Chapter 602
The Sun of Mount Tai
Chapter 602 The Sun of Mount Tai ([-])
a few days later.
So many people came to the village at once, which made everyone in the village quite uneasy at first.
The village community that has been exactly the same for hundreds of years has never been so lively, and the people in the village community have no idea what these people are going to do.
They are different from those in the city. The people in the city can at least hear some news, and the news that the village community here can hear comes from the Tianzheng and tax collectors sent by the lord.
It has been a tradition for hundreds of years to deal with public affairs before daring to deal with private affairs during the busy season of spring planting and autumn harvest.
Just like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, I never thought about what it would look like if the sun rose in the west and set in the east.
Liang's father is also considered to have been through wars for a long time. The Qilu War and the Xiangzi Niu Rebellion, it's not that the people have never seen a large army, but every time it was just a reincarnation.
The only thing that changes may be the descendant of the owner of the fief, and the unchanging life is the same.
But this time, the arrival of the Mohist people made the people feel a little different in just three days.
In three days, not many things can be done, but some insignificant things can still be done, and the most important thing is that these insignificant things are already turned upside down in the eyes of the people, and no army has ever done this before.
It was summer at this time, and it was unavoidably rainy. After the company of volunteers arrived, they took advantage of the sunny weather to repair the houses of several families in the village.
The houses in the village are all thatched and plate-built, very simple, but if the thatch is not straightened out properly, once it rains, the water soaked in the yellow-brown juice of the thatch will fall into the house.
To repair a house, you need to mow the grass to dry, wait until it is dry, and then lay it on the roof to form a smooth stubble so that the rain can flow down.
Grass is not easy to dry, but things like mixing mud can still be done.
The volunteers and soldiers were all peasants, and the camp of the volunteers was not just a barracks, but a school of Sishang style. The soldiers had learned many messy skills in the barracks, and it was easy to mix the mud.
It was such an insignificant matter that made the work of the Mohists who arrived here less than a few days easier.
At least, the people feel that this is a group of good people, and this group of good people will never harm themselves.
That night, as soon as the sun set, a bonfire was lit in the village commune, and a group of people sat around there.
Shu Guitian and a few classmates found an earthen pot, filled it with water, and boiled it beside the campfire.
After taking off their shirts, a few young people took advantage of the heat of the boiling water to put them on. Under the fumigation of the heat, the lice hidden in the clothes densely crawled to the neckline.
Unskilled fingers squeezed it up, making a rattling sound, and some particularly loud sounds were especially loud.
If this were at home, there would definitely not be so many lice, and even if there were, most of them would be scalded to death by mother with hot water during laundry, and it was not up to these young people to do it themselves.
In the past few years, more and more habits have been passed down to Sishang from the Mohists and volunteer teachers. One of them is washing clothes and bathing with soap. Very cheap tooth powder made of lime powder and soap powder and toothbrushes with pig bristles are also gradually It is popularized in Sishang.
When they got here, these young people felt a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, those older ink practitioners knew how to deal with these annoying parasites, so they squeezed these annoying lice with somewhat unskilled hands.
After everyone came to the village community, they lived in the homes of the common people in the village community.
The family where Shu Guitian and others live has a total of seven people, an old father, a couple, and five children. The oldest one is still going out with the army.
The pair of fathers had a total of about nine children, several of whom died young, and only five survived.
Because women have too many children, they are sick all over and can't do much work.
The eldest son finally grew up, caught up with this expedition, and went out with the army.
Shu Guitian and the others live in some haystacks in the whole house, which is naturally not as good as the wooden beds at home, but if you don't consider the parasites that bite people at night and can't sleep, it's actually okay.
There is only one thing, it is really hard for these young people to get used to.
People here only eat two meals a day, one meal in the corner, and one meal in the evening. In order to communicate with the people, the Mohist people also eat according to the habits of the villagers.
There is also a hierarchical system for eating, of course, mainly because of the underdeveloped productivity.Even after more than a hundred years, it is still four meals for the emperor, three meals for the princes, and two meals for the common people, to show the difference between high and low and rank status.
In fact, 20 years ago, Sishang also had two meals a day, but as the Mohist family took root in Sishang, almost half of the family members in Sishang had served in volunteer divisions. Some habits in the army, such as three meals a day, Brought back to Sishang, in the past 20 years to change customs, there is no more organized method than this university in the military.
After eating three meals a day for several years, the two meals a day were really unbearable, and several people tossed and turned hungry at night.
Hunger is a wonderful feeling. The more you think about it, the more hungry you become. Only when you are very hungry, but you can’t feel it, can you fall asleep.
