As a person of later generations, Yang Ming naturally has his advantages.
At least he is well-informed.
He is involved in Liu style, Yan style, Wei stele, etc., but he is the kind of person who can write but is not proficient in it.
That kind of thing, if you want him to say that he can speak clearly and eloquently, but when he does it, it is hard to compliment him.
At least in his current situation, his writing is not much better than that of his peers.
Something special.
The wolf hair was sharpened, and the clear water was used to gradually open up the fine hair, and then the ink was filled with black and shiny ink.
Yang Ming moved his wrist, and the writing was moving quickly.
The three regular scripts of Journey to the West were already written on the paper.
"Okay" Suddenly, the word "good" sounded outside the door.
The voice was filled with joy and pride.
Who is it if it's not the old man?
Opening the door, I saw the old man, grandma, father and mother, and even little Yang Lan standing outside the door.
They didn't make a sound just now for fear of disturbing him, and only waited for him to finish writing before calling out.
And these three words also opened a new chapter for the old Yang family early morning The birds chirped happily in the trees, waking up the whole village.
Since it rained yesterday, the weather didn't seem that hot.
Although it was late summer, the slight coolness along the way made me unable to control myself.
I really wanted to lie down under the quilt and sleep for a while.
The old cow was reluctantly put on the bullock cart.
The bullock cart was actually just a wooden board with two cart wheels.
It was carrying a cart full of white rice and swaying toward the county town.
Shanyuan Road Yaozhuangzi is about forty miles away from the county seat.
It was fine at first while walking on the road.
After a while, I started to feel hot, then started to feel sore, and gradually started to feel weak again.
I watched my father and the others excitedly Yang Ming seemed a little confused.
Aren't they tired after walking such a long way?
The speed of the old ox also slowed down, and the uncle untied the ox-cart for him in distress, letting it eat some grass and move around so that he could continue on his way.
After being untied from the cart, the old cow mooed happily.
It seemed that he didn't like this feeling.
It felt good to be free and unfettered.
Yang Ming found a relatively clean stone and sat down on it.
It was very cool.
He also took off his shoes to get some air.
"Hey, isn't this the boss of the Yang family?"
Several men quickly caught up.
They were all acquaintances from the village.
They were carrying a lot of things on their backs.
It seemed that they wanted to go to the city to exchange for some money, although there were many in almost every town.
However, the prices in the market are two or three levels lower than those in the city.
Going to the city is easier and more labor-intensive.
The extra money can be enough to buy a few feet of linen.
"It's Brother Wang Chun.
Why, so many mountain goods have been brought into the city?"
The uncle hurriedly came forward to say hello.
They were all farmers in the countryside and they often got together to say a few words about the Dragon Gate Formation.
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"Yeah, I got some bamboo shoots to buy some salt at home."
Wang Chun walked over with a smile.
When he saw Yang Ming sitting on the stone, he immediately became more energetic.
He heard about Yang Ming yesterday afternoon.
After all, The news that they were all in the same Zhuangzi spread quickly, especially with several witnesses including Uncle Zhang.
The fact that a scholar was born in the Yang family had already become a household name.
"Brother Ming, hehe, you're going to the city too."
Ever since Yang Ming entered the academy, no one has called him Goudan anymore.
The catchy name of Brother Ming is indeed heard more often than Goudanzhong.
"Haha" Yang Ming smiled back at him, which was considered a greeting.
Unfortunately, he was about to be on his way again and his feet were still sore, so he had no time to talk to anyone.
So the team grew a little bigger, and they hurried and hurried slowly, and finally arrived in front of the west gate of the county at noon.
You need to pay a poll tax to enter the city.
It is not much.
One copper per person.
At least this rule has not changed for many years.
Being in Sichuan, we are blessed with Dujiangyan, Longfu, Sichuan and Fujiang at the bottom.
The water and land transportation is developed, which overshadows the glory of Hongcheng.
We visited many states and counties.
After all, there was a big shot here, Chen Ziang.
The ancients who have never been seen in the past and the newcomers who have never been seen in the future are talking about this person.
In Jinhua Town, Hongcheng, there is still the old Chen Ziang reading desk.
Yang Mingdao wanted to pay homage to it, but this large group of people was really not suitable today.
Besides, he was not very old and they would not let him.
Wandering around alone.
The most important thing is that Hongcheng can also be said to be an important transportation hub from Chengdu to Yuzhou and Chongqing.
Therefore, there is naturally a large population, and it is very busy coming and going in and out of the city gate.
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are people, there are naturally entangled interests.
Everyone has a way to survive.
Some are well-off, eating meat and drinking alcohol every day, and some are very embarrassed, half hungry and half full.
Fortunately, there is Dujiangyan in the middle of Sichuan as a natural barrier.
The water source has been vast over the years, and the harvest has been good.
Although the farmers are not hungry, they will not starve to death.
The guards at the city gate saw Yang Ming and his party from a distance.
The old cow mooed and pulled the cart and finally arrived in front of the city gate.
"Four people have four big coins, one head of livestock has five big coins, and a cart of wild goods has ten big coins."
Before the people arrived, the tax money was shouted out.
Zhang Cheng was considered a veteran guarding the city gate.
He relied on the past God of Wealth to collect some extra money and lived a very good life.
Not only could he cut two taxes every now and then, When you get home with a pound of meat, you can still make a glass of wine.
In fact, this is also a common practice.
Normally, it would be okay to charge more forbearance, but the head tax of four big bucks was suddenly increased to nineteen, which was a bit too much.
You must know that a bucket of rice only costs a hundred bucks.
That's the price of a whole bag of fine white rice.
"What nineteen big bucks?"
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The uncle was also shocked.
This much money is also a big fortune for him.
Even though the number is not big, it is also for rich people.
For people like him, it is big money.
How could he not be surprised if he had to pay for half a year's worth of salt?
"That's right, it's nineteen big coins."
Chang Cheng smiled cheerfully and winked at the soldier next to him, who came to collect the money.
The uncle was also anxious and immediately shouted: "What kind of tax is this?
Doesn't it mean that we only pay the head tax?"
When the soldier saw what he said, he probably felt that the beating was a bit too much, so he looked back at Chang Cheng to see how he would handle it.
Zhang Cheng suddenly felt that he couldn't hold his face anymore, and the mud-legged man was still arguing with himself, and said in a non-yin and yang manner: "Well, Master Zhang, I will teach you the rules.
If you don't take out all this money today, Once you've paid enough, you can go back and forth wherever you want."
"Isn't this a lawless act?"
As soon as the uncle was not allowed to enter the city without paying the money, he immediately panicked.
It didn't matter if he muttered a few words in the village on weekdays, but this was the gate of the county town, and his muttering didn't matter.
Other farmers who had been overtaxed also started to In the blink of an eye, a lot of people gathered at the gate of the huge city.
There were more and more people, livestock, and passing cars and horses, and it was so congested that it was impossible to enter or even leave the city. s: This is the third update today.
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