Chapter 81: Hibiscus (3)
Heyang arrived on time, but he was shocked by everything in front of him.
Most of the people here live a very miserable life, almost every house is in tatters, and they are unclothed and illiterate, and this year coincides with a drought, and the fields that are not good for rice production are almost unharvested. As an official, he is determined to be in the hearts of the people, and as a local parent official, how can he not have compassion and tie the people's livelihood plans to the top of his heart?
Therefore, he repaired books day and night to the imperial court, in order to be able to reduce local taxes, and sent his subordinates to the nearest big city and town, and invited a large number of craftsmen, Xinglin doctors and teachers to come to Moxiang, while repairing the private houses and rural roads, and on the other hand, opening up the wisdom of the people.
Since he was a child, he has a wealthy family, and he understands a truth best in his heart, if you want to improve the barrenness here, that is to improve the folk customs.
However, despite the actions of the parents and officials who have to do their best to ask for the lives of the people, but because of the harsh conditions, many of the people invited either because they can't adapt to the difficult environment and go away, or because of lack of food and drink and can't afford to get sick, only those strong and honest craftsmen have left, but there are a lot of them, and there are some people-oriented Xinglin doctors who are willing to stay reluctantly. Those gentlemen who taught literacy refused to stay, so this errand of educating children to grasp thinking and thinking fell on the shoulders of Heyang, the county magistrate.
Therefore, such a peaceful township should have nothing to do in Heyang, rarely have time to sit in the hall or rest in the house, but often go to the countryside to walk, one is to be sympathetic to the people's feelings, pay attention to the people's livelihood, and the other is to go to the new school that has just been built to teach children to read and write.
Thinking about the first time he came, the sourness in Heyang's heart was simply indescribable!
The old man with mud babies all over the street looked at him with empty and godless eyes, and there was no anger or hope in those eyes, all of them were full of the feeling of living in chaos, or even eating and waiting for death.
Then to that school, where can it be regarded as a hall? It is simply an original land temple, and the image of the land lord inside has been entangled in the three layers of cobwebs and the outer three layers of the cobweb, and from a distance, it looks like a huge silk cocoon.
If it were time for class, the children would have to sit on the floor in this dilapidated temple!
At present, although the brand-new school is not as good as the big towns and villages, it also has tables, stools, windows and doors.
What if you don't have books?
Heyang thought that there were not too many children, so he first taught them orally, and then picked up the lamp at night, copied and compiled those textbooks by hand, and then distributed them to the children one by one.
Don't think that he lives like this day by day, it's far from that simple!
In addition to teaching the children, he soaked in the fields all day long, thinking about how to grow good rice, and if he couldn't grow good rice, then what should be the people's livelihood here, how to make the people rich, and how to make the people fed and clothed.
The people of Moxiang are very fond of this newly arrived parent and official who has worked so hard, and the people who used to live in chaos have gradually united together, and the place that was once lifeless has become vibrant.
On their side, the lord is racking his brains to change the people's livelihood, and the people are diligent and self-motivated in order to cooperate with such a good official. However, no matter how hard Heyang tries, he has only one person who can take care of it, and in the end, he is weak, and the series of excerpts and instructions that the court has promised have not moved.
As a result, the situation on the ground is still uncertain, and people's lives are still in dire straits.
The so-called house leak coincided with overnight rain, and the wall fell down and everyone came to push each other!
In the middle of summer, many people inexplicably suffer from insomnia, and everyone can't sleep day and night, even children. There were all sorts of people of all ages on the streets. They all have yellow and thin faces, their eyes are blank, their eye sockets are deeply sunken in their sockets, and a pair of big, deep and black eye circles hang on their faces.
In such a vicious circle, the people here are getting sick more and more, everyone is in a mess during the day, but at night, their eyes are shining, and they can't sleep and wander outside, as a result, the streets are full of people with open eyes and walking late.
Heyang is also very worried, sad day and night, even he is worried about this insomnia.
That night, he couldn't sleep again, so he ran to the mountain and looked at it alone, holding the medical books he had borrowed from the doctors who were helpless about the disease, and refused to let go of every page and every word.
The people he sent out to seek medical treatment and medicine did not come back for a while, and the excerpts of the imperial court were also written one by one, and they were like stones sinking into the sea, not to mention the reply letters, even the people who sent the letters were not heard from, and this ink town seemed to have been forgotten by the world.
