Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

It's midsummer now, and the sun is suffocating. Not to mention the inside of the house, even under the shade of the trees, it's extremely stuffy. If I swing the hoe twice more, my back will be soaked through in a flash.But how many people's lives are the land? Zhao San and his wife were captured for half a year, and they worked like this for half a year.

After all, the other party really dares to kill someone!
It's not that I haven't thought about escaping, but the 200 taels of silver are on the land at my feet. If I stay, there is still hope of getting my money back. If I escape, there will really be nothing left.Although Zhuangzi in midsummer is not as exquisite as Beijing, it is better because of the fragrance of rice, full of vitality, and a unique and prosperous scene.

Zhao San's energy and energy at work are now full of energy!

A hoe was swinging in a circle, turning up the sweet potato vines lying on the ground, removing weeds and tearing off the adventitious roots, so that all the fertility could be supplied to the main roots. In this way... "hiss", Zhao Sanpo was fascinated, A stack of fancy paper suddenly appeared in his hand.

Paper is a precious thing, and the paper on which words are written is the clone of a saint. You have to take it back and burn it to avoid wasting the saint.

Seeing the figure on the roadside moving in the direction in front of her, she suddenly hid the torn paper in her hands in the belt behind her, bent down and pretended to be busy.

When the figure approached and hooked her belt, Zhao San's heart was beating wildly. He rolled his eyes and lay down on the ground, kicking his hands and feet and shouting: "I am a good man! What do you want to do!"

The angry eyes concealed the restlessness and anxiety in his heart. The gangsters who were on guard would always catch a woman and take her back every ten and a half months. Zhao San was angry and scared in his heart.Being captured by men and never coming back, you can tell with your toes that it is not a good thing.

She shouted so hard that Liu Pingxun, who was working nearby, came over. He didn't even wait for a moment to be stunned when he saw what was happening. In an instant, a battle formation was set up with hoes. Seeing this, the surrounding tenant farmers also followed behind him and surrounded the man. live.

"Who are you! What do you want to do!" The heads of several nearby villages are all landlords in the city. They are afraid of trouble and dare not cause trouble, but they are not like Yuzhuang.

Zhao San was good-looking and capable, and the villagers nearby were still waiting to grow rice. Only she took a new approach and planted sweet potatoes and corn on a large scale in Yuzhuang. Therefore, the grain output in Yuzhuang was more than three times that of her neighbors.

In the current situation, those who can keep everyone fed are good people. When good people are in trouble, they must be supported by all parties.

Looking at the farm tools in everyone's hands, even Feng Bao was stunned, but he did nothing!He was just curious that it was a little strange for a woman to bring paper with her when she went to the ground.So he waved his hands repeatedly, took a step back, and said loudly: "Don't get me wrong, it's my young master who traveled here and heard that your grain production is outstanding, so he came here to pay a visit."

What a young man, half of the eight old counties in Jinling are now occupied by bandits, and even the government can't do anything about it. What a traveling young man, he must be a treacherous and evil person!
The atmosphere was tense for a moment, and Zhao San ignored Liu Ping's dignity and sat on the ground leaning against Liu Ping, holding a sickle in his hand. As long as he was not blind, he could see the defenses around her.

Of course, in reality, my legs were shaking like chaff and I couldn't stand up at all.

She looked up from the bottom, and naturally saw a hard object bulging on the waist that the man tried so hard to hide. It was probably either a sword or a hidden weapon.Zhao San pressed his hands on Liu Ping's shoes as if nothing had happened, and the couple looked at each other in understanding.

After a while, she indeed saw the traveling young man.

Although he is dressed in brocade and splendid clothes, his gestures and gestures create his own character.But the skin is dull, the eyebrows are sparse, the face is broad and the mouth is wide, and the face is dull. Only a pair of star-like eyes are surprisingly beautiful, so clear that they seem to be able to see through people's hearts at a glance.

What a pity these eyes are, Zhao San thought.

Feng Bao came in from the outside and saw Zhao San staring at his master. His heart trembled and he wanted to draw the knife. Before the scolding came out, he asked Shui Yi to raise his hand and flick the tea bowl.

A threat passed in front of Zhao San. Liu Ping was making a fuss outside and said that he wanted to come in together, but he was stumbling when someone below asked him about farming.Zhao San held his forehead, her husband was good at everything, but his concentration was too strong.

He told him that if someone comes to ask about farming, he can tell them everything in detail. Xiao Liuer is right, it is really good to be nice to everyone.

However, the village leaders around him didn't believe what he said, and regarded Liu Ping as a liar.Now that someone with knowledge finally came, the couple couldn't help but become active again when they saw that their lives were not in danger.

After briefly introducing Zhuangzi's situation, Zhao Sandao said, "I don't know if you have fields but you still have to cultivate them? This method is not perfect in every aspect, but because of its short cycle and large yield, it will never work, especially when dealing with replanting in flooded or dry land." Leading to a situation of no harvest.”

