Chapter Thirty-One The Magic Stroke
I received the imperial edict of Emperor Guan Sheng in the orphan garden and went to Zichuan to write a couplet. It has been two months since Su Yang left in February, and it is already mid-April. After walking around like this, I will go home after all.
At this time, Su Yang's home was in the orphan garden.
Jinse, Chunyan, Yan Ruyu, and Sun Li are all there.
At this time, Su Yang was not rushing to go home, but walked slowly. The overwhelming rain fell from the sky. Su Yang was walking in the rain but did not wet his clothes. He walked slowly so slowly that Su Yang had to adjust his heart. Recently, many of the true tastes of the Taishang Taoist scriptures must be understood by the Tao heart. In this way, Su Yang did the nine Taoist guards in one month to adjust his thoughts, and gradually made his heart become more and more indifferent. This indifferent heart is not conducive to the harmony of couples' lives. Therefore, before returning home, Su Yang wanted to turn his mind back.
It rained heavily all night, and when the next day dawn, the ditches were full. The farmers went down to the fields with hoes in their hands. They were originally full of sorrow, but now they were all happy.
"What a rain."
"This rain came too late this year."
"No matter whether it is too late or not, there will be a harvest this year. If this rain does not fall, there will be no particles this year."
"Thank God."
When Suyang was walking in the plowing fields, he heard the farmers talking like this. Qingzhou suffered two difficulties one after another. The people were already in trouble. Many Qingzhou people had left their hometowns and went to other places. The ones they stayed here were unable to grow any food because of the drought. After this rain, they truly saw the light of life.
"It's God's kindness."
The old farmer who cultivated land said again.
Su Yang walked by. The rain in Shandong was all about Su Yang's decapitation of ghosts. The Heavenly Court remembered his virtues and forgiven the court's crime of killing the Dragon God of the Water Department. Therefore, such a rain came. Later, Shandong should be in good weather and rain, and this year should be a good harvest year.
When the people from Qingzhou come back from Jinling, they will build water conservancy and improve the fields in the future. Even if there are natural disasters, the lives of the people will not have such a big impact.
Walking slowly on the road, walking like this will always make Su Yang feel very calm. Before he knew it, Su Yang had been walking in the ridge of the mountain forest for a long time.
"Youngsheng, it just rained that day. If you don't farm at home, why are you wandering around?"
The old farmer who was working in the fields saw Su Yang walking by and shouted to Su Yang.
Su Yang came to his senses and saw that there was a small village in the deep mountains. There were more than 30 families in it, all of which were deserted, and most of the fields were abandoned. Only an old farmer here was holding a hoe in his hand and was hoeing the ground. Su Yang saw that the old farmer was in his sixties, with a gray head and a thin body, but he was still in good spirits. When he was working, he saw such an idle person as Su Yang.
“…I’m going home.”
Su Yang had never expected this, and looked at the old man's expression and explained: "My home is in the southwest, and it's still a bit far away."
It was a bit far to Yishui, and it took Su Yang at this time, at least five days to travel.
"The southwest? If you go back, you might be able to meet people from our village."
The old farmer looked at Su Yang and said, "Go back quickly. Take advantage of this rain and plant the grain. This year, many people escaped from Qingzhou, and many of the land are deserted. Look at which land is not planted, and you will plant the land. If people can come back, they can also have a bite of food. If people can't come back, you will also have more food."
Su Yang nodded.
Qingzhou encountered two disasters, and the people were suffering. Many people fled outside. Most of the people who stayed in Qingzhou were old, weak, sick and disabled, just like old farmers who were hoeing the ground. They were already in their sixties, but their faces and eyes were scared, and they were probably all dead. Now they were alone.
"Does the father-in-law work for others?"
Su Yang asked the old man.
"Um."
The old man smiled and said, "When the people in the village fled, there were also those who were unwilling to leave. Those who were unwilling to leave should stay in the village. Take care of the village and the fields, and don't let people burn it. Everyone is waiting for the place to calm down and come back." As he said, the old man hoeed the ground a few times and smiled at Su Yang, "My son, daughter, daughter-in-law, and my little grandson. It's so peaceful now that it's raining again. The people in the village should come back in more than a month. I can grow some, so that they can't get back late and can't take up the farming ground."
Su Yang pinched his fingers and sighed quietly.
People like old farmers not only stay to take care of the village, but also stay to take care of their property. When they flee, some people are afraid that they will not escape quickly enough and be implicated by their property. Because they carry their property, they are easily a match for causing trouble. Therefore, many people buried their property in one place, marked it when they left, and entrusted someone to watch it.
