"The houses inside are so dilapidated that they can no longer be called houses. They are low, cramped, and in such a dilapidated state that some are patched up with mud, and some doors are broken into pieces. Filth is everywhere, and the sanitary conditions are even worse. The people inside don't want to move out, but they can't afford to. If they leave here, they will have nowhere to live!
If you can help everyone solve these problems, I believe no one will refuse to sell the land."
Qiao Erlang stared at Qiao Xin with his eyes shining. His little canine teeth showed through, and two dimples were faintly visible. He used his milk that had not yet thickened to act like a spoiled child to Qiao Xin: "Grandma, don't you have a solution already? Just teach your grandson!"
Qiao Xin teased him deliberately: "Yes, there is, it depends on whether you are willing to pay for it."
Seeing that the children were listening attentively, Qiao Xin explained the operation method of relocating shantytowns in the future. However, in the future, the government would pay to improve people's livelihood, so if they wanted to do it, they would have to pay for rebuilding houses first.
In this era, it is unrealistic to expect the court to pay for your house. If the Qiao family wants to get the land, they can only exchange it sincerely, except for robbing it. Only by letting the residents see the tangible benefits, she believes that no one will live in a dilapidated house instead of a spacious and bright house.
If this matter is accomplished, Yu Mancang will not only gain a good reputation, but will also be a stabilizing force in the south of the city in the future.
Qiao Dalang and the others fell silent for a moment.
If this were to really be done, it would be very complicated, and it would not just be a matter of paying money!
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Xu Can shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Paying money is a small matter. It's just that we are afraid that we can't do such a big thing. It takes a lot of effort just to count the household registration and the land deeds. We don't have any acquaintances in the Ministry of Households. We also have to build good relationships with Jingzhao Prefecture and the yamen runners below. The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture is a disciple of the right prime minister, and he may not cooperate!"
"You are few in number, so you can use your strength to gain more territory. If you do this well, the southern part of the city will be a piece of fat meat. You can't defend it with just a few of you."
Qiao Erlang asked tentatively: "Why don't we get the Eighth Prince involved? We are all just kids, so when we can't handle something, we can all ask our father for help?"
The eighth prince came over and listened to it, feeling somewhat unhappy, but looking at the expectant eyes of the others, he finally nodded. However, he gave everyone a warning in advance:
"I've made it clear in advance that I may not be able to see my father at any time, and I don't have much money, so I don't want your shares!"
Qiao Sanlang put an arm on his shoulder and gave him some advice: "Look at what you said. Who here can see their father every day? If the mountain doesn't come to me, I will go to the mountain. You should write a letter to your father every few days. Don't say anything else, just complain about your feelings in life! Slowly, won't you get familiar with him?"
The Eighth Prince hesitated for a moment and asked, "Will this work?"
"If you don't try, how can you know if it will work? It's natural for a son to miss his father. Besides, your father and my father are both busy with worldly affairs, and they don't hate us. Communicating with letters every day can be regarded as another form of companionship.
This is what our grandmother said. I don't need to lie to you. My eldest brother and second brother wrote to my eldest uncle every two or three days. Anyway, they wrote whatever they wanted to say. If they were far away, they would save more each time and bring them together when someone from both sides came over. Even my fourth and fifth brothers wrote to my third uncle.
When my third uncle talked about this, he couldn't stop smiling. My father actually wrote back to me every time!"
Qiao Sanlang's unintentional showing off made the Eighth Prince's cheeks hurt!
Why don't he try it too? But his father is the ruler of the world. He has endless memorials to review and meetings to attend every day. Will he find him annoying?
The eighth prince hesitated for a long time but still sent the first letter. Qiao Sanlang took the initiative to ask Qiao Xin to help him pass it on. Hearing that he was writing a letter to his father, Qiao Xin just smiled and took the letter, and in front of him, he personally sealed the letter with wax.
Such a straightforward operation made the Eighth Prince's eyes widen. Why didn't Madam Qiao check the content? Wasn't she afraid that he would say something bad in his heart? Wasn't this a bit too frank?
Qiao Xin didn't underestimate the Eighth Prince. The main reason was that even if a child told a lie, it would cause the Emperor to be disgusted. Because he knew Laohu Town very well. Qiao Xin accidentally discovered that there was a secret sentry of His Majesty in this town. He had secretly intercepted the other party's secret letter, and the system had already told her the content of the letter. Basically, it was about the daily affairs of Laohu Town.
As long as it doesn't hurt the Qiao family, she will pretend to turn a blind eye and let it exist, but she will secretly be on guard in her heart!
Now that the son wanted to write a letter to his father, it would be just a matter of convenience for her to give him a pass. Why would she refuse?
Because Qiao Xin had the privilege of writing directly to His Majesty, the letter appeared on His Majesty's desk at noon the next day. This was probably the first casual letter Emperor Wu received from his son.
There is neither flattery nor seriousness in the letter. From the first page, we can see the writer's cautiousness and embarrassment between the lines.
I don't know how I started to relax as I wrote, and my writing became much more casual, with one or two country slang phrases popping up from time to time, and even one or two places where I corrected typos.
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