Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 1221 Autumn rains continuously, hidden dangers breed

   "It's really good rain to know the season. Our rice just returned to the warehouse, and it started to rain."

  After the rice was harvested, it began to rain lightly, and the people who had already returned to the warehouse couldn't help but rejoice.

  The most feared thing about autumn harvest is rain. When it rains, the rice in the field will be spoiled in the field before it can be harvested in time, resulting in a decrease in yield.

  So people rejoice that it rains after the autumn harvest.

"Although the rice production this year is a little lower than in previous years, our county magistrate has applied for a tax reduction from the imperial court for us. The villages that were ravaged by the Japanese pirates were all exempted from taxes, and the villages that were not ravaged by the Japanese pirates were also reduced by 30%. This year, we ordinary people, we can finally have a good year."

   "Yes, God is good, and the magistrate is also good. We finally met a good year. It's a pity that the magistrate will be promoted soon. I don't know if the next magistrate will be as good as our magistrate."

"Don't even think about it. I don't think you'll ever meet a magistrate as good as our magistrate. If nothing else, let's say that the special prisoners go home to harvest in the autumn. Which magistrate has this responsibility and courage?! As long as the next If the magistrate can be 30% better than our magistrate, I can wake up laughing from my dreams."

  The busy farming is over, and it is raining again, so people can't do other work, so people sit at home chatting with emotion.

  Zhu Ping’an’s prisoners who were specially allowed to go home to participate in the autumn harvest returned to the prison as scheduled after the autumn harvest was over, and none of them was missing. The county magistrate loves the people like a son, and frees the prisoners to harvest in autumn; all the prisoners know how to repay their kindness, and return to prison as promised. This story became another annual good story, an anecdote, which quickly spread from Jingnan to the outside world.

  Zhu Ping'an is no longer the unknown person he was at the beginning. With the spread of the news, he has become famous among the people.

   The light rain was drizzling, although it was not falling heavily, but it continued to rain for two days and two nights, and there was no intention of stopping.

  People welcome this continuous light rain. The autumn is harvested, and the warehouse is also returned. If you want to do it, you can do it. You can take the opportunity to spend a few days at home and have a good rest.

People are all at home, the conflicts and disputes are greatly reduced, and almost no one comes to the county government to argue; in addition, it rains and can't go out to work, and the planned repair of the city wall and the construction of the beacon tower can only be postponed later. The yamen had a lot of leisure for a while.

"The choice of soldiers is still the best, but times are different, and it is difficult to stick to one choice. If the grass is ignorant at the beginning, and the momentum of recruiting is like the Spring and Autumn and Warring States, the selection method is the same. Fang is in peace today, and the people are forgotten. The war, the car and the book are confused, and the sudden change"

  Zhu Ping’an had a lot of free time, and began to search for memories, and silently wrote and restored "Ji Xiao’s New Book" and "Records of Military Training" that modern people had read.

   "New Book of Ji Xiao" and "Records of Military Training" are summaries of the military experience of Qi Jiguang, a famous anti-Japanese general, and they couldn't be more applicable to today's Ming Dynasty. This is the advantage of Zhu Ping'an's hundreds of years of experience. Now that Qi Jiguang is still serving as the commander of the Dengzhou Guard, it will take decades to sum up these two military masterpieces. The nutrition of two military masterpieces.

The reason why Zhu Pingan devoted himself to military classics such as "New Book of Ji Xiao" and "Records of Military Training" during this period is because the Japanese plague in the south of the Yangtze River is like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head, and it will soon come to an end. It broke out in an all-round way, and it became more and more violent; secondly, because Zhu Pingan was appointed to punish and supervise the affairs of the inspector, compared with the previous dynasty, the Ming Dynasty canceled the regimental training envoy, and changed it to the inspector, military preparation and road division. . When Zhu Pingan received the official promotion document, he heard from the official who submitted the official document that there are four sub-roads in Zhejiang, namely Hangyan Road, Ningshao Road, Jiahu Road, and Jinqu Road. Jingnan had outstanding achievements in the anti-Japanese war, and the higher-ups deliberately let him use his status as a procuratorial envoy to take charge of the regiment training and grain storage of a certain branch of the patrol.

