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The five of them mounted their horses and followed the official road to the west. The horse Long Fei rode was Shangguan Qingshan's, and the horse Shangguan Qingshan himself rode on was something he had just bought from the city. But he was a good rider, and he could ride side by side. Long Feiyu had never ridden a horse before, but he had trained in the way of knights. When he rode a horse, he did not need to be trained in order to be able to ride.

On the left side was a tall mountain, and on the right side was a farmland. The tender green of the wheat seedlings dyed the entire farmland green, looking at these, Long Feiyu sighed with emotion, it seemed that two thousand years ago, the wheat had already appeared in China. Otherwise, why would the Human Emperor teach the farmers how to grow the wheat? However, these wheat plants were short and small, which should be the reason for the bad varieties.

Long Feiyu looked at the sky, it was already late, and in two hours, the sky would probably turn dark. They all looked at him, seemingly thinking to take the small path, Long Feiyu said: "Can you guys go faster?

Sen Muming waved his hand, and a few horses rushed into the wheat field, and in that moment, the sound of hooves, the sound of soil being split apart, and the sound of wheat seedlings being stirred up became one!

Long Feiyu was shocked, the small paths did not have this method. The people here lived in poverty, and this wheat was probably all they had this year.

In one of the thatched hut s, a girl rushed out and screamed loudly. She was obviously angry and pained, but very quickly, an old man rushed out and pulled her into the house.

Sen Muming had already rushed past the wheat field. Turning his head, he found that Long Feiyu was still by the side of the official road, and immediately shouted: "Young Master Long, quickly come over!"

Long Feiyu said coldly, "All of you come back!"

Seeing his unfriendly expression, the four of them immediately urged their horses to return. This time, they had trampled wheat field into a complete mess, causing Long Feiyu to furrow his brows.

Shangguan Qingshan looked at him, "What's wrong? "Young master Long …"

Long Feiyu stared at him: "What's wrong? I'd like to ask, what's the matter with you? After riding through the wheat field, you are ruining the achievements of the common people so unscrupulously. How can you feel at ease in your heart? "

Feng Hao laughed out loud: It's nothing, it's just a few wheat seedlings, it's not like killing people and setting fires, the way people do things in the martial arts world is to be without a dog or a dog, what's wrong with a few wheat seedlings, it's not like those common citizens would dare fart!

Long Feiyu stared at him: "You don't dare to care about others, but you can? Do you know what these wheat seedlings mean to the people? This meant that they would have a year's harvest. This meant that they would be eating wolves in the second half of the year. Without this wolf food, they would have starved to death! Do you know that they are also lives, and their lives are no different from ours! What right do you have to do it? Who gave you the right? " In the end, he was already reprimanding her. He was truly angry because he was taught to cherish food and to have feelings for the people. After all these years, he already had the deepest feelings for the people, and these feelings had already entered into his bones. He could not see anyone doing harm to them, even if it was in another world. Facing his savior's rebuke, Feng Hao did not dare to get angry, but it did not mean that he was convinced. He said, "The strong are respected in the martial arts world. This is already a rule. "For the sake of a few commoners, why do you need to …"

Long Feiyu got down from the horse and said coldly: "Everyone, please do your best. Please retract this horse as well! " He really couldn't stand this person speaking of him as a "commoner"! The contempt in his words made him angry.

The four of them were shocked as they didn't know why he suddenly became so angry. They looked at each other and were indescribably shocked as they watched him climb onto the ridge of the fields.

Shangguan Qingshan shouted, "Young Master Long, what are you doing?"

Long Feiyu did not turn his head, nor did he pay attention to him. He walked across the farmland until he reached the front of the hut. Sen Muming and the other two looked at each other. He dismounted helplessly and passed through the farmland to get close to him.

