Make a long-term worker as an old attack

"Drive, drive, drive!" On the official road outside Xi'an Prefecture, a carriage covered with blue cotton cloth was running fast.

The uncle driving the carriage leaned his head to the curtain while driving the horse.

"Young master, why don't we slow down, you are weak, and this old slave is worried that you will not be able to bear it if you go on the road like this."

"Uncle Zhong, I'm fine, you drove you normally, this... vomit... road,... I can't stand it." Xue Zhaoqing held the armrest of the carriage tightly with one hand, resisting rolling in the middle of his abdomen Swelling up the feeling of vomiting, he forcibly covered his mouth with the other hand, and then endured the feeling of vomiting that had already reached his throat.

"Bang..." The wooden wheel bumped into some stone on the yellow mud road, and the carriage jolted violently. Xue Zhaoqing instantly felt like a storm was rising in his stomach, and he couldn't bear it anymore!

"Ouch... vomit..." With his head sticking out of the small window, Xue Zhaoqing almost vomited out his bile.

"Woo..." Tightened the reins in his hand, stopped the horse, Xue Zhong quickly opened the water bottle he was carrying, lifted the curtain and handed it in.

"Young Master, there is a small teahouse by the road ahead. Let's take a rest. Even if you are in a hurry to go back to see the old lady, I can't bear the old slave if you have trouble with this way of traveling."

The contents of his stomach were vomited clean, Xue Zhaoqing's originally fair face was even less bloody at the moment, he took the water bottle tremblingly, took two sips of water, at least his stomach felt more comfortable.

"Uncle Zhong, let's rest at the teahouse in front."

"Got it."

The carriage wobbled to a stop next to the official road. Xue Zhong set up the wooden stake for dismounting, lifted the curtain, and helped Xue Zhaoqing out. Xue Zhaoqing patted the light blue gown, straightened his belt, and took out the A small cloth bag.

"Shopkeeper, here are two steamed buns, some side dishes, and a pot of tea, please add some feed to this horse." Xue Zhong said

"Okay, guest officer, you two sit down first." The owner of the teahouse came over with a pot of tea and greeted him.

"Young master, please sit down." Xue Zhong wiped the bench clean with his cuffs, and then let his young master sit down.

Xue Zhaoqing took a teapot and poured a bowl of water in front of him, opened the small cloth bag, took out a white translucent thing like a small ice cube, put it in his mouth, took a sip of water, and smacked it carefully.

"Master, what is this?"

"This is rock candy, bought in the city, it's really sweet."

"No matter how sweet it is, it doesn't matter how full you are. Young master, eat a steamed bun."

"I won't eat Uncle Zhong, you can eat it, and I will cut half a catty of beef for you later, and eat it on the way."

"Hey." Xue Zhong smiled honestly: "Thank you, young master."

After eating two or three pieces of rock candy, Xue Zhaoqing felt that the taste in his mouth was a little weaker. He counted the remaining pieces of rock candy, then carefully wrapped the small cloth bag and put it back on his sleeve inside.

"Master, why do you like eating this so much? This small piece can really fill you up?"

"It's sweet, just like the candy in our kitchen." As soon as the words finished, Xue Zhaoqing couldn't help laughing, why did the closer he was to his home, the more he spoke like that reckless man?

Didn't that savage guy say that when he was given rock candy to eat when he was young?

"Master, why are you laughing all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, I suddenly thought of our family's burdock."

"It's very good, why did the young master think of that child?"

"When my mother left, didn't he dig the ground for my mother? In those few days, I gave him a piece of rock candy every day. This kind of thing is rare in our county. I brought those pieces back from Xi'an Mansion. , but this idiot chewed it up every time and swallowed it directly in his stomach, and he couldn't taste it at all."

"That idiot, it's a waste for him to eat such a good thing." After taking the last bite of steamed buns, Xue Zhong saw that the waiter in the teahouse had almost finished drinking.

"Master, how do you feel?"

"Okay, I don't want to throw up now."

"Okay, let's hurry up, I guess we can get home tonight."

"Uncle Zhong, you go to harness the horses first, and I'll have some tea, and I'll be right there."

"Okay, don't worry, young master." Xue Zhong walked to the opposite side of the road, put on the horse again, and just prepared the stakes for the carriage, when he turned around, he saw his young master handing a bag of buns to Lu A pair of beggars next to me.

"Uncle Zhong, here." Xue Zhaoqing handed Xue Zhong an oiled paper bag, through which he could smell the tempting aroma of beef.

"Thank you, young master." Xue Zhong took the oiled paper bag, wrapped it in the cloth from the car and put it in his arms, he was reluctant to move it himself, and planned to take it back for his little grandson to taste.

