The Rongyang Zheng family was in charge of the external stewardship of the farm land, and thought she was doomed.
Judging from the decision to be rude to Wu Dong and his party and kill the guards around him, he definitely did not care about Rongyang Zheng's face.
Fortunately, Wu Dong had no intention of killing indiscriminately, and he still managed to save his life.
Then, the foreign steward was taken around and escorted to a relatively remote village for "residential surveillance".
That's right, it's "residential surveillance", rather than being imprisoned and completely losing personal freedom.
However, if you want to have enough food, you have to fend for yourself.
He is old and has been pampered for many years, so he cannot do farm work at all.
Fortunately, there is a school in the village, and he can go to the school to teach students how to read and write.
In the basic school, I looked at the rows of students in very "simple" clothes, and naturally I felt unhappy.
Having been in charge of things for many years, I naturally look down on the so-called poor people.
It's a pity that the situation is stronger than the person. If he wants to survive, he must lower his head. This truth is understandable.
However, what made him uncomfortable was that there were not only little children in Nima's basic school, but also middle-aged and young men with rough faces.
Seeing these guys reading and writing clumsily and laboriously, looking as stupid as pigs, he just wanted to laugh twice, and then spit out fiercely: "Mud-legged people are just mud-legged people, and they still want to read and read."
, are you worthy?"
Of course, I only dare to say this in my heart.
However, a month later, when he saw in class that the middle-aged and young adults who had been struggling to read and understand their children were now able to read books easily and freely, he felt mixed emotions.
What is strange is that the basic school not only teaches reading and literacy, but also teaches students to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies.
Just like reading and reading, the students who practice martial arts are not only small children, but also middle-aged and young people in the village, and they practice even harder and more seriously.
At first, the outside manager didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that what they were doing was just simple farming exercises, and at best they were just for physical fitness.
But a month later, when he saw in front of his eyes that the young man who was as skinny as a monkey when he first started school could easily lift a fifty kilogram stone lock with one hand, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Looking at the middle-aged and young men who were studying hard and practicing hard, he was shocked by the boxing and kicking skills and physical fitness they showed during the exchange and competition.
After careful inquiry, I found out that this was the result of the martial arts taught in their training school.
The foreign manager was shocked again, and immediately understood that the seemingly ordinary training method was quite extraordinary.
Within a month, he saw before his eyes that the group of middle-aged and young people who had sneaked into the school had undergone radical changes.
He can read and write, and his body is quite strong. His martial arts skills are quite powerful among ordinary people.
It gave him the feeling that he was a 'all-rounder in both civil and military affairs'. It was really a ghost.
Involuntarily, inexplicable fear suddenly arose in my heart.
A bunch of idiots who didn't know anything, after a month of study and training, they actually made such an astonishing change?
If they were given more time, in three or five years, could they catch up with those unsatisfactory playboys from the Zheng family in Rongyang?
I was so panicked that I didn't dare to think about it anymore.
A village that has just been established can undergo such changes in a short period of time. What if we give those lawless people more time?
Despite some discoveries, the foreign steward was very uneasy and wanted to escape and tell the head of the Zheng family that in the inconspicuous wilderness in the hinterland of the Central Plains, there was a force doing crazy things to spread knowledge widely.
If they are not extinguished quickly, when these mud-legged people who have been taught knowledge grow up, I am afraid they will shake the foundation of the aristocratic family.
The foreign steward sees this very clearly.
But no matter how uneasy I feel, I can only stay calm and don't dare to act rashly.
He didn't know where the village he was staying in was, and how far it was from the Rongyang Zheng family's territory of influence?
I am only proficient in boxing and kicking, and my body and bones are not as good as before as I get older. How can I dare to take risks?
Because he is not only able to read and write, but also has certain experience in business.
After becoming a literacy teacher at Laiyue School, he also got a position as a consultant for a medicinal materials workshop, where he could get double salary.
Isn’t it easy to manage and operate a simple medicinal materials workshop?
In order to improve his living standard, the foreign steward just showed off easily and gained recognition and respect from everyone in the medicinal materials workshop.
However, when he saw the salary he received, he felt a little unreasonable.
They are just a few beautifully made small pieces of paper, with detailed introductions on various daily necessities that can be redeemed. You can use this to exchange for the corresponding daily necessities at the grocery store in the village.
At first, he was naturally unsure. After receiving his salary, he immediately exchanged it for daily necessities.
As a result, they were all able to be redeemed, and they were exactly the same.
When the second month's salary was paid, he did not continue to redeem it all. Some living necessities could not be stored for a long time, so it was more appropriate to purchase fresh ones.
