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"On what terms?"

Whether it was an ordinary villager or a stout Ma San, his eyes were wide open, and he asked curiously.

That is, the villagers should stay at home and not be deceived and go out into the streets to make trouble. ”

The old lady took a sip of strong tea, clicked his mouth, and then said seriously.

"It's as simple as that?"

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but show a look of shock, and they asked in disbelief.

"It's that simple!"

The old lady nodded heavily.

After receiving the old lady's affirmative answer, the eyes of both Ma San and the other villagers showed a sense of relief, and some people smiled.

"It's so easy!"

"What harsh conditions I thought!"

"Isn't it just staying at home?"

"If there is food, the turtle grandson is willing to go to the street... ”

One by one, the dark-skinned people exchanged glances, opened their big mouths, showed some yellowed teeth, and said with a smile.

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

The others also agreed with each other and echoed loudly.

But not everyone thinks so, a few of them are young juniors, their eyes show hesitation, and after a while, seeing that everyone's voices are getting quieter, they gritted their teeth and walked out of the crowd.

"Taigong!"

"Uncles!"

"However, Mr. Cheng hopes that everyone will go to the county government together to show solidarity!"

"Everyone promised at that time... ”

"How can a man not be true to his word!"

The atmosphere that had been unusually warm just now suddenly became stagnant, as if boiling water had been poured into cold water.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the young offspring with their eyes wide open.

The young man had never been noticed by so many people, his face suddenly turned red, and his hands and feet looked a little helpless.

The prince who was sitting at the top nodded slightly.

Mr. Cheng is a gentleman from a private school in the village, and he is a talented man who has landed, but because he is knowledgeable, he is very respected by everyone. For his affairs, everyone is also dedicated.

"This... ”

The faces of the people below couldn't help but show embarrassment.

"Mr. Cheng's words should be listened to, but... That's a stone's worth of food!"

"In a famine year, food is life!"

"This... ”

"Everyone, have you forgotten Mr. Cheng's kindness?"

"If he hadn't taught in the village, how could your children be literate?"

Seeing the hesitation on everyone's faces, the young man couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and said loudly with some dissatisfaction.

"Treachery!"

"Ungrateful!"

"Your conscience has been eaten by dogs!"

"For the sake of a little food, you are like this, what a troubled people. ”

"This!"

"This!"

"This!"

was reprimanded by a junior who was younger than himself, and the young man below couldn't help but feel blue and red on his face. There are short-tempered ones, and green tendons appear on their foreheads.

But as the young man said, Mr. Cheng does have a high reputation for teaching children to read and write in the village.

And this descendant is Mr. Cheng's protégé.

He is also a Confucian student.

Confucianism, in the hearts of the people, is a model of morality, and even more so, a towering adult.

It's not something they can disobey at all.

So, no matter how much dissatisfaction they have in their hearts, they can only stand there and listen quietly.

To say, the one who has the least fear in his heart is Ma San.

For some reason, after the money bag case, his fear of Confucianism in his heart was greatly reduced, but sometimes there was a faint disdain.

Because these are not producing, they rely on the support of the court and the people to survive.

It is no different from a moth.

The latter looked at the people who were as tame as sheep with their heads lowered, and a trace of pride couldn't help but rise in his eyes, and his words became more and more unscrupulous.

"Humph!"

The old lady sitting at the top listened to the reprimand of the later life, her face suddenly became gloomy, and she put the teacup on the table heavily.

"Mr. Cheng teaches in the village, and he is kind to us!"

"But it is also old, and it was obtained in exchange for the finest white flour, cloth, and silver. ”

"In order to invite Mr. Cheng to teach in the village, we raise funds every year to restrain Mr. Cheng. ”

"If it weren't for the restraint of our waiting, would Mr. Cheng come to the village?"

"If it weren't for the restraint of us, Mr. Cheng would have starved to death... ”

"Housheng, what you just said is a little too much... ”

"If Mr. Cheng doesn't want to teach in the village, we won't force it. ”

"Without Mr. Cheng, it's still Mr. Li, without Mr. Li, and Mr. Wang, as long as I wait for the restraints. ”

The offspring didn't expect the old lady to turn his face against him, and his tone was so tough, his face suddenly turned pale. I didn't know how to answer for a while. There was even more panic in his eyes.

As the old lady said, Mr. Cheng is not the only one who has a landing show!

As long as you give a bundle, there will naturally be Xiucai who will come to the tree house to teach.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but froze, and their faces showed shock. They didn't expect the old lady to be so domineering, ruthless, and directly turn against Confucianism.

