He has not lived enough

The old patriarch gave another "boom" on the ground with his cane, and the crowd fell silent immediately.

"Okay, don't make any noise, please throw your heart out and ask for help, and the crowd immediately quiets down.

"Okay, stop arguing..." The old patriarch patted his hands, "Old Tian accompanied the saint to plow the land and gave him the words. This is a great joy for our Tianjiazhuang. You have made a fool of yourself. What the hell! Let other villages see it as a joke!"

Seeing that everyone bowed their heads and remained silent, the old patriarch looked at the old man Tian again: "Yeah, too, this gift from the Holy One is a major event for the whole village, it's shameful to hide it."

The old man Tian expressed his grievance: "It's really not that I don't let you see it. When I left yesterday, there were several high-ranking officials around. They insisted on reading that word, but I dared not say no. As a result, the high-ranking officials saw the sky It was Hei who let me come back, and I was afraid that they would not return it to me."

"When I got back to Zhuangzi, it was already dark, and this group of people was crowded in the courtyard. I was afraid that the words would be ruined by the dark lights, so I said I came to see it today. As a result, more people came today. I haven't seen it yet." The words are all messed up like this.”

He pointed to the chickens fluttering on the trees in the courtyard: "Look, the chickens raised for me are so scared that they have nowhere to stand!"

The woman wanted to say something earlier, but was glared at by the patriarch and choked back reluctantly.

The old patriarch cleared his throat: "In this way, everyone will line up, stand in front of the literacy class, and stand behind the others. Let's all come and see bye, but there is one thing that you can only see and not touch. See if anyone dares to move, kneel down to the ancestral hall for me!"

After hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, stopped arguing, and lined up consciously. Old man Tian first fetched a basin of water to wash everyone's hands, and then carefully took out the words from the room and spread them on the long table.

The patriarch stood in front and led the crowd to bow respectfully three times before standing up.

The scholars in the four or five villages in the front stretched their necks one after another. Seeing the old patriarch cough, they shrank back embarrassingly.

The old patriarch walked to the table tremblingly, and read the words carefully. He also went to school when he was young, but he was not even selected as a scholar.

"The weather is smooth and the year is prosperous, the country is prosperous and the people are safe and everything is prosperous..." The old patriarch murmured out the words on it, "Okay, ok! Your Majesty, this is writing the thoughts of the people of Jin Dynasty!"

He waved his hand, and the few scholars behind couldn't wait to go forward to take a look, and one of them praised: "The words bestowed by the Holy One have excellent meanings, and the calligraphy is even more powerful, and dancing cranes swim in the sky. It's even worse than chicken feet!"

Old man Tian didn't understand what they said, but it didn't stop him from boasting: "Of course, yesterday's high officials said that the word "Holy Majesty" is rare in the world, let alone your word!"

The rest of the people nodded repeatedly: "I only hate that we are stupid, have not yet passed the examination, and cannot see the holy face with our own eyes!"

A few of them sighed in amazement, and rushed to the back after waiting, and these few people reluctantly retreated to the side.

The people who came from behind were farmers and women from Zhuangzi, as well as uneducated children. Although they were arguing fiercely just now, they dare not show their air when they get to the front, for fear of eating onions and garlic in the morning. Er collided with Yuzi.

These farmers did not know a single word, but it did not prevent them from appreciating the word. They held their breath and looked at the front, back, left, and right sides of the table. After stepping back, they breathed a sigh of relief and whispered admiration.

Seeing that everyone had finished reading, Old Man Tian looked at the old patriarch, and seeing him nodding, he hurried forward to put away the words and put them away again.

As soon as the word was retracted, everyone's restraint was completely released, and they asked about Old Man Tian again and again.

"What does your Majesty look like? I heard that the previous emperor's feet were more than eight feet long. Does the Majesty have to be eight feet too?"

"How did I hear that Li Sheng now has thin skin and tender flesh, just like a big girl!"

