The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Husband, since Jin'er already knows his mistake, why do you still have to stay here for fifteen days?" For several days in a row, Cai Yan, as a mother, watched her child clearly not used to eating, but still trying hard to put food into his mouth. After all, it was a bit unbearable.

"As a human being, you should keep your word, and you must complete the path you choose no matter what." Chen Mo was chopping firewood, looking at his son feeding chickens in the distance, and said with a smile: "Are we only teaching children knowledge and martial arts?"

When Cai Yan heard this, she frowned and said, "What do you think I should teach you, husband?"

"Teach him to be a man, to be responsible for his words and deeds, to be filial, loyal, trustworthy, propriety, justice and shame. These things are in the books, but he doesn't understand. There are some things that you will never really understand without experiencing them. Learning is important, but why learn by ear? What's the use? How to behave? These are the things we really need to teach." Chen Mo looked at his son, took out a piece of cake from his arms and handed it to Cai Yan: "My wife has been suffering a lot these days, so I secretly ate some. , don’t let him see it.”

Cai Yan: "..."

I was touched and angry at the same time. My husband really didn't feel sorry for his son at all.

Cai Yan nodded and took a bite. It was his favorite pastry. He felt a little sweet in his heart. He carefully rewrapped the pastry. When Chen Mo looked at it, he whispered: "Eat it tonight."

"It's up to you." Chen Mo nodded and continued to chop wood.

There is not much work in winter, but if you really live in a farm family, it is impossible to have nothing to do, and it is impossible to have as much food as they usually have. Three meals a day, ordinary people, even under Chen Mo's rule, people today There is already some food left, but most of the time it’s just two meals a day.

As for the style of eating, naturally it cannot be compared with the Chen family. Even though Chen Mo is not too demanding in terms of appetite, the cooks in the family are those who cooked for the royal family in the past. No matter the cooking skills or the complexity of the ingredients, , the average wealthy gentry can't compare to it. Chen Jin grew up in this kind of environment, and suddenly started to eat simple meals. The kitchen worker also changed from a top-level cook to Chen Mo, who could barely cook the food. This feeling It's so different.

Chen Jin didn't eat much for lunch. After the meal, Chen Mo ran to the room to take a nap. Cai Yan pulled Chen Jin aside.

"What's the matter, mother? The child has to clean up the chicken coop." Little Chen Jin looked at his mother in confusion.

"It's not too late to eat something before going." Cai Yan took out the package of pastries from his arms, took out a piece of pastry and handed it to Chen Jinda.

"Mom, this is..." Chen Jin took it and swallowed.

"My son, please hurry up and eat what mom is carrying." Cai Yan said with a smile.

"This is my mother's favorite jujube cake." Chen Jin hesitated for a moment, then handed it back to Cai Yan: "Mother should eat it."

"Mom has eaten." Cai Yan shook his head and chuckled.

"Father won't blame him?" Chen Jin secretly looked in the direction of the bedroom and asked worriedly.

"Eat quickly so your father won't know." Cai Yan pushed the pastry and said.

"Hmm~" Chen Jin nodded, lowered his head and stuffed the pastry into his mouth. Although he had been away from home for less than half a month, he had never thought of this pastry as novel before, but when he ate it again now, the taste was as if It was like the most delicious delicacy in the world. As Chen Jin ate it, tears fell down.

"Eat slowly." Cai Yan wiped away Chen Jin's tears with some distress. This child has probably never suffered so much since he was born, right?

"Thank you, mother." After finishing the cake, Chen Jin licked his lips with some unfinished thoughts and saluted his mother.

"Go and rest for a while. The chicken coop will be cleaned in the afternoon." Cai Yan wiped his son's mouth and said.

"Um."

After sending his son away, Cai Yan returned to the bedroom with a guilty conscience. The firewood in the fireplace was burning brightly. Chen Mo seemed to have fallen asleep. Cai Yan breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the couch to rest.

"Have you finished eating?" Chen Mo asked abruptly, startling Cai Yan.

"Husband...have you seen it?" Cai Yan patted his heart and said.

"You can guess it without looking." Chen Mo took out another piece of jujube cake from his arms and handed it to her and said, "When I was young, my family was poor, and there were some delicious food at home, which my mother left to me."

"Husband, you already knew?" Cai Yan looked at Chen Mo and said dissatisfied.

"This is human nature, it's not difficult to guess." Chen Mo patted the bed and smiled.

"Did your husband deliberately give me my concubine to Jin'er?" Cai Yan glared.

"What you gave yourself has nothing to do with me." Chen Mo shook his head: "I won't give it to him either. Madam will be punished if she gives him food privately."

"Then how will the husband punish me?" Cai Yan gave Chen Mo a strange look. He didn't know what Chen Mo was thinking. He also felt sorry for his son, but he would not say it directly, let alone give it to him directly. Instead, he would give it to his son through himself. Food is not a big deal at all, but there are quite a lot of calculations. This man... haha~

"Madam will know in the evening." Chen Mo whispered in her ear.

Cai Yan spat softly and ignored him. After eating the jujube cake, he lay down with his back to Chen Mo and his clothes on. Chen Mo didn't care. He rested his arms on his pillow and thought about how to create difficulties for his son. There was nothing to do this winter. Doing this is not enough to understand the sufferings of the people. Perhaps when the spring plowing comes, we can use a more provocative method to let my son truly understand the hardships of the people.

