Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Whether a dynasty wins the hearts of the people or not can never be determined by praising its virtues in history books!

Spring River Plumbing Duck Prophet.

In a dynasty, the superstructure is the first to respond to the gains and losses of its policies.

And it is always the bottom class of society who ultimately pay for the policies!

——No matter what the policy is.

This law remains unchanged forever!

Therefore, to say whether a dynasty is strong or not cannot be judged by how many books and how many people are shouting for it...

But look at the people at the bottom!

Literary prison can block the mouths of literati, but what cannot be blocked...is the human heart!

I mentioned some things about my ancestors before, but I didn’t go into too much detail.

When I was a child, I went to a teahouse with my grandfather and listened to people telling stories about the old man. At that time, I must have been about eight or nine years old.

I don’t understand people’s hearts, so I just said that was my cousin...

Then, people rushed to pay for my grandfather’s tea.

As a result, I was beaten up by the old man on the spot. He stopped me and said it was the door of my house, and turned around and paid for the meal.

(In teahouses at that time, a bowl of tea cost [-] cents and a lunch cost [-] yuan.)

I feel so wronged.

It was obvious that my grandfather had sold all the land and then scraped together the money to buy the gun. I don't understand why the old man refused to tell me.

The old man was in good health at that time, but he was so cruel that his body was purple for half a month.

On the way back, the old man said this in a few words.

I can’t remember the specifics, but the general idea is:

The affairs of the ancestors are the choices of the ancestors. If you talk about the ancestors, it is not your own doing and it is not your credit.

This is called using my ancestors to trick people into eating and drinking...

People can't do this.

The old man talked all the way, and that’s all I remember.

When I was young, I didn't understand these principles.

After I came back, I told my second uncle that I had been beaten. Then, when my second uncle asked why, he said nothing.

Don't stand up for me at all.

Then, after a while, I forgot why, the three old brothers had dinner at my grandfather's house.

In my grandfather's family, there are only two grandchildren: me and my cousin. I am the eldest, six years older than him, so I was also called to the table.

The three brothers drank some wine and chatted.

I forgot the reason, but it was related to my ancestors who didn’t know how many generations ago.

Three brothers, you and I are all gushing over your words, but I feel relaxed and happy when I hear them.

It's really strange to hear this - old men never tell us juniors this.

They said that our ancestors supported Bailian Food back then.

(After I started writing the book, I checked the county annals and discovered that in fact, several big families in Dengzhou at that time supported Bai Lian.)

The news leaked.

While these people were discussing in a restaurant, the Qing army surrounded the restaurant.

Then a pole was erected for women and children to slide down...

All the men were burned to death upstairs...

According to the old men, our group was moved to the highland area of ​​​​Dengxi.

Although the family tree and everything else were destroyed, it was only a few years after we moved here.

There are book friends from the Nanyang area. You will know when I tell you.

My grandfather made a joke back then, and this story was widely circulated in Nanyang.

In that area of ​​Dengzhou City, isn't eating called soup?

My hometown is close to Hubei, and my speaking habits are close to Hubei. Over there, we only have gruel called soup.

Although they are the same county, the way they speak is different.

When my father was fifteen or sixteen years old, according to time calculation, it should be three or more years.

Although it was moved to a deserted area (the area around Dengxi was deserted during the Qing Dynasty - a lot of people were killed.)

However, by the time I was old, I had already made a fortune again and became a big landowner. (In order to help the cousin recruit troops, he directly sold dozens of hectares of land.)

People say that rich people have distant relatives in the mountains.

Although it has been more than 100 years since it was moved to a distant place, people will still entertain you after you have made a fortune.

What's more, the older generation valued relatives. At that time, they paid attention to old relatives and family connections. Unlike now, no one knows the name of the neighbor.

At that time, my old man opened a weaving factory, and my father followed him to Dengzhou to collect cotton.

When I was walking back, I was called by an old relative (distant relative) to have dinner on the edge of Dengzhou City.

My father asked people, what kind of food is it?

People told him - drink soup.

Because to go to that distant relative's house, you have to leave the main road and go around for two or three miles.

My father muttered - I have to go so far to drink soup, I might as well eat dry food.

As a result, when the people who went to eat came back, my father asked what kind of soup it was.

People told him - dumplings!

Well, dumplings are soup.

I heard that I didn’t want to eat soup, but ended up eating dumplings...

Since then, the joke has spread.

The spread of this joke has spread widely in Xiangyang and Nanyang.

When it comes to my grandfather's generation, those who can still be called relatives are five or six generations upward.

In other words, the ancestors can be described as continuing their inheritance.

……

I tell this story to lead to the following passage.

My eldest grandma and second grandma were both child brides.

In the countryside, when winter comes, there is nothing to do, so the old people sit around the fire pot making cotton-padded clothes.

They have said this more than once - when the family was not in ruins, they would make two kinds of clothes for the children, one with buckles (cheongsam) during the day and one without buttons (mingfu) at night. When you come out, you don't dare to let others see you. You can only wear it at night.

Their original word is "大衣", so that should be the word.

It's been so long that I can't remember the exact words.

However, I clearly remember that the difference is that one has a buckle and the other does not have a buckle.

Because I wore it when I was a kid.

I asked some elders from big families about this way of making clothes, and found that almost all large-scale families would do it this way.

This is the Ming Dynasty clothing, the clothes of the Han family in the Ming Dynasty.

The common people risked having their homes confiscated and beheaded to remember and even restore a dynasty.

Tell me, is he good or not? Is he unpopular?

I don’t know about other places…

At least in Nanyang and Xiangyang, as long as the families that were still around in the mid-Qing Dynasty were almost like this.

I have been in contact with a family that owns the first steam engine fleet in Hubei. If not the first, it is the first family to own a steam engine fleet.

In the late Qing Dynasty, his family also had a number of candidates.

How awesome is his family - he directly stole a Western woman to be his little wife.

Even for such a family, they still dress their children like this.

As those with vested interests, they all remember him in this way.

So why is "she" so unpopular?

……

So, you see, whether this dynasty is good or not has never been decided by the literati.

The memory of the common people and word of mouth are the only criteria.