Aren't adults angry? Thinking in his heart, Jiang Xin asked out of his mouth.

"Huh? Why be angry? Not angry, not angry, that's a good thing. Bai Luo was full of excitement: "Go and ask Wu Zhishan to copy a copy for me." ”

"Yes, sir." Jiang Xin inexplicably went to call Wu Zhishan.

The drum is beating in my heart, my lord, this can't be a hole in the dirt and break my brain, right?

Why is it so abnormal?

If Chai Hu was here, he would definitely tell Jiang Xin that the young master had not been normal since the last time the copper basin was smashed, and he had already been stupid by the copper basin.

Didn't you see that the young master has even returned the money he saved when he came to be an official?

Shengsheng has turned himself into a poor bastard, what is stupid if this is not stupid?

The people of Anning County were gathering under the text, drinking tea and eating melon seeds and chatting enthusiastically, only to see Jiang Xin come out with a round stool in a murderous manner.

The people coaxed and then retreated, knowing that this was the yamen finally coming to tear up the notice.

Everyone held the tea bowl and retreated, for fear that the angry head catcher would accidentally hurt himself when he tore up the notice; The old Liu Tou of the tea stall also hurriedly began to clean up the tea stall, for fear that the county government would not find the person who wrote the essay, so he would smash the tea stall by sprinkling his anger on his own small business.

But I saw that the catcher put the round stool under the stool, but he did not step on it to reveal the stool pasted on the high place, but returned to the county office, and after a while, he and another catcher carried a lower stool than the round stool.

The two of them were followed by a scholar-like person holding a tray of four treasures in the study.

The scholar sat down a few days ago, set up the four treasures of the study, and slowly sharpened the ink.

The two catchers stood on either side of the scholar with dark faces.

The onlookers were confused and inexplicable.

What is this for?

Booth word measurement?

This is facing away from people, how can there be a word tester facing people with his ass.

Faced with the wall?

I didn't hear that the county government has this punishment.

However, after the scholar sharpened the ink, it didn't take long for him to pick up the pen and write, and everyone understood that the scholar was copying the inscription on the wall.

This is because the county government feels that the influence of this text is not enough, and is ready to look at the copy and distribute it into leaflets?

No, I can't.

I didn't hear that the county order had water in my head.

Everyone is guessing, the scholar finished copying slowly, and slowly returned to the county office with rice paper.

The two catchers neatly packed their things and went back.

Leaving behind a group of people holding tea and full of doubts.

Neither drove people away, nor smashed the stalls, and the text on the wall was not even torn a corner, and it was still left at the gate of the county office.

The county magistrate is completely out of control of public opinion and has given up on himself?

The people outside the county government were confused, and Bai Luo in the county government was applauding.

"Yes, yes, this style, this sentence. Sure enough, trolls are not scary, but I'm afraid that trolls are cultured! Bai Luo sighed with a smile.

Well?

Wu Zhishan looked at Bai Luo, who was in high spirits, with a shocked face, and thought, is my lord mad?

Jiang Xinli was expressionless on the side, and he was used to Bai Luo's abnormal reaction.

Bai Luo sighed for a while, picked up the text and read it carefully, and said, "Master Wu, bring a red pen, I said you write." ”

After Wu Zhishan was ready, Bai Luo raised his head and smiled: "

Poverty speaks weakly,

Rich and proud, with a voice.

If you have money, you must remember the day when you have no money,

Triumphant and unforgettable, when frustrated.

There are many friends with fish and meat,

Tribulation, what prejudice, a few people.

People come to me to ask me for three spring rains,

I begged someone for June Frost. ”

After speaking, he instructed: "Go and get my bloodstone private seal and stamp it, and then paste it out." ”

Wu Zhishan quickly wrote the seal, and Jiang Xin took it and posted it.

The people outside the county government saw that the stinky face of the catcher quickly turned out again, and he was still holding a piece of rice paper in his hand and sticking it squarely under the inscription.

The reader under the blog bar read it aloud.

When the people heard this little poem, their faces turned red, and then they looked at the street corners, squatting or standing, unclothed and skinny homeless people, and the noisy discussion slowly subsided.

A few storytellers were foaming at the mouth and ridiculing how unbearable the homeless people were to steal petty things, which would be like being portrayed by this little poem posted in Bai Luo to Shengsheng The face of their power, one by one, they all stopped their mouths, picked up the tea money on the table, and hid their faces.

And there was a bold homeless person, secretly approached the blog column, after seeing the small poem posted by Bai Luo, his face first rose red and then burst into tears, shouting to his companions who were already dead in the distance: "Come and see, Lord Bai has spoken for us, he has not given up on us, he is speaking for us, he is speaking for us, talking for us......"

Halfway through the words, his voice was already choked, he threw away the dirty black wooden stick and broken bowl in his hand, squatted on the ground and hugged his head and cried bitterly.

A large group of people on the street stopped talking, and the entrance of the county government was silent for a while.

Only the crouching homeless man was crying.

The eyes of the people all looked at the homeless man, and they saw that he was unclothed, his exposed skin was dirty and black, his hair was already stinky and clumpy, his bare feet were full of black dirt and calluses, and there were bloody mouths, and several toes were frozen black.

The whole head was buried in the crook of the arm, and he cried hoarsely and heartbreakingly, like a child who has suffered a lot outside, and finally someone is willing to hear that he has suffered and sinned.

He cried so aggrieved, so sad, so happy......

This kind of crying made the people's eyes red, and they suddenly understood these homeless people, and suddenly found that although these homeless people were lowly and dirty, although they had nothing, and although they lived by begging, they were also human beings, and they were the same people with feelings, grievances, flesh and blood.

The people slowly dispersed in silence, with a little apology on their faces, while the displaced people silently gathered around the squatting and crying homeless people.

Two groups of people gathered in rags towards the county office, and a group of people left the county government in clean clothes, each walking half of the way, and the distinction was clear.

The displaced people looked at the people who left silently, their eyes were blank, in the past few days, they have become accustomed to the indifference of the people of Anning County to them, and even indifference is a good attitude, more hostility and contempt.

And passing by the people around them, the indifference, hostility and contempt in their eyes are slowly changing, and the ice and snow in their eyes are like being cut open by Bai Luo's little poem, revealing the sympathy and warmth that once disappeared in the center of their eyes under the ice.

A bowl of tea was brought to the person who was still crying sadly, not a charity thrown at random, but placed at his feet, and then someone else gave melon seeds, candied fruits and various snacks in front of him, not the previous alms that were thrown on the ground and let the food and dust roll together, but solemnly, with kindness, and neatly wrapped in kraft paper and placed next to the tea.

The old and young people of all ages were filthy and smelly and skinny, and they all turned their heads to wipe the moist corners of their eyes, and then bowed down to the people to thank them.

And the people also silently saluted and thanked them in return.

Just like the equality between people, there is no high or low, no high and low.

Anning County, which was originally tense, actually flowed with a little bit of warmth.