Chapter 97: Eternal
As for the harvested grain, he can return it under various names, which is a good thing that kills two birds with one stone.
In the eyes of those who actually do things.
If you can do a good thing successfully and smoothly, you are already an excellent official.
If you can do a good thing and make it continue to prosper, then you can be called a virtuous person.
If you can turn one good thing into many good things that continue to flourish, you will be a great talent in the world.
Although Lin Wen is a bastard who doesn't do anything, he understands the truth and can only sigh that Wolong is indeed a great talent.
Because of the arrival of more than 9,000 people, Shangxi Town became more lively. Lin Wen did not disturb Zhao Minggong. He smeared some mud on his face, tore off his clothes, and blended in with them.
Zhao Minggong was explaining in detail the specific implementation guidelines of the "Shangxi Town Land Reclamation Measures" to the backbone members of the Kuomintang at the fountain square in the center of the town. Farmers and Kuomintang cadres were coming and going nearby. They were cleaning and renovating their newly allocated homes with full of hope for the future.
The allocation is flexible. If you are not satisfied, you can change it, but you cannot choose unlimitedly.
The better ones are more expensive, and the worse ones are cheaper. Everyone has a scale in their heart, and most people can choose what suits them. They will not be jealous because others have better ones. After all, theirs are also expensive, aren’t they?
Leaving room for maneuver but not excessively has always been Zhao Minggong's principle of doing things.
The valuation of the house was done by cadres of the Kuomintang and was quite fair. This had another advantage. If people who fled famine returned in the future, the government could compensate them according to the price, saving a lot of trouble.
The Civil Affairs Bureau also sent staff to do property rights registration or changes and keep backups for future needs.
Lin Wen drove the [Observation of Qi and People] around and found no suspicious person. There was no high point nearby, so the conditions for long-distance sniping did not exist.
Then, there should be no assassin, he was just worrying too much.
That's right, he is the key person. He is the one who caused all the hatred. The assassination should only happen to him.
Thinking of this, the heavy stone in my heart was lifted.
Lin Wen stood next to Zhao Minggong for a while, and then three cadres came to ask him if the house had been allocated.
If Lin Wen nodded, he would register. If he shook his head, he would be taken to see the house. He had no choice but to pretend to be deaf and dumb. Unexpectedly, after a while, several KMT experts surrounded him.
Lin Wen was about to explain, but they had already identified him as a spy and pounced on him.
Lin Wen dodged sideways and saw the backs of the three men's necks exposed. Instinctively, he slapped each of them, but without much force, they fell to the ground, shouting, "There's a spy! There's a spy! Protect Commander Zhao!"
With a whoosh, everyone around him ran away. A large group of key members jumped up and protected Zhao Minggong behind them. Several strong fighters were about to rush over. Lin Wen quickly wiped the mud off his face and shouted, "It's a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"
Zhao Minggong in the crowd asked in surprise, "Chief Lin, why are you here?"
There was a sudden roar from the crowd, as if the name had some strange magic.
Lin Wen scratched the back of his head awkwardly: "I'm just going on a private visit in disguise."
Most people here have never seen the real County Chief Lin, but his reputation has long been well-known. When they heard that County Chief Lin had actually come, a large group of people immediately surrounded him with fiery eyes.
Lin Wenzheng was at a loss for words when someone suddenly shouted from the crowd, "Chief Lin has passed away!"
A group of people turned around and glared at him. The man's face flushed red and he stammered, "I, I wanted to say that County Chief Lin lives forever."
"Bullshit!" A woman with fiery red hair jumped over and slapped him on the back of the head: "If you can't speak, don't say it."
The man said angrily, "Red Fox, stop hitting me on the head! Why can't I speak? What's wrong with living forever?"
The red fox put his hands on his hips, his eyes wide open. "Well, Pheasant, you've learned to talk back. Now, tell me where you saw the word 'eternal eternity'?"
Shan Ji's momentum suddenly weakened: "When a highly respected old man passed away, his mourning hall was inscribed with... Ouch, stop hitting me!"
The red fox cursed: "Bullshit, it was clearly written on your funeral hall, I wrote it for you with my own hands."
