Go down the official road from Nanzheng and go straight to the intersection of Yingzhai. There is a small house built with bricks and tiles, which is supposed to be the gatehouse of Wei Cheng's office of Hanzhong Dian Agricultural School.
"Two brothers have invited me."
He Laoliu was wearing a tattered silk robe, and he didn't know whether he was cold or frightened. He was shivering all over. He stood at the door of the small house, hunched over and facing Lao Lu and Lu Laozu who were warming themselves by the fire inside.
Another veteran received a gift.
"Brother, what's the matter?"
Lu Laozu reached out and put on the sheepskin hat lying beside him, and put on the wool blanket. Then he walked out of the room and asked.
Although it was a very cold day, my whole body was covered with good things made by the host's family. In addition, I was hiding in the house to warm myself by the fire, so I actually felt a little stuffy. When I came out, what I felt was not cold, but
It's refreshing.
He Laoliu, who was opposite him, was so cold that his teeth were chattering up and down. He swallowed hard and asked, "The wild people don't dare to be called brother. My surname is He, and others call me He Laoliu."
I came here this time just to ask, but I don’t know who the noble person is who lives here?”
Old Man Lu glanced at He Laoliu up and down with a smile, and the scar on his face squirmed a few times, "Brother, are you able to inquire about noble people's affairs? Don't you want to die? If nothing happens.
, it’s better to leave quickly.”
After hearing this, He Laoliu had a sad smile on his face, "In the end, he won't be able to survive. What's the difference between freezing to death and being killed by a nobleman? Please tell me who the nobleman is? So that the wild people nearby can
People, please die clearly."
Old Soldier Lu put his hand on the knife on his waist and said slowly, "Since you know that you are a barbarian, you should know not to talk nonsense, otherwise I will kill you, which is probably easier than killing a chicken."
At that time, some people in the village did not want their children to follow the master's family to Hanzhong. Old Lu was actually unwilling to let those people get their hands on the new house where his family lived. How could he endure others speaking ill of the master's family in front of him?
He saw murderous intent in his eyes, and with a clang, he pulled out the knife and put it on He Laoliu's neck, "Tell me, who ordered you to slander the reputation of the master's family?"
"My brother also said that the life and death of wild people are not comparable to that of a chicken. How can you say it as a slander?"
The smile on He Laoliu's face became increasingly tragic.
"Then what does it have to do with the master's family when you wild people freeze to death? Isn't this a fight? What is it?"
Old Soldier Lu was not moved at all by the pity of the person in front of him and asked coldly.
He Laoliu chuckled and said, "A poor man cannot survive the winter as well as a noble man, let alone a wandering wild man? What I am wearing was cobbled together by more than a hundred people."
As he spoke, there was a trace of sadness and indignation in his eyes, "In previous winters, I always hoped to hide in the collected straw piles and grit my teeth to get through it. Even so, many people still freeze to death every year."
"I never thought that before the winter this year, those straws were forcibly collected by the officials, and finally they were sent here helplessly. Brother, you don't know, what was taken away was not straw, but straw.
Damn it!"
Muddy tears finally fell from He Laoliu's eyes, flowing down his face that looked like old tree bark.
"Oh, so you came here for this straw?"
When Lu Laozu heard this, his expression remained unchanged. He even exerted a little force on the hand holding the knife, and the blade pressed He Laoliu's neck.
"How the officials collect the straw has nothing to do with my master's family. If you want to find it, just go to the government office in the city. What are you doing here?"
"If a wild man dares to approach the government, why should he be called a wild man?"
He Laoliu felt that blood was already oozing from his neck, and he sighed in his heart. It didn't matter if he died, but there were more than a hundred people behind him. He didn't know if they would dare to come here to find this noble man again after he died.
?
"Oh? What do you mean, if you don't dare to go to the government, you dare to come to the master's house?"
Old soldier Lu sneered, and a ferocious look appeared on his face, as he was about to kill him.
With a "thud", He Laoliu knelt down and cried bitterly, "I dare not hide this from you, brother. In these years, you have killed me and I have killed you. Everyone in this place says that they are the real government officials."
, the food grown was given to one family, and that family came over to harvest it, but he himself starved to death."
He Laoliu wiped away his tears and continued, "All the men in the family were taken away. How many families died like this! We are all the ones left after death. I'm really afraid.
Oh, I’m really scared!”
Old Soldier Lu was silent. Speaking of it, he was just an illiterate old soldier. He didn't understand the general principles, but he came down from the battlefield and saw countless tragedies caused by the war.
So he knew what He Laoliu was saying was true, but so what? Is this not the case in the world today?
"This winter, the straw was collected by the officials. The common people saw it and sent it all here. They didn't dare to make any demands to the nobles. After all, they all have low lives, and they will die if they die.
He died, but as time went by, he became more and more unwilling to do so."
He Laoliu pointed to the side of the camp, "Looking over there, the Hu people eat two meals a day, no matter how much they eat. We knew that this noble man was rare, and we felt something that shouldn't have happened in our hearts.
thought."
"My master is naturally a rare noble person, but maybe you have some bad intentions when you see my master's kindness?"
Lu Laozu put the knife back, but did not return it to the sheath. As long as He Laoliu in front of him dared to move, he could guarantee that with one strike, there would be a scar as big as a bowl.
He Laoliu didn't dare to get up, but just raised his head, "There are all generals and soldiers around here. The person who wants to live here must be a great nobleman, how can he dare to have bad thoughts?"
"It's just that Xiao Laochang heard the sound of the house over there being used every day, and saw that the Hu girl came in and out every day. I thought that the noble lady asked the Hu girl to weave cloth."
"You old man is quite thoughtful."
Lu Laozu did not refute and acquiesced to this statement.
After hearing this, He Laoliu showed a look of excitement and desire on his face.
"Brother, the Hu people herd cattle and sheep, which makes people speechless. But when it comes to weaving and farming, they are extremely stupid. How can they compare with the Han people? Since the nobles use Hu women to weave cloth, it means that they must lack manpower.
, why not find some Han women?"
"You put it lightly," Lu Laozu curled his lips and said, "You don't want to be the master, but now in Hanzhong, where can you find so many Han women?"
"Brother, I don't dare to ask how many Han women the noble man wants, but in fact, there are thirty or forty women around here, and you can still find them."
When Old Soldier Lu heard this, he immediately looked very interested. He squatted down and asked eagerly, "Where is it?"
He Laoliu pointed behind him, "I don't dare to hide it from my brother. There are about a hundred wild people nearby, and there are thirty or forty women. In the past, before the great chaos in Hanzhong, they could be regarded as the people of the Han Dynasty. If so
The noble man is short of manpower, and these women must be more capable than that Hu girl..."