Yipin Farmer

Ting Shuang was dazzled by the boxes of gold, silver and satin, and still remembering the old saying of never forgetting to repay a kindness, she said: "With a little effort, gold and silver are all gone."

"The eldest brother is a scholar, and he doesn't want to have any entanglements with us robbers." Geng Xianghua said, "However, our Shan Gang usually does mules and horses business, and occasionally robs roads. It only robs corrupt officials and rich businessmen, and has never hurt anyone. "

Ting Shuang quickly waved his hands and said, "That's not what I meant. I never meant to look down on you. I admire those heroes of the Water Margin the most. I just think it's not good to be a friend."

"You took me in, so don't repay me, just to see that I, Geng, am sorry." Geng Xianghua looked angry.

Ting Shuang hurriedly made an apology: "It's mine, brother Geng's kindness is hard to get over, so I'll just pick one."

Ting Shuang glanced at the boxes on the ground, trying to pick something that would not take up much space and was easy to carry, but found something special, a long iron pipe, hey, it looked like a musket.Ting Shuang excitedly went over to pick it up to see, it was really a musket, it was an antique in modern times, and a rare thing in ancient times, it was heavy in his hand, and the handle was carved in the shape of an eagle's head from high-quality hardwood, with smooth lines It is very beautiful. From an artistic point of view, this thing is of great ornamental value. From a practical point of view, it is more useful. It should be a real thing. If it is released with a "bang", it can scare people even if it can't kill a wild boar.If someone bullies me in the future, haha...

Geng Xianghua saw him holding the gun and looking left and right, his eyes were shining, and there was a weird smile on his lips, and he took a bag of things from the corner of the box and said, "Big brother likes foreign things? I Last year, I robbed a rich merchant from Rakshasa, and there are a lot of foreign goods in it, if you like, you can take it, here is gunpowder."

Ting Shuang took the bag and weighed it, oh, there are three or four catties of ammunition.I don’t hesitate to look through the foreign goods box. There are many shirts and handkerchiefs, and a Bible, which are not very useful. There are also nail clippers, a telescope, a gold pocket watch, a bottle of perfume, and two bottles of red wine. , a small bag of beautiful gold coins, with an unknown king's head on it, very delicate, as bright as little suns.Although these items are of little use, he likes them, so he keeps them in his pocket.

Geng Xianghua wanted to keep him for two more days, but Ting Shuang was worried about his family and was afraid that he would not be able to go home in time for the New Year, so he left in a hurry.Geng Xianghua had no choice but to bid farewell to him: "Brother is in a hurry to go home, so I won't keep you. You said yesterday that you wanted to try to raise mules and horses for sale. I'll show you some good horses for you when you pass by your village. Here you go, you can come back tomorrow."

Ting Shuang thanked him again and again, Geng Xianghua kept his word, and let the mule convoy go down the mountain early the next morning, and returned the goods to them, and Young Master Hu also let him go.When Chu Yue went to release the people, he said: "Our boss had a good chat with that brother Meng. Brother Meng understood the righteousness, and our gang leader was moved, so he let you go and returned the goods to you."

Ting Shuang was very embarrassed, but also very moved. Geng Xianghua said this in order to disassociate himself from him, so as not to cause him to be suspected of having anything to do with gangsters, and even bought favors for him.

Others who didn't know about it really thought that it was Ting Shuang's tongue and the group of gangsters who had done effective ideological education work with great righteousness, and finally made the gangsters turn their backs and found a good way to abide by the law. Their admiration for Ting Shuang has grown exponentially Growth, this guy has guts, knowledge, and loyalty, good job.

Ting Shuang became a hero for no reason, but she felt that she didn't dare to be a hero, and worked hard every day. Others sighed when they saw him so humble. There are some courageous young people these days, but it is rare to see such a humble one at the same time.

Early in the morning on the day of departure, Ting Shuang got up to get dressed, and found that the sheepskin jacket had become heavy, and the pockets were sewn with strong white thread, and there were two heavy things in it. Knowing that it was the silver taels that Geng Xianghua had given him, Ting Shuang didn't say anything. , Geng Xianghua did not show up again, and the group packed up their goods and set off down the mountain.

The handsome guy with the scarred face followed at the end, Ting Shuang made friends with him and asked his name.He only said that his surname was He and his name was Chen Guang, and he didn't say much about his family background.

"Chenguang, what a good name." Ting Shuang respected other people's privacy and didn't ask any further, so he could only praise his cool name.

Because of the delay of two days in Queshan, plus the delay of a few days when crossing the river, the itinerary is already relatively tight. The group of people hastened to hurry, and those who can make one stop ahead should try their best. We only stayed in the hotel at the right time, and everyone was in a hurry to go home and didn't feel hard.