You must know that in their hearts, scholars are all high aristocrats.

Every scholar is unusually respected.

Not to mention turning your face with them, even if you speak loudly, it will be considered rude and will be punished.

They never thought that the old lady would be so ruthless.

Although I still feel a faint inappropriateness in my heart, the domineering of the old lady and the embarrassment of the scholar.

There was a look of relief in their eyes, and it was as if there was a huge shackle in their hearts, which had been shattered.

It turns out that Confucianism is not so high-minded.

"Yes!"

"The old lady is right!"

"I'll wait for a better gentleman. ”

"That's right!"

"That's right!"

"I heard that Mr. Li from the next village has a good temperament and is also very knowledgeable... ”

"Mr. Dong in the east of the city is also good. ”

"Mr. Dong is a little old... Mr. Wang in the north of the city can do it!"

Ma San was the first to stand up and respond, and said loudly.

"You... ”

The young junior in Confucian clothes showed anger in his eyes, and pointed at Ma San with his finger, wanting to say something, but in the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

As Ma San said, scholars do not produce.

Fortunately, those who have meritorious fame can go to the government to receive Fengyin, and those who have no fame can only rely on copying books and making Western Seats for rich families to barely make a living.

As long as the villagers have enough restraints, they can go elsewhere to hire a husband.

Thinking of this, the fear in his eyes became even stronger.

The people looked at the panic in the eyes of the Confucian scholars, and the fear in their hearts disappeared, and they began to talk about it.

Although the words are still very restrained, there is not much respect at all.

"You guys!"

"You guys!"

"You guys!"

Hou Sheng looked at the eyes of everyone as if observing the goods, and couldn't help but be angry in his heart, and his white fingers kept trembling, but he didn't know how to answer for a while, even if he was clever and eloquent.

For some reason, in addition to being angry, there was also an indescribable fear in his heart.

The people are like shackles in their hearts, smashed by others.

From the eyes of the people, he could feel that the deterrent power of the scholar clan to the people had been greatly weakened.

Perhaps from now on, Confucianism will no longer be high in the hearts of the people.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his back, and his heart was occupied by a wordless fear.

"The county lord has an order!"

"If the whole family does not leave the house, each household will receive a stone of food!"

"If one person leaves the house, the whole family will have no food. ”

Seeing that the scholar's momentum was suppressed, the old lady snorted heavily, turned his head to look at the villagers standing below, and said in a loud voice.

"The official document of the government has been delivered!"

"How you choose, that's your business!"

"However, there is one thing, if something goes wrong in the future, don't blame the old man for not being prepared!"

"This!"

"This!"

"This!"

The faces of the few people who had been hesitant in their eyes couldn't help but become difficult to look at.

"It's a joint sitting!"

"The torture of the pre-Qin!"

"This dynasty has long been abolished, and he has the courage to be sentenced to such a big dog, and he dares to do this... ”

The Confucian scholar's face suddenly turned pale, and he cursed as if hysterical.

"The old man has no knowledge, and he doesn't know what the pre-Qin is, and he doesn't know how to sit together. ”

"But the old man only knows one thing!"

"If you want food, then control your own legs, and you have to control the legs of your family. ”

"One stone of grain, though not too much. But in a famine year, it can be a lifesaver. ”

The old lady sitting on it looked around and said lightly.

The faces of the people standing below suddenly became vivid.

As the old lady said, where is this food, it is simply human life.

With this stone of grain, maybe the whole family will be able to survive the famine year.

Thinking of this, their eyes suddenly lit up.

Originally, a few young people who had made up their minds to follow Mr. also showed hesitation in their eyes. Standing next to them, the family members who had been watching from the wall with expressionless faces suddenly turned their heads and stared at the young people viciously.

Some of them have a short temper and raise their fists and make threatening gestures.

"This!"

"This!"

"How can you do that?"

"It's just a stone of grain, and you will succumb to the power of the dog official!"

The scholar looked at the people whose positions had changed drastically, his eyes showed a look of disbelief, and he said with some indignation.

"Even if you don't go!"

"I will also support Mr. in the later years. ”

"Unlike untouchables like you, we scholars are all virtuous!"

However, his voice has not yet landed.

A large, withered palm suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. Before he could react, he slapped him heavily on the cheek, only hitting him with gold stars in his eyes and blood from his mouth and nose.

"Who?"

"Who is it?"

"Bastard, who is it that dares to attack Confucianism?"

The young man resisted the dizziness of his head and roared angrily.

The eyes of the people around them showed shock, but when they saw the person clearly, their expressions changed very subtly.

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