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Chapter 35: The Dust Dissipates (1)

On March 21, the second year of Yongchang.

The Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, Wenhua Palace, Guanglu Dafu, the Crown Prince of Zuo Zhu, died of illness and was dismissed from court for three days to show his grief.

The end of life is death, which is no surprise. Besides, Ling Han was still in his old age and died.

But Zhu Yunxiu felt very uncomfortable, perhaps because he was still young. When people were young, they thought life and death were far away from them, but it was inevitable that young people always had to experience the living people in their lives and leave one by one.

No one can be indifferent to this feeling.

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The villa outside the capital city is green, with the morning smoke and white mist in the mountains intertwined, and my uncles wandered and never dissipated.

Zhu Yunqiu did not take anyone, slowly stepped on the grass that still had misty last night, walked through the path in the village, and came to the courtyard where the old man lived.

A few coughs and the sound of the old man spitting came from the yard.

He pushed open the door, and the old man was sitting in the yard under the morning light, leaning on the pillars of the corridor, and weaving bamboo baskets with bamboo strips in his hand.

"Give us the scissors!"

The old man was competing with a stubborn and disobedient bamboo strip. He thought it was Pu Bucheng who came, and said without raising his head.

Zhu Yunxiu looked around and found the scissors in a dustpan and handed them over.

With a click, the unyielding bamboo strip broke obediently, and then under the squeeze of the old man's big hand, it turned into a part of the bamboo basket.

"Little girl, we can't cure you!" The old man smiled with satisfaction, suddenly looked up and said in surprise, "Hey, if you don't go to court early in the morning, why are we here to do?"

Zhu Yunxiu squatted beside the old man, picked up a woven bamboo basket and fiddled with it for a few times and said with a smile, "My grandson misses you, come and see you!"

The old man looked up and down, left and right at Zhu Yunxiu, "You have something to do!"

"Hey!" Zhu Yunxi sighed softly and hesitated for a moment, "Ling Han... died of illness!"

"Ling Tietou is dead?" The old man put down the things in his hand.

"Yes, I died of illness in my hometown!" Zhu Yunxi sighed slightly, "I even wrote a lot of comments to my grandson before dying!" As he said, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "When the old man was in Beijing, his body was stronger than that of young people, but he couldn't do it once he returned to his hometown..."

"What does his death have to do with you? Are you frowning?" The old man suddenly interrupted Zhu Yunsheng.

Then, the old man glanced at Zhu Yunxiu and pulled out two bamboo strips. "He is so old, he should have died long ago. If he doesn't die, he will become a god!"

"Who can't die? You are still young now and feel uncomfortable if someone with you dies. As we say, there is no need to die. There will be more people around you in the future! Those old killers and us, will they all die? Oh, if you feel unhappy for a few days when you die, and if you die for a few days, don't you do it in the future, it's so fucking uncomfortable!"

As he said that, he gave Zhu Yunxi a kick, "Stamp the rope in the dustpan next to us!"

Zhu Yunxiu did what he said and helped the old man.

"We know, you heard that Ling Han was dead, and you thought of us in your heart. I'm afraid we'll have a chance!" The old man's fingers were very flexible. He put the rope on the bamboo strip a few times and tied it tightly. He continued, "Silly grandson, aren't we waiting for that day now? What's the solution? We don't want to die, but there's no way. We can survive any dangerous situation in our life, but who can do it?"

The free and easy thing he said was particularly uncomfortable in Zhu Yunyu's ears.

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Yunxiu leaned over quietly, keeping the old man's waist and putting his head on the old man's thigh, "Grandson doesn't want you to die!"

"Get out of here, what about work!" The old man raised his arm and gave him an elbow.

Then, the old man looked at Zhu Yunxi with a smile, "We will not die, it will delay your affairs!"

In an instant, this smile merged with the morning light, making people feel warm as if there was a heat surging.

But at the same time, it is also sad.

"What are you doing for these bamboo baskets?" Zhu Yunhuang quickly changed the topic.

"These big eyes are put in the back water bubbles to catch small fish!" The old man looked at the bamboo baskets all over the floor and smiled, "These small eyes are wearing Hongshao!" As he said, he looked at Zhu Yunxiu, "Did you eat?"

As he said that, before Zhu Yunxiu could speak, he smiled and said, "We found a new meal, Hongshu porridge with salted fish, which tastes great. You can eat here at noon, let's have two cups of it!"

At this moment, some humming sounds suddenly came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, Park Bucheng came in with a few little eunuchs carrying two bamboo baskets.

A few black little piglets arched around the bamboo basket and made uneasy screams.

"Catch it!" The old man put down his things and laughed, walked to the front of several bamboo baskets, bent down and looked at the little piglet inside, "Where did you catch it?"

"I exchanged food for it in the market!" Pu Bucheng wiped the sweat off his head and smiled, "Everyone is jumping around!"

"Okay!" The old man laughed, "Hurry up, build a pigpen behind the house and raise it!"

"Grandpa Emperor!" Zhu Yunxiu walked over and smiled, "The circle is next to the place where you live, it's so delicious! It's hot after a few days, and more..."

"It's okay, don't build the back of our house!" The old man smiled, "The old Taoist priest is idle all day long, let him stare at it!"

Suddenly, Zhu Yunyu's mind appeared in the old orange-skinned face of Ying Zhen, who was so angry that he dared not speak out.

"Raised, I will eat it when I raise it during the Chinese New Year!" The old man grinned, "I haven't killed the New Year pig for many years. Tsk tsk, that pig blood cake is greedy when I think of it!"

As he said that, the old man sighed and laughed, "Hey, our farm is just a little bit now! There is a pigpen behind the house, a few sheep are wrapped in the north, fish are in the rivers behind the mountain, and some chickens and ducks are on the slopes on the south side. Haha, this is how it is to live, and the landlord's family is like this!"

Suddenly, Zhu Yunxiu remembered the words in Ling Han's memorial.

What is the wealth of the people? There are poultry houses behind the building, vegetable gardens in front of the house, and there is no one idle at home. All food and food are collected by the family, so they can be exchanged for salt after getting the granary, and the granary is filled with millet and grain, and men cultivate women celebrate the harvest.

Perhaps future generations will say that this is a typical small peasant economy.

Just imagine, aren’t such days exactly what people pursue? Even in the funeral of highly developed material resources, such a small peasant economy constitutes the economic foundation of the entire world.

Everyone wants to be rich and prosperous, but if the thing that is rich and prosperous is not well born, it will be far from ordinary people.

Many people have worked hard all their lives to reach the level of this so-called small peasant economy.

As a person in power, it is good to have lofty ambitions. But the prerequisite is to let the people settle down. In today's time when land annexation is not yet prevalent, let the people in the world live a small peasant economy as much as possible, and then talk about other things.

If you can’t even achieve stability, how can you achieve prosperity?

For a moment, Zhu Yunxiu thought a little far away.

"What are you doing?" The old man patted Zhu Yunxi's shoulder with his big hand, "Let's go and catch fish with us in the back mountain!"

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Well, I finally came back to life, and when I woke up in the morning, my nose and mouth were covered with blood and fire.
Chapter completed!
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