He Bai clearly sensed that something was wrong, and was about to catch up and ask for more information, but heard a chant coming from among the dilapidated shacks: "Where can the people who cook the sea camp? The women have no silkworms, the weavers have no plows. How can the source of food and clothing be lost?" , If you cook in a pot, you will lose..."
The garrison couldn't bear the disturbance, and angrily ordered: "Hurry up and stop that stinky guy's mouth. He has been talking nonsense all day long, and what should I do if he has disturbed you?"
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"Wait a minute! I'll go and see for myself." Why follow that voice?
“The brine is thick and the salt is salty, but I have no time to go, and I go deep into the infinite mountains to collect firewood;
Don't dare to avoid the tracks of leopards and tigers. When the morning sun goes out, the setting sun will still..."
Everyone turned the corner and saw a middle-aged man in a long coat sitting by the stove with his eyes closed, holding a wooden stick in his hand and scolding Fang Qiu. He had a scholarly style. There were forks of branches on the ground, and behind him was a dilapidated small house. In the wooden house, the man in the long gown is incompatible with the surrounding environment. He is not affected by the visitor. He is still immersed in his own world and sings: "The boat is loaded with shoulders and has not rested, and the huge stove is scorching; the morning is burning and the dusk is shining. Only when they are piled high can the waves turn into snow..."
Why stand by and close your eyes and listen, waiting until the man in the long robe finished reciting before speaking: "Everyone in the world loves to sing Liu Sanbian's romantic poems about lingering in the Goulan tile house, but rarely mentions this song "Boiled". "Salt Poems", you are a scholar, why are you willing to lean in the hay shed, but don't go to get fame and serve the country!"
Su Xiaolou held his forehead for a while, what else could he do? Most likely he didn't pass the exam. Why? This is equivalent to asking a modern person: "Why don't you go to Tsinghua University? Is it because you don't like it?"
The man in the long gown was embarrassed for a moment. He looked at the leader of the garrison next to him and remained silent. Su Xiaolou immediately understood and kicked the leader of the garrison on the butt. He shouted: "We adults have been wandering around the salt field for a long time. Not even a cup of tea was served, and even if you had some eyesight, you were ready to get slapped."
The garrison soldiers quickly covered their buttocks to apologize, nodded and ran to get tea. Su Xiaolou shouted in the distance: "I'll serve your best tea. If it's not good tea, we adults won't drink it!"
The man in the long gown sighed helplessly: "I'm just a salt man! It's hard for me to have enough food and clothing, so how can I get any fame?"
"Oh? It's hard to even have food and clothing."
The man in the long gown sneered: "You must not know how the salt people here live! They cook salt day and night, and all they get in exchange is some brown rice, and sometimes it's even a little bit short. , minor ailments are not treated and are not allowed to rest. If they encounter a serious illness, they are thrown out and left to their fate. This group of people do not regard the lives of the salt people at all." After saying this, the man in the long robe threw the fire stick in his hand and threw it heavily. It hit the ground.
Why are his eyes filled with anger? What kind of salt field is this? It's clearly a purgatory. These soldiers are really abominable and don't care about the life and death of the salt people!
Lu Datong lowered his head, and no one could see the expression on his face clearly.
It happened that the leader of the garrison came over with tea. When he saw why he was looking at him murderously, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to step forward. He didn't understand why he had offended this man again.
Why bother ordered in a deep voice: "We don't count them missing work today. Let the salt people stop what they are doing. They are summoned here. I have something to say to them."
"Young man, take orders." The imperial envoy's thoughts were too difficult to guess. The soldiers had no time to think about it, so they quickly called two subordinates to handle it. The two soldiers held gongs and drums and beat them as they walked and shouted: "Gather! Gather!" Assemble!"
Soon thousands of salt people gathered together. Why bother looking at each of them with sallow faces and dull eyes, many of whom had their backs bent? They were clearly human beings, yet they were treated like animals. Why bother with all kinds of emotions in your heart? He roared angrily: "Dear salt people, I am the inspection minister sent by the imperial court to inspect the salt. Why bother? I am here today to inspect the salt affairs and make decisions for the salt people. If you encounter any injustice, please report it to me!"
Why bother? After the words fell, the field fell silent. Then everyone looked at me and I looked at you. They were talking in low voices, as if they were afraid of something, and they seemed to be suspicious of something. The leader of the troops stood nearby and swallowed nervously. .
Why bother to say to the standing row of garrison soldiers: "Come here, show this leader the ten sticks of the garrison staff to the public!" The leader garrison soldier looked confused and didn't understand what he had done wrong and offended this man.
Su Xiaolou couldn't help but chuckle. Don't look at why he usually has some tricks up his sleeves. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to be so reused by Jiajing. Seeing that all the soldiers were timid and did not dare to step forward, he shouted loudly: "I don't even dare to say what the imperial envoy said." Listen, I think you all want to get slapped? Why don't you do it!"
All the soldiers trembled with fright. They rushed up and beat the leader on the bench. The sound of wooden sticks hitting the flesh and the wails of the leader came one after another. The salt people looked at the howling leader and wanted to step forward. After spitting and getting down from the board, the garrison leader could no longer stand up straight, and his head was covered in cold sweat.
Why should he shout righteously: "You don't have to be afraid of anyone. If there is any injustice, just tell me. Why should I swear here that I will make the decision for you? For yourselves and for your family, you must be brave." once."
The eyes of the salt people gradually became angry and determined. At this time, a young man with muscles all over his body walked out from the crowd. The angry soldiers said: "These soldiers deprive us of food every day and give us brown rice." , peeping at my wife taking a bath and beating us with whips, she is doing all kinds of evil, the imperial envoy must make the decision for us."
The salt people also stood up and angrily scolded the soldiers for what they had done. Even a child half a man tall complained in a sweet voice: "They even broke my candied haws." It was so shameless. Even children are bullied.
The garrison soldiers quickly knelt on the ground and cried out: "Your Excellency, you cannot believe the words of these unruly people. As we have the responsibility to manage these unruly people, we will inevitably use some means, but it will never be like what they maliciously accused us of. We are unjust!" "
"Then exchanging brown rice for fine rice is unfair, right?"
The leading soldier paused and shouted: "You are wronged!"
These soldiers refused to admit their accounts. Su Xiaolou said: "Master He, it is not difficult to get evidence. All you need to do is send someone to the rice vat of the village to take a look. We Jin Yiwei are willing to take a look on your behalf."
After receiving He Bi's affirmation, Su Xiaolou took Lu Datong towards the village. Su Xiaolou randomly selected a house. As soon as he entered, he smelled a strange smell. It was the kind of smell that comes from clothes absorbing the sweat from the body after working. Lu Datong stood at the door and covered his mouth and nose when he came in. He disliked everything in the house and refused to come in. In fact, there was no need to look for the rice vat. The entire wooden house was only about the size of a palm, and there were very few things inside. , that is, a bed, a table, a broken cabinet, and a few small benches. There are also tools used for making salt scattered on the ground. In the eyes of those officials, the salt people are like donkeys pulling mills.
Su Xiaolou glanced at Lu Datong. Lu Datong came over reluctantly, wrapped his hands with his sleeves and pulled open the rag on the rice vat. Sure enough, it was all brown rice. Su Xiaolou put his hand into the rice vat from the bottom up. Turning it over, there is a bit of polished rice at the bottom of the rice vat.
