Chapter 8 Building Our New Home Here
Gu Xiaoyuan didn't expect that these people had gone through so many hardships, and they also had some interest in understanding the young master in Dazhukou. She unconsciously changed from passively listening to actively asking: "By the way, this eldest brother, what is the name of your young master?" ”
"Oh, my young master's name is Yang Ming, our Yang family is a famous family in Hanzhong, and my grandfather has also been a senior official in Nanjing, it seems that what kind of military squire is it?" , Dazhu smiled as he spoke.
At this time, Yang Ming and the villagers came, and Dazhu also hurriedly stood up and went to greet him.
After Dazhu left, Du Xiaoyuan also stood up and looked at Yang Ming here silently, hoping to see something from this scholar.
Yang Ming also noticed Xiao Yuan, and when he saw her looking at him, he just smiled back, and then walked to a few carts of grain.
Seeing Yang Mingchao smile on his own, Du Xiaoyuan couldn't help but tremble slightly, and was about to come over to thank him, but was stopped by someone: "Miss Du, don't move!" ”
"Yang Gongzi, the statistics have come out, there are a total of six carts of grain, each cart has ten stone of grain, a full sixty stone of grain, and a few bags of mortared rice and two stones of barley", Zhang Yuanwai said and picked up a small handful of rice left on the ground: "This handful of rice, planted in the field, is another stone, you go to look for it, see if there is any grain scattered on the ground." ”
Seeing this, Doctor Lan couldn't help but smile and said: "This old Zhang is a miser, and he watches everything closely, but the six oxen pulling the cart are also treasures, and it will be up to them to plow the fields in the future." ”
"Yes, with that old horse, there are seven beasts in total, and now that we have food and animals, Blacksmith Liu has also used the broken knives and broken swords collected along the way to hit some hoes and plowshares, so we can settle here and establish a village," Yang Ming said.
Doctor Lan, Blacksmith Liu and others also nodded busily, and Zhang Yuanwai raised his hands in approval, and said that he had already measured it, and the feng shui here was already good.
"This village happens to be surrounded by three mountains, the middle terrain is open, and the fertile fields spread for dozens of miles, which can support thousands or even tens of thousands of people.
And there are just two small rivers that rush down from the mountains, which become gentle as soon as they arrive here, and then converge at the head of the village to form a large river that flows out from the mountain pass on the southeast side, so that it is also convenient for irrigation, and there is no fear of drought;
In addition, we can build three passes in the southeast, northwest and northeast directions, and build a wharf at the confluence of the great rivers, so that it is easy to hold the village and communicate with the outside world by waterway."
Doctor Lan nodded again and again when he heard this: "It is indeed a peach blossom source, not much worse than our Hanzhong, if it weren't for the fact that the villagers here were slaughtered by the thieves and soldiers, we wouldn't have found such a good place." ”
"It's a pity that most of the villagers' houses were destroyed in the past, and there are many things to do from spring ploughing to repairing and building houses, but the top priority is to bury these villagers who were killed by thieves and soldiers, after all, this was once their home, and the fertile fields here were also left to us, and we should do something for them," Yang Ming continued.
Next, the villagers took action.
The young adults of the first team, under the command of Zhang Yuanwai, were busy moving grain into a granary left by local villagers.
Dr. Lan was busy leading the young men of the second team to bury the corpses scattered all over the place.
The young adults of the third team were busy chopping bamboo and starting to build simple thatched huts.
Xu Shuixian asked Erya to take the children to carry firewood everywhere, while she and a few women were busy cleaning up the stoves left in the villagers' houses and preparing to cook.
The old people volunteered to help sweep the yard and the road, wash the vegetables and wash the dishes.
For a while, the whole village was active again, and the sound of broken dishes was heard for a while, and the quarrel between Zhang Yuanwai and Dr. Lan was heard again, and sometimes a few children sang nursery rhymes...... Only the young adults of the fourth team were still sitting quietly at the entrance of the village, guarding dozens of women, including Du Xiaoyuan.
"Brother Dazhu, you see that the other villagers are busy cooking, repairing houses, and paving roads, and even the children are picking up firewood and rice, but we are sixteen big men sitting here and doing nothing, it's really boring, or you go and talk to Yang Gongzi, let us do something too", Bai Qian, who is usually the most lazy and playful, couldn't stand it, so he urged Dazhu.
Da Zhu had no choice but to run to Yang Ming: "Young master, you see that the people of our fourth team can't be idle, and those women who have been robbed by thieves, what to do with them, this night is also a little cold, it is impossible to let them squat there." ”
"I forgot", Yang Ming patted his head and said busily: "Da Zhu, you people from the fourth team won't do anything tonight." ”
"Don't do anything, no, young master, what do you say we are doing with a few old men, even Grandma Zhou, who is in her eighties, is sweeping the floor, or you can let us sweep the floor", Dazhu said busily.
"I didn't let you sit idle, you are only responsible for one thing tonight", Yang Ming said as he walked towards the Xiao Yuan.
"And what are we responsible for?" Dazhu asked.
"Alert, do you see those three mountain passes, you send a few more people there to guard, tonight you build a fire there, sleep there, take turns to keep vigil, the safety of the villagers depends on your fourth team, you know?" Yang Ming said.
Dazhu was a little dissatisfied, and complained: "Young master, you are just eccentric, chasing the enemy and building houses are all done by the first few teams, and our fourth team is like a watchdog, either guarding the food woman or guarding the mountain pass." ”
"Don't talk nonsense, go ahead and execute, the next time you encounter the enemy, you will definitely let the fourth team take the lead", Yang Ming said and pointed at Xiao Yuan: "What were you talking to that girl just now?" ”
"Oh, you said that young lady, she has a lot of background, it seems that her father is the prefect of Changsha, her name is Gu Xiaoyuan, because she was robbed by Zhang Xianzhong's people when she returned to her hometown Yixing, and now she has fallen here", Dazhu hurriedly replied.
"You know quite a lot, let's go", as soon as Yang Ming drove Dazhu away, he couldn't help but secretly ask: "Changsha prefect, surnamed Block", and then Yang Ming seemed to realize something, and hurriedly shouted: "Dazhu, is her father called Plug Yinxi!" ”
Seeing that Dazhu had already walked away, Yang Ming didn't say anything, but Du Xiaoyuan, who was not far away, turned around, and secretly doubted in his heart: "It seems that someone mentioned my father's name just now, could it be that there are my father's acquaintances here, impossible?" ”
The women who were robbed by thieves like Xiao Yuan saw Yang Ming coming over, and they all stood up unconsciously, most of them lowered their heads, and their faces were haggard, their faces were bloodless, and some were even unclothed, trembling non-stop.
Seeing this, Yang Ming made a few bonfires, and then shouted, "Everyone come to the fire, don't be afraid." But these women did not dare to move, although they knew that the scholar in front of them did not look like an evil person, but they still habitually hid in the dark.
Yang Ming took the initiative to pull a girl over: "This sister, where does the family live", originally Yang Ming wanted to ask Fang Ling, but when he thought of asking Fang Ling, it didn't seem very polite, so he only asked his hometown.
"Back to the big officials, the slave family is Changde", the woman didn't dare to disobey Yang Ming, so she had to sit obediently by the fire, maybe because it was too cold, and she unconsciously leaned closer to the fire.
"The slave family is from Fuzhou."
"The slave family is Baoqing's."
Yang Ming asked a few more, most of them were from Huguang and Sichuan.
Comforted by Yang Ming's kind words, these women also came over, and Du Xiaoyuan also came to the fire with the crowd.