Chapter Forty-Nine: Su Jian, a Man in Northern Shaanxi

This eight-generation ancestor was greeted the most goods

At this moment, he was looking at Wen Cheng with a hippie smile; The harmful Wen Cheng trembled: We are not afraid of anything, people are dead!

I'm afraid to pick up soap.

Picking up soap won't kill you, but it's not going to make you happy!

"Wen Jia Erlang? Hee-hee, I haven't seen you for many days, but I look a lot better! Are you interested, walk with me? ”

- You, from this moment on, eat and drink whatever you want!

Wen Cheng smiled faintly, and looked at Shi Shilang like a dead man: "Is your mother okay?" ”

In this era, any joke can be made, but among scholars, you must not joke about your parents.

The word "filial piety" in this era may be extremely difficult for future generations to understand how heavy it is.

Wen Cheng doesn't care about these!

If this thing dies, can't you go to his house to pay respects?

At that time, I have to greet this fang's mother

Out of friendship with the county lieutenant, Wen Cheng couldn't run this ceremony.

When Shi Shilang saw Wen Cheng, he greeted him seriously

Shi Shilang hurriedly straightened up: "Lao Jia Erlang asked, my mother is still healthy!" Greetings from Erlang of labor, thank you! ”

"Oh. That's good! That's good. Please go back and tell your mother, I will visit you another day. Thou shalt return! Wen Cheng smiled

"Good! I'll go home and tell my mother, and I'll be waiting for Erlang to come at any time. Shi Shiro bowed his hand and turned to leave.

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When Shi Shiro and his companions went down to the halfway point of the mountain, how did they think, how could they be a little weird: Aren't we going up the mountain to play? Why did you go down the mountain like this inexplicably?

If you have the heart to turn back, then damn Wen Erlang, greet your mother again, but how can you live well?

Alas, acquaintances just don't know how to start!

If someone asks my mother, he slaps him and says, "Are you very familiar with you?" ”

Forget it, let's go! Disappointed!

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…… Little lady raised!

Wen Cheng scolded secretly.

This is the first time Wen Cheng has made a killing move.

"My lord, but you want to use this fang?" Su Jian bowed down and asked.

"No, I don't. You're a killer; It's okay.

This thing has to be done unknowingly, and it takes strategy to kill him without any flaws. ”

Wen Cheng shook his head:

"Would you like to tell us about your past?"

Su Jian turned around and sat next to him: "Even if the adults don't ask, the villain also plans to tell the adults in the next few days, but I see that the adults are too busy and there is no suitable time."

The villain's hometown, bitter! Nine droughts in ten years, relying on the sky for food.

Plant a hundred acres of sloping land, and the seeds are planted for 30 buckets, and those that have no disasters or diseases are harvested for 60 buckets. When there is a natural disaster, you can't even get the seeds back!

The family is old and young, tired and bent over; As soon as the millet was cut, the government came to collect taxes.

The government officials walked on the front foot, and the Huns and Huns came to loot on the back foot, and it didn't stop for a year!

Later, Di Hu completely occupied the villain's hometown, and it became even more bitter.

In a famine year, a small bag of grain was exchanged for a woman who had been suffering for more than ten years.

It's not unusual to exchange a donkey for two daughters! ”

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Su Jian's eyes were dry: "I remember that there was a big drought one year.

My father and I took turns carrying water to water the ground. From the ditch to the slope, a ladle of water has just been splashed; When I turned around and went to fetch water again, the ground was dry again.

I'll lie there and keep the thief out of the sun!" I hope that the seedlings can drink a little more water and harvest more millet ......

Su Jian looked ahead expressionlessly

"Later, my father and I left the land behind and sold the only donkey in the family.

I went to Yulin and bought two ring-headed knives

Every day, I went to the border of the Xiongnu and Dihu to 'chop wood'. ”

Wen Cheng asked curiously, "Why did you go outside the border wall to chop wood?" Your house is probably three or two hundred miles away from the side wall, right? ”

Su Jian bowed to Wen Cheng: "It's the villain who didn't explain it." Our pimple, we call robbing the Huns, robbing those, and smuggling and selling grain and iron tools to the Huns 'chopping wood'.

Those who do business without capital are 'woodcutters'. ”

Su Jian untied the wine bag on his waist, raised his head and poured a sip of wine

"The villain's father, the second big one, later teamed up to rob the smuggling caravan. Unexpectedly, among the woodcutters who accompanied them, there were fine works planted by the caravan.

When we arrived in the Eketto steppe, my father and I were surrounded by the Huns and caravan guards.

My second child tried his best to protect my father, so that my father saved half his life and escaped home.

Later, I killed the thin

From then on, he picked up my father's ring knife and became a woodcutter. ”

Su Jian began to grit his teeth

"I worked as a woodcutter for a few years. Later, I heard rumors that the powerful gentry in Bingzhou City and Yuhe Fort had recruited a lot of outlaws to take revenge on the woodcutters in one place and one place after another.

The villain drove the donkey cart, took the old lady, his wife, and another woodcutter in the village and fled from his hometown.

At Hengshan Fort, the Huns were encountered.

The villain fell down the dirt slope, and he was lucky not to die..."

Su Jian poured another sip of wine: "The villain buried them and went all the way south."

