"The public land still needs to go. How can I not go? In addition to the public land work, every forty families also needs to produce one horse and three cows as chariots and ox carts during war. This also requires mowing grass and drying grass to raise these cattle and horses. If the office wants to repair houses and consolidate the city walls, it will be necessary to go."

"When we fight, we follow the chariots. In the slack season, we have to practice martial arts, recognize our own chariots, and follow us. If we fight, we have to carry our own food. If we win, we will be rewarded with noble men, but we don't have ours."

"Those nobles and sons have their own fields and their own subordinates. Our land belongs to the king and only work on the king's public fields."

He nodded calmly and asked a few more questions.

I originally thought these people were free and feudal peasants, but now I say this, they are obviously feudal serfs.

Freer than slaves, but strictly bound to the land; unlike slaves, they have nothing, they have their own family and tools to do side jobs, but they are forbidden to escape - the so-called death and no one can leave their hometown.

The era of rituals and music breaking down means that the serfdom in the well field begins to collapse; the initial tax on a mu means that physical land rent begins to replace labor land rent.

Now, when the old and new relationships are between the old and the kings choose to double exploitation.

The lords of the serfs in the well field were retained and recruited soldiers, and they also began to collect physical land rent.

If you don’t do this yourself or others do this, you will destroy the country and sacrifice.

Therefore, the king knew that benevolent politics was good, but no one needed it.

The division of countries and struggle for power in troubled times, and benevolent politics are just delusions.

In other words, whether it is the Zhou Li or the Jingtian, these are all rules.

The observance of rules does not depend on human self-cultivation, but on the power to maintain such rules and a force that can punish those who do not abide by rules.

But no one in the world can do this now.

The Qin State, which later achieved unified rules, was still lying in the western front and was still a partner of sympathy for the Mo family - the weak chicken who was insulted and damaged.

"How much can everyone have left at home every year?"

Shi asked another question.

Speaking of this, someone sighed, "Where is how many left?"

"A liter of salt costs three small money, and a stone of corn costs only twenty yuan. I have a native dog at home. If it is sold in winter, it can be sold for a hundred yuan. If it is sold in a pound, it costs one or two small money per catty, let alone linen cloth. Fortunately, the wife is skillful and she can wear it by spinning the hemp. In her spare time, the whole family can exchange for a few dollars to buy salt. They have to leave it for the time when the year is not good, how dare the nobles borrow money, and they can't even pay back the profits..."

When talking about these things, everyone also felt bitter.

As expected, while responding, he secretly calculated the price level at this time and also made a rough estimate.

A family of nine people, without the conditions of recruiting military service and being in good weather, apart from the grain, salt and tax they eat, the whole family can have twenty yuan left.

The standard money used in Song State is square foot cloth, which looks very much like a shovel in agricultural tools, which is often called cloth coins.

Maybe at the beginning, it was really a kind of bronze farm tool.

Because bronze farm tools condense a lot of labor, the exchange value is very high and can even be used as general equivalents among farmers. Later, it was roughly separated and turned into money that was easy to circulate, but it still retained the original farm tools.

The square foot cloth of Song State is about twelve or three grams.

After a little calculation, taking copper as the general equivalent at this time, the general price level is five grams of copper for one kilogram of grain.

Nowadays, the price of a standard linen that is eight feet long and two and a half feet wide is about a dozen yuan. A bronze sword is calculated at 800 grams. A family of nine needs to accumulate at least five years to gather the strength of the whole family to buy one. Small beasts such as pigs and dogs cost a hundred yuan, while large livestock such as cattle and horses are unknown.

Even though life was so difficult, everyone still sighed: "The life is very good now. When I was a child, the nobles in the city fought indiscriminately and the king fled. At that time, I had to serve and guard the city, and I had no time to farm. I had not fought in the past few years, and I lived a very good life. Hey... What did you think of those princes and nobles fighting all day long? When will the world not fight?"

Shi smiled and pointed to Ma Yi on her body, saying, "How can I know that those who wear silk have to ask? The nobles are going to suffer when they fight. What is the reason?"

He quietly incited a wave of dissatisfaction, and he roughly understood the mentality of these farmers, and couldn't help but sigh again.

"I once heard that when Confucius passed by Mount Tai, he saw an old woman crying, so he walked up to ask."

It was not easy to hear a story at this time. Everyone stretched their ears. They had heard of Zhongni's reputation. After all, Zhongni's ancestors were also the younger brother of Weizi, the founding king of Song State. In addition, many of Confucius' disciples came from Song State, and everyone had heard of it.

After a while, everyone calmed down and said, "Why did that woman cry? After asking, Zhongni's disciple Zilu found out that the woman's father-in-law was bitten to death by a tiger, and the woman's husband was also bitten to death. Zhongni asked, since they were all bitten to death, why didn't they move away? The woman said, although there were tigers here, there was no harsh rule."

After hearing the story, everyone sighed: "It is terrible for tigers to eat people, but at least you can kill tigers with a spear. What should I do if you have this harsh rule?"

