As the old saying goes, the people do not fight with the government, which is called rank. Civil officials kill each other, this is a thief! The gains and losses of the people are comparable to the honesty of officials. The gains and losses of officials are like the love of the people.
Three years to clear the magistrate, 100,000 snowflake silver…One could imagine how convenient it was to be an official.
The Chinese characters and the abyss of meaning all had a certain meaning. Perhaps Cangjie didn't know how this 'official' exercised his authority, and how he swept Snowflake Moon. However, it was literally dissected for the future generations.
'Guan' was the word 'fu' from the word 'rich'. What was 'rich'? Money is the pursuit of profit. Modern people were the same. They paid attention to the quality of life. He had to drive a high-class sports car. To live in a mansion, it had to be a villa! Hold on, this mansion was one of the symbols of the rich.
In other words, above this 'official' was a mansion. In ancient times, there were as many houses as hairs that could not block the wind and snow in winter or the sun in summer. Therefore, there was the saying,'Ten years of hardship, one day's dream comes true!'
A luxurious house, a sports car, a beautiful wife…It had already replaced the golden list and bridal chamber!
In the Qin Dynasty, there was a famous man named Lu Buwei! He was above one person and below ten thousand people. Everyone, take a look. Is this 'Lu' very similar to the font under 'Guan'? Of course, Cangjie was much earlier than Lu Buwei.
However, this word was still popular for a time!
He didn't have a wife? He didn't have to worry about…becoming an official! Luxury houses were expensive, and food was hard to find... Maybe he was an official...
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"Minister Guang said: Uncle Zhi's death is due to talent surpassing virtue. Talent and virtue are different, but the secular world can not distinguish, the common people call him wise, this is the reason why he lost people. Astuteness, observation, strength and determination are called talents, integrity and harmony are called virtues. Talent is the capital of virtue, and virtue is the commander of talent. Yunmeng bamboo is the strongest bamboo in the world, but if it is not twisted and kneaded, it cannot penetrate the hard bamboo. Tangxi's gold is the world's most profitable, but if it is not melted and tempered, it cannot be used to attack the strong. Therefore, those who have all their talents and virtues are called saints, those who have both talents and virtues are called fools, those who have more talents than talents are called gentlemen, and those who have more talents than virtues are called villains. As long as the method of selecting talents is not to get saints and gentlemen, it is better to get fools than to get villains. Why? A gentleman thinks he is good by virtue of his ability, but a villain thinks he is evil by virtue of his ability. There is nothing good that does not come from a man who thinks he is good by virtue of his ability. There is no evil that does not come from those who think they are evil by virtue of their talents. Even if a fool wants to do bad things, his wisdom is not enough, and his strength is not enough to defeat him. It is like a dog beating a man, and the man can subdue him. Villains are smart enough to carry out their evil deeds, brave enough to deal with their cruelty, this is a tiger with wings, how can they not do more harm? Virtue is what people respect, and talent is what people love. Loving people are easy to be close to, strict people are easy to alienate, so discerning people are often blinded by talent and neglected by virtue. Since ancient times, the country's rebels, the family's wastrels, have more than enough talent and lack of virtue, so that many people subvert, is it only Zhibo! Therefore, those who govern the country and the family, if they can understand the difference between talent and virtue and know the order, how can they lose the worries of others..."
"A Wen, you're reading again?"
Xie Wen was holding a yellowed sheepskin book in his hand and was reading it carefully. Suddenly, an old voice came from behind him.
Xie Wen was slightly stunned. He turned around and revealed a bright smile on his delicate face. She said,"Yes, Uncle…Why are you back so early today?" Has the issue with Group 3's Aunt Wang been resolved?
It was a man with a head full of white hair. His face was wrinkled like tree bark, undulating. Time was like a knife, leaving behind marks to prove its ruthlessness. The old man's age couldn't be seen, but Xie Wen knew. Uncle Zhong was only in his fifties this year, but he looked like an old man in his eighties.
Uncle Zhong was the village secretary of Zhangzhai Village. He was warm and kind. In the eyes of the villagers, Uncle Zhong was a nanny. If there was anything that couldn't be resolved, they would come back to look for Uncle Zhong. Therefore, Uncle Zhong was quite famous among the thirteen villages within a radius of ten miles. He was like the hundred-year-old god in the village, respected and loved by everyone.
A few days ago, the third brother of the heavenly sister-in-law's family had another boy. Counting the previous one, it was already the third one. Aunt Wang's family was not well off to begin with. Her husband had been working at a construction site in the city in his early years and had been crushed to death by a falling template. In the end, he only got 30,000 yuan…
At that time, Aunt Wang's husband's second brother had already found a partner and was preparing to prepare the betrothal money. But who knew that such a thing would happen. The happy event was buried in the funeral in an instant. After hastily settling the funeral, Aunt Wang decisively took out half of the 30,000 yuan compensation and gave it to her second brother.
