A village outside Pengcheng. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bang!" With a loud bang, the door of the farmhouse was kicked open, and a group of fierce and vicious servants rushed into the farmhouse, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets looking for grain, and after a short time, they broke out of the door with some surplus grain and some softness hidden in his arms, ignoring the peasants who were holding his thighs behind him and begging.

"Let go, who would dare to stop the old man from collecting grain?" The servant kicked away the old farmer behind him, scolded and spitted, "Just such a little food, it's not enough for me to pay the errand, and you want me to let you go?" Then who will let me go? ”

"Brother Bing, please, it rained heavily this year, and the crops were confiscated and rotted in the ground, our family of eight will live on this surplus grain this year, if you take it all away, how can we live!" I'm kowtowing to you, please, let us go! "A peasant girl who was barely pretty in appearance, but was only eleven or twelve years old, and was in the prime of her life, ran out from behind the house and threw herself at the feet of the servant. Ignoring the pouring rain in the sky, she threw her head on the ground full of mud and stones, and the splash of muddy water fell on her face, and she couldn't tell whether it was muddy water, rain, or tears.

"What to do? Buy it with Master Taishou! The old man said that in two days, he would open a warehouse to sell grain, but at this price...... Hehe, but you look good, just follow Lao Tzu, hehe! As he spoke, he smiled lewdly and pulled the girl up.

"Don't, we don't want food, please, let go of our girl!" The old farmer's face changed greatly when he heard this.

"Dead old man, let me go! It's your blessing that Lao Tzu can see her, don't give Lao Tzu greasy and crooked here, get out! Seeing that the old man did not let go, the official saw that there were only two old men and women in their fifties, a young man of twelve or thirteen years old, a young girl, and a child of five or six years old. The old and the young flashed a trace of fierceness in their impatient eyes. With his left hand, he grabbed the girl and the grain bag with little grain, and with his right hand, he pulled out a stick and smashed it on the old peasant, looking at the whistling wind, if this stick was smashed, the old peasant's head would have to bloom a bloody flower!

"Stop!" When it was too late, he saw a black shadow flash, and the wooden stick in the officer's hand was crooked, and it smashed into the puddle on the side, splashing him with muddy water. But the official didn't dare to attack, and arched his hand: "Xiang Gongzi." ”

It turned out that a carriage stopped at the head of the village at some point, and it was Xiang Yu who sat under the canopy in front of the car. The black shadow just now was a stone he had thrown.

"It's good to collect grain, why rob people and hurt people's lives?" A spotless little hand with white gloves stretched out from the carriage, and a white shadow in the carriage could be faintly seen, and a soft and pleasant voice with a hint of pity came from the carriage.

"Yes, brothers, withdraw!" The official turned out to be a small leader, and when he saw that it was Xiang Yu, he waved his hand and all the dozen or so officials in the village were withdrawn, leaving only a messy village in the heavy rain.

"Thank you, benefactor." The old farmer who escaped death trembled and brought his granddaughter to thank him.

"You're welcome, just a gesture." Ziyan smiled slightly. At this time, the end of summer and the beginning of autumn were the time when food was most scarce, so she noticed that almost only the people who went to this family had gained a little from the official servant just now, and his house was the best in the village. Watching Xiang Yu talk to the old man as planned, he "inadvertently" said Yin Tong's "plan to make a fortune", which provoked the villagers who came over to be angry.

He stretched out his hand and beckoned the girl, "Little sister, what's your name?" ”

"I don't have a name...... Daddy's name is my girl. The girl replied timidly.

"Little sister, you have a very good family, and your family loves you very much." Purple smoke wiped the muddy water from her face. Just now, the old man would rather not have food than keep her, how precious this is in the era of treating daughters and even children as objects.

"Hmm!" When it comes to her family, the girl's eyes shine, "Daddy said, no matter what, we all have to be together as a family, and no one is missing." As she spoke, the light in the girl's eyes dimmed, and big tears fell: "My father and mother hid in the mountains to escape, I don't know what happened, now there is no surplus food at home, how to send them food...... How are we going to live without food now?! ”

Ziyan couldn't bear it in her heart, so she said, "Then are you willing to follow me?" Not to mention anything else, at least you don't have to starve and freeze, if you do well, you can also solve the food and clothing of your family. ”

Seeing that the girl's eyes were shining, she was about to agree, but the grandmother next to her hurriedly refused: "No need, no matter how hard and tired we are, there is no hurdle that we can't get over as a family, thank you for your kindness." "But grandma, we have no food, father and ......brother," the girl said hurriedly. It's okay, as long as our family is reunited, there is no hurdle that we can't get over. The old man patted his granddaughter on the back and comforted her.

Ziyan looked at her nose and was moved by their affection. She knew that the old man was reluctant to let his granddaughter go to the big family's house to be a maid and suffer. She wanted to help this kind family, and after thinking about it, she made up her mind and said, "Then do you have any skills?" I'll see if I can help you find a job so you can get some food. ”

"I can weave!" The girl's eyes were shining again, and she looked at Ziyan with hope.

"Weaving?"

"Yes, the cloth woven by my sister is the best in ten miles and eight towns!" The little boy on the side said proudly.

"Weaving? Textile? The textile industry is one of the earliest industries......" Ziyan thought, thinking about it, a plan that had been lingering in her mind for a long time could finally be realized! "What about the raw materials used to weave the cloth? Ma Ge silk, is there one? Is it easy to find? ”

"There are all kinds of hemp and arrowroot, so it's easy to find, but silk is more troublesome." The old man said.

"Okay, old man, please find a hidden and open place, and I will tell you what to do in two days later. Also, as long as the girls in the neighborhood can weave, they can come, and tell them that as long as they come and do their work well, I will take care of their food and clothing, and if they do a good job, they can also exchange food. There are also children, it doesn't matter if you don't have the strength, as long as you can do the work I assigned, you will have the same food! ”

This scene is constantly playing out in various parts of the meeting. Ziyan's strategy is very simple, which is to turn this matter into a well-known secret in officialdom and pass on the facts of this matter. It was not the Xiang family who did the work, but the officials who were destined to execute the power from the Xiang family. They did this just to get a piece of the pie during the execution, anyway, the East Window incident was too guarded, and the law did not blame the public. The upward and downward effects, layer by layer of pyramid-shaped plates are peeled down, and what is spread to the people has become an astronomical amount.

At this time, what the Xiang family has to do is to save the lives of the people when they collect grain, anyway, they don't block the officials' financial path, and they are happy to give the Xiang family a face. So the Xiang family saved their lives for nothing and established their reputation among the people. As for the benefits, haha, they want to execute the power from the Xiang family, so they have to give a share, right? Therefore, there is a share of food, and the prestige belongs to the Xiang family, as for the infamy, it is necessary for Yin Tong to take care of it. However, Ziyan's behavior today was purely temporary, and she didn't expect to give her a chance to realize a plan that she had wanted to do for a long time.