There were bursts of shouts on the street, and a white-haired old man slowly walked past the door pushing a cart full of charcoal. It was early spring, and the weather still retained the coldness of last winter, but the old man was feeling cold. Wearing only thin single clothes.
His fingers were thick and dark, with a hint of purple, which were caused by frostbite. He seemed to have walked a very long way, and his back was wet with sweat, but there was almost no sign of pain or exhaustion on his face, only stiff numbness.
"I remembered that a great scholar from Tianxia Academy once wrote a poem." Lan Yu's face fluctuated a little, and then she said, "The charcoal seller was cutting down fuel to burn charcoal in the Nanshan Mountains. His face was dusty and smoky, and his temples were gray. The fingers are black. Where can I get money from selling charcoal? I eat in my mouth while wearing clothes. Poor clothes, I am worried that the charcoal is cheap and I hope it will be cold. There is a foot of snow outside the city at night, and at dawn the charcoal cart is rolling over the ice tracks. The cattle are trapped and the people are hungry. Already high, resting in the mud outside the south gate of the city. Who are the two cavalry coming? The envoy in yellow and white shirt. Holding the document in his hand and saying the imperial edict, he returned to the cart and shouted at the oxen to lead them to the north. A cart of charcoal weighed more than a thousand kilograms, and the palace envoy drove It's a pity. Half a piece of red yarn and one foot of silk are tied to the cow's head and filled with charcoal."
This short poem contains the sweat and tears of many poor people.
When the times were peaceful and prosperous, the people still had to live a life of hard work with their backs to the sky and their backs to the sky. They did not share in the days of glory and wealth. But in times of war and turmoil, the people not only had to meet the government's exorbitant taxes and taxes, but also had to pay for War requires human efforts. If you escape disaster and flee to the mountains and old forests, you will lose your home.
"No matter what the world is like, the people living at the bottom will always suffer." Qi Zixian sighed.
He Yiqi thought carefully about what Lan Yu had just said, and felt a sense of powerlessness welling up in his heart.
"There are too many people like Mr. Wei in the world. They have become numb under the inherent oppression, so it is difficult for them to accept changes in the rules. It is like their perception that the county magistrate is the most powerful official. It is impossible to change, but in the face of war, all rules and dignitaries will be crushed." Lan Yu sighed.
He Yiqi clenched the wooden sword in his hand, as if he wanted to do something, but in the end he sighed and shook his head.
A burst of passion cannot ignite the flames of Kyushu.
Lan Yu and Qi Zizhen, who had been staring at He Yiqi, looked at each other and smiled. It is gratifying for a young man to have ambition, but if he has no ambition and fails to realize the weakness of his own strength, then he is arrogant. Obviously He Yiqi is not like this. people.
Ta-da-da——XuXu
There was a sound of horse hooves, and then they stopped at the door of the restaurant.
A middle-aged man dressed in jewels got out of the car, accompanied by a dozen burly and thick-waisted guards.
Before the middle-aged man could enter the restaurant, a man who looked like a well-dressed butler quickly entered the restaurant and started shouting loudly.
"The shopkeeper! The shopkeeper! Come out and pick up the customers!"
The presbyopic man walked over with trembling eyes, raised his face as if he had not yet woken up, glanced at the group of people standing at the door, and asked, "How many of you are there? Are you here to drink or eat?"
"Ahem, this is our Mr. Liu. He just moved to this town a few days ago. He is the richest man in Dalong City, Yuzhou. He came here because he wanted to experience the life of ordinary people. To the east of the town The newly built big house is his mansion, and I am his housekeeper. You can call me housekeeper Zhang."
"Oh...oh! So what are you doing here?" Presbyopia showed a look that seemed to understand.
"We, Mr. Liu, are going to have a meal at your place today, which will help increase the popularity of your restaurant." Butler Zhang said, and then walked around the room, touching this table and looking at that stool. Look, the look of dissatisfaction in his eyes became thicker and thicker. He circled around and finally stopped in front of He Yiqi, Lan Yu and Qi Zixian who had remained silent.
"Are you guys guests here? Our master doesn't like to be disturbed by outsiders when eating, so we have to book the entire restaurant today. You guys should leave." Butler Zhang said in a matter-of-fact tone.
At this time, Presbyopia came over and said with a smile, "This is our restaurant owner, and the two people next to him are also from our restaurant."
At this time, the lame man came in from the courtyard and said with a smile, "Oh, it's not easy. There are so many people here, and our restaurant has not had such business for several days. Aunt Biao, get ready, there is a big order coming. Already!"
In the backyard, Aunt Biao, who was busy dealing with the wild boar sent by Wei Chaoyu, said impatiently, "What kind of thing with no eyes comes here at this time? You must have something wrong with your brain!"
Although Aunt Biao's voice was not loud, Butler Zhang standing in the room could hear her clearly.
Before Butler Zhang could say anything, Mr. Liu at the door coughed heavily and said, "Butler, are you ready to greet me inside?"
Butler Zhang responded hurriedly, "It'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon."