Long Feiyu knocked lightly on the door. Please open the door! "

The door opened and an old man stood there, trembling slightly. "Young..." Young Master, what orders do you have? "

The old man was clearly afraid. His crops had been ruined by someone, but he was afraid! It could be seen that the wulin was a terrifying existence in the hearts of the common people! Long Feiyuwei slightly sighed, and said in the gentlest tone possible: "I'm sorry, Old Uncle! Several of my companions have destroyed your crops, I have come to apologize to you! "

Not to mention destroying the wheat field, even if a few commoners were killed by mistake, the commoners would still accept it. The fighting officials in the martial arts forest did not care about it, but what could a commoner do to a martial arts expert? Why was the person in front of him so polite? Could it be that he wanted to seduce his daughter because his daughter was so beautiful?

He quickly waved his hand and said, "Young Master is too polite. Young Master, please continue your journey. This old man appreciates your kindness! "

A clear and melodious voice came from behind, "Father, where are these seedlings? The whole field is destroyed, we... What should we do? "

The old man was extremely anxious. This little girl actually wanted to show her face at this time. What would happen if she caught the attention of this group of people? He quickly reprimanded: "What did that damn girl say? Why aren't you going back to your room! "

Long Long Feiyu saw his worry and immediately said: "Old Uncle, we don't have any ill intentions. How about this, all the wheat in your field has been destroyed, how much do you think I should pay you?"

The old man shook his head, "No need, no need!"

Li Long smiled as he took out a silver note and handed it over: "To be honest, this silver was given to me by my master. I have also just descended the mountain and do not know how the prices are here.

Throwing down the silver, he turned around.

Everyone was shocked. The old man chased after him anxiously, "Young Master, please wait!"

Long Feiyu stopped and said in an amiable tone, "Is that not enough? I still have a bit of it here! "

The old man said breathlessly, "No..." It was because the Young Master gave them too much! This piece of wheat is only worth 5 taels of silver at most. If it is just the damaged part, 1 tael of silver will be enough. Young Master will pay 100 taels at once, this old man cannot afford it! "

Long Feiyu was stunned, so cheap? The silver taels were too far away from his original life. In his memory, they were not worth anything, and he had no idea that the bag of notes in his hand would be this valuable. He did not expect the old man to be a rich man, but unfortunately, the rich man was unlucky and did not have the chance to use them. However, he did not know that in this world, there was a law that the wulin was rich and poor, it was easy to earn money, but the average literati did not have a place to earn money, and today, they were living a poor life, not to mention the common folk, they were all greedy and poor to the end, so the wealth that the average wulin had in their hands was unimaginable. It was not that the Reverse Wind Sword was especially rich, but Long Feiyu was especially lucky!

This kind of distribution of wealth had a direct impact on the country. There were more and more martial artists, and less and less cultural people. Many cultured people could not bear the poverty and slowly switched to the ranks of martial artists. Some ordinary people even tried their best to send their children under the tutelage of some famous martial artists. Once they succeeded, they would be worth a hundred times more.

Long Feiyuwei laughed, "You can even take back the money you gave us? "I don't have such a habit. How about this, more is more, my uncle doesn't seem to be doing well at home, so I'll just use this money to buy some things!" He still turned around to leave.

The old man became anxious: "Young Master is so straightforward, but I do not dare to be disrespectful, and am ashamed of my actions! Please come in and have a cup of tea! "

The old man's words rang out like a seal. It seemed like he was not a simple person. Could it be that an ordinary citizen of this place had such a profound cultural background?

Long Feiyuwei was slightly puzzled. He nodded lightly, "Alright, I'll go drink with you."

The four disciples from Dian Cang Faction followed him in. They did not say anything, but their eyes were strange as they looked at Long Feiyu.

After entering, the old man quickly greeted, "Xiang'er, pour some tea for this guest!"

When she came out of the room, Long Feiyu's eyes lit up. She was a beautiful big girl. He was around eighteen or nineteen years old and was extremely delicate and pretty. Even though he was dressed in shabby clothes, he was also clean and fitting. It was probably because of his long term bad business, which resulted in his body's late growth. It was a synonym for purity. The old man introduced: "This is my daughter Xiang Xiang! "Don't blame all of you for being ignorant of the rules and regulations of a country girl!"