The aristocrat of the village community is an old gentleman who abides by everything in the past. Firearms and glassware have already begun to be circulated in Qilu aristocratic circles, and the old aristocrats still don’t use them, let alone those black jade with deep Mohist symbols, Ghost fingers and other crops.
A village is no more closed than a city. If many people were not conscripted with the army, they might see the sky above them all their lives.
The occlusion here is even worse because of the conservatism of the lord.
The few meals that Shu Guitian ate here were really hard to swallow.Cooked wheat grains without peeling and grinding, slippery wild vegetable stew... It’s not that there is no such meal in the family, but at least even boiled carrots will always drip into it Two drops of oil still have some taste.
The food here always feels that no matter how much I eat, I can’t get enough, as if my stomach can’t keep these foods without a little bit of fat.
Sun Pu's original intention was not to make them remember bitterness and think sweetness, but the reality is that they have only eaten a few meals, and some people are already thinking about the sweetness at home, and they have a more unambiguous understanding of "benefit the world" which was originally just a slogan. understand.
As the bonfire was turned on, Shu Guitian bit a large louse to death with his teeth, and muttered, "Get up early tomorrow and go to the river to take a bath."
There are other things during the day, and I can’t get away from it. I have to measure the land, and I am so busy that I am dizzy. If I really need to practice the things I learned in those textbooks, it is really not something that can be mastered in a day or two.
They had soap on them, but they could only wash their faces these few days. The school in Sishang had to wash once every ten days, but now they don’t have such conditions here. In addition, the time is tight, so it is really impossible to spare time.
After muttering a few times, a child in the rough clothes obviously changed from the old volunteer army uniform ran up to Shu Guitian and the others with a snake in his hand, and said, "Bake it, it's delicious."
Father Liang's dialect is somewhat similar to that of Sishang. Although it is different, it is not incomprehensible. This child looked at the snake greedily, but he did not forget to give some to the people living in their home. He is also a kind of child. The best payoff imaginable.
When Shu Guitian first came to this house to eat and live, none of the three children had any clothes. They were young, so it was okay to not wear clothes. Most children in the village were like this.If it is winter, the cat will spend the winter directly in the haystack, and will not be able to wear an old linen shirt until it is older.
The volunteer teacher couldn't stand it anymore, so he got a batch of spare military uniforms in his backpack and distributed them to those in the village who couldn't even wear clothes. clothes.
The children were overjoyed, and the adults in the family got closer to the Mo family.
At this time, although there is a lot of land and hemp plants are everywhere, but the cloth tax is paid every year, and some farm work is needed, so busy that the family may not be able to prepare enough clothes in the end.Originally, Qilu's gift of cloth and silk still existed until Mencius traveled decades later, let alone at this time.
"July" sings: No clothes, no brown, why die.This is not moaning for nothing.
The child rewarded him with a snake for that outfit, and the smell of the grilled snake meat filled the air. It was the first time Shu Guitian felt that the snake meat could be so delicious.
Based on this situation, a small piece of grilled snake meat should be Shu Guitian's most desired item.
On the other side of the bonfire, the people of the village community repay the Mohists here with their open hearts, and for Sun Pu, the open hearts of the people is what he wants most.
"Yeah, life is hard. How can I not be bitter?"
"When I go to the field in February, I have to do the work on the public field first. Planting crops has to catch up with the season, but at the busiest time, I have to finish the work on the public field before I can do my own work."
"In summer, I have to weed my master's field first, and I have to spend five days a month to help my master with his family affairs."
"In autumn, you have to harvest the master's field before you can harvest your own. After paying the taxes, you have to hurry to repair the house for the master, mow the grass and prepare the horse food for the master's house in winter."
"We have to practice martial arts in winter. When it freezes, we have to dig a cellar to store ice for the master. We also have to cut firewood and hunt. Every year, the village community pays tribute to some wild animals. If there are fewer, we have to punish them. They are all used by the master to sacrifice and receive guests, so there is no need for them.”
The father of the child who caught the snake before had a bitter face, and the redness reflected by the bonfire finally had some colors other than black and gray, and told Sun Pu his full of dissatisfaction and pain.
As "July" sang, the life of the feudal peasants is like this. Nobles exploit feudal obligations. Farmers have their own means of production, but they need to fulfill their obligations for the feudal lord before they can do their own things.
Not slaves, not sharecroppers, but more like serfs in between.If you can't stand it, you can flee, but the price of fleeing is too high, so there is the "tyranny is fiercer than a tiger" that Confucius lamented in the sun of Mount Tai.
