The fertile water of farming does not flow to outsiders' fields

Shunzi and Shunzi's father came over as soon as they jumped, and hurriedly began to push the pig's belly according to Father Xue's instructions.

Father Xue looked at the pig's stomach, and said, "It's starting to move, you all look hard, follow the pig's strength, don't hit too hard, or the piggy will get stuck easily." Shunzi's father hurriedly agreed, pushing One side is nervous, this can't be heavy, and it can't be light, it's really tormenting!

I saw the big pig trembled, and with a click, a little piglet fell out. Father Xue was very excited: "It's out! It's out! Someone take the little piggy over." Take it and put it on the straw pile.

After the first one was born, it went much smoother. Only one cup of tea gave birth to 9 pups. Except for the last one, which died because it stayed in the mother's belly for too long, the rest of the eight pups were very energetic. , Not long after landing, she was clamoring for milk.

Daddy Shunzi didn't know what to say, so he grabbed old daddy Xue and said, "You choose half of these four piglets! We agreed, you go and choose!" Father Xue thought that the four piglets were also a little boy. The person presumably said he was happy about the sum of money, so he declined: "It's not easy for a big pig to give birth, so you can keep it, and when the little pig is sold, just treat me to a meal."

"No, no," Shunzi's father was also a real person, and immediately became upset: "You think I'm just talking but not practicing? If I tell you, I'll give it to you! Take it all!"

Father Xue declined a few times, and had to say: "This piglet can't be taken away now, what about my sow that hasn't given milk." Only then did Shunzi's father come to his senses, and hurriedly said: "Look at me confused, that's okay , just leave it here and I will take care of it, and send you home when the moon is out."

The pig butcher on the side was not happy: "Is this pig still to be killed?"

Shunzi hurriedly said, "Second Brother, why don't you send Master Pig Butcher back?"

The pig butcher took away the knife and left cursing. Father Xue saw that nothing happened to them, so he pulled Xue Yinsong away as well.

When the two of them went out, Father Xue asked: "The folk remedies you read in that strange book are really effective." Xue Yinsong replied: "Look, you keep saying that I read strange books, if it's not strange Shu, can you take four piglets back for nothing?"

Father Xue smiled and rubbed his hands: "God open your eyes, it seems that there is no money, and God will send pigs here. It will be fine if you just drop the money next time." Xue Yinsong snorted: "Beautiful!" It's up to you, hurry back, I'm almost sleepy."

The two chattered and turned back to the room, seeing that it was almost four o'clock in the sky, they washed their hands and faces indiscriminately, got into bed and continued to sleep.

Changhui woke up first in the morning. He dressed himself and got up and saw that Grandpa Xue and Aba were both asleep, so he went to lift the quilt vigorously: "You are all slobs! You can't get up at dawn!" Xiao Xiucai hurriedly grabbed him and pulled him away. Outside the house, he explained: "Grandpa Xue and Aba didn't sleep well last night, let them sleep a little longer, let's go to the backyard to wash our faces."

Xue Yinsong has a habit of not wanting to stay in bed once he wakes up. Just now, Changhui made a fuss, and he was so disturbed that he didn't want to sleep, so he got dressed and got up as soon as the two of them left.

"Brother Xue." Little Xiucai greeted him: "Let me boil the water, you all worked all night yesterday, you must not have slept well, just sit down."

Xue Yinsong shook his head, indeed a little drowsy, but fortunately he was young enough to hold on, grabbed the branch and said: "Let me do it, look at your toga with big sleeves, if you hook a hole in a while, there is no place to mend it. "

Scholars in ancient times had a standard attire, a plain robe with two feet wide sleeves, left and right plackets, a belt made of silk around the waist, and some decorative jade objects.

After hearing this, the little scholar quickly put down the branch and said: "Then I will trouble Brother Xue." After thinking about it, he said, "Why don't I wear Brother Xue's clothes next time, so I can do things better that way." You should wear clothes like this, and if you wear our narrow sleeves later on, it's not a disgrace to the gentleman."

