Liang Chuan put away the red deed, because Liang Chuan bought the land by himself to prepare to build a house, which is equivalent to buying an anvil base, which should be recorded in the Ding account book, which will be the basis for collecting taxes in the future. Huang Tiesi slowly wrote down the number of mouths in Liang Chuan's house, Lin Yiniang's name, although the previous place of origin has been forgotten, but from now on, you have to remember clearly, and if you settle in Xinghua, you will be registered in Xinghua.

Liang Chuan looked at the pen and slowly wrote down his name, the handwriting was neat and clear, that is, he was a person in this world from now on, and he hoped that he could be treated gently by this world, but he was a person who had experienced life and death, and he had seen more of the dark side of society than ordinary people.

This time the purchase of land was also smooth, except for a small price, everything else was smooth, except for the land in front of Zhang Qian's house, which could not be bought.

The land in front of Liang Chuan's house, that is, the land facing south, those tenant villagers have fled the famine for many years, and the imperial court stipulates that if they return to their hometown to continue farming after two years of desertion, then the land is still the original head of the household, but if they do not come back to cultivate for more than two years, and let the land be barren, then the official family will take back these lands, and if they want the land, they will have to go to the government to buy it, of course, they can also go to their own wasteland, this official family is encouraged, but such land is generally very thin, so thin that they can only barely make ends meet, and they do not pay taxes in the past few years. Later, I couldn't even pay the taxes.

Liang Chuan patted the red deed in his arms, and politely asked Huang Tiesi: "Lord Tiesi, I heard that these wastelands in front of my land have been abandoned for many years, can I buy one and a half acres of land?" ”

Huang Tiesi thought for a while, as if he remembered something, and walked to another Bogu shelf in the house, looked for a long time, and finally turned out another account book, Liang Chuan looked at it, and there were three big characters written on it. Huang Tiesi flipped through this booklet, read a lot, and said: "Coincidentally, you Fengshan land, you can't buy it if you want to, it's gone." ”

"Gone?" Even He Baozheng was a little surprised, as the Baozheng of this place, he would generally know about any land circulation, and he didn't have any impression when he didn't.

Huang Tisi looked at the anvil and said, "I issued you a red deed today, and I will help you change the previous location of the number of acres of land in this book, so as to find it in the future." As for the other land you just mentioned, because it was bought by others, Zheng Yuanwai, the rich man of Fengshan, bought it. ”

When He Baozheng and Brother Zhao came out of the county office, one was confused, and the other was gritting his teeth. He Baozheng was the one who gritted his teeth, and the things in the bamboo basket he was carrying were given to Huang Tiesi as tea fees, and it was empty at this time.

"Are all the officials of my Great Song Dynasty this virtuous?" He Baozheng looked at Liang Chuan in confusion and asked.

"To be precise, the person we met just now is not an official, but an official, a small official, you know?" Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng with an innocent face, "This is just the most unpopular little clerk in my Great Song Dynasty, they are not the officials of the Great Song Dynasty, and there are many officials in the Great Song Dynasty, all kinds of people, this kind of unpopular officials abound, most of them are not officials, but them, there are people in the court who care about the world, some people are corrupt and pervert the law, they are not popular, and the official career is sinister, most of them are entangled with you by these unpopular people, not one can say it clearly with this virtue." ”

He Baozheng is still angry, as the Baozheng of a village, he has witnessed the rise and fall of the glory and disgrace of Helu Village, what kind of life are the people of Helu living, most of the families are unable to live because of heavy taxes, and they are fleeing from death, and finally there is a person who is willing to settle in Helu, and he has to rely on gifts and bribes to get things done! "Then you can't take the people's things, they should do things for the people when they enjoy the court's money, how can they still take the people's things, look at the face of the little official just now, alas!"

Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng, both a little moved and a little wanted to laugh, probably because such simple people sincerely believe that scholars are good people for the country and the people, and our culture and our country can be passed down for thousands of years. He wanted to laugh a little because their thinking was too simple, and said, "Do you think he's bad?" ”

Brother Zhao couldn't help it, and grabbed it for He Baozheng: "That's definitely not good, bad officials will take the people's things." He Baozheng nodded in agreement.

