Farmer of Shu Han

"Don't talk nonsense! What can happen to Junhou?" Zhang Tingchang became anxious on the spot when he heard this, "Something happened to you."

"Yes, yes, something happened to me." Si'er's lord quickly responded, and then asked carefully, "Your Majesty, will there be any trouble?"

"There will always be some troubles, otherwise why would the government buy grain at this time?"

Zhang Tingchang sighed, "This is troublesome, whether it is big or small."

"If the imperial court can send the grain to Liangzhou one day earlier, there won't be any trouble."

"But it doesn't matter if you lose your family's food, it doesn't matter anyway, anyway, the prince is so capable."

Si'er's adult glanced at Zhang Tingchang, his lips moved, but he still didn't speak in the end.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Tingchang couldn't help saying angrily:

"If you fart, let it go! This is at your house, it makes me look like I came to steal the house!"

"I can... help a little bit." Si'er's adult finally mustered up the courage, but his voice was still not loud, "It's good to do my best."

Speaking of this, his face, which was imprinted by the years of suffering, showed a worried expression, "Otherwise, I feel uneasy."

He doesn't understand any major principles, he only knows that his family can live like this because of the legacy of the prince.

The hope of the family turning over lies in the school, and as for the Nanxiang School, it was established by Junhou himself.

If the high price of grain collected in the warehouse is because the prince needs grain, then it is right to sell the surplus grain of his own family.

"Besides, there is still more than a month before the wheat can be harvested, so I am not afraid that the family will be hungry."

Hearing this, Zhang Tingchang gave a thumbs up: "Good man!"

"I only have one and a half months' worth of food in my own home, and I plan to sell the rest."

Zhang Tingchang also expressed his plan, "I originally wanted to stay for two months, but the one at home is more straightforward than me, and only let me stay for one and a half months."

Speaking of embarrassing things at home, Zhang Tingchang smiled a little embarrassedly:

"She said that the price of grain is so high now, it's really not good. After the wheat is harvested, I will buy some later, maybe I can earn a few buckets more."

Si'er's adult smiled honestly: "Yes, earn a few more buckets."

It doesn't matter if you earn or not.

Cangtou Guishou, which family lacks those copper coins?

What's missing are those tickets, okay?

People who have just come out of hunger in the past few years value food more than anything else.

At this time, most of the people who are willing to take out the stored food have the simplest wish: to help the prince a little bit, just for peace of mind.

Feng Sang and Feng Cang did not call for nothing.

"Then it's settled. Before it's dark, I'll go to other houses in the village."

Zhang Tingchang got up, "After a few days, the villages in our pavilion will gather up the grain and sell it together, and let outsiders see. Although we don't have much ability, our conscience is worthy of heaven and earth."

As he spoke, he walked out of the yard.

"You... walk slowly."

Si'er's adult held back for a long time before saying a word.

Zhang Tingchang has long since disappeared.

A few days later, as soon as the sun rose and covered the earth with a layer of gold, the official road began to make noise.

In Yueyue in April, the rain gradually increased, or it was gloomy from time to time, and it was rare to see a day without morning glow.

Taking advantage of this rare good weather, those who are willing to sell grain carry the grain and push it with rooster carts. Zhang Tingzhang even found a few bullock carts.

Raising his whip, he waved it in the air, "Go!"

The bullock cart began to creak and creak, and headed towards the school.

In fact, the few villages under Zhang Tingzhang's charge did not have much surplus food.

At least compared to the other kiosks in the warehouse near the school that they reached one step earlier, it took a lot less time.

"Hey, lame Zhang, you're here to sell food too!"

Someone came over and said hello.

Zhang Tingchang squinted at the other party, sneered and said:

"What's the matter? There's a message on the top and they won't let me come over?"

"How dare you! It's just your pavilion, who doesn't know that there are more hills. When it comes to planting mulberry and raising silkworms, no one dares to speak in front of you, but when it comes to this food..."

The visitor half turned around, raised his chin, and signaled Zhang Tingzhang to look at the pile of grain bags on the flat ground in front of the school:

"See, the sack! It was specially sent to us by the warehouse, and it is specially used to hold grain!"