Xiao Xiucai was a little embarrassed: "I actually didn't mean to look down on you." Xue Yinsong nodded and said: "Well, if you dare to look down on me, you will be hungry next time. The importance of farmers."

The little scholar stared at him for a while, then said: "You...you are really welcome."

"Tch, I want to be polite to you. You need to know that the primary industry is agriculture... Well, what I mean is that agriculture is the foundation of a country. Take my dynasty as an example, people engaged in farming account for [-]% of the population of the kingdom. At least nine times out of ten, so to a certain extent, farmers feed the entire Celestial Dynasty, and scholars like you are also fed by farmers like me, so you eat my clothes and wear mine, and I do it I want to be polite to you"

The little scholar was dazzled by him, and it took him a while to figure it out, but he still disagreed: "You support me? I am a scholar, and the two or four cents of silver per month are distributed by the imperial court to the prefectures and counties, and then the prefectures The county distributes it to everyone, how can you feed me?"

Xue Yinsong had already heated up the fire, added a few ladles of hot water to the pot and said, "Where does the country's money come from? Isn't it all collected from taxes? Where does the tax come from? Aren't they all collected from farmers, businessmen Is it? Can't you guarantee that my hard-earned money will not be included in your monthly two or four cents?"

Only then did the little scholar understand the meaning, and asked again: "According to what you say, it is reasonable, then I also used other people's money, so it's not all about you supporting me?"

Xue Yinsong clapped his fingers again and said: "I refer to the big self, but to all the working people in the world. It is thousands of small farmers like me who work hard and pay taxes so hard that a little scholar like you can do it every day. Two and four cents of silver on the second day of the month, so I represent farmers, and you represent scholars, so I will support you."

Xiao Xiucai frowned and thought for a while, feeling a little entangled, and remained silent for a long time.

Father Xue came over just in time, snorted and said, "Don't be fooled by his sophistry, this bastard has a lot of crooked truths, you don't have to believe them all."

"Father, are you up?" Xue Yinsong asked with a smile, "Does your shoulder hurt? We cleaned up all the cabbages today?"

Father Xue snorted, "That's your business, so I'll take care of it myself. I'm going to start preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner today, and I have to make some tricks. It's fine if I don't ask you to help."

At this time, there are still six days before the Chinese New Year, and it is time to prepare. Xue Yinsong looked up at the sky and said, "The sky is very dark. I am afraid there will be snow in the afternoon. The road must be closed on the mountain. I have finished harvesting." , the fish is done, and I can take care of Westinghouse's dishes and relax, ouch, it's so comfortable."

The little Xiucai's face was broken: "I just cleaned one room, and the main room and the west room have not been cleaned yet."

"You just take care of the main room, and the west room will let the tiger do it." Father Xue said, lifting the lid of the pot, scooping up hot water to wash his face.

Xue Yinsong said reluctantly: "It's agreed, the three rooms in the front yard are cleaned by the scholar, why..." The little scholar hurriedly said: "I will do it myself."

Father Xue gave his son a look of hatred and said: "Just do it if you are told, why are there so many nonsense." Xue Yinsong had no choice but to say: "Then let me do the Westinghouse."

After the four of them had breakfast, Changhui went out to find someone to play with again. Father Xue first took rice to soak it, and then took some beans to make stuffing.

Before the New Year’s Eve dinner, incense is offered to the ancestors, because it is a big festival of the year, and the tribute should be extra rich. Generally, there are four colors of fruits, four colors of snacks, four colors of cold dishes and four colors of hot dishes.

The fruits in this winter are very expensive, and Father Xue felt that he didn't need to spend the spare money, so he thought of making four-color fruits with rice noodles.Xiucai and Changhui want one set, and he and Tiger also want one set. Two sets of fruits are also a big project.

It is very particular about making dim sum. It is called jujube cake by grinding rice and filling it with jujube paste. It is made of mung bean cake by grinding mung bean and adding half of the flour. It is made by grinding glutinous rice to make a solid dumpling wrapped in soybean flour and making donkey roll. The last is the same. It is boiled red bean paste, mixed with lard and wrapped with rice flour to make red bean cake.

