PS: The second chapter is in the afternoon

The next day, the wind and the sun were beautiful, and the two sat on the wide car and went to the Lonely Garden, and Bo Qi beat Zhao Wuxian's legs.

Wuxian closed his eyes and said: "In fact, the Lonely Garden has been set up as early as January and February just after the end of the war, protecting the germination of plants, raising young children and teenagers, and caring for orphans are the necessary measures of the princes and doctors at four o'clock, if I can't do this, I will really live for twenty or thirty years in vain." ”

Bo Mi slapped him a little harder: "Si Kou is not yet eighteen years old, where did he come from for twenty or thirty years?" It's been a slip of the tongue lately. ”

Wuxian laughed and brought up this topic, but as he said, official pensions for orphans are not unheard of in this era. In order to win the hearts of the people, Zhao Wuxian fulfilled his promise to the soldiers who died in the war and established the Garden of Solitude. Among them, all the expenses of the orphans were maintained by him with the money in his private treasury, and he also gave 500 acres of land to the lonely garden and many subordinate farmers to make a living.

After getting off the bus, they had already arrived at Guo outside Yuncheng, on the edge of a sparse forest, there was a medium-sized courtyard in the middle, and the children were playing in groups under the trees outside the courtyard.

But I saw that on the edge of the stream, six or seven girls with clean faces gathered together, they kneaded the soil for rice, made some muddy water as soup, put some wood, soil and soil as meat pieces, and used mud to knead into the appearance of pottery beans and pottery mustaches, imitating adults to eat swallows, in fact, it is the family of later generations.

It is not surprising that children have been exposed to adults since childhood, and it is reasonable for them to learn to imitate family life, and this is still the case thousands of years later. But the things in their hands are only for playing, but they can't eat or fill their stomachs, so in general. In the evening, the tired birds return to the forest. After having fun, the children went home.

"But these girls can't return home, they are abandoned orphans. Or if their parents died in war and disease, and now they can only live here, I have decreed that all the people of the country can be adopted, and those who have no children can come and adopt, but ......"

Wuxian smiled bitterly, and took the boy back, and when he grew up, he could still be a farmer, but after taking the girl back, could it be that he had to help her buy a dowry when he grew up? So there are very few people who claim the girl.

The words made Bo Mi worried. The past experiences come to mind. She knew the dangers of the world, and generally speaking, such lonely girls in the city would either be reduced to beggars, or they would be collected by the bad hearted people and sold to nobles who needed young girls to accompany them for burial, or to female widows!

Bo Mi didn't want these innocent little girls in front of her to suffer this kind of fate in the territory of a gentleman.

She frowned and pondered for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up: "The gentleman encourages weaving." It is better to let the concubines adopt and train these girls, teach them silkworm weaving, or seasoning and cooking, and serve people's skills. When you reach adulthood, you can also have a skill and can support yourself. ”

The status of women in this era was not as low as in later generations. Not to mention that they are not forbidden to show their heads, and there are not a few who are self-reliant. For example, "Wei Feng. The abandoned woman in "Hooligans" is living alone after divorce, so Bo Mi said this.

Wuxian smiled: "That's what I thought. Although I promised the soldiers who died in the battle that I would take care of their wives, the older ones had to arrange a way out, and it was not a long way to keep them in the Garden of Solitude. ”

That's pretty much the way it was for the girls, but for the boys......

As he was talking, he saw a child's shout from a distance, and more than a dozen boys with snot on their faces were riding bamboo horses and running in a crooked queue in front of the courtyard gate.

Unlike girls, who like to play family dramas, boys are active by nature, and they are born with belligerent genes in their blood, and they like games related to war, such as bamboo horses and slingshots.

The youngest of them was bare-assed, and the oldest was already six feet tall. The tallest one was probably the chief, who wore a straw ring as a hat, a dogskin as a coat, a banner made of rags, and a bamboo pole to carry as a military flag, and led a group of people to ride a bamboo horse and run around, shouting the password at the same time.