Seeing the other party's triumphant appearance, Zhang Tingchang let out a "bah" and said disdainfully:

"How much food is there?"

"Ah……"

It must be great to have a lot of food!

"Hehe..." Zhang Tingchang said one more word than the other party, and then pushed Si'er beside him forward, "There is a price for food, is there a price for knowledge?"

"Today in our booth, we sent someone to the warehouse. If nothing else, we can do the math, and we can still help!"

Si'er must have taken one of the places guaranteed to be sent to Qiongdu by the school this year.

Seeing Si'er's blushing, a little embarrassed look, and seeing Zhang Tingchang's arrogant expression.

The other party was as disgusted as eating a blowfly, gritted his teeth and said:

"Old man Zhang! I have never seen such a shameless person like you, you are cruel!"

Said, immediately turned around and left.

Zhang Tingchang pressed the opponent's head, and suddenly he had a clear idea, a good mood, and laughed.

Immediately, he arranged for someone to find a place to unload the grain, and went to negotiate in person.

The manager of the warehouse was overjoyed when he learned that another batch of grain sellers had arrived.

Hearing that the most alert child in the school also came to help, the steward's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum.

In these ten pavilions and eight miles, I really want to find a few students who can write and count, just those few students in the mathematics hall.

Those pavilion chiefs were easy to talk about when they were in the army.

When you get to the place, there is no one to supervise, and you can still recognize a few words, and it is considered remarkable if you can memorize the Nine-Nine Jue.

And they have their own affairs to be busy, how can they find time to help?

"Very good!"

The steward took the book, pen and ink, and asked Si'er to sit at the table, "You can record as much food as you shout outside. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Si'er looked at the account book, only to see that it just said He Ting, He Township, and the amount of grain sold.

For him, it was still within his ability, so he nodded immediately.

Seeing this, the steward said to Zhang Ting Zhang, "I will stay with the baby first, and have dinner with the people in our warehouse tonight, and then I will personally send him back to the village."

"Don't let them lose money, my pavilion is only counting on a seed of reading!"

Zhang Tingchang still ordered repeatedly.

"What are the rules here? Others don't know, but you don't know?"

The steward said angrily, "Don't worry, I will give him another piece of meat when the time comes, and it will be regarded as a reward."

"That's good, that's good."

Zhang Tingchang said cheerfully.

"Look at your buttons, do you want me to tell you another gossip?"

"What's the matter? Let's hear it."

"I heard that after the end of three days, the villages that can come to sell grain will have more silkworm eggs after the summer harvest."

"Is this true?"

Zhang Tingchang's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he cried out.

The mulberry trees in Yuejuan are different from other places. They are mulberry trees that can breed good silkworms.

But besides mulberry trees, silkworm eggs are more important things.

The first season of silkworms is raised in a year, and everyone has their own silkworm eggs on hand.

Even if something goes wrong, you can borrow some from the government.

But if you want to raise second-season silkworms, most of them have to be obtained from the government.

The source of the government's second-season silkworm eggs is basically from the Xinghanhui.

The second-season silkworm eggs cannot satisfy all families, so the government usually distributes them in schools and notifies nearby villages to come and get them.

Moreover, priority is given to families with students at home, which can be regarded as a kind of subsidy.

At the same time, this is also a means for Xinghan Society to promote education and train junior technicians.

For capital, the illiterate bottom layer is pure consumables, which can be replaced at any time.

They simply cannot provide the efficiency that society needs for further development.

The great development of Yuejuan County in recent years is inseparable from its unique administrative structure.

Because Xinghanhui can take advantage of the government's direct access to the grassroots to vigorously promote what it wants to develop.

This is more efficient and represents a certain image.

For a long time, the Great Han Cheng divided Yuexie County to Feng Junhou, and in the end he did not disappoint.

But Pavilion Chief Zhang was a little disappointed at this time, because he heard the steward say:

"I've also heard that, if it's true, how can I guarantee it?"

