commoner scholar

Winter goes to spring and it seems like years flow by.It has been five years since Ling Yun came here, and he found that the language here is somewhat similar to modern times.

But in the end, I still haven't figured out which dynasty in history this is. I only heard that my grandfather Ling Dashan mentioned the Dagan Dynasty and Tianwu Ten Years in bits and pieces, and he never got specific.

Guangping Village, Lingshan County, Anzhou County, this is where Lingyun is now.Guangping Village is a good place surrounded by mountains and rivers. There are more than 40 families and more than 300 people in the village.

The area here is remote. According to the weather changes, it should be in the south. The specifics can only be inquired in detail later.

Guangping Village does not live with the same surname, but the four surnames of Zhou, Zhao, Ling and Li live together, and they all moved from other places.It is said that his family settled here because more than [-] years ago, the Central Plains suffered a once-in-a-century flood.

This natural disaster directly led to the devouring of good fields, the collapse of houses, and the submersion of most of the people and livestock.

After the flood, a large number of refugees appeared. The imperial court took timely disaster relief measures, notified the nearby government to open warehouses for disaster relief, and encouraged large families to donate food.

If the victims did not leave the place of household registration, the imperial court would give them rations according to the registered population, and for those who left, the government would directly distribute gruel to the victims, with two meals a day.

Whether it is rations or porridge, there is very little, and it is only guaranteed not to die of hunger.

Although the imperial government allocated food for disaster relief, it was difficult to reach the victims as scheduled, and often a tenth of it was already very good. Compared with the huge number of victims, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

The officials kept their private pockets full, and the allocated grain was sold at a high price by officials at all levels, and a very small part was mixed with sand to make clear soup for the victims to eat.The imperial court would not ask where the food went, because the officials would say that it was all given to the victims, and they could not be found after investigation, causing a large number of victims to starve to death.

Relief for the victims is a hard work, but in the end it becomes a fat job for the officials. Whoever goes to help the victims will gain both fame and fortune, and it is only the common people who suffer!

When the grandfather said this, his eyes were a little wet and he was a little choked up.Because the flood directly caused him to be separated from his relatives.

He followed the refugees to the south and ate everything that could be eaten on the way, the fish in the river, the beasts in the forest, and the birds in the sky.Until the grandfather, who couldn't find anything to satisfy his hunger, began to gnaw the bark, and when the bark was gone, he began to eat Guanyin soil.

After going through untold hardships, they finally reached the Jiangnan area, which was not affected by natural disasters.In this way, he begged for food while walking, crossing cities and villages, going from house to house, and sleeping in the open in the mountains.

Every time he knocked on a door, it was a test for him.Because people who face him are often blank-eyed and sneering. To him, knocking on that door means insulting, but not knocking on that door will starve to death.

Grandfather later heard people say that the flood not only caused famine, but also rebellion.In this dynasty where the imperial power did not come down to the county, the people who survived the flood had no food and no shelter. Under natural disasters and man-made disasters, they began to rob the richer families in the area.

No matter how much food a rich family has, it is impossible to satisfy this huge group of refugees. The hungry people who have not been able to satisfy their hunger for a long time have to rise up and directly rob the local government's granary to save themselves.

There is often only one consequence of peasant uprisings, and that is to be ruthlessly suppressed.

After the hungry people revolted, they quickly occupied small towns. Following the greed of the leaders of the rebel army, they were not satisfied with filling their stomachs, and led the rebel army to attack cities and villages one after another.

Faced with successive victories in small towns, they got carried away and began to attack the big city, but the rebel army without large siege equipment couldn't even break through the gate of the big city, let alone occupy it.

When the imperial court reacted, it quickly dispatched military rations and sent a large army to suppress it. The uprising armies everywhere were ruthlessly wiped out, and some good people were even killed as military exploits.

Taking advantage of the civil strife in the Daqian Dynasty, the Huns in the north, who were already eyeing it, decisively sent troops and took the opportunity to occupy the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun.The sixteen prefectures of Yanyun were originally the northern barrier of the Central Plains Dynasty. The terrain is dangerous, with high mountains and steep mountains, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The loss of the northern barrier of Yanyun Sixteen States directly led to the naked exposure of the Central Plains to the iron cavalry of the northern Huns.

The Central Plains Dynasty seemed to be choked by someone, and was harassed and plundered by the cavalry sent by the Huns from time to time, which caused the hearts of the people on the border to be scattered, and the court was forced to embark on the road of peace.

This time the flood directly ruined the dynasty that had a prosperous culture and a strong national power.

The new emperor has been on the throne for ten years, and he has tried his best to govern, but he has not been able to restore the original prosperity, but only recovered a little vitality.

After the rebellion subsided, the debilitated imperial court began to encourage the people to open up wasteland and settle in Linshan County, and there were preferential conditions, such as tax exemption for three years.

Grandfather also responded to the court's call and settled down directly in the newly established Guangping Village.

After my grandfather settled down in the local area, he slowly went through a series of house building, land reclamation, and land purchase. His life was very tight. Thanks to the new policy of the dynasty, which encourages farming and mulberry, light corvee and low taxes, and relying on his own craftsmanship, Life is barely passable.

"Shiro, Shiro, come out for dinner!" A hurried voice sounded, and Yang's shout came from his ear.

"Oh, mother, I'm here." Ling Yun was lying on the straw pile basking in the sun, and when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, he heard Yang Yumei's voice calling him.