Helping Xue Zhaoqing into the car, Xue Zhong chatted with Xue Zhaoqing through the curtain.

"Young master, do you recognize that little beggar by the side of the road?"

"I don't know."

"Then you still buy buns for them?"

"Looking pitiful, the ancients said that goodness is like water and great virtue carries all things. Naturally, I can't compare with the saints in ancient times, but I can't bear to see death."

"Master, what's going on, water, I don't understand the old man, but since you became a scholar, you have been a gentleman in Xi'an Prefecture. I'm afraid you don't understand what happened in this county and village in the past two years." I know."

"What happened in the past two years? The harvest is not good?" Xue Zhaoqing raised the curtain and asked

"The harvest is not bad, but the head tax and land tax are getting higher every year. Some people can't pay the tax, and the land is forced to use it to pay off the debt. If you say that there is no land to grow, what do you mean? ?There are a lot more beggars on the side of the road now than before.”

"Hey, the dictatorship of the eunuch party in the imperial court confuses the audience of the emperor, and the common people everywhere. Wei Zhongxian's party overshadows the sky with one hand. All these exorbitant taxes in various names end up in the hands of these people who have lost their children and grandchildren!" Xue Zhaoqing ruthlessly He patted the frame of the carriage fiercely: "In the long run, people's grievances will rise everywhere, and there is no guarantee that it will not become a trend of turmoil!"

"Master, please keep your voice down." Xue Zhong hurriedly slowed down the car, looked left and right to make sure no one was there, and then dared to continue: "It's not good for people to hear this. These imperial courts The old slave doesn’t understand the big truth of what, the old slave just needs to send the young master back safely.” Gently twitching the horse’s buttocks, the shiny brown-black stallion seemed to understand human nature Yes, slowly speeding up.

"Come back, come back." The doorman of the Xue family watched from a distance as the blue carriage with a small kerosene lamp hanging on the front came unsteadily from the gate of Sanyuan County.In this small county, there were not many people with carriages, and he could tell at a glance that the carriage belonged to his family.

The doorman had long since ignored the rules, and ran out the door while shouting, causing every family on the side of the road who had just finished dinner to poke their heads and look out.

"Yo, who is this back?"

"Who else? The young master of the Xue family."

"Isn't he serving as a teacher in Xi'an Mansion Academy? Why did he suddenly come back?"

"I heard that the old lady of the Xue family is not well. I guess she came back to see her grandma."

"Since he was admitted as a scholar at the age of 16, he seems to have never been back except for the New Year, and he doesn't know what he looks like now."

"This young master of the Xue family has been clean since he was a child, and he has never done any farm work. He must be like the scholar in the painting, not like the farmer in our land."

As everyone was talking, Xue Zhong had already driven his carriage and walked along the main road into the county to the gate of the Xue Mansion. Although the Xue family was not as good as those high-ranking officials and rich men in the Xi'an Mansion, it could be counted as hundreds of kilometers away from Sanyuan County. , can also be called a big family, in addition to managing thousands of acres of fertile land, what's even more rare is that the Xue family has been literate and educated for generations. At the age of 16, he passed the examination of a scholar, and these years he has been working as a gentleman in Xi'an Mansion while continuing to take the examination for fame. The people in Sanyuan County said that maybe in a few years, their county will produce an official Mile.

Lifting the door curtain, stepping on a small stake and walking down, Xue Zhaoqing looked up at the place where he grew up. The door of Xue's house was very fair and beautiful, comparable to those big families in Xi'an mansion. The roof was black. The tiles are stacked on top of each other, each tile is shiny, the gray bricks on the wall are neatly built, and a plaque carved from high-quality nanmu is hung on the door, which reads "Xue Fu" two years ago. There are two stone lions guarding the gate beside the three steps in front of the entrance threshold, and two large red lanterns are hung on the eaves, with Xue Zhaoqing's little blushing face printed on it.

Xue Fu, the chief steward of the Xue family, was standing at the door with his hands folded in his sleeves. Seeing Xue Zhaoqing get out of the carriage, there was a slight smile on his face that had been stern all year round. He lowered his head slightly and said: "Young master, you are back, the master is waiting for you in the study."

"Okay, Uncle Fu, I'll be there right away." Taking out a small paper bag from his bosom, Xue Zhaoqing secretly stuffed it into Xue Fu's hand while no one was looking, and then walked away in a hurry. When he opened the paper bag, he found that it was a pure gold bracelet. Judging from the size of the bracelet, it fit perfectly on the hand of his newborn granddaughter.Xue Fu looked at the back of Xue Zhaoqing running past in the corridor, and the smile on his wrinkled old face grew stronger.