A carriage with more than a dozen horses, rushed into the boundary of Quanzhou Prefecture, Sima Village grain harvest, a young man, wielding a sickle in the field, harvesting rice, his face full of happy smiles. Tuo Sima Zhao's blessing, I heard that he became a big official in Luoyang, and the Quanzhou government gave special preferential treatment to the village. Not only did he enjoy the low-interest loan of the Seedlings Law, but he also reduced a lot of taxes, thinking of the villages next to him, it was really two heavens of ice and fire. Now that he is a member of Sima Village, walking outside, how proud he is. In this era when one person attains enlightenment and the chicken dog ascends to heaven, it is naturally endless joys and sorrows. Because of the glory of one person, and the glory of the whole village, because of the decline of one person, and the whole village mourns, abound.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the village, Liu Sheng and the three got out of the carriage, Jia Fu saw Sima Zhao's decadent face, and couldn't help but ask softly: "On the road from Zechuan County to Quanzhou Mansion, you are all silent, why is this difficult."

"At the beginning, we went out from Zechuan County. Just listen to your words and go to Quanzhou Mansion non-stop. When you meet the village and don't stay overnight, you can bump around day and night. Even now, you haven't thought about it." Liu Sheng looked at the dull Sima Zhao, smiled wryly and shook his head.

Looking at the village in front of him, Sima Zhao was silent for a while, thinking of what happened in Xiaoshi Village, he felt sad in his heart, the changes were all his own faults, and the people were so innocent: "I, Sima Zhao, am still wrong after all, and I keep reflecting on this way." The last words of the Zechuan County Commander are reasonable. I can easily remove a county magistrate. I also dare to be the enemy of the officials of the world, but can I propose the imperial court to advise Your Majesty to dismiss the officials of the world? Now that the people are full of the harm of changing the law, before finding a feasible way, the only way to stop changing the law and let everything return to the original point can the world be a little less suffering."

"Stop changing? Sima Zhao, as the right attendant, has the authority of the book and controls the household. You don't know what the situation is in the court now. If the law change is stopped, what will happen to the victims of the disaster in Hebei? Once the situation in the world suddenly changes, the household has no money and no food, and the voices of the soldiers are everywhere, and they can do nothing about it. Now that the officials have tasted the sweetness, you can stop when you say it, how can it be so simple." Liu Sheng faced Sima Zhao's series of rhetorical questions, thinking of the difficulties involved, and sighed in his heart.

Sima Zhao looked at Liu Sheng, and his gaze gradually became resolute: "Stopping the law change is simpler than removing the officials of the world." As for the money and grain of the household department, the disaster in Hebei, the imperial court is thinking of other ways. As long as the people can live and work in peace and contentment, there will be less misery. What does it matter if the household department is empty and the wealth is hidden from the people."

"To argue, to go back and argue. This is Sima Village, where you were born and grew up in Sima Zhao." Jia Fu looked at the two of them angrily, pointing to the village in front of him, and his head was big for a while. Fighting, fighting, fighting, it's all in place, and the two of them are endless.

Liu Sheng looked at Jia Fu in front of him, remembered Fang Cai's words, and smiled at Sima Zhao: "Now that you go home to visit relatives, you can be regarded as returning to your hometown, we should be happy." As for those miscellaneous matters, we will discuss them in detail after returning to Luoyang."

"This is reasonable, let's go into the village." Sima Zhao thought about it, so he regained his mood, buried his depression in his heart, barely showed a smile on his face, and walked forward with Liu Sheng and Jia Fu. The coachman, Yi Hun and a dozen or so guards all led the carriage and horses and followed behind. A group of people walked slowly into the village.

"Moo......". Under an ancient tree in the village, an old man wields a bullwhip and drives the oxen to grind. As the millstone turned, a little girl picked up the scoop and poured the wheat from the bag into it. Grains of wheat are ground into flour

When Sima Zhao saw the two of them, he couldn't help but show a look of surprise: "Uncle, Yue'er, you are making flour."