"If you can't accept the real news, you tell me to listen to it and make me happy for nothing. What's the reason?"

Zhang Tingchang said dissatisfied.

Hearing this, the steward sneered and stopped bringing up the topic.

Just because it is gossip, it is often the truth of the matter in the end, you know what a ball!

This kind of thing, let alone the government, even the Xinghan Society, can't admit it!

False and real, clouded and foggy, people have nothing to say and can't get a handle.

Those who are still unwilling to sell after three days are basically hesitant, or they want to wait for the price of grain to rise again.

No matter how much the government wants to benefit the people under its rule and achieve political achievements for itself, Xinghan will be overwhelmed and approve silkworm eggs for such people?

The steward waved his hand impatiently, trying to drive Zhang Ting Zhang out like a fly, "Go, go, go! I don't have time to grind my teeth with you!"

"Is it so urgent? I'll have another word with my nephew."

Zhang Tingzhang grabbed the door frame, unwilling to move. He looked at Si'er and said earnestly, "Si'er, Guanshi Liu often goes to Qiongdu on weekdays!"

"You can be regarded as having a relationship with him this time. When you go to Qiongdu in the future, if you need to contact the family for anything, just look for him."

Si'er looked at the steward, then at the head of the pavilion, a little at a loss.

"The old man is endless, keep rolling!"

The management directly pushed and pushed people out.

Zhang Tingchang didn't care, and walked away cheerfully.

After coming out, he went back to the place where he unloaded grain in his kiosk, and saw the people in the kiosk squatting around the grain pile basking in the sun, so he immediately moved a stone and crowded inside to brag.

In Guishou in the countryside, I don't have much experience. When we get together, we basically chat about trivial matters.

Which one planted a few acres of mulberry forest this year, and which one opened two acres of land at the foot of the mountain.

Even whoever brings a piece of meat home is considered news.

It is rare for everyone to be free on weekdays, and the sun is just right, so it is full of enthusiasm.

At this time, a middle-aged man and a young man came side by side.

The middle-aged man's eyes implied determination, he scanned the group of people, and saw the leading figure in it at a glance.

I saw him arching his hands to Zhang Tingchang:

"May I ask that your Excellency is the leader of all?"

"Don't dare, my surname is Zhang, and I am the head of the pavilion in Wuting, District B, Shili Township. I have met two nobles."

Zhang Tingchang didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly returned the gift.

The two in front of them have the aura of a superior, and the followers behind them all wear swords, and the standard looks like it is used in the military.

Just listening to the name of the place reported by Zhang Ting Zhang, we know that it was Feng Yongping's new home after the settlement of Yuexiu.

When the middle-aged man heard Zhang Tingchang's words, he immediately put on a smile and waved his hands:

"It's not a noble person, but I just passed by. I saw that the grain harvest is here, so I came to have a look."

He looked at the grain behind everyone, with a curious expression on his face, "Where did all these grains come from?"

Although he tried his best to be friendly to the people, he couldn't hide the compelling aura of wealth and honor in his body.

Zhang Tingchang didn't dare to neglect, with a simple and honest smile on his face, he scratched his head, looking like a full country bumpkin:

"It's like this. We heard that the price of food was high, and we thought we had some surplus food at home, so we gathered some food and came over to see if we could get some money for it, and then bought some clothes for the family."

"Now is the time when there is no supply, and everyone else is thinking of borrowing food, but everyone still has surplus food at home?"

The middle-aged man asked in surprise.

"Elsewhere? Where else?"

Hearing what the other party said, Zhang Tingchang became vigilant, "In the past few years, I have never heard of a famine in the vicinity..."

As he spoke, he took a special look at the followers behind the two of them.

That's right, it is indeed a member of the army.

Zhang Tingchang, who had retired from the army, was very sure of this.

So what are these two people up to?

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, but the young man next to him helped him out:

"Don't blame Zhang Tingchang. My clan uncle just came from Guanzhong. I don't know the situation on our side, so I just said that."

"Oh, so that's the case."

