The southern Fujian region is not as poor as the south of the Yangtze River, and belongs to a relatively poor region.

After spending the New Year in Jiangnan, Lu Liuhui and the two parted ways. The Zhang family hired people to send them all the way to the border between Jiangnan and southern Fujian, and waited for Zhang Shenling's mother's family to pick them up, and then reluctantly went back, leaving a box of silver taels for them to spend.

Zhang Shenling held his white cat named "Ah Yun", followed behind Nanluyuan, and took the servants they brought from the imperial capital and some scholars who came with him, and entered Dongyue Prefecture with Zhang Shenling's mother, the Shen family. It borders Nanyue Prefecture and is adjacent to Dian Prefecture. There are many "trilateral villages" style buildings in the state, there are no large towns, and most of them are small and small villages, and the villages are built with earth and stones, bungalows, chickens, ducks and dogs are raised in front of the house, citrus trees are planted in front of the door, and cattle and sheep are roped in front of the trees.

When I got here, not to mention the changes in customs and customs, the biggest difficulty was the language barrier. On the road, someone greeted the Shen family with the way, and they didn't know what they were saying.

When Nan Luyuan saw this meeting, he "chuckled" in his heart, and he roughly expected the many inconveniences that would occur in the future.

"Hello." Someone smiled and stretched out his hand towards Nan Luyuan.

Nan Luyuan subconsciously looked at the Shen family, his face was not embarrassed, but his eyes were asking for help.

Shen smiled and replied to the man: "Lu Oh, Lu Jia Baa Bo (hello, have you eaten)?" ”

The man smiled and said, "Add Uro." Lu poison ah Peng Xiu Baa (after eating, you brought guests here)? ”

"Lose it (yes)." The Shen clan said with a smile, "Yi Xiang Han sent Luo Lai Ji to the pair (they were sent down from above to control the water). ”

Nan Luyuan listened to this messy sentence, and only felt that one head was two big.

He suddenly felt that it was not a clear decision for him to come here.

"Ogai is poisoned, oh (then they are really our nobles)!" The man smiled and waved his hand at them, "Ocai is afraid of the more Ru Nan Laga, but Eshi should be the one who is hi (I won't bother you, I have the opportunity to bring you souvenirs)." ”

"Oh, Ogaruna is busy (okay, then you go get busy first)." The Shen clan returned the salute and entered the Shen clan's village with a sluggish look on Nan Luyuan and the others.

"Don't you understand?" Nan Luyuan couldn't control his huge shrinking eyes, as if he had suffered a huge setback, and stiffly turned his head to look at Zhang Shenling.

Zhang Shenling shook his head slowly, his eyes were also dull, as if he was questioning whether he had the blood of this place, and his expression was full of fear of this place: "This is the so-called 'foreign country', right?" ”

The Shen clan led them with a smile and said, "Local dialect." The people in this place are scattered, and it is difficult to popularize the official dialect, so you may have some frustration here. Be prepared. ”

"No need, it's already frustrated." Zhang Shenling said sluggishly, he was a little suspicious, "Then the officials here, do they all want to learn the two languages?" ”

The Shen clan shook their heads and said, "That's the case. The official position here is not a beautiful shortcoming. ”

Nan Luyuan sighed softly and didn't say anything.

He suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the imperial capital, and he didn't know if Zi Xiao was doing well.

In this dark corner, there are many foreigners, and the words are mixed, which is really hard work.

"When you get here, I'm afraid you have to learn the local dialect, otherwise it will be really difficult to move an inch." The Shen clan took them off their shoes and socks and walked into the house barefoot. It is a circular tulou with three floors. Except for this one, the rest are bungalows.

"This is our main building, where the elders of the lineage receive guests and handle affairs." The Shen clan was humane, took the two of them to the third floor, and then retreated.

Soon, a maid came up to pick up Zhang Shenling's kitten. Nan Luyuan lowered his head, his eyes swept over the servants and soldiers who were taken down without a trace, his face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Instead, he lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes of the crow covered the emotions under his eyes, showing a docile appearance.

There was a strange feeling that enveloped him...... Although the people here are simple, and the Shen family has fulfilled all the etiquette, he still feels that the people here look at them with a hint of hostility and scrutiny of outsiders, and even the Shen family's building has a sense of tentative oppression.

And also...... Is there such a barren and barren place in the territory of NCC?

I'm afraid that Nanyue Prefecture and Dian Prefecture will not be rich anywhere.

He calmed down and asked himself: Is there such a big difference between the rich and the poor in Jiangnan and southern Fujian, is that what you want to see? Over here...... It shouldn't be left behind.

What's the problem? Is it just because people live scattered and don't speak the language?

I'm afraid not.

If we don't find out the cause, we won't be able to get rid of poverty.

If a place is poor for a long time, it will inevitably become chaotic.

When the time comes, it will not be a good result for you here, for Your Majesty.

Suddenly, the door opened, and there were several old people sitting in the room, waving their hands to let them in.

After they sat down, the old man who sat on the main seat said: "Lu Ning ghost is coming, and Wa Nang Fu Rui Di is welcome." ”

Nan Luyuan subconsciously touched his cheek and confirmed that he still had a calm face of "I understand what you said".

