With the loss caused by this disagreement between reality and dreams, Guguitian tossed and turned in the haystack and couldn't sleep.

I clearly thought that I would get up early tomorrow and go to the river to take a shower, so I should fall asleep as soon as possible, but the more I want to sleep, the more I can't sleep.

After turning over a few times, I felt as if the lice were crawling around again, and even crawling into my heart, making my heart itchy.

The classmates next to them had already made slight snoring. The hay salsa sounded when Shu Guitian turned over. The regular snoring of classmates who had been used to him was constantly drilling into his ears.

So he sat up and looked at the moonlight that came from the window without paper sealing. Shu Guitian looked at everything around him and had some strange thoughts.

"Fortunately I just came to help with things, but I didn't want to keep benefiting the world in the village and community..."

"If... if one day I have to let me do such a thing and go to the village community of Chu Qin and Sanjin, I can only ask my father to find the uncles and uncles in the army and not let me go."

"I'm not afraid of death. Even if I'm going to fight in front of the battle, it's much more interesting than this."

Thinking of this, my body felt cold again. Thinking of my father's usual temperament, I couldn't help but shake my head again.

"Forget it, my father will definitely not come forward, maybe he will scold me..."

Apart from my father's side, I'm afraid it's hard to say when I think of the various disciplines of the Mo family.

If you don’t join the Mo family and become a Mo person, although it is not said that it is difficult to move forward in Si, it is impossible to do something big.

But if you become a Mo, you must abide by discipline. The organization decides that you will go wherever you go. If you don’t go, you will be punished internally and may be expelled from the Mo family.

He also knew that the teacher who taught literacy in his village was also one of the first generation of Si Shang to learn writing. A transfer order made many of them scattered to various villages and communities in Si Shang, and they might have decided to do nothing else in their entire lives.

Thinking of this, Shu Guitian felt a little guilty. The education he received since childhood was to benefit the world was an obligation. Even if no one supervised him, he still felt a little guilty, as if someone was staring at the thoughts that suddenly came out of his heart.

"I don't want to benefit the world. Ke Zi Mo Zi said: Let everyone get their strengths and do the world's affairs; if they divide their duties, they will get the world's affairs; if they like them, they will prepare the world's affairs."

"Zi Mozi said that the things people in the world do are what they want to do and out of their own interests, then the world will be profitable at that time. I don't want to do these trivial matters in villages and communities, it seems... nothing wrong, right?"

He felt that he had finally found a reason to be worthy of his inner uneasiness. He breathed a sigh of relief and thought: "If you want to benefit the world, everyone is united in heart. It is like building a wall. Those who can build a solid soil can build a solid soil, and those who can appreciate it can be happy, and then the wall will be formed. This is also true for the sake of justice and benefit the world. Those who can talk about debates, those who can speak about writing can speak, and those who can engage in doing it can be accomplished."

"After all, I still have to be 'can'. I should work hard in Xiliu Military Academy in the future. Among the people, I am most skilled in learning Liu Navigation and sailing skills, so I am afraid I won't use it here? Besides, isn't Xiliu Shui Master also beneficial to the world? Don't I want any wealth and fame, right?"

People can always find reasons to convince themselves, and they can always find reasons to make themselves at ease. Shu Guitian didn't know that there might be many people who had some similar ideas to him. There are people who really want to do things hard to benefit the world, not few or many.

After all, he was still young, and after convinced himself, his heart felt relieved.

After lying in the haystack, he turned over a few times, and his sleepiness came. The annoying shouts and annoying lice seemed to be gone.

The next morning, my classmates were called to take a shower. I was pressed against my dark circles. Someone laughed at him for asking him if he was homesick. He was a little embarrassed and didn't want to express his true thoughts, so he had to nod.

The reason why he convinced himself in his heart might feel something was wrong. He didn't know what everyone was thinking, so he was embarrassed to say it.

If you miss home, it is not a reason why people laugh at it too much.

The cold river water was thrilled, and those messy thoughts were abandoned, and the young people's thoughts came and went quickly.

After coming to the field with tools such as wooden poles, protractors, ranging cables and function tables, Shu Guitian finally forgot what he thought of tortured him all night.

This time, the Mohist policy was to measure the land that no matter whether the farming farmers or the land that was not enfeoffed, or the aristocrats' sealed fields and the transitional private fields.

The nobles' fields are connected into large areas, and there is no such a crisscrossing pattern. The best flat land seems to be out of sight at a glance.

This is the largest fiefdom in the old noble family. The corn planted on it is when the green grows, spreading to the horizon.

Although there is no ridge, the most basic ranks are already available. With such a large area of ​​land, it is naturally impossible for the nobles to cultivate it themselves.

