Make waves in the Three Kingdoms of Gaowu

The old man's misery in looking at Xincai had made him lose confidence in Linglong Mountain, but he couldn't resist the persuasion of his apprentice, so he had to delay some time and come to Linglong Mountain.

When he entered Linglong Mountain, he saw the trees in this mountain, and only frowned.

But after walking for a long time, I didn't see anyone, and I was suddenly a little disappointed.

Looking at the dazed apprentice beside him, he couldn't help sighing, it was all rumors.

Those who have good flat land, the high-ranking families dare not accept the displaced people.

Now this poor mountain and wilderness, a small cottage, how can he recruit 100,000 displaced people, what will he feed these hungry people?

But since you are here, don't brush off the kindness of your disciples, just scatter your mind and enjoy the mountains and forests.

But as he entered, he saw several huge waterwheels on the river in the distance, slowly turning. Water wheels carry water to dug ditches.

He continued to walk forward, saw the crowd, and watched them happily planting wild vegetables, the old man was a little puzzled?

The old man came to the crowd and couldn't help but ask, "With such a good field and such a convenient water source, why don't you plant some crops?"

An old woman, looking at this old man asking, her face was unswerving, but she explained, "The old gentleman does not know the suffering of our displaced people, there is no grain for a long time, so we can only grow some wild vegetables."

"We can get through this, and then we can raise the field, and it seems that we can become the next field."

The old man was suddenly surprised, he also knew about farming, but he didn't expect that this land was just cleared, and it seemed that with the benefit of this watermill, it could speed up the cultivation of the field.

The old man asked again, "Do you usually live on these wild vegetables?" The

old woman was a little impatient, but looking at this old man, although he was dressed plainly, his face had his own majesty, presumably a famous man.

The old woman immediately said, "The village will give us some grain, meat, and mushrooms on a regular basis.

"There is also Qingzhuang, who usually fishes, and we can drink fish soup once a day."

"When the old woman came late, I heard that as long as you work well, you can go to the main village, where you have enough food and meat every day."

The old man was surprised when he heard this, and he and his apprentice looked at each other in surprise.

This place is really a paradise, even the people here are much better than the food of ordinary people.

Can the Lord really be as this old woman said?

The old man bid farewell to the old woman and continued forward, and he saw that the land by the river was all reclaimed.

Going deeper, quite a lot of land has been planted with crops.

After the old man, a few people constantly checked all over this Linglong Mountain, and the further they went, the better the life in the village.

When he entered the old village, he saw that the crops on the edge of the river were quite robust.

If the harvest comes in autumn, it will be abundant.

He really didn't expect that all places were now scorched by the drought, but here, it was really like a paradise.

The villagers' faces were very rosy, their eyes were full of hope, and their work was full of energy, as if they had endless strength.

The children were laughing in the field, and there were women and children washing clothes by the river, which seemed so peaceful.

When they looked at the villagers with a bowl of dry rice, as well as meat and vegetables, the old man and the others were even more stunned.

Smelling the delicious aroma of rice, several people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

After all, I hadn't smelled meat, let alone eaten it, in days.

The old man gave up his face and asked the man who was cooking for some food. A woman who was cooking sighed and said, "These are all bitter people, you should eat this meal first, and tomorrow you will go to other villages to settle down."

"If you behave well, the village owner will definitely recruit you here."

The old man quickly thanked him, and several people ate this delicious meal and begged for a few bowls of broth.

As soon as the old man drank, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and he looked at the broth in the bowl. This is the broth of the ferocious beast, such a precious thing, willing to share and speak.

When the old man finished eating, he directly called the village guard and asked him to report, "Giant deer open horns, visit the owner of this place." When

Duan Lang heard the news, he was first stunned, then his face was happy, and he led everyone to greet Zhang Jiao.

Duan Lang looked at this coarse cloth old man, although he was dressed plainly, it was difficult to hide the majesty on his body.

The old man said with a smile, "They all said that there were virtuous people here, and they thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect that it was really better to see it."

Duan Lang also laughed, "It is said that the great sage and good teacher, the sad and compassionate people, now when I see it, I know that the rumors still did not say what if the good teacher was." "

Please!"

Zhang Jiao and the others were directly invited to the main room by Duan Lang, and Duan Lang directly invited Zhang Jiao to sit in the main seat.

Zhang Jiao wanted to resign, but Duan Lang insisted, so he had to give up.

Everyone sat down, the next person brought boiled water, and then everyone spoke.

Duan Lang said easily, "The cottage is simple, I hope that the good teacher will not be strange."

Zhang Jiao laughed softly, "If Duan Lang is willing to live that extravagant life, it must not be difficult."

Duan Lang said sadly, "If there is no dispute, I believe that in a few years, the village will definitely be rich."

"But this world is difficult, who will let me wait for the wild people to live in peace."

"This kind of wealth is just a child holding gold."

Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he continued, "The road ahead will inevitably be tortuous, but someone must do it."

"Lonely people, there is nothing to rely on, but someone always needs help."

Duan Lang sighed and said, "What the Great Sage said is that although Lang is young, he also knows that I am everyone, and everyone is my reason.

"Previously, I was forced by the family, and the family's 10,000 acres of good land were occupied, and I could only live in this mountain, like a weed."

"But I also know that it is difficult for me to survive in this world on my own."

"We have gathered countless weak people, we fight together, we protect ourselves."

Duan Lang's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he said aloud, "When most people can't survive, there is a strong struggle with us. Even if we are weeds, the spark can set the field ablaze.

When Zhang Jiao heard this, his eyes couldn't help but brighten, and he couldn't help but say, "There will be a good day under the world, and someone always needs to do it."

Zhang Jiao looked at Duan Lang and couldn't help but be satisfied, this is a like-minded person, my way is not alone.

Practicing medicine and preaching for decades, looking at the suffering crowd, helpless eyes.

A catastrophe can be crushed by a family.

And those domestic slaves have no way to live, just like livestock.

Who has a voice for them and who wants to help them?

This nation has always been a nation of resistance.

As long as they can't survive, force Qin to be fierce, and the law is strict, but what?

Still overthrown, II died.

The ancestor of the Great Han Dynasty, who came from a poor background, knew the suffering of the people well, and used the strategy of Huang Lao to rest and recuperate.

But now, the rule of the external Confucian internal law, the greedy and greedy of the wealthy family, all the people who have learned, have ever thought about the suffering of the bottom Qian.

If the meat is not cut and eaten, the bottom Qianshou can't even have food and clothing, have you ever thought about it?

The descendants of Gaozu have also decayed, how could they have thought that their ancestors were also a low-level people.

Whoever wants to speak for Qianshou, no, not one.

At this time, Zhang Jiao was lonely in his heart for decades, and now he finally saw that someone was doing the same thing as him and was willing to speak up for the people at the bottom.