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Before dawn, the sparrows were arguing on the windowsill, and his intermittent dreams were gone.

He sat up in chagrin and sighed heavily, the heart-scratching hunger in his stomach seemed to sense that he was completely awake, and began to collect the remnants of the strength that he had forcibly repelled yesterday, and to make a big fuss again.

What bad luck!

He muttered and lay down on the mess, trying to pretend to sleep for a while. But this deceitful attempt to teach the hateful stomach to see through it became louder and louder, and he could not sleep any longer.

"Daddy ...... child," his wife cried timidly in the corner, "think of a way." ”

He sat up again as if he was angry, and replied roughly, "Yes, yes...... I just know how to eat!"

He dragged his rotten shoes and cursed out of the dark shack, his home.

When he went out and looked up, his heart sank again. Last night's wind really blew the grass roof on the shack to pieces, and the rest of the part looked like it was ravaged, and looked at him pitifully, as if sorry and said helplessly: I'm sorry, I can't hold on......

Who can hold on?

He stood there, wanting to cry without tears.

In his later life, there was an old man who was called a poet saint by later generations, and wrote a poem "Song of the Thatched House Broken by the Autumn Wind", which can just describe his state of mind at the moment, but he can't even do this bit of expressing his heart, because he is just a peasant in the Western Zhou Dynasty, illiterate, let alone studying. He had heard of a song that sang, "Big mouse, big mouse, don't eat my grain," to satirize the fat nobles, but what was the use? For his present condition, singing was a waste of effort, and it was nothing more than a waste of starving people.

He walked wearily and boredly on the ridge, kicking up dry yellow dust with every step.

The drought had lasted for a long time, and although it occasionally rained, it did little to help the thirsty crops, and by the time of the autumn harvest he had cut only a third of last year's grain. Except for those who must be kept for seeding, and then repay the loans of previous years, the rice that can be used to make ends meet in the hoarding can be counted with grains.

Therefore, he carefully looked for the wild vegetables on the side of the road, and if he was lucky, he found a few seedlings, and got them back and boiled them with rice to deceive them into water......

But the wild vegetables disappeared without a trace, and there were many people in the same situation as him, and the wild vegetables had already been hollowed out, and the roots were rare to see.

He searched for a long time, and his legs became weak, so he decided to sit on the ridge to rest.

From the other side of the hill came the horns of the slaves.

It was the people of the countryman's family threshing. The fields of the villagers' families are large, there are many people, and the grain cannot be eaten every year, whether it is abundant or famine.

He swallowed enviously, and climbed up the slope to look that way: rows of slaves bent over, cutting ripe grass in the ground almost at right angles, numb and mechanical. On the slightly higher ridge, Tian Guan, who was standing with a whip in his hand, supervised them majestically, and when he caught a glimpse of anyone showing signs of laziness, he immediately whipped it away without mercy, and there was an extra blood mark on the **** thin back......

Normally he would have said they were pitiful, but now he was even more pitiful than them. The slaves still had something to eat after their work, and his family starved to death.

He pondered until it was almost noon, and slapped his thigh violently: He must be ruthless and save the grain for planting first! Next year's affairs will be discussed next year!

The handsome boy was stunned by his complaints, but still said kindly: "You can talk about it." ”

"It's not the Son of Heaven's expedition to the west!" he simply squatted down, hugged his head aggrievedly, and sobbed, "It's lively, it's a white wolf and a white deer for a while, a moment it's a Guangjun Xianjun, and a moment it's the Son of Heaven's journey to the west...... It's all stuff in the clouds, and we people just want to eat, so what do they do?! They don't have a long heart's heart! We will also collect the fields today, and tomorrow, and we will not be able to drink the porridge in the end! We are still clamoring for the westward expedition! Please come down and take a look, if the stones can be eaten, I am afraid that the mountains will also be eaten by us. Oh...... Can't live anymore......"

The handsome boy stared at him and didn't say a word.

"You're right. After a long time, the handsome boy said, "I have some gold, I can help you......"

He was confused: "Gold is useless!

The handsome boy thought for a while: "Then, I'll give you some dried meat and rice noodles." ”

He couldn't believe his ears: "Really?!Thank you, Lord for your deep kindness!"

"Nope. The handsome boy seemed a little embarrassed, "Some small things are not enough to worry about." ”

He took a basket of rice noodles and a basket of dried meat, carried it on his shoulders and went home happily. can be regarded as an eye-opener, his parents have a spirit, and he sent such a living immortal to the ground and pulled him in a desperate situation.

