Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

In Weishi County, the sun is burning.

On the fields, countless farmers are looking into the distance.

The crops in the field hung their heads down, and their appearance gradually turned yellow.

"coming……"

The carts came slowly, the old cow pulling the cart gasped, and there was white foam in the corner of his mouth.

The cart is full of water containers, various wooden barrels, and jars.

"This is my family! Don't **** it!"

As soon as the waterwheel arrived, the farmers started to scramble.

"This is mine! Get away!"

The two big men wrestled together, and finally the jar fell down, splashing water ...

"stop fighting!"

An old man stomped and shouted: "It's better to pull water when you have this time!"

The numbness of everyone began to water.

The spoon scooped a spoonful of water down, the cracked land sucked greedily, and the water disappeared instantly, and the land gradually returned to dry and cracked state.

Another spoonful is still the same.

After a bucket of water was poured, the field was still dry and cracked ...

The old peasant raised his head and shouted desperately: "No ... No!"

He tapped the bottom of the empty bucket with a water spoon and raised his head to scold: "God thief, why doesn't it rain? Why doesn't it rain?"

The farmers looked at the blue sky, and the desperation was spreading.

"Weng Weng!"

An old farmer fell heavily to the ground, and his grandson hugged him, shouting, "Weng Weng."

The old farmer's teeth were clenched, and finally he pried open the irrigation water and woke up.

"This year ... not this year."

The old farmer shouted: "Don't pull the water, it's useless, not enough! Go and invite people to come and dig wells!"

"We are on the edge of the Huimin River and can drill wells."

The advantage of Bianliang is that the water system is developed, but the disadvantage is that everyone is not prepared for the drought, so that after the drought, they cannot come up with the most effective response.

The peasants searched for people without flies, but those who would dig wells had long been invited away, leaving only despair.

"What should I do?"

Everyone was a little flustered, but there was no response.

It's time for the village elders and gentry to come into play.

"Look for the mansion!"

The villagers gave this standard answer for thousands of years.

"But Guan Mansion is busy."

The government house was very busy. Before the drought, the officials of Weishi County had no preparation at all, so that after the drought broke out, they were helpless.

What about gentry?

Should they have a solution?

In the courtyard of the high mansion, singing and dancing are still going well, and the gentry have a good life.

"They have invited people to drill wells, and now the crops in the field are not worried about watering ..."

The old farmer lamented: "Study! Look, see, the reader knows that he is asking someone to dig well ..."

"Yes! It's great to study."

"What about those craftsmen who are drilling wells?"

In this case, let's do well.

"They eat, drink, and drink in those restaurants, saying yes ... saying that they have to fight wells."

"Fuck!" The old farmer said angrily: "This is stuck with manpower, forcing us to borrow from them."

This is a routine. When a disaster occurs, it is a good opportunity for these gentry to make a fortune.

"As long as we borrowed their money, it would be unclear forever in our lives. In the end, we had to give them the fields, and the whole family planted their land ... or the whole family went into the city to find a way out."

In business, the accumulation of capital is never clean. But in the private sector, the accumulation of agricultural capital is even more direct and bloody.

The emperor Seco was always practical, and those gentry exposed their fierce faces during the famine and exploited the people through loan sharks, all of which were ridiculously protected by the law.

Yes, loan sharking is legal in the Song Dynasty. Those who have a lot of money and nowhere to invest will find the leader of the loan, and then invest the money to let him operate.

This kind of person is called Qian Min.

The wealthy people in the country are gentry and rich peasants, and the lending are like sloppy big guys. They have collusion with the government, and they can make borrowers nowhere to go whether they are public or private.

So unless one can't live, no one dares to borrow.

But now is the moment of despair.

"What shall we do?"

"Government must give an explanation?"

"Nothing, Zhixian enjoys it in the county government office!"

"Really want to rebel!"

"No, now the rebellion will not be recruited, and will not be classified as a soldier ..."

"what is it now?"

"do not know……"

"Who seems to have hit a well in the village before and asked him."

"That man is a son-in-law and has long been asked to leave."

A group of farmers looked desperately in the direction of the county and only vaguely saw a few riders galloping.

"who is it?"

Someone raised his hand to cover his eyes and squinted, "It's Sanqi ... It's an old man ... It's coming, they're here."

Sanqi came galloping and dismounted.

The head was an old man, and the two men followed closely.

"what happened?"

The old man walked in along Tiange and asked, "Why didn't it hit the well?"

The old peasant looked at him, hesitating a moment, and said, "No craftsman, I don't understand."

There have been countless droughts since ancient times, and most of them are helpless.

"How about craftsmen? It's not too hard to drill a well, what about people?"

The old farmer lowered his head and rubbed his eyes. "All of them were invited away."

The old man squinted at the peasants, and the blue muscles on his head jumped: "Why not go to the government?"

The old farmer looked at him suspiciously, "Guanfu ... Guanfu is busy."

"Ok?"

The old man was angry and turned around and shouted, "Go to the county and bring Chang Mi."

One of the entourage hurriedly promised and went away.

The old peasant horrifiedly said: "You are ..."

