After Han Yuyan left Beijing to pick up her parents in Shanxi, Gao Junshan thought of Chen Yuanyuan and felt as if he had done a little ruthless to her, so he called Li Derong to ask about Chen Yuanyuan's later situation, and Li Derong told him that after the woman woke up, she spoke a little incoherently, and later heard that she was married and became a nun.

Gao Junshan wanted to inquire where Chen Yuanyuan went to become a monk, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed back.

The next day, he said to Sun Kewang: "The day of enthronement is getting closer and closer, you go out with Gu to go out and relax." ”

"Where?" Sun Kewang asked.

"I can't think of it all of a sudden, it doesn't matter where I go, in short, let's go out and relax!"

"Do you want a private interview with WeChat?" Sun Kewang asked again.

"That's what it means."

So, Sun Kewang took two entourages, followed Gao Junshan to disguise himself as a common man, rode out of Chaoyangmen, and went straight to Tongzhou.

The horse whipped quickly, galloped for more than 100 miles, and the high mountain tightened the reins and dismounted to rest.

There are golden wheat fields everywhere, one after the other, one after the other. The breeze blew, and the needle-like wheat mangs fluttered with the swaying of the wind, but the spikes that were originally very imposing were in the swing of the wind, like the charm of a noblewoman, like the gentleness of a good wife, and like the grace of a girl.

Standing on the edge of the wheat field, Gao Junshan did not bother to enjoy this picturesque scene, but stared at the wasteland in the distance that was not in harmony with the scenery.

A few entourages went to the side to walk their horses, and Sun Kewang walked into the high mountain and said: "King Qin, we have already passed Tongzhou in this run, and now it is the boundary of the three rivers. ”

Gao Junshan said: "I have observed it alone, and along the way, although I saw a scene of a bumper harvest, there were also a lot of wastelands. Since you are here, you might as well check whether Liu Fangliang has violated Lone's will and privately circled the land. ”

Secretly investigating the matter of the enclosure, this is the rhythm of not believing Liu Fangliang.

Gao Junshan and Sun Kewang came to the field, there was an old farmer sitting on the ridge of the field smoking hookah, Gao Junshan greeted him: "Fellow, look at this scene, this year is going to be a bumper harvest!" ”

The old farmer took a puff of smoke rings and said, "Yes, this year is a good harvest." I heard that the new emperor is about to ascend the throne, and we peasants will be exempted from paying taxes, but I don't know if it's true or not. ”

"Fellow, you can tell the villagers that this is a true thing, and it is a sure thing." Gao Junshan replied to the old farmer with a smile.

The old peasant asked suspiciously, "How do you know about this official?" ”

Sun Kewang wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gao Junshan's look.

Gao Junshan said: "We are doing small business, we just came out of the capital, but the people of the capital have spread, and everyone knows it!" Everyone was smiling. Even I, a small trader, have been wiped out, and I can finally make some money back home this year! ”

The old farmer asked curiously, "I don't know what kind of business the shopkeeper is doing?" ”

Gao Junshan said: "I work for the Cao Gang and harvest some wheat to survive. It's not a mess of food, it's been running around these years. ”

The old farmer took another puff of hookah, and after spitting out the smoke rings freely, he said: "This year's harvest is good, you have to make a lot of money!" ”

Gao Junshan smiled again and said, "Fellow, your smoking skills are first-class!" ”

The old farmer fluttered up: "It's not that the old man brags, my family was also a rich family in the early years, and I was infected with the bad problem of smoking since I was a child. ”

"Don't worry, fellow, life will slowly get better!"

"Accept your good words, everyone's life will be fine." The old farmer sighed again as he spoke, "Ahem! I don't want to be like the Fuxiang family? ”

"Who is Fuxiang?"

"Fuxiang is my old neighbor, rich, someone in the family is an official in the court, and usually acts as a prestige in the township. Well, now I heard that the one who was an official in the court was beheaded by Chongzhen two years earlier, and their family did not know where to go. The old farmer pointed to a piece of desolate land: "See? That is the land of Fuxiang's family, there is no one in the family anymore, and the land is deserted! ”

Gao Junshan hurriedly asked: "I have seen a lot of wasteland along the way, and it is a pity to let them be abandoned like this." With such a good harvest, I would like to rent a piece of land to plant, do you think it is possible? ”

The old farmer took a puff of cigarette, took a long breath, and said, "You come late, the yamen has already taken away this land." ”

"Oh? Which rich man is so wide? It's a big deal! ”

The old farmer smiled: "I don't think you are a trader, but like an idle master, lonely and unheard." Have you heard that the new emperor is going to take back all the wasted land? ”

"What are you doing with it?"

The old farmer complained: "How can I guess the emperor's thoughts? As he spoke, the old peasant put down his hookah and stood up, "I'm going to talk to you, I haven't finished my work in the field yet!" Look at the weather, tomorrow there will be another heavy rain. ”

Gao Junshan said politely: "What a disturbance!" ”

Sun Kewang asked in a low voice: "Do you want to go to the county government to ask?" ”

Gao Junshan said: "How do you ask?" Does the county government recognize who you are? ”

"I ......," Sun Kewang said "I", and only then did he remember that it was a private interview with Weifu.

Gao Junshan visited a few groups of people in the vicinity, but did not ask anything suspicious, because it was late, so they found an inn in Sanhe and stayed for the night.

The next day, the weather was hot and sultry, and the group got up early and rode on the road, they went all the way to the south, learning about the enclosure while walking, Gao Junshan did not find out about Liu Fangliang's personal enclosure, indicating that Liu Fangliang was still doing things according to his will.

At noon, they came to the banks of the Grand Canal and saw a small fishing village called Nitun, which looked like about thirty-four families.

Seeing that it was about to rain, Gao Junshan decided to take shelter from the rain here, so he entered the village, and there was an inn in the village, and the inn was called "Nitun Inn". The inn is not small, and there is a yard with a manger in the yard.

Gao Junshan plans to rest here for the night and return to Beijing the next day.

"Guest officer, do you want to stay in the hotel?" The shopkeeper came out and asked.

Gao Junshan said: "Stay in the hotel." To be the most intermittent. ”

The shopkeeper greeted him with a smile and said, "There happens to be a big house, on the second floor, a few people come with me." ”

A few people walked into the courtyard, and Sun Kewang said to two of them: "You go up with him to have a look!" ”

The remaining retinue led the horse to the manger.

Gao Junshan and Sun Kewang walked into the hall, and the shopkeeper was dialing the plate, and there were words in his mouth: "Four goes to six into one, three under five divides by two, three nine twenty-seven ......"

Gao Junshan didn't bother the shopkeeper, looked around, didn't find any suspicious problems, and saw a stool at the counter, so he went up and sat down.

The shopkeeper stopped the calculation in his hand, raised his head and narrowed his eyes into a line, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, guest officer, I'm settling accounts, I'm sneering you, forgive me!" Excuse me! ”

Gao Junshan said: "It looks like your inn is quite hot." ”

The shopkeeper said: "Small business, difficult. It's just that business has improved in the past two months, and there are not many passers-by in the past, not much. ”

"Why are there more guests in the past two months?" Gao Jun Mountain digs into the roots.