Shi nodded and said sadly: "I heard someone talk about "The Book of Songs" back then. There was a song called "The Rat". I can't sing it, so I read it to you. Big rats and rats have no food for my millet! I am three years old and I don't want to care about my daughter. My daughter is about to leave. My daughter is in that place. I have the pleasure of the land. I have what I have..."

When the farmers sitting around heard that they were about to leave you and were in the paradise, they all started to recite.

Shi didn't know where the ancient Wei Kingdom was in the Spring and Autumn Period, but he knew that most of the poems in "Wei Feng" were satirical and rebellious.

This is a standard oath of escape from serfs. It is estimated that the leader who led the serfs to the deserted mountains of Yezawa and sang among the people who rebelled together, and vowed to escape to the land of happiness together.

This song was sung hundreds of years ago, and the ancient Wei Dynasty may be thousands of miles away.

But the paradise in the song actually tore open the shackles of time and space, which attracted the imagination of these farmers in the Song Dynasty.

Everyone has their own paradise in their dreams.

And when everyone's misfortune is approaching, the dream looks a bit similar.

When asked what the paradise that everyone imagined was like, everyone began a simple and sad imagination.

“No war…”

"No need to work in public fields, even if there is a tithe."

"Do not collect any tithes taxes."

“There are hundreds of acres of land and a cow.”

"Even if we fight, we will give us some rewards such as land after the battle, and don't give them all to those meat eaters..."

"You can eat corn and rice every day without eating wild vegetables."

"Wear a new dress."

All kinds of dreams gathered together, and finally made these people sitting around a little drunk.

I didn't drink alcohol, but the taste of my dreams was even stronger than that of Taoyi's best wine.

Someone couldn't help asking: "The Mo family guy, where is such a paradise?"

But he kept a secret and shook his head and said, "This... Let's talk about it later. It's getting late, and I'm going back. I'll come back in a few days and teach the reeds to treat the heat. Everyone will talk more about preventing the heat and drinking salt water. If anyone doesn't believe it, he will say that this is the method of the Mo family. I think it can always convince some people."

Everyone looked at the sky and knew that it was time to go back. They stood up and said goodbye, and said some thanks, saying that after they went back, they would definitely inform the people of the Hui Village community about preventing heat.

There were also a few people who couldn't wait to ask when they would come again, even if they could listen to him tell stories.

Shi said a few more words, carried firewood and grass, facing the red sun, as if he was going to chase the setting sun, he shook his shoulders and stepped away in his straw sandals.

After walking a few steps, Luhua shouted from behind: "Little brother of the Mo family, wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

"You are going back from Ximen? You just happened to pass by an old mulberry tree. The berry leaves on it are big and sweet. I'll pick some and take them back to eat."

Thinking of his sister-in-law's previous nagging, Shi smiled and nodded, "Okay."

The two of them walked together in unison, with reeds following behind, holding the firewood and grass vigorously, trying to reduce the weight.

This support made the shoulders much lighter, but it pressed the weight on the waist, which was actually not comfortable.

Shi knew that the other party had good intentions, but he didn't know how to thank him, so he couldn't say anything, so he endured it halfway.

When I arrived at the big mulberry tree, I put down the firewood and the reed said, "You are waiting below. I will pick it. I'm climbing the tree very soon. The one on this tree is sweet-mouthed."

After saying that, he took off his straw sandals and climbed up lightly and cleverly with the half-human-sized old mulberry tree.

Climbing mulberry trees is also considered the secret of the daughter of the Central Plains.

Sitting obliquely on the tree branch, I picked up some purple-red mulberry seeds and threw them down.

Still on the tree, mulberry leaves covered their figure indiscriminately, but still asked, "Do you taste it, is it sweet?"

Shi Yiyan picked up a string and put it in his mouth. It really tasted a little.

This is one of the few fruits at this time. Looking at the little girl's skillful appearance, she eats a lot on weekdays.

I picked up a few branches, put some of the good ones in the clay pot brought by the reeds, and waited quietly for her to climb down. I held a handful of purple and black in my hand and handed them to the right person.

This is thank you, and I'm afraid it is the only gift that Luhua can give at this time.

"These are the sweetest, you eat them."

Shi smiled and took it over and chewed it in his mouth, praising him, "It's really sweet."

Hearing Shi say this, Luhua's eyes bent into crescent moons.

"Are you going back now?"

"Yes, my family is waiting for me."

"oh."

He said blankly, not knowing what to say, and after a long time, he said, "Then go back."

I nodded, carried the firewood and grass and gradually left.

Luhua stood under the tree, looking at her back as she was leaving, and suddenly thought that he would really come to teach her those things?

Will he really come back?

What is his name?

He didn't know where his home lived, so how could he come to find him?

After a few days, my father's illness is cured. Should I wait for him in the field every day?

"He doesn't know where his home is, but he will never forget where the field is..."

Thinking of this, I took a look at Shi who had been mixed with the people in Guicheng, silently thanked me, picked up the falling mulberry on the ground, and turned my body to dig the reed roots in the reed marsh.

Mulberries can be given to people when they are on the tree.

The reed roots are in the ground, which can cure Dad's illness.

"very nice."
Chapter completed!