In the morning, when the sun is shining three poles.
Song Che handed the written letter to Kui Jin.
Kuijin reviewed it and found no clues.
"It's just that Boss Song is so understated. Can he collect pig iron?"
"Song lives in Daliang and has quite a lot of money. Money can make all the difference. As long as you are willing to spend money, what can't be done?" Song Che said: "I hope Kui'er, the head of the family, will not default on my payment."
"Don't worry, Boss Song. Kui still has some mutton-fat jade in his hand, which is more than enough to exchange for you several thousand kilograms of pig iron."
Kuijin put the envelope away and left the village with the caravan.
Song Che had nothing to do and began to wander around the village, surveying the terrain and planning an escape route.
The people's livelihood in the village is quite harmonious. On weekdays, men and women take turns on duty. They are soldiers holding weapons and farmers carrying hoes. There are long stretches of yellow sand outside, and fertile fields and lakes inside, making it a paradise for people to live in peace and prosperity.
The village is located in the hinterland of hills, surrounded by mountains on three sides and rich in water resources. It has more than 400 households and more than 1,700 people.
The exit of the stockade is in the west, facing the desert sand sea. It has a high wall and is guarded by at least two hundred militiamen. It is unrealistic to escape from this direction;
The village is surrounded by hills on three sides, including the southeast, north and north. Even if you can climb over the mountains and ridges, you will still fall into a labyrinth of ravines. Moreover, Kuijin said last night that there is only one mountain road to go, and other roads are full of deadly traps. Those who are not familiar with the road, Once you enter by mistake, you will definitely die.
In comparison, the possibility of escaping from the desert is greater, but how to get over the village gate is another big problem.
Hmm... we have to think about it in the long run.
"Boss Song! Boss Song!"
When Song Che wandered to the north side of the village, a greeting suddenly came from above his head. Looking for the voice, he looked at the hillside. On the hillside, Tang Hulu and other businessmen were swinging sledgehammers with their bare arms. They were really sent to do hard work.
"Boss Song! My heart has never been very good! Can you beg their leader for mercy, even if I become a servant by your side?"
Tang Hulu shouted while swinging the hammer, his fat body shaking constantly.
Does he have a bad heart?
He traveled thousands of miles from Hangzhou to the northwest and never saw him sick.
At this time, other businessmen also shouted:
"Boss Song! We are all Liang people, you can't just die without saving me!"
"Yes, you are enjoying the hot food and drinking spicy food down there, and we are almost exhausted!"
"Why are you making such a fuss! Hurry up and work! If you can't knock off the soil today, you won't be able to eat!" The supervisor brandished his whip and beat him mercilessly.
Hearing these sour words, Song Che immediately became unhappy. If he hadn't provided guarantee in front of the leader, these guys would have been killed long ago. How could they still be working here?
"Show them a knife." Song Che winked at the Six of Hearts behind him.
The Six of Hearts immediately pulled out the machete and waved it twice in the air.
"Boss Tang, do you really want to be my servant?" Song Che asked loudly.
When Tang Hulu saw the Six of Hearts and drew his sword, he quickly shook his head and swung the hammer more powerfully: "Boss Song, take care of yourself and don't confront them head-on. God will bless you!"
The face of this old fox changed faster than that of a child.
Song Che glanced at the hillside fortifications and heard the coolie just now say that if this square of soil was removed, wouldn't there be another mountain road?
This place is in the north of the village, only two miles away from the village gate. If we can take a circuitous route through this gap, we might be able to bypass the village gate.
"Boss Tang, come on, try to level this land as soon as possible!"
Song Che continued to stroll around, chatting with the poker foursome from time to time, and learned more or less about the past of this village——
Three years ago, Beiliang was ceded to the Hu State. In order to escape the Hu rule, a group of soldiers and civilians from Beiliang fled here and built this village.
The head of the family, Guo Shuyun, should be the queen of the Beiliang generals. It is for this reason that the army and the people regard her as their leader;
The second head of the family, Kui Jin, is an official in Beiliang Mansion. He can be regarded as the "strategist" and "nanny" of the village. He disguises himself as a businessman and goes to the borders of various countries to purchase supplies and collect intelligence. He is responsible for all the firewood, rice, oil and salt in the village. .
The third master, Zouping, is responsible for the defense of the village, training soldiers, and maintaining public order;
The fourth leader, Gezan, was Kuijin's escort, and the horse bandits who robbed the market yesterday were led by him. He was said to be the number one warrior in the village.
Although this village has a "bandit nature", it also takes into account "humanity". Everything they do is to survive in the cracks.
When Song Che wandered to the south side of the village, listen:
"This word is called 'Heaven', it is above our heads, this word is called 'Earth', it is under our feet, this word is called 'Human', it is ourselves, come on, follow me as I write and read, Heaven, Land, people..."
"Heaven, earth, and people."
The natural sound of children's voice, the sound of books.
Under the shade of a tree, I saw about twenty children sitting cross-legged, ranging in age from five to twelve years old. Each of them had a wooden stick and scraped a piece of sand as paper, copying one stroke after another.
The teacher who teaches and educates people is none other than the great master Guo Shuyun. She used lime blocks as chalk to teach children to read and write on the writing boards.
Whether it is a village, a village, or a tribe, the smaller the place, the more it needs a spiritual leader, and it happens to be her.
No matter how backward and closed this home is, we cannot lose the education of our children.
Seeing this scene in front of him, Song Che felt a little warm in his heart.
"Let's go quickly and don't disturb the leader as he teaches the children to read and write." The Six of Hearts greeted.
Song Che smiled. He really shouldn't disturb him. He turned to leave when he suddenly heard a childish voice asking:
"Sister Guo, you said the thing above our heads is the sky. How high was it that day?"
This question is by no means a challenge, but the inner monologue of an ignorant child.
Guo Shuyun was speechless and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Let’s listen:
"The roc rises in the same wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles! This means that the sky is at least 90,000 miles high!"
Song Che put his hands behind his hands and smiled, walking to the shade of the tree.
Guo Shuyun frowned slightly when she saw the person coming.
"Ninety thousand miles?" The children opened their mouths and looked up at the sky: "How high is ninety thousand miles?"
Song Che smiled and said: "You have to find out this problem by yourselves. If you have the ambition to reach the clouds in the future, you can climb on the back of the roc, ride on the clouds and wind with it, and climb to the altitude of 90,000 miles. Let's see. Don’t you know how high it is?”
"Wow, uncle, where can we find Dapeng?"
"Yes, can you tell us the story of Dapeng? I want to hear it!"
The children scrambled to be the first and soon surrounded Song Che, tugging at his sleeves and clothes and opening his big eyes eager for knowledge.
"Actually, I am not yet thirty years old. You should call me brother."
