When the state apparatus bared its fangs, the smell of blood permeated. Zhang Xiao, his son, and grandson were beheaded at the entrance of Anyifang City, and a cadre led by the head of the team, He Da, and the male members of the family were also killed at the entrance of Fangshikou. No one will sympathize with them, how can a family cry like crying all the way, they do perverse and are finally killed and exiled, and the people will only spit and applaud.

No one dared to leave Anyifang, which was tired of blood, for many days, and Cui Hua was not killed because of his incompetence as an official, but he had to be demoted to Lingnan.

"When I was full of old friends, I was the only eight-year-old child who sent me away, and fame and fortune were really a dream."

An old horse dragged the cart, and several bookcases occupied half of the carriage's space, and the prison life of just half a month was actually called Cui Hua's temples frosty white. There is nowhere to talk about human affection, and at this moment he is no longer keen on career and fame.

Of course, Cai Cong came to return the book, he wouldn't comfort people, but he felt that he should return the favor, and after thinking about it, he said: "You shouldn't have responded, you shouldn't have come to make this Chang'an order." If you don't understand it, you won't have a career in the future. ”

"Why do you say that?" Cui Hua didn't treat Cai Cong as an eight-year-old child at all, but talked to him as a peer.

"Don't say! It's not good for anyone to say it. "Can Cai Cong still say that Li Shimin has seen that the five surnames and seven families are unhappy, and he is slowly wearing away your influence?

If Cui Hua thinks of this, if he takes refuge in Li Shimin, the future will naturally be unlimited, but Cai Cong will no longer have anything to do with him, and it must be more convenient to sell the people of the family and sell friends.

"You're a small person, and you speak so old-fashioned, it's really embarrassing to listen to it. The old man is gone, I hope to see you again! ”

"Take care all the way!"

There is no parting poem, and there is no sadness, more like a few words of greetings on the road. Watching the carriage go away, Cai Cong also climbed into the ox cart.

The village is full of chickens flying and dogs jumping, and it is impossible for every family to have extra food to raise chickens, so they can only raise them freely, and they can step on a few bubbles of chicken poop when they walk. The quarrel has never stopped, the pheasants are all about the same, and they always lay eggs at will, and it happens that two people see it together, and then they will argue.

This kind of thing is said to be reasonable, and the old patriarch doesn't dare to directly determine whose family it is, so he said with a smile, whoever asks you to raise, you will go to whomever you go.

Cai Cong came back and listened, this is very simple! The eggs were added to the two, and two plates of fennel eggs were scrambled for them to take home to eat. The next day, all the chickens in the village were written in strips of rags and tied to their feet, so as to distinguish between those and whom.

The old patriarch watched a few chickens in the yard foraging back and forth every day, the court refunded the taxes, and Cai Cong took the villagers to sell the chickens, and the whole Caijia Village didn't know how much better it was than before, he was dead now, and he could straighten up and go to see the ancestors.

"Old man, it's good that you are old, you hide here every day for half a day, poor children and grandchildren, they are about to be annoyed to death." Cai Cong ran in, picked up the kettle and poured a big sip unceremoniously, and he could only clean up for a while by hiding in the yard.

"Huh...... I'm old, so of course I'm going to hide and rest. You are smart, and the villagers annoy you, and that's because you can feed them. ”

"Hahaha...... It's easy to say, but it's not so easy to make sure that the villagers can have enough to eat. Cai Cong also said with a smile that he likes to chat with wise old people, whether it is his teacher in his previous life or his uncle in this life, one is full of knowledge, and the other has experienced the baptism of years.

"Hehe, Cong'er, you are a good boy, even if it is those things that are not good, you don't care about those bastard things before. But why do you always have anxiety on your brow? ”

The old man stretched out his dry hand as he spoke, gently touching Cai Cong's brow, his eyes full of pity. Others only saw Cai Cong's calmness and etiquette, but they couldn't see the irritability in the depths of his eyes.

"Alas~ I can't sleep, I know something very bad is going to happen, what should I do? I'm afraid no one will believe me if I say it. If it were you, what would you do? ”

Cai Cong is indeed very anxious, he is not a big traitor, and as the days go by, he is even more anxious. It's August now, and the Turks may come at any time, that's all, the key is next year's drought, the locust plague in June of the second year of Zhenguan, which swept the entire Guanzhong and Shandong, and countless people will starve to death, and there will be rogues and homeless people everywhere, and the cry will resound throughout the Tang Dynasty, and he can't turn a blind eye.

