Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

The idlers on the mountain were gone, and the village head's family moved back to their own house. On the day they moved back, the village head solemnly visited the Xiong's house.To be precise, he came to visit Yao Qing.

"Xiong, Mr. Xiong!" The village chief was still a little embarrassed when he saw Xiong Da. Sometimes he looked at the few bricks on the wall of his own house and wanted to dig them out and build them back for Xiong's house.

Wen Lun almost choked, and turned to look at "Master Bear".

Master Xiong Xiong felt bored: "The village chief has something to say." He lived in the mountains, but he is not used to the adults who are in front of others.

The village chief lowered his head and said, "People in the village want to learn a few words from Mr. Yao during the slack in the fields."The class is also simple, even to practice calligraphy, it is just a sand table, cut branches and gestures.

Back then, when the villagers sent their children to study with Yao Qing, few of them really expected to learn something, and they played with them more than expected.But after a few months, Mingming watched a group of children chasing and beating around the village every day, but he really recognized a lot of characters.Some of them can still tell a few stories in a decent way, and say a few words of truth.

Yao Qing's face was serious, his chest straightened out, and he looked at Wen Lun with piercing eyes as if he was the only one who could give it up.

Wen Lun has no problem with this: "Where is the place for class? There are not enough places now." Now for class, a room is built in the original dormitory. From the teacher to the students, they are all three-headed children. Almost like a dollhouse.It is enough for normal use, but if adults are really allowed to learn, let alone that room, even if the Xiong family's current room is vacated, it will not be enough.And winter is no different than other times. If you teach in the open air, it will be the rhythm of freezing to death.

Since the village chief came, he had already had an idea: "It can be used after repairing the old temple."

old temple?Wen Lun has been in Dacha Village for so long, but he has never heard of such a place.

Xiong Da knew it, nodded, and explained to his wife: "There is a mountain temple at the east end of the village, and there should be enough space." a charter."

The village head looked at Xiong Da's mouthful of white teeth, and the back of his neck felt cold: "There should be something."

Then, Wen Lun and Yao Qing looked at Xiong Da and the village chief, and conducted a detailed discussion on issues such as beam repairs, house repairs, daily charcoal consumption, school supplies such as desks, and class content. And intense negotiations and consultations.

Don't even look at the village chief and the quail, as soon as he talks about specific matters, he immediately refuses to budge.

Wen Lun sounded boring, but Yao Qing looked back and forth between Xiong Da and the village head, his eyes sparkling.

Wen Lun suddenly thought of something, and called Li Er to come over to grind, set aside the four treasures of the study, and wrote down the agreement they had finalized one by one.Regarding the content of the class, Wen Lun has some ideas: "When the folks start working in the spring, they will teach them whatever they will use."

It's only a month or two before spring begins.After the spring plowing, most of the villagers have to go down the mountain to work.According to the village chief, the villagers suffered a lot because of their illiteracy.In Wen Lun's view, the reason why the villagers suffer is more due to their inability to behave.

The value concept in the county town is completely different from that in the mountain village.The appearance of the villagers in the village is completely unworkable in the county, so naturally they are blocked everywhere.Wen Lun was determined, not to mention anything else, to reverse some of the behavior of the villagers, and he could live in the village with a lot of peace of mind. He didn't have to worry about his chickens being stolen or his eggs being touched by others.

It's just that there is nothing to do!

After seeing off the village chief, Yao Qing was already completely immersed in enthusiasm, feeling that the work of enlightenment had taken another huge step.

Wen Lun glanced at Yao Qing, dragged Xiong Da into the room, and explained his plan: "What do you think?"

Xiong Da nodded: "Well, let Ah Qing continue to teach how to read and write. In terms of people's sophistication, let Butler Zhao teach." Winter leisure is not only free for the villagers, but also for the housekeeper's account.The mountains are closed, what else can I do?

Butler Zhao?Wen Lun froze for a moment, then remembered that there was such a No. [-] person in the family.

On the second day after the matter was finalized, Xiong Da took Wen Lun and Yao Qing to the old temple for a tour.The villagers have the habit of offering sacrifices to mountain gods. Although the old temple is very old, it is really not broken and is well maintained.The place inside is really big enough.

The villagers have already begun to repair it in full swing.It can be seen that the village head has long since made peace with the villagers.

It is said to be repaired, but in fact, most of them are cleaned.Almost the whole village was mobilized, and the old temple was completed in half a day.

The village chief rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "We can move here tomorrow."

The next day, Wen Lun was a little worried, so he came to listen to the class for the whole day.

The old temple, which was empty yesterday, has been filled with tables, chairs and benches brought by the villagers themselves today.Almost every family was out in full force, except for the elderly and young children, everyone gathered together.

Yao Qing was in class and found that although there were more people, it was much less labor-saving than usual.Now as long as a child starts to cry, Yao Qing doesn't have to do anything at all, and the parents of the child will slap the child honestly in minutes.