In Chen Mo's view, no matter what you do in the future, you must at least know how to farm, how to recognize weather changes, and predict celestial phenomena. Astronomical phenomena may sound mysterious, but people who often farm can basically see celestial phenomena, and it is not very difficult. Precisely, but roughly when the wind is blowing and when the rain is heavy, even if the locals have not read the book, they basically know.

This way, even if Chen Mo fails one day and his family falls into poverty, he won't even know how to survive.

"Husband." Cai Yan turned around again and looked at Chen Mo and said, "Husband, you let Jin'er suffer. Are you trying to temper Jin'er with this?"

"I've said before that he wants to suffer. Another thing is that suffering is suffering. It has nothing to do with tempering people. How many people in this world suffer, and who has been tempered?" Chen Mo said with a smile, "People always think that people should suffer in order to grow, but it's not suffering itself that makes people grow. Suffering is suffering. What really makes people grow is that they can consider how to avoid suffering in this suffering. Suffering can indeed temper people's hearts and temper their patience, but that's all."

"Husband's thoughts are always different from others." Cai Yan nodded, thinking that Chen Mo's thoughts are often different from ordinary people, but thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

"So, don't listen to people saying that suffering is a good thing. Suffering for a year or two can indeed sharpen one's character, but if you suffer for a lifetime, you are incompetent." Chen Mo said calmly.

"Like my husband?" Cai Yan smiled.

"I am lucky to have met my mentor, and my family background is not too bad, so I am where I am today. I am afraid that the opportunities I have encountered in my life are difficult for ordinary people to encounter. But even if I can't be like me, as a farmer, as long as he is willing to work hard, make friends with neighbors, and find ways to cultivate more fields, he can at least become a rich family in this life. If he is lucky, he can become a village head or a third elder to provide a better life for his descendants. If his descendants are motivated, they may be able to enter the officialdom. If not, they can become a minor official. After one or two generations, they may be able to enter the officialdom. In this way, there will always be a generation of people who stand out in three or five generations." Chen Mo smiled. He was really lucky in his life. He was blessed by immortals and gods since he was a child. He was able to get in touch with many things that his peers could not get in touch with since he was a child. Then he met Zang Hong who introduced him to the officialdom, which gave him a step forward.

But even if he didn't meet a teacher, Chen Mo felt that his life would not be too bad. Maybe he could achieve some achievements by assisting Liu Bei or Cao Cao in Xuzhou at this moment.

Half a month passed, not a day was missed, every day Chen Jin was sent by Chen Mo to do something within his ability, in short, he would not be idle. When the half month was over, Chen Mo's family of three returned to Chang'an again, for Chen Jin, it was like a lifetime ago.

He still studied literature and martial arts every day, but compared to before, this time Chen Jin was much more diligent than before. If he didn't understand something, he would ask Chen Mo or Cai Yong. He looked much more stable than before he left.

The New Year has passed. According to the new year name, it is the second year of Jian'an. Guanzhong began to prepare for spring plowing. The new Chang'an plow has been distributed as a reward as mentioned before, but the people have not tried the convenience of the new plow and are not enthusiastic about it. After all, the new plow is far less than the plow of the past. Some families even received the new plow, but still used the old plow when plowing the fields.

It takes time to promote this thing. When people really experience the changes of the new plow, they will naturally pursue it. By then, there will be more Chang'an plows made by the craftsman camp, which will be enough to meet the demand.

Zang Hong has been in Xiliang for half a year. He has governed quite well. He even persuaded several Qiang tribes to establish trade relations with the Han people for Chen Mo, and established a market specifically for trading with the Qiang people to increase exchanges between Qiang and Han.

Zang Hong and Chen Mo have some differences on the issue of integrating the Qiang people. In Zang Hong's view, if you want to integrate the Qiang people, you don't have to force them to integrate. Instead, you should increase exchanges between the two ethnic groups, let the Qiang people experience the strength and wealth of the Han people, and attract the Qiang people to actively ask to integrate into the Han Dynasty.

In fact, the Han Dynasty has done this to the Xiongnu over the years. It's a pity that although a lot of them have been integrated, the Xiongnu has not weakened or disappeared directly because of this.

The reason is that whether it is the Xiongnu or the Qiang people, they have their own clan leaders and heads. Even if some of them are attracted by the Han people and integrated into the Han people, they are provided with more resources to encourage them to have children. In this way, they may not really weaken them.

"But Mr. Ziyuan seems to have come up with a plan recently, which is quite interesting." Li Ru suddenly laughed when he talked to Chen Mo about Xiliang.

"Oh?" Chen Mo asked curiously: "What plan did my teacher come up with?"

"If a Qiang woman can marry a Han family, whether as a wife or a concubine, the government office will send a sheep or a foal as a betrothal gift on behalf of the Han family. At the same time, the Han family will reduce the annual tax by 30% as a dowry for the Qiang people. I heard that in Anding, many Han men have taken Qiang women as concubines." Li Ru laughed.

"This... is a bit cruel!" Chen Mo rubbed his temples and said: "Notify General Hua Xiong to send all the sheep he robbed last year to my teacher."

"Yes!"