Instead, Zhang Shenling wailed in a low voice and asked, "Senior, what are you talking about, the juniors don't understand it at all." ”

The old man didn't seem to understand what he was muttering, but felt that his words were rattling and noisy.

So he turned his head and asked a young junior to go up and translate it for the two of them.

The young man came up and stood behind Nan Luyuan and Zhang Shenling, and said, "In Xia Shen Zhiyi, I am willing to serve the two of you." ”

Then he said, "Grandpa means that it is our honor that you can come. ”

Nan Luyuan said in his heart, how can he hear this meaning?

But he forcibly suppressed his doubts, smiled warmly like jade, and replied with good etiquette: "We are just doing things according to the will of the imperial court, and it is an honor for the younger generations to have the help of the seniors." ”

Shen Zhiyi said loudly to the old man: "The tile bag should be pressed to the bottom for a long time, and the waiter should be treated by Bowei to help Du, and the tile bag should be Ao Die Ousai." ”

The old man nodded and said, "Wa Yan is poisonous, and he should order the grandfather." ”

Shen Zhiyi said: "I am the oldest person here, and I am also Shen Ling's grandfather. ”

Shen Ling hurriedly responded: "I've seen my grandfather." ”

Nan Luyuan also said: "I've seen Shen seniors. ”

Shen Zhiyi said these two sentences separately.

The old man introduced several old people present in turn: "Remodi Rumai Mobai, Di Ocada Gongdi, Rebijie Lane Gong La Gong Xie Gong." ”

Shen Zhiyi said: "This is your mother's father, behind him are your third and fourth dukes, and here are your fifth, sixth, and seventh dukes." ”

Nan Luyuan and Zhang Shenling visited the past in turn.

From the not very pleasant conversation, Nan Luyuan learned that the eldest duke's Shen Mingde's character Bo'an, and the second duke's Shen Mingcheng's character Zhong'an.

In the end, it seemed that the Grand Duke was impatient and tired of this kind of tossing and turning conversation, so he waved his hand and asked Shen Zhiyi to take them down.

Nanluyuan's house and Zhang Shenling's house are attached together, this typical "three-sided house" occupies a small place, the decoration is not very good, the house is relatively small, but it is clean, and it also has a local style.

Shen Zhiyi moved a few rattan chairs in the courtyard and said, "Grandpa is such a character, don't take it to heart." Of course, the two of you still need to know some common things here, and you will come often this month, and you can order them if you have any doubts about words or living requirements. ”

After taking Shen Zhiyi away, Zhang Shenling looked left and right, lowered his voice in a chattering voice, and said to Nan Luyuan with eyebrows: "It's uncomfortable to stay in this place." ”

Nan Luyuan nodded solemnly, although he knew that people from other places could not be as enthusiastic as the Zhang family, but he still didn't expect such a restrained treatment like the Shen family.

I always feel ...... This person doesn't seem to have a good impression of the court?

Not really, right?

But there was always a strange sense of oppression, which always gave him the idea that maybe they were more like outsiders than the outsiders on the frontier.

If his feelings come true, that's not a good thing.

But if they act rashly, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. What's more, they don't speak the language with the people here, so how can they be willing to tell them this? Even if someone really says it, they don't necessarily understand it.

Nan Luyuan stretched out his slender and smooth fingers, gently pinched his eyebrows, pressed down the floating "Chuan" shaped pattern, and then took a deep breath, released the tiredness that had been hidden on his face for a long time, and patted his cheeks gently.

"What should I do?" He whispered in his mind.

If you are not afraid of difficult things, you are afraid that people will be wary of you.

In order to understand where this vigilance comes from, you have to understand their language and customs.

Nan Luyuan stretched his waist, and picked up the scroll he put down from the rattan chair where Shen Zhiyi was sitting, only to see a few big words written on it with a brush, "Min Guanhua Zhaoben", and turned a few pages at random, if it was really a comparison of what they said and what was said here, it was too difficult, even if he had this thing, he couldn't be happy.

Zhang Shenling took a copy and only turned one page, and felt as if his mother had come back to sleep when he was a child, and he couldn't wait to take it back to pass it on to others.

Nan Luyuan held his forehead, and rarely quipped: "The road is long." ”

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In the middle of the night, Nan Luyuan suddenly woke up.

A black mass of pressure pressed against his chest in front of him, and he sensed that he was awake and looked up - it was a man!

Why is he so toned, yet as light as a feather?

Nan Luyuan didn't have time to think about it, he pulled out the Han Shu Sword that he was used to putting on his side with his backhand, and slashed straight at his face!

The man sprang away with agility, and then, with an unusual speed, he quickly climbed over the window and fled outside.

Nan Luyuan gasped lightly, tensing his body, until he was sure that there was no one else around, he breathed a sigh of relief, and held the sword in his hand steadily, even forgetting to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

Who is that man?

If the goal is yourself...... So is his purpose to sabotage the water control of this trip?

Still is......

Let them die in this southern Fujian place?