After saying that, Butler Zhang stuffed a silver coin into the lame man's hand and said, "Let the kitchen prepare meals immediately, four cold dishes, eight hot dishes, and two hot soups. Select the best in your store." The food is here, the price is not a problem, we have served our master well, we are happy with the meal, and maybe there will be a big reward. You go tell the cook again, this is a good opportunity for her to stand up, and it happens to be in our house. She’s not a good cook, but if her cooking can be appreciated by our master, then she might be able to be selected into the mansion to become a full-time chef, and then the treatment will be much better than in this shabby restaurant like yours.”
The lame man took the money, weighed it in his hand, then laughed and looked at the arrogant Butler Zhang strangely.
Butler Zhang was a little displeased and said, "Hurry up and do some work. What are you doing here, you idiot? You're delaying my master's meal. Can you afford it?"
"Just hurry up!" Presbyopia came up and pulled the lame man behind him, letting him go to work.
Butler Zhang looked at the lame man's back, frowned, and turned to the presbyopic eye and said, "Not only is the environment of your restaurant not good, but the quality of the waiters in this shop is also not good! The servants in our house are all first-rate. Be obedient and they will do whatever you ask them to do, and you have to discipline them more."
After saying that, Butler Zhang picked a table that looked a little clean, took out a delicate handkerchief from his pocket, showed a look of suppressing nausea, and quickly wiped the table and chairs before letting Mr. Liu sit down.
After wiping the table and chairs with the towel, Butler Zhang threw it to the ground.
Seeing this, He Yiqi pointed to the handkerchief and reminded him kindly, "That... Butler Zhang, you have dropped something."
Butler Zhang glanced at him and said casually, "That thing is dirty, I don't want it anymore. If you want it, just take it. I guess you can get a few bucks if you sell it. This may be useful to people like you." It’s a relatively expensive thing.”
Hearing this, Lan Yu and Qi Zixian couldn't help but frown.
Even He Yiqi was a bit riotous. The butler's tone was full of disdain, as if he looked down on them at all.
"Steward Zhang, I've told you many times not to waste words with those low-level people, that will only waste your time and energy." Mr. Liu said casually, "People like us are here just for the sake of Let’s experience ordinary people’s life for a little bit, and after finishing this meal we will return to a high-end life.”
As soon as he heard Mr. Liu speak, Butler Zhang's face immediately changed. He was groveling and servile, with a smile as pleasing as a flower.
Seeing this scene, He Yiqi felt nauseated. He had only read in books that those powerful people always kept many slaves in their houses who were good at flattering them. These people were commonly known as dog slaves. Because they will pretend to be dogs to please their owners.
"Ouch, let me see who the powerful rich man is. I thought that such a remote town was full of poor people with no luck. I didn't expect that there was an unexpected surprise. Let me see how much money you have!"
A rough sound came from outside, and when it reached the room, it suddenly amplified several times. Mr. Liu, who was originally calm and composed, was so frightened that he immediately covered his ears, with a look of panic on his face.
Butler Zhang was even worse. He was so frightened that he immediately hid behind a guard and stared at the door nervously.
As for the others, they didn't seem to be panicking. Presbyopia even picked out his ears leisurely. It seemed that his ears were somewhat useless.
Several guards quickly gathered around Mr. Liu, staring nervously at the door.
I saw two burly men walking to Master Liu's carriage at the door.
Both of the two big men were only wearing thin clothes, one of them had a slightly darker face, and there was a hideous scar on his exposed chest, diagonally approaching his heart.
But the other man, who had a kind and fair face, always smiled, making people fearless.
The dark-skinned man walked straight towards the strong horse, raising his hand to touch the horse's head. However, the horse neighed twice, apparently unwilling to yield to the man, and jumped up high, kicking its two front hooves wildly.
Butler Zhang in the room immediately smiled when he saw this and said proudly, "Haha, this horse is not an ordinary horse. It is a bloody horse bought from the Western Desert at a huge price. It can pull a thousand kilograms of goods. It can travel a thousand miles and travel a hundred miles at night. However, this horse has an extremely violent temper and cannot be tamed by ordinary people. Only our master's domineering spirit can subdue it."
Butler Zhang originally wanted to reprimand the two men, but when he thought of the slightly weird noises the two men had just made, he did not speak directly. Instead, he boasted about the horse, hoping to make them Stay away from this horse.
"Who are you two from and what are you doing here?" Mr. Liu said with a majestic look.
But secretly, Mr. Liu signaled with his eyes to let the guard beside him get closer.
The dark-skinned man laughed twice, then pulled the reins and pulled down the rioting horse. You must know that the force of this horse's leap is not small. Even several strong men may not be able to suppress it. And this dark-skinned man actually suppressed the horse with just his own strength. This kind of power was terrifying.
This scene also immediately frightened Mr. Liu, the steward Zhang, who was in the room.
"This...this...this..." Mr. Liu was so frightened that he couldn't even say a complete sentence.
Butler Zhang also kept pushing the guard forward, fearing that the man would rush over later.
The swarthy man patted the horse's head, then grinned at Mr. Liu in the room, "This horse is indeed a good horse!"
Mr. Liu forced a smile, nodded and said, "Yes, yes."
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