If you want to rely on the government to exterminate those people who have been forced to become the pole to get the reward of military merit, don't Yang Fan still have a little conscience, even if greed page may not achieve the goal. Yes, according to the military exploits of the Ming Dynasty, the head of an enemy was beheaded in battle, and the silver of the alien race was five taels, the pirates were two taels, and the rogues were one tael. Of course, the imperial court can't take out this silver now, and even if it is taken out, there will be half a tael left in its own hands. However, the rich landlords here are willing to take it, and they will not only lose their wealth in the face of red-eyed rogues, but also take their lives, which is a kind of hatred from the bottom of the hearts of the poor to the rich.

put three mouthfuls, and now it is indeed without 2 taels of silver, but it also lacks Yang Fan's fiery heart to serve the country. Of course, he also knew that even if the two old dolls were released, in fact, they would not live long, and the three people without pillars would either die in the infighting among the rogues, or die in starvation who could not rob anything. As a result, the desire for military exploits slowly became indifferent.

If this is still the case in the rich Jiangnan, what should happen to the north that has been plagued for many years? According to the merchants who came north on the wharf where they worked, they were already thousands of miles away, there were already wanderers, and people were already eating people.

"Brother, brother, it's done." A low voice called Yang Fan back to reality.

A figure sneaked out of this luxurious courtyard. The probe poked his head and looked around. Yang Fan, who was riding on the wall and pondering, came back to his senses, beckoned to him, and called softly: I'm here. ”

The horse flashed quickly and came under the wall. Yang Fan stretched out his hand. And they pulled him up against the wall.

The horse sat down on the wall, and immediately praised: "Brother, you really have a vision." The place where this wind is picked is really hidden. I can't even find you when I come out. ”

"Don't pat yourself on the back, what did you touch? Take it out and take a look. Yang Fan lightly hammered the horse.

The horses are bulging in their arms. Pull out a stack of open plates. Two bottles of willow flowers. After taking these things, Yang Fan was very disappointed: "What are you doing with these?" The bells and whistles are useless at all, and what about the food we need? ”

The horse replied with a gloomy face: "It's really unlucky." I thought that this yellow man was rich outside the horse, who knew that he was a horse dung ball, a sheep egg, and the outside was not only the inside. Looking at the spaciousness, there are no too valuable objects at home, and there is not much food, and the old guy is still sleeping on the grain stack, and there is no way, so he only touches these few things. ”

Yang Fan smiled helplessly, at this time, the grain is the most expensive, and the gold and silver can only be scrap iron in the end, just like the flood of the year before last, thousands of miles of Zeguo, mourning all over the wilderness, a gold ring can not be exchanged for a bowl of gruel, a scoop of rice can be exchanged for a big girl, if it were not for the great benevolent Zheng Hongda charity, this Hangzhou left near at least 40,000 or 50,000 people starved to death. Such a tragic scene is still in front of us, at this time, there will be another pirate siege, food is the most precious, this is this rich man will exchange all the gold and silver for food, his family lies on this important thing, for fear of losing, during this time, the most stolen is food.

Shove the plate into your arms. Yang Fan couldn't help but say helplessly: "There are still a few really rich and noble people left here." The really rich and noble all went to Hangzhou to take shelter from the storm. ”

Ma Er said: "Yes, in our Haining fart big place, the city wall is dilapidated, the army is still few, in the face of more than 30,000 pirates, the possibility of holding is too great, if you don't run, you will have a ghost, and we are left to run, and there is a miser who is reluctant to have a family business." When he said this, he reached into his arms, took out two more things, shook them in front of Yang Fan, and said proudly: "Brother, look what this is." ”

Yang Fanyi frowned and said, "What is it?" Don't be too valuable, that would be troublesome. ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he snatched one from his hand, and as soon as he started it, Yang Fan was free. It's just a book, and it's not unusual.

Ma Er grinned and said, "I saw that your nephew had to go to the bookstore to copy a book, which was very hard." This time, I saw that the Huang family had a few copies, if I wasn't afraid that I would take them out to provoke the Huang family, I would have brought them all.

The truth of the horses. In this era, the value of a book is something that he Yang Fan is reluctant to buy, so he can only watch his son work hard to copy books.

Yang Fan looked delighted at the moon.

His own children are good at writing, which is different from his ancestors, but this is also his pride. But what about reading? Even if he is a high scholar, but as a military household, he is not even qualified for scientific examinations, and no matter how many books he reads, he has no chance to change his identity.

But reading is still a good thing, after all, if you are literate and hyphenated, you will be respected, and when you grow up, at least you can find a job in the account room or something, which is much better than carrying coolies on the dock by yourself.

The child has this heart, and the brother has this heart, so he is moved.

I didn't look at the name either. Yang Fan took the book into his arms. greeted this brother who was absolutely close to him: "Don't stay here, it's a big night, two men are riding on the wall of others, not thieves are thieves." Let's go back again. ”

Ma Er didn't say anything anymore, and followed Yang Fan to go down the wall and go to the old Wang's house where he could sell the stolen goods.

Along the road, there were no patrols, and there were no officials arresting the night. Although there were countless homeless beggars lying along the street, there was no movement when they saw the two people. He numbly let the two of them walk through the streets and alleys.

It was a dead night. Although the moon is bright. There are a lot of stars. But it can't hide the dead breath of the land.

This rotten death is not a pirate who is about to be killed, but this world of forgiveness.

Liang Ji Spicy Noodles Restaurant, the owner is a Shaanxi person who fled a few years ago, a mouthful of authentic Shaanxi dialect sounds fresh, settled here, opened this shop, in Haining is also considered to be famous to eat, although this is famous but it is relatively bitter haha. But the ample portion, the spicy taste that makes you sweat, and the bowl that can also give you unlimited soup filling and condiments, are these bitter haha favorites.

The most important thing is the shopkeeper's unique skill of baking pot helmet, which makes these bitter hahas rush to it.

The pot helmet is not only scorched and tender, the tendons carry the hunger, and the amount is full, according to the catty of two, ten big money a catty, there is no fraud, therefore, those hungry coolies, often have to go to half a catty of pot helmets, and then blushing to ask the boss to serve a bowl of free clear soup with condiments, squatting on the side of the road with a thousand thanks, while looking left and right looking for possible customers, while snoring and eating a meal, and then with a full body of sweat, rushing to the feet, waiting for today's life to come to the door. WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~

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