Long Feiyuwei laughed: "The clear water produces the hibiscus, so it naturally goes to decorate! What a pure woman! "

Shangguan Qingshan also applauded, "Young Master Long is so literary! Just right, just right, just wonderful! "

Xiang Xiang's face flushed red, she sneaked a glance at Long Feiyu, a strange light flashing in her eyes, she looked even more beautiful than before! Water Immortal's eyes also revealed a strange light. She was getting more and more confused about this young master in front of her. Her medical skills were incredibly marvelous, her mind was broad, and she was so good to the commoners. She made a bid of 100 taels of silver as soon as she started, and she seemed to be quite rich. To scholars, most martial arts experts would look down on them, but the martial arts heroine had a special impression towards scholars, because they were more interesting. Although their abilities were not great, they were very cute!

Long Feiyuwei was startled, he then remembered that he had used two lines of poetry to cover his "literary talent", and quickly changed the topic: "Old Uncle, from your words, your literary talent is not bad, are all the people here studying?"

The old man said, "How could the common people have such a good life? This old man was born into a scholar and was born into a sect. When my family fell, I took shelter here." For Young Master to be so humble, and to treat others so sincerely with such an identity, this young one truly respects you very much! "

Long Feiyu sighed softly, "And what status do I have? Actually, my identity and status were worthless. In my world … In my heart, the people are always the most important thing, they are the foundation of a country. A person can look down on himself, but he cannot look down on the people, because the wolf food we eat is made by the people, the clothes we wear are also made by the people's work, woven cloth, cotton, in this sense, the people are our parents! " When he said his last few words, his eyes were actually fixated on the four disciples of Dian Cang Faction!

The old man was overjoyed, "The young master's words have never been said by anyone before, but every word has reached the old man's heart!"

Shangguan Qingshan said emotionally: "Young Noble's words are deeply thought-provoking! Qing Shan acknowledged allegiance! Actually, my family is also an ordinary commoner. We owe a great debt to Master to us to achieve this, we have galloped our horses to ruin this old man's wheat field, the one to compensate should be us. This is a hundred silver taels, please accept it! "

The old man was shocked. What was going on today? Why were there so many outstandingly straightforward people that each of them was worth 100 taels of silver? Could it be that the God of Fortune was in a good mood today, and was looking favorably upon the old man? However, he was not an insatiable person, and hurriedly rejected the offer: "Everyone is too polite, if I were to take another 100 gold coins from you, what would be formed in wheat field is not wheat, but gold! Please take back the silver notes. You are all heroes, to have this kind heart, this old man thanks you on behalf of all the people in the world! " As a result, the old man bowed deeply and the four Dian Cang Faction disciples quickly returned the greeting. At this time, a "plop" sound was heard, and a figure kneeled in front of Long Feiyu, and it was Feng Hao. Feng Hao said: "Young Noble, you saved my life, and are my savior. Just now, I did not understand my benefactor's kindness.

Long Feiyu reached out to help him up, and said sincerely: "You are a straightforward person, I won't care! I just want to tell you, people are equal, regardless of whether he is an official, a Master Wu Lin, a faction of Sect Leader, a scout, a pawn or a commoner. It's just that there are differences in their way of life, but they all have equal personality, and everyone's personality is worthy of respect! "

Everyone were dumbstruck, Feng Hao nodded his head, but in his heart, he was quietly asking himself, What kind of logic is that? Could it be that the emperor and the eunuch shared the same personality? What is a personality?

Looking at everyone's expressions, Long Feiyu secretly complained. He had forgotten that this was a foreign world, not a school classroom, if these people wanted to accept this idea that had existed for more than a thousand years, they still had a long way to go. It was definitely not acceptable!

Everyone was deep in thought, and felt that these words were very profound, but they also had some truth to them. The ancient people had their own opinions, and the people were noble, the king was light, and in these saint's words, ordinary people were more valuable than kings, but in reality, no one could see it, so it could only be considered as "the words of a saint". The person in front of them had a strange theory, and it was similar to the words of a saint, meaning was direct, but because it was straightforward, they did not understand it!

Xiang Xiang's eyes were filled with bewilderment and joy, who was this person? She respected her, and her father, and that was enough. As a member of such a family, she had never dreamed that someone high and mighty would say such words to them that would move her and move her. Was he the Bodhisattva that the heavens had sent to save the poor? Why would there be such a merciful heart?