Chapter 243: The Ideal Wind and Thunder

If you want to say that the oldest person in Longmen County is now, it must be Lao Jiangtou in the gatehouse. Since he was seventeen years old, his uncle found someone to bring him into the county government as a chore. Until now, he is 68 years old and has not returned home to retire. For fifty-years, Lao Jiangtou has to go in and out of the yamen several times every day.

Fifty-one is indeed a long time. How many years has the National Dynasty been since its establishment? In the past 51 years, Lao Jiang has no idea how many county magistrates have changed like a lantern in this county government office that has been renovated three times. His position is too low, and many county magistrates have not even said a word to him.

What Lao Jiang remembered was that in the past fifty years, this yamen was like the Longmen County town outside the yamen. Except for the more people and the more powerful Ximan, everything had no change. Although people changed one after another, the lazy people were always lazy, and those who were scattered were always scattered. Just like in the city, the dirty things were always dirty, and the broken things were always broken. Although the sun rose and fell day by day, the yamen and the city seemed to be nailed to death by something.

Perhaps because of hereditary reasons, Lao Jiangtou's mouth was also very broken when he was young. After Sanya returned home, he liked to talk to the whole family about the things he saw in the yamen, but gradually he talked less and less when he returned home. This was not a bad habit of silence, and there was really nothing to say. Old news had been said repeatedly several times, but there was nothing new at all. Back and forth, it was repeated. Lao Jiangtou felt that it was bland and boring.

After many years of such days, the Jiang family's mother, who was also as hard-bodied, didn't remember this problem when a man was young. But over the past few days, the old man has really found the feeling of not long after his wedding when he was young. As long as the man came back, he could never stop his mouth. Older people were so quiet. In less than three or five days, the unbearable Jiang family's mother not only got tired of the man, but also hated Tangxian Zun, who was now accused of being accused of being a Tangxian Zun.

It's such a confusion. After sitting in the county government for a long time, he made so many different movements from before. He made the old man crazy like an old hen on Chun'er's heart. He kept saying, "Tell me," and saying! After all, every day, he couldn't leave the county master. What did Lord Tang do? As a result, the county government's east courtyard and the west courtyard were all right, and the Longmen County was not guaranteed to do whatever he wanted.

You said, is this the magistrate of Tang County who harmed people? If it weren't for him, how could the old man be so crazy when he was almost seventy years old? If it were to say that the men above were the same, why did he send such a person to make trouble and make no peace again?

Just as the Jiang family was sitting on the couch while putting the soles of the shoes in their arms, they heard the sound of the small door outside. While the footsteps that had been heard for decades, the muttering sound came in even earlier than others. "Old woman, I tell you, it's amazing, Tang County Zun is really amazing. Do you know who I will meet in the afternoon and I can't even think about it, and your old woman will never guess it for the rest of her life..."

When he heard this, the Jiang family felt annoyance and couldn't help but rush up. He didn't care whether he had eaten or not? The more he ate, the more he said. He kicked his shoes on his feet and put his needlework on his hands. He pulled off his clothes and laid his bedding on the couch without taking off his clothes. His face was facing the inner wall, and his eyes were closed tightly. He let the old man in his mouth push and shout, but he didn't open his eyes.

The trick I used for decades was very good. The old man's voice gradually disappeared, and then I heard a series of footsteps, and the room was completely cleaned.

Mrs. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief at first. After so many noises, she finally didn't suffer any more. But as the quiet time gradually grew longer, she felt empty in her heart, and then she was like a little bug crawling, and she was born with a bunch of thatched grass and couldn't lie down. After all, the old man was so old that he was all relying on a bowl of rice when he was old. He didn't like a strong young man who carried three taels of food everywhere he went, and he was hungry for half a day... Another thing was that the footsteps were a bit wrong when he went out just now...

As the woman had grown grass in her heart, she couldn't lie down anymore. She lifted the bedding and walked to the door gently to see what the old man was doing.

Seeing this, Mrs. Jiang was really amused and crying. The dead man was holding the bowl of tares and squatting at the chicken coop at the door. While scattering tares into it, he lowered his voice and muttered to it, "Grandpa, that Xi Man is really Tu Yezhuo..."

Seeing this scene, Mrs. Jiang had nothing to say to the old man. She only hoped that the Master Tang, who was sitting in the county government, would be able to calm down for two days, but she must not make any more noise.

People’s calculations are not as good as God’s calculations. Not to mention two days, Mrs. Jiang’s expectations were gone the next morning. The Longmen County Government, which had been idle for decades, had been completely crazy since that morning - she was busy.

Needless to say, the west courtyard where the tolers were, contacted Tian Chengjun, led them to see the marked hillside, counted the farm tools they had collected before, and arranged the blacksmith's work... Almost none of these things was relaxed. The sound of shouting and screaming in the whole yard started to sound from the front of the yamen. Until now, not only did they have no intention of stopping, but they became more and more lively. The tolerates entering and leaving were jogging with their waist knife like a lantern, especially the general manager Qian Sancai had several people following him wherever he went. Seeing that he was like that, he wanted to snatch a knife and chop him three and a half.

