Seeing that Zhao Fujin was so dizzy from the sword, Zhang Dao had no choice but to fall down on a rural street more than ten miles away from Jujube.
After landing on the ground, it took a while for Zhao Fujin to recover.
The weather happened to be nice, so Zhang Dao simply took Zhao Fujin's hand and walked slowly on the fields.
The sun is just right, and the morning breeze blows through the fields, bringing with it the fragrant smell of earth, making people feel relaxed and happy.
Zhao Fujin looked at the endless fields with longing in his eyes: "Wow! It would be great if you could see such a scenery every morning when you wake up!"
Zhang Dao smiled and nodded, and was about to speak when he suddenly found an old man sitting on a field ridge not far ahead.
Stepping forward to check, he found that the old man was wearing rough clothes and had a sallow complexion, his forehead had clear grooves, and his fingers were as rough as rocks.
Seeing his sad face again, Zhang Dao and Zhao Fujin looked at each other.
Then he stepped forward and asked, "Old man, how far is it from Suanzao County?"
The old man looked up when he heard the sound, then stood up quickly, pointed to a road ahead and said, "Young Master said, follow this road and walk for about ten kilometers, and you will reach the county seat of Suanzao County!"
Zhang Dao cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, old man, for showing me the way!"
The old man smiled honestly and waved his hand, "Nothing, nothing, no thanks!"
Only then did Zhang Dao ask the question in his heart, "Old man, I saw the sad look on your face before. I wonder if something happened here?"
The old man waved his hand and sighed: "Oh! The young master and the young lady can just continue to play, there is no need to pay attention to these troublesome things!"
Zhang Dao glanced at Zhao Fujin, smiled at the old man and said, "Is there anything we can do to help you? Why don't you come and listen."
The old man hesitated for a while, looking back and forth between Zhang Dao and Zhao Fujin, and asked: "Is the young master a member of the government?"
Zhang Dao was stunned, "You can't be considered a member of the government, but he has some respect among the government."
The old man first sighed, then nodded heavily, and then said: "Actually, even if the old man doesn't tell the young master, you will know it later."
As he spoke, he pointed to a large piece of land behind him and said, "This peanut field has been cultivated by the old man for more than half a year. It's about to be harvested."
"But who knows, just yesterday, a government servant came to the field and told me that some noble person passed by, saying that harvesting peanuts would cause dust and dirt, so we would not be allowed to harvest peanuts."
"What?" Zhang Dao was stunned for a while, this is really the most ridiculous thing in the world.
"Not allowed to harvest crops? What's the operation?"
The old man shook his head, "It's not that we are not allowed to collect them, but we are told to wait until it rains, or wait until the nobles leave."
Zhang Dao frowned slightly when he heard this.
The old man continued: "But how do we know when that noble man will leave? What if he stays for ten days and a half, and it doesn't rain again? How can ordinary people like us live?"
Zhang Dao was surprised and said: "What? Old man, someone asked you to harvest peanuts on a rainy day? Is that how you accept it?"
The old man sighed: "Alas! Since ancient times, people have not fought with officials. Who let others be officials and we are the people?"
"Besides, our lives are worthless. They are not as valuable as the money of being an official. Not to mention rainy days, even snowy days, you have to take what you deserve!"
Having said this, the old man squatted down and pried open a peanut. He pointed at the peanut and said, "It doesn't matter if it rains, but peanuts wait for no one."
"Such a good peanut can't rot in the ground, right?"
The old man looked sad and said: "If those noble people don't leave for a while, and if God doesn't open his eyes and doesn't rain, then our family will have no way to survive!"
Zhang Dao was silent for a while, his heart became angry, and he said angrily: "A bunch of dog officials!"
"Hey! Master, please don't talk nonsense, be careful of others listening to you!" the old man said hurriedly.
As if aware of Zhang Dao's anger, Zhao Fujin stepped forward to support Zhang Dao's back and cast a questioning look at Zhang Dao.
"Husband!"
Zhang Dao turned his head to look at Zhao Fujin and shook his head slightly, then turned to the old man and said: "Don't worry, old man, I will go find someone from the government so that you can collect peanuts today!"
The old man was shocked and waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no! Master, please don't provoke people from the government. The county magistrate's servants are very fierce!"
Zhang Dao raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said to the old man: "Don't worry, old man, I'm just a small county magistrate. I don't take it seriously. Just leave it here and wait for a while. Someone will come to help you collect the peanuts later." of!"
With that said, Zhang Dao took Zhao Fujin and headed towards Suanzao County.
"Ah?" The old man scratched his head and looked at the two people's leaving figures in shock.
He shook his head and praised: "These young masters and young ladies really look like people walking out of a painting! What good people!"
Along the way, the two walked side by side.
Zhao Fujin looked like he was hesitating to speak.
Zhang Dao turned to look at Zhao Fujin and asked with a smile: "Jin'er is wondering why I didn't give the old man money?"
Zhao Fujin nodded and said: "For a family of three, one tael of silver can allow them to live a good life for several months. Husband, you are not short of money, are you? Why are you digging so hard?"
Zhang Dao laughed, shook his head and said: "Jin'er is right, but..."
"Do you know how many people in the world are like that old man? And how many people are not even as good as that old man?"
"As for him, he still has a piece of land, and he has some hope. But for some people, their land was taken away by evil gentry and bullies, and they were left with nothing to eat."
"How many people like that should there be?"
"Husband, even with my great abilities, I cannot let everyone live the same life as the residents of Qingyun Villa."
"Giving silver coins rashly will only make him panic and uneasy, and may even affect the old man's ability to live a good life in the future."
Zhao Fujin lowered his head and remained silent.
Somewhat frustrated, he said: "Well, husband, isn't my father really a good emperor?"
Zhang Dao really wanted to say yes, you are just a fool!
But in order to take care of Zhao Fujin's emotions, Zhang Dao still said against his will: "I don't know, but don't you already have your own judgment in your heart? The lives of ordinary people are miserable!"
Zhao Fujin looked worried and said: "My husband is so powerful, but I can't help the people of the Song Dynasty?"
Zhang Dao sighed: "After all, I am only one person. I can help ten people with one pair of hands a day, but what about the millions of people in the world?"
Then he reached out and touched Zhao Fujin's little head, and said with a smile: "However, I do know who can help the people of Song State live a good life!"
"Who?" Zhao Fujin raised his head and looked at Zhang Dao overjoyed.
Zhang Dao pointed at Zhao Fujin, "That person is naturally you!"
"Wha, what? Me?" Zhao Fujin pointed to his nose in shock.
"Husband, are you kidding me? I'm just a little girl, how can I have such great abilities?"
Zhang Dao's eyes fell on the field in front of him and said: "Today's weak woman will be tomorrow's empress! The foundation of the Song Dynasty is rotten, and it needs an emperor who cares about the people!"
Zhao Fujin knew what Zhang Dao meant and nodded slightly.
