Shiqiao Village is indeed different, and even Gu Qing, a person who is not very sensitive to external things, can detect its difference.

I have the money to marry my mother-in-law, tsk!

What's so good about mother-in-law? The physical strength is exhausted at night, where does the strength come from when working the next day? How can I earn money to support my family if I don't have the strength? The family can't afford to support it, what should I do if my mother-in-law runs away? So it's a vicious circle.

The weather in autumn was a little cool, Gu Qing wore an extra shirt today, which was given by Shi Daxing, dark cyan fabric, silk tuft flower lining, and a jade inlay on the belt that was not very conspicuous.

Sitting under the old locust tree in the middle of the village, Gu Qing was leisurely and bored, squinting at the villagers coming and going, poking his little finger into his ear, and plucking his ear again and again.

The internal injuries he suffered when he killed Yao Guitang were still not healed, his chest felt stuffy from time to time, and his ribs also hurt, Gu Qing was currently in the stage of recuperating from his injuries with nothing to do.

The carved shape of the mountain made the villagers a little awe-struck, and when they passed in front of Gu Qing, they all bowed and saluted, and the villagers with food in their hands generously held the food in both hands and handed it to him, and then took two steps back and bowed again reverently.

After sitting for a long time, Gu Qing became more and more unhappy, some villagers saluted as if worshiping God, and some villagers stepped across the lunge and handed out food with one hand, dried fruits and dried meat or something, as if walking on thin ice like feeding a gorilla in a cage.

I feel offended.

There were also bold people who stepped forward to talk to him, speaking very politely, with a respectful tone as if facing the elders, every time Gu Qing said a word, the villagers immediately bowed their heads and ears, and almost took notes in a small notebook.

After sitting for a while, Gu Qing had to get up, he just came out to bask in the sun, and he didn't want to see the warmth and coldness of the world.

Shiqiao Village is different, I don't know when, the village is divided into two classes, all the villagers are one class, and Gu Qing belongs to the other class. The accumulation of power and money is destined to draw a clear line between the status of human beings.

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"It's not surprising that the villagers respect you, and you are an evil existence that betrayed the village tyrant, and everyone respects you and fears you, so naturally."

Song Gensheng was the only one in the village who had no fear in front of him at all, and his speech became more and more heart-wrenching, and the bear child was beaten less, and his personality often shifted in an unpredictable direction.

How cute the well-behaved, sensible and pitiful Song Gensheng was at the beginning, now he is kicking his nose more and more, when he gradually found out that Gu Qing was actually not so irritable, at least he would not beat his friends casually, Song Gensheng seemed to have found the joy of life, and tried frantically on the verge of death again and again.

Squatting at the door like Gu Qing, Song Gensheng's mouth was stuffed with dried fruits given to Gu Qing by the villagers, and he slurped, using his temperament and posture to prove that he was really a parallel import.

Gu Qing scratched his head a little irritably.

The matter of driving the villagers to get rich was completely unintentional to him. After building the porcelain kiln, he just wanted to invite some villagers to be coolies, after all, he was the village tyrant, and he didn't say that the people gathered, at least no one dared to object, as for paying the villagers, it was a matter of course, but he didn't expect that unconsciously, he already had incomparable prestige in the village, he became a good person, a person of high morality, and a leader who led the villagers to a well-off to achieve modernization, and made the tide......

This is really a big misunderstanding, isn't it good for everyone to maintain a simple relationship between capitalists and exploited workers?

Words like "virtuous and respectable" are also a kind of moral kidnapping, in the future, when Gu Qing wants to do bad things, wants to run rampant in the township, and wants to snatch the eggs in the baskets of the villagers, how can he be embarrassed to do it?

Gu Qing was actually very afraid that others would place too high expectations on him, because others lacked understanding of him, and they would put him in a very high position without knowing anything, and if he was so blindly touted, he would one day blindly fall him down.

"Or ...... How about I beat you up in front of the villagers? Gu Qing and Yan Yuese discussed with Song Gensheng.

Song Gensheng was stunned, his mouth stuffed with dried fruits and looked like a frightened little hamster.

"Why?" Song Gensheng swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously, and said weakly: "...... Because I ate your dried fruit? ”

Gu Qing sighed: "No...... I just want the villagers not to think of me as a good person, it's a lot of pressure, why can't everyone be normal and treat me like an ordinary bastard. ”

Song Gensheng found that the three views in the Purple Mansion were shaking again, and he hurriedly used his power to regulate pranayama and suppress it.

"Gu Qing, you are normal, don't let me not keep up with you, I call myself your confidant outside, you make me very helpless." Song Gensheng was a little frightened, organized his language, and said, "Why do you want to be a bastard?" ”

Gu Qing glanced at him and said, "Although you are half a scholar, it is difficult for me to explain it to you, I can only say that it is much more convenient to be a bastard than to be a good person, because there is no moral shackles, and the scale of action and the choice of good and evil are much more relaxed than those of good people, which is very helpful for survival." ”

Song Gensheng nodded as if he didn't understand: "I kind of understand what you mean." ”

Then Song Gensheng asked again: "If you want to be a bastard, why do you beat me up in front of the villagers?" What does it have to do with me? ”

"If I don't beat you up, how can the folks believe I'm actually a bastard?"

Song Gensheng was shocked: "Just because of this? Why me? ”

"Idle is idle, aren't you idle? Besides, we know each other very well, and I'm a little embarrassed to beat people I don't know. ”

Song Gensheng jumped into a rage, and muttered distractedly: "No wonder you once said that you are sometimes not human at all, I always thought you were humble ...... before"

"I've been honest even though I've been a jerk."

His chest was tight, and Zhang Huaiyu gave him a few pills, which were black and brown, and the taste was strange and I don't know what medicinal herbs were refined. Gu Qing has eaten a few pills, and the internal injuries have really eased a lot, it should be effective, and it will probably heal in a few days.

Rubbing his chest, Gu Qing looked at Song Gensheng and said, "You said before that you wanted to be an official, did you really have this idea or did it come on a whim?" ”

"Of course I do." Song Gensheng smiled bitterly: "But I haven't read enough books, and most of the scientific examinations will not pass." ”

"If you know that you can read less, you should honestly read more." Gu Qing pinched his ears with his little thumb and said casually: "Yesterday, I asked Hao Dong to go to Qingcheng County to find a few unambitious scholars, and invite them to settle in our village, tomorrow you find some villagers and craftsmen to cut wood and quarry, find a place in the village to build a village school, and after you build it, you will also go in as a student, and by the way, all the children in the village who have nothing to do all day long will also be driven into the village school to study." ”

Song Gensheng was taken aback by Gu Qing's thoughts: "Village school? It costs a lot of money, books, paper, pens, ......."

Gu Qing's little thumb was withdrawn from his ear, and he flicked his fingers, which was refreshing.

"Haven't you noticed that my temperament has recently become a nouveau riche domineering? Read your own books, and don't worry about money, I'm not short of money. ”

Song Gensheng thought for a while, and then said: "I am the only one in the village who reads, why do I let other children also study?" ”

"You're a big one, and it seems that you're about to lose your weight at the moment, so I'll have to prepare a few small ones."