"My lord, my second brother is in the river, shall I go to him?" Qiu Liu, from Ronghe County, Hezhong Prefecture, asked, which was also a question from many people, and the one behind him stretched his neck, wanting to listen to what the official had to say.

Pan Shaowei sighed secretly in his heart, every time it was this problem, and said in a deep voice: "It's not that it can't," Qiu Er's face showed joy, and before he could thank him, he heard him say again, "According to the law, relatives within the three clans are not allowed to grant land in the same county, and they are more than three hundred miles apart." Whether you want to go to your relatives and become a tenant for the rest of your life, or whether you want to set up your own business, you have to think carefully. ”

"This," Qiu Liu's face suddenly turned red, and he muttered, "How can there be such a rule, and you want to separate your own brothers." ”

Pan Shaowei's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Presumptuous, this is the law of the Zhuguo Mansion, if you are not satisfied, you will go to the protector to complain, if you make a noise in the public court here, according to the order of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you will be whipped five times, and the exile will be handed back to the Song Kingdom." ”

He was only a little bit more than a little arrogant, and the peasants realized that there was an official in front of them, and they couldn't help but look at each other, they had planned to go to their relatives, but now they were frowning and thinking about the gains and losses. Since sooner or later they will have to be separated by more than three hundred miles, it is better to divide the evening than to divide early, and take advantage of the time when you are young and strong, and make more waves.

Zhao Xingde was listening attentively to the previous answer, this law seems incredible, but it is actually the same as the suppression of Haoqiang by the cool officials of the Western Han Dynasty, or even more thoroughly. The primogeniture system forced the second sons of the family to leave home to fend for themselves, and the land was three hundred miles away, and in the territory of the Xia Kingdom, the scene of dozens of large families living in dozens of houses and hundreds of people at every turn must be gone, even if it is the second son side branch of the hereditary nobles, most of them have gone away to other places to stand on their own.

"In the Han Dynasty, there were more than 300 clans in Jinan, and Emperor Jing was worshipping Zhi, all of whom were Jinan Taishou. As for the clan, the clan is the first evil, and the rest are all trembling. Li Ruoxue seemed to have a heart-to-heart with Zhao Xingde, frowning and whispering, "Guangping has more than a thousand families sitting in the county in a row. The big one is the clan, the small one is dead, and the family is not compensated, and the blood is more than ten miles. As far as December, there is no sound in the county, no dare to walk at night, and there are no barking dogs and thieves in the wild. ”

This decree of separated fathers, sons and brothers made Li Ruoxue seem to see that behind Pan Shaowei, who had a kind face, there were faintly standing ghosts of cool officials such as Zhidu and Zhang Tang mentioned in the "Historical Records". Many of the subordinate officials of the Prime Minister's Mansion were proud of this, and the officials from all over the country formed many societies to study the law and order to govern the country, and took Han Feizi, a merchant as the ancestor.

Zhao Xingde heard the meaning of her words, sighed slightly, and said slowly: "If the summer is terrifying, it is Zhao Dun; Such as the loveliness of winter, it is said to be Zhao Yuan. Li Ruoxue knew the meaning of the song when she heard the strings, and understood that Zhao Xingde alluded to this decree like the scorching sun in summer, which was too harsh and more fearful than Huaide. If you can compromise a little, maybe you can be like the winter sun, get it warm and not feel its fierceness.

The two of them were playing dumb riddles here, thinking that none of them could understand it. But a person came up and said: "Good, good, the donor's words are very good." I have a relationship with my Buddha. ”

A monk wearing a silk robe and stepping on mango shoes saw Zhao Xingde turn around, put his hands together and said: "The poor monk Shi Wenxin has seen two donors. He followed the door to the bowl, heard that a group of people in the eastern part of the country arrived at the resettlement center, even the good people left him to eat fasting and rushed to come, the various sects in Guanzhong were very fierce competition for believers, if one step late, it was preempted by other sects such as Zoroastrianism, Nestorianism, Taoism, etc.

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice came from behind him: "There is good and evil in all hearts, just as the world is divided into light and darkness. You can't do it all. Sometimes the devil induces people to have low self-esteem, laziness, and cowardice, and sometimes the devil fuels people's desires and ambitions, and to resist the temptation of the devil and enter the kingdom of heaven through the final judgment, it is necessary to take refuge in light, justice, and truth, and believe in the great Ahura Mazda, the god of light and goodness. The Zoroastrian priest Ran Bi walked out from behind Shi Wenxin, and at a glance he found Zhao Xingde and Li Ruoxue among the peasants, these two seemed to be scholars, and persuaded a believer who could write and be good at Taoism, and in terms of expanding the influence of this religion, it was worth ten illiterate believers.

