The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

The little scholar stared at him: "Then what should I do?"

"Have you ever heard a saying: The prosperity of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit?"

"Well, a sentence in "Historical Records: Biography of Huo Zhi"."

"For example, how do you plan to deal with them accepting bribes? You must know that the yamen servants, jailers, and masters will continue to accept bribes. If you prohibit bribery as soon as you take office, then of course they will unite to boycott you." Xue Yinsong said seriously, his face No smile at all.

"This is against the law of the Ministry of Officials!" Little Xiucai's eyes widened: "Not only is it a crime to accept bribes, but it is also a crime to offer bribes and cover up!"

Xue Yinsong softened his tone and said slowly: "Although they are officials appointed by the court, their salaries are too low. If they don't take bribes, they can only eat chaff and swallow vegetables. You are honest and honest and want to be a good official, because you can eat enough by yourself The whole family is not hungry, but they have to eat, support the family, and pay the sister-in-law to drink flowers and wine to manage the officialdom... Besides, this is like the relationship between the sister-in-law and the prostitute. Faster, or smoother... In short, this is how it is now, you can ban it for a while, but you can't ban it forever. Unless you find a way to increase the income of your subordinates, who is willing to starve and work for you?"

Little Xiucai first gritted her teeth, then frowned, and finally sat down to meditate expressionlessly.

Xue Yinsong didn't remind him either, let him think about it slowly, not everyone in the officialdom can get along like a fish in water, and how to get along depends on himself.

The soy milk was boiled, Xue Yinsong took a white cloth on the fence mat to filter out the bean dregs, added a little brown sugar and poured it out to Xiao Xiucai.Xue Yinsong saw that Xiao Xiucai was not used to eating brown sugar, so he said: "Next time you go to the city to buy some white sugar, this brown sugar is cheap, and it is what we country people eat." Xiao Xiucai shook his head: "This little hardship is nothing. will adapt."

Xue Yinsong said with a smile: "If the family has the conditions, buy some. It's not short of the money. Letting you and Changhui two young masters come to the countryside to suffer, it's considered embarrassing for you."

The little scholar was probably aroused, and after drinking the soy milk in silence, he said: "I'm tired after sitting for a while, I'll go back to my room and have a good time."

Seeing his back, Xue Yinsong felt a little heartbroken. He was clearly still a young man, but he had to shoulder the burden of life on his shoulders.

Changhui came back with a small can of fish pot, and boasted proudly: "I caught this with Sister Yingzi, who said I was very good." Although it smells delicious, Xue Yinsong thought about squatting down and hugging him and said, "Half of this fish is dried and steamed to eat, and half of it is fed to chickens and ducks so that they can lay eggs. Do you think it's okay?"

Pei Changhui blinked and looked at him: "Okay, Aba, is the soy milk ready?"

Xue Yinsong suddenly became gentle: "Wait, I'll pour it for you." Changhui smiled and rolled his eyes. He found that after calling Aba, Uncle Xue's attitude was obviously different. It seems that he has to call Aba often in the future!

"Aba, does the chicken lay more eggs after eating the small fish?" Chang Hui blinked again.

Xue Yinsong said softly: "Yes, but you can't eat eggs these days, because you have to hatch chickens, so you have to wait for a while before you can eat them."

Changhui nodded sensiblely: "Okay, Aba, let's drink soy milk first."

Xue Yinsong added a little more brown sugar to him, stirred it with a spoon and handed it to him: "Drink it slowly, it hasn't been boiled for long, be careful not to burn it."

The bean dregs were strained into a bowl, but Xue Yinsong didn't know what to do with them, so after thinking about it, he mixed some coarse flour into it and prepared to make bean dregs hand-rolled noodles.

Hand-rolled noodles mainly rely on kneading. If the noodles are kneaded well, they will be particularly strong. He fetched water and washed his hands twice before starting to knead the noodles.Because the bean dregs are not sticky, the noodles should not be too dry or too thin. After kneading, wake up for 20 minutes, then roll it into a thin skin with a rolling pin, and cut it into thin strips with a knife.Before it was time for dinner, he sprinkled some dry powder on his hands and came out to wash his clothes.

The clothes that the three of them changed after taking a bath yesterday were still piled up in the big wooden basin, so he went to fetch two buckets of clear water to soak them, and prepared to wash them later.

After Chang Hui finished drinking the soy milk, he wanted to add another half bowl with a calm face. Xue Yinsong thought that he would have dinner in a while, so he took the bowl and asked him to write.

Pei Changhui pursed his lips: "Aba, I wrote all morning."

Xue Yinsong said: "Do you think it's so easy to be the number one scholar? Look at your father who has been reading for several years without leaving his hand every day. Besides, you can't even write your own name, how dare you be lazy?"

Changhui was most afraid of him, so he jumped up and ran into the front yard.

