The carriage walks slowly on the way up the mountain, the scenery of the autumn fields comes into view through the car window, the distant mountains are mixed with wisps of light yellow, the sky is as blue as washing, a few thin clouds hang in the sky, quite a bit of autumn high and cool, the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Liu Xun sat in the carriage, frowning, a little curious.

On the road, a flat ox cart full of grain was overtaken by the carriage, Liu Xun saw the ox cart "squeeze" forward, driving the car is a child with a general horn, seven or eight years old, sitting on the wheel with a rattan whip in his hand and swinging left and right, two legs hanging under the wheel, wearing straw sandals two feet swaying back and forth, the most surprising thing is that the child is empty on his left hand, actually holding a book, just looking at the book while letting the old ox pull the car, slowly moving forward... …

Could this child be the legendary prodigy who is poor but determined to study?

The further you go, the more vehicles you see along the way, almost every family who comes to pay rent has an ox cart or mule cart, as if every time the rent is paid in Guanzhong, the wheelbarrows and large board carts pulled by people are all over the place, and the situation is completely gone.

Are the people on Lishan so rich?

Could it be that in order to pay rent, the house family put mules, horses, cows and donkeys on the cart and lend them to the rent-paying people?

But even if the family is rich, is it necessary to keep so many vehicles?

What's even more strange is that since the beginning of the previous year, the Suwen Lishan Farm has converted the rented grain according to the market price, and only collected money when paying the rent, why did it start collecting grain again this year?

Liu Xun became more and more suspicious......

When we arrived at the large yard in front of Fangjia Farm, the whole road was filled with dense vehicles, cow dung and horse urine were everywhere, and the air was full of unpleasant stench, which made people feel sick.

Liu Xun ordered the carriage to stop far away, got out of the carriage and stood on the wheels and looked forward, the vehicles on the road were blocked for half a mile, and there was not much noise except for the inevitable smell of bad smells. The Fang family set up a few tables in the large courtyard in front of the door, and set up a huge umbrella to block the sun, and the autumn sun was very scorching.

I couldn't see what was going on under the umbrella, but I faintly saw that some Zhuangke people drove the vehicle full of grain to the front of the big umbrella, and someone gestured something, and then the vehicle drove into Zhuangzi, probably to the granary to unload the grain.

Liu Xun jumped down from the carriage and told the coachman to find a shady place to wait, while he lifted his robe and walked through the dense car towards the large courtyard in front of Zhuangzi.

Walking and stopping, Liu Xun felt that something was more and more wrong, how could the bankers who came to pay the rent were either trembling old men, or small and weak children with a general horn, young but few or even rare?

Liu Xun put his hands behind his back, and happened to meet a white-haired old man on an ox cart who was taking out a baked cake from his blanket and handing it to the little grandson sitting next to him. Eat quickly, and when the rent is paid, Aya goes to the market to cut two catties of pork and stew meat at night. ”

The little grandson, who was about seven or eight years old, took the baked cake but did not eat it, but broke the baked cake in half with his white little hands, handed the big half to his grandfather, and said with a small face: "Aya is also hungry, right?" The grandson and Aya eat together. ”

The old man laughed, the corners of his eyes full of wrinkles were deep, and the cloudy old eyes seemed to light up, and the ditches and ditches on the old face seemed to be filled with a happy smile, and he looked at the top of his grandson's head with pity, and said warmly: "Aya is not hungry, you eat." ”

"No way!"

The little grandson stubbornly stuffed most of the biscuits into his grandfather's hand, opened a pair of big sparkling eyes, and said seriously: "Xiang Jiuling, can warm the seat." Filial piety to relatives, what should be done...... The grandson is also nine years old this year, Huang Xiang can honor his father to give his father a warm seat, and the grandson should also honor Aye, Aya doesn't eat, and the grandson doesn't dare to eat! ”

"Hehe......"

The old man laughed, laughed and laughed, tears flowed out, took the plate baked cake handed by his grandson, took a big bite, chewed it, and muttered: "Eat, let's eat together!" ”

He shed tears happily, not because of his grandson's filial piety, but because his grandson was able to speak and use the allusions of the ancients to tell the truth of filial piety.

People always want their children to become dragons, and they are willing to leave the best things to their children, and never care whether the children are reciprocated. And if the child can be promising, he will be happier and happier than being filial to himself......

