The next day, before the rooster crowed, Liu Fan got up and waved his halberd to practice his body.

When the sun rose, Liu Yu walked into the martial arts training ground and saw Liu Fan picking up the treasure of the past tense, the King of Kings, wielding the ground and breaking through the air. It was like a halberd was about to cut the air, which was shocked by the heavens. The King of Kings must not be picked up by the strong men. But being able to pick it up and wielding it is the same thing as being able to swing it. It is the same thing as being able to swing it and go to the battlefield. Anyone with discerning eyes can see that Liu Fan can already go to the battlefield and kill the enemy in this situation.

"I haven't seen the master practice martial arts for three years, but I didn't expect that the master already has the ability to compete with ten thousand people." Seeing Liu Fan finish practicing, Liu Yu sighed and went up to him.

"Under the general trend, the manpower is small. The overlord is brave and will be defeated at Gaixia!"

Ten thousand enemies are just a kind of courage and courage. Without a real ten thousand enemies, even ten thousand pigs can be killed, it can exhaust people to death. What's more, a brave man wearing armor and holding a spear.

Liu Fan was confident that he could be a hundred enemies, but if hundreds or thousands of soldiers were surrounded, let alone defeating them, even if they could break through, Liu Fan had no confidence. Not everyone had the momentum of Guan Yu, who could stab Yan Liang under the horse among the troops.

Liu Yu nodded and agreed deeply. After a change of tone, he said to Liu Fan: "Although the master's title is Marquis Ting, most of the population of Xiqinbao Township is a tenant from Xiqinting Marquis' Mansion. I have informed them to gather in the east of Anyi City."

The mansion of the West Qinting Hou was more than ten miles away from Anyi City. Liu Fan and Liu Yu rode on horseback and arrived at the east of Anyi City in half an hour.

According to the weight of the Han Dynasty, each mu of fertile land produced three to four stones of grain. The tenant farmers needed to pay five dou of grain to the landlord per mu. Under normal harvest, the tenant farmers could barely make a living and occasionally had surplus grain. If there was a severe drought and a locust plague, the tenant farmers did not even have surplus grain for their lives, and they would still owe the land and houses to the landlords. What's more, the land and houses were taken back by the landlords and became refugees.

At this time, the open space east of Anyi City was full of people. Most of them were pale and thin, and dressed in shabby clothes. Some even held farm tools and wanted to go directly to the fields to work after the gathering, hoping to have a good harvest next year.

Seeing Liu Fan and Liu meet, the noisy scene between the tenants stopped immediately. In feudal society, the hierarchy was very strict. In the eyes of tenants, Liu Fan was not only their landlord, but also a marquis of the Western Qinting and a son of the royal family. He was more authoritative than the Anyi Order.

In fact, although King Cang of Dongping belongs to the Guangwu lineage, there are still many royal disciples like Liu Fan in prefectures and counties. The direct descendants of King Cang of Dongping are still sitting in the position of King Rencheng. Although the court is in chaos at this time, Emperor Ling of Han is still there. Liu Fan's opinion may be considered. After Emperor Ling dies and China completely enters the situation of the princes fighting for hegemony, the royal disciples are a joke.

When Liu Fan saw the tenant farmers in front of him, he felt mixed feelings. He would rather be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times. Life in troubled times is like duckweed beaten by rain. Literature cannot go on battle to kill enemies, and he is more willing to display his talents in peaceful and prosperous times. The people hope that the world will be peaceful and peaceful, and they would rather live an ordinary life than find opportunities in troubled times. Not everyone can be a hero and hero. Those who lack abilities can only adapt to the current environment, while those who have lofty ambitions and great strategies are more eager to change the current environment.

After turning over and dismounting, Liu Fan walked to the front of the tenant farmer, and Liu Yu followed closely behind.

"This is the contract you signed with the Xiqinting Marquis Mansion." Liu Fan was straight to the point and took over a thousand rough sheets of paper from Liu Yu.

Although Cai Hou paper has been around for nearly a hundred years, Cai Hou paper is only circulated among the nobles. Common people cannot afford Cai Hou paper.

Liu Fan's words straight to the point made the tenant farmers below whisper. Some were nervous and uneasy, and they thought that Liu Fan wanted to terminate the contract with them. Their family relied on renting land to survive. If there was no arable land, the family should not drink the northwest wind.

Ignoring the various expressions of the tenants below, Liu Fan said loudly: "The Han Dynasty governed the country with benevolence and filial piety, but the victims were everywhere and the people were displaced. I was heartbroken by it. I was so sad that my name was a thousand hectares of fertile land, all of which were cultivated by you. Now I will give you all the fertile land. In the future, you will no longer be tenant farmers."

After saying that, Liu Fan threw the contract on the ground. He took out the fire stick and blew it hard. In the public eye, he threw the fire stick on the pile of paper. The orange-red flames slowly crawled across the entire pile of paper.

It was not until the fire burned the contract to ashes that everyone came back to their senses.

"Thank you, Marquis of Xi Qinting!"

Thousands of people quickly knelt down, burst into tears, cheering and cheering.

Such a huge scene even passers-by looked around and came closer to see what was going on.

Seeing this scene, Liu Fan hurriedly stepped forward and helped a 60-year-old man up and said seriously: "God-Emperor Gaozu stipulates that he will not be worshipped when he is in his sixties. The old man has ruined his kid. Please get up quickly."

"The country's severe drought is not affected by only a few areas in Sizhou. Countless victims came to Hedong for refuge. Although the government provided disaster relief, there were too many victims, which was far from enough to solve the food and clothing of the victims. I am willing to build houses in Anyi and distribute food to revitalize the victims. I also ask you to help build them, and they will be rewarded afterwards." Seeing the people slowly getting up, Liu Fan said passionately again.

As the capital of Hedong County, Anyi has a population of more than 30,000 households, and is a famous county in the north. It will not take long for the refugees to be received in Anyi to spread throughout Hedong County. At that time, the refugees around will move closer to Anyi.

"If you don't ask for anything in return, we admire you, and you should be a dog or a horse." The old man who was helped up by Liu Fan took the lead in responding. People around him also responded.

Next, Liu Fan and Liu Yu discussed with the people how to build a house to help disasters, and gradually became a group with the people, and everyone was impressed by Liu Fan's demeanor.

What Liu Fan didn't notice was that before he came here, a well-dressed young man and an old man in a commoner had been quietly witnessing this scene.

"Bo Ru, can you tell who this young man is? He is as kind as the kindness of Mr. Tao Zhu?" The old man was gentle and asked the young man.

In the late Han Dynasty, land was the main reliance for the landlord class to rule the civilians. A clan who did not control the land would soon decline. Liu Fan distributed all the land to the tenants and took out money and grain to help the refugees. This almost dispersed the family's wealth.

"I went back to my uncle, he was Liu Fan, the Marquis of Xiqinting and Liu Cang, the King of Dongpingxian. I met him several times, but I never met him." I looked at Liu Fan again, and the young man replied respectfully.

"It's still a clan!" Seeing Liu Fan being nearly eight feet tall and handsome, standing in the crowd, he was as if he was standing out in the crowd. He also had such a kind and righteous act, the old man liked it very much and said, "This man is a great man. It is unceremonious to visit him at this time. I want to visit him in person tomorrow. Boru can go with me."

"Willing to go." The young man nodded.
Chapter completed!