"If it were the old man me, I would say it! If you don't say it, you won't be able to eat or sleep well, and if you say it, it's their business to believe it or not, and if you don't believe it, you won't be able to complain if you suffer. ”

The old man caressed Cai Cong's head lovingly, he couldn't understand how the little man could pretend to have so many things in his heart, so that his brows never stretched.

He is already in his prime, and he has seen too much, the suffering of the Great Cause, the turmoil of the heroes against the Sui, or the blood and tears of the Tang Dynasty to conquer the world. He is not a great Confucian and wise man, but he has the most simple worldview.

"Hmmm! I listen to you. ”

Cai Cong just wanted to find someone to convince himself and give himself the courage to face the world to spit. Sister Cai has no opinion, Cai Gang will probably say that it is good if his family is not offended, only the old man lives a long time, and will give him a pertinent opinion.

The old man was old, and he was easily sleepy when the wind blew, so he soon fell asleep on the free chair that Cai Cong made for him. The Xiaoyao chair was also made by Cai Cong, sitting on the Hu chair was more painful than squatting on the ground, Cai Cong found someone to make a set of furniture, and by the way, he also made a set for the old man.

No one dares to make up their minds in the business of educating chickens, not to mention Cai Cong's grandfather, uncle, and uncle, all of whom died in battle. Let's just say that for this secret recipe, An Yifang bled all over the place, and no one dared to commit a crime against the wind at this time.

As a result, people from Caijia Village in the east and west markets set up stalls to sell indoctrination chickens every day, and most of the money was turned into food. In half a month, the village has accumulated a lot of grain. Many people don't understand why they are hoarding so much food, but they just do what Cai Cong said. But in this day and age, frequent and large purchases of grain are a very sensitive matter. So when Cai Gang and the others were about to leave Chang'an with grain today, they were blocked by Jin Wuwei and asked what they were doing with so much food?

Accumulating two years of rations is very difficult in this era, and ordinary farmers are almost incapable of doing so. And the capable family, no one dares to ask. However, those who have the ability do not dare to swagger and buy food for thousands of people to eat for a few years, is this to accumulate food for rebellion?

The villagers didn't know what it was for, and they couldn't say anything for a long time, so they were all beaten up and arrested. Only Cai Gang came back, with a blue nose and swollen face, limping, and just entered the village shouting to find Cai Cong.

His wife wept and wiped away tears after just one look, her left eye was swollen with a slit, and her knee was frighteningly swollen.

"Auntie, be quiet, the old man is asleep, don't wake up." Cai Cong crossed his steps and said slowly. He also had a headache, the village was really empty, and if he raised his voice, the whole village could hear it.

"The four sons, Da Liu, and Guo Zi were all taken away by Jin Wuwei's people, saying that we had bad intentions and hoarded food. They said that they wanted you to go to Jinwuwei to explain why they were hoarding so much food, otherwise they would deal with Daliu and them according to their intentions, and they would send troops to arrest people in the village. ”

I don't know if I want Cai Gang to come back to deliver the news, there is no good piece of the whole body, but there is no injury to the mouth at all.

"You want me to go?"

Cai Cong frowned, could it be that someone in Jin Wuwei had taken a fancy to his secret recipe? Or is someone stupid enough to think that someone will have bad intentions at the foot of this Chang'an?

"Don't say that my uncle is talkative, I've asked you a few times, this rice is enough for us to eat for two years, you still have to buy rice, what are you doing with so much rice? I said something would happen, but you still don't believe it, what now? ”

Cai Gang said with resentment, he had asked a few times before, so much rice, plus the returned taxes, it was more than enough to eat for two and a half years. But Cai Cong still wants to buy rice, he can't figure it out, and others can't figure it out.

If you can't figure it out, you can do it, and now that something happens, there will always be resentment. Rebellion! Associated with this word, how many people have ended well throughout the ages?

"My arrangement makes sense, Uncle Gang, you go to see the doctor, Qian Yin will ask my mother to get it, and Brother Wei Guo will send me to Chang'an."

Cai Cong raised his eyebrows, and said with a flat but undoubted face, this is an old problem. In the past, no one was allowed to question the decisions he made, but he soon remembered that it was now the Tang Dynasty, the world, and the clan society, so he suppressed the unhappiness in his heart.