After he was gone, his benefactor remained silent for a long time until the sun was slightly westerly.

"Let's go, Varnish. A slender white hand stretched out from inside the car and gently touched him.

The handsome boy smiled slightly and said gently, "Okay, Feng'er." ”

He hid back in the car and covered the curtain for his fiancée, Princess Luhou, for fear that she would catch a cold. Linfeng reclined on the soft pillow, his eyes shining with regret, silently soothing him.

Shangguang understood the meaning of her eyes, and the depression in her heart had long since vanished.

He said suddenly: "On this trip, we have to enjoy the scenery all the way, and don't let down the good autumn light." When we arrived at Fengfu, we abandoned the car and boarded the boat, went east along the Jishui River, passed through the Cao State, and arrived at the Ren State, where we spent the winter, closer to the Lu State. ”

Lin Feng was confused: "Why do we have to go to the country of Lu?"

"Lu Gong has been sick recently, he is very afraid that it is the brother he killed, that is, the curse of the ghost of the previous Lu Gong, so he invited many wizard doctors from all over the world to treat him, we stay around there, it will be beneficial to your recovery. In addition, the winter days in the south are also warmer than those in the north. Glazing patiently explained.

Linfeng's cheeks flushed: "You are very thoughtful. ”

Shangguang rubbed the red jade flute, and his gaze involuntarily wandered elsewhere.

"Don't think about it anymore, Varnishe. Lin Feng knew that he had not been freed from the words of the farmer he saved, "I will continue to listen to the song you didn't finish." ”

Glazing shook her fingertips and brought the red jade flute to her lips......

Ishar urged the carriage, Yun Ze folded the curtains, and the guards in micro-suits followed the car, and the group embarked on the journey......

Father.

This is a small country next to the Jishui River, which is inconspicuous on the vast territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and is even less ranked among the princes of Yunyun who are known as the "Eight Hundred Feudal Countries".

But Linfeng likes it very much.

She loves to see it nestled peacefully on the side of the river, not prosperous or noisy, but it has an indifferent atmosphere, tolerant and gentle to wrap the generations of people living here. And the residents are also quite affected by this atmosphere, talking, walking, and even doing business, all slowly, leisurely, and steady, and not shocked.

Kamiko had the same pleasure as she did in this regard, so she chose a country dirt road away from the city to go to a more remote and quiet place. The two of them looked at the customs outside from the car, talking and admiring, endlessly.

"The mountains are hidden in the clouds, the fishermen ask questions, if life is like this, what more can the husband ask for. He was so happy that he sang casually.

Lin Feng read it word by word, and teased him: "You used to say that you were clumsy in singing, you were too modest." ”

Glazing is embarrassed: "Where, I spelled ...... randomly"

Talking and laughing, the carriage passed through a village. The entrance of the village was crowded three times inside and three times outside, so it was not lively! Men, women, and children all stretched their necks and stretched their faces to quietly watch a wealthy and well-dressed field official holding the nose rope of an old cow in one hand and beating an old couple with a cane in the other.

"Hateful!" Linfeng was in a state of interest, straightened up, stretched his arms out of his sleeves, and started a fire, "Is there any royal law?!"

Kamitsu held her down and got out of the car to inquire in person.

When he arrived outside the circle of people, people were busy paying attention to the old couple rolling in the soil, and no one paid attention to him, so he chose a man who stood far away and seemed unwilling to have anything to do with the circle, and asked politely: "Little brother, what happened to beat the old man? ”

The man squinted his eyes and swept at him, and said succinctly: "They didn't hand over the land for tomorrow's county magistrate to hunt in the autumn, and they didn't hand over the prey, so they were punished." ”

Kamitsu was surprised: "Autumn hunting, in the farmland?"

The man smiled, "Yes." ”

Shangguang went straight into the human circle, raised his hand, and caught Tian Guan's stick in mid-air: "That's enough." ”

Everyone couldn't help but open their mouths and gasp when they saw such a good boy coming out of the ground. As soon as Tian Guan ate him, he lost face, and when he was about to shout, he suddenly saw that he was dusty and extraordinary, and he felt three points shorter, and he was respectful; when he saw at least ten Kong Wu guards lined up next to his car, he became more and more sincerely afraid: "My lord, the boy is a retainer of the county magistrate, and he acts on the orders of the county magistrate, please don't embarrass the boy." ”

"Old man, dare to ask Gao Shou?" Shangguang ignored it and turned his head to help the old couple.

