Shiqiao Village is indeed different, and even Gu Qing, a person who is not very sensitive to external things, can detect the difference.

He actually has money to marry his wife, tsk!

What’s so good about a mother-in-law? All her energy is exhausted at night, so how can she find the energy to work the next day? How can she make money to support the family if she doesn’t have the energy? What should I do if the family can’t support the family and my mother-in-law runs away? So this is basically a vicious cycle.

The weather in autumn was a bit cool, so Gu Qing wore an extra coat today, which was given by Shi Daxing. It was made of dark blue fabric, with a silk lining and a not-so-conspicuous jade inlaid on his belt.

Sitting under the old locust tree in the center of the village, Gu Qing was leisurely and bored. He squinted his eyes and looked at the villagers coming and going. He stuck his little finger into his ears and picked at his ears again and again.

The internal injuries he suffered when he killed Yao Guitang are still not healed. His chest feels tight from time to time and his ribs also hurt. Gu Qing is currently in a stage of recuperation with nothing to do.

The mountain sculpture-like shape made the villagers a little awed. When they passed by Gu Qing, they all bowed and said hello. The villagers who had food in their hands generously held the food in their hands and handed it to him. Then they took two steps back and said piously.

After bowing, Gu Qing felt a little unhappy, secretly wondering if the person who presented the food had secretly made a wish, thinking he was worshiping the Lord of the Earth?

After sitting for a long time, Gu Qing became more and more unhappy. Some villagers saluted as if they were worshiping gods, and some villagers straddled a lunge and handed out food with one hand, such as dried fruits and dried meats, walking on thin ice, as if they were feeding animals in a cage.

Gorilla.

I feel offended.

There were also those who were bold enough to approach him and talk to him. They spoke very politely and in a respectful tone as if they were talking to an elder. Every time Gu Qing said a word, the villagers immediately bowed their heads and listened to him, so much so that they almost took notes in a small book.

After sitting for a while, Gu Qing had to get up. He just came out to bask in the sun and didn't want to see all the human emotions in the world.

Shiqiao Village is different. I don’t know when, the village was divided into two classes. All the villagers belong to one class, and Gu Qing belongs to another class. The accumulation of power and money is destined to draw a clear line between human status.

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"It's not surprising that the villagers respect you, and you are the evil being who betrayed the village tyrant. Everyone respects you and fears you. It's natural."

Song Gensheng was the only one in the village who showed no fear at all in front of him, and his words became more and more heart-wrenching. He beat the naughty child less often, and his personality tended to deviate in unpredictable directions.

The sweet, sensible and pitiful Song Gensheng was so cute back then, but now he is getting more and more angry. When he gradually discovered that Gu Qing was actually not that violent, at least he would not beat up his friends casually, Song Gensheng seemed to have found the joy of life.

Time and time again, he was frantically tempted on the verge of death.

Following Gu Qing's example, Song Gensheng squatted at the door. His mouth was filled with dried fruits given to him by the villagers, and he smacked his tongue while eating. His temperament and posture effectively proved that he, a scholar, was really a parallel importer.

Gu Qing scratched his head a little irritably.

It was completely unintentional for him to lead the villagers to get rich. After building the porcelain kiln, he just wanted to hire some villagers to work as coolies. After all, he was the village tyrant. When he ascended to a high position, he would not say anything but the responders would gather. At least no one would dare to object. As for paying

It is a matter of course that the villagers should be remunerated, but he did not expect that before he knew it, he had gained incomparable prestige in the village. He became a good person, a highly respected person, and a leader who led the villagers to strive for a well-off society and realize modernization.

Sheep, trendy person...

This is really a huge misunderstanding. Wouldn’t it be better for everyone to maintain a simple relationship between capitalists and exploited workers?

Words like "high moral character and high prestige" are also a kind of moral kidnapping. In the future, when Gu Qing wants to do bad things, go rampant in the countryside, and snatch the eggs from the villagers' baskets, how can he have the nerve to do it?

Gu Qing is actually very afraid of others placing too high expectations on him, because others lack understanding of him and put him in a high position without knowing anything. Such blind praise will one day blindly praise him.

fall down.

"How about...how about I beat you up in front of the villagers?" Gu Qing and Yan Yuese discussed with Song Gensheng.

Song Gensheng was stunned. His mouth was stuffed with dried fruits and he looked like a frightened hamster.

"Why?" Song Gensheng swallowed the food in his mouth hard and said with a guilty conscience: "...because I ate your dried fruit?"

Gu Qing sighed: "No... I just want the villagers not to think of me as a good person. It's a lot of pressure. Why can't everyone be normal and treat me as an ordinary bastard?"

Song Gensheng found that the three views in his Zifu were once again shaken, and he quickly used his energy and breath control to suppress it.

"Gu Qing, please be normal. Don't let me keep up with you. Outside, I call myself your confidant. You make me feel at a loss." Song Gensheng was a little frightened, so he organized his words and said: "Why?

Want to be a jerk?”

Gu Qing glanced at him and said: "Although you are half a scholar, it is difficult for me to explain it clearly to you. I can only say that it is much more convenient to be a bastard than to be a good person, because there are no moral shackles, and the standards of behavior are kind.

The choice of evil is much more relaxed than that of good, which is very helpful for survival."

Song Gensheng nodded in understanding: "I kind of understand what you mean."

Then Song Gensheng asked again: "If you want to be a bastard, just do it. Why do you want to beat me up in front of the villagers? What does it have to do with me?"

"How can the folks believe that I'm actually a bastard if I don't beat you up?"

Song Gensheng was shocked: "Because of this? Why me?"

"Idle time is idle. Aren't you also idle? Besides, we are very familiar with each other. I feel a little embarrassed to beat up someone I don't know well."

Song Gensheng's thoughts suddenly jumped, and he murmured absently: "No wonder you once said that sometimes you are not human at all. I always thought you were being modest..."

"Although I'm a jerk, I've always been honest."

His chest was so tight that Zhang Huaiyu gave him a few pills. They were dark brown and had a strange taste. They were made from unknown medicinal materials. Gu Qing took a few pills and his internal injuries were really relieved a lot. It should be effective. In a few days,

He will probably be cured.

Rubbing his chest, Gu Qing looked at Song Gensheng and said, "You said before that you wanted to be an official. Do you really have this idea or is it just a whim?"

"Of course I really have this idea." Song Gensheng smiled bitterly: "But I haven't read enough books, so I probably won't be able to pass the scientific examination."

"If you know you don't read enough, just read more." Gu Qing picked his ears with his little finger and said casually: "Yesterday I asked Hao Donglai to go to Qingcheng County to find a few unsuccessful scholars and invite them to settle in our village. Tomorrow

You find some villagers and craftsmen to cut wood and quarry stone, find a place in the village to build a village school, and after it is built, you also go in and become a student. By the way, you also drive all the boys in the village who have nothing to do and get into trouble all day long to study in the village school.

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Song Gensheng was startled by Gu Qing's idea: "Village school? It will cost a lot of money, books, paper, pens..."

Gu Qing took his little finger back from his ear and flicked it, feeling relieved.

"Have you not noticed that my temperament recently has become a domineering and domineering one of the nouveau riche? You should read your own books and don't worry about money. I am not short of money."

Song Gensheng thought for a while and then said: "I am the only scholar in the village, why do I let other children also study?"
Chapter completed!