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Chapter 2 Liu Liang

Liu Jingdai sat for a long time until the sun slanted westward in the afternoon. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and went down the grassy slope, walked into the bamboo forest, crossed the winding and deep bamboo forest path, walked up the country road, and went home.

In this life, he has a good skin. Even if he just recovered from a serious illness, he still can't hide his demeanor in plain linen clothes. He is 17 years old this year, and his height is seven feet four inches, which is about 1.7 meters.

His appearance can also be said to be outstanding, especially the forehead is wide and full, shiny and clean, which makes the whole person look bright, much higher than the image of the thin glasses man in the previous life.

At the time of the busy farming season, there are many workers buried in the fields on both sides of the road. Liu Jing walked all the way, and he saw that eighty-nine percent of the land belonged to the Liu family, and Liu Jing had seventy stones of his own fields.

The stone is the old system in Jingnan area, that is, the place where the seeds of a stone are sown.The field of Liu Jing’s family belongs to Zhongtian. On average, three buckets of rice seeds are needed per mu, and ten buckets and one stone can sow more than three acres of rice seeds. Seventy stones are equivalent to more than 230 acres. It is a middle-class family in the Liu family, which is not enough. More than enough.

Those with bare upper body and bare feet, described as humble, are mostly servants and guests of the Liu clan;

There are both officials and eunuchs and small households in the family. The wealthy family naturally has servants and guests to do the work. The ordinary family cannot afford to keep slaves and support customers, so they can only cultivate their own fields.

In addition, there are some impoverished households, with no land and no land, who make a living from the helpers of the clan, which are almost no different from slaves.

When the efficiency of cultivating land was low in the world, everyone used two oxen and three people to carry out a coupled plough, that is, they used a cross-wood of more than [-] feet to ride on the necks of the two oxen.This method can be said to be the fastest method nowadays, but it is too labor-intensive and cannot be afforded by everyone.

Zhongjia had no choice but to take the next best thing, using a single ox to pull the plow, and the speed was also not slow.As for Xiaojia, due to the lack of farming cattle, they only rely on manpower to plow the land, and the materials of farm tools are different, and the methods are extremely backward.

Walking for about a quarter of an hour, you can see a thick rammed earth wall rising from the ground. This is the outer wall of Liushiwu. Cheng, that is, 158 years ago, the original intention of expanding the dock wall was to resist the increasingly serious harassment of the Jing barbarians.

Since the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty in Guangwu, the population of Han people in the south of the Yangtze River in Jingzhou has increased rapidly. Among the four counties in southern Jing, the population of Changsha and Lingling counties has exceeded one million.You must know that the seven counties of Jiaozhou in the south add up to only a little over 200 million, and Liang and Bingzhou in the north have only a few hundred thousand, which is less than the population of Changsha and Lingling counties.

When the Han people pioneered the land, they inevitably violated the interests of the local indigenous people.

During the more than a hundred years since the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Han and the Manchus fought a war every three years and a war every ten years. Every inch of land in the four counties of Jingnan was stained with the blood of the warriors on both sides.

This kind of confrontation did not undergo a fundamental change until Wuling Man, the main force of Jing Man, was continuously crusaded, appeased, and divided by the Han court, and gradually declined. Since then, there has been no riot in Changsha for more than 30 years.

Although he no longer worries about the threat of the Jing barbarians, Wubi has not lost his use. Eight years ago, Changsha hero Ou Xing claimed to be a general and led more than ten thousand people to besiege the city and plunder the village. Before the prefect of Changsha quelled the chaos, many places were looted by thieves, and the Liu family was able to keep everything safe thanks to Wubi's work.

Liushiwu and its surrounding areas are collectively called Longqiu and Qiu, which, like Ju and Luo, means a place where people gather and live, and it is the embryonic form of a "village" in later generations.

Stepping into the mottled and old gatehouse, you can have a panoramic view of the world inside. This is his home and the place where the nine Liu clans live together.

The Nine Clans are different from later generations, referring to the ancestors (great-grandfather, grandfather, father) and great-great-grandsons (great-grandsons, grandsons, sons), plus their peers, collectively called the Nine Clans.

Due to the limited scale of Wubao, many clansmen usually live in various parts of Pingxiang and Linxiang City. Only when they are threatened by barbarian bandits will they hide in Wubao to avoid disaster.

Within an ethnic group, there are rich and poor, and the shape of the mansions is very different. Everyone is grand and grand, while the small cottages are simple and shabby.

Soon Liu Jing saw his house. His house was easy to identify. There were two large locust trees standing on both sides of the gate.

Since there were people in the family who served in the previous generations, the accumulation is not bad. The scale of his family's mansion is also in the forefront of the whole family. The building complex faces the north and faces the south, in the shape of a "sun". It consists of two front and rear courtyards and six rows of houses horizontally and vertically .

Liu Jingxing went to the house, and suddenly saw a group of boys galloping towards him with bamboo as horses and cloth as banners.