Zhao Xingde was tired of the Ming Sect Fang La, and was about to say no, but he felt that his sleeve was pulled by someone, and when he looked back, an old immortal with immortal wind and dao bones stood in front of him, and said slowly: "This Taoist friend has immortal roots, which is not ordinary. As long as you enter my Dao Gate, build a foundation, and make a Dan will not be a problem, if the opportunity is right, practice to home, the realm of the earth immortals, and the sun will soar. Zhou Ziyang saw that Zhao Xingde was unmoved, and said in a different tone, "Taoism has many magical powers, helping people to play hexagrams, and turning stones into gold," he looked at Li Ruoxue and leaned into Zhao Xingde's ear and said, "It is the technique in the room, and it is far better than the side door." ”

Even if Zhao Xingde didn't squint, he felt that Li Ruoxue was so ashamed that his neck was red to the root of his ears, and he hurriedly said to the three priests of Pudu sentient beings: "I'm sorry, I read the poetry and books of sages in my later life, and I only cultivate the spirit of Haoran, worship ghosts and gods and stay away." As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them changed, because starting from Liang Zuoqiu in the founding dynasty, the Confucian masters in the bachelor's mansion have been beating and boycotting the sects for more than a hundred years, which can be said to be a sentence that commits public anger. The attitude of the three of them became embarrassed, and they arched their hands to Zhao Xingde, and turned around to persuade the other Kanto fugitives to join the church.

Zhao Xingde smiled awkwardly at Li Ruoxue, but Li Ruoxue lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. At this time, a farmer came over next to him, "Those who pretend to be gods and ghosts are all deceiving people of money, and it is still the most realistic hot kang head for wives and children." He was of medium height, looked up and smiled at Zhao Xingde: "My name is Bao Qizhang." He sighed and said, "If there is a entanglement, I will also let my wife come to the Xia Kingdom with me, but now I have to stay in Guanzhong first to earn enough entanglement between the two of them." ”

A person named Guo Hong next to him said: "Bao Qizhang, don't daydream, listen to the official messenger, thirty percent of the income will be taken away by the military master, where to save any entanglement." Bao Qizhang said: "As long as you want to give me the field, it's nothing to draw 30%, the rent of my hometown is half of it, and the owner will accumulate great virtue if he gives four or six." Guo Hong frowned again and said: "Listen to the official messenger, in addition to paying thirty percent of the rent, if there is a violation of the law, the military master who manages us will also be whipped, and he will not go through the county master within ten strokes." Bao Qizhang said: "Could it be that the dogs of big families, the scoundrels on the street, and the officials of the yamen beat us, and they have to go through the county master?" Even when it comes to the county office, the board is ruthless. ”

Guo Hong's expression was gloomy, he was bored for a moment, sighed and said, "Alas, who said it wasn't." Not long ago, because he had no money or food to feed his extra children, his sister-in-law strangled her newborn baby girl with her own hands, and the next day she became seriously ill. Guo Hong was embarrassed to chew at his brother's house, so he asked someone to leave a sentence and went to Hexi.

Zhao Xingde can be regarded as hearing it, this Bao Qizhang is an optimist, no matter how Guo Hong hits him, he can find positive aspects to make himself believe, there is still hope ahead. In the end, Guo Hong was silent.

However, the fact that the sergeant has the right to punish Yin Hu made Zhao Xingde hesitate, if he met a reckless man, would he not be able to watch Li Ruoxue be whipped? He turned his head to look at Li Ruoxue. Li Ruoxue's eyes also revealed a trace of worry, Shi can be killed but not humiliated, Zhao Lang is a man who stands up to the sky, how can he be humiliated for no reason.

Zhao Xingde pondered for a moment, slowly walked to Fu Zhiren, who had a one-sided relationship, and arched his hand: "Fu Xun, do you have something to ask for advice below?" ”

Fu Zhiren was sorting out the file, raised his head and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhao Xingde was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "This ten lashes is really a bit insulting, is there a way to not be controlled by the sergeant?" ”

Fu Zhiren was stunned for a moment, the people who usually crossed the river from the iron cable were farmers, and they were also used to being oppressed by the gentry and officials in Kanto, not like the thin-skinned scholars, and those who complained more were paid 30% of the annual income, but later, he found that he did not bear other taxes and assessments, and the burden was much lighter than that in Kanto, he was pleased.

Fu Zhiren thought for a moment, and then said in a low voice: "Mr. Zhao, if you want to be free from the control of the sergeant, you can only become a sergeant." If you are a prisoner of the Great Song Dynasty, you will naturally have the status of a scribe, and if you are a jinshi, you can also enter the bachelor's mansion. In addition to this, there are sergeants, craftsmen, priests, any way. ”