This is the case in the West Courtyard, and there is still a lot of noise here. No one can see any idle person in the office room of a household. The final draft of the notices that had been personally approved by the county master are now being copied in ten or hundreds of copies. After the copying of the people they are responsible for, the civil servants took them to stamp the county government seal without waiting for it to be completely exhausted. Then they gathered together to listen to the instructions of the recorded officers and military officials. After this step, the selected civil servants picked up their early morning and went to the stable to pick up horses. Then

He rushed out of the city and rushed to the bottom of the street. During this period, he forgot something and came back to ask for cleaning up. Some left-behind civil servants came in and out to count the number of blacksmiths and work arrangements. Some people were holding books to register for Tian Chengjun's land. You squeezed me and I chased you. At this time, who still has time to meet and say hello or something. Everyone was a chore, and his head was rushing. It was like a butterfly in his head. It made the Longmen County Government, which had been deserted for decades, and it made the scene full of vitality and busyness.

The unprecedented busy scene at the yamen gate not only made Lao Jiangtou excited, but the pedestrians passing by on the street were also confused by the situation. It was really rare. What happened? The ants in the yamen were busy moving like this? More and more people stopped and watched, and more and more people were talking about it. Although everyone was not sure what the reason was, they all knew that something must have happened again.

And this major event is probably related to the county magistrate.

The busyness of the county government was like a stone smashing into the water. When there was no big movement in the calm water surface, there was already a rush of air flow and the water waves were turbulent. As the civil servants who went to various places were in place one by one, the city people were still guessing what the county master was going to do, the village households in the countryside of Longmen were already in trouble.

Since the drought this year destroyed the last bit of hope in the fields, this is the first time that the farmer has been in a cold world. Men, women, old people, and middle-aged people have been brought in without exception. Every door is restless and discussing. No matter how cold the weather is, the crooked neck trees in the open air are always full of people. Everyone is listening to others and can't wait to ask questions. The center of the nest is without exception. The farming experts and carpenters who were invited by the county master a few days ago.

This matter is really important, so it has brought the fate of the whole family into the lifelong fate. The county magistrate asked everyone to go to a place not far from the county town to repair the ladder field. This field not only provides a flat soil and water conservation, but also maintains moisture and fertilizer. In addition, an elevated water truck is also built on each slope. Even if there is no such thing as a river, a large pond for storing water will be arranged to be dug, and there will be no fear in the future when there is a drought.

Is this good? OK, it is indeed good! What's better is that the food was given to the county government during the construction of the fields this time, but the land repaired was obtained by itself. In addition to taking out one acre per ten acre as an elevated water truck and other expenses in the county government, the rest of the farmhouses who have no levy are all subject to the work. The more land they do, the more land they have. For the farmhouses, can there be something better in the world than this?

But the more this happens, the less people dare to believe it. Although the yamen proclamation stamped with a big red mark has been posted in black and white, and even though the yamen’s legs have been broken and his mouth has been explained clearly, the village households are even more unsure. Not to mention whether the ladder field is really good or not, what makes people even more unbelievable is that the yamen can really do such a thing?

That's the yamen, what about the yamen!

At such a moment, the people who were invited by the county master a few days ago have become the most popular hot cakes. Almost every farmhousekeeper who was in a hurry was asking them for advice, is the real thing in the ladder field? What kind of person is the county magistrate? Can you keep your words true?

This is how Li Nong's house was crowded. At the beginning, he asked the house to receive the house one by one. Later, there were too many people and couldn't stand there. He didn't have the energy to repeat the words he had said over and over again. He simply waved his hand, regardless of whether it was cold or not. Anyway, these people are so hot that they can't feel cold at all, so they simply took them all to the crooked tree where the villagers gathered in daily life and talked uniformly.

Looking at the gathering of the neighboring villages in the village below, the eager eyes of these people when they looked at him, although Li Nong was already so tired, facing such neighbors, thinking about the flat terraces, and thinking about everything that the county magistrate Tang did when he went to the last time, Li Nong suddenly grew a lot of energy in his body.

Of course, the ladder field is real. Not only have I seen it with my own eyes, but I also repaired it with others. It was really a good land that I had never seen in my life... When it comes to the land, Li Nong couldn't help but be excited and moved.

The people of the village do not believe what the toll and the clerks said, and dare not believe what they said in the black and white official documents. However, they believe what Li Nong said, not only because everyone is a well-known fellow in the hometown, but more importantly, Li Nong is trustworthy over the past few decades. Anyone who can become a farmer is mostly real people. The land is too real, and it is necessary to eat as much as you sweat. If you really can't do any work with it, it's not true that people can't do anything in the fields so well.

