If a family is poor, it will be hard, and if a country is poor, it will be weak. If a family is poor, the country is weak, how can the people live?

Civilization is flourishing in prosperous times, and barbarism is emerging in troubled times. Fortunately, the Central Plains has been prosperous for hundreds of years. Even though it looks a bit like a huge empty bag now, there are not many outsiders who dare to provoke it. However, the trouble does not come from outside but civil strife. The people have to make a living.

Many people actually don’t understand it. They think that doing evil is a bad person. Those who become a murderer for money are considered as small evil people. Those who harm people for food are a big evil person, and those who become a murderer for food are a big evil person, and those who become a chaotic world.

A while ago, Yongqing County was captured by a group of bandits, and the county government was burned. The treasury, which had little surplus, seemed to be licked by the tongue of some giant beast, and there was no scrap left. It was robbed. Not to mention that the treasury was empty, the land was scraped off.

Yongqing County is under Youzhou, and Youzhou is nominally under Jizhou. The thirteen states in the world are the most chaotic.

In the treasury, a young Taoist boy with beautiful eyes wandered around for a while, then sighed quietly: "It's cleaner than my face."

I remembered that my face should be much cleaner, so I added to myself: "It's cleaner than my butt... my butt is cleaner than my face, what's the world?"

Before the county was captured, the wealthy families in the city had already escaped after receiving the news. They had cars and horses and places to go, so they were safe. However, most of the people in the city had no choice but to escape. The disaster brought by a bandit soldier was far greater than that of a natural disaster. I don’t know how many families were destroyed, and they were either killed or became members of the bandits, so the bandits would snowball and grow bigger and bigger.

This little Taoist boy, who looked like he was in his teenage years old, had been hungry for almost two days. Two days ago, he met a large family who moved to Jizhou. When he saw their master and disciple, he invited him to tell the fortune. The little Taoist master used five money to make a fortune and calculated that this family had a great future, especially the young master in this family would definitely make great achievements in the future. As long as he walked all the way northwest, he would definitely meet a noble person.

The head of the wealthy family was happy when he heard this, so he gave him a lot of money, but it was a bit sad that he couldn't buy food. He couldn't meet any food sellers on the road, but fortunately he ordered a few cakes from the wealthy family.

Speaking of which, the master and apprentice should not be short of money. Anyway, the little Taoist thinks so. His master is a well-known Taoist in the seven counties of Youzhou. Even if he encounters bandits, he will not hurt him. The old Taoist man named Changmei has been wandering in the seven counties for most of his life. He is not a charitable person and is willing to help others, so he has a good reputation and is highly respected.

The little Taoist sometimes finds it funny. People who are so stingy as their masters, they will be respected by others. People are really complicated. Money is not as good as food in this troubled time, but his master thinks about money is more important than life.

He left the treasury and saw that his master was struggling to move the bodies one by one to the open space. There were dozens of corpses everywhere in the city, at least thousands of them. The old Taoist was so hungry that he had no strength to move them. After moving dozens of them, he could no longer move them.

He leaned against the wall for a while and looked around to find something to be used. He couldn't even find an iron tool in the city. Not to mention farm tools like shovels and sickles, even iron pots and kettles, there was nothing left. The bandits would take away all the iron tools to make weapons and armor.

There was no choice but to pick up a piece of tiles and start digging holes in the open space. The little Taoist ran over and picked up a piece of tiles to dig together. The two of them were hungry and put on their chests on their backs, but they still insisted.

"Master, there are too many, we can't bury it."

"Don't bury it all."

"Master, wouldn't it be unfair not to bury them all? Then it would be better not to bury them all."

"A fool, with the greatest strength, doing what he thinks he should do is not to be heartbroken. It is already the limit for us to bury these dozens of people. If we are not heartbroken, we will exhaust ourselves to death in order to do good, and doing evil."

Two Taoist monks, one old and one young, digging for a while, and then digging intermittently, it took nearly two hours to dig the pit. They both leaned against the edge of the pit and didn't even have the strength to breathe. It seemed that they could fall asleep with their eyes closed. After a while, the old Taoist monk took a rest, he saw his disciple resting with his eyes closed. He raised his hand and took out a piece of dry and hard cake from his arms. He broke up half and prepared to give it to his disciple. He broke up half of the remaining half and took a small bite on the half of the half, but pretended to eat it, his cheeks bulged up, and hit the Taoist boy with his shoulders: "You."

The little Taoist boy looked at the most of the cake: "Master, where did you come from to eat?"

"The day before yesterday, I asked for something from that family. I asked you for four pancakes per person and two pancakes. You finished eating the pancakes as big as a palm, but I actually asked for five and secretly hid one myself."

The little Taoist boy snorted: "Even I'm a liar!"

He took the pancake and looked at the small piece in his hand: "Master, you have too few."

The old Taoist smiled and said, "I have eaten for a while, and I will call you when I am almost full."

The Taoist sighed: "I lied to me again."

He put the pancake in his arms: "Go and pee first."

After a while, I came back, and there was only a few cakes left in my mouth: "Master, I saw someone on the street, it seemed like a few scholars, carrying bags, walking in a hurry, and I was about to arrive here."

The old Taoist nodded: "These students are going to rush to Daxing City for the three-year exam."

Daxing City is the capital of the country, thousands of miles away. God knows how long it will take to walk along the way. It depends on whether it is good or bad luck. If you are not lucky, it will be difficult to survive when you encounter bandits. However, these poor students have no other choice. They can only fight this way. If they succeed, they will be able to earn the salary of the court and defeat them... They will fight again after three years, and there will be no one who has white hair.

