There is a newly built town in the county seat.

There are many households in the town, there are thousands of households, because these households are all people who have migrated from the four counties of Longjian, and the local county order has given them a lot of preferential treatment when they are resettled.

The prefectural order mobilized this year's servitude.

Labor refers to the imperial court's order for ordinary people to serve on errands.

In fact, since the establishment of the Marquis of Shu, the law has been established and repaired, and Wang Hongyi has no intention of establishing a new law.

Therefore, in fact, it is roughly the successor to the Yan system, "Shu Decree": "All people who have no merit and fame, when they reach the age of eighteen, serve forty days of labor per year, stop in the county, give food, and do not give fifty." ”

It means that a person who has no meritorious name, who has reached the age of eighteen, has to serve forty days of labor in the county every year, which is unpaid labor, and the state only pays rations, not wages.

Da Yan gave the law, starting at the age of fifteen and ending at the age of fifty-five, Wang Hongyi ordered the age to be shortened before and after, which is already benevolent government.

Wang Hongyi likes the Han system very much, "Guoheng is destroyed by weakness, and Han independence is destroyed by strength", "Shu Decree": "The eighteenth people enter the guard camp, learn military discipline, practice archery and cavalry Chen, one year of county, two years of Beijing camp, one person must be on the border for one year!"

The battalion is imported into the army every year, so there is the name of this battalion, and the chief officer is called the pawn order, which means that when you are 18 years old, you must enter the county battalion to learn the militia.

He also said, "Chinese New Year's Eve old age, lest you become a commoner, and go to the field." ”

This is the plan of the whole people, and this is a long way to say, for the service alone, each county can levy the people for forty days, so the county decree will levy the people, build this town, and move the houses of the people's homes, and establish it.

From a poor place such as Longjian, to such a place with fertile land and abundant water, and with their own land and houses, these people couldn't help but rejoice.

In the early days, it was inevitable that they were still a little homesick, they missed not the land of their hometown, the poor land was difficult to feed the family, and they would not want to go back if they left.

They miss their loved ones who have been buried there for generations.

When migrating to Shu, it was still difficult to drag the children and daughters, and it was impossible to take the remains of the ancestors with them, even if they brought the tablets, but they were still different.

Zhou Xiaocheng especially misses the hometown of Long Jian, the reason why he misses it is different from others, what he misses is the feeling of being needed by his neighbors when he is in Long Jian.

With the continuous migration, there are fewer and fewer acquaintances, and after settling here, only a few old people are still there, which makes him very uncomfortable.

Especially if I didn't make an incense offering.

"Alas, it's different from the past, although the shrine has been built, but Sanggu's pilgrims have suddenly decreased so much, I wonder if Sanggu will blame it?" sighed deeply, Zhou Xiaocheng said something in his mouth, supported the ground with his hands, and stood up again from the ground.

Ignoring the light dust on his knees, Zhou Xiaocheng went to the cleanest wooden table in the room and re-covered a clean red cloth on the palm-sized statue on the table.

There are words in the mouth all the time, and if you listen carefully, you will hear the words "Mo Wei" and "Please protect Sanggu".

After a few more bows to the statue of the god covered with red cloth, Zhou Xiaocheng picked up an empty wine gourd from a much more shabby table next to him, and walked outside leisurely.

Because he was alone, and there were no valuable belongings at home, he just twisted the door, walked slowly out of the courtyard, and walked towards the street.

There is only one street in the town, and he is in the south of the town, and there are many households, so he walks towards the north end of the town, and if he walks a little further, he will see a liquor store, where he has been drinking, and today is no exception.

"Isn't this Zhou Xiaocheng?

Zhou Xiaocheng just waved his hand casually, muttered a few words in his mouth, and continued to move forward.

Most of the people here don't care about his rude behavior.

Zhou Xiaocheng's fame is not as loud as when he was in the Dragon Sword, some of the people here migrated from the same place with him, and there are not a few people who believe in the god Sangu.

He, a person who has some ability in the eyes of the villagers and can treat patients with grassroots, is gradually rumored to be able to communicate with Sanggu and get Sangu's blessing.

Therefore, no one dares to offend him at all, who doesn't have a headache and brain fever, in the eyes of believers, Zhou Xiaocheng is an amazing person.

Maybe when, it will save your life.

In fact, it was just a few secret recipes that Zhou Xiaocheng inadvertently obtained, and let him eat them in the township.

But he is indeed a believer in Sangu, middle-aged and widowed, and without a son and a half daughter, although he has never been favored by the gods, he is indeed a devout disciple of three pillars of incense in the morning and evening.

This sounds a little surprising, but most of the folk believers are like this, a person has lived a hard life for a long time, and there is no thought, and the more he lives, the more boring he becomes, and some of these folk beliefs are thriving from this.

"Isn't this Brother Zhou? Come here to drink again?" When Zhou Xiaocheng arrived at the wine shop, there were already more and more customers.

The boss was about the same age as him, and when he saw him coming over, he greeted him with a smile and a familiar tone.

At this time, the sun is already setting in the west, and it is approaching dusk, and some men who have been busy all day and have some money at hand will come to the wine shop and buy a bowl of wine to drink.

