I played as an assistant in ancient times

Chapter 146

Shen Changshou looked at Master Wang, who was dressed in brocade, and said, "We are just ordinary country folks. It would be better for you to make friends with people of the same level."

“It’s okay if we don’t make friends, but can I learn martial arts from you?

I don't ask for much, just one kick to knock someone unconscious is enough." Mr. Wang finally expressed his thoughts.

Seeing his servant rubbing his ears behind him, Shen Xiaoye smiled and said, "How many martial artists can't you find in the city?

Our home is far away from here, it is neither convenient nor suitable.”

"Tomorrow is a holiday, young man, you'd better go home quickly! Goodbye." After finishing his work, Shen Changshou was also anxious to go home for a reunion with his family.

So he took the two little ones with him, handed the original book to Master Lin, and quickly returned to the inn to look after his own horses.

"Dad, aren't we going to see Uncle Changshun?" Shen Cungeng brushed the horse carefully.

Shen Changshou paused while stroking the horse, "I'm afraid I'll say something mean to him if I see him.

We wanted to spend the New Year together as a family but there was no way for us to do so. However, he would rather spend the New Year with his father-in-law than go home.

As soon as the city gates open tomorrow, we will leave."

Shen Xiaoye, who came over with water, said, "My uncle is right, but I want to go to the grocery store to get the money for the cloth back."

Shen Changshou thought for a moment and said, "Let's talk about it after the first month of the lunar year. It won't look good to ask for the money now.

By the way, I told you to rest after applying the medicine, why did you come out to fetch water again? "

Shen Xiaoye still used the Taoist priest's medicine, which worked very well. "It doesn't hurt much anymore."

"It would be nice if cousin Hui bought cloth on credit on the second day of the New Year.

If he really wants to, he should come and pay us back now, and then go home with us to celebrate the Lantern Festival." Shen Cungeng retorted.

Shen Changshou glared at him and said, "Brother..."

"Let's settle the account clearly!" Shen Cungeng felt that his father was too lenient towards his cousin, and he had never blamed him. He threw down the brush and left, "My legs hurt, I'm going back to apply some medicine.

Xiaoye is gone, so don't try to bear the pain."

On this side, Shen Xiaoye said to her cousin: "Maybe cousin Erhui doesn't know we live here."

Shen Cungeng looked up at the sky: "How could it be?"

"He might think we came from his house." Shen Xiaoye really thought so.

And that was indeed the case. Shen Cunhui paid for the teahouse and sent his classmates away, but when he didn't see his cousin coming back, he went to Yang's house.

But he was one step too late. The Yang family said that the master was not at home. He went to the study again but still could not find anyone.

At that time, the owner of the bookstore opposite had already invited Master Lin to dinner, and when he returned home, no one had seen Shen Xiaoye and the others coming, so Shen Cunhui could be said to have come back empty-handed.

His grandparents were so distressed to see that he was injured that they took him to the clinic, so he had no time to look for another one.

His father, Shen Changshun, worked as an accountant in a restaurant and had no idea what was happening at home.

By the time he had examined his injuries, the city was already under curfew. When he wanted to inquire about the situation the next day, the three members of the Shen family had already parted ways with the second young master Lin and were riding fast towards Jiuli Village.

Shen Xiaoye and his friends arrived home in the afternoon and found that many villagers had gathered at home.

She couldn't help but ask secretly: "Aunt, are they here to celebrate the Little New Year?"

"Who among the neighbors is here to celebrate the New Year? It's because Sui Ge'er said he would level the wasteland and build a school for ten cents a day, so they all came to sign up." Her aunt Huang laughed at her.

He added: "Someone else asked whether the dyeing workshop will open after the spring."

"No, it's still cold and bleaching and dyeing cloth is a pain in the ass." Shen Xiaoye had no plans to start work until March.

For the villagers, the Lantern Festival is celebrated by setting off firecrackers and lighting two radish oil lamps at the door.

