Zhao Xuanqi returned to the village.

"Zhao Xuanqi is back, Zhao Xuanqi has been admitted to show talent, and he is the first!"

"Double Door First!"

Every household beat gongs and drums, and the villagers of Zhaojia Village were very lively, and they rushed out one by one to congratulate Zhao Xuanqi.

The village lady reached out and touched Zhao Xuanqi's head, and said again and again: "Okay, good, it's really a Wenqu star!" ”

Everyone celebrated Zhao Xuanqi's fame, and the villagers' faces were filled with joy.

People wanted to get close to Zhao Xuanqi, but they were a little afraid.

After all, the person in front of him is now the master of Wenquxing, and he is no longer their "weed", the status of the scholar is noble, how dare they, the ordinary people working in the fields, treat the scholar at will?

The village chief had a kind expression on his face, and wanted to touch Zhao Xuanqi, but he didn't seem to dare, so he could only say embarrassedly: "You didn't disappoint everyone, I have to set up a flowing water table for you today!" ”

The other villagers agreed.

The banquet was set up in front of the ancestral hall, and the villagers either killed chickens and ducks, or went directly to the pond to catch a few fish, or went to the field to pull vegetable seedlings, which was a rare and hearty meal.

At the wine table, Zhao Xuanqi tried his best to talk to the villagers beside him, but these villagers looked embarrassed and wanted to say something, but they didn't seem to dare to speak.

Even if Zhao Xuanqi deliberately communicated with the village chief, the village chief's face would show a restrained look, speak carefully, and always take care of Zhao Xuanqi's emotions, as if he was afraid of annoying Zhao Xuanqi.

Third Uncle Zhao, who was strong and strong, couldn't help but lower his head when he talked to Zhao Xuanqi, obviously realizing that his status was lower, he was ashamed, and he spoke very politely.

The noble status of the scholar is in stark contrast to the poor villagers who work in the fields.

Zhao Xuanqi can treat these villagers as always, but these villagers know that they are lowly, and they even have to answer politely, which makes Zhao Xuanqi feel a sense of alienation.

It dawned on him.

The village is still the same village, poor and poor.

And he is no longer the poor self, he is already a showman, and he is famous.

In the future, these villagers may continue to work in the fields and live a peaceful and difficult life.

And in the future, he is destined to live a cultural life, study as an examiner, become a wealthy family, gain a noble status, and be admired by everyone.

The two sides are like two parallel lines that do not intersect with each other, there is already a natural difference, one in the sky and one in the ground, and they can never go back to the beginning.

Even though Zhao Xuanqi tried his best, he didn't look down on these villagers in the slightest, and wanted to do his best to redeem his former feelings and maintain the original feelings.

However, because of the status and the gap in the future, these villagers could not treat Zhao Xuanqi normally, but regarded him as a big man, a figure who could not afford to offend, respectfully, and his tone revealed a compliment.

The labels of "Wenqu Xing", "Reader" and "I will be a big official in the future" gave Zhao Xuanqi the status of a master, and also made him inevitably walk opposite the villagers.

It's like leap earth and lord.

The difference is that he is this lord, and these villagers have become leap soil.

At the banquet.

Zhao Xuanqi's face was embarrassed and he didn't say anything.

But after the banquet, he was alone for a long time.

The next day,

He took off his robe, the robe that symbolized the noble scholar.

Then barefoot girls went to help.

Help the village lady chop wood.

Help the village chief's family to farm and reclaim the fields...

Or help the carpenter carry things and make some utensils.

Otherwise, it is to carry water for the blind man of the fourth uncle to cook.

He took the initiative to rush to do all kinds of chores in every household, just like a year ago, returning to the "weed" he once was.

One day, two days, three days.

For a whole week, Zhao Xuanqi was busy working in every household, taking the initiative to help each family work, still enthusiastic and generous.

His attitude shocked all the villagers.

At first, the villagers didn't dare to let him work, and they didn't even dare to talk to Zhao Xuanqi much, for fear of offending him because of something.

Later, he could work with the villagers and brag and joke at the same time.

The restraint between the two sides disappeared, and there was no longer that layer of estrangement.

He used his actions to tell everyone that he was still the weed he used to be, not some honorable Lord Wenqu Xing.

Wenquxing and weeds are not in conflict.

His noble behavior as a lowly scholar not only did not make everyone think that he was a bully, nor did he make everyone feel that he was humble, but was more respected by everyone.

Now, when the villagers talk about Zhao Xuanqi, their faces will be full of pride, cordial and enthusiastic, and their words are full of respect, but the sense of strangeness has disappeared, and there is no longer that kind of estrangement.

The villagers' name for him has changed again to "weed", and everyone knows that weeds have not changed, even if they are studying, even if they become officials, they are still the children they once watched grow up.

The heart of a child, as always.

Don't forget the original intention, there is a beginning and an end.

On this day, Zhao Xuanqi was going to return to the county seat.

He stayed in the village for seven days, mainly to bring them closer together.

Otherwise, according to his plan, staying in the village for a day or two is already the limit, after all, although he is a showman, he is just a showman after all, and he still needs to continue to study hard to prepare for the next imperial examination!

If you don't advance or retreat in such a thing as studying, how can you not work hard?

There was no retention of Zhao Xuanqi in the village, they knew that it was not easy to study, so they could only stand at the entrance of the village door to door to see him off, and silently pray for Zhao Xuanqi.

Zhao Xuanqi left the village and walked towards the county seat.

Even if he walked out a long way, as long as he turned around, he could see the villagers at the head of the village, like a stone pier, standing in place for a long time.

"This kind of relationship is what I should be after." Zhao Xuanqi's warmth came to his heart, and he was extremely satisfied.

These villagers have a great kindness to him, he grew up eating hundreds of family meals since he was a child, and every villager can be regarded as his elder.

They even raised all the funds to send themselves to school, so that they had the opportunity to change their fate, and this kind of kindness is difficult to repay for a lifetime.

He didn't want his relationship with the villagers to become more and more distant, and he didn't want to become estranged from these elders, so he would surrender himself to become a weed, continue to help everyone work, and draw each other closer.

Now this relationship, he is very satisfied.

When he becomes an official in the future, he has the ability and energy, and then he will find a way to change the lives of the villagers!

That's right, Zhao Xuanqi felt that he would definitely become an official.

Isn't it just a lift? Isn't it Jinshi?

He clenched his hands, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

The road to study is long and difficult, but I will definitely make this road a road to heaven.

After all, Xiucai is just Xiucai, no matter how noble his identity is among the common people, he is only an ordinary person after all, and Zhongju is the first step to becoming an official!