The White Tiger Soldiers bloodlessly quelled the Tuqiao Rebellion that shocked the whole of Qin, which could be regarded as a comfort to Ji Da, Wu Er, and thousands of sergeants. Ding Dong was appointed as the new county magistrate of Yunyang.

The Tuqiaoyi incident will also include: 570 nobles and their families, and 4,000 soldiers who directly participated in the siege of the county officials and the county army, were all sent to southern Qin to reclaim the famine. Duke Qin also issued a notice: If one person escapes, kill his entire family. really used thunderous means to shock the nobles of the whole Qin, so that the construction of centralized power was immediately free of opposition. The new policies in the 31 counties have always been carried out with rivers of blood.

Qin Gongqu Liang thirteen years of Yuqiu. The centralization system has been in place for nine months, and God seems to be particularly partial to the Qin state. This year is really going to be windy and rainy. The growth of agricultural mulberry has not been so good in any year. The Guanzhong Plain is green and yellow.

The assistant pavilion chief is no longer the lazy pavilion chief of twelve years ago. However, he is still a big and famous household in Chongquan County. He and his two sons pan the fields, even Wei Nongshi sighed to himself. After Nizi left, he became a fan of Pantian, staying in the field all day, watching the field he had planted for more than ten years, the sorghum pole with the thickness of a fist, the sorghum stick like a doll, and the corn tassel with a ruler handle and the thickness of the peg handle for the first time.

The crops in the fields are just waiting to be ripe and opened. But the chief of the auxiliary pavilion was afraid that these treasures would be taken away by the finches and coaxed to eat by voles; Either Mantian coaxes away the finch, or Mantian looks for a vole hole. He has passed the age of fifty-nine, and now his heart is getting older and older.

When people are old, they always love to reminisce. The boss of the first person likes to calculate the account of Chen sesame and rotten grain. A person always likes to worry about his children. No, he was thinking about family affairs in the autumn sunshine again.

Thirteen years ago. A family of eight people planted Mitsui and 300 acres of land. The annual harvest of grain is 2,000 hu, and 200 husks are used for self-use (the well field system is a well of 100 acres of public land, and 10 acres of self-reserved land, so it is only counted as 1,000 liters for self-use.) ）。 After the first order. The family is divided into four. Three sons were self-reliant. Two daughters married. He took his little daughter and wife as a family and farmed 100 acres; The annual harvest of grain is 3,000 hu, half of the grain is paid, and the grain is sold every year.

After Nizida married and became a noblewoman three years ago, she never came back once, even when she gave birth to a son, she also sent a car to pick up his family of eighteen people, and went to Shangyi to play for a month. When he returned, he went into the field again and circled his field.

This year's year is very good, and you can receive at least 5,000 hundreds. Now that the tax has been reduced again, you only need to pay 30 percent, and there will be 3,000 yuan of surplus grain. The price of a piece of grain is worth ten, and it can be sold for 30,000 dollars, which is three taels of gold. Three taels of gold? With so much money, what is it good to have so much money? How many new outfits do you sell to Niko? The most expensive kind? She's a noblewoman now, and a dress costs at least a penny, right? That's ten pounds of grain, a thousand catties?

"Eat! Daddy" was a voice that he often heard in his dreams now, and suddenly came.

The assistant pavilion chief didn't seem to believe his ears, and after pinching his ears fiercely, he grinned in pain. Just when the chief of the auxiliary pavilion grinned and shouted in pain.

Knowing that her father was settling his never-ending accounts, Nizi walked up to her and dragged him up with his robe.

"Tap! Tap! What kind of good clothes is Dad buying from you? Your fierce father, your father won't buy it. Only then did my father believe that it was really his daughter who came back to see her, so he went to the field to bring him food and teased his daughter.

