The village is at the door of the house.

A mule cart was parked, and a middle-aged man stood beside the car.

Lao Cun was looking at the sky and looking at the son-in-law in front of him: "Is there something wrong?" Why is this time coming? ”

The son-in-law of the village is in the next village, six miles away from here.

"Dad, it was the fourth uncle who sent me...... The fourth uncle heard that many people came here, and he didn't worry......" The man said honestly.

The "fourth uncle" in the mouth of this man is the old man Zhang who was mentioned by the old village Zhengfang, the largest landlord in several villages in Fangyuan, and also the uncle of the man.

Lao Cunzheng didn't answer immediately, but looked around, and saw that there was no one, so he whispered: "It's not a bandit, their guards are holding Yanling knives." ”

The man breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good, Zhao Yuanwai, twenty miles away, was robbed by the homeless, and the fourth uncle was also afraid." ”

"The tree is a big wind, no matter how careful it is, it should be." Lao Cun Zheng groaned and said: "In the final analysis, it is still the food that is to blame. Master Zhang's family has a lot of land, and there is a lot of food, and the homeless people don't have food to eat. ”

"What can I do?" The man couldn't help but worry.

The same village and the same clan, if the displaced people really enter the village, they will also suffer.

"Either hide somewhere else behind people's backs, or take advantage of the high price...... People outside know that Master Zhang's family has no food, so there is no bane. Lao Cun thought for a moment.

"It's still my father's thoughtfulness, I'll go home and talk to the fourth uncle!"

At dusk, the man hurried away, drove the mule cart and hurried away.

Lao Cunzheng sighed, turned around, but was startled, hurriedly took two steps back, and said angrily: "Bastard boy, what are you doing standing here closely? ”

"Grandpa, why don't you tell your aunt to let Master Zhang sell the grain to those people in the house?"

"Do you know what the foundation of those little masters is? Dare to be a middleman? ”

"The leader looks weird and angry."

"That's not too much! That's the time for you to see the harmony, if you are really annoyed, how can we small people afford it? ”

“……”

The old village is copying his hands into the hall.

Xue Xiaoyi's matter in Changning County was like a frightened bird, and he was uneasy, and he looked at Lao Cunzheng and questioned: "Since your son-in-law came to the door, why didn't you come in and talk?" ”

Lao Cun Zheng didn't hide it, and directly said the reason.

Huo Bao and the others were speechless for a while.

Misunderstand that they are "bandits"? Worried about grabbing food?

Although I didn't plan to grab food, it wasn't a misunderstanding.

"Is the place so messy? Go directly to the village to grab food? Huo Bao said.

The clan relationship in this village is the most important, and in a village, there are either the same surname or in-laws.

can enter the village to loot, and the scale of the displaced people is not small.

"Hey! It was to enter the village and rob it, and Zhao Yuanwai was also a well-known good man, who gave two bowls of millet to two begging homeless people for a while, which recruited thieves, and the grain was robbed, and several people were killed and injured. ”

Huo Bao's voice was a little hoarse: "I heard that Huainan is making trouble with white dogs, aren't these people who grab food white dogs?" ”

"Who knows, left and right are not good people."

"The old man doesn't seem to be optimistic about the white dog?"

"If it's really good, I won't be a dog."

“……”

Huo Bao was silent.

Shui Jin said: "Doesn't it mean that many people in Jiangnan believe in Maitreya? There are Maoshan old Taoists and great monks of Vinaya in Changning County, who have not delayed the preaching of Maitreya disciples, and shouted all over the street, 'King Kong has come to the world, the world is peaceful', and there are many local believers? ”

"Serious people, hard work, who has to pretend to be a ghost all day long? Those who believe in that, if they are not from poor families, and those who have little hope for life, ask God to worship Buddha and let themselves have a good birth in the next life; Or those sour students who failed to make the list, failed in the imperial examination, didn't think about work, and dreamed of the Spring and Autumn Festival through the gods and Buddhas! ”

“……”

Xue Xiao glanced at Huo Bao, then swept his eyes at Shui Jin, and the corners of his mouth picked.

These two people, poor and dreaming, are all closed!

