Jiangping County
With the establishment of Daxu, the world gradually became peaceful, and the government began to build roads and canals. This official road was one of the latest achievements of the county magistrate.
There are large wheat fields on both sides of the official road. Winter wheat has been planted and even sprouted. From a distance, farmers in twos and threes can be seen cultivating among them.
"Glory to the ancestors, return home in glorious robes!"
Not long after noon, there was an ox cart on the road. The driver was driving in front of him with a smile on his face. He could carry the newly promoted Master Jieyuan, but it was a matter of great honor. Mr. Chen sat on the side of the driver. , responded to Pei Ziyun’s words.
Near the village, Chen Yuan quickly asked the groom to stop the car, opened the curtain, pointed to a field outside and said to Pei Ziyun: "Sir, the fertile fields outside are all yours. Although the fields are not being cultivated, they are still yours." In total, there are fifty acres, which can be rented separately."
After hearing what Mr. Chen said, Pei Ziyun got off the oxcart and saw a large stretch of fertile farmland extending from both sides of the official road. There were two seasons of rice and wheat. The first season of rice was harvested in September. It was now October, and many tenants were in the fields. The ground is busy.
The water in the fields had been drained long ago, and after half a month of sunshine, the tenants were hoeing the fields and planting winter wheat.
"Sir, I bought the field a little late, but it can be replanted, so it's not much different."
“There are still some that can be planted with rapeseed.”
A tenant dug up the ground with a hoe and scattered the large clods of soil. The tenant had already hoeed less than half of the field.
Seeing Mr. Chen, these tenants all said hello as they passed by. Mr. Chen Zhang Luo bought these lands, and it is said that he has a relationship with the Pei family.
In the minds of these tenants, the Pei family is extraordinary. Their ancestors were officials in the previous dynasty. In this dynasty, they were awarded the title of scholar, and then they were elected. They are really not ordinary people.
The farmer said hello, and Chen Yuan said hurriedly: "You guys, come and see Mr. Pei. Mr. Pei has just returned from studying Yuan in the state capital, and he won't stay in the fields too long."
Hearing this, the tenant who was saying hello was shocked. He took a sneak peek and saw the 17 or 18-year-old young man in front of him, with a majestic look on his eyebrows. He turned out to be Mr. Pei, the Juren. He couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly called people and shouted that he was busy. The tenants came.
Pei Ziyun just wanted to stop him, but after thinking about it, he couldn't change many things in this world, so he had to follow. If he didn't let him see him, someone might have other ideas.
"I've met the master."
After a while, tenants gathered to pay their respects. Pei Ziyun glanced at them and saw that they all seemed to be honest people. There were twenty households, and they all accepted the courtesy.
Mr. Chen looked at it with envy, and then said: "The tenants are connected to the wasteland, but there is no time to cultivate the wasteland. We can only cultivate it now, use water trucks to divert water, dig small canals, and plant rice next year!"
Officer Chen pointed and saw people working along the river, but it was a water wheel being built. Pei Ziyun was surprised: "It was installed so quickly?"
"Sir, the imperial court originally wanted to promote waterwheels, but they are expensive and cost hundreds of taels of silver. Not many companies can buy them, so we have them in stock. As soon as we told them, they were shipped and installed on the same day."
Pei Ziyun looked carefully and saw that the waterwheel was 15 meters high. The axle supported wooden spokes, and each spoke had a scraper and water bucket at the top.
The river flows through, slowly turning the spokes, and each bucket is filled with river water and lifted up, tilted at the top, and the water is poured into the aqueduct and flows to the irrigated farmland.
There are still temporary workers digging ditches.
“How much irrigation can this water tanker do?”
"Sir, there are three sizes of waterwheels: large, medium and small. The big waterwheel can irrigate six to seven hundred acres of farmland, the small one can also irrigate one to two hundred acres. This is the medium size, which can irrigate four to five hundred acres."
"What a neat job!" At this time, Pei Ziyun couldn't help but admire the talent of Mr. Chen. In fact, it was understandable that in the official world, although Da Xu did not despise businessmen that much, a mere picker could become a millionaire in ten years. , one can imagine how difficult it is, and must have some talent - but unfortunately, he didn't know the basics, and as a result, he was imprisoned in his previous life, and had to work hard for ten years to marry someone.
Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of firecrackers. When I saw it, the village chief, village chief, and tribesmen all came to greet me. They just paid it back. In front of me was a dark-skinned person, but he was on patrol.
"How dare you greet me as an adult if you don't dare?" Everyone else kowtowed and saluted. Pei Ziyun was already in his prime and had to accept it, but this person was surprised.
"How dare you call Mr. Yuan Yuan your lord?" The originally stern inspection was all smiles. This inspection was also a coincidence. Hearing that Pei Ziyun had been selected as the Juren, he led people to inspect Woniu Village, so that they could have good relations. At the beginning of the new dynasty, Li, Pei Ziyun is young. As long as he is willing to study, he might be able to win the Jinshi in the next term. How can he not be treated well now
If you take ten thousand steps back, even if you fail to pass the Jinshi exam, Jieyuan can always replace him with an official position. He will immediately start from the ninth rank. Although they all have the same rank, his future can at least be the county magistrate. He can fill up the position of a ninth-rank county captain. It has reached its peak.
At that moment, they were polite to each other. One adult and the other Xie Yuangong smiled at each other. Cao San, who was following behind him, had been promoted one level and was considered a military official, but he couldn't even raise his head. male."
"We are all fellow villagers, get up!" Pei Ziyun helped the village chief up again.
"Sir, the clan ancestral hall has been built. Please open it by offering incense." The third uncle of the tribe said that the Pei family's ancestral hall was destroyed in the war, and his family had to move here.
