Every family imports Ding, and the son grows up to marry a daughter-in-law, but the county seat is so big, many families are squeezed into one room for several generations, there are many people, and there is no place to stand at home.

Not having a house to live in is one thing, and there is food and drink, all of which they have to pay a high price for, and even the firewood burned at home has to be bought from the farmers. Don't think that the people in the county town can cut down the trees on the mountains outside the county seat at will, those mountains are all things from nearby villages, and if the people in the county town rush to cut them down and be beaten to death, it will be in vain. As for picking mushrooms and leafy vegetables, don't think about it, unless you go to the ownerless mountain in the deep mountains, there are thieves around the county! ”

The people in the village dislike the people in the city?

Du Xiaoxi was also drunk.

But what Master said makes sense.

I don't know anything else, but Du Xiaoxi knows that the firewood in the village can't be cut casually.

Except for a few hills in Dujia Village that have been reclaimed for farming, the rest belong to the public property of the clan, and usually no one says anything to their children to find wild vegetables and mushrooms. But there are a lot of rules for moving large items. Usually, you can't cut too much firewood for cooking, and you can only cut branches for firewood, not the whole tree. In winter, the amount of firewood stored at home for the winter is also roughly determined according to the number of people. Whoever wants to cut firewood and sell it in the county town must also give the village a sum of silver as the capital of firewood.

They are so harsh to the people of their village, let alone the people who come to grab their firewood.

Du Xiaoxi savored it carefully, and suddenly realized that there were still too many people and too few things. The only solution is to have fewer children and more trees.

Master Xile saw that Du Xiaoxi agreed a little, and Ning Jing, a person who has been living at a high level, couldn't understand it at all, so he continued.

I don't know if you've heard a sentence, "Three lives are unfortunate, and the county is attached to Guo; Three lives do evil. Attached to Guofu City; The evil is full of evil, attached to Guo Jingcheng. ”

Tranquility nodded, it was just a complaint from a low-level petty official.

"A county magistrate and the boss who manages him feel that he is not lucky in three lifetimes, and he feels that he has been so unlucky because he has done evil things in three lifetimes when he works around the city, and he feels that he has ruined the entire universe in his previous life when he is serving in the vicinity of the capital. This sentence is from the standpoint of the small county order, and it is also the voice of the people.

The richer the place, the more fierce the fighting, and for the poor, the small and remote county town was not necessarily worse than Kyoto. If the ancestors have had a bad life in the county for generations. If anyone sues them, they can have a field in the future. You can have food and clothing without worrying about it, and many people are still willing to take risks. “

Du Xiaoxi didn't understand what the master meant, she still couldn't accept the fact that the people in the county town slaughtered the village in order to get the land, after all, it is common for villages in the village to marry each other's daughters. There are relationships between villages and villages, and it is too unreliable to send people to slaughter villages!

"Anyway, Zhou Lane is quite close, let's go and see what the terrain is, and it won't take much effort to see what the bull ghosts and snake gods are." The Joy Master's words determine the next journey.

They were going to see why Sun Qian's village had been slaughtered.

Zhou Xiang was near a branch not far away, and when Ning Ning pulled the imperial flag and was welcomed into the city under the kneeling of the officials, Du Xiaoxi also followed the master into the city.

They were going to go to Pingyuan Village, where Sun Qian's house was located, to have a look.

"Master. What is it? Du Xiaoxi helped Liu Yao wipe things on his face. Since you want to make an unannounced visit, you naturally have to dress up in disguise.

The yellow-brown oil was smeared on their faces, and Du Xiaoxi and Liu Yao soon turned into two sallow and sallow malnourished children. Du Xiaoxi is very curious about this kind of juice that does not fade.

The Master of Joy smeared himself even darker. said indifferently: "The juice pressed by walnut skin will not change for a few days when you wipe it on your face." ”

Du Xiaoxi thought about it, every time he peeled walnut sprouts to make one hand black, he secretly praised that sure enough, the master is in the people, there is nothing that can't be done, only unexpected.

Sun Qian was also wiped a lot. Changing into tattered clothes, a monk and three children of different sizes thought about the downcast people who lost their homes in the movement.

Master Xile led the three of them straight to the Niangniang Temple outside the city.

The ground movement near Zhouxiang is not very large, far less than the southeast of Wuzhou. It is not strict that the damage to houses in the city is not severe. The Niangniang Temple outside the city was built very well due to the builder's respect for the gods, and it is still firmly erected outside the city.

After the earth moved, there were many new beggars in Zhou Xiang. Many of them are homeless and have lived here for a long time. Seeing a down-and-out monk come in with three children, no one cared, still sleeping and talking.

Master Xile led the three of them to sit down in a deserted place near the temple gate, and several young beggars next to them were chattering around and talking happily.

"I heard that the emperor's son is here, and there is no rice and no food to help a disaster!"

"I've heard about it, but the people from the county government won't let us see it, and there are so many people who don't let us see it!"

"It is the widest management of this county order, I heard that the land division of Nanhe Village is made by the county order, and the county order directly collected the money from others and sold the land."

When he heard about the sale of land, Sun Qian's body trembled.

"Hey, these eight villages have suffered, do you say that the prince dares to come down and kill people when he comes?" A beggar whispered to a few others.

The other retorted in a smaller voice: "Fart beard, we've been stable here for so many years, where have we ever had a beard." Didn't you notice that the people living in the new villages didn't know where they came from? ”

"Huh? Isn't it a family in the county town who doesn't want to stay in the county seat and wants to go back to the village to farm? ”

"Hehe, we've been in the county for so many years, can't the people in the county see it?"

"Have you lived enough?" The old beggar who was napping next to him scolded loudly when he saw that the two of them were talking more and more casually.

"Hey, hey, Grandpa Cheng, I'm talking."

The two young beggars closed their mouths and didn't dare to say more.

Seeing that there was no corner to listen to, Du Xiaoxi took out a hard dough cake from his arms and ate it with a hum.

"Little sister, where do you want this cake? Let's try our luck. The two beggars swallowed their saliva and came up.

Du Xiaoxi swallowed the food in his mouth dryly, and said blankly: "It was given by a kind person." ”

"Where are the good Samaritans?"

"In the village."

The two beggars were obviously unconvinced, and one of them snorted one by one, "Who are you fooling?" The villages outside the city are now quite bearded. Those new arrivals to the village have no time to pay attention to your little baby in a few days. Don't say it if you don't want to! We won't rob you! “

Du Xiaoxi grabbed the dough with both hands, and looked curious, "Brother, what is a beard?" Is it someone with a long beard as long as Master? “

The two beggars glanced at the old monk with a scumbag beard, and smiled, the bandit's beard is not the beard of the old monk, and the bandit is afraid that he will be caught by someone who will recognize his true face and go to the government. (To be continued.) )