"The lord of Benbao does what he says, and never speaks!"

Ziyu heard Qi Da'er's words and reassured.

"Officially acquaintance, I am Ziyu, the lord of Daxia Castle, this is my senior brother Libai.

Daxia Fort is located in a remote area, not under the jurisdiction of the government, and is located at the junction of the Baiyun Kingdom and the barbarian tribes.

The abundance of products is precisely the time when a large number of people are needed for construction.

If you don't know, you can ask the people on board, and they will tell you everything you want to know. ”

Qi boldly took two steps forward and hugged Ziyu with his fist.

"As long as the Purple Castle Lord treats us sincerely, the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire will all break through with the Castle Lord."

Regarding the place where they are going to settle down, how can Qi Dada'er and the others not inquire.

The lord of the castle can treat the refugees he takes in equally, and they have nothing to fear.

At this point, it is better to gamble the lives of the whole family than to die of exhaustion and starvation outside.

"Well said!

Anyone who advances or retreats with Daxia Fort will be treated fairly. ”

Ziyu cheered loudly, sure enough, the head of the iron is hard, and the temperament is also straight.

Ziyu is more willing to deal with this kind of person than a scholar.

But the two are indispensable for Daxia Castle.

As soon as the topic was discussed, the blacksmiths put aside their worries and became familiar with the people on board.

The men, who have no worries, burst into hearty laughter from time to time.

The blacksmith's family, who was rarely idle, sat on the ground in the cabin, and when they saw the smile on their man's face, they also smiled.

When the ship approached the empty Dujiangfu wharf, it was nearly dusk.

Tired birds begin to return to their nests, and the setting sun slowly sinks into the sea level.

"Wang Xingwang, prepare more meals for more than a dozen people.

Come with me! ”

Ziyu commanded, and the people with great strength rushed to follow.

"What to rob, the five people standing in the front go down with the castle master, don't hurry up!" Wang Xingwang pointed at the scrambling people and scolded with a smile.

"If you lose someone, wait and cry!

I don't know what your surname is until Senior Brother Bai can train you, hurry up! ”

The people in Shicheng who grabbed the top five are tall and big, and compared with when they first entered Daxia Fort last winter, they have gained a lot of weight.

The strength is not small, one person can work for three people, and the work of pulling the plow is not less.

As soon as I knew that the fort was going to sea, I would follow it alive and dead, saying that I had a lot of strength in the fight and could help.

People who have never seen Ziyu's true ability are very worried that with his small man, he will be bullied when he goes out.

At that time, Ziyu, who knew the reason, looked at her little arm and looked at the sky speechlessly.

She's been despised sometimes!

…

When the last rays of the setting sun sank to the sea level, the pioneers packed up their tools and left, taking with them the wild vegetable roots dug up in the wasteland.

Although it is too old to chew, no one is willing to throw it away, and mixing one or two handfuls of coarse grains can make a belly mess.

Refugees who lack food have to find what they can eat.

Facing the sea, there is nothing to be done, so I can only look at the sea and sigh, and pick up some small fish and shrimp when the tide is low.

But there are many monks and little porridge, and the beach outside the village has been turned over several times, and there are not many fish and shrimp that can fall into the hands.

It is even more difficult to exchange money for silver by picking up seafood.

So even if it's a wild vegetable root, no one will throw it away.

…

The old man Ma, who was adjacent to the Zhuang family, saw that the Zhuang family was still picking up grass roots in the field and reminded.

"Brother Zhuang, go home when it's dark!

It's not safe outside, and you can't finish it in a day. ”

"Alas, my family can't help it, I can only do more work if I work slowly.

If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to catch up with the season, and the family will have to go hungry again. ”

Zhuang Ruizhi said helplessly, and his eyes hidden in the darkness were anxious.

When the family came out, they took all their belongings with them, and until now they have not seen the little boy show up that day.

Zhuang Ruizhi didn't know where to go for a while, because their family was really not the material for farm work.

Other people's wasteland has been opened, and even half of their house has not been opened.

The excavated ground is only a surface layer, unlike other houses that are deeply turned, and it will definitely not work in the long run.

The academies in Fucheng, because they had fled, would not hire them at all without a recommendation, and no one recognized their status.

finally found a way to live, Zhuang Ruizhi didn't want to miss it, and the continuous setbacks gave him the idea of escaping the world.

"Brother Zhuang, let's go back to the village early! Let's go first! ”

The old man Ma shook his head with a hoe and left, no one could help anyone in these years.

Fortunately, when their family escaped from the wilderness, they all brought the guy who ate.

I carried hoes and sickles with me, and I didn't sell these farm tools even when it was difficult.

The main reason is that farm tools can be used as a weapon for self-defense when escaping famine, and they can't be sold at all.

Otherwise, where will the money come from to buy farm tools?

One or two halves of silver and a hoe turned the family upside down, but they couldn't make up one or two halves of silver.

Old man Ma had already seen that the Zhuang family was not from a farmer's family, and it was really difficult for them to end up with refugee status like them.

…

Only the Zhuang family was left in the empty wasteland, and the family of weak scholars was pestled in the dark ground, and the sea breeze shivered when it blew.

"Xianggong, that little boy won't lie to us, right!"

Zhuang Tan carefully protected his three younger grandchildren, shielding them from the icy sea breeze with his body.

"I believe that the little boy will not lie to us, and the lady goes to the side and wraps the children in the quilt.

If we stay a little longer, the little boy will definitely have something to delay.

Didn't you still procure a lot of goods and pass by here on that day! Zhuang Ruizhi comforted himself.

Only with this reason could he convince himself to wait, and there was no way out for the family to return to the village.

Why not gamble!

Won, the family lives a stable life.

If you lose, you will go back to the village and become a bitter farmer, and the end will be starvation.

"Ziang and Ziyi both came to rest for a while, and they were not in a hurry to work.

Ziang's daughter-in-law, build a fire to keep warm, and bake a few sweet potatoes for the children to satisfy their hunger. ”

Zhuang Ruizhi, who touched the side of the road with a flower hoe, looked at the dark night sky and had a sour nose.

The fact that a family of three people has fallen to such a state is really detrimental to the teachings of the saints.

When I think about the scenery back then, no one was stammering or flattering, they were all vying to send money to the door to please them, and they even hung the land in their names.

The Zhuang family is also a wealthy family in Taniguchi City, but due to the invasion of the Beimang people, they became a refugee, but fortunately, they were reminded to save the lives of the family.

But he can never go back to his hometown, and he can only die in a foreign land when he grows old.

Although the family survived, now they can't even fill their stomachs, and they still have to make a living by clearing wasteland.

Zhuang Ruizhi didn't know what the father and son could do besides being a husband to support his family.

Everything is inferior, only the consciousness of reading is high, which has long been ingrained in Zhuang Ruizhi's heart.

The complex officialdom is not suitable for the pure temperament of the father and son at all.

Zhuang Ruizhi, who couldn't find the direction, suddenly saw a few moving lanterns in his sight looking at the night sky.

The sudden bright light gave Zhuang Ruizhi great hope in the dark night.