home were sold, and all the methods were used, but they still had no effect. The desperate father Chen drank a large bowl of brine and died.

In order to bury my father, the Chen family's thatched house was also sold.

Without land and no residence, Chen Ming could only carry a bag for the landlord's house. My mother would wash dirty clothes for the long-term workers, earning two or three kilograms of coarse grains every day, and her younger brothers and sisters could have some food so they would not starve to death...

There are many families in Yunzhou who are as poor as them.

Chen Ming felt that this would be the case in his life. If he was lucky, he would marry and have children, and die at a certain time like his father. If he was unlucky, he might not even beg for his wife, and he would die in a daze. Mom is right, dying is a blessing, and living is a suffering!

On this day, Chen Ming and other long-term workers were called together, and a team of Khitan soldiers stood behind the landlord.

Chen Ming first saw the landlord who was usually very powerful and coughed louder than others. At this moment, he bowed down like a big shrimp, his bitter old face forced out a smile, which was funny and ugly.

The Khitans didn't care about him.

"It is your blessing to let your people do things for the court. After you have earned enough money, you will naturally be given back!"

After saying that, he took the person away.

Chen Ming left the village and they headed eastward. The more they walked, the more people joined, as if a trickle of water gathered into a stream. Their number exceeded one thousand people, and they were sent 30 miles west of Cangzhou.

Chen Ming has never been so old and has never seen so many people. This is called eye-opening!

They stopped and only had a group of officials in different clothes come over, took the roster from the Khitan soldiers, and after verifying the number of people, the two sides signed a contract.

Then there were a few heavy wooden boxes on the Khitan soldiers' carriage, filled with money, which made the wheels sink deeply into the soil.

Chen Ming suddenly became panicked. He also had his mother, his younger brother and sister. If he was sold, who would take care of his family?

And who knows what this group of people is going to do?

I heard that in order to live forever, some people would pick out other people's brains and refine medicine. My father said that in the early years, when eunuchs were arrogant and domineering, they would specially cut off young and strong people in order to regain their lives... to make a drug introduction... Chen Ming subconsciously touched them, and his face turned green.

He is only 16, he is not afraid of death, but he can't die so coldly!

Along the way, Chen Ming was in fear and worried.

However, there were soldiers around him, and he couldn't escape at all.

When they arrived in Cangzhou, they could rest and had their first meal... Millet noodles, steamed buns, a bowl of water-boiled vegetables, and a little watery thing. Chen Ming was very happy. There was enough salt in the dishes, which was Liba's favorite thing. He used to work at the landlord's house, and the landlord was the most stingy. He grabbed a handful of salt and half of it was filled with sand.

It seems that the new owner is pretty good. Chen Ming already knows that his job is to build a city.

Picking earth and carrying bricks are all the hardest jobs.

Chen Ming is not tall and not strong, but he is fat and has strong strength, and is willing to exert strength.

My father said that no matter where you go, those who work honestly will never suffer a big loss.

Talk less and work more.

Chen Ming was honest. Ten days later, a bricklayer found him, patted his shoulder hard, grabbed the joints, and then asked him to follow him as if he had chosen a livestock.

When he got to the pile of craftsmen, Chen Ming discovered the difference. It turned out that there was meat in the craftsmen's meals!

During the first day of dinner, he got a small piece of butter.

He put the butter in the hot soup and melted it, and the aroma suddenly became swelling. He drank it in big gulps, making his nose sweat. Not to mention how comfortable it was.

"Don't just eat, you have to have work in your eyes. If you can't learn, you'll still be with those lieba!"

The craftsman master taught a harsh lesson, Chen Mingnuonuo agreed.

He didn't talk much, but he was still very spiritual. He could build the bricks of the city walls neatly in a few days. Usually, as long as the master handled the corners, he could complete the rest of the work.

The master's smiles were getting more and more, and Chen Ming's treatment became better and better. In half a month, he could actually eat beef crumbs.

"Master, how precious is this? Are you afraid of losing your head after eating it?"

The craftsman looked at the silly boy and couldn't help laughing.

"You are such a stupid guy... These cows were bought from the Khitan side, they were old cows. If they were done well, maybe the Marquis could still give some beef jerky! I heard that it was something that only the nobles of the Khitan could afford. You are a fool and have a blessing!"

Chen Ming smiled even happier.

From this day on, he worked harder and soon he could catch up with ordinary craftsmen. Among so many newcomers, he learned the fastest.

The city wall, which was as high as two feet high, was completed. On this day, there were many more people on the city wall.

The person in the leader looked not very old, about the same as Chen Ming, but he was so energetic that he was full of mightyness. Chen Ming couldn't help but lower his head, and he didn't even have the courage to look up.

Ye Hua had a gentle smile. He carefully checked the construction situation and gave Zhao Kuangyin a thumbs up.

"It's done yet, no corner cuts."

Zhao Da touched his head and smiled silly, "I haven't lived enough, so I can't do the beheading!"

Ye Hua generously announced a reward, and every craftsman could get additional rewards ranging from one to five silos. According to logic, Chen Ming had only one silos, but his master was very good. He took out two silos from his reward.

Holding this "huge sum", Chen Ming suddenly cried, crying loudly.

If I could have so much money, my father might not die, the land at home would not have to be sold, and my sister would not have to be a concubine for others...

"The construction period is here, you can go home. If you are willing to stay, you can get an extra allowance." Ye Hua told all the villagers that many people think that they are working everywhere, so it is better to stay and eat more!

But Chen Ming refused. He wanted to go home to see me so that the family could eat a meal of meat so that I would not have to work so hard to wash clothes... Chen Ming knelt in front of his master, kowtowed respectfully, and then turned his head to leave.
Chapter completed!