Liang Chuan said: "You are wrong. Just now, the little official's practice is already very good, you think about it, if you spend the money, the thing is done again or you spend the money, but the thing can't be done well, or you plan to change the way to delay, the procedures for you to come according to the most cumbersome, and finally the thing is done, but a lot of time and effort has been spent, which one do you say is the best? ”

He Baozheng thought for a while and said: "Since I came here to do things, of course things can be done well." ”

Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng with appreciation and said: "You have opened up a little, that's right, what we want is that things can be done, since we can do things at the least cost at a small cost, and that little official is satisfied, we don't lose anything, so why not do it." People are good officials, but it doesn't mean that people have to saddle up the horse and immediately do things for us without leakage, people don't have this obligation, let alone this will, think about it, when you are in that position, when others are looking for you to find trouble, are you willing to get a little respect, or like a subordinate, tired and tired for you ordinary old surnames? ”

What kind of concept is this, Liang Chuan's words He Baozheng is simply unheard of, and the official has to take something to do things? And that's still good? He Baozheng muttered: "Oh my God, do the people of my Great Song Dynasty still have a way to live in this world?" ”

Liang Chuan smiled: "It's easy for no one to live. ”

He Baozheng was so silent that he didn't want to speak, because he thought of those people in He Lu before, a beautiful village that was once lively and vibrant, was depressed and dilapidated because of these dog officials, and in their eyes, they didn't care at all, and they didn't even have any conscience at all, they just wanted to take money and get benefits!

Liang Chuan looked at He Baozheng with a sad face, and said earnestly: "Let me tell you a story, there is a general who was born as a general, this general is both corrupt and bribery, but he is also very good at fighting, foreigners invaded their country many times and was defeated by him, he also got a lot of benefits and rewards, he took the benefits and rewards to bribe the officials above him, so his officials are getting bigger and bigger, and his rights are getting bigger and bigger, and with greater rights, the more he is greedy, the more generals are getting bigger and bigger, and he can lead more and more soldiers, The bigger the battle that can be commanded, the more the invading foreigners are really driven away. Are corruption a good thing or a bad thing? ”

He Baozheng was speechless.

Liang Chuan looked at the silent He Baozheng and said: "That person has a famous saying, I don't want to be a marquis, but I hope the sea is peaceful!" ”

Liang Chuan knew that his thinking was the thinking of later generations, and under the thinking of the ancestors and loyal monarchs in ancient times, it was simply a rebellious idea, and he didn't bother to talk about it anymore, "He Baozheng doesn't have to worry about this matter, let's go to the market to see if there are any fresh fruits and vegetables, and buy a little to give to Doctor Linghu!" ”

He Baozheng said angrily: "If you buy something again, it won't cost you money again!" ”

Liang Chuan said with a smile: "I can pay this money for Dr. Linghu, and Dr. Linghu was kind to our family yesterday, which is also reasonable." ”

In the market in the west of the city, the cakes selling snacks are put on the table, all kinds of steamed cakes, sugar cakes, door oils, chrysanthemum cakes are hotly sandwiched on the board and shouted for sale, as well as the plump pork buns, passers-by, take a bite of the buns with thin skin and full meat, and then drink a sip of bean juice or tea, the mouth has a lingering fragrance, the mouth is full of oil, the style is more numerous than the Yanchipu area, and it is more lively. The saliva in the mouth of Brother Zhao, who was provoked on the side, couldn't stop swallowing in his stomach, like a child who had never eaten a cake and couldn't move in front of the cake shop for a long time.

Liang Chuan felt distressed, and paid for several hot meat buns that had just been taken out of the steamer, and the three of them didn't care about the hot buns in their hands, so they stood on the street and ate them, eating happily.

The candy heart pears sold in the market in the west of the city are quite crisp, and there are snow-white radishes such as baby forearms, cabbage, and the Luhua chicken raised by the farmer himself is also quite fat. A bamboo basket was put full, ready to be sent to Ling Huchuan, as a substitute that had just been tainted by Huang Tiesi. A few items cost Liang Chuan hundreds of dollars, and He Baozheng's heart hurt even more, and he hated the yamen official Huang Tiesi even more.

The three of them carried a basket full of things, and walked to the mouth of the small mulberry alley where Linghuchuan lived in seclusion, as if there was an illusion, the mulberry tree at the entrance of the alley seemed to be slightly decayed, faintly lifeless, but today I saw that the new leaves have been drawn, like a small sapling growing vigorously, full of vitality and rhythm.

Walking into the alley, the little boy was gone, and the door of the pharmacy was locked, and in just one day, the copper lock and knocker on the door were like a century-old mansion, accumulating a thick layer of patina and ash, as if no one had ever lived here.

A thought flashed in Liang Chuan's mind, he seemed to remember something, these Taoist priests are too evil, the original cause of a series of accidents was the old Taoist priest who opened Q7, and now he has met a Linghu Chuan, is this group of people really cultivating immortals?