The girl beside Shu Guitian sighed and sang: "Carry the roe and the oak, and the farming and the waters are cultivated and married, and the rushing are gone. The marquis master Hou Bo, Hou Yahou, Hou Qihou, and Hou Qihou. Some people are willing to be gentle and charm their wives, and some follow their men. Some people are easy to cover their trunks, and some are able to sow hundreds of grains. They are actually alive, and some are good at posts and posts. Some are tired of their talents, they are tired of their seedlings, and they are endless. They are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich. They are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich, and they are rich. They are rich and rich, and they are rich and rich. They are wine and wine, and they are not good for their ancestors. They are not good for their ancestors. They are not good for their fragrance. The light of the country, and the sweetness of the peppers, and the peace of Hu Kao. There are not good for them, but for the present, and they are as good as this."

"I think when planting in such a place, thousands of people work together. For thousands of people, these thousands of people must first be busy with the land of the founder before they can be busy with their own..."

Shu Guitian said: "In fact, if it were on Si, there would not be many people using such a large area. Cattle, horse, cart, plowshare, and the ear cutting cart that was just released a few years ago, how could so many people use?"

"The wheat fields in our village are collaborated with everyone. There are more than 8,000 acres, so you don't need to work hard when planting them."

"Didn't Shizi say that it's not wrong to connect the land to pieces, but to whom the land belongs to."

He was not surprised that such a vast arable land was originally near Peize, and they were all large areas of flat wasteland. Many of the land that have been reclaimed over the years are publicly owned by the villages and communities that cannot be seen in the border.

Thinking of this, the young Shu Guitian couldn't help but want to give advice. According to some of the words that their village and his father and others often discussed, he said: "I want to say that the farmers on this fief are originally going to work collectively. In fact, they don't have to divide them into small pieces. They have the basis of collective work, so it's better to belong to the collective."

"In this way, we can raise more money to buy cattle, horse and carriage; second, we can level water conservancy; third, we can also organize some village workshops, such as spinning, paper making, and wine making... but one person can't do it. Anyway, this is what our village community is."

He said it very well. The middle-aged man who led the team chuckled, biting his beard on his lips and looked at the active young people, and said with a smile: "Gui Tian said it very well. I think I want to give the advice from above, let you come here to do it well, and take the people on the sealed fields to do it well, and do it as well as your village. Maybe in a few years, your name will be included in the newspapers on Si..."

This is just a joke, but it made the smile on Shu Guitian's face stagnate. Thinking of the things I thought of last night, my heart pounded and said to myself: "No. I won't come. If I were in the village community all my life, I would be so suffocated. I wouldn't want to live this day when I saw death at a glance."

Then I thought about it again, I was afraid that this joke was also correct. I had to have a capable, talented, knowledgeable, and courageous person to lead. How to farm, how to allocate, how to build workshops... Now it is not possible to rely solely on the people on this fiefdom.

Shu Guitian didn't dare to answer this obvious joke, but just smiled and changed the topic a little awkwardly, then continued to take out the protractor to measure the angle of the measuring rod.

The middle-aged Mozhe who led the team didn't think too much. He said a joke and was about to go to the distance to take a look. Someone ran over and whispered, "Team leader, someone is staring at us."

The man quietly stretched out his fingers, and there were seven or eight people in the distance, which could not be seen clearly from afar, but it should not be the serfs on the village fiefdom, but the private soldiers under the nobles.

The middle-aged Mozhe waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about him, be your own. The righteous master is right next to him, what are you afraid of?"

Fist is sometimes the biggest truth. Now the company of the Volunteer Division is nearby, and most of the private soldiers on the fiefdom have not returned yet, so he is not afraid of any abnormal movements among these people.

However, when he thought of Sun Pu's advice, he still touched the sword on his waist and said to himself: "But protect these children. If it were the people who retired from the righteous master in the past did these things, there was nothing to worry about? Not to mention seven or eight people, even if there were more, I wouldn't be afraid of them if I really wanted to start..."

He just ignored it, and the seven or eight people in the distance looked at it for a while but did not leave.

When the sun was in the southeast and it was already the middle of the corner, several young people wiped the sweat from their faces and looked at the sun and said, "It's time to have a meal. Why haven't you come to deliver the meal yet?"

The person who delivers food is someone from a village not far away, and he is considered to be hired. He has money or food to take when cooking and delivering food. This is all agreed.

The children may not know the reason, but the Mozhe who led the team understood the reason. In the deep-rooted way, today, they measured the land of the nobles, and were afraid that the people would not dare to come over when they saw someone staring at him, for fear of causing trouble for themselves.

This is understandable. Although it is a good thing to divide the land, I am afraid that the consequences will be bad if I offend the nobles. Everyone is still watching. This is a cunning that people have.

The middle-aged man was good at the world, so he waved to Shu Guitian and said, "Don't you know how to ride a horse? You can go back to get food, come back soon."

Although Shu Guitian was young, he guessed it a little bit and muttered: "We are here to save them and give them land, but they are timid..."
Chapter completed!