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Xia Xiang responded to Lian Ruohan's comprehension smile: "Wang Wei's poem "In the Mountains" is written about the scenery in the mountains in late autumn and early winter, with an ethereal and silent beauty. Although the artistic conception is beautiful and far-reaching, it seems to be inconsistent with Lian Niangzi's lofty ambition to rejuvenate the country. ”

Lian Ruohan chuckled: "It's enough to match this situation and this scene, the so-called one time and that time." Xia County's "Autumn Words" and the situation of Zhending are not very consistent, the current Zhending, autumn is slaughtering, the cold is attacking, where is there any poetic feeling? You see in the fields, there are still homeless people picking up things to eat, around the mounds, there are thatched huts and tents, and there are people living in them. ”

Xia Xiang had already seen the displaced people in the fields and the thatched tents in the wilderness, and he sighed: "Those who know me, even the lady." At the time of the Tang Dynasty, a grain of millet was planted in spring and 10,000 seeds were harvested in autumn. There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death. Compared with the Tang Dynasty, the national strength of Daxia is much stronger. Look outside the city, there are large fields of barren land that no one cultivates, do you know why? ”

Cao Shuli tilted her head and asked, "Could it be that the people are lazy, or the manpower is not enough?" ”

"Neither." Xiao Jia followed behind Xia Xiang, and she walked side by side with Mantuo, "It is really located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, a horse and a flat river, compared to Lingshou Mountain, there is more land and less land, and there is no shortage of fields. It's just that the terrain outside the city is low, and it is a wetland and a salt land, so it doesn't grow crops. ”

Cao Shuli nodded again and again: "I see." Guarding large fields empty, but unable to grow crops, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten. If the fields in front of them become fertile land, it is a great thing that these displaced people will have land to plant. ”

Xia Xiang nodded and smiled: "Cao Niangzi Bodhisattva heart." ”

Cao Shuli's face flushed slightly: "Xia Xianzun made fun of it." I grew up in the capital since I was a child, and I didn't know the suffering of the world, but this time I went out of the capital and went all the way south, so I saw the difficulties of the people's lives. Pregnant...... The wood falls to the south, and the north wind is cold on the river. My home is on the water, far away from Chu Yun. The hometown tears are exhausted, and the lonely sail is seen in the sky. The maze wants to ask, and the sea is long. ”

"Meng Haoran's "Early Cold" not only envies the pastoral life, intends to retreat, but also wants to seek officials to do things, in order to show off the grand picture, the scenery and thoughts are intertwined, dilemma and hesitation, Cao Niangzi, this poem is mostly Cao Shilang's favorite poem, right?" Xia Xiang asked with a smile, Cao Shuli is at the age of innocence, how can she be so in such a dilemma?

Cao Shuli lowered her head and smiled: "Xia Xianzun guessed it." Now it's time for Mrs. Xiao to chant poetry. ”

Xiao Jia thought for a moment and said, "The autumn period in the sky is approaching, and the moon shadow in the world is clear. The toad into the river is not nothing, and the rabbit is immortal......"

Even Ruohan and Cao Shuli glanced at each other, and both of them felt slightly guilty and uneasy in their hearts. Xiao Jia is chanting a song "Moon" by Du Fu, the moon is full in the sky and she is alone in the world, but she is very lonely. The two of them understood in their hearts that Xiao Jia knew Xia Xiang first, but Xia Xiang and her only had brother and sister feelings and no male or female meanings, and it was inevitable that she would be sentimental for a while.

Xia Xiang naturally heard Xiao Jia's words, and wanted to comfort Xiao Jia a few words, but before he could speak, Cao Shujun preemptively said: "Xiao Niangzi don't be sad, I am willing to accompany Xiao Niangzi and never give up." Regardless of whether Xiao Niangzi beats or scolds, she guarantees that she will not fight back and scold ......"

"Cao Langjun, don't be sentimental, Mrs. Xiao doesn't need your company." Zheng Hao took a step forward and crossed between Cao Shujun and Xiao Jia, he stretched out his hands to prevent Cao Shujun from moving closer to Xiao Jia, "Xiao Niangzi's favorite person is a young and promising young talent like this official. ”

Cao Shujun was suddenly angry: "What does Zheng Tongju mean is that he is not a young talent in the next place?" You are still in the wind, and the autumn is deep, and the leaves of the trees have all fallen, and they are bare and ugly to death. ”

The crowd laughed.

As soon as they looked up, they had already reached the top of the mound.

The mound is not big, one or two miles in circumference, but not more than ten zhang high, and I don't know what year and month it has accumulated into a place. There is no grass on the mound, but there is a wooden pavilion. In the pavilion, there are tables, chairs, and railings.

Standing on top of the mound, you can see the entire Zhending City in all directions. The Fuzun in the distance and the county government across the river, the city gate of the east city and the city gate of the north city, and the Big Buddha Temple shining in the sun.

