The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1238: A bowl of porridge

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If he had not heard it with his own ears, and if he had still stayed in the temple in Chang'an, Yan Xiwen would never have believed that there were still a group of people living in such hardship in Daxia today!

While he was standing in the yard looking at the dilapidated thatched house, a child about five years old ran out of the side room.

"Grandpa," the child rushed towards Li Erniu, "Today Huahua and I went to the back mountain and picked up a lot of grass fungi and dug out a lot of bamboo shoots. ”

Li Erniu picked up the child. Only then did the child see Yan Xiwen and others. He was startled, put his face against Li Erniu's, and asked in a low voice He said: "Grandpa, who are they?"

"Tiedan, they are guests from outside the mountain. Where are your parents?"

"They went to the mountains and haven't come back yet."

Li Erniu was stunned for a moment, "Who has entered the mountain?"

"Uncle Zhao and his second and third uncles, there are five or six of them."

Li Erniu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his son and daughter-in-law had gone hunting in the mountains. With Zhao Dajiao around, there wouldn't be much danger.

He put the iron egg down and said, "Go and help grandma light the fire. I'll clean up the room for the guests."

This is a row of three thatched houses with earthen walls. The middle one is the main room, and the one on each side is where Mr. Li Erniu and his son and daughter-in-law live. Now the question is, this Yan brother has ten How to arrange a few people?

Yan Xiwen walked over and said, "Brother Li, don't clean it up. This yard is nice and spacious. We have brought a tent. We will set it up for a while and sleep in the tent at night."

Li Erniu didn't know what a tent was. He only knew that he was being rude.

"Otherwise... you can stay in the room where my wife and I live, and we can just lie down in the main room."

"No, we have to stay here in Xiashan Village for a few more days. This is already annoying. How can we let you live in the main room?"

After saying this, Yan Xiwen turned to Zhang Qishan and said: "Qishan, ask them to put up the tent. In addition... take a hundred kilograms of rice to Brother Li, and ask my sister-in-law to help us cook it." Let’s have a meal.”

Li Er’s eyes widened when he was talking about Newton—one hundred kilograms of rice? !

This, this is a rare thing!

This brother Yan really has a good background. He always carries rice with him when traveling. He is really very particular about it.

Zhang Qishan directly picked up a basket and came to Li Erniu, "This is definitely more than a hundred kilograms of rice, so there is no need to weigh it. Please cook the rice a little dry."

Li Erniu almost shed tears when he looked at the white rice, "This...originally you are guests and shouldn't accept it, but if you don't accept it, my family will really have no food for you to eat."

"I won't be polite to you. I'm going to ask my wife to fry the bamboo shoots and mushrooms for everyone to eat."

Li Erniu took the pole without any pretense. He carried the load of rice into the main room and placed it in the room where he slept.

There was a voice inside, it must be him greeting his wife, and for a moment there was a woman's exclamation. It must be that his wife was shocked to see so much rice.

Yan Xiwen took a deep breath and said to Zhang Qishan: "The emperor once said that prosperity means the people suffer; death means the people suffer. I used to not understand the meaning of this sentence. I felt that since the country was prosperous, how could the people suffer? What?"

"But now I understand."

"The rise of a dynasty usually involves large-scale construction projects, which wastes people and money. The emperor obviously knew this. Although he also built a city in Chang'an, such large-scale construction projects were based on the prosperous commerce of Daxia."

“So the reason why the people are suffering is not necessarily because of the large-scale construction projects, but more probably because it is difficult to supervise under this prosperity. This is a hotbed of corruption!”

“Those corrupt officials put their hands on the heads of the common people for their own enjoyment. They did not get a share of the dividends of the country’s prosperity, but instead became the targets of exploitation... The more remote the place, the more so. It’s where poverty gets worse!”

"Then how to prevent this situation?" Zhang Qishan asked curiously.

"His Majesty once said that the best supervision is the spontaneous supervision of the people, so he gave the people this power in the constitution. The people in the prosperous areas of Daxia know this power, because they can get information and have The ability to read and decipher words. ”

"But in places like this Xiashan Village... the people are illiterate, and the government deliberately does not publicize it. How do they know what the constitution is? How do they know that they still have such great power in their hands? ”

"That's why Your Majesty said that education is the first priority in the century-old plan. This is to enlighten the people of Daxia and remove the cages on their heads. Your Majesty's original intention must be excellent, but how to implement it to such a place, it will be completely Changed."

Just when Yan Xiwen admired Fu Xiaoguan's foresight and hated these local officials for deceiving superiors and subordinates, Li Erniu came out.

He looked around and whispered again: "Brother Yan, you must take care of your things! Once this person becomes desperately poor, he will most likely risk his life!"

"Thank you for reminding me, brother. These guards of mine are still somewhat skilled, but they are not afraid of anyone coming to rob them."

"That's good. If, if someone really comes to rob us, please show mercy to Brother Yan. They... they are not bad in nature, they are just desperate."

Yan Xiwen was silent for a moment, nodded, and said to Zhang Qishan: "If there are bandits at night, just teach them a lesson. Don't hurt them. Maybe they will be the backbone of the family."

"Brother Yan is merciful, thank you Erniu!"

Eleven tents were set up in the yard, and Li Erniu's wife also cooked the rice. The porridge was fragrant, but a bit watery.

She served eleven bowls to Yan Xiwen and the others. This was the bottom rice, and the rest was soup.

Tiedan was not happy about this, and he cried loudly, "Grandma, grandma, I don't want to drink this soup, I, I want to eat rice...!"

"My dear grandson, this is the rice given by the guests. This rice soup is much better than that vegetable soup. Drink it quickly and go to bed!"

"I don't...I..."

Yan Xiwen walked over, handed over the bowl of porridge in his hand, and said with a smile: "Tiedan, come here, I'll give you this bowl of rice. My uncle is thirsty, so just drink your bowl of rice soup." OK."

"Brother Yan, you must not do it. You, you are a valuable person... Tiedan, be obedient. When we harvest the millet in the fall, we will have rice to eat!"

Tiedan rubbed his eyes, "Grandpa, you lied to me. You said the same thing last year. Where is Mi?"

Where's the rice?

Yan Xiwen patted Li Erniu on the shoulder and said, "It's the time when the child is growing up. I'm really not hungry yet. Stop talking. This bowl is for Tiedan."