Chang Mi is a Zhixian in Weishi County. The old man's randomness when referring to him shows that he is not an ordinary person.

"Old man Bao Zheng!"

Bao Zheng stood there, the anger in his heart rushing.

"Actually Bao Gong is here ..."

The old farmer's body was trembling, and he couldn't help crying. He knelt down slowly, "Bao Gong, please make up for the villain!"

When Bao Zheng was stunned, when he was about to help the old farmers, the farmers all knelt down.

"Begging Bao Gong to make up for the villain."

Bao Zheng said anxiously: "Everyone gets up and has something to say. The old man will make the decision for you."

The old peasant was lifted up by him, wiped away tears, and said: "Bao Gong, we are not lacking in strength, but the craftsmen who can drill the well are all invited to leave.

"Okay, the old craftsman will solve it."

Bao Zheng turned around and ordered the last attendant, "Go to the county and find a craftsman."

The attendant looked at these farmers worriedly, "Bao Xiang, if the villain went ... you are here ..."

"No problem!" Bao Zheng said frankly: "The old man is right in his conscience, what are he afraid of? Go!"

He believed that these people would not harm themselves.

Follow the horse and go.

Bao Zheng turned around and smiled bitterly, "Can there be water?"

He has not stopped since he left Beijing, and has been inspecting drought resistance everywhere. His tired body is sore, and if he is not supported by an idea, he will not stand steadily.

"Quick, bring water to Bao Gong."

There is still some water to drink, but it looks muddy.

"This water ... Bao Gong, and wait."

The old peasant was ashamed, but Bao Gong swallowed it, and handed over the bowl again, "Come again."

He drank two bowls of water, and then took the baggage off his horse and took a cake to nibble.

"Bao Gong, will the villain go back to the village to get a bowl of soup cake?"

When the old peasant saw him having a hard time eating the cake, he thought he had only two people to travel.

"No need."

Bao Gong ate a cake and drank another bowl of water, and began to ask about the disaster and the local disposal methods.

"The water in the Huimin River has been dwarfed by half, and the fields beside the river are okay. The water channels on our side are all broken ..."

"Government ... Government ..."

The old farmer's eyes flickered and Bao Zheng waved his hand with a sigh. "You don't have to say that."

The people dare not offend the government, so they refuse to say that is the answer.

"A group of beasts!"

Changshi, a county in Weishi County, was pulled out of the back hall by Bao Zheng's entourage. At that time, he had just returned from the countryside inspection and became a dog, so he was ready to rest for half a day.

The officials in Weishi County were almost sent out of their nests. When they saw Bao Zheng like the fields and old farmers, everyone's heart was cold.

"coming?"

Chang Mi had seen Bao Zheng a few years ago. At this time, Bao Zheng looked at her with more kindness and good looks, making Chang Yi happy, "I have seen Bao Xiang."

Bao Zheng yelled and asked, "Why are you in the Yamen?"

When the drought hits, the magistrates still have their minds to rest in the yamen. This is malfeasance.

Chang Mi smiled bitterly: "Bao Xiang, Xiaguan went outside the city to check the disaster in the morning ..."

It's too hot!

"How about a craftsman who does a well?"

"it's here."

More than a dozen men came over, all craftsmen ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Bao Zheng sneered, "Where are you waiting?"

The craftsmen dare not speak, Chang Yi said: "Bao Xiang ..."

"Shut up!" Bao Zheng shouted: "Go away!"

Chang Yao's cheek quivered, and then backed to the side.

The craftsmen looked at each other, but Bao Zheng's entourage got the news and said, "Bao Xiang, they all came from Changzhi County."

This is a horse beat!

Bao Zheng was furious and shouted, "Take Changli!"

Chang Yao panicked and knelt down: "Bao Xiang, there is nothing wrong with Xiaguan!"

"The old man came along the way. Weishi's disaster was not the most serious, but it was the worst. Where were you when the farmer was at a loss in the field?"

Chang Mi opened his mouth, his eyelids beating, "Xiaguan has been thinking of ways."

"What did you think of?"

Bao Zheng's questioning was quick and urgent, and he could not answer it for a while.

"Those people give you benefits in order to lend?"

Chang Mi shivered and said, "Xiaguan is wrong ..."

"Will the old man send someone to search?"

Bao Zhengsen said: "The disaster situation is urgent. You are not anxious to solve problems for the people, but anxious to commit embezzlement with those people. Such officials will not hate to kill them.

He often sat on the ground for a while, but he still had some hope in his heart. "Xiaguan is just confused ..."

At most it's all about distribution, and I'll try to come back in a few years.

Preferential treatment for doctors, of course Bao Zheng knew these things, he reached out with a cold face: "Can there be a stick?"

The old farmer nodded, "Yes, Bao Gong wants to get rid of it? It's just that the stick scratches the buttocks too hard. The villain has scratch paper here ..."

Bao Zheng's cheeks shuddered, "Bring the stick."

The old farmer mumbled to find a wooden stick, Bao Zheng took it, and turned to be a stick.

Boom!

Chang Yi fell to the ground.