Thinking of the refugees along the way, Shui Yi did not refuse directly and asked: "You just said that this product can also be highly productive in the North. Can I ask you to go to the North to provide technical guidance?"

Shui Yi was much older than Zhao San, and he was a senior person who had been in a high position for a long time. He talked about discussing, but the meaning behind his words was decisive.

Zhao San felt fear in his heart, pursed his lips and thought. He probably guessed that there might be someone behind this person, so he said: "We arrived here a year ago and signed a lease contract with the government. Unfortunately, bandits were rampant. Although they did not harm the countryside, they could Holding our property deed, forgive me for not daring to obey."

Both inside and outside the words were asking if he could respond to the situation, and it would be best to deal with those bandits.

Otherwise, the agreed [-]-divided account will become a [-]-divorced account by the end of the year, and we will still be [-] to [-] to the opponent. Assets will shrink out of thin air, and the government will not come forward to speak out. Everyone will be angry and dare not speak out.

Seeing that the other party was silent, Zhao San thought for a while and added an ambiguous sentence: "Those people seem to have a lot of background. If it is detrimental to the court, wouldn't we bring shame to our ancestors?"

She wouldn't have dared to think about rebelling against the imperial court if Xiao Liu hadn't told her about ancient times. Now that she was pulling it out and making a tiger skin banner, Zhao San felt that she was becoming more courageous.

But everywhere in Jinling is occupied by bandits. Isn't this disadvantageous to the court?

After Zhao San and his wife left, Shui Yi and Feng Bao looked at each other - they both knew that the banditry in Jinling was not a banditry... His Majesty and the Supreme Emperor were not convinced by each other, and they used the world as a target to attack each other, not caring about the chaos outside. , everyone wants to leave a good name in history.

"Your Highness, the Admiral asked me to bring you a message..." Feng Baoqiqi looked at Shui Yi like a little daughter-in-law. He had to nod his head before he dared to say anything disrespectful.

Sure enough, Shui Yi looked at him with a questioning look. Feng Bao was heartbroken and said quickly with his eyes closed: "If you don't take action, we will be dead!"

For that dragon chair, how many people took the East Palace as the center, and their respective destinies were closely connected.The road has been taken 99 steps. If you succeed, you will be a founding hero and earn wealth for three more generations.

If it fails, I am afraid that all the earthworms in the homes of the nine tribes will have to be chopped up.

Shui Yi nodded, which was equivalent to giving Feng Bao a sure message.

They were already in Jinling, waiting to see if the one in the palace had the ability to save him from taking a few detours.

This time Donggong wants to revive, how to turn the irregular into regular is a problem, and how to support the subordinates who have become regular is also a problem.

It is easy to turn black into white, but it is difficult to turn nothing into something. However, Yuzhuang, which had the largest yield per acre in Jinling last year, seems to have given them a glimmer of the answer.

When Zhao San and his wife returned to the village, they tidied up the house with trembling hands and feet. Seeing the traces of water splashed out, Zhao San breathed a sigh of relief and said in fear: "They seem to be people from the government. Can we be saved?" Already?"

Liu Ping shook his head. It was clear that his body was very frightened just now, but his wife's instructions were lingering in his mind, and he could only suppress the trembling by chattering to others.I thought to myself, if that group of people is really from the government, the situation in front of me is definitely not a coincidence. It means that someone has noticed the banditry situation and asked so many questions about food. Maybe they are here to rob food!

The couple lay on the bed, tossing and turning.

"There is no food to grab in June..."

The gangs occupied Jinling and relied on the developed water system to transport goods. In just seven or eight months, they had plundered all the land from all over the country. Corn would be harvested at the end of August, and the first batch of sweet potatoes would be harvested in early September.

Listening to the irregular breathing beside them, the couple knew that the other was not asleep, "It seems..."

"It seems..."

In the middle of the night, due to the fright during the day, let alone sleeping peacefully, even lying in bed felt uncomfortable.As expected, the two spoke in unison.

Zhao San was the first to give in and said softly, "You speak first."

"It seems that a storm is coming. Are we still making sweet potato candies and sweet potato noodles this year? Otherwise, we will ask everyone to gather them, and we will have wasted a year's work." Liu Ping has never forgotten why they came to Jinling. Yes, if it was just for those three melons and two dates, why would they leave their hometown all the way?
"Ouch!" Zhao San seemed to remember something. He sat up from the bed, slapped his thigh with a slap, and said hurriedly, "Quickly, light the lamp. Light the lamp and I will show you something!"

Four or five pages of paper were spread out under the lamp. Neither of them recognized two of the words, but they could understand the pictures. Zhao San said: "Do you still remember what I said about rice falling from the sky?"

"Actually, I dropped it a few times after that. I thought it was too weird, so I didn't dare to tell you. Now, I can't hide it anymore. That steamer... I think it was the carpenter of the King of Jingzhong who beat it for us. What do you think? , are there gods who can help us?" Zhao San asked her husband eagerly, his eyes full of hope, but in fact, he had already firmly believed in these pages in his heart.