"Stop, the scout has come to report that there are enemy troops ahead!"

They turned a corner in the clearing, kicked up a large cloud of smoke and dust, and then greeted some other boys who came out of the courtyard, and then held up the rags and said loudly: "We are the light horsemen of the Zhao family, and today we will kill all the people and avenge our parents, and make a great contribution!" ”

"Martial arts are victorious!"

The children behind him entered the play, and after a burst of mountain shouts, they gritted their teeth and rode a bamboo horse to rush to the children who played the villain "Qi Guoren", and twenty or thirty people were in a ball.

"This looks like it."

The accompanying subordinate officials and military officials were amused by this scene, Bo Qi was also a little stunned, and Zhao Wuxian didn't think it was angry, the boy who didn't fight when he was a child, can he be productive when he grows up?

He smiled: "It's really similar to the scene when I entered Chengxiang at the beginning of that year, but at that time, many children have grown up to six feet tall and can join the army and follow my father to fight in the north and south." ”

There are more than 100 orphans of different ages in the lonely garden, but there are only two or three people who manage the little officials and nurses, who take care of one thing and lose the other, and are busy with the children who are screaming inside, so they don't have time to come out to take care of these living treasures.

So the boys fought bigger and bigger, and by the way, the girls' clay beans and pottery and the prepared "meal" were trampled to pieces. The girl with a strong personality jumped up and tried to fight them, but was pushed down by the powerful boy, and the timid girl also sat down on the ground and cried.

For a while, cries and chaos filled this simple playground, until everyone looked at each other, and Wuxian was about to let people stop this chaotic battle, but a crisp children's voice was heard shouting loudly from a distance: "Don't make trouble!" ”

The children paused and looked at where the pronunciation was.

But I saw a handsome young man with two hair mustaches with his hands on his waist, and taught them with great vigour: "Warriors, soldiers who stop fighting!" There are eight virtues of prohibiting violence, fighting soldiers, protecting the great, determining merit, reassuring the people, and wealth, but you only know how to bully women, not like soldiers, but like thieves. ”

The head of what the child said was full of momentum, so that all the children were stunned and withdrew their hands in a daze.

Shirtless looked at it and suddenly heyed. Isn't this the street of Qufu, where two children stumped Confucius's Xiang Lu. The tall boy with his head shrunk behind him is a public loser class who hasn't been seen for many days!

……

"How old are you?"

Xiang Lu changed his teeth in his mouth. There were two hollows in the two front teeth, and he saluted respectfully, and replied in a leaky voice, "Ten years old." ”

Zhao Wuxian nodded, and then remembered that Xiang Lu was the same age as the public loss class, more than two years, he had grown to ten years old, and his interest was in the public loss class that could light up the technology tree at any time, but he paid little attention to this prodigy.

"Who taught you that?"

Xiang Lu rolled his eyes: "My father said it, I remember it after listening to it once." I'll write those words as well. ”

After saying that, he used a branch to write and draw on the ground like a treasure, and wrote all the words he had just said, this well-behaved little guy was triumphant after writing, just waiting for Zhao Wuxian to praise him as a "genius" and "prodigy" like everyone else. But Zhao Wuxian just smiled and nodded that he was smart, and then turned his gaze to Xiang Lu's back, and the public loss class, who was always a little afraid of life, made a straight face.

"The paper workshop in Liqiu moved to the outskirts of Yuncheng a few months ago, and you followed your father here, so it's not good to stay in the workshop. Why do you run around? ”

Although the public loss class has seen Zhao Wuxian many times, he is still a little afraid of him, or he is afraid of everyone, and he can only pay full attention if he fiddles with the ink line and wooden moments.

So he said timidly: "It was Ah Lu who brought me here......"