I didn't want to live, I didn't want to die. ”

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Su Jian turned his head to look at Wen Cheng:

"Since entering the door of the adult's house, the villain has already sold his life to the adult.

It's nothing, just because at the beginning, the moment the adult took the villain's hand!

If the adult can not smash the copper coin, the villain will know that the adult is different.

The villain doesn't want to live a life, because the villain doesn't have that kind of hard work anymore.

Mom and Dad are dead, my aunt is dead, and my baby is dead.

The caves in the village in my hometown, nine out of ten kilns (nian), are empty.

Hometown is no longer a place for people. ”

Su Jian looked down at the shoes on his feet: "When this only thought can no longer be worn, I don't even want to lose it, all of them are lost; From now on, follow the adults all the way to the dark! ”

Wen Cheng sighed: "Time can take everything, even the memories are gradually blurred, and eventually the memories will be taken away."

Forget it! Resume.

This sentence, you and I encourage ......"

got up and patted Su Jian on the shoulder, and asked Fang Yin for money... No, it's Fang Yin's project, and I have to pay Wen Cheng.

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"This is the 2,900 yuan slip placed in the gold shop" Fang Yin handed Wen Cheng a stack of bills, turned around and picked open the floor tiles:

"There are gold cakes and jade in here, Wenjun, take them! The copper coins released by the miscellaneous family have to be slowly recovered; Please wait a while.

At the beginning, the miscellaneous family came to Han'an, and the money they brought bought this place and this mountain, and spent a lot. There are also some stored in Luoyang. If Wenjun needs it, the miscellaneous family will write a trustee to ship it! ”

"Let's put the gold cake and jade first, I don't need it now"

Wen Cheng put the slip into his arms: "Master, you will never dare to say such words as a miscellaneous family in the future." Don't forget!

If I want people to believe in Buddhism, I will believe in Buddhism even more

What is the next step? Only ornamentation.

How can it be reached? It's not as good as showing talent.

Master, from now on, you must always act as a 'superior person' to others.

How can the superior maintain a lofty attitude?

Talk less, do less, express less;

With a hammer in his hand, watch his subordinates argue!

Wait for them to fight over who they will knock in the end... In the hands of the higher-ups! ”

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What is Master?

The language is vague, plausible, winding mountains and waters, and clouds and mountains are covered with fog

Even if you spit kumquat, this is the master!

Master Fang Yin, listen to the following master's moves:

Saying~

There was a man who had a problem

So he went to a famous master for advice

At the mountain gate, the man asked the master what he should do.

The master looked at him, and then at the fallen leaves on the ground

At that time, the autumn wind was blowing up the fallen leaves, and they were drifting non-stop

The man said, "Master, I see!"

~~ Soon, the man brought a large amount of wealth to thank the master

Master Xie's original guidance!

When I went back, I made up my mind to act like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves! Now everything is fine.

Master, you are really a master!

The master nodded: The donor really has a wisdom root, and he can see through it at one point!

~~ If it is after a while, this person is more and more difficult

Come to the Master:

Master, I did what you instructed, how could it get worse and worse?

The master asked, "Donor, how did you do it?"

The man replied: Isn't it as bold as the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves?

The master shook his head: Lao Wei just asked you to start from the small things around you! There are fallen leaves under your feet, why don't you clean them?

…… If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world?!

Alas, donor, go back! Start with the small things around you!

Master Fang Yin, do you think this kind of move is easy to use? ”

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Fang Yin looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahahaha... Wen Jun is the master! This kind of move, going around and around, can be looped back no matter what! It's really high! It's wonderful, wonderful, wonderful! Hahaha......"

Fang Yin wiped the tears that came out of his laughter:

"Wenjun, miscellaneous... Amitabha, the poor monk has lived for decades, and today is the real laugh!

It's worth it!

It's worth it, I can meet Wenjun in this life, and it's worth it to be a poor monk! In the future, Wenjun, you can't hide your secrets, and allocate more to poor monks.

Poor monks, they will definitely follow the teachings of Wenjun! ”

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Who will say again in the future, "Money can't buy happiness!" "This kind of bullshit, it is estimated that Master Fang Yin will be the first to rush up and smoke him!

- No, give Wen a sum of money, and people will buy happiness.

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Wen Cheng is also very happy

instructed Martha and the boss of the Zhou family to go tomorrow to make two sets of linen clothes and cloth shoes for each of them; Uniform dress, the spirit is different!

Then buy some living utensils and go to the blacksmith shop to make iron pots

Let the slaves finish their day's work, and then take some time to practice cutting shredded radishes and practicing knife skills with banana peels.

Wencheng is ready to turn the mountain in front of the foot mountain into a holy place for Buddhism; Houshan opened "New Oriental" and "Literacy Classes" to raise some thugs... It's to train some warriors!

Rich!

However, if you want to support private soldiers, this money is far from enough.

Other difficulties, more and greater.

"Righteousness" is one of the most difficult problems to solve

Those who have righteousness in their hands raise their arms and shout, and the heroes of the world compete to vote;

Without righteousness, it can only be a petty fight that can't be put on the table.

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What is important is not as important as the issue of "money".

Tomorrow, where shall I go, and whose wool shall I gather?