The crowd roared with laughter, and the atmosphere was filled with joy. Lin Wen also laughed and said, "If I die, you don't need anything else, just give me an eternal life sticker."
The red fox was extremely angry and chased the pheasant and beat it hard, making the latter panic.
Lin Wen quickly said, "I'm just here to check on the situation. Everyone, work normally. Don't let me disrupt the order."
The crowd then reluctantly dispersed. Yanshi walked over to the three people who had first spotted Lin Wen and patted them on the shoulders: "Your acting is pretty good. Why didn't I see that before?"
The three of them looked at each other, not knowing what the rock was talking about.
Lin Wen came to Zhao Minggong and said with a smile, "You continue, I'll just listen in."
Lord Zhao Ming also smiled and said, "That's perfect. If there's anything wrong, please correct me, Lord Lin."
He turned around, waited for the core members of the Democratic Party to sit back down, and continued, "As I said earlier, land reclamation must be well planned. We can't just reclaim land here and there, or only reclaim the good and ignore the bad. Today and tomorrow, you must quickly survey the land and divide it into equal plots, leaving space for water channels and roads."
Lin Wen nodded slightly. He was indeed Wolong. He only mentioned a direction and Wolong was able to fill in all the details.
The core members of the Kuomintang below lowered their heads and carefully wrote down what Zhao Minggong said in their notes, making a rustling sound.
Zhao Minggong continued, "Reclamation is done under a contracting system. The principle is that you contract as much land as you can do. If you don't do the work after you've contracted, that won't work either. There will be penalties. You must discuss this with the villagers in advance. Some land is particularly difficult to reclaim, and we'll provide assistance or compensation. If someone has special reasons, such as illness, we can also provide some assistance. The specific details will need to be negotiated by you."
Lin Wen hadn't intended to speak, but a thought suddenly struck him, and he said, "Let me add a suggestion. We could form a farmers' association and formulate a set of rules and regulations to handle these public affairs, so we don't have to rely on individuals for free contributions all the time."
Zhao Minggong clapped his hands and said, "Excellent! I think this is a great idea. Besides helping each other, water conservancy construction is also a major project. Without rules and regulations, many things will be a mess. I fully support this farmers' association."
The backbones of the Kuomintang looked at each other in confusion, unable to understand the purpose of the Farmers' Association. Zhao Minggong then began to explain in detail, from ensuring order, maintaining fairness, mobilizing enthusiasm, to uniting the farmers' strength, resisting unfair exploitation, and so on.
Lin Wen hadn't expected that Zhao Minggong could think of so much more than he had just mentioned the farmers' association. Lin Wen couldn't even understand much of what he said afterwards. But Zhao Minggong added at the end, "As expected of County Magistrate Lin, you have profound thoughts and insight. I was just adding some details."
So everyone applauded Lin Wen together. Fortunately, Lin Wen was thick-skinned, otherwise he would have fallen into the ground on the spot.
After finishing the affairs in Shangxi Town, Lin Wen prepared to return with Zhao Minggong. Several backbone members of the Kuomintang came to see them off. They talked and laughed along the way. Everyone was full of longing for the future and eager to bring more people here.
Zhao Minggong smiled and said, "Don't worry. Once you've settled in and sorted things out, we can welcome the next people. Shangxi Town actually has quite good conditions. There's a lot of space, and there are water sources everywhere. The land isn't fertile, but it's arable. As long as we repair the water conservancy and other public facilities, the output will definitely be good. The only thing we lack is people."
It was nearing evening, the sun was setting, and the red sunset glow was burning in the sky, like their fiery future.
A female cadre suddenly sighed, "If only the empire had more officials like County Magistrate Lin."
Rock sneered, "Then the empire can be renamed Paradise on Earth."
Lin Wen corrected the wording: "I think it's a paradise on earth."
Rock scratched his head. He didn't understand the difference, but still said, "Sheriff Lin is right."
Lin Wen was about to force an explanation when he suddenly felt a strange numbness and pain in his body, followed by a huge tingling sensation in the back of his heart.
(End of this chapter)
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