In the early summer of July, the sun hung high, and the land of Qilu was unusually hot because of its proximity to the Huaihai Sea, which was not much more reckless than the Chu State in the south.

A line of green fields, everywhere you can see busy peasant women, children, and fathers-in-law.

The Tian family has few idle months, and people are busy in May. The old man, who had been smoky by the sun, was struggling to cultivate the land, and beside him was a half-torn rattan basket, in which were clay pots full of water, and cakes made of chaff and yellow flour, and his palms full of dry cracks reached into it.

It was a woman dressed in a half-worn blue cloth garment, holding a half-grown child with a hanging hair, whose calloused hands were covered by white arms, and whose age was about twenty years old, and the half-child stared restlessly at the water in the clay pot.

The water was clear, and from it you could see scratches, brown glaze and white yellowish earth, and one of the ears was broken, and it was simply strung with thick hemp rope.

The woman held the child in one hand, and reached into the clear clay pot with the other hand, the back of her hand was slightly bent, and she scooped a scoop of water into the shape of a spoon and gave it to the child, and the old man smiled happily, this is his daughter-in-law and grandson.

In the distant wilderness, a team slowly appeared on the horizon, the sound of horses' hooves sounded wantonly on the field, the purple flag in front, the chariot soldiers behind, and a few extravagant chariots in the middle, about three hundred people, the old man and the woman probably nervously lay on the soil, not daring to move.

Only the half-grown drooping child looked ahead with a smile, and the frightened woman hurriedly pulled the child's arm, but seeing the smoke and dust in the distance getting closer and closer, she hurriedly got up and hugged the child and then lay down tightly.

"Stop." The young man kneeling on the carriage frowned, the bumpy mountain road is really not easy to walk, let alone the wheels without earthquake measures, even if his own imperial hand is as good at driving horses as Zilu, it will break Confucius's bones!

"Wow!" The galloping horses stopped their wanton hooves and looked around in fidget.

The woman and the old man who were lying on the soil trembled nervously, and the little boy with his sideburns left the woman's suppression with a smile, jumped slightly, and ran to the right side of the car.

The young man gestured slightly to the tall guard beside him, and one of the guards picked up the child.

"Tell Uncle Wang and ask him to get out of the car." Tian Jian, surrounded by the guards, slowly got out of the car.

"Where is this?" Tian Jian looked at the woman and the old man lying on the soil, and said softly.

The woman and the old man trembled more and more, and Tian Jian's soothing brows furrowed again.

The old man finally gained courage, trembling and straightening up on the soil, the short brown half-open that adhered to the fresh brown soil, and his dark and rough hands patted him nervously, and said, "This is Xiang Yi." ”

"What do you call my husband?" Tian Jianwen said.

"I... My name is Erhei, and next to me is my daughter-in-law, Asa... Cloud, the other one is my grandson. The old man said in a hurry, his eyes glanced down when he spoke, and he didn't dare to look at this nobleman.

Although it is simple to wear, the delicate brocade, embroidered gold cloud boots... It makes people feel that they are either rich or expensive, not to mention the nobility from the inside out, which is incomparable to anyone.

"May I ask my husband, what is this sowing for? Can there be geometry in Shoucheng? A smile appeared on the corner of Tian Jian's mouth, and he looked more amiable.

The old man glanced up at Tian Jian, and hurriedly said: "This is corn, Shoucheng can have one acre and three stones." ”

"Three stones, but it's not low, and this field is also considered to be of the highest grade." Tian Jian said with a smile.

"Three stones? The nobleman laughed, it will cost thirty percent to hand it over to the government, and the Xiang family of Xiangyi will also take out half of it, and it will be good to be able to feed us. The woman shook her head and sighed.

"Then how many people do you have in your family, and how many fields do you have?" An Pingjun narrowed his eyes and asked.

"It's not much, a family of fifty acres of land, but our family has thirteen people?" The old man recounted.

"Fifty acres?" Anping Juntian knew in his heart that this was the hinterland of the Qi country, so the fields were not as barren as those borderlands, and fifty acres was not bad, but if you counted the thirteen people, it was not much.

The water in the clay pot with one ear off was still clear, the glaze reflected a figure in the hot sun, the coarse wheat cake showed a rough texture, and the swarthy and wrinkled face of the old farmer next to him was slightly wrinkled.

"Is there enough to feed your family?" Tian Dan sighed.

"It's over, it's over." The old farmer had a smile on his face.

"Excuse me." Tian Jian smiled slightly.

.......

The old farmer in the field has not yet retracted his shock, the brocade in his hand is so silky, it is like a woman's small hand, this young man is too generous.

The woman looked at the dust in the distance, and was stunned.

An Pingjun, who was sitting next to Tian Jian, smiled slightly bitterly, "Your Majesty, the purpose of you bringing your ministers out, the ministers probably already understand." ”

"But I didn't let your family go out either." Tian Jian shook his head and smiled.

An Pingjun, this guy, heard that he was going to inspect the people, so he forced his family out with him, and the whole family was stuffed into the troika.

"Wechen is also unacceptable, Wechen's two sons and one daughter have lived in luxury since they were young, and it is good for them to come out and experience the hardships of the people." An Pingjun shook his head and smiled.

Tian Jian nodded lightly, in fact, An Pingjun's purpose, how could he not be clear, it was nothing more than that he felt that he doubted him, so he put his family under his nose, so as to prove his innocence! "An Pingjun's hard work is beyond the power of the world!"

"But today's situation, An Pingjun has also seen it, the people are all afraid of us, the fields are very rich, but the people are not full, why is this?

The government took 30% of the tax, and the nobles collected half, leaving them only 20%!

The widow believes that this is not just a family, the people of Qi seem to be rich, but they are actually in the midst of fire and water, and the widow is worried! ”

"This?" An Pingjun's gray hair was a little gloomy, and he sighed and said: "As a courtier, you can't do something, and you can't do what you can do for the monarch, the maladministration of the Qi country is not the disadvantage of the Qi family, but the disadvantage of the nations!"

Li Yi's law changes allow private land to be bought and sold, but which of those people can afford it? Shang Ying rewarded military merits and came to seal the fields, but these fields are still occupied by the old family!

The maladministration of Chu was even worse, but even Wu Qi was only the result of death.

Your Majesty, if you can't do it, you can't do it! “

(End of chapter)