After decades of development, the final result is not the merger of the lazy with the industrious, the lucky ones with the good luck, the hard work for decades, and finally back to the pre-distribution!

"These people are really scholars' opinions, this land annexation is the law of social development, where can you collect land and redistribute it! It should be a master, no matter what you do, you are a master, and you should suffer and be poor, it is useless for you to give him mountains of gold and silver! Thinking like this, Cen Hu'er was afraid of Liu Gong again: "Although Liu Gong put forward the Datong theory, there have always been many tributaries of a theory, even if Confucianism is divided into eight after the death of Confucius!" If Liu Gong is really affected by these fools, and he really wants to engage in some kind of 'land distribution', wouldn't my family be greatly damaged! ”

From the perspective of his own interests, Cen Hu'er refuted the theory of Datongism, and immediately concluded: "Although it is stupid to do this, it can be supported by a large number of peasants. But if we want to give up the land handed down from our ancestors, we should not even think about it! ”

"It's just that if Liu Gong really gains power, he wants to learn from Zhang Juzheng of the previous dynasty to engage in 'a whip method', and he is afraid that no one will be able to stop him when he is alive!" Thinking about it, Cen Hu'er suddenly smiled dumbly: "How is it possible!" There are thousands of landlords in the Ming Dynasty, and one person drowns him with a mouthful of spit, when Zhang Juzheng was the emperor, there was Feng Bao and the Queen Mother's support, and there were protégés and disciples all over the world, all of whom failed to thoroughly investigate the land, and now the adults and gentlemen in the court are all landlords, and there are no fertile fields in the family, and he is alone, and he wants to turn the sky over! ”

"It will definitely not work, the law does not blame the public!" Thinking like this, the young Cen Hu'er relieved the fear in his heart and began to look at his hometown after nearly a year of absence. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The appearance of Rhubarb Village has changed a lot, and this change is not just because of the change of seasons.

In the past, even if it was cold in winter, there would have been many people who went out to enjoy the sun when the sun was just right. In winter, there is less farm work, the peasants are idle, and they can't pull their daughters-in-law to make people in broad daylight, so there will be those men who can't exert their strength to eat lunch, run out of the house, and in that leeward and sunny place, warm and leisurely, talk about the shortcomings of the east and west families, talk about the harvest of the weather, women gather in a piece of Nana sole, pull the shit of those old sesame seeds and rotten grain, and the old people will gather to play chess, set up a dragon gate array, and drink a big bowl of tea. All in all, it's quite leisurely.

But now it's not, the houses in the village seem to be covered by ice and snow, there are clusters of ice and snow left on the red tiles, like dandruff all over the head of a red-haired man, and the village is full of branches and leaves that have not been cleaned, as well as ****, broken wood, cloth, dirt, and urine stains. There are also old dogs and flower cats who often enjoy the warmth in the sun, and they don't know where they are. Cen Hu'er vaguely saw a one-foot-long skeleton from a small puddle, which seemed to belong to a cat or a dog, and he didn't know if it was so poor that he couldn't open the pot, so he killed his own or someone else's cat and dog.

Decay, complete decay.

Cen Hu'er watched as a few brown and almost black leaves were blown by the cold wind, swirling on the ground, floating in front of him, and flying over a low eaves, until the frost sky in the distance. He muttered; "This village, I've been gone for a year, and it's dilapidated!"

Second Uncle Lu let out a long sigh: "Farmers rely on the sky to eat, God doesn't appreciate food, no one can do anything!" As he spoke, he suddenly showed an excited look: "Young Master, let's get home!" Obviously, although this old farmer felt deep sorrow for the disaster of his fellow villagers, in his heart, his own family was still the most important.

It's home!

Cen Hu'er was first refreshed, and then gloomy.

Yes, he's home, but is he really home?

The Cen family has a big mansion, even if it is a wealthy place in Suzhou Mansion, the regulation of this mansion is absolutely amazing. The black-lacquered birch doors are topped with golden copper rivets that reflect an intimidating glow even in the dim daylight, indicating the high status of the home's owner.

The main gate is very large and magnanimous, this is the former ancestor of the Cen family Jinshi presided over the construction, in Cen Hu'er's memory, this main gate has never been opened, this is because this family has not produced any promising heirs since then. Although there are a few lifters, how can a small lifter get the honor of a holy decree and other honors, and naturally this main gate will not be opened.

If a high-ranking official like Liu Gong came to visit, this main gate would naturally be opened, but how could Liu Gong have the kung fu to come to such a small squire's house. A character like him, even in Nanjing City, is a guest of the Xunqi family, and countless famous families are rushing to marry their daughters to him as concubines, so he naturally will not come to such a place.

There is also a small gate above the gate that can accommodate two people to pass through, which is used by the head of the Cen family and Cen Hu'er's father when entering and exiting. After all, he was the head of the family, and it was impossible to pass through the side door. At present, this small door is not open, obviously, the Cen family does not feel that this concubine who has just obtained the official position from the ninth rank has any qualifications to enter from the small door.

"They still didn't take me seriously!" Cen Hu'er clenched her fists and thought so.

Far to the east from the main entrance of the house, which was sitting on the north and facing south, was a side door, which was intended for him, for a concubine like him, for his mother, and for all those who had been exhausted of their youth by the house and who could not escape.

Cen Hu'er slowly bypassed the main entrance and looked at the side door, with thousands of thoughts surging in her heart.

The side gate is much worse than the main entrance, after all, everyone will only pay attention to the main entrance, and no one goes back to see how the side gate is built. The vermilion lacquer on the side door has peeled off, and the remaining doors are exposed with brownish wood, which does not look like high-grade wood, and the top is rotten and depressed due to years of flooding and insect damage, just like this former Xuanhe Cenfu.

Cen Hu'er gently put his hand on the side door, leaning his head against the wooden door where he had buried many of his past and memories, and suddenly couldn't control his emotions.

Mother, you entered through this little gate when you were born, but when you die, you can only go out from here, and the child is incompetent, and you have suffered!

"Now the child has taken the Xiucai exam, won the official, and is the official master, but you are gone! It would be great if you could live a few more years and see what your child has achieved now! Cen Hu'er roared in her heart, and tears fell to the ground.

"Young Master......" Second Uncle Lu looked at Cen Hu'er lovingly, but this clumsy old man didn't know how to comfort the sad young man, so he had to comfort him helplessly: "You have a career now, you have won the official, if the lady is still there, you will be happy!" (To be continued.) )