"Huh—you heard it again from your niece who worked as a foot-washing maid for Prince Ning's Mansion. Didn't she say that she could not write the words of the Holy One last time? I think she is talking nonsense!"

"咚咚-"

The old patriarch knocked on his cane, and the commentators stopped quickly.

The old patriarch glanced at the crowd, and slowly said: "When the late emperor was here, which one of you dared to say something about him? Now that the Holy One is kind, you dare to talk nonsense?"

Seeing that they were all silent, the old patriarch said to Old Man Tian again: "What else did the Holy Majesty tell you?"

Old Man Tian: "When I saw the Holy Majesty, I felt as if I had seen a god and quickly worshiped him. The Holy Majesty helped me up and asked us how much grain we can harvest a year and how much we can have left after paying the endowment. It's all from our household. commonplace."

When reading Old Man Tian's handwriting, most people in the village didn't understand it, and most of them worshiped and feared. Now hearing what Old Man Tian said, it speaks to everyone's heart.

The old man Tian then said with a mysterious face: "And when the Holy One was on the altar, I heard the Dragon King's cry with my own ears, not only me, but everyone who stood there heard it, and those high officials hurriedly knelt down. Down!"

Everyone was silent for a second or two, and chattered.

"My cousin is in the village next door, and he told them he heard it when he came back yesterday, but I still don't believe you when I tell you!"

"Hey, then you said that the people who go here are all full of dragon spirit, if they knew what I said, they would have to be squeezed!"

"I thought that the nobles' words were all Wen Zouzhou's. This is really a good emperor who cares about our common people."

"Hey, let's not talk about the nobles. We can't understand the words of these gentlemen who are studying in our village! Let's look at the holy man, the number one noble man in the world, what we peasants like to hear!"

"It's not a big deal, last year I said that the emperor cut taxes as soon as he ascended the throne, he is a good emperor who sincerely thinks about our people, he is a real dragon emperor!

I don't know which ones, there are a few poor relatives in the family who dare to spread rumors after saying a few words about Hu Qin, and I am not afraid that the Dragon King will be taken away by him. "

"Yes, the patriarch is right. If anyone dared to say something nonsense, the nine clans would have been exterminated long ago. Let me see now, our sage is good everywhere, it is too benevolent!"

"That's right, if anyone talks nonsense and listens to those nonsense nonsense in the future, I will be the first to scold you back!"

In the past, Zhuangzi had a few concubines who worked as concubines among the aristocratic clans in the capital. Nothing good came out.

Now these people are all shrunk in disgrace, for fear that others will see them, they are going to sneak out through the courtyard wall.

The old patriarch raised his eyelids and said slowly: "Okay, listen to what I have to say."

The crowd suddenly fell silent, and the few people who were about to slip away had to stop timidly.

The old patriarch stood up tremblingly: "Old man, I am eighty-three this year. I don't have any strengths, but I live a long time and see a lot."

"When our Taizu established the Great Jin Dynasty, I just turned eight years old. Before I was eight years old, I didn't live a peaceful life, and I didn't eat a full meal. Today, the Jiedushi will be the emperor, and tomorrow the general will be the overlord. Don’t talk about farming, it’s hard to survive! As far as our Tianjiazhuang is concerned, in the generation of your great-grandparents, who didn’t let starve to death kill a few people.”

"Later Taizu pacified the world and established the Great Jin Dynasty. Our days were considered to be stable. When Taizong was here, life was better, and we could have enough food. Not to mention now, there is surplus food in every household. The barbarians are restless, and every family has to send people to guard the border, but it is much better than before, isn't it?"

"But I think these days are getting better and better, and some people have more and more thoughts. Old man, I am a farmer, and I have been farming all my life. I don't know the right and wrong of saints and sages. I just look for one and let my family eat it." An emperor who is full and warm is a good emperor. Do you care if he is young or good-looking?