Zhang Tingchang was stunned, and slapped his thigh, "How can we say that he is a Wei thief? A thief is a thief, how can he be as capable as a big man, and let us people have enough to eat?"

"I heard that on their side, 50% of the land they planted will be confiscated by the government. How can people live like this? Once they join the army, the whole family will be dead soldiers for generations."

"The men in the family died fighting for the court in the front, but the wives and daughters in the back were forced to match others by the government. Can this be done by humans?"

Zhang Tingchang was under Feng Junhou's command back then, but he had heard a lot about the Wei thief.

Some people came over from Wei's bandit army and told everyone about their own affairs.

Zhang Tingchang may have forgotten a lot of the characters he has learned over the years, but such things can really be remembered for a lifetime.

"So the big man must kill the thieves, so that everyone can live a good life with peace of mind..."

Everyone has lived a good life these years, and the more they dare not imagine the days of those people under the rule of Wei Thief.

How many things has Cangtou Guishou seen?

In their eyes, Zhang Tingzhang followed Feng Junhou all over the world, and he was a very knowledgeable person.

The people in the village would gossip for a long time when they saw other people bringing meat home without festivals.

So even though these things have been mentioned by Zhang Tingchang long ago, but it is still interesting to listen to them at this time.

No way, the sense of superiority is always compared.

What's more, I have only come out of hard times for a few years.

It's just that the more everyone agreed with Zhang Tingzhang's words, the weirder the middle-aged man's expression became, and he even became a little embarrassed.

The young gentleman glanced at him, as if holding back a smile.

He seemed to be much more down-to-earth than the middle-aged man, and he squatted down indifferently, talking to everyone:

"My fellow, if you sell your food at this time, your family won't be short of food, right?"

"No...not lacking, there are quite a few left at home."

Si'er's adult wanted to stand up subconsciously, but seeing that the other party was also squatting, he had to follow the other party to continue squatting on the same spot, waving his rough hands again and again.

"Everyone said that the government has done a good job in the past few years, so do you think something went wrong?"

The young gentleman asked with a smile.

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately showed panic and did not dare to speak quietly.

"Don't be nervous. In fact, we were sent by the county government. Today's matter is a big event for the county."

The young man pointed to the food while talking:

"So the officials actually know everyone's intentions. They sent us out this time because they want to ask you if you have any requests?"

Hearing that the young man had admitted his identity, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

That's right, otherwise it would make people uncomfortable to hide it.

The government sends people to the countryside to inspect farming at least twice a year.

Everyone has basically seen him from afar, and even the elderly peasants will be called in front of him for questioning. Seeing that this gentleman is young, he will not be too big to come to an official position.

So many people are not too nervous.

There were old farmers in the crowd, and they even talked to the people sent by the officials last time, and they were a little more courageous, so they tentatively opened their mouths and said:

"My lord, our village has many mountains and little land, but the officials have never allowed us to grow more mulberry land, and we must grow food."

"The mulberry rice is not all the same. I wonder if we can go back and talk to the officials in the government office, let us grow more mulberry fields in the coming year?"

The young gentleman laughed and pointed at the old farmer:

"This fellow, are you bullying me when I was young and trying to harm me? The amount of grain to be planted in each pavilion and village was set at the beginning."

"As long as you don't encroach on the farmland, it's fine if you plant mulberry trees in other places, but the stipulated farmland is not."

"Otherwise, where would there be so much food now?"

The old farmer failed to succeed, showing a simple and honest expression, and smiled embarrassedly:

"Yes, yes, I was confused, and I made you laugh."

The young gentleman chatted with everyone for a while, then got up and left.

It was Zhang Tingchang, who watched them leave with a sly smile on his face.

Can the people sent by the county be accompanied by elite soldiers?

Who are you kidding?

After thinking about it carefully, he made sure that he didn't say anything that crossed the line, so he smiled triumphantly.

After the two officials led their entourage away from the crowd and walked for a long time, the middle-aged man suddenly asked a heartbreaking sentence:

"Since I've been in Yuexi, I've seen the common people call Feng Feng. Isn't he afraid of being jealous?"