There was a loud knock on the door, Changhui opened the door and saw that he didn't recognize him, so he hurriedly dragged Xue Yinsong to the front yard.I saw a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old supporting an old woman with white hair standing at the door. Behind him were some men in their early forties, and some were leading a child.

Xue Yinsong was taken aback: "Who are you looking for?"

"This is Mr. Pei's house? We are your tenants."

"Oh," Xue Yinsong immediately understood, welcomed them into the main room and invited the little scholar: "The tenant is here, what do you think about this place?"

Xiao Xiucai thought for a while and said, "It's better to take it back and plant it yourself."

Xue Yinsong said: "There are 20 mu of land, should we take it all back?"

The little scholar pondered for a while: "Everyone who rents land is a poor man who has no land. If they take them all back, wouldn't it mean that they will lose their way of life? How about this? Let's take back some of the land and grow some rice and vegetables ourselves. Just enough to eat."

Xue Yinsong nodded, thinking about it: "It's fine to collect 2 acres, it's enough for the three of us to eat, wear and chew." The little scholar suddenly became proud: "Brother Xue, don't worry, as long as I pass the exam in a few years, I will be fine." alright."

Xue Yinsong thought of his theory of marrying a wife and having children, and suddenly had a headache, and hurriedly called him to the main room.

Sure enough, those people got straight to the point and wanted to renew the contract. A middle-aged bearded man said: "Mr. Pei, it's not that we want to rely on the land and not pay it back. It's just that the old woman at home is sick, and the doctor and medicine depend on it." For the harvest of a few mu of land, if Mr. Pei thinks the land rent is less, I can pay [-]% more."

The white-haired old woman said: "My old woman doesn't know any other crafts, so she can only take her grandson to plant a few acres of land to eat and eat. The son and daughter-in-law have died for a few years, and now the grandson is going to marry a daughter-in-law again. She is still waiting for the harvest and wants to sell more money. .”

The rest of the people agreed one after another. In short, each family has difficulties, and they hope to renew the lease.The little scholar thought for a moment and said: "You all take them to plant, and I am also a little inconvenient. How about this, you all add up and give up 2 acres to my family. Since you have your own difficulties, the land rent will still be paid as before. You don’t need to give too much.”

The several families were overjoyed and thanked, kowtowed and talked for a long time before leaving. Xue Yinsong opened the door to send them away and said: "The two mu of land is only enough for the three of us to eat and clothe. I will raise more livestock next year."

The little scholar smiled and comforted: "I still have a few taels of silver that can be used every month, and can also supplement the family."

Xue Yinsong looked at the sky and went to the stove to cook noodles. The topping was beans, shredded finely and fried, and then an egg was added.Pick up the noodles and cover them with toppings. As usual, each person has a bowl. Xiao Xiucai took a bite of the noodles and praised: "This noodles are strong, chewy and tough, and have a sweet and sweet taste." Xue Yinsong didn't say anything, just smiled. : "Eat more if you like, there is still in the pot."

Xiao Xiucai said during the day that he would start studying hard from today, Xue Yinsong thought he was talking casually, and didn't want Xiao Xiucai to go for a walk after dinner to digest food, so he would light a candle and read a book.

Xue Yinsong took Changhui to the backyard to feed the livestock, and washed the clothes soaked in the afternoon by the moonlight.Changhui obediently sat on the stool and begged him: "Aba, let me tell you a story, just like the monk's story I told that night."

A few days ago, Xue Yinsong told him a story about Shaolin Temple in order to coax him to have a quiet meeting. Seeing that he liked to listen, he said, "What's the point of talking about monks every day? How about telling a ghost story today?"

Changhui still remembered yesterday that his father was afraid of ghosts falling into the field, so he suddenly became happy: "Okay, okay, tell a scary story about eating people's hearts and blood, so I can scare dad."

Xue Yinsong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let's tell something that isn't scary, why don't we tell a story about a crane repaying a kindness?"

After thinking about it, Changhui agreed, and sat on the stool to listen.

The story is not long, but Xue Yinsong stopped talking until he finished washing his clothes. Seeing that he was a little sleepy, and seeing that Xiao Xiucai was still reciting in a low voice, he went to boil water to coax him to take a bath. Sleep on your own bed.

After washing, Changhui stood on the bed in only a short jacket and shorts: "Aba, why am I sleeping next to you today?"

"Your father has to study from today, and next year he will take the No. [-] exam. From now on, you will sleep next to me."

Changhui nodded sensibly: "Okay, I have to let Daddy be admitted to the first prize, then I will sleep next to Aba from now on."

Xue Yinsong kissed him and said with a smile: "Hey, go to sleep, Aba will accompany you after I go to wash, you are not afraid of being alone, right?" Chang Hui nodded immediately.

Xue Yinsong walked back to the backyard, took a quick cold shower, and walked back while wiping dry. He saw a faint light of fire in the front yard, and he rushed into the front yard with a thud in his heart. fire.