Nizi pouted: "Dad, do you dare not buy it?" If you don't buy Nizi, you won't let your father eat. If you don't eat, I see how strong you are to plow the field? Dad, do you want to buy it? ”

Dad smiled and agreed: "Count you ruthless." Good, good, good! Buy it for you. You're my best girl, why don't you buy a root? Alas, you are a great lady! Why are you still like a peasant woman, carrying a basket and bringing food to your father? If the back is seen by others, where do you let your father's face go? ”

Nizi giggled: "Why did my daughter bring food to her father?" If you don't send food to your father, you will be thundered by the sky. to be laughed at by the neighbors in the street. Daddy, let's eat! ”

Dad smiled happily and asked, "Have you eaten?" Why are you back? Does the Great Master know about your return? "This father really cares about his daughter, and he took out all his worries.

Nizi giggled, "Dad! Can you listen to me while eating? It's past noon, and if you don't eat, how can people bear it? Here, this is a good dish made by my mother! ”

Dad grinned with a big mouth, laughed happily, picked up the bowl to eat while laughing, and said, "Okay, okay, okay." Daddy listens to you while eating. You see that my father is eating, why don't you say it? ”

Nizi smiled, and quickly told her father: She came to Chongquan this morning with Da Shangzao. It was Da Shangzao who asked her to come back to see her father and mother. She had dinner with her mother, three sisters-in-law, and several nephews and nieces at home. After speaking, he sat on the ridge, looked at the boundless fields, and savored the subtle sound of the crops. looked at it, took out the fire sickle given to her by Gongsun Marting, and hummed a song of missing Gongsun Martingale in her mouth:

"In July, Su Gu Huang, the woman asked where the son is?

The birds flew to the valley beams, and the women were busy.

In July, Su Gu Huang, the woman asked where the son was?

The vole drilled out of the gnawing grain beam, and the woman was busy chasing the mouse.

In July, Su Gu Huang, the woman asked where the son was.

Birds and birds fly to neighbors and husbands, and birds and birds fly to other places?

In July, Su Gu Huang, the woman asked where the son was?

The vole drilled out of the neighbor's husband, and the vole died with a hoe.

In July, Su Gu Huang, the woman asked where the son was?

I just hope that the son will sit on the edge of the field, and the neighbors will not panic if there is a husband and a daughter. (Translated from Poems? Qin Feng)

Gongsun Ying didn't know what was going on, and this time he came to Chongquan. It was supposed to be a routine tour before the autumn harvest. When he left Xianyang, he was ready to go directly to Shaoliang; When I left the house, I saw Nizi holding her son, who was less than two years old, looking at her with a wistful expression. As soon as his heart softened, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to go back to Chongquan to have a look?" ”

Nizi hugged her son and said "um" very embarrassed. The son in his arms looked at his father with a smile on his face, and his chubby little hands also stretched out to Gongsun Marting.

Gongsun Martingale is still at war with selfishness and public heart. After the weaver girl next to her slapped Nizi, she smiled and said, "Don't hurry up and get into the car with Bao'er!" Do you want your martingale to wait for you? Is his time valuable? ”

In this way, Gongsun Ying took his wife out of business for the first time, and for the first time, he changed his itinerary for his wife and went directly to Chongquan.

Heavy springs. Twelve years ago, it was from here that he embarked on a glorious path. Today, it has become a large county in Qin. Tall castle towers, neat streets, and triple Arab-style housing on both sides. No matter how good your Gongsun Martingale is, you can't find a place where the old sergeant slept on the sentry! I can't find the memorable house of the assistant pavilion chief.

He wanted to ask Nizi several times, but the words shrank back into his mouth. It wasn't until he came to Wenkou, the home of the chief of the auxiliary pavilion, and sent Nizi home, that he knew that the chief of the auxiliary pavilion had already moved, so he moved to the mountain bag where he stood to see the spring when he came to Chongquan. That small mountain bag, because of Gongsun Marting, established the feng shui treasure of Chongquan. The rich people of Chongquan are proud to be able to occupy a piece of blessed land on this mountain. As the guardian of Chongquan at that time, how could he not occupy a piece?