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Chapter 16 Homesickness under the Moon

At first glance, it looked like regular script, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that it was different. It was different from all the variations of regular script that he knew. The font was extremely neat, but also dripping with elegance, and it looked really eye-catching.

He bowed his hands to the smiling Chai Tiannuo, and Bao Buzhi stood aside and read out the five skills on the paper in a loud voice:

"Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly; people in the deep forest don't know it, but the bright moon comes to shine on me."

"Hi~, what a poem, a peerless poem!"

Bao Buzhi gave a thumbs up. Even if he didn't have deep literary attainments, he could still read it. This is a good poem, a good poem that fits the occasion!

"The package manager is ridiculous, it's just a pleasant essay, it's not as good as you said, hahaha!"

Chai Tiannuo was humble in words, but his face was full of joy. He looked like your words are very satisfying to me, which made Bao Buzhi laugh loudly. This Chai scholar is really a wonderful person.

The visitor was a guest, and he was supposed to make tea to entertain him, but it was evening in the wilderness, so Chaitino did not follow the usual routine and instead took out Man'er's unfinished glutinous rice sticks to entertain him.

Bao Buzhi stuffed a few sticks into his mouth and nodded vigorously, feeling more and more extraordinary about Chai Tiannuo.

"Xiucai Chai, you are a wonderful person. You are very different from the other two talents in our team."

Chaitino couldn't help grinning. He never thought that one day he would be called a wonderful person. This feeling was really strange.

"This may be because of poverty."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Chai Tiannuo muttered to himself that he was the poorest scholar in the entire Mingyang Mansion, bar none.

"It has nothing to do with being rich or poor!"

Bao Buzhi grabbed a few glutinous rice sticks and threw them into his mouth, chewing them and saying:

"Your temperament is very different. They are stubborn and know nothing about everything, and their behavior and speech are all stiff."

"But you are elegant and elegant. You are not like a martial scholar, but like those literary scholars who are sophisticated in the world."

Chaitino held his hands in admiration and said with a grin:

"Bao Yuan has a good eye, and I'll tell you the truth. I was originally a scholar, but due to certain things, I transferred to the martial arts academy."

"No wonder."

Bao Buzhi nodded and continued:

"Actually, you are suitable for the literary path. Your temperament is not like that of a martial artist."

Chai Tiannuo shook his head and chuckled. The reason was hard to explain.

"The reason why you are a guard is..."

"Yes, it's just because I'm poor and have little money, so the expenses to get to Beijing are really not enough."

Chai Tiannuo didn't hide anything, Bao Buzhi couldn't help but scratch his belly. His action made Chai Tiannuo's eyes light up, he looked more like Wei Zhongxian!

"Actually, there are countless ways to make money in this world."

Bao Buzhi took the glutinous rice sticks she secretly picked up from Chai Man'er's hand, threw them into his mouth, chewed them and said:

"It's even simpler for you. With such good calligraphy, whether you sell your calligraphy or write posts for others, it's a way to make money."

"If I gain fame and money, I'm afraid that by then, the receivables from one trip of my fleet will not be able to compare with the price per word of yours!"

Chaitino's eyes lit up. He was indeed a strong man in the business world. This idea was quite good. Why hadn't he thought of it before?

Time flies so fast, more than twenty days have passed in a blink of an eye. The convoy left the prosperous Shuliang Province and entered the Zhili area under the jurisdiction of the capital.

After walking for two days, there were overgrown weeds and no trace of human habitation. Cai Tiannuo felt curious and asked Bao Buzhi what was the reason. Bao Buzhi sighed, pointed to the desolate land and said:

"Those major battles involving the turning point of the war were fought in the Zhili area."

"Everyone knows that the five states have been reduced to nothing, but they don't know that Zhili is also littered with corpses, and not even a tenth of the people are left alive."

"Even if the Holy One ascends the throne and the world is stabilized, this place is still extremely desolate. Those wandering bandits are causing trouble everywhere. The common people are fleeing and scattered. The remaining ones don't have the energy to farm the land well."

"This Zhili will be destroyed naturally."

It sounded reasonable, but Chaitino soon discovered something was wrong and couldn't help but said in surprise:

"This is Zhili, right under the nose of the capital. With so many troops, how can they not deal with the stragglers?"

Bao Buzhi scratched his belly, looked at no one around, and said quietly:

"There are rumors that the reason why the Zhili area is like this is actually intentional by the Holy One."

"The purpose is to train the army!"

Chai Tiannuo's eyes suddenly widened, and Bao Buzhi continued:

"If it weren't for the imperial court's deliberate control, those miserable bandits would have been wiped out long ago."

"I heard that the imperial court often moved people involved in crimes to farm here. The purpose is to keep the poor bandits alive. Otherwise, they will starve to death in four to five years!"

Hearing this, Cai Tiannuo felt depressed in his heart, but he didn't know how to vent it. He used the lives of thousands of people to trap slaves as whetstones. Is this what the Emperor of Tianqi, who is known as the Mingjun, did?!

Nearly ten days passed, and the convoy looked a little sluggish. However, it set up camp next to a small town that is rare for Zhili. It was still two or three days away from the capital, so the number of people gradually increased.

stand up.

"Ask everyone in the town to come over and help. The caravan has to clean its vehicles and horses before heading to Beijing. Each person will get two kilograms of rice!"

Several stewards shouted in the town at the same time. Soon, a large number of ragged townspeople came over, carrying water, ladles and rags, with happy expressions on their faces.

Not having to live a heavy life can still get good food, and everyone is happy.

"Besides, you are a good person!"

Looking at the lively scene in front of him, Chaitino smiled, he was very happy.

With the manpower of the convoy, it was not difficult to clean the vehicles and horses. I also knew that this was Bao Buzhi deliberately subsidizing food for the townspeople.

"Chai Xiucai, you are wrong. There is no good businessman!"

Bao Buzhi's face was a little gloomy, and Chai Tiannuo couldn't help but be stunned. He said that he was not a thing, which was really confusing.

"Increase at a low price and increase at a higher level, exploit the people at the source to obtain higher profits, take risks for a little convenience and regard human life as trivial. Do you think such a person will be a good person?"

Chai Tiannuo frowned, remembering his evaluation of the businessman in his previous life, and knew in his heart that Bao Buzhi was not lying.

However, Chai Tiannuo silently pointed at the cheerful townspeople. Bao Buzhi's expression changed for a while, and finally he said with a wry smile:

"How can I put it, people are complicated. Seeing them in such poverty makes me feel unbearable. Plus, they have no enmity with me and have never blocked my way of making money. If they can help me, it's a big deal.

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"It can be considered as a way to accumulate some moral virtue after death."

"Everyone has two sides and is a chaotic body."

Chaitino lowered his head and pointed at his chest:

"The immortals and Buddhas are on one side, and the demons are on the other side. Before eternity, human beings were neither good nor evil, and all were good and evil. Saints created words and rules to guide people to do good, and finally the great world of the human world came into being."

"Except for the staff, no one can make mistakes without being a sage. We all have selfish motives, but we also all have good intentions."

"Even if you do evil, you still have to leave a little bottom line. That's not pity for the other person, but your own salvation. Do you think that's right?"

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