The old man in front of him is such a character.
But the person he was waiting for could not come back, and none of them could come back.
"You can't plant much land if you are a person like you."
Su Yang looked at the old farmer and said, "It's better to plant less, enough to eat by yourself."
The old man shook his head again and said, "There is a scalper in our village, but when they left, they took the scalper away. The scalper was very strong. On weekdays, we rely on it to plow the ground in our village. If the scalper was by my side, I wouldn't be so tired."
Instead of listening to Su Yang's advice, the old man remembered the old cow in the village.
Su Yang wanted to say it bluntly, but seeing the old man like this, he suddenly couldn't bear to expose it. Looking at the old man, he took out a magic pen and ink from his arms and asked, "Old man, tell me what the scalpers in the village look like, I'll draw one for you."
Ma Liang paints for the poor, so can I, Su Yang.
The old man saw Su Yang take out his brush and ink, laughed and said, "What's wrong? The painting you made can still come true." Having said that, the old man put down his hoe and walked to Su Yang. The two of them sat on the ground on a big stone. Then the old man told Su Yang about the scalpers in the village and the affairs in the village.
"The horns of the scalper in our village were broken. I didn't think about this horn and broke it. I remember it very clearly. This is the case with that section..."
The old farmer was talking, and Su Yang used a brush to draw on the stone first. If there were any deviations, listen to the old farmer's description. This old farmer also had to escape because the people in the village fled and rarely talked to people. At this time, when he met someone like Su Yang who could speak, he started talking, and he couldn't help but talk a lot.
For example, there were originally 135 people in the village, but there were five people left in the village. When Zhang Yuanyi came here, some of them were killed by officers and soldiers. Later, bandits came to the village and robbed the village's food. Not long ago, two more people ate goose meat they got from somewhere. They got sick and did not survive.
Su Yang took a magic pen to describe the scalpers that the old man said. If he had any doubts, he would ask the old man first, and then he started writing. At the same time, he also said to the old man: "I think that people in your village may settle down outside. I heard that there is a garden for orphans in Yishui, which is specifically designed to accommodate homeless people. If people arrive at the garden for orphans, they will not want to go home. If they don't come back when the harvest is finished, they must be living there."
In the depiction of Su Yang's magic pen, the scalper gradually showed the whole picture. The old man looked at the scalper very vividly and was very happy. He just listened to Su Yang's words and did not agree, and said, "How dare I not want him?"
"Now there are many unfilial people in the world."
Although Su Yang was talking, his hands were not slow at all. He said, "When I was in Qingzhou City, I saw an official with a wealthy family and threw his mother on the street. The mother was so thin that she was skinny and bones. She threw it out the first day and froze to death the next day. When I was in Qinyou, I met someone. His son was not a thing. He almost beat his father to death... What's the point of your son not wanting you? A thousand miles away, there are things, and there are bandits on the road. You can just be well."
Su Yang put away his magic pen and looked at the scalpers painted on the stone slab. The old farmer nodded repeatedly after seeing the scalpers and said, "This scalper is really the same as the ones in our village."
Su Yang then put away his magic pen and reached into the stone. In the eyes of the old farmer, Su Yang's hand entered the stone as if it had become a painting. This turned into a painting hand holding the cow in the painting. When he pulled it outside, the cow jumped out of the stone, shook his body, stood in front of the old man, narrowed his eyes, first stuck out his tongue, then rolled his tongue, and ate it towards the grass on the ground.
This body and expression are the same as what the old farmer said.
"A god."
At this time, the cow jumped out of the painting. The old farmer hurriedly saluted Su Yang, but Su Yang reached out to help him without letting him kneel down.
"This cow is the same as the one in your village."
Su Yang handed the rope to the old man and said, "With this cow, you can be much easier. You don't have to plant so many fields. Just eat and drink by yourself. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I think you have some wealth and fortune. When the Chinese New Year is over, no one in the village has come back, so you can bring the money and cow into the city."
Borrowing the identity of a "god", Su Yang persuaded the old man again.
The old man held the cow in his hand, and looked at the scalper as if he had seen his relatives. After listening to Su Yang's advice, he lowered his hands and said, "You told me not to worry about them. How could I rest assured? Yesterday I dreamed that I dreamed of the people in the village, and I don't know what happened to them. I kept crying on the other side of the river. I thought I could not get through..."
Su Yang was speechless and took out a pot of medicinal wine from the Bagua bag, hung it on the horns of the cow, turned his head and headed towards the southwest.
Chapter completed!