(End of this chapter)
a few days later.
So many people came to the village at once, which made everyone in the village quite uneasy at first.
The village community that has been exactly the same for hundreds of years has never been so lively, and the people in the village community have no idea what these people are going to do.
They are different from those in the city. The people in the city can at least hear some news, and the news that the village community here can hear comes from the Tianzheng and tax collectors sent by the lord.
It has been a tradition for hundreds of years to deal with public affairs before daring to deal with private affairs during the busy season of spring planting and autumn harvest.
Just like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west, I never thought about what it would look like if the sun rose in the west and set in the east.
Liang's father is also considered to have been through wars for a long time. The Qilu War and the Xiangzi Niu Rebellion, it's not that the people have never seen a large army, but every time it was just a reincarnation.
The only thing that changes may be the descendant of the owner of the fief, and the unchanging life is the same.
But this time, the arrival of the Mohist people made the people feel a little different in just three days.
In three days, not many things can be done, but some insignificant things can still be done, and the most important thing is that these insignificant things are already turned upside down in the eyes of the people, and no army has ever done this before.
It was summer at this time, and it was unavoidably rainy. After the company of volunteers arrived, they took advantage of the sunny weather to repair the houses of several families in the village.
The houses in the village are all thatched and plate-built, very simple, but if the thatch is not straightened out properly, once it rains, the water soaked in the yellow-brown juice of the thatch will fall into the house.
To repair a house, you need to mow the grass to dry, wait until it is dry, and then lay it on the roof to form a smooth stubble so that the rain can flow down.
Grass is not easy to dry, but things like mixing mud can still be done.
The volunteers and soldiers were all peasants, and the camp of the volunteers was not just a barracks, but a school of Sishang style. The soldiers had learned many messy skills in the barracks, and it was easy to mix the mud.
It was such an insignificant matter that made the work of the Mohists who arrived here less than a few days easier.
At least, the people feel that this is a group of good people, and this group of good people will never harm themselves.
That night, as soon as the sun set, a bonfire was lit in the village commune, and a group of people sat around there.
Shu Guitian and a few classmates found an earthen pot, filled it with water, and boiled it beside the campfire.
After taking off their shirts, a few young people took advantage of the heat of the boiling water to put them on. Under the fumigation of the heat, the lice hidden in the clothes densely crawled to the neckline.
Unskilled fingers squeezed it up, making a rattling sound, and some particularly loud sounds were especially loud.
If this were at home, there would definitely not be so many lice, and even if there were, most of them would be scalded to death by mother with hot water during laundry, and it was not up to these young people to do it themselves.
In the past few years, more and more habits have been passed down to Sishang from the Mohists and volunteer teachers. One of them is washing clothes and bathing with soap. Very cheap tooth powder made of lime powder and soap powder and toothbrushes with pig bristles are also gradually It is popularized in Sishang.
When they got here, these young people felt a little overwhelmed. Fortunately, those older ink practitioners knew how to deal with these annoying parasites, so they squeezed these annoying lice with somewhat unskilled hands.
After everyone came to the village community, they lived in the homes of the common people in the village community.
The family where Shu Guitian and others live has a total of seven people, an old father, a couple, and five children. The oldest one is still going out with the army.
The pair of fathers had a total of about nine children, several of whom died young, and only five survived.
Because women have too many children, they are sick all over and can't do much work.
The eldest son finally grew up, caught up with this expedition, and went out with the army.
Shu Guitian and the others live in some haystacks in the whole house, which is naturally not as good as the wooden beds at home, but if you don't consider the parasites that bite people at night and can't sleep, it's actually okay.
There is only one thing, it is really hard for these young people to get used to.
People here only eat two meals a day, one meal in the corner, and one meal in the evening. In order to communicate with the people, the Mohist people also eat according to the habits of the villagers.
There is also a hierarchical system for eating, of course, mainly because of the underdeveloped productivity.Even after more than a hundred years, it is still four meals for the emperor, three meals for the princes, and two meals for the common people, to show the difference between high and low and rank status.
In fact, 20 years ago, Sishang also had two meals a day, but as the Mohist family took root in Sishang, almost half of the family members in Sishang had served in volunteer divisions. Some habits in the army, such as three meals a day, Brought back to Sishang, in the past 20 years to change customs, there is no more organized method than this university in the military.
After eating three meals a day for several years, the two meals a day were really unbearable, and several people tossed and turned hungry at night.
Hunger is a wonderful feeling. The more you think about it, the more hungry you become. Only when you are very hungry, but you can’t feel it, can you fall asleep.