Do you care if people write or not and have babies?You can't control your own baby, but you still want to control others?Why don't you go to heaven! "

The old patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and finally said: "In the future, those who should study should study, and those who should farm should farm. If anyone talks nonsense again, I will hear an outrageous sentence from the old man. The first time I go to the ancestral hall to kneel for three days, and the next time I don't Send it to the official, and it doesn't matter if you go to jail or be expelled from the family, don't say I don't show affection! Our Tianjiazhuang doesn't raise those black-hearted people!"

Everyone in the village agreed in unison, and the heads of those who were about to slip away almost shrunk to their necks. The old patriarch gave them a look, snorted, and was helped away again.

As soon as the old patriarch left, some chatted and went home contentedly, while others circled around Old Man Tian asking this and that with curiosity, and tiptoed away while no one was paying attention to the few people huddled in the corner up.

Two of them returned home and quickly closed the courtyard door, and the couple huddled in the dark room to calculate.

"Father, I think the patriarch is serious this time, and he will not dare to say those words in the future, and I dare not say how much money he will give you."

The mean-looking woman whispered that it was Zhang Erniang, who usually loves to gossip in the village. She went to the bedside cabinet and took out two silver ingots. She looked at them reluctantly, but still gritted her teeth and took them out.

Zhang Erniang's husband was a skinny man named Sun Qing with a black and blue face, and he also looked at Yuan Bao with a painful face, and finally took it: "Middle, go to the city tomorrow to find my sister, and ask first."

Ever since his sister who worked as a maid in Prince Ning's Mansion let him do this job last year, she can get money as long as she spreads a few words in the Zhuangzi. The couple have made a lot of money.

At first they didn't dare to say it, but later they saw that the money was not only abundant and easy to come by, but no one was in charge of it, so they became bolder and not only spread the words taught by his sister, but also made up nonsense themselves.

I thought it was a way to make a fortune by talking about it. The two of them used the money to eat and drink, and the children in the family also had better food and clothing than others. .

until today.

The old patriarch's words were clearly intended for them. Whether it was kneeling in the ancestral hall, going to prison or expelling the family, none of them were joking.

Although Sun Qing was reluctant to part with Yuanbao, he was even more reluctant to part with his own life.

He also vaguely understands now that some things are not as simple as he thought - if he really wants to say this, he can make money, why doesn't that Prince Ning himself say it?

But he absolutely didn't dare to say those words again, not even who told him to say those words before, otherwise he would end up in a worse situation.

The couple sat looking at each other for a while, until the son cried out in the yard that he was hungry, they reluctantly complied, and got up to cook.

It's just that this meal is not as big as it used to be, and it's not even as good as ordinary people's meals.

Not only Tianjiazhuang, but also the people inside and outside the capital, and even ministers and nobles, as long as someone in the family participated in yesterday's ceremony, they were discussing it openly or secretly.

Whether it's the vision on the altar, the miraculous calligraphy, or the extraordinarily kind and kind attitude of the Holy Majesty to his subjects, they all add a lot of topics to teahouses, academies, and street corners.Of course, some listeners believed, and naturally some did not.

But on the whole, this new emperor who has been on the throne for more than a year has finally improved greatly - or it may have been really bad before. In short, around the capital, Zhao Yu's image of a faint king has finally been washed out a little bit.

Zhao Yu, who was in the palace, naturally didn't know this, but he roughly guessed that it had something to do with the time of the day of the ceremony. Every day he watched the progress improve a little bit happily. Although there was not much in a day, it was equivalent to lying down and earning for nothing.

And Bai Qingyu really did what he said before, changing the morning class to every other day, Zhao Yu suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and he was in a good mood every day.

Not only that, but the attitude of those old ministers who didn't like him very much before the early court also improved. Although they didn't say anything good, they didn't have the expression of hating iron and steel when they saw him before, and Zhao Yu was very content.

It's just that the note placed in the dark grid still didn't move, but since the man put the painting on purpose, he always had his own purpose and would definitely find another chance to appear again, so Zhao Yu didn't worry about it.