People who left their hometown were humble, but they were lucky to have such a great talent as Pei Ziyun. He was elected as a candidate. Rebuilding the clan temple was equivalent to re-establishing the foundation. At this moment, many Pei family members shed tears.
"This is a big deal, just go ahead and go, Mr. Jie Yuangong." The patrol inspector was very considerate.
Everyone flocked to Pei Ziyun and headed towards the ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was not far from Woniu Village. The Black Wind Bandits had been cleared away, and it was okay to build it outside the village now.
I had a Feng Shui master come over to see this ancestral hall. I chose this place and found out the ins and outs of the place. Then I decided on the location. When I got close to the ancestral hall, the ancestral hall had been completed. The outer wall was whitewashed with tiles on the wall. There were two stands in front of the door. A small stone lion, which the scholar Pei Ziyun could barely use, is now suitable for lifting people. It stands in front of the door, quite majestic.
The village chief of Woniu Village looked a little envious.
As I got closer, I saw that the door was made of stone. Stone carving was expensive and time-consuming. It was only because Pei Ziyun left a sum of money before he left that it was used.
There are two red-painted doors, and a plaque on the door reads "Pei Family Ancestral Hall".
The inspector and the village chief escorted him to the entrance of the ancestral hall but did not enter. They sat down at a table at the door. This was the Pei family's business and it was not allowed for outsiders to get involved.
"Mother!" Pei Qian ordered people to set up a table in front of the gate. At this time, Pei Ziyun stepped forward and knelt down: "My son is back."
"My son is back, and he is back with Jieyuan." Because he was selected as a scholar last time, he didn't cry in public this time. Pei Qian wiped his eyes and said, "Send your father to the temple!"
"Yes!" Pei Ziyun took his father's spiritual tablet, waved his hand, and heard bursts of firecrackers. The door of the ancestral hall gradually opened. Except for Pei Ziyun, every household behind had their spiritual tablet carved according to their family tree.
"Send to the ancestral hall!" someone shouted.
The Pei family followed Pei Ziyun into the ancestral hall. Pei Ziyun's father was placed on the altar, and other spiritual tablets were placed on one side.
"Place incense!" Pei Ziyun took the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.
"Three obeisances!" The clan members saluted together, and the smoke lingered upwards, adding a bit of mystery. Then the third uncle read the sacrificial inscriptions in the ancestral hall, telling the ancestors that Pei Ziyun had won the title of Juren.
Pei Ziyun seemed to have changed. The plum blossoms vibrated slightly, but disappeared. Pei Ziyun thought to himself: "According to the memory and knowledge of the original owner, rebuild the ancestral hall to worship, and then form a mansion in the underworld for the ancestors to live, but it turns out that Pei Ziyun The family ancestral hall was damaged by the war and is now being rebuilt. Should it be rebuilt on the same site or moved to a new location?"
After thinking about it, I burst out laughing.
After the sacrifice ceremony was over, the third uncle said: "The family culture has also been established."
As he said that, he led him to see that the ancestral hall was separated from the surrounding clan school, and the door was closed on weekdays. When he got closer to the clan school, he saw that there was a classroom.
The gentleman who was invited seemed to be a fifty-year-old boy. He was too old and had no hope of success. He was teaching students in the wing. Hearing the sound of firecrackers outside, he suddenly felt a little sad.
Several children from the Pei family were shaking their heads while reading, but their eyes couldn't help but look outside. When the old boy saw it, he didn't hit him with a ruler as usual, but only used the ruler to intimidate some of the things that went too far. one time.
On weekdays, this old boy often used a ruler to punish him. At this time, these naughty boys were taught a lesson, sat down obediently, and pretended to recite.
At this time, the crowd came over, and Old Tongsheng stood up in surprise: "I have seen Mr. Xie Yuangong."
Pei Ziyun quickly stood up, looked around, and said: "The clan school has just been established, the conditions are simple, but I am tired of you, sir, and I have no respect for you. I would like to give you five taels of congratulations. Please keep it, sir, and I can understand a little bit." two."
This one was fifty taels of silver, and the fine silver was shining. Old Tongsheng quickly declined: "I have already collected the library fee, how can I charge it again?"
Pei Ziyun said: "As a student of this clan, you should give me more advice in the future. This is natural. If you do this, you are out of touch!"
After refusing for a while, the old boy accepted the money and thanked him, but his mood was complicated, happy and sad at the same time. He had struggled all his life but could not find a scholar. This boy had already won Jieyuan at the age of fifteen. Why is the gap so big? Woolen cloth
Outside the ancestral hall, at the tea table, the inspector and the village chief were talking to each other. The inspector praised: "The Pei family has the support of their ancestors. From the previous dynasty to this day, they have encountered disasters and their family fortunes have fallen into decline. But now, they have never thought about it. After leaving this Xie Yuangong, he returned to his hometown in glorious clothes, and I was envious even when I was doing inspections."
The village chief also continued: "Yes, the Pei family really has smoke coming out of their ancestral graves. They came out to understand the Yuan Dynasty. If at some point, the Zhang family in Woniu Village can also have a candidate, it will be a glorious ancestor."
When the inspector heard this, he secretly cursed in his heart, "How can you, a poor and unruly man from a poor mountain, be able to succeed? You must know that the Pei family has been a scholarly family for generations."
The village chief secretly sighed in his heart. At that time, he had no intention of dedicating his childhood sweetheart to Pei Juren. How could he be in this situation today? It turned out that Pei Ziyun was just a scholar. He didn't realize that now that he had won the title of Juren, he would not be able to take care of many things in this lifetime. The gap is just Big.
(End of chapter)