Although people usually talk little, they say something that can be ruined by the ground. It is trustworthy and trustworthy!

The ladder is real. As for whether the yamen talks, Li Nong, who has lived for most of his life, did not say anything big, but just told everything he experienced in Liuguan Village as always. The county magistrate Mr. Tang is also a farmer and is not an outsider in the field! I don’t know anything else, at least when I was talking to them, Mr. Tang did say one thing, two things, and he would definitely do it as long as he agreed.

When Li Nong talked about his trip to Liuguan Village, many villagers opened their mouths when they heard this. Grandpa, sitting in the big yamen, he thought about when he could eat fried fruits every day. The county magistrate even farmed! In addition to being surprised, the Master Tang in Li Nong's mouth didn't feel that it was so far away.

After Li Nong finished speaking, the first question the merchants below asked him was: "Then will you go?"

"Go", Li Nong's answer was not hesitant at all, "The merchants can plant such good land in the last season, even if they die, their eyes can be closed tightly. What else is the poor family and poor business worth cheating of the county magistrate? Even if the fields are repaired, they will not be given to me, and they will only be a long-term worker and a wheat-cooker to earn food. In this severe drought, I stay at home to rest and rest. I can save a bit of food to help my family get a famine. I have finished all the things I want to say, so you can find your own ideas." After saying what I should say, Li Nong jumped off the root of the big tree and went home. I said everything I should say, believe it or not.

The same scene was repeated in different places in Longmen countryside, and then the news was spread. After the village households inquired and heard the news that they had always been willing to believe in, they finally found a clear idea. It seems that there is really a good thing in the world that oil cakes fall from the sky, and this matter is probably reliable.

Then, one household discussed and arranged, calculated the food stored at home, and thought about how to allocate the beds in the house. If you want to talk about the situation in Longmen countryside now, the best way to summarize is two words - restlessness and longing!

Longmen Village, which is experiencing a severe drought, suddenly became restless from the desperate silence because of a county government document. It is difficult to calm down in every corner. The restless atmosphere is everywhere, and as more and more gatherings become stronger, people are longing for restlessness and more agitated because of their longing.

An ideal of a person triggers a development idea that should not have appeared in this era. A development idea is refined into an action. An action starts with a notice. This notice stirs up everyone, every household, every village, and every village in Longmen village, the greatest vital interests involved. No one can stay out of it, and no one can look at it indifferently.

Longmen Village, which has been peaceful forever, was suddenly shattered because of a person's ideal of change. This land that was in an unprecedented state of restlessness burst out with unprecedented vitality. Although their days are still difficult, and although they are still in a severe drought, the previous desperate silence has long been wiped out. Countless beautiful longings rise on a natural disaster land. This is about the longing for hope and the longing for change!

I don’t know which household started first, but the fragrance of pancakes and dry food came out, the jingling sound of regulating farm tools sounded, and the noise of shouting familiar neighbors to set off together became more and more noise. The households in the small villages were busy with this, while the landlords and wealthy households in each village were looking for people around and were busy buying more slaves.

Deaf, mute, older, cripple, damn, can you move stones, can you farm? Can you? Then I want it, too, as long as you can work!

Similarly, it was not known that the group of people from that village started to set off first, but the sound of their steps blew open the door of every household in Longmen Village like the loudest horn. The strong and not so strong but capable men who could work took the dry food, carried the bedding rolls, walked out of the house with farm tools, and after a brief and simple farewell to their wives and children, they moved their compact legs and feet on the journey.

A group of people gathered into groups, and a group of people gathered into groups. After the teams merged together, they became crowds. Each crowd was an arrow. All the arrows originally came from all directions but were now rushing in the same direction.

There is not only food, but also hope for a better life!

This is definitely the most spectacular scene since the establishment of the county seat of Longmen. Hundreds of men left their homes and went to the same direction in the cold winter. All this was just because of another man's ideal of change, just because that man's ideal also carries their hope for change.

When the strength is not yet available, ideals are just a dream, pale and faraway dreams that make people dare not even think about; but once the platform is available, ideals will show their extraordinary power, which is so great that they can gather the passion and blood of countless people into a ball, stir up wind and thunder, move mountains and land, pull down the dream that was once unattainable from the sky, and then step on it ten thousand feet!

Whether it is a hero that creates the current situation or a hero that creates the hero is not important. What is important is that only in this process can men find their true self-a true self-different from the trivial life of daily life, can they burn the innate passion and blood hidden deep in their bones, can they fight back against the thief who always likes torture, and can they be worthy of the passage of reincarnation after the lightning...

If God oppresses you

If life ravaged you

If everything around you is hitting you

Please don't give up your ideals,

Please don't forget to sweat and eat as much as you eat

Because this is your final fight back

To fight against oppression with more oppression, to fight against ravage with more ravage, to fight against the only one,
Chapter completed!