At that time, Aunt Wang's husband's third brother, who was also the third brother. She was still in school and needed money. Aunt Wang didn't keep any of the 15,000 yuan. He took all of them out to build a house for Third Brother and get married…
In the countryside, self-esteem was also very strong. Often, people of the same age would get married sooner than later. Compared to giving birth sooner or later, how much longer was it compared to giving birth…Aunt Wang's third son was indeed a character. In four years, the three boys were crying pitifully for food.
As a result, the Wang family's days became even more difficult. Originally, according to Aunt Wang's hardworking and simple character, her life was also very good. However, these two disappointing clan brothers had appeared.
There was an old saying that when the husband died, the son would follow, but the younger brother would follow…Aunt Wang accepted this traditional thinking. Thinking about it, it was also this kind of thinking that harmed her. However, Aunt Wang also gained a good reputation because of this. However, most of them were confused and sympathetic.
"Sigh, it's difficult…Now that the higher-ups have passed down that family planning has to be strictly enforced, it looks like they'll have to pay a fine again this time…Her family's life has already been difficult to begin with, and I'm afraid it'll be even worse this time!”Uncle Zhong pulled over a small stool and sat beside Xie Wen. He smoked his pipe and sighed as he shook his head.
"That's right! The family planning policy had to be tightened! If the group was allowed to continue developing like this, in another twenty years, the country might not even have a place to arrange for people to live…not to mention the employment pressure now!”Xie Wen silently memorized the page number on the book and nodded.
Uncle Zhong raised his head and looked at the wheat field in the distance. He kept smoking and seemed to be very sad. Xie Wen could not help but feel uncomfortable when he saw this. After thinking for a while, Xie Wencai said,"Actually, there's another way!"”
"Oh?"
"There are many couples in the city who want children, but because of their own reasons, they might not have children! Why not let them adopt Aunt Wang's child…This way, it would be good for the child's future. Moreover, it would also be a turning point for Aunt Wang's family!”Xie Wen said.
Uncle Zhong was slightly stunned. Then, he frowned and shook his head. "It's not that I haven't thought of this method before, but can those people in the city be trusted? To let someone else raise his own child? Who can rest assured?"
Xie Wen stopped talking. This was the only way out. If this didn't work, then he would be fined by the Family Planning Bureau.
"Ling 'er…Ling' er?" After a while, Uncle Zhong suddenly shouted into the house.
Uncle Zhong's life was considered pretty good in the entire village. As the village secretary, his original salary was enough to support a few people. Moreover, there were not many people at home. His eldest son was a soldier in the capital, and it was said that he was doing quite well. He hadn't been back for a few years, but he would send some money to his family almost every once in a while.
Therefore, Uncle Zhong's house was also a two-story bungalow, and it was decorated quite decently.
As Uncle Zhong's voice fell, a woman about 18 years old walked out of the house. She was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked fresh and refined. Her beautiful figure was well-proportioned. The three-inch golden lotus kept stepping out. Her long black hair was combed into a whip and hung on her shoulders. Her face was shaped like a goose egg, delicate and beautiful.
However, the only flaw was that there was a black scab on her right cheek. It looked terrifying. This was Uncle Zhong's youngest daughter, Zhong Ling. Other than this black scab, what others pitied was that Zhong Ling had not been able to speak since she was six years old. Acquired mute.
Raising her hand, Zhong Ling looked at her father with a hint of doubt. Xie Wen slowly stood up and pulled a stool over. He smiled and said,"Ling 'er, sit down!"
Zhong Ling nodded, her expression unchanged. He sat down, but he was five to six meters away from Xie Wen.
"How much money do we have left from the money your brother sent us last time?”Uncle Zhong took a puff of his pipe and asked.
Zhong Ling was stunned. After pondering for a while, she made a few sets of hand gestures. After reading it, Xie Wen also understood.
"1,300? "That's still far from enough…Sigh, I really don't know how that little bastard managed to live his life like a cow…" Uncle Zhong spat out a mouthful of smoke and frowned. The wrinkles on his face became even more obvious.
It was late autumn, and the afternoon wind was already a little chilly. As the saying goes, spring covers autumn! This was Uncle Zhong's request. Therefore, Xie Wen was still wearing a T-shirt, cropped pants, and a pair of slippers that cost 2.50 yuan. A faint smile hung on his delicate face. It was very sunny! A pair of dark and deep eyes seemed to have a strange magic.
Looking at the old man who looked a little lonely, Xie Wen rubbed his nose. Then, he informed Zhong Ling. Then, pa…pa pa…he walked towards the east entrance of the village in his slippers.
From east to west of the village entrance, the seventh house was where Aunt Wang's house was located. This season was also the time when the wheat had just come out and the corn was drying. However, Aunt Wang's front door was very different from the ones in the neighborhood.
On the corn rack, there were only seven or eight strands of smooth iron wire, and there were still some corn mustaches on them. It was obvious that they had all been arrested not long ago. Aunt Wang's house was an old mud house, a herringbone house exclusive to the Northwest region. The door was cleaned up neatly.
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