After leaving Jiangnan, Uncle Nine Emperors and Feng Qingchen's next stop was to go to the border town in the northwest.
Of course, their trip is not for official business, but to visit friends. At most, they can take a look at the situation at the border and understand the people's sentiments...
Different from the beauty and richness of the south of the Yangtze River, the northwest is rough and atmospheric, and a bit desolate. If you look around, many places are empty. It is not like the people and houses everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River.
The houses here are not like those in Jiangnan, which are mainly beautiful and luxurious, but mainly practical. Close to the outer city, they are all stone houses. It is said that enemy troops often came to the border city in the past, so the stone houses are strong.
As soon as Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen arrived in the northwest, they put on local clothes, but their skin was delicate and not at all rough and windy like people from the border towns.
"Are you coming from the south?" The old farmer driving the ox cart saw Uncle Jiuhuang and Feng Qingchen walking alone outside the city. He kindly came up to talk to them and stopped the ox cart beside them.
Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen had noticed it a long time ago, but the other party was harmless, so they did not stop him. Seeing the other party stop, Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen also stopped in their tracks.
Uncle Nine Emperors stood aside as usual and said nothing, while Feng Qingchen smiled and said to the old farmer: "Uncle, we came from the capital to visit old friends here."
"Oh... I'm telling you, it seems that you are from an extraordinary family. It turns out that you are noble people from the capital."
When people get older, they have more or less eyesight, and old farmers are generous and not afraid of life.
The local officials in the border town were approachable and the local people were not afraid of the officials. Although Jiuhuangshu and Feng Qingchen were elegant, the old farmers were not afraid either.
This is a border town, and the folk customs are fierce. If those dandy boys who want to bully people at will may be beaten to death directly.
Although you are committing a crime by beating someone to death, you have already beaten them to death, so even if you retaliate, you won't be able to buy a life.
The people here have a fierce temperament, and many cases of beating to death officials' children have happened in the past. Although those who were beaten to death were all unlucky, their families and children were taken care of by the clan.
Once or twice is nothing, but if it happens too many times, those dandy boys also know that these people are not easy to mess with, and it is not worth losing their lives for this.
As a result, the atmosphere in the border town is actually better than that in the capital city.
Feng Qingchen and Uncle Jiuhuang got on the bullock cart at the invitation of the old man and listened to the old farmer introducing local customs.
Of course, when he got on the bullock cart, Uncle Jiuhuang was not calm. He stood there awkwardly for a long time, unable to sit down...
That black mass, are you sure it's not cow dung?
Even if it wasn't cow dung, he wouldn't want to sit on it, it was too dirty!
Uncle Jiuhuang's dissatisfaction was very obvious. Even the old farmer noticed it. However, the old farmer didn't care. Instead, he said with a smile: "Is it because you think it's dirty? It's okay... That's cinder, but it's a good thing. We
Now let's use it to light the fire and pave the way. Don't worry, my dear, I'll give you a piece of cloth."
The old farmer stepped forward, patted the board, and found a piece of cloth in the corner that was so dirty that the color could not be seen. Uncle Nine Emperor's face turned darker...
It's better not to pad it.
"Hee hee..." Feng Qingchen laughed sullenly, and enthusiastically took the cloth from the old farmer's hand: "Don't be busy, uncle. He is just a spoiled man. It's okay, I'll do it..."
Feng Qingchen used the piece of cloth to wipe off the cinders on the wooden board, then patted the wooden board and said to Uncle Nine Emperors: "Sit down!"
"I..." can be used.
"Hurry up. Fortunately, the uncle is willing to take us into the city. We have to walk on our legs. I don't know how long it will take." Feng Qingchen pulled the Nine Emperors Uncle. The Nine Emperors Uncle did not struggle anymore and could only suppress his heart.
Disgusted, he sat down with gritted teeth.
Feng Qingchen sat very comfortably, but Uncle Nine Emperors felt awkward and felt something was wrong. Fortunately, he was well-educated and would not twist around even if he was not happy. He just pursed his lips and said nothing, looking at Feng Qingchen's eyes.
, with a little bit of pretentiousness.
Obviously Feng Qingchen didn't want to ride in the carriage and said he wanted to experience the customs and customs of the border town. What now?
Riding in a bullock cart!
If you ride in an ox-cart, just ride in an ox-cart. Why don't you change to a clean one?
What kind of cinder truck is this? How dirty is it?
Uncle Jiuhuang was unhappy, and his awkward expression not only made Feng Qingchen laugh, but even the old farmer found it interesting.
People from this capital are just for fun.
"Little lady, if you are a man, I will treat you well." The old farmer drove the bullock cart and did not forget to turn around and give Feng Qingchen a thumbs up.
"How is he doing?" Feng Qingchen asked enthusiastically.
Uncle Jiuhuang didn't say a word, why couldn't she see the benefit of it.
The old farmer was not polite and said immediately: "Look at his appearance and demeanor, he looks like a young man. Although he didn't say anything, I could tell that he didn't like the old man's bullock cart."
No one in the capital speaks so directly, let alone to strangers. However, this old farmer speaks straightforwardly, and his words are not annoying at all.