  One general is incompetent and exhausts the three armies. Now that he knows that after he takes up the post of procurator and inspector, he is likely to divide and unify the regiment training affairs of the patrols, he must quickly enrich his military knowledge and improve his military command and other qualities. The important affairs of the country are sacrifices and military affairs, and the military is no small matter, which requires ten thousand hearts.

  Actually, Zhu Ping'an is very hopeful about the split training.

  Zhu Ping'an made an oath before, vowing to wipe out all the Japanese pirates in the Ming Dynasty, and lead the army to whip the Japanese chieftains of the island country. Now that he has the opportunity to meddle in the military and fulfill his oath, Zhu Ping'an will naturally make adequate preparations and firmly grasp this opportunity.

  When the Japanese invaders come, people will be devastated!

  I can't stand it!

  Long night, accompanied by the sound of rain. Zhu Ping'an studied until about three o'clock, then turned off the lights and went to the bedroom to rest.

The light rain has been falling for five days. Zhu Pingan was eating at noon, listening to Hua'er muttering, and suddenly realized that this continuous autumn rain has been falling for five full days, and it basically didn't stop in the middle. Pass.

   Zhu Ping'an suddenly thought of something, couldn't help but put down his chopsticks, walked quickly outside the door, and checked the rainfall in the yard.

   "Uncle, Uncle, this crispy shrimp won't taste good when it's cold, and the shark's fin soup tastes good when it's hot."

"Ah, I almost forgot, Uncle, it's still raining outside, you need to hold an umbrella, it's easy to get cold if you get wet from the rain. If you feel unwell, the young lady will scold the maid for not taking good care of you if she finds out. Uncle's."

Seeing that Zhu Ping'an put down his chopsticks and went out without eating two mouthfuls, Hua'er, the little bun girl, couldn't help pouting and said, covering the dishes with bowls and plates in a hurry to reduce the heat dissipation. When the cover was halfway, she suddenly remembered that it was raining outside. It seemed that he went out without an umbrella, and suddenly jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and hurriedly opened an umbrella and went out to catch up.

  As soon as I went out, I saw my uncle in the yard looking up at the sky for a while, and looking down at the water in the yard for a while, like a goose. Baozi's little maid, Hua'er's cheeks suddenly became more bulging. It’s raining lightly and not chicken legs, the food I cook is delicious, what’s so good about the water in the yard, and my paintings are beautiful, I cleaned it up before I went out , put on makeup, painted black eyebrows, and even painted lip gloss. My uncle didn't even take a good look at me

  Miss also asked me to warm my uncle’s bed and feed him. But the bed was so warm that my uncle didn’t even come.

Hua'er, the little maid of the steamed stuffed bun, got more puffed up as she thought about it, but it didn't affect her calf running fast. She tiptoed up and lifted the red oil-paper umbrella up on Zhu Ping'an's head, almost holding the whole umbrella up to Zhu Ping'an's head. On it, I was outside in the rain.

   "The situation is not right." Zhu Pingan frowned, as if talking to Hua'er, or talking to himself.

"Of course it's not right. The servant girl warms the bed every day, and my uncle doesn't come here." Baozi's little maid Hua'er reflexively said it, and just after she said it, she realized that it was wrong. She was so ashamed, don't want it .

   Oh, I'm so ashamed, why did you say what's in your heart? But, the lady just confessed.

   Baozi's little maid, Hua'er's ears were red from embarrassment.

   "What, I mean the rain is wrong"

  Zhu Ping'an flicked Hua'er's forehead casually, took the umbrella from Hua'er's hand, straightened it upright, and covered both of them under the umbrella.

   This simple, silly girl was too deeply poisoned by feudal ideology.

   "Uncle, it hurts"

  Hua'er covered her forehead, seeing her son-in-law holding an umbrella on top of her head, her eyes blurred, and her voice was like a cat's.

  (end of this chapter)