Making fruit is not that complicated. I squeezed four kinds of fruit with hot noodles, and added a leaf on each of them. I dyed the green leaves with spinach juice, and boiled some brown sugar to dye the surface. The rest of the cold dishes and hot dishes can be Wait for the offering to be made on the day.

Father Xue was in a great mood, humming a little song to cook noodles, while reminiscing about yesterday's trip to buy tofu to see the little widow.Because the little widow knew him, she blushed when she saw him, threw the curtain and went in.

Think about it, after the new year, he can still score twice... It's not bad.

Little Xiucai cleaned for a whole day yesterday, and was so tired that his hands were sore, his arms were sore and his head and neck were sore, so he went to the Westinghouse: "Brother Xue...you are taking care of cabbage."

"Well? What's the matter?"

"Well, I still don't understand what you said this morning. Can you elaborate?" Xiaoxiucai sat down beside him, and took a straw to learn how to tie cabbage. Don't look at his usual clumsiness. It's also very clever.

"What do you not understand? The structure of the entire country... well, I mean, for example, the court of the Celestial Dynasty does not produce money. Only when the left hand collects money can the right hand send money to you. For example, official salaries, disaster relief Money, military expenses, etc., can only be paid out if the court has money." Xue Yinsong tied up several cabbages, stood up and stacked them one by one in the corner: "Where does the money come from? Naturally, it comes from the heads of the people. You see, ordinary people need to pay a small tax, and a family has to increase the tax. There are taxes for farming, etc. These are the most basic types of taxes. The imperial court collects this large sum of money, and then feeds the officials and the army. To support talented people... That's why the sages say that the people are the most important, the monarch is the least, and the community is second. The people are the foundation of a country. No matter at any time, once the war is over, the monarch will immediately implement light corvettes to support the people, and some places have riots In the event of a famine, the imperial court will immediately allocate money and food, that’s why.”

The little scholar was a little happy: "You explained it very clearly, and I heard it very clearly. I also read from the book that the people are more important than the emperor, but the words are too general, and I don't think so. Besides, my political style has always been The scholar is the first, and the two confirmations are different from what the book says, so I am a little confused."

Xue Yinsong said: "How can there be so many plain words in the book? After all, what is so valuable about the emperor? He is just a commoner, but because of the right time and place and sitting on the emperor's seat, he forced some people to come here It is really ridiculous to say that the emperor is the son of heaven and the son of a dragon."

The little scholar was dumbfounded, and after a while he said: "Your words are really rebellious." Xue Yinsong said: "Chen Sheng and Wu Guang at the end of the Qin Dynasty had a good saying. Do princes and generals have kindness? What is the Son of Heaven? It's just a big bandit leader ,Because of good luck, he stole the world, so he became the emperor. If he was unlucky, he was chased and ran around, and he was slandered as a bandit. In fact, there is no difference between the emperor and the common people."

"But, but I read that the birth of the Son of Heaven is a sympathetic relationship between heaven and man, that wind, rain, thunder and lightning will gather together, or red light will appear. The Four Mingzhi of this dynasty also said that I am the emperor..." The little scholar stammered a little.

"Okay, let's put it this way, you know that Pangu created the world, right? After Pangu opened the world, Nuwa created humans, and then Shennong, Fuxi, etc., even if Nuwa created nobles when creating humans, the dynasty at that time It’s nothing more than three before and after. The first one is Xia, then Shang and Zhou. Do you know what the surname of the Xia Dynasty is? The Xia Dynasty is Si, the Shang Dynasty is Zi, the Zhou Dynasty is Ji, and the country of my Celestial Dynasty is Ji. What about the surname? The surname is Wang! Does this have anything to do with the surname of the country at that time? Where did the world of my dynasty come from? Isn’t it from the previous dynasty?”

The little scholar was absolutely shocked. He had never thought about such a deep question. He was able to contact the emperor of this dynasty from the scholar, farmer, businessman and commerce. . . . this is outrageous."