Wu Ling walked along the ridge to a man who was lifting the rice stalk and smashing the rice into the grain box, and asked, "Fellow, how is the harvest this autumn?"

Probably when the rice slapped on the grain box, the sound was too loud, and the man did not hear Wuling's voice, nor did he notice Wuling's arrival.

In front of the man, there was also this old couple, who were bending down to cut the rice, and when they heard the voice of Wulingdu, they all stood up.

"What a handsome young man. ”

The old man looked at the appearance of Wuling's male and female figures, he was stunned at first, and then grinned: "This year's wind and rain are smooth, and there are no natural and man-made disasters, so the harvest should be good." Unlike in previous years, either the rice was growing well and encountered natural and man-made disasters, or it was drought and could not be planted. ”

Wu Ling smiled: "Then congratulations to the old man on a bumper harvest." ”

The old man sighed and shook his head and said, "Alas, although it is a bumper harvest, it can only barely feed a family of seven. ”

Seeing the old man's helpless look, Wu Ling wondered: "How can the old man say this?"

The old man wiped his sweat with the sweat towel hanging around his neck, and said: "Ten parts of a season, give the first half, and then give three to the northwest, and only two copies are left in our hands. ”

Wuling couldn't help frowning, the land rent of Wuguo is higher than that of the other twelve countries, this is true, but in the event of natural disasters and man-made disasters, the production is reduced by forty percent, the field rent will be exempted, and the production is reduced by more than sixty percent, and the state will compensate one percent.

As long as there is a field, under normal circumstances, there is no situation of not having food.

Of course, corruption by local officials must be ruled out here.

However, judging from the words of the old man, the king of Pingshan in the northwest seems to be suspected of being greedy, and he is not lightly greedy.

Wu Ling asked: "Old man, the one in the northwest you are talking about refers to the king of Pingshan, right? He doesn't seem to have the right to change the Tian Ling system, don't you have any reaction with the superiors?"

As soon as Wu Ling finished speaking, he felt that what he said was very problematic, just like why he didn't eat minced meat.

As the King of Pingshan, or in the ground under the control of the King of Pingshan, where can ordinary people react? No matter how they react, it will also be reflected on his head.

When the old man heard the name of King Pingshan, he gritted his teeth for a while, "Who else can there be besides him." The king of Pingshan, the king of Pingshan, I think it is Pingshan who occupies the land for the king. ”

Wugaihe, the king of Pingshan, was named the king of Pingshan by the temple because he pacified the mountain bandits of Tianlao Mountain and opened up the passage with the northwest countries, so that Wuguo no longer only had a road to the north to lead to the country north of the inverted hanging mountain.

Since King Pingshan took charge of the northwest of the Wu Kingdom, their lives have become more and more difficult.

Fortunately, it is said that the king of Pingshan has been getting worse and worse in the past two years, and he should not be able to last a few years. I only hope that after the death of King Pingshan, his successor will no longer be like King Pingshan.

"Lao Xu, don't ......"

The wife on the old man's side listened to the old man's words and hurriedly reminded him.

The whereabouts of Wuling and his party are unknown, judging from the fabric of Wuling's clothes and the golden mask on his face, coupled with his complexion as white as mutton fat, most of them are either rich or expensive. In case they had something to do with King Pingshan, and the word reached the ears of King Pingshan, their family was afraid that they would suffer a catastrophe.

The brutal methods of King Pingshan are known to the people of the northwest.

The last county magistrate of Surabaya City was not used to the methods of King Pingshan to oppress the people, and wanted to write the crime of King Pingshan to the temple. But out of nowhere, the news leaked and was known by King Pingxi.

So the next day, the county commander's family was slaughtered.

Clear-eyed people know that it was the king of Pingshan who asked him to do it, but what can he do.

King Pingshan not only has outstanding achievements, but his wife is also the sister of the current emperor, who can cure him.

Wu Ling said: "Don't worry, you two, I'm from Wucheng, and I have nothing to do with the King of Naping Mountain. ”

The old woman sighed: "It's not that we can't trust you, little brother, but we really don't dare to say more about this matter, maybe it's an inconspicuous thing for you, little brother, but for our family, it may be a catastrophe." ”

Wu Ling said with a smile: "What Mama said is extreme, after all, man-made disasters, seven or eight times out of ten, because disasters come from the mouth." ”

The old man and the woman's son, the man who slapped the rice into the grain box, also noticed Wuling, so he stopped what he was doing and looked at Wuling vigilantly.

Wu Ling came to the man and said, "This big brother, can you let me try?"

The man seemed to be a more honest and honest person, but he just nodded to indicate that it was okay and did not speak.

Wu Ling hung the princely sword horizontally on the belt on his back, and grabbed a handful of rice stalks with ears of rice from the pile of rice. Wu Ling imitated the way the man had just patted, lifted the rice stalk to almost the top of his head, and then threw it down heavily and slapped it on the wooden board of the grain box.

The paddy brush falls in the grain box.

It was the first time for Wuling to fight, and he didn't clean the rice hanging on the rice stalk, so Wuling lifted the rice stalk again, but this time it was not as smooth as just now, and countless rice fell from the rice stalk, scattered on top of Wuling's head, or fell to the ground.

The old man saw the problem of Wulingdu at a glance, and said with a smile: "Little brother, it's not like this, you don't have that much strength, after the beating, you should shake off the rice sandwiched in the rice stalk first, look at me." ”

The old man came over and picked up a handful of rice stalks.

From getting lifted to beating, the same action, but in the old man, it was done in one go.

Unlike Wuling, the old man let the rice face the ground, trembled, and let the rice that had been separated from the rice stalk due to the beating but was still clamped on the rice stalk fall into the grain box.

The old man said: "Beating rice is like chopping wood, you have to use your waist to exert force, and then concentrate your strength on your hands to drop the rice stalk. For example, when I was young, I could beat all the rice on a large handful of rice stalks with only one beating, but now that I am old, I have to beat it several times with a handful of wrists to knock all the rice down. ”

The old man's words made Wu Ling think of the breath operation method of the vertical sword in "Eighteen Stops Sword Breath".

Wu Ling nodded and thanked and said, "Thank you for your guidance, I probably understand." ”

Wu Ling swept away the rice above his head, picked up a handful of rice stalks again, and lifted the rice stalks and fell down according to the method of running the vertical sword breath of "Eighteen Stops Sword Breath", and then lifted the rice stalk and fell down according to the old man's actions just now.

There was a snap, and the rice on the rice stalks scattered like rocks.

Wu Ling picked up the rice stalk and took a look, only to see that the end of the rice stalk, except for some empty husks, basically fell.

The old man said with a smile: "The little brother is very talented, if he was born in an ordinary people's family, with this hand, he will basically not starve to death." ”

Seeing Wuling's attempt on Monday, he was also ready to move, "Uncle, can I try it too?"

The old man nodded and said, "No problem." ”

It's just that the chaff box is slightly taller, basically up to Monday's neck, so that when he fell, he didn't drop much rice, and there was still a lot of rice that didn't fall off.

After Wu Ling tried it a few times, he was covered in sweat.

At this time, Xu Shan walked down from the road halfway up the mountain and said, "Childe, there is another secret message from home. ”