Holding the book and reading it again and again, there was still no solution, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, which made the already scorching heat even more vigorous.
Closing the book and standing up, Heyang stretched his waist vigorously. The moon in the sky is like a plate, sprinkled with silver white like washing, looking at this white and soft moonlight, he was a little impetuous mood, as if he had been relieved.
Basking in this beautiful moonlight, he held on to a comfortable feeling rising from the bottom of his heart, strolling in the mountains and forests.
Walking into the depths of the woods, I vaguely seemed to see a little bit of starlight shining and extinguishing, and there was a melodious sound of the piano, this song was beautiful and bright and implied sadness, and Heyang, who was proficient in music and rhythm, was a little surprised, and he had never even heard it.
Heyang pondered, the people here are just so many families, men and women, young and old, don't talk about people, no matter how many dogs there are, how many chickens there are, he is clear, so the one who can make this wonderful sound is not from this ink township.
As he walked forward in search of the sound, he saw in the distance a bright and gentle lantern hanging on a lamp pole, and under the lamp sat a girl in a pink gauze dress, and the sound of the piano was made by her.
The closer she got, the more Heyang could see her face clearly!
This girl has a delicate face, a trace of fairy spirit that is not like a mortal between her eyebrows, the green silk on her head is curled at will, a delicate acacia flower-shaped hairpin is inserted on her head, and there are long tassel makeup earrings hanging on her ears.
She was stroking a piano with a faint pink light, the whole body and strings were in a translucent gradient color, from white to pink, from pink to gold, the color was extremely rich and beautiful!
Heyang had never seen such a piano and such a beautiful girl, and for a while, he stayed in place and couldn't move a single foot.
After the song, the girl stood up lightly, and the breeze from nowhere blew her hair and gauze skirt, blew the rustling canopy, blew off the acacia flowers on the tree, and also blew up Heyang's innocent heart.
However, Heyang just stopped at this distance and did not take another step. After all, in his opinion, the girl was gorgeously dressed, the headdress and hair ornaments were not frivolous, and the harp was even more valuable. Judging from these lines alone, it can be clear that she is not from this barren ink country, not to mention that her shocking appearance is by no means an ordinary person.
What's more, in this case, there is no one around in the middle of the night, and the lonely men and widows are deep in the dense forest, if they are too intimate, it will be against the way of a gentleman, so they are ready to turn around and leave.
"Lord He, where are you going?"
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a crisp and sweet girl's voice like a silver bell came over nicely.
Heyang was stunned in her heart, and a cluster of doubts popped up, how did she know whose surname she was?
Then he turned around, bowed, and said, "This girl is called to stay down, what is the matter?"
The girl bypassed the piano and walked to the front of Heyang, bent over and said a good blessing, and there was a flattering Ying Ying smile.
"The little woman's home in the mountains, recently I can always see some children in Moxiang who can read and break words, I heard that there is insomnia in the township, and the villagers are tormented, I have a home remedy here that is an ancestral tradition, specializing in the treatment of this kind of disease, can adults give it a try?"
When Heyang heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, where could he care about "whether men and women give or receive kisses" or something, and stared at the girl with a pair of eyes.
"Is what the girl said true, if so, then you are really the savior of my ink country!"
The girl covered her mouth and smiled, and gently moved her light steps like a lotus, returned to the tree, took out a large bamboo basket from under the piano table, and carried it on her shoulder, followed by a tiptoe twist, and ran up to the huge hibiscus tree, and soon picked a basket full of acacia flowers.
"These fresh flowers, you can use them with confidence, and those doctors add them to the porridge made of polished rice, and then accompany them with lily buds pickled side dishes, and eat them for three days, I guarantee that all of them will be able to solve this insomnia!"
took the back basket she handed over, and the thousand-pound boulder in Heyang's heart seemed to land smoothly in an instant, and he bowed deeply.
"Thank you girl for helping, haven't you asked the girl's name?"
The girl's face was slightly red, and she smiled like a flower.
"My name is Fleur, and I am the Fleur of this Hibiscus tree!"
Looking at her smiling face, a trace of admiration rose in Heyang's heart. If the name is like a person, the face is like a flower, the heart is like a mirror, and the beauty is like her! How can such a beautiful and refined girl not be moved by such a helpful kindness?
"I don't know how Miss Fleur knows it?"
Shallow pear nest smiled sweetly again, and Furong replied: "Those children who came to the mountains to collect firewood came to Heyang in my township to teach them to read and write.