"It's normal for young men to look down on bullock carts, but you, as a man, don't look down on people. Don't say that your man doesn't look down on people. Even the old man, I think that if this bullock cart matches your man, your man should sit on the high horse.
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"If I hadn't seen you two walking alone here, the old man would not have dared to come forward, for fear that you would think I was nosy." What the old man said was true. He saw Feng Qingchen and Feng Qingchen from a distance.
Uncle Nine Emperors hesitated for a long time before coming up to talk.
"Uncle, you misunderstood. It's not that he doesn't like bullock carts. He likes to be clean and can't bear to be dirty." Feng Qingchen happily explained to Uncle Nine Emperors.
Cows are important livestock for ordinary people. Uncle Jiuhuang has always encouraged people to raise cows. How could he look down on them?
Moreover, in recent years, Uncle Jiuhuang has established a cattle factory, and the calves born every year are sold to the common people at low prices.
Farming and farming, with the help of a big buffalo, can save a lot of effort. In the past, the people were poor and cattle were too expensive to buy, but now it is better. The emperor's good policy means that ordinary people only need to be more diligent and save for a year or two to buy
A cow calf is carefully cared for for several years, and when it grows up, it can go to work in the fields, and it is more powerful than a few big men.
When the old farmer heard this, he grinned: "Let me tell you, you are a man who can't look down on the old man. Little lady, you are such a good man. I don't like it, but for your sake, I will accommodate you. You two go to my ox cart."
The last time I took a ride, my bullock cart looked more expensive."
"Little lady, this man is really worth it. You have to be nice to others. Your man is not good at words, but I can see that, old man. He is a good person. To you..." The old farmer gave another thumbs up.
He is full of praise for the Nine Emperors Uncle.
This is what happens between people. Even though Uncle Nine Emperors didn't say a word from beginning to end, the old farmer started to look at him more and more, and he liked him no matter how he looked at him.
"What the uncle said, my man just doesn't like to talk. That's why I suffer the disadvantage. People who don't know about it think he is not easy to get along with." Feng Qingchen was also generous and agreed...
The slight discomfort in Uncle Jiuhuang's heart was eliminated when the old farmer said "You're a man" to the left and "You're a man" to the right. Although he still had a straight face, his expression softened.
Especially Feng Qingchen's words "my man" made Jiu Huangshu satisfied from the bottom of his heart. The pink petals kept soaking out, wishing Feng Qingchen could say a few more words.
Although the words were a little rough, he sounded happy, so they were good words.
Uncle Jiuhuang raised his lips slightly, and did not mind that the oxcart was dirty and messy...
Feng Qingchen glanced secretly, chuckled, and continued talking to the old farmer. The old farmer was also a good talker, and it could be seen that he valued his ox cart very much, because he mentioned the ox cart again.
"Little lady, you have to tell your man not to look down on the bullock cart. This bullock cart is a good thing. Old man, I rely on it for all my travels."
"Little lady, you were born into a wealthy family and you don't know that in the past, this ox cart was a very expensive thing and ordinary people couldn't afford it. Even the landlord's family only had one ox cart. In our entire village, only the village chief's family had an ox cart.
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"In the past two years, our emperor has been wise and treated our people well. The calves can be exchanged for grain. Otherwise, if you come here, let alone see the bullock cart, you can't even see the shadow of the cow. You two
We can only go into the city."
Speaking of his current life, the old farmer looked satisfied and said in a brisk voice: "If someone had told the old man before that I could have a bullock cart, I would have told him to brag about it. But now, I really have it.
This is thanks to the emperor's great grace, even the people in our border towns can also receive the grace."
When the old farmer talked about this, the smile on his face became even thicker. Both inside and outside his words were filled with admiration and respect for the emperor.
This kind of respect cannot be compared with a long live sentence, it comes from the heart...
What the people want is a life of peace and prosperity. Whoever can give them peace and prosperity will be a wise king in their hearts.
As a queen, how could Feng Qingchen not be happy when someone praised the emperor? She quickly asked: "Is the current emperor really that good?"
As soon as this question came out, the old farmer became unhappy: "What are you talking about? If the current saint is not good, how can there be good people? My dear, let me tell you, our border town can become rich, the old man's eldest grandson
My ability to survive is all thanks to the Emperor. If it weren’t for the Emperor, my eldest grandson would not be able to be raised by the old man..."
"You are right. I made a mistake. The Emperor is a great person. Without the Emperor, I would not be here today. Without the Emperor's grace, I would not be able to come to the border town, let alone know you." Someone praised.
Her man is good, how can she be unhappy?
Feng Qingchen admitted his mistake very readily. When he mentioned the emperor's great favor, Feng Qingchen specially looked at the Nine Emperors Uncle...
No surprise, this seemingly thick-skinned man's ears turned red, and his expression became more and more uncomfortable...
Hahaha... Feng Qingchen couldn't help but laugh and endure the pain...
A message to readers: Sorry, I was busy looking for editors and technical skills in the morning, so I wrote a little late... I will try to write two more chapters before three o'clock.