Arriving at Xiaoshangqiao again, Ting Shuang admired the heroes who defended the country, and said to Zhang Wuge, "Fifth brother, tell me about Yang Zaixing, I like to hear it."

Before Tingshuang had read the comic books, and had a deep memory of the scene of Yang Zaixing being shot to death by random arrows. Now that he passed by the place where he died, he really wanted to hear about his deeds.

Brother Zhang Wu is also willing to tell people about heroic deeds.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Yue Fei defeated the Jin soldiers in Yancheng, and Jin Wushu joined forces to force him. Yang Zaixing led more than [-] riders to kill more than [-] enemies on the Xiaoshang Bridge, and died heroically.The enemy burned his body and got three arrows. Even the enemy admired him very much.Yue Fei came to encircle and wipe out the enemy, and buried Yang Zaixing in this place.Later generations built tombs and temples.

Ting Shuang was very yearning after hearing this. There is no hope for a nation that does not worship heroes, and other people also respect it very much.

Hu Junxian, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Don't you want to go and see it? Just watch it if you want."

"Ah? Aren't you in a hurry?" Ting Shuang was surprised by the change in his attitude.

"It's been a hard journey these days, so let's get off the shop early."

The Shaodong family sent a message, and everyone was very happy. Those who were interested also followed Zhang Wuge Tingshuang and the others to Shangqiao Village, and the others drove the motorcade to find an inn.

The tomb of Yang Zaixing faces south and sits behind the Martyr's Shrine, surrounded by lush green cypresses. The stone tablet in front of the tomb has the words: "Tomb of General Yang under Song Dynasty", which is said to have been carved by Yue Fei with a spear.There are also several steles recording Yang Zaixing's life story and poems.

All the people who came to the cemetery bought sticks of incense and respectfully inserted them.

Hu Junxian pointed to a stone tablet and said: "This is a commemorative poem written by Mr. Shen Zaisi, a great Confucianist in this dynasty."

Ting Shuang's heart moved when he heard Shen Zaisi's name, Ting Zhi worshiped him, said that he was a first-class scholar, and really wanted to be his disciple and listen to his teachings.Ting Shuang knew that his family's situation was unlikely to allow Ting Zhi to become a disciple of the Ding Dynasty University Wen family, but it would be good to have his handwriting handwritten to Ting Zhi.

"Wait for me, I'll find a piece of paper to rub down this inscription." Ting Shuang was in a hurry to find the paper.

Hu Junxian's temper became better, and he said, "Don't worry, can you write? I'll help you."

Ting Shuang was a little surprised to see him being so kind to her.The people who looked at the cemetery helped him find the paper, and Hu Junxian helped him expand the text. After finishing it, Ting Shuang read it again: "There is Zhongquan by the Shangqiao River, and the bloody battle sacrificed the past and the past. The ruler is in the wild smoke."

"A good poem is a good poem, and the words are also good." For Ting Shuang, as long as it can rhyme, it is a good poem, and words that look powerful are good words.

After seeing the cemetery, everyone went back to the inn in Linying County to stay. It was still dark at this time, the inn had cooked dinner, and a group of people were eating steamed buns and big pot dishes in the lobby.

But Hu Junxian said to Ting Shuang: "Let's go to a small restaurant on the street and have a drink or two."

Ting Shuang didn't know why, so she followed.

The store cut up a plate of braised beef and salted eggs and served it, as well as a plate of peanuts and dried tofu.

"There's nothing in the small county town, Brother Meng can use whatever you want." Hu Junxian poured him a glass of warm wine.

Ting Shuang wasn't picky about food, but felt strange, and asked, "I didn't expect beef to be sold here, isn't it forbidden to slaughter cattle?"

Hu Junxian smiled: "Don't you know the idiom Bao Dingjieniu? Ding slaughtered a thousand cows before he developed his skills. How could he kill a thousand cows if he was not allowed to slaughter them? Those who fell to death and died of old age and horns Cows, as well as those used for sacrifices, are of course eaten. And those Huihui who don’t eat pork also eat beef.”

Hu Junxian briefly explained that the farm cattle are the farming tools of the farmers, and they are private property. Of course, outsiders will be punished if they steal them. Now that the country is stable and prosperous, many people raise cattle, horses, mules and donkeys, so they don’t need so much land for farming.Cattle raised for meat can be slaughtered and eaten. Nanyang cattle, Luxi cattle, and Jinnan cattle are the best breeds of cattle in the country. Yellow cattle are better than water buffaloes.

Ting Shuang nodded, tsk, you can't look at the problem in isolation.

Hu Junxian picked up the wine glass: "Come on, let me toast Brother Meng."

Ting Shuang picked up the wine glass in wonder.