If you want to watch the lantern festival, you have to go into the city, which is dozens of miles away. Quite a number of people will not go because everyone is waiting for Shiliu to watch the dragon dance at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Shen Xiaoye had seen it last year but was not interested. She would rather go to the fields with her two grandfathers to plan the planting of woad, or take the little leopard into the mountains to hunt.

The main reason was that her cousin went to school in the county town, and her fourth uncle's leave had expired, so he was sent back to Beijing by her eldest uncle, and there was no one at home to play with her.

But this leisurely time was very short, and when Village Chief Qian rang the gong again to notify the court to conscript laborers, the whole village was filled with resistance.

Although only ten people are selected from the top class this time, almost every household sent someone last year, and in the end most of them were injured and more than a dozen died. Who will go now and who will not?

The silent resistance made the head of the village, Qian, at a loss. He came to the Shen family for help, "Bashan, you see, this year the county magistrate has also allowed silver to replace labor service, and your family has not been changed to a registered household in the yellow book.

Many families in the village are middle-class or lower-class households. After paying taxes and miscellaneous items last autumn, they are still not well off.

Can you give some support to the village?"

"Grandpa head of the village, my fourth uncle will go to the battlefield again this time." Shen Xiaoye was very concerned. She was unwilling to pay the money because this was a precedent. In the future, whenever money was used as a substitute for military service, her family would have to donate.

She suggested: "Why don't you let everyone draw lots, and whoever draws the lot will go out."

"I told you, we won't arrest you." Captain Qian was helpless, he said, "Oh, it's all my fault for not being smart enough.

It was not until now that I discovered that when the laborers were conscripted last year, some villages paid extra money to make up for the number of people, and not every household in the village went up."

"Many villages?" Shen Xiaoye frowned. Another greedy county magistrate?

Chief Qian shook his head and said, "Not many. Only villages with scholars or people working as officials, or wealthy families, do this.

Since the old scholar passed away, there has been no one in our village who has been eating government food for more than ten years, and there is no one from the upper echelons.”

Grandfather Shen Shanyou said: "Aren't Tangjiaji and Wuli Village also not strong enough?"

“Well, the population north of the county is small and poor, so we should draw as many people as possible.

This time I was more careful and found out that those who could not pay the silver within three days must send someone." Jiuli Village has less than 100 households and many relatives are related by marriage, so Chief Qian did not act arrogantly like other chiefs in the village.

He said, "I was thinking, I'll pay some myself, and then ask your family to collect the money and hand it over as soon as possible. Don't worry about who will go later, just pay us back the money you pay later."

"With such a tight schedule, it's obvious that they want to recruit people without paying." Shen Xiaoye understood, and she couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "If we had followed the procedures last year, there wouldn't have been so many casualties."

"Grandpa, my fourth uncle is now in training in the camp. Can he take the place of my eldest uncle?" She and the old man looked at each other. Originally, the fourth uncle wanted to avoid this battle with the help of the map, but he didn't expect that the emperor himself was very familiar with the terrain outside the Great Wall.

What he appreciated was only their drawing method and unique sand table, and then he rewarded them with things, so Fourth Uncle had no chance to ask for exemption from military service.

I heard that after entering the camp, he helped adjust the sand table, but was then sent away by the emperor who was eager to train troops to train medical soldiers. He was not at all like his family expected, as he was always by the emperor's side.

"He's not old enough, he's not considered an adult until he's sixteen.

It's not appropriate to let him use your uncle's name." Shen Shanyou was worried that if his youngest son made a mistake, he would be disliked by the emperor, and he couldn't afford to take the risk.

Shen Xiaoye thought for a moment and said, "Grandpa, if there are only ten people, they will definitely not all be surnamed Shen. We will pay the money from my great-grandfather's family and another Shen family.

The others should be Qian, He, and a few other surnames."

Before she finished speaking, she took out the silver, and the grandmother in the inner room shook her head when she heard it.