In the past few days, a martial arts arena has been cleaned in the most spacious place in the back mountain, shirtless teenagers in groups of six use ropes to pick up a stubby and heavy log and shout a trumpet to tamp the ground, and the carpenters also use the remaining materials to build a point platform that is one person high and one zhang long and wide, and Li Yan began to suspect that Song Wen was going to rebel again......

pinching his waist and wearing a strong outfit to show in the wind, Song Wen stood on the podium and was full of pride...... Lin Chong next to him was also enthusiastic, but Li Yan became more and more suspicious of Song Wen.

The seventy-two teenagers at the bottom were all dressed in clean new cloth clothes, and the thick-soled boots were tightly tied with strips of cloth at the cuffs, the oldest was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest was twelve or thirteen years old. The younger ones stood on the viewing platform opposite with eight girls, their faces stiff.

Several tenants and craftsmen also sat on the side of the viewing platform, and their legs and stomachs seemed to tremble a little when they looked at the formation in front of them.

The teenagers did not wear any small hats and hairpins on their heads, and the neat cyan headscarves and a black forehead wipe were simply embroidered in the center of the forehead...... Surname!

Li Yanxin was very happy when he saw this Song character at first, and was about to praise Song Wen when he was loyal to Xiaogui Gong and thought that he was a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty...... The conversation between An Chun and Li Erlang suddenly made him vigilant!

"This is Song?"

"That's right!"

"The Song of the Great Song?"

"Shit! Our brother Song Wen's Song character ......"

Since then, Li Yan has seen this forehead wipe more and more unpleasant. asked Song Wen, this guy is also vaguely fooling himself...... It made a mess in Li Yan's stomach. Isn't this Da Song bad? Why are you always dissatisfied? Is there any emperor of all dynasties who is more merciful than the Zhao and Song official families? Natural and man-made disasters, displaced people, beggars...... Which dynasty and which generation did not? How good it is to live a peaceful and stable life and be a loyal and righteous person.

Song Wen stood an iron horn in front of him, cleared his throat and said loudly to the people in the audience: "Brothers, fathers! A certain Song Wen, this is polite......"

There was no applause in the audience, Song Wen was slightly dissatisfied, but he still said excitedly: "Today is the day when I set up a monument in Qingshan Village!" From today on, my Song Wen's brothers and siblings, as well as the hometown of the villagers, can call themselves Qingshan Zhai villagers after leaving this village! ”

"The state has national laws, and the family has family rules! Now, publicize the rules of my Qingshan Cottage in public...... If anyone has violated it since a certain family! There must be no mistakes in the handling according to the law! ”

"All the land in Qingshanzhai is kept by the cultivators! Birth, old age, sickness and death are the responsibility of Qingshanzhai...... Make no mistake! ”

"The children taken in by Qingshanzhai are responsible for the birth, old age, sickness and death of the cottage, if there is no betrayal, they will never be defeated!"

"The craftsmen under the Qingshan Village are regarded as the children of the Qingshan Village! Birth, old age, sickness and death are all responsible for Qingshanzhai! ”

With a bang, everyone in the audience panicked......

Whispering, arguing, disbelief, weeping and sobbing...... In this world where classes are clearly divided and oppressed like mountains, the proprietor who only collects 30% of the rent is simply a Bodhisattva in the world!

Rites of passage...... Rites of passage...... Help when you are born, and support when you are old! Take care of it when you are sick, and bury it after death! Is it really just four simple words? How much money and effort did it take for the winner's family to do it?

Li Yan frowned and looked at the still thin young man in front of him...... This little turtle boy has just turned sixteen, right? How did his master, who saw the dragon and saw the end of the dragon, teach him? Where did he get so much courage?

Wealth comes to the mountains and calls for a tsunami, and wealth goes to the spring breeze and rain...... Does he really not care about money? What kind of person can truly treat money like dung?

There is nothing to drink blood wine and cut off the head of the chicken and burn the yellow paper, Song Wen feels that instead of fooling people, it is better to really let them see the benefits and hope!

Twelve teenagers carried a cyan stone tablet with a flat pole made of logs, shouted a trumpet, and walked step by step from the gate to a clearing next to the mountain road, where a pit had been dug and a groove was built with stones.

A group of young people wearing foreheads swarmed up and placed the stele in the groove, and Song Wen, Li Yanlin, and three people came forward with shovels in their hands.

Everyone took a few steps back and quietly watched Song Wen neatly scoop up an iron shovel of dirt and gravel, and bury it under the base of the stone tablet with a bang......

Everyone filled in the soil together, and the stone tablet covered with a red cloth was firmly located on the side of the road, not big or small, and it looked very stable and steady.

Song Wen looked at the sun and saw that it was already close to noon. Then he tore off the red cloth on the stele......

Castle Castle!

The boys continued to level the land and help the craftsmen build houses, the men of the tenant families began to tidy up the fields, the weeds and watered the fields, and the women instructed the eight girls and a few children to take over the stove and prepare the meal......

Lin Chong and Li Yan began to select a group of teenagers with the best bones to start practicing martial arts, the boxing and sword routines had been simply set, and Song Wen took a carpenter to start arranging the exercise equipment on the side of the martial arts arena.

"There are two logs buried here, it doesn't have to be smooth and a foot high! Nail a hook to the top! There's a deep pit over there, four feet deep. The surroundings must be compacted with adobe bricks, and there must be no place for borrowing...... There are two single-plank bridges over there! Then there's the zipline...... Low wall...... The shallow pit is half a zhang long, and the rope is pulled on the top! And also...... And ......"

An obstacle course with more than a dozen different obstacles and a round trip of 50 feet in length slowly began to take shape.

Two days later, Li Yan squatted next to the venue with a disdainful face, and said mockingly: "All the bells and whistles, just a few stone locks, big knives, sledgehammers or something?" What do you do with all this effort? What does it do? ”

Song Wen pointed to Lin Chong, who had just come back from the obstacle course panting and running, and said, "Lin Chong has tried it several times, you ask him if this thing is useful!"

Lin Chong was only wearing a short coat, and his clothes were already wet from sweat. Wen Yan waved his hand...... "If it's for fighting martial arts, it's not very useful!" But if it's on the battlefield or if the soldiers of the army are fighting in the streets...... It's very useful! ”

Li Yan said in disbelief: "What's so difficult about this?"

Song Wen shook his head: "Not everyone is a master, ordinary people want to quickly adapt to all kinds of battle formations, streets and alleys or military bazaars...... All sorts of unexpected obstacles and venues will be encountered! With this kind of training, the whole person's reaction and endurance will increase. ”

Li Yan threw off her clothes, stirred her dark tendons and said, "If you succeed or not, you will know if you try it!"

After a trip, Li Yan stopped talking.

There was a bruise on his knee and a twist on his right wrist...... originally thought that he was going to be able to catch the crossing, but now he was desperately suppressing the wheezing......

"This thing...... Some uses. ”

Song Wen smiled and didn't want to puncture his tiger skin, turned to Li Erlang and said, "The wine shop is placed in the back mountain, and you are still in charge!" You can do it with manpower, honestly and loyally pick out another twenty people, and slowly teach them how to make wine! Also, don't teach them all the processes at once, just take your time...... The mouth is tight, and the secret is left with ten more! In the future, it will be under your control. ”

"Erlang has an order!"

Song Wen suddenly remembered something...... "Go, take me to see that dead liar!" How long has it been closed? ”

"It's been seven days!"