The lowly peasants who have been digging in the soil for generations have actually produced a child who is literate and hyphenated, what is this not the green smoke from the ancestral grave?

Someone next to him reminded loudly: "Don't be full, you two don't eat enough, there will be food after paying the rent later, the Fang family slaughtered more than 20 big fat pigs, and the steward in the Zhuangzi was notified in the first half a month, so that the big guy can keep his stomach and be full!" ”

The old man smiled and took a bite of the baked cake: "The Fang family is a good family, we are homeless homeless people, it was Erlang who took us in, planted the land for us, and lent us money to build a greenhouse. ”

As soon as he spoke, there was silence around him.

In this Zhuangzi, who doesn't remember the heavy snow in the winter of the twelfth year of Zhenguan?

Houses collapsed, heavy snow covered the mountains...... How many starved or froze to death? If it weren't for Fang Erlang asking the emperor to buy the land of Lishan and shelter everyone, I am afraid that most of these people will have to die of starvation now, and the rest have already been pawned into slavery, and their children and grandchildren have become lowly......

"Well, we'll leave after paying the rent later, I'd rather go home and eat bread and vegetables than let the Fang family break the bank!"

"Come on, what nonsense? Nowadays, in our Lishan Village, which one doesn't eat meat if you want to eat meat, and drink wine if you want to? ”

"It's just like how noble you are."

The people around were talking, and the old man led his grandson to nibble on the baked cake with a smile, just watching with interest......

Liu Xun raised his head and looked at Zhuangzi's side, was silent for a while, raised his feet and continued to walk over.

There are a lot of people who come to pay rent, and there are more cars, but everyone is very orderly, and the vehicles try to stand in a proper manner, leaving enough space for one person to walk between the cars, so Liu Xun does not seem crowded all the way, and after a while, he came to the edge of the courtyard in front of Zhuangzi.

Several cars were parked in the yard, and a servant of the Fang family climbed into the car to check the grain, and then the tape ruler measured it up and down, left and right, and said in a loud voice: "Chen Liugen's family has two stones of high-quality rice!" The scribe on the bookcase on the side wrote it down.

The servant of the Fang family waved his hand, and the car drove forward two feet, stopped, and a skinny old man jumped out of the car and walked to the side of an ox cart behind. A seven or eight-year-old doll jumped on the ox cart loaded with grain, and Liu Xun's sharp eyes were the child he saw on the road who was reading while driving the car......

The servant measured the grain on the car again, and said loudly: "Chen Liugen's high-grade corn is two stones and three buckets!" ”

Liu Xun in the distance shook his head, he didn't even prepare a wooden bucket, just take a tape ruler and measure it, there must be a lot of errors, and the Fang family's approach is a bit unauthentic. Your family can now be said to be the richest man in the Tang Dynasty, and you still emberate the people's little rent, which is really ugly......

The scribe over there wrote it down, and the servant said to the old man: "Sixth uncle, come and come, press a handprint and draw a charge, and then drive the car to the granary to unload, and hurry to the courtyard to eat." ”

The lean old man straightened his chest, his stiff back straightened a little, and he glared at the servant of the Fang family and scolded: "Mother, you are a hairy bastard who entered the door of the Fang family to do the work of the Fang family, why didn't you learn the generosity of the Fang family at all, but you were bitter and mean?" ”

The servant was a little stunned, and said with a smile: "Sixth uncle, what are you talking about?" Why is my nephew so scathing? ”

The old man pointed to the account book signed and charged on the bookcase: "Everyone else has signed, why do you let the old man draw a mortgage for me?" Isn't it bullying me for being illiterate? ”

The servant shouted to hit the sky: "Sixth uncle, you can't open your eyes and talk nonsense!" I dare to bully you, my father can't discount my leg when I turn around? You can't read! ”

"Lao Tzu is illiterate, Lao Tzu's grandson is illiterate? You just look down on me! ”

"Sixth uncle, my nephew really doesn't dare to ......"

The old man ignored him, patted the top of the doll next to him, and said, "Dog, go sign it!" ”

Liu Xun in the distance was taken aback, and looked at the child wearing straw sandals and an old cloth coat and snot, the scene of this lowly peasant doll being able to read and write was really surprising......