That's wrong, they are hungry for labor.

Theoretically speaking, we definitely want the free flow of labor.

But in fact, as Ji Han's control over the local grassroots continued to strengthen, the household registration system, instead of being relaxed, became increasingly strict.

Because for the imperial court, household registration was a key, or a valve. Only by mastering it could the imperial court flexibly adjust the flow direction of the labor force.

To give the most obvious example, Liangzhou and Hedong.

Liangzhou needs a certain amount of free labor, so if the conditions are met, Hu people can register in the workshop grassland and become glorious Han workshop workers.

But Hedong is different. It pays more attention to the implementation of new policies such as dividing the land into acres, restoring the small-scale peasant economy, and further binding the labor force to the land.

The different directions of focus are precisely because the situations in the two places are different.

This is also the imperial court. To be precise, it was someone Feng who did it intentionally.

Even if factoryization cannot be called industrialization, even the most rudimentary industrialization cannot be called it.

But for this era, large-scale workshops are also a manifestation of the accelerated advancement of productivity.

Every leap in productivity does not happen for no reason.

It's not something you can just sit back and wait for it to complete successfully on its own.

The relationship between sheep and humans is just a typical microcosm.

Feng could let sheep and people, grass and people, or even land and people appear in a certain place, but he would never allow this to happen in the entire Han Dynasty.

And these things must be within control.

Because this kind of drastic change involves the social level, if you are not careful, it will cause chaos and even turmoil.

By that time, the external thieves have not been eliminated, and Ji Han cannot control himself internally. He will have to self-destruct if he has no choice but to play with it!

Therefore, it is natural to continue to push the control of the imperial court to the local areas, conduct population censuses, and tighten household registration.

Wherever there is a shortage of needed labor, the valve is opened and the excess labor from another place is directed to flow there.

If it is no longer needed, just close the valve. Even if it explodes, it will only be local and will not affect the overall situation.

Therefore, even if those who were exiled to Jiuyuan were lucky enough to return to Senei, the first thing they would have to face was the increasingly strict rural system.

Of course, if you want to hide in the mountains and become a savage, that's fine.

If the fallen grass turns into bandits, then wait for the government to come to encircle and suppress...

It’s better to stay in Jiuyuan and work hard!

At least five years later, there is hope and there is no need to separate family members.

"The contract is just such a contract. No matter where you want to work, you must first pay back what you owe the government for the income you earn from your work."

"Counting from the date when the debt is paid off, half of the income earned within five years will go to the government and half to yourself."

Women generally go to textile workshops. These are high-quality female workers who can go directly to work with a little training.

Unlike Hu Nu, who is clumsy.

As for men, it’s up to them to make their own choices.

However, both men and women are treated very kindly.

If you reform your past, your wages will be considered good.

And it's actually 50/50.

For those who were working in the fields within the territory of the Wei rebels, it was basically 30 to 70 points. For those who were more extreme, 28 points was not a strange thing.

And there are actually so many types of jobs for people to choose from.

Of course, this is also for long-term considerations. After all, if you want people to take root in the frontier, it must be sweet.

"When you think about it, go and sign the deed!"

There are tall eucalyptus chairs, and behind each tall eucalyptus chair sits a clerk, representing a different workshop.

Without much hesitation, Feng Chuan chose to sign the documents with Xinghanhui's farm.

After all, he is known as the heirloom of farming and education, so Feng Chuan is somewhat familiar with farming.

I have never eaten pork, but I have also seen pigs running away.

In the following days, Feng Chuan's family officially settled down in Jiuyuan.

Life was very poor. Although both the workshops and the farms were said to provide food and shelter, it was certain that the common people would eat vegetarian food.

Not only do you have to work every day, but you also rarely have the opportunity to see your family.

Especially for newly arrived prisoners like Feng Chuan, if they do not behave well, they have to live and eat on the farm and are not allowed to go out, let alone have a day off.

The fifth year of Yanxi was a good year, at least in the first half of the year there were no major natural disasters.

The borders of the Han, Wei and Wu kingdoms also experienced rare peace and no human disasters.

In Jiuyuan at the end of May, the sun was high and the sky was blue. Feng Chuan was wearing coarse clothes, wielding farm tools, sweating like rain, and working hard in the farmland.

After more than two months of exposure to wind and sun, his skin has become much darker, his hands have calluses, and he can be considered skillful in operating farm tools.

Sometimes he would bend down and squat down to remove weeds from the roots of crops.

Most of the farmland in Jiuyuan is composed of wheat and rice.

Feng Chuan's face was pricked with thin red marks, but he was obviously used to it and didn't seem to notice it.

"Brother, brother!"

A woman's voice came from a distance, full of joy.

The people working on this farm were basically rough men. When they heard the woman's voice, everyone nearby, working or not, couldn't help but look up.

What Feng Chuan saw was a woman standing on a field ridge not far away, raising her hands and waving desperately to him.

Beside her stood the farm steward and an unknown young man.

"Feng Bomao, I'm looking for you!"

The farm steward shouted, his voice loud and clear.

Feng Chuan received permission and hurried over.

Because the woman is none other than Feng Erniang.

"Second mother!"

"Brother!"

Feng Chuan ran over from the field ridge and looked at Feng Erniang in disbelief, "You, why are you here?"

On the other side, the young man who accompanied Feng Erniang thanked the farm steward.

The farm steward waved his hand and just said:

"For your sake, I'll make an exception for half an hour!"

The young people bowed repeatedly and smiled:

"Thank you, thank you, thank you for your success!"

The farm steward glanced at Feng Erniang, then at the young man, smiled strangely, and turned to leave.

"Li, Li Langjun, this is my brother."

After the farm steward left, Feng Erniang introduced the two of them, "Brother, this is Li Langjun."

As Feng Erniang spoke, a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Jian, I have met Feng Langjun."

Feng Chuan returned the gift absentmindedly.

His eyes kept looking back and forth between his second wife and Li Jian.

When he saw Er Niang's slightly shy expression, his heart suddenly "thumped".

"Brother, thanks to Li Langjun, without his help, I wouldn't have been able to ask for leave to come and see you."

Before brother could ask, Feng Erniang rushed to explain.

Looking at Li Jian's straight and straight figure, and the long sword hanging on his waist that is slightly different from ordinary swords.

Although he is wearing casual clothes that are common here in Jiuyuan, Feng Chuan is no longer a rookie who has just arrived in Jiuyuan.

He could tell at a glance the origin of the guy opposite him, and he was definitely from the military.

Holding back his unknown bad emotions, Feng Chuan thanked Li Jian and said:

"Thank you very much, Mr. Li Langjun, for taking care of your second mother."

"Feng Langjun is too polite, Jian and Erniang, cough," Li Jian subconsciously glanced at Feng Erniang, "We feel like old friends as soon as we meet, it's just a little effort, why do we need to say thank you?"

Feng Erniang's expression was even more shy.

Feng Chuan's face twitched.
Chapter completed!