Originally. After the fall of Yanghu, Xiang Lu's father was arranged by Zhao Wuxian to be a city gate priest in Yuncheng, and the two were separated. Nowadays, it is convenient to transport on the waterside. The paper mill moved to Yuncheng, and they were able to see each other again. A few days later, it was hot again.

Young people want as much company as possible, but there are very few peers who can play with them. Xiang Lu heard that there was a lonely garden near here that adopted many children, so he couldn't help but say that he came over with the public class. Although he has only been here a few times, he has faintly become the leader with his intelligence and ability, and the bamboo horses under the crotches of those children are skillfully cut by the hands of the public losing class.

Today, they also bring new toys.

"You did it?" Zhao Wuxian pointed at the thing in a daze.

What the public loser was holding in his hand was a plaything that he was very familiar with, and he involuntarily stretched out his hand: "Show it to me." ”

After taking it, the sense of familiarity came as promised, and Zhao Wuxian showed a smile of memory. The toy is very simple, in fact, it is pasted with a layer of "public paper" on the bent bamboo strips, and then drawn with an ink pen into the shape of a bird, with a head, wings, and tail.

It is small in shape, the combination of various parts is natural and reasonable, it looks very light in the hand, and the use of long and thin twine can be put into the sky while the wind is blowing.

Zhao Wuxian remembered that in the legend, it was Mozi who invented the wooden kite, and Lu Ban improved it, but now, not to mention the wooden kite, how could the paper kite be invented in advance! Isn't it influenced by papermaking?

But if there is any value in this thing in the short term, except for the delivery of the agreed message over a short distance as far as the eye can see, it is ...... Played.

"I'll try." When he was a child, he didn't play with kites, and this would be itchy for a while, so he began to roll up his wide sleeves and walked to the open space to face the wind.

After a while, Xiang Lu and the public loss squad watched in amazement as Zhao Wuxian easily brainstormed the two of them, and the paper kite that could only fly overhead for a month or two was sent to the sky a hundred feet away!

The warm breeze was blowing, the paper kite flew higher and higher, and the children in the lonely garden surrounded them, and they were also stupid.

The grass warbler flies in the April sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children returned early from school and were busy releasing paper kites in the east wind......

……

Zhao Wuxian's trip was originally only planned for half a day, but he ended up staying in the Lonely Garden for a whole day, which was incredible for him who planned his time extremely precisely.

When he left the lonely garden at dusk, on the car, Bo Qi covered his mouth and smiled: "The gentleman is really willing to return the paper kite to the little prince?" ”

Today's trip made her refresh her understanding of Zhao Wuxian, who was usually majestic, brave, calculating, or ambitious, and even ran with a group of children holding paper kites in the field.

Maybe Ji Ying, the monarch who is far away in the Jin Kingdom, has seen it?

Zhao Wuxian smiled a little embarrassedly, I am afraid that today's actions will be severely admonished by many old-fashioned retainers, which will definitely quote the "Shangshu. In "Traveling Mastiff": "Playing people lose morality, playthings lose morality".

"There's nothing to be reluctant to, I'll let the public lose class do more better-looking ones another day, and I'll give you one, just so that he can practice his skills more and save him from running around all day."

He pondered for a moment and looked out the window of the car and said, "Don't look at them as ignorant children now, but I hope they can serve the country in the future, like Lin Zhisheng." ”

The boys who were orphaned by the war in the lonely garden, Zhao Wuxian planned to let people teach them the five soldiers, ride real horses, hold real spears, and feather wings for the country, such as Lin Zhisheng, it is called "Yulin Orphan Army"!

In order to take advantage of the rare peace, we will build a school for the education of human resources together with the hospital. But what makes Zhao Wuxian a headache is that he doesn't mention the special case of the public loss class, Xiang Lu, a smart child, is too young to be appointed, and he can't be sent to the new school? It is estimated that in a few days, his teachers of various subjects will be debrated by this prodigy and lose their beards! (To be continued.) )