The old man stood up with difficulty and wiped his tears: "It's just over seventy ......"

Shangguang frowned slightly: "The Son of Heaven has a decree, and the old people who are over seventy years old are issued with wooden sticks engraved with filial piety birds-hooves." Whoever has a cane is entitled to the provision of the state and is not subject to any punishment, which is a privilege for those who violate it, whether high or low...... Don't you?"

He said sternly and solemnly, and some of the people around him were amazed, and some turned their heads and ears, and they all suddenly realized. Tian Guan wanted to stop it, but he didn't have the guts.

"I don't know these ......things," replied the old woman, tremblingly, "I have only two sons, the eldest of whom died while cutting the dog, and the younger one has always been sick and weak, and the only thing the family hopes for is that thin land and an old cow, and the county magistrate will requisition it, and the three of us will not survive......

Kamitsu pondered for a moment, then knocked on the window under the carriage: "Madam, it seems that we have to stay here for the night." ”

Lin Feng said casually: "Okay." ”

After a moment, she chewed something strange, and her face burned to the base of her neck.

Shangguang had already spoken to the Tian official: "Go and ask your county magistrate to come to the autumn hunt with me tomorrow, his prey is stored in me first." ”

Tian Guan said repeatedly: "Yes, yes!"

When things subsided, the strange crowd refused to disperse, and retreated to a farther place to point out Shangguang and his party, and the man who was outside the circle at first silently came to the old couple and hugged them to leave.

"Are you alright, child?" said the old woman, who was beaten, clutched the man's arm with concern, her cloudy eyes full of worry.

The man said nonchalantly, "Oh, no, mother. ”

Lin Feng looked at it clearly in the car, and couldn't help but lift the curtain: "Hey, you! Your parents were bullied, and you didn't protect them?!"

The man stared at her amusedly, "Protection, you mean to let me get beaten too?"

"At the very least, you can stand in the way for your parents. Lin Feng was surprised by his attitude, "Isn't this what a human child should do?"

The man retorted, "I don't think so. First, I am not strong, and I can't beat Tian Guan; second, I have no power, and even if I do, I won't be able to end up; third, I can't achieve the first two things, so why bother begging for a beating? I'm a middle-aged son of my parents, and they love me very much, maybe hitting me is more sad than hitting them, do you say yes or no? Therefore, is it wrong for me not to block it?"

Linfeng was stunned.

He was talking about the Tao at the head, and he didn't pay attention to it, but he couldn't find any mistakes.

Taking advantage of her speech, he smiled at the top of his mouth: "Go into my house, otherwise tomorrow the county magistrate will come and won't be able to find you, and my family will be miserable by you." You are not allowed to run!"

Shangguang shook his head and pulled Linfeng into the old couple's house.

It's night.

Linfeng ate a little bit and walked in the courtyard with Kamimitsu.

The moonlight is like water, and the four fields are clear.

Having made up his mind, he clenched his fists and walked back, as if he was going to fight someone.

Gathered in front of the house, three older children, male and female, were playing in the mud with their bare buttocks. This kind of scene, which is absolutely not seen in aristocratic families, is normal in commoners' homes, and parents don't care about it. When the father is busy looking for food, when the mother is busy taking care of the newborn baby, who is always being born, the baby is usually sallow and thin, and sleeps soundly with saliva against the mother's **, like a sick little monkey. If the fate is good, the child can barely grow up with a few mouthfuls of milk, and if the fate is bad, dig a pit and bury it in his own field, which will become fertilizer for the next year, and it will not be in vain to give birth to him with the blood of his father and mother.

Thinking of this, he took the crying baby from his wife's arms and put it on the grinding plate, and at the same time instructed his wife: "Open the hoard, cook!"

The wife was startled, didn't dare to say more, wiped the corners of her eyes and prepared to start a fire. The three older children jumped up and down with joy.

As soon as I scooped half a gourd scoop of rice with a shudder, there was a wave of noise outside the door, and people were neighing.

He went to the door, and a few horse-drawn carriages approached from a distance, and more than a dozen strong men opened the way, calling the name of the head of the household, and shouting the words that taught him to tremble: "Deliver the rations!!"

"Oh my God!" he let Ray slap his head, and in his eagerness he woke up, and beckoned his wife to hide the little grain of the family anyway. The two of them were in a hurry and panicked, but the sharp-eyed men looked at them, grabbed them without saying anything, and collapsed on the car.