Xia Xiang was full of emotion for a while, and said loudly: "Untie the three autumn leaves, and you can bloom February flowers." Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. When dealing with people and things, it is like the wind, which can blow down the golden leaves of autumn and the beautiful flowers of spring. Blowing across the river can set off thousands of feet of huge waves, and blowing into the bamboo forest can make thousands of bamboos tilt. The wind is impermanent, the water is impermanent, the clouds are impermanent, and the people are impermanent. Confucianism, Taoism and Legalism, although they have very different views on everything in the world, have a surprisingly similar view on one point - the sage is impermanent, and the heart of the people is the heart! ”

Zheng Hao nodded and praised: "Although this official does not agree with Xia Xianzun's statement that people should be like the wind, he agrees with the impermanence of the saint and takes the heart of the people as his heart. The saints of the ancients, gather people for home, gather for the country, gather the country for the world! ”

"Xia Langjun, since the saint is impermanent, and he takes the heart of the people as his heart, today's outing must also be for the suffering of the people?" Cao Shuli Bingxue was smart, and from Xia Xiang's poems and words, she could hear that Xia Xiangming was actually on an outing or planning something, and he took the initiative intentionally, so that Xia Xiang could take advantage of the trend.

Xia Xiang looked sideways and saw that Cao Shuli's hands were like soft wattles, her skin was like clotted fat, her collar was like a grub, and her teeth were like rhinoceros. The head of the mantis moth eyebrows, the clever smile, the beautiful eyes, and couldn't help but think: "Cao Niangzi is really smart, as a county honor, I care about the suffering of the people all the time." People are outing, but their hearts are on the displaced people, you see......"

Everyone looked in the direction of Xia Xiang's finger, and saw a rickety old man leading a three- or four-year-old child, looking for food in a barren field. There are no crops growing here, there are weeds, what food can be eaten? It's nothing more than wheat grains dropped by birds or wild fruits that are hard to swallow.

The old man was full of gray hair, at least sixty years old, thin and weak. Children of three or four years old are also extremely thin, and do not have the cheerfulness of children of the same age, and they follow the old man weakly, constantly looking down for something.

"It would be great if this large area of salt land could be turned into fertile land." Xia Xiang's eyes flashed with tears, one old and one young, one should be in peace, the other is in the mood for love, but he can't eat, and he is still struggling to eat a full stomach, as a parent official, the respect of a county, how can he be at ease?

"What's this, wait a minute, I'll take out ten taels of silver and give it to the old man and the children, so that they will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, it's much better than if we only know empty sorrow here." Cao Shujun took out a piece of silver from his bosom and was about to go down.

"Don't rush." Xia Xiang stopped Cao Shujun and pointed into the distance, "It's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish, can you manage one old and one young, and can you manage thousands of old and one young?" ”

In the distance, there was a large area of thatched huts, and many people could be seen coming in and out, and a rough estimate was that there were thousands of people, at least. Cao Shujun stopped, took back the silver, and smiled: "Even if the good times are always there, I'm afraid I can't afford to support so many people." But then again, the affairs of the government should have been solved by the government, and it should not be paid and contributed by the people, right? ”

Xia Xiang knocked Cao Shujun's head: "Let you take ten taels of silver, you are very happy." If you take 100,000 taels of silver, you will be in pain, won't you? With such a heart, how can we universalize sentient beings, how can we soar in the daytime? ”

"It's not that I'm in pain, but I don't have 100,000 taels of silver at all." Cao Shujun rolled his eyes unconvinced, "Don't talk about me, your family is even rich enough to rival the country, and 100,000 taels of silver is just a drop in the bucket for her, why don't you let her take out the money?" ”

A gust of autumn wind blew the thatch on the roofs of several huts, causing several people to shout and chase after the thatch that was blown away by the wind. In the end, he couldn't catch up, and the thatch was blown far away by the wind and disappeared. The pursuers sat on the ground and wept loudly.

Lian Ruohan has been clothed and fed since he was a child, how could he have seen such a scene, and he couldn't help but feel sad, and he was extremely emotional: "The high wind roared angrily in August and autumn, rolling up the triple thatched on my house...... I didn't expect that Daxia Chengping had been peaceful for many years, and the people had lived so hard, thinking that I didn't know how much silver taels I had wasted before. Xia Xianzun, from now on, I will donate 10,000 taels of silver every month to the poor people. ”

As soon as Lian Ruohan said this, everyone was taken aback.

10,000 taels of silver is not a decimal number, 10,000 taels a month is enough for 120,000 taels of silver in a year, and some small counties pay less than 100,000 taels of silver in a year.

"No, not necessarily." Xia Xiang smiled and shook his head to reject Lian Ruohan's kindness, he walked down the mound with his hands behind his back, "How to properly settle these homeless people, this official already has a countermeasure." Even the lady is good

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