Huo Bao gave Lao Cunzheng a thumbs up and praised him heartily: "What the old man said makes sense!" ”

Since ancient times, rebelling against these people through gods and Buddhas is not all a big dream, and the last one is empty.

Zhu Baba is the only exception, and this is because of the defense against foreigners.

If the Han Chinese themselves were in civil strife, the destitute peasant brothers would not be able to defeat the gentry class who held knowledge and wealth after all.

As for the founding of the new China, it was just a struggle between the new class and the old class, or a struggle between the gentry.

Lao Cun Zhengdao: "Little Lao'er doesn't know what is reasonable, but if he lives for a long time, he will see more." If you are not afraid of chaos below, you are afraid of chaos at the top. "At the end of the day, there was a bit of concern.

Why did the previous dynasty perish?

In the previous dynasty, the Taizu lineage was cut off, and several generations of emperors were succeeded by side branches, the imperial power was sidelined, relatives competed for power, and officials only knew how to exploit the place.

Now the imperial court is worse than the last years of the previous dynasty, with powerful ministers, eunuchs, and relatives, and several "child emperors" have been established one after another.

This "child emperor" does not refer to a puppet emperor, but actually refers to a doll emperor who is a few years old to a teenager.

The deaths of several generations of "child emperors" have extinguished the awe of civil and military officials for imperial power.

Above the court, the ministers did not rebel, and in fact their behavior was no different from rebellion.

From top to bottom, they are desperately trying to accumulate wealth, how could it be that the scholar class has seen that there is no way out for the end of this dynasty.

A meal, the guests and hosts enjoy it.

The old village is cleaning up the two cleanest rooms in the house for the three of them to live in.

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, after eating a breakfast of steamed rice cakes and rice porridge, Huo Bao and the others said goodbye to the old village.

Lao Cun is personally sending the three of them to the wheat field.

On this side of the school field, the number one hundred and sixty people are faintly headed by Li Yuan, the head of the Scout Tun.

Li Yuan is clever, and has some meaning of "fox and fake tiger", half of it is borrowed from Huo Bao's power, and half is because he is Li Qianhu's younger brother.

In addition to the ten Jinling guys, the remaining one hundred and fifty people, the small one hundred people were all from the Quyang County Soldier Battalion, and the remaining fifty Binjiang soldiers were shocked by the Changning war, and they all shrank their heads.

In this way, Li Yuan is revealed.

Li Yuan's behavior is similar to that of his brother, sleek and thoughtful, which can be regarded as pleasing.

Seeing Huo Bao and a few people coming, Li Yuan honestly stepped forward to tell him that the grain cart was loaded, breakfast was used, and the bamboo tube carried by each person was also filled with boiled water.

Huo Bao nodded.

Lao Cun is looking at it in his eyes, and his attitude towards Huo Bao is becoming more and more respectful.

Xue Xiao saw it in his eyes, and put down the hand on the purse again.

Seeing that this old man was interested in it before, he also wanted to reward some more money, thinking about it or saving, who made the old man blind.

Huo Bao said goodbye to the old village, and just about to get in the car, a few people came out after watching the lively villagers.

A man pulled a teenage girl forward and knelt in front of Huo Bao with a "poof".

Huo Bao sideways avoided, frowning.

This man looked familiar, not someone else, it was the one who sat on the ground and cried yesterday.

"Master, please be kind and buy this girl Dalian!" The man said while kowtowing.

"Song Laosan, what are you doing?" Lao Cun Zheng saw that Huo Bao didn't like it, and stepped forward to scold.

"Hey, my family owes the five hundred dollars and now it's going to be two taels, and I'm counting on the summer harvest to pay it back, where can I get it? Instead of going to the autumn to let people pull away, it is better to ask the kind master to give him a way to live! ”

After the man finished speaking, he knelt down a few more miles,

There are white-haired old women, peasant women with slethered faces, and children with immature faces.

Are these people pitiful?

Wretched.

But Huo Bao's face was not without sympathy, his eyes were cold, and he looked at the young man hiding behind the crowd.

The young man was stunned at first, and then his face showed a little weakness, and he avoided behind the person next to him.