Zhao Gou got out of the carriage, and he was not wearing a brocade jade robe, but he had a bearing. And that kind of bearing really doesn't match the field.

"A few old brothers, please."

"Borrow a place to rest your feet and beg for water. Delay everyone's rest. ”

The man closest to Zhao Gou sniffed, very at a loss.

The people in front of him can see the dignity of the identity of the owner of the horse just by those who follow the healthy horses, and they are like ants compared to others.

"Whatever you borrow, it's everyone's place."

"It is a blessing for the old men to be able to come to our place."

Among the few old farmers nearby, there is one who can speak.

Zhao Gou smiled on his face, and he was already nostalgic for cigarettes in his heart, if there were cigarettes, playing in a row would also be a way to provoke conversations.

"Don't dare to call yourself a nobleman, everyone sits, everyone sits." Zhao Gou directly found a stump and sat down.

Zhao Ying and Zhao Xuan on the side were dumbfounded, when had they ever seen their father like this?

It is difficult for Zhao Gou to really get along with these old farmers, from his clothes to his temperament, the farmers will not think that he is really an ordinary person no matter how much they have no eyesight. But Zhao Gou easily asked what he was interested in from these people, because his identity was obviously unusual, and there was no high-minded flavor in his tone.

It's not that he treats the old farmers in front of him as equals, and sees them all as ordinary people as himself, but Zhao Gou will subconsciously cover it up and won't show his true attitude so openly.

Moreover, he is a traverser after all, and he has traveled through two worlds, and it is impossible to treat the people of Pingtou as grass mustard pigs and sheep for more than ten years.

He spoke softly and had a kind attitude, and the peasants were sensitive to this.

Then there is the 'peer' foil. The contempt in the eyes of Zeng Ze, Yue Chuan and others, who were standing behind Zhao Gou, magnified Zhao Gou's image invisibly.

There is an old Chinese saying that the king of Hades is good to see, but the little ghost is difficult.

This means that when the upper level sees the people at the bottom, they will mostly wear masks to cover up one or two. It's those little ghosts at the bottom, but they always show their truest faces in the face of the people at the bottom.

Zhao Gou asked Ding Kou in their family, and asked if there was such a bad habit as drowning babies in the surrounding ten miles and eight towns.

Ask them about their household income—how much land each household has planted, how much of it is its own, how much it has tenants, how much of its crops can be harvested in a year, how much rent it has in a year, how much land tax it has to pay, and how much surplus it has at the end of the year. How is everyone's life, do you want to eat thin all day.

And in addition to fiddling with the crops and farm work in the field, do the men go to the city or the construction site to work, do they have any other livelihood, how many pieces of cloth can the women spin throughout the year, how much can they sell, and then how many hairy livestock do they raise at home, such as pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks?

Then he also asked how the local government's taxes and officials were governing, whether there were any township officials who wanted to eat and take cards, whether there were any township officials who did not act, and whether they would organize the people to build canals and roads, or go to work on the construction sites of the government?

Is there any education in the township, and is there any school for the children?

Wait a minute.

How old are Zhao Ying and Zhao Xuan, no matter how smart people are, these things are not what they have come into contact with and understand at all.

However, Zeng Xue and Yue turned over, looking at the fiery Zhao Gou who was chatting with these mud-legged people, he felt a little chilled in his heart, and even panicked for the local officials.

"This tongue can still touch the teeth, and it is impossible for the world to have no resentment. Don't lie to me, a few old brothers, something is really going wrong, and Xiao Coco is going to suffer a sin. ”

Zhao Gou was still satisfied with the local officials, but he also believed that the old farmers in front of him must have something to tell him. It is impossible for the common people to say that the court is good for all of them.

"Don't dare to deceive the nobles, this year is much better than when it was too high."

"At the beginning, the old man's father and mother were still there, and the family had five acres of land, and planted 30 acres of dry land for Li Yuanwai's family, and the grain could be beaten, but after paying the rent and tax of the Yuanwai family, there was not much left, and I couldn't eat dry food for a few days all year round.

I'm even more afraid that I will be forced into labor, which is really a terrible errand.

At that time, Taishang wanted to fight the Khitans, and the two roads in Hebei were not lightly tossed. Everyone didn't have anything to eat, and there was a big mess in the place, and the old man's father and mother were no longer there at that time. ”

A dark-faced farmer said this, Zhao Gou looked at this person's face, he was probably in his forties, and if he was in the countryside, he was really an old man.

"Then the Jurchen Tartars came, and as soon as we took a breath, there was another war and chaos."

"Fortunately, the Holy Son of Heaven was born and drove the Jurchen Tartars out of the Central Plains. We're getting better this day. It's not a lie, but now we're really getting better. ”

"Eat enough and dress warmly, the old man's house is new......"

As if he was afraid that Zhao Gou would not believe him, this person also pointed to the other old farmers present and asked them to prove it to themselves. One of them got up and went not far away and brought two clay pots to Zhao Gou, one for dry food and the other for water, and the cans were upside down with a bowl.

"If life is really difficult, even when the farm is busy, we can nibble on two dry bites, and it must be coarse grain that pulls our throats. It's like now, every household brings fine grains and salted eggs. It's all sugar-sweetened water......"

As he spoke, the farmer put the bowl on the ground, picked up the jar and poured most of the bowl himself.

The red-yellow liquid was poured into the bowl, and two small sections of wheat straw were floating on it. As soon as the farmers get busy, cleanliness and hygiene are all on the back of their minds. There are wheat stalks everywhere in the farming work, and there are also wheat stalks on their clothes and hair, and it is normal for a few of them to fall into the water.

"Outside the ......" Zeng Xue saw that Zhao Gou actually reached out and picked up the bowl of water and sent it to his mouth, and the whole person was about to explode.

How can this thing get into the mouth of the official's house?

Zhao Gou didn't even skim his eyes, and the slightly cloudy sugar water was sent into his stomach, "Sweet, so sweet!" ”

He didn't believe in the Prophet of Foresight, and he was here early in preparation, believing that what he saw before him was true.

Through these years, I will not talk about my outstanding achievements in the outside world, nor about the major historical changes. Just to say that these changes in front of him are the most ordinary peasants, it makes him feel a kind of 'savior' joy!

"I'm awesome!"

An invincible torrent of tremendous satisfaction boiled in his chest.