He slowly rolled over from the grass pile and trot towards his mother with his short legs.I can't blame him for his slow movements. When he was just born, his whole body was in pain, and the feeling of a splitting headache was unforgettable.

After he was born, he found his body weak more than once. In summer, he was too stuffy and prone to fever, and in winter, he would get chills with a little cool breeze.

Because of his poor health, he had several fevers and nearly died. Even though he tried his best to take care of his health, after all, his family was so poor that he couldn’t afford the most common medicines. Fortunately, his grandfather begged his grandpa to sue his grandma for borrowing money to save him. Down.

After all, he has a soul in his twenties, and he eats very well, whether it is milk or medicine, he can swallow it without fail, and usually weeps a few times weakly, pretending to be a baby.

Also due to premature birth, the four-year-old's body is weaker than his sister who is two years younger. After all, he is the only child of Lao Ling's family, so that his family can't wait to put him in the house.

Ling Yun, who was a little older, always had a way to sneak out every time. If things went on like this, the family knew they couldn't keep him shut, so they had to let the eldest baby follow him every time he went out.

Ever since he realized his fragility, Ling Yun has been extra cautious every time he walks, and secretly thinking in his heart that when he gets a little older, he must exercise his body well.

When Yang Yumei saw Ling Yun's person, she breathed a sigh of relief, trotted up quickly, hugged him as soon as she got close, and patted the dust on his body: "Where did you go, your sisters also Didn’t you see it? Just now I saw Wuwa crying and wanting to play with you!”

Ling Yun rolled his eyes. After all, he is an adult soul, and he is really not interested in playing house games with a group of little ghosts.

Especially his younger sister, who is two years younger, often likes to cling to him with her nose dragging, following him wherever he goes, like the kind that can't be shaken off even if you shake it quickly.

"The room was a bit stuffy, so I lay down in the haystack under the tree and fell asleep accidentally." Lying in Yang's arms, Ling Yun hugged Yang's neck habitually, and replied softly.

In the previous life, the child brought up by the grandmother did not know the taste of mother's love, but in this life, he has the opportunity to experience it.

Yang Yumei is gentle and patient, and facing Ling Yun fully reflects the brilliance of motherhood. Maybe it's because her mental age follows her physical age, or maybe it's because of her desire for maternal love. At this moment, Ling Yun is acting like a four-year-old child to her mother.

Listening to her son's soft and immature voice, Yang Yumei felt her heart melt. The most beautiful voice in the world is her own child's voice.

What's more, it was a boy she had worked so hard to give birth to, so she just felt that it was rare no matter how you looked at it, and she didn't care about other reasons.

She gently touched the marks on Ling Yun's face on the haystack, lowered her eyebrows slightly, and said with concern with a smile: "Look at the marks all over your face, if you lie down on the haystack again in the future, Tell Dawa to use a piece of cloth as a pad, okay? Otherwise, it will be hard to please the wife if you shave your face."

"Okay, I'll listen to my mother." Ling Yun smiled and looked at the smirking mother, and agreed very readily.

Yang Yumei then tapped Ling Yun's forehead, and shook her head with a smile. She didn't know who this son followed, and he behaved completely differently from his peers since he was a child.

Usually I don’t cry or fuss, I cry when I’m hungry, I cry when I’m in a hurry to urinate, and I never complain when I take medicine when I’m sick.

Ever since he was able to walk independently, he loves cleanliness, and often likes to be in a daze, and he doesn't know what is going on in his little head.

Yang Yumei carried Ling Yun into the kitchen, and the eldest child was already preparing meals. When she saw her mother carrying her younger brother in, she smiled sweetly and said, "Si Lang, you are back, you can eat after washing your hands." La."

"Sister, sister's cooking is delicious." Ling Yun responded with a childish smile to the eldest sister, who couldn't help but smile when her younger brother praised her, and her face was full of joy.

"Oh, my little grandson, did you run out to play today?" Ling Yun, who was about to wash his hands, heard his grandfather's familiar voice.

"Grandpa, are you back?" Ling Yun exclaimed in surprise, and trotted close to Ling Dashan, holding his trousers with his little hand.

The latter patted the dirt on his body, with a smile on his face, he quickly picked up Ling Yun, then lowered his head and put his forehead on Ling Yun's forehead and asked softly: "Little grandson, are you good today?"

"Yes, yes, grandson is so good." Ling Yun nodded quickly, as if asking for credit.Seeing people behind, Ling Yun greeted them one by one, "Grandma, Dad, you are back."

The two people who heard the voice looked over at the same time, and seeing that it was Ling Yun, Mrs. Liang clapped her hands with joy and came to Ling Yun in a blink of an eye, gently stroking Ling Yun's head, Ling Daren was directly blocked behind.

"You old guy, you smell of mud and sweat all over your body, you dare to hold my grandson on your body, don't put it down quickly, if you make my grandson dirty, let's see if he will kiss you in the future."

Grandmother Liang gently dragged Ling Yun out of Ling Dashan's arms, then pushed Ling Dashan away with a look of disgust, turned her head and asked softly.

"Good grandson, did the elder sister make egg custard for you this morning?"

"Eat, eat and be full."

Ling Yun patted his belly and nodded. An egg porridge in the morning is his main source of nutrition in this world, and he is reluctant to waste it.

"You old woman, you don't look much cleaner than me. You know how to scold me in front of your good grandson. I can see through your small thoughts at a glance. Take your hands away quickly. Don't let such rough hands touch me. Good grandson's face is shaved."

Grandfather Ling Dashan looked at Yang with dissatisfaction, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.