The aristocrat of the village community is an old gentleman who abides by everything in the past. Firearms and glassware have already begun to be circulated in Qilu aristocratic circles, and the old aristocrats still don’t use them, let alone those black jade with deep Mohist symbols, Ghost fingers and other crops.
A village is no more closed than a city. If many people were not conscripted with the army, they might see the sky above them all their lives.
The occlusion here is even worse because of the conservatism of the lord.
The few meals that Shu Guitian ate here were really hard to swallow.Cooked wheat grains without peeling and grinding, slippery wild vegetable stew... It’s not that there is no such meal in the family, but at least even boiled carrots will always drip into it Two drops of oil still have some taste.
The food here always feels that no matter how much I eat, I can’t get enough, as if my stomach can’t keep these foods without a little bit of fat.
Sun Pu's original intention was not to make them remember bitterness and think sweetness, but the reality is that they have only eaten a few meals, and some people are already thinking about the sweetness at home, and they have a more unambiguous understanding of "benefit the world" which was originally just a slogan. understand.
As the bonfire was turned on, Shu Guitian bit a large louse to death with his teeth, and muttered, "Get up early tomorrow and go to the river to take a bath."
There are other things during the day, and I can’t get away from it. I have to measure the land, and I am so busy that I am dizzy. If I really need to practice the things I learned in those textbooks, it is really not something that can be mastered in a day or two.
They had soap on them, but they could only wash their faces these few days. The school in Sishang had to wash once every ten days, but now they don’t have such conditions here. In addition, the time is tight, so it is really impossible to spare time.
After muttering a few times, a child in the rough clothes obviously changed from the old volunteer army uniform ran up to Shu Guitian and the others with a snake in his hand, and said, "Bake it, it's delicious."
Father Liang's dialect is somewhat similar to that of Sishang. Although it is different, it is not incomprehensible. This child looked at the snake greedily, but he did not forget to give some to the people living in their home. He is also a kind of child. The best payoff imaginable.
When Shu Guitian first came to this house to eat and live, none of the three children had any clothes. They were young, so it was okay to not wear clothes. Most children in the village were like this.If it is winter, the cat will spend the winter directly in the haystack, and will not be able to wear an old linen shirt until it is older.
The volunteer teacher couldn't stand it anymore, so he got a batch of spare military uniforms in his backpack and distributed them to those in the village who couldn't even wear clothes. clothes.
The children were overjoyed, and the adults in the family got closer to the Mo family.
At this time, although there is a lot of land and hemp plants are everywhere, but the cloth tax is paid every year, and some farm work is needed, so busy that the family may not be able to prepare enough clothes in the end.Originally, Qilu's gift of cloth and silk still existed until Mencius traveled decades later, let alone at this time.
"July" sings: No clothes, no brown, why die.This is not moaning for nothing.
The child rewarded him with a snake for that outfit, and the smell of the grilled snake meat filled the air. It was the first time Shu Guitian felt that the snake meat could be so delicious.
Based on this situation, a small piece of grilled snake meat should be Shu Guitian's most desired item.
On the other side of the bonfire, the people of the village community repay the Mohists here with their open hearts, and for Sun Pu, the open hearts of the people is what he wants most.
"Yeah, life is hard. How can I not be bitter?"
"When I go to the field in February, I have to do the work on the public field first. Planting crops has to catch up with the season, but at the busiest time, I have to finish the work on the public field before I can do my own work."
"In summer, I have to weed my master's field first, and I have to spend five days a month to help my master with his family affairs."
"In autumn, you have to harvest the master's field before you can harvest your own. After paying the taxes, you have to hurry to repair the house for the master, mow the grass and prepare the horse food for the master's house in winter."
"We have to practice martial arts in winter. When it freezes, we have to dig a cellar to store ice for the master. We also have to cut firewood and hunt. Every year, the village community pays tribute to some wild animals. If there are fewer, we have to punish them. They are all used by the master to sacrifice and receive guests, so there is no need for them.”
The father of the child who caught the snake before had a bitter face, and the redness reflected by the bonfire finally had some colors other than black and gray, and told Sun Pu his full of dissatisfaction and pain.
As "July" sang, the life of the feudal peasants is like this. Nobles exploit feudal obligations. Farmers have their own means of production, but they need to fulfill their obligations for the feudal lord before they can do their own things.
Not slaves, not sharecroppers, but more like serfs in between.If you can't stand it, you can flee, but the price of fleeing is too high, so there is the "tyranny is fiercer than a tiger" that Confucius lamented in the sun of Mount Tai.
(End of this chapter)