The old Taoist ate the little cake, took a few sips of water, warmed the stomach and recovered a little bit of strength, and began to drag the body into the pit. At this time, the scholars passed by, and the faces were pale and bloodless. The tragedy in the city seemed to them, and they were all afraid of it.

"Master of Taoism."

One of the scholars asked curiously: "There are so many corpses outside, why don't you buried them all?"

The old Taoist looked back at him, too lazy to even speak.

Another scholar snorted and said, "Pretty is probably someone who seeks fame. At least a few people can go out to show off to others, and people must be grateful to him. What kind of world is this?"

The other two people were also angry when they heard this, and another muttered: "You are not afraid of retribution!"

The little Taoist boy was angry when he heard this. He wanted to curse a few words, but he felt that it was a waste of effort, so he frowned and sighed: "What a pity."

The long-browed Taoist also sighed: "What a pity."

The scholar who spoke first couldn't help but ask, "What a pity?"

The old Taoist didn't say anything, and the little Taoist boy shook his head and said, "What a pity, you four are going to take the exam together, but unfortunately there is only one person..."

The little Taoist boy looked at the old Taoist: "Master, I have not practiced enough, but have I read it wrong?"

The old Taoist shook his head: "It's right, there is really only one person."

All four of them were anxious at this moment, and one of them strode to the old Taoist: "You thief Taoist, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"I'm a long eyebrows and never talk nonsense."

The old Taoist looked at the man's eyes and spoke. When the man heard the word "风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风风�

The old Taoist shook his head and said nothing.

The scholar gritted his teeth, took off his purse, and counted a few money from it: "I won't let you talk for nothing."

The old Taoist's eyes lit up when he saw the money. Although he couldn't even buy a sesame cake, he immediately took the money and weighed it. After putting it in his arms, he said, "If I read it correctly, the four of you have equal knowledge and often gathered together to ask each other for advice. Therefore, not only are the knowledgeable knowledge and even the ideas are similar. With the ability of the four of you to get a good reputation, it is not difficult for you to get a good name. However, when you come out together, even the answers will be almost the same when answering the paper. According to the unwritten rules of the court, it is impossible to choose four people in the same place, so you can only choose one person."

The four people's faces became ugly when they heard this. Someone quickly walked to the old Taoist: "Real person, is there any crack?"

The old Taoist looked at his hands, and the scholar immediately reacted and took a few money and handed it to the old Taoist. After putting it away, the old Taoist said, "Simple, just prove that you four are not people from the same place."

The four people gathered around, and one of them said, "There are records of our hometowns. They were issued by Youzhou Academy. There are official seals on them. How could we prove that the four people did not come from the same place, and there are road signs!"

"Oh, it's really difficult."

The old Taoist was silent for a moment and sighed, "You four are all talents in governing the country. If you can all become an official, it will be considered a benefit to the people. I... I am very old and I am not afraid of God's punishment anyway, so I will sacrifice my life to help you."

He opened his bag and took out some things from it and arranged them all the way.

"I can help you fake learning and guide, which is enough to make the real ones fake. The official seal will never see any mistakes. This matter is really punished by God. If it weren't for the people of the world, I wouldn't take such a risk. I see through the world without asking for longevity but only seek peace of mind. One piece costs only five taels of silver."

The last sentence was almost stopped as soon as the Taoist said.

One of them said: "Where can we...get out five taels of silver? Even if we can take out, there is not much left. How can we still reach Daxing City?"

The little Taoist boy pulled his sleeve: "You bargain, you bargain, you bargain, my master is kind-hearted, so it's easy to bargain."

The man looked happy: "Real person, can it be cheaper?"

The old Taoist made a dilemma: "That was punished by God."

Another person tentatively said, "The real person helped us. You said that it is to benefit the people. Since there should be blessings in this way, it can be punished by God."

He had no confidence in saying this. People believed in gods and Buddhas even more in troubled times.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up: "It's not unreasonable for you to say this, so I'll give you some cheaper... One tael of silver per person, and you'll charge you a cost price."

The four people suddenly became happy. Each of them took out a tael of silver and handed it to the old Taoist. The old Taoist looked calm and honest: "I am not contaminated with yellow and white things. These silvers should also be used to save the world and the people. Please give it to my apprentice to accept it."

The little Taoist boy collected the money, and the old Taoist immediately began to make fake Xuepu Luyan. It was so fast that it was unbelievable. He used the covers of the four people, but the paper inside was replaced. Then he took out the seals and covered each fake Xuepu for a while. The four people took one and carefully identified it. It was really hard to tell the authenticity.

The old Taoist told me a few more words, such as not to reveal them, and the four people left with great gratitude.

The little Taoist boy was curious: "Master, how do you know that the four of them have similar knowledge and their ideas?"

"This world."

The old Taoist reached out and took the four taels of silver and put it in his arms, continued to bury the body, and said while burying it: "The literati are despised, and the people they look down on will not be pulled over. They look down on them, and they can't flatter you, so these four people must be like each other. If they can't praise each other, how can they get together? This is how people look down on you, and they can't fit into the circle of the first level of higher education..."

The Taoist asked again: "Master, can they really have someone to enter the government?"

"Just a fuck."

The old Taoist snorted: "So stupid and have no money, can you enter the officialdom?"

The little Taoist chuckled: "Then there are fewer cheats, so each person should have two taels of silver."

The old Taoist shook his head: "They don't have much money in their hands, and each person takes one or two taels because they are not upright in their minds. If they get too much, they are not upright in their minds."

He looked at the Taoist: "Li Dioudiuer, remember that everything is appropriate."
Chapter completed!