The child is also very well-behaved. After being slapped all morning, he finds that the present is different from the past.You can't make trouble in class, and you have to be beaten if you make trouble.When my father and mother fight, it hurts much more than Mr. Xiao.

After the basic class in the morning, the class was divided into classes in the afternoon.Yao Qing continued to teach the children in the original classroom, while the adults were taken over by Housekeeper Zhao.

The profession of Mr. is respectable and noble in the eyes of everyone.Zhao Si felt that being a housekeeper was already a great blessing, but he did not expect to be called Mr., so excited that he couldn't sleep all night, and he trembled when he spoke to the students in the room.He can't even be considered a scholar, he just knows how to read and write, how can he go to class?

As soon as Zhao Si thought that his way of teaching was the trick of the young master, he immediately settled down and started talking about the case.He used to work in a rich family, and seeing that there were too many things to do, he could talk about a lot of things at will: "For example, there is a Xiaojia who works with you. He likes to work hard in front of the manager. A does not procrastinate. In the impression of the manager, Xiao A is a very hardworking person. The manager plans to give Xiao A a little more salary, or when recruiting workers next time, the manager will give priority to Xiao A. When I meet such a person ,what will you do?"

The folks didn't even think about it, and immediately replied: "Beat him to death!"

A bunch of people responded: "That's right! It's too bad, beat me to death!"

The veins on Zhao Si's forehead twitched, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Think again, everyone."

After one day's lecture, Zhao Si was full of "beaten to death" ears, and finally understood that the young master's worry was not unreasonable, it was so reasonable!Such villagers, apart from doing hard work, hardly know how to get along with others, and only do everything. It is obvious that they have suffered, and they are finally accused of being unreasonable.They have encountered such things a lot, and they are unwilling to reason with others, so they just talk about fists.Do more and earn less. As you get older and your physical strength declines, you don’t even need to do coolies, and your life will only get harder and harder.

Wen Lun listened to Zhao Si's class outside for a while, and looked at Xiong Da with bright eyes: "You are still the best." Well, this is called knowing people?

Xiong Da put Wen Lun's cold hands into his arms: "Happy?"

Hearing this, Wen Lun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he had been so angry for no reason these days.The old man blushed, and said in a low voice: "Yes. No matter what others do from now on, let's live a good life."

Xiong Da's eyes were bright, he carried his daughter-in-law on his back, and rushed into the house.

When Eunuch Cai returned to the capital, he casually bowed hands with the Lin brothers as a farewell.

The Lin brothers didn't dare to be so casual.Although eunuchs are looked down upon by others, with the status of Eunuch Cai, even their father should be careful with him.The two of them couldn't afford to offend, and watched Eunuch Cai and his party leave in the cold wind.

Seeing Eunuch Cai come back, the emperor is in a good mood, although he still has a straight face, but Eunuch Cai has served the emperor for so many years, can you still not understand?

The emperor took a sip of the tea made by Eunuch Cai: "What's the matter? You didn't bring back the Wangchun tea, so you want to send me away with these tea leaves?"

The two of them are not in the imperial study at the moment, and the emperor's official duties have also been dealt with. Eunuch Cai is more casual than usual, and said with a smile: "I don't dare. The Wangchun tea is indeed gone. These teas are made by the old slave himself from the ancient tea tree. I picked it up and watched Wen Lun fry it. The emperor will treat it as a reward."

The emperor snorted, but he didn't talk about the tea, but instead asked: "You stayed on the mountain for so long, so it's not necessarily just for this order of tea, right?"

Eunuch Cai's face turned serious, he cupped his hands and said, "This old slave is so bold, I beg for some use of pen and ink."

The emperor smiled at this time, knowing that there are good things on the mountain.Xiong Xingyu, Xiong Xingyu, it's true that he is unable to fight because of his old injuries. If it weren't for the fact that this person is really not suitable to gain a foothold in the court, he wouldn't let him go so easily.Tsk, so what if you go back?Xiong Xingyu's rank has not been withdrawn, so he has to work his life for me!No, no, a talent like Xiong Xingyu has to be kept, um, it's good to keep it.

Eunuch Cai took a brush and dipped it in ink to paint. After a while, he drew the arrangement of the strong men in the deep mountain without any mistakes.

The emperor was still sitting and drinking tea, but when Eunuch Cai finished painting, he had already stood in front of the painting, and said after a long time, "General Xiong is a great talent!"

Eunuch Cai didn't say a word, subconsciously concealed Wen Lun's role in this, and said instead: "As the emperor ordered, the slave allocated money from the private treasury and asked the county magistrate of Longzhou to build the road."

Building roads, especially mountain roads, must cost a lot.The emperor thought that he had emptied a lot of his private treasury, and still couldn't help feeling a little bit heartbroken, but he is a wise king: "If you have meritorious service, you will be rewarded!"

Eunuch Cai bowed: "The emperor is wise."