He muttered something, then found a spacious place, turned the ox cart around, and went back to the village.
…
At this moment, the Anque scholar in the village happened to see a man who came to Anjia Village to visit relatives. Fortunately, he was from Brother Qingke's village.
Holding a white-flour meat bun in his hand, he was sitting in the yard enjoying himself when he suddenly saw such a person. He choked on a mouthful of meat bun and almost choked to death.
He made a fist with one hand and banged his chest hard for a long time before he could breathe again.
"Uncle, uncle, please wait."
He didn't even have time to catch his breath before he chased him out. If he guessed correctly, this person should be a relative of Brother Qingke within the fifth server, right?
He had seen this man delivering meat and vegetables to Brother Qingke before outside the academy, and he had done so several times, so he would never mistake him for the wrong person.
Brother Qingke shouldn't have returned all the fields to them today. Why would they still be in the mood to visit relatives?
"Who are you?"
When the man saw someone calling him, he turned to look at Anque and asked.
They are all men who work with soil all day long. They know the scholars in their own village, but they do not know the scholars in other villages.
Those talented people would not want to know people like them.
"I'm a classmate of Brother Qingke. I've met you a few times outside the college before." Anque walked up and greeted with a smile.
"Oh, it turns out he is A Ke's classmate."
When the man heard him mention Qing Ke, his expression softened and he also greeted him.
He and Qing Ke were classmates, so he was also a scholar, right? Are scholars so approachable now? He had a lot of doubts in his heart.
After all, in their village, except for Qing Ning, the other scholars all looked down upon them and looked down upon ordinary people like them.
"Hello."
The honest man was a little helpless and wiped his hands on his clothes. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.
"Hello."
Anque smiled back at him, and when he saw the man's embarrassed look, a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.
But he quickly covered up the contempt in his eyes and continued, "Why are you here? If I remember correctly, your family's land should be in the name of Brother Qingke, right? He used to be with
I mentioned it."
Of course, Brother Qingke would not mention this matter to him. It was just something he said casually. Anyway, this man would not ask Brother Qingke or anything like that.
"Yes, yes, Akko still mentioned this to you."
The man touched the back of his head honestly, feeling a little confused in his heart. When did Qing Ke tell outsiders what happened in their village?
Moreover, they were talking about farm matters, and Qing Ke was the most taboo about talking about these things outside.
If this was mentioned by others and talked about outside, it would be a source of trouble. Although every scholar has some fields registered in other people's names, it would always be unpleasant to talk about it.
"Yes, Brother Qingke mentioned it to me."
Anque continued to smile and brought up the topic again.
"However, from now on, the food grown in this field will have to pay taxes. Scholars will not be able to record other people's fields in their names. The county really doesn't give us people a way to survive."