Slowly, he got used to the exquisite paper in his hand, which could be exchanged for various corresponding items and supplies, and he used it as money.
After all, they were all foreign stewards trained by the Rongyang Zheng family. He felt that the appearance of these exquisite papers might cause a lot of trouble.
Based on my own knowledge, I have no idea what kind of reaction would be caused if these exquisite papers were circulated.
As time went by, he became somewhat accustomed to such a simple life.
Although the village is remote, communication with the outside world is no problem.
From time to time, men in uniforms would drive in carriages to transport large amounts of daily necessities, and then transport out semi-finished products brewed in the village's medicinal herb workshops.
Although I don’t know the price difference during the period, I also know that the village has its own income and life is not difficult.
Sometimes, he can't help but compare the village he lives in now with the farm village he managed before.
The result made him a little depressed. Without comparison, there would be no harm.
Compared with the tranquility of the village where he lived at this time, and the vitality of ideas, the manor village he managed before was obviously not as good as it was.
There is a big gap in both the living standards and the spirit of the villagers.
He couldn't figure out what was different inside?
Later, he seemed to understand a little when he saw those middle-aged and young villagers in the school who were eager to read and read and sweat profusely in the martial arts field just to strengthen their bodies and protect their families.
In Zheng's Manor, these farmers at the lowest level have no possibility of contacting book knowledge, and they can only be trapped in the fields for the rest of their lives.
As for practicing martial arts to strengthen your body and have the power to protect your family, that's even more nonsense.
In order to facilitate management and control, external stewards like him want the farmers in the manor and villages to be as stupid and weak as possible, and will not give them any chance to become stronger.
Perhaps, this is the biggest difference.
Soon, to the surprise of the foreign steward, the group of muscular men in uniform sent two bald monks.
One was in his prime and the other was a teenager. They were escorted directly to an empty house next to them.
There is not only a village protection team in the village, but also a team of five strong men stationed there.
The strong man in the lead actually has martial arts skills at the level of those in the martial arts world.
In the first few days, the old monk was not honest and suffered a lot.
By the time he was completely upset and lost his temper, three to five days had passed.
"Which temple are you, master and disciple, monks from?"
The two monks naturally needed to work and eat, so the steward deliberately approached them out of curiosity to inquire.
I was also secretly surprised in my heart, those bastards were so brave, they even dared to touch the Buddhist temple.
As the external steward of the Rongyang Zheng family, it is natural that he has heard about the strength of Buddhism.
Not to mention, the rumor storm that has been making waves in the world not long ago has exposed the power of Buddhism a lot.
Every big Buddhist temple is at least protected by first-class experts. What is the concept of that?
The number of first-class masters controlled by the entire Zheng family lineage is only about twenty, which is already quite exaggerated.
But compared to the power of Buddhism, it is incomparable to a small witch.
Those bastards dared to attack Buddhist temples. They were simply impatient.
The results he found made him happy and worried.
This pair of masters and disciples came from a small temple and were considered to be peripheral forces of Buddhism.
However, the small temple where the master and apprentice lived was indeed small enough, with only seven or eight monks in total.
With the help of Buddhism's momentum, the small temple controlled nearly a thousand acres of farmland.
As a result, this time they were all snatched away by a group of strongmen who suddenly came out.
When he talked about this, the strong monk had a look of resentment on his face, as if he had been cut by force; a piece of flesh had been cut off.
The young monk, on the other hand, quickly became involved with his peers in the school.
The foreign steward was a little depressed. It was obviously impossible to get any useful information from the master and apprentice monks.
However, he still found out some things from the mouth of the Jingzhuang monk.
At this time, the eighth year of Daye had passed, and in the spring of the ninth year of Daye, Sui Emperor Yang Guang, who was far away in Youzhou, once again launched an expedition to Goguryeo.
Regarding this, the foreign steward just sneered secretly in his heart.
As the external steward of the Zheng family in Rongyang, he naturally knows some things.
The Rongyang Zheng family belonged to the Shandong noble clan. In fact, they did not have a direct and severe conflict with Sui Emperor Yang Guang. However, the Longyou military aristocratic group from which they were born had a more violent quarrel with Yang Guang.
This time, the Longyou military aristocracy group planned to teach Yang Guang a profound lesson.
By the way, it also shook up the foundation of the Sui Dynasty and caused Emperor Yang Guang to completely lose his authority. Some radical ones even planned to change the emperor directly to an obedient one who would not try every means to make things difficult for them. The emperor who wanted to weaken their strength was incredibly bold.