Taking a closer look, Liu Jing suddenly burst out laughing. As the saying goes: "Children at the age of five play the game of dove chariots, and at the age of seven they play the play of bamboo horses." Riding a bamboo pole as a horse is a children's game, but the leader of this group of boys is one and a half years old. juvenile.

This boy is dark-skinned, quick-moving, and runs like a leopard.His name is Liu Liang, and his name is Ayu. He is 14 years old this year and lives next to Liu Jing's family. Because they are close, the age difference is not too far. When he was a child, he always played behind Liu Jing. The more he lived, the more he went back, and he became the "Kid King".

"stop!"

Liu Liang rushed to Liu Jing first, raised his arms and shouted violently.

"bye!"

While running, all the boys heard Liu Liang's orders as if they heard military orders, they all stopped, retreated to the side, and greeted each other.

Liu Jing saw that the boys were lined up in a strict manner with solemn faces, and he couldn't help but feel a little better about Liu Liang. The urchins are playful and active, and it is not easy to train them to be restrained.

Liu Liang did not go up to greet Liu Jing immediately, but strode towards one of the boys, scolding him for not standing in line, and sticking his buttocks with a bamboo pole under his crotch.

The boy who was beaten only shrugged his mouth, neither whimpering nor crying, the rest of the boys kept their eyes on each other and kept silent like a cicada.

Historically, Tao Qian and Xia Houcheng showed such talent when they were teenagers. The latter died early, but Tao Qian eventually achieved something. Who dares to say that the teenagers in front of them must not be able to do it?

Liu Jing was amazed by the look on the side, and exclaimed: "The strictness of the army is nothing more than that. Ah Yu is really good at it. In the future, he will definitely be a general who will command thousands of troops."

Hearing the praise from the brother from the neighboring family, Liu Liang couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, but he didn't show any emotion on his face, disbanding the series with a tigerish face.

When all the boys were gone, he changed his serious face, with a smile on his face, clasped Liu Jing's hands tightly, and asked with concern, "Brother Cong, where did you come from? Are you all right?"

The two of them have already released the five clothes, but they still call each other brothers, which is generally the case in the world.

Liu Liang's palms were wet and sticky, and it was very uncomfortable to hold them, but Liu Jing did not break free, and said: "I have been lying on the bed for more than ten days, and now I have finally recovered. My body is a little stiff, so I can go out and walk around."

"God bless you! Our ancestors have spirits!" Liu Liang recalled the scene of that day, and he still has lingering fears. He said, "Brother Cong, you don't know that you were carried back that day by everyone. Your face was pale and you didn't wake up no matter how you called. You looked really scary. I thought Brother Cong would never wake up again, uh—"

Realizing that he had said the wrong thing, Liu Liang stopped talking in a hurry and froze in place at a loss.

"It doesn't matter. Don't talk about you, even I feel that my life is not guaranteed this time. It's really a fluke to survive."

Liu Jing didn't take it seriously, looked at Liu Liang carefully, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen you for two years. Ah Yu's body has grown so much, his eyebrows have opened, and he seems to be a different person. My brother is almost unable to recognize you."

"Brother has changed even more." Liu Liang was very envious of Liu Jing's tall and straight figure. In Jingnan, where the average height of men is less than seven feet, Liu Jing's figure of seven feet four inches is definitely considered tall. In the future, he will grow up to be so tall, even if he is dreaming, he will wake up laughing.

Then Liu Liang said worriedly: "Brother Cong, do you blame me for not visiting you when you were sick?"

Xuan Er couldn't wait to explain: "This is not my original intention, it is my mother who is afraid that I will get sick, so I am not allowed to come to the house."

"It's enough for Ah Yu to have this kind of intention. How can you be offended by me?" Liu Jing waved his hand indifferently. This is human nature, and he can understand it.When he was sick, even his family shunned him, let alone his neighbors.

Liu Liang poked his neck and said, "Mother is worrying about it. I am as strong as a calf, so how could I get sick so easily?"

How could Liu Jing not know the young man's stubbornness, he laughed without saying a word.

"By the way, brother Cong, is Xiangyang City prosperous? Is Linxiang City prosperous?" Liu Liang couldn't help but asked curiously.

Linxiang, the county seat of Changsha, a dozen miles away, was the only city he had ever been to in his life, and he wanted to know what Xiangyang looked like.

Liu Jing searched his stomach and was about to tell him. A woman walked out of a "one building and two interior" house next door. With a tense look on his face, he almost regarded Liu Jing as a scourge.

Liu Liang felt that his mother made him feel ashamed in front of his clan brothers, so his face flushed for a while, and he hurriedly said goodbye to Liu Jing: "My mother called me home, I should go, brother Cong, you can call me if you have anything to do in the future."

"Okay, you and I will talk in detail some other day." Liu Jing watched Liu Liang flee in despair, and shook his head with a smile.

(End of this chapter)