Zhibei County Yahua Hall

Ning Hanjiang was wearing a washed Confucian costume that was obviously whitish. He was flattered, and sitting opposite him was the current county magistrate of Zhibei County.

"I don't know the name of the scholar, but I have a meritorious reputation!"

"Some time ago, the official went to the Lu Mansion for a banquet and saw the scholar reprimanding the Wang family's illegal profiteers. Righteous and impassioned. ”

"Because the official was in a hurry to go to the banquet, and it was a small service, he never met. ”

Situ Xing asked with some curiosity when he saw that his subordinates put the fruit and tea away.

"Your Excellency is overrated!"

"Ning Hanjiang, who was born late, is a native of Zhibei County, has already obtained the name of Tongsheng, is reviewing his homework, and is preparing to take the test!"

Ning Hanjiang saw Si Tuxing's kind face, his nervous heart suddenly let go of most of it, and the tense muscles on his body became a lot more relaxed.

"Ning. . . Chinese... Jiang!"

Situ Xing chewed carefully, his eyes revealing the color of memory.

"Adults know Xiaosheng?"

"Or is there something wrong with Xiaosheng's name!"

Ning Hanjiang saw that Situ Xing's eyes were gloomy, revealing a look of memory, and asked with a surprised expression.

"Ning Shusheng misunderstood!"

Seeing that Ning Hanjiang's face showed doubt, Situ Xing couldn't help but smile and shook his head and said:

"It's not that there's anything wrong with Ning Shusheng's name!"

"It's just the name of the Han River, and this official vaguely feels a little familiar!"

"It's like a friend of the officer, who is also a student. I'm studying hard day and night, I don't know if I can become famous in one fell swoop and get famous?"

"I see!"

Ning Hanjiang heard Si Tu's explanation, and his eyes couldn't help but show a look of understanding. Said with a smile:

"When Xiaosheng was born, a master of the Yin and Yang family passed by Zhibei County. ”

"According to the calculation of the day of Xiaosheng's birth, Xiaosheng's eight characters are withered grass and light grids, this master once said, it is a pity that there is a lack of water in Xiaosheng's life, otherwise the achievements are unlimited!"

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional, so my father named Xiaosheng Hanjiang. ”

"I didn't expect that the adult's friend is also named Han Jiang and is also a student, what a coincidence!"

Situ Xing raised the teacup in his hand shortly, his thoughts pulled out of his memory, a knowing smile appeared on his face, and he nodded gently.

"Hope everyone is well!"

"Even if it's not a plane. ”

"What did you say, my lord?"

The sentence behind Situ Xing was very light, even if Ning Hanjiang was close at hand, he didn't hear it clearly, and asked with some curiosity.

"Nothing!"

"This official just said that I hope you two Han Jiang will both gain fame!"

"The carp jumped over the dragon gate!"

"If one day, I can wear a crown, so much the better!"

Seeing the look of doubt on Ning Hanjiang's face, Situ Xing quickly adjusted his emotions and said as if he was joking.

"Thank you, Lord Jiyan!"

"Late students must work hard!"

"Strive to gain fame as soon as possible. ”

"Definitely live up to the expectations of adults... ”

Hearing Situ Xing's encouragement, Ning Hanjiang's face suddenly turned flushed, stretched out his palm, clenched it tightly into a fist, and said with an excited face.

"Han River!"

"I don't know what you think of the "Seedlings Law" launched by this official?"

Situ Xing smiled slightly, stretched out his palm and pressed it down gently, motioning for the emotional Ning Hanjiang to sit back in his seat. Only then did he ask with a smile.

"My lord's "Seedlings Law" is a moral policy!"

"With this decree, the people no longer have to go to the wealthy to borrow money!"

"You must know that the loan of the wealthy family is not only a big bucket in and a small bucket out, but also a five-cent profit. Roll back!"

"I don't know how many people can only repay with their fields because they borrowed a few buckets of grain!"