There is no perfect path for everyone, this is God's will.

When Liu Ping saw this, he couldn't bear to throw cold water on his wife, so he nodded without hesitation, fearing that his smile would hurt her.I had no choice but to lower my head and carefully pick out the lanterns. The dancing candlelight reflected on their faces, and they began to talk about the rough processing of sweet potato flour and cornmeal painted on it.

Corn cannot be stored well. If you are not careful, it will easily become infected with insects and mildew, and then the price will be greatly reduced.

If it is made into noodles, it can be transported to all directions by water transport, so there is no need to sell it locally and ask people to lower the price in vain.

This matter should be done sooner rather than later. It was just getting dark and the couple started to practice using old grains. They heard the sound of bells in the city, which rang unsteadily for three consecutive days.

In this way, we know that it is the Supreme Emperor Yan Jia.

Fortunately, this did not affect the rhythm of the farmers. On the contrary, the bandits patrolling the mountains became more dense.

But on the fourth day, Zhao San heard the sound of armor rustling in the mountains in his sleep, which was very urgent, followed by many surrounding farmers running away.There were also noises and cries outside the city. If Yuzhuang hadn't been facing mountains and rivers, there would have been a stampede.

The couple sat on the roof wearing robes, watching the lights and dragons swimming below the mountain. Liu Ping whispered: "Otherwise, we should go back to Beijing next year. This money..."

It’s really hard to make money.

Life is in danger all the time, and the lofty ideals that came with it have long since disappeared. Some are just frightened every day, and now they have to hide here and there even to do farm work.

If you make money or spend money on life, it will be in vain.

Zhao San persuaded him in a low voice, "There's no reason to leave now. The situation must become clearer, otherwise there's nothing we can do about the bandits' den stationed at the foot of the mountain."

It is said to be a bandit's den, but Zhao San has long thought that there is something fishy in it. Who among the bandits will promise to spend money to buy things from the villagers at the end of the year? They just swarm across the border to rob you, and there is no reason to explain.

The next day, the long-lost government official finally showed up, and it was Chen Baihu, an old acquaintance, who went outside the city to count the losses.

He was holding a thick book and was followed by four or five men. Some were wearing the clothes of the Yamen, and some were holding the pants of the Yamen. The six of them could not put together two complete uniforms, and they looked a bit embarrassed.

When Chen Baihu saw Liu Ping, he said: "Your place is really a geomantic treasure. Last night, when they surrounded the bandit's den, the mob jumped over the wall and scrambled for it. Fortunately, His Highness the Crown Prince arrived in Jinling to investigate the case, and he also served as the emperor's funeral. He was so sad and angry. I am so desperate that I mobilized troops to encircle and suppress them all night, so you can feel at ease in the future."

As he said this, he raised his hands in the air again, but when he was about to jump over the wall in a hurry, the two followers behind Chen Baihu pursed their lips unnaturally.

When Chen Baihu and Liu Ping returned from their field tour, everyone was even more relaxed, and they repeatedly praised the villagers for being united and not suffering any losses. The rice next door had just been filled with grout, but it was pretty much ruined.

Zhao San leaned behind the door and listened to her husband and Chen Baihu discussing in low voices.

"Tsk, tsk, you didn't see that the one who robbed last night... I, a person who wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken, got two sticks from the bandits."

Liu Ping said: "What's wrong with this? Nowadays, no one's food is their life. Many places are out of business. There are many people in the family who are worried about eating. If you go to the street and ask, I guarantee that they will praise you." it is this."

Although he couldn't see it, Zhao San couldn't help but cover his mouth when he thought of Liu Ping giving a thumbs up in a serious manner. He was always good at bluffing.

"Indeed, it's a good thing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has come to inspect the south, otherwise our prefect's hair would have turned gray! Come on, I'll fill out some loss report for you, but don't tell anyone."

"Hey, thank you, Brother Chen. After you finish your errands, bring your brothers to my place. There are several pheasant nests on the mountain. Let's go pick them up. My wife's sister knows how to make wine, so she can bring her to it. It's always more affordable than the ones outside. You Say yes."

"Yes, yes, it's important. I have a level of freedom that I can't find anywhere else!"

There is a difference between a hundred households and a thousand households. The adults of a thousand households have more or less official status and are members of the imperial court, while a hundred households are equivalent to the village chief Li Zheng below.Of course, the rights must be much greater, but when there is no work to do, they are no different from farmers.

Zhao San didn't expect to be favored for once. As soon as they left, she pulled Liu Ping and asked: "Do we really have losses? Isn't it bad to make false reports?"

"Hahahaha." Liu Ping laughed heartily, took Zhao San in his arms, and said freely: "My third sister, your family used to farm. Do you know where anyone will report the loss and get compensation?"

Zhao San breathed a sigh of relief.