Although the wine is cloudy, the momentum is very strong, and the men in the town are all good at this.

Zhou Xiaocheng is now planting five acres of land, and he is doing some things to ask incense to cure diseases, and his life is not bad at the moment, and there is no daughter-in-law and children waiting to be fed at home, and he can afford to drink every day.

After Zhou Xiaocheng sat down on the wooden stool in the shed, the boss reached out and took the empty wine gourd he handed over, and poured wine into the wine gourd very skillfully.

"This time, let's take half a pound more! Cut a few taels of cooked meat, and go back to drink and eat. Zhou Xiaocheng said suddenly.

The boss was happy to do more business, and was busy: "Okay." ”

On the wine gourd stopper that was filled with wine, he took out the cooked meat very neatly, cut a few pieces, chopped them into pieces, wrapped them, and handed them over with the wine gourd.

"I heard that Brother Zhou went out of the mountain again two days ago? The boy of the Liu family was pulled back from the Ghost Gate Pass by your brother, I'm afraid that the Liu family gave a lot of gratitude, right? Otherwise, you can be so generous to come and enjoy some meat?"

"Brother, I don't have any skills, thanks to Aunt Sang's protection. Zhou Xiaocheng said with half-squinted eyes, and these words are often on his lips.

The boss is also a pilgrim who believes in Sanggu, and after listening to Zhou Xiaocheng, he was very convinced, and nodded again and again.

"It's not, if it weren't for Aunt Sang's blessing, I'm afraid the kid of the Liu family wouldn't be able to survive this hurdle, this is a big fat boy who has been raised for more than ten years, this time it's really gone, and his father and mother won't cry to death?"

"Alas, in the past, Sangu blessed in time, but after moving to this place, the original neighbors were scattered...... I heard that there are a few families who have converted to other gods, and the Liu family kid won't be affected by them, right?"

Speaking of this, looking at Zhou Xiaocheng's eyes, there was a hint of envy: "There are not many people like Brother Zhou who are dedicated to worshipping Sanggu." ”

"Look at what the elder brother said, you are also diligent in your daily offerings, and Sang Gu will also bless you. Isn't the current day stronger than the next?" Zhou Xiaocheng said with a smile.

The owner of the wine shop was very happy to hear this, and nodded again and again: "In the end, Brother Zhou, it is different from those of us who are coarse, and what we say is not ordinary, which makes people feel comfortable listening." ”

Zhou Xiaocheng just smiled, casually responded, carrying wine and meat, his body shook slightly, and walked out of the wine shop.

Back at home, placing the wine and meat on the table, Zhou Xiaocheng washed his hands and began to eat and drink.

Before this, he did not forget to give Sang Gu a pillar of incense.

The little statue enjoyed the incense, a clay tire, and when Zhou Xiaocheng turned around, the incense head was "poof", and then returned to normal.

Because of the hunger in his belly, Zhou Xiaocheng did not notice this change.

He sat down at the table and began to eat.

Not far behind him, the white smoke hung in a straight line, and when it reached a height of one person, a small spiral began to be played.

The distorted smoke turned into a vague figure, staring at the man not far away, and then the wind outside the door blew and dissipated into the air.

At this time, it was completely dark, Zhou Xiaocheng was tired, he had almost eaten, he hurriedly washed, and fell directly on the wooden bed.

In the simple room, there is no fire, but fortunately, the quilt is thick, and the room is newly built, there is no air leakage, and it is not cold.

It's just that when he lay in bed, he always felt that something was wrong, but he was a lonely man, and he didn't have much savings, so he was not afraid of thieves stealing, so he fell asleep groggily.

When Zhou Xiaocheng woke up again, he found that the sky was not yet bright, the house was dark, I don't know when, the moonlight outside was gone, it was cloudy, and there was not even a little starlight.

In the whole room, there are no fingers in sight.

"What time is it? It's dark?" he fumbled to get out of bed.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in front of the bed, and he suddenly saw it and was startled.

"Who?" Zhou Xiaocheng said with fear.

Vaguely, it seemed that the person standing in front of him seemed to be a woman.

"Zhou Xiaocheng, I am about to come to a catastrophe, set up a boat tomorrow night and transport me across the river. The dark shadow hurriedly said only one such sentence, not knowing what it was afraid of, and with a scream, it quickly disappeared.

Immediately, a cloud of black gas swooped down on him.

Zhou Xiaocheng wanted to shout, but he couldn't speak, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the bed.

On the window paper, there was a light coming in, and it was already dawn.

"It turned out to be just a dream. Zhou Xiaocheng gasped and secretly rejoiced, but after a while, he calmed down, but he couldn't sit still.

This dream is too real, Zhou Xiaocheng was suspicious, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure out who the woman was? However, the other party is not a living person, how can a living person appear in this strange situation?

Not even in a dream.

Originally, before getting up every day, Zhou Xiaocheng would lie down for a while when he woke up, but today he really couldn't lie down.

Early in the morning, he went out of the house, after a day's work, when it was almost dark, Fang returned, put his things aside, made some food by himself, ate indiscriminately, and Zhou Xiaocheng lay down on the bed again.

Unlike yesterday, even though he was tired today, he still didn't feel sleepy, and yesterday's dream made him faintly uneasy.