"I don't know how many people borrowed a few buckets of food, and finally the whole family was crushed by the interest and became separated!"

"It is precisely because I know the ferocity of the wealthy family's lending!"

"If it weren't for the disaster year, the people wouldn't really be able to survive, and they would never go to the wealthy family to borrow money. ”

"There are even some people who would rather starve to death than go to the wealthy family to borrow money!"

Situ sat there with a gloomy face, the cruelty of reality was far above his imagination.

The wealthy rely on usury!

The forcible annexation of land turned the originally landed peasant households into tenant farmers.

Let the landless tenants sell their children or directly destroy their families.

Tens of thousands of acres of land, or even hundreds of thousands of acres of land, are wealthy in Zhibei County!

It can be said that every inch of land is stained with blood, and every inch of land is filled with unjust souls and sins!

Therefore, Situ Xing's face was surprisingly ugly.

There was an indescribable anger in my heart.

This anger made him want to uproot the cannibalistic Hao clan, but he also knew that he couldn't.

Even if he did!

The old tycoons are overthrown and purged, and new ones will be born.

Because the system has not changed.

Therefore, no matter how dissatisfied he is, there will be no change in this world.

"Hey!"

"The people are miserable!"

"Xing, the people are bitter!"

"Death, the people are also suffering!"

Situ Xing looked at Ning Hanjiang, who had already turned a little pale because of the Confucian clothes on his body because of many washes, and his face couldn't help but show emotion and sighing.

Ning Hanjiang, although he does not have the vision of Situ Xing, does not have such a peculiar experience as him.

Looking at things from an angle, there is no way to compare with him.

However, Ning Hanjiang was born in an authentic poor family, otherwise he would not have washed the Confucian paste until it faded and turned white, and he still wore it on his body and reluctantly discarded it.

Precisely because he came from a poor background, and is still in poverty, he has a natural sympathy for the poor.

It was this sympathy that made him stand up and clash with wealthy families like the Wang family.

This is this kind of sympathy, he does not feel superior because he has gained fame, but hopes to use his energy to help the poor as much as possible.

Therefore, when the sentence is spoken.

Xing, the people are bitter!

Death, the people also suffer!

After such a poem, his heart instantly resonated, and the whole person suddenly stood up, and countless pictures suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

After finishing speaking, Ning Hanjiang looked at Situ Xing expectantly, hoping that he could complete the whole poem, but he obviously didn't know Situ Banque's nickname.

In the words of later generations, the flowers were all grateful, and Situ did not complete the entire poem.

I saw Situ Xing sitting there, quietly sipping fragrant tea, without the slightest interest in continuing to chant.

Ning Hanjiang's heart suddenly boiled a pot, like fifteen buckets of water, and suddenly became seven up and down, and it seemed like there was a crazy cat in his heart, and he suddenly scratched his heart with a hundred paws.

In short, there was an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

If it weren't for the difference in their identities, Ning Hanjiang really wanted to get up suddenly, and then touch his face with his fingers and scold him loudly, and finally make him realize his mistake and willingly make up for the remaining half of the poems.

But the idea!

It's destined to be only an idea ...

Although he was a Confucian student, he was even more famous and had a certain reputation in the local area.

However, compared to the prison sentence.

The gap is still very large, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a world of difference.

No matter how much dissatisfaction he had in his heart, he didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Si Tu. Therefore, his smile was a little stiff and he sat there awkwardly, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

The atmosphere between the two also became a little cold.

Suddenly!

Situ Xing seemed to have no reason, and he seemed to have deliberately asked for a long time:

"Han River!"

"The last time I appeared in the middle of the riot, I brazenly rescued the middle-aged man of the official, do you know?"

Ning Hanjiang listened to Si Tu Xing's inquiry about Zhuge Wolong, his eyes couldn't help shrinking, and his heart tightened, and the muscles of his whole body became stiff at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Wolong... ”

"No, see Mr. Long. ”