"Uncle, when did you come back?". Sima Yue was very surprised when he heard Sima Zhao's voice, and hurriedly threw the scoop in his hand to the ground.

The old man was stunned when he heard the voice, and when he saw his great-granddaughter's actions, he stopped the ox and threw the rope on the ground. looked at Sima Zhao and asked in disbelief: "Are you Zhao'er?" I heard that you went to Beijing to take the exam, and you entered high school in one fell swoop. Now in Luoyang, he is a great official."

"Thanks to my uncle's concern, these are just trivial things. Uncle will introduce to you, these two are grandchildren, and they are close friends in Luoyang." Sima Zhao heard the old man's inquiry, and hurriedly saluted and replied respectfully, pointing to Liu Sheng and Jia Fu to introduce them.

Liu Sheng and Jia Fu heard Sima Zhao introduce themselves, and hurriedly saluted the old man: "Liu Sheng, Jia Fu, I've seen the elder."

"It's just a bad old man, I don't deserve such a big gift from you. This is my great-granddaughter, Sima Yue. Yue'er hasn't seen it yet, two uncles." The old man saw Liu Sheng and Jia Fu saluting, and directly ordered the great-granddaughter next to him.

Sima Yue looked at Sima Zhao, then at Liu Sheng and Jia Fu, and shouted at them: "Sima Yue, I've seen two uncles."

"Yue'er is so good, Yihun goes to the carriage, those gifts come." When Jia Fu heard the little girl call him uncle, he was overjoyed and asked Yi Hun to get the gift. After a while, a box of pastries was handed to Sima Yue's hands.

The little girl opened it and looked overjoyed, and thanked Jia Fu again: "Sima Yue, thank you, uncle."

When several people saw the scene at this time, they suddenly laughed heartily. Sima Zhao swept away the depression in his heart, and turned his head to look at Shi Mo: "Uncle, it's better to leave this matter to us."

"I think when I was in the village, this is my Jia Fu's forte." When Jia Fu heard this, he didn't agree with him. Thinking of this, I can't help but say. walked over directly, picked up the underground cow rope, and glared at Sima Zhao dissatisfied.

The old man reacted and hurriedly asked for the rope: "How to make this, how to make it." I, Sima Village, can't be so rude."

"Sima Zhao and I are best friends, so I can't do it. Sima Zhao, what are you still doing in a daze? This is your ...... territory." Seeing that Sima Zhao still didn't move, Jia Fu prompted angrily.

Sima Zhao understood what he meant at this time, and hurriedly walked over and picked up the scoop on the ground. Jafu drove the oxen and began to grind. Watch him throw a scoop of wheat into the mill. Seeing this, Liu Sheng laughed out loud: "Lord Sima poured wheat, and Jia Yuan grinded outside." If this matter spreads to Luoyang, it will also be a good story."

"Schadenfreude, you accompany my uncle well. Look at how hard they grind for the old and the young. We are strong and strong, and this effort is not enough." When Sima Zhao heard this, he glared at Liu Sheng angrily.

When Jia Fu heard this, he was not to be outdone: "If you want to be the prime minister of cloth, come and try it too." I guarantee that when this matter reaches Luoyang, it will be even more exciting than ours."

"You people, why bother fighting with my bad old man. If you want me to say, Zhao'er, you can take it, these friends of yours, and go home quickly. Don't let outsiders feel that we are in Sima Village, and we have lost our manners." The old man watched Jia Fu drink Sima Zhao's grinding, and kept shaking his head and suggesting.

After Sima Zhao heard the old man's words, he smiled slightly: "Uncle, don't treat them as outsiders, we are close friends." It's like brotherhood, no need to scruples."

"Yes, yes, if you are too polite, we will not feel comfortable, and we may turn around and run." Jia Fu hurriedly agreed, half-jokingly, and explained to the old man.

The old man saw that he had no choice but to cry and laugh, standing on the side helplessly, watching the two of them grinding one and pouring wheat, and his heart sighed. Where is this a big official. It's clear that it's still the same as before, which poor family in the village. (To be continued.) )