Hu Junxian added: "Brother Ling and I had some disagreements before, so I even hated you. Unexpectedly, brother Meng is magnanimous and ignores the previous suspicions. This time he persuaded the gangsters to save my family's goods and my life. It's really rare loyalty. "

Ting Shuang was ashamed. Although he protected his family, it was not because he didn't know right from wrong. Ting Hui was the one who lied to him first, and it was his fault.Hu Junxian taught him a lesson, but he didn't do anything cruel. If a bully like Xue Pan was replaced, he might be beaten to death with a single punch, and his family would have nowhere to sue.It can be seen that Hu Junxian is not a cruel person, but just too good-faced.Seeing him transporting goods with the mule team in such a cold day, it can be seen that he is not a waste who only knows how to enjoy but does not know how to do things.

Many friends are better than many enemies, and the other party actively expressed the intention of reconciliation. Naturally, Ting Shuang would not hold on to the old enemy, and hurriedly said a few words modestly: "My second child made a mistake first, and I also said harshly. Give him a meal. That matter is over, and there is no need to mention it again."

The two drank two wines and ate dinner together in a very friendly manner, and they reconciled.Ting Shuang also asked him for some business experience. It seems that Hu Junxian is very shrewd. He has the temper of a young master but is not the kind of prodigal dude. As long as he can save face, he can talk about anything.

A group of people hurried on their way, and when they arrived at the ferry of the Yellow River, they were delayed for another two days in order to wait for the boat.

Wrapped in a quilt again, Ting Shuang huddled on the kang and looked at the snowflakes outside the window, not even interested in plagiarizing poems. She was full of thoughts about her family, afraid that she would not be able to go home in time for the New Year, afraid that something would happen at home, and worried about her family.I can't help but remember what I saw on TV in my previous life. Every time at this time, the Spring Festival travel is very tense. The entire waiting hall is crowded with people who have gone home for the New Year. Even the square is full of people, regardless of the cold weather. , but also to buy a ticket to go home.There are even a lot of people riding motorcycles, driving more than ten hours a day to go home.Riding a motorcycle in such weather is simply terrible, but those people still endured the severe cold and exhausted and ran on the way home.

He couldn't figure it out before, thinking that these people are so stupid, why bother traveling thousands of miles, suffering on their own and adding burden to the national transportation line, isn't it good to celebrate the New Year locally?You can eat, drink and not be tired, and you can save a lot of travel expenses.

Now I am also on the way home, and I suddenly understand the feelings of those people. When you have some deep concern in your heart, even if there is a fire ahead, it will not stop you from going home.Now when I think of those scenes of migrant workers crowded in the waiting halls and squares, I can only feel moved and respected.These people have created the wealth of the country, and their demands are very small, just to spend a year with their families.

Although the waiting time for the ferry is not long, it is very difficult for those who are in a hurry to go home. After crossing the Yellow River, the itinerary will be much smoother. Counting the days, you can go home before the stove. Everyone is very happy and hurried on the way I don't feel too tired, I only get out of the store at night every day, and leave before dawn. Although I am physically tired, I am full of energy. Walking on the road, some people tell some nasty jokes from time to time to make everyone laugh.

Finally back in Changping County, the mule team unloaded the returned goods, such as tea and silk, and loaded them into the warehouse. Ten taels of silver for each person, and 15 taels for the class leader. Because Ting Shuang kept his family's goods, Hu Junxian specially gave him an extra ten taels of money as a reward.The porters happily took the money and went home for the New Year.Ting Shuang is also very happy. With this sum of money, she can have a good year this year.When no one was around, he quietly opened the pocket of the sheepskin jacket and looked. It turned out that what Geng Xianghua gave him was not silver, but two ingots of gold, weighing about two catties. According to the current market price, it could be worth more than 200 taels of silver. left.There are still 20 taels of money, so I can buy some new year goods.

Ting Shuang happily went to the street to buy something and go home.Turning around, she saw Chen Guang squatting under the wall of the restaurant, guarding the bedroll, looking very desolate.

"Brother Chenguang, do you have nowhere to go?"

Chen Guang looked up at him, looking like a homeless cat or dog, with a sad expression on his face: "I wandered around all by myself, looking for odd jobs everywhere, and now I have no place to go after this trip, I see if there is any They took me back to work."

Ting Shuang felt very sympathetic when he heard it. In the cold winter months, he squatted alone at the base of the wall, waiting for someone to take him back to work so that he could have a place to stay.

"Brother Chenguang doesn't mind, just come with me. Although my family is not rich, we can't go hungry." Ting Shuang wanted to find a place for him to settle down, "Don't wander around doing odd jobs, and farm with me in the future." gone."

Chen Guang readily agreed, rolled up the bedding on the ground, and followed him home.