Chapter 485: Four Beams and Eight Columns (Part 2)
Chapter 485: Four Beams and Eight Pillars (Part 2) [Please vote for me]
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Li Feng carefully put away the red cloth bag and put it into the baby's small schoolbag. The girl's schoolbag contained a lot of fruits and a few super radishes. The most embarrassing thing for Li Feng was that the girl didn't know where she touched it.
A handful of tea fruits. The little girl wiped away her tears, her watery eyes full of grievances.
"Don't cry, don't cry. The baby is the best. Dad is wrong. Let's go. Otherwise, we will live in the mountains at night. There are big bad wolves in the mountains. They love to eat little red riding hoods like babies." Li Feng touched the baby's little head, and the little girl muttered.
He pouted. "Dad is lying. The baby is already five years old. I don't believe it. I don't believe it." He said he didn't believe it and walked much faster. There was no bullock cart to ride this time. Li Feng saw the faces of several children.
Most of them look tired.
Li Feng secretly took out a few pears, which quenched his thirst and were refreshing. The pears were harvested from pear trees in space, and there are still a few stored in the thatched hut.
"Baby, come here and see what this is." Li Feng smiled and handed a big pear to each other. "Big pear, where is dad hiding it?" The baby wiped it and gnawed it with his mouth open. Although he let go of the pear,
For a while, it was still watery, with no change at all, sweet and refreshing, juicy and thin-skinned. After a while, I ate the belly. "What's wrong, baby?" Li Feng closed his eyes and sat down to collect himself.
It's past three o'clock, and now it's dark and early, and it's past five o'clock. The sky is already numb. "Dad, the baby can't walk anymore." The little girl started acting like a naughty girl. We are still at least seven or eight miles away from Lijiagang.
The girl wants to leave. There used to be a bullock cart to ride in, but where can I find it now?
"Come, sit here with Dad, I will rub the baby's calves." Li Feng picked up the little girl and put it on his lap. The little girl's calves were white and tender, and Li Feng massaged them slowly. The white mist from her body blended into her calves little by little.
"It's so comfortable, daddy is so awesome." The baby started to get confused after a while. Li Feng stopped quickly, otherwise the girl would fall asleep. Li Feng took turns massaging the three children and poured tea from his own kettle.
, after drinking, a few people went on the road, walking on the rugged mountain road. Most of them were birds and squirrels. They secretly observed a few small squirrels, jumping and busy on the trees, preparing for winter.
The mountains are green with yellow, winter is slowly approaching, the grass is withering and turning yellow, the maple leaves are as red as fire, a few miscellaneous trees have purple leaves or red leaves, and a few are slightly white. The trees in the entire mountain forest are multi-colored and miscellaneous.
The grass is withered and yellow, and the mountains are like an oil painting.
"Finally I'm back." Li Feng was a little helpless. Baby, this girl was running too hard and playing around. She was still two or three miles away from home and couldn't walk anymore. Li Feng hugged this girl and fell asleep for a while.
It's here. {/Update uploaded by book friends} Qi Qi was a little dazed now, but finally got home. The baby and Qi Qi went to bed, only Ling Dang was in good spirits. It was not five o'clock, and it was still early.
"Lingdang, you go and take a nap. I'll call you during dinner, so go ahead."
Li Feng didn't feel sleepy at all. He moved his arms a little stiff. The baby was quite heavy and chubby. He didn't feel it at all. After holding him for several miles, his arms became stiff and sore. After rubbing the white mist passed through his arms, the soreness gradually disappeared.
"It's comfortable. This thing can also relieve fatigue, but use a little less." Li Feng was quite helpless. Although the white mist of the spring water in his space could replenish the body, compared with the ancient trees, the white mist in the porcelain was much less.
"Really, I walked all the way today and tried more than a thousand trees. Only three or two trees that actually had mist couldn't absorb it. It seems that porcelain is more reliable, but it's just a little bit. Why not break the porcelain to absorb the white mist?
"Li Feng died in pain. There are very few white mist in the trees. Most of them are hundreds of years old. Thousand-year-old trees contain some white mist. As for porcelain and practical utensils, especially the use of dishes, spoons, etc., they may have absorbed part of the delicious essence.
There is a trace of white mist, just like the pieces of porcelain that he set up to break. The image flashed across the utensils used by some leadership-like figures, so it contains white mist. As for the unused porcelain, Li Feng does not know whether it is true or false. So far,
No white mist was seen. Li Feng probably guessed that the white mist could only come from dishes and dishes used by ancient people, food items, wine sets, tea sets, etc. Li Feng sighed loudly that he would not be a foodie anymore.
ah.
"Only the beauty of food and utensils, the combination of the two can produce white mist." At this time, Li Feng finally understood why the spring water in his space had an excellent effect on food. It turned out to come from the way of eating and drinking. I didn't know that he
Can you get white mist by eating more famous dishes and snacks? Li Feng secretly made up his mind that he must try this.
"Xiaobao, you're back, how many children are there?" Li Feng looked up and saw his father coming back, but at this time there was a trace of exhaustion on Li Shan's face. Li Shan has been working hard these days, and Erlang Shen here
The Jun Temple was converted from reinforced concrete to a wooden structure, and the entire project was completely redone from beginning to end. Yesterday, there was an incident where Erlang Shenjun appeared. For a while, Li Shan and Li Fukui were exhausted mentally and physically.
"They're tired. I'll let them sleep for a while and then wake them up after dinner. Dad, there's nothing in the mountains, right?" Li Feng asked in a low voice. It's hard to explain what's going on in the mountains. These old people are making trouble.
It's probably a bit troublesome.
"It's okay. These people are really making a fuss about the appearance of Erlang Shenjun yesterday. What he said seems to be true, but few people believe it. Young people are not in the past. Many people have gone out to see the world. Except for a few old people, they believe it.
"By the way, Xiaobao, you plan to leave someday, don't delay." Li's father Li Shan is turning a blind eye to things in the mountains now. These old people are done making trouble and things are almost over. Is this going to happen?
The younger generation began to feel dissatisfied, and persuasion had no effect on this matter.
"Apparence? Haha, this kind of thing is quite interesting to talk about." Li Feng shook his head and was speechless. Gods and strange things, gods, monsters, people, I don't know what these old people think, what's the use of making such a thing, these days?
, speaking, the real human heart has not passed away. These weird gods can deceive people, incense and money, Li Feng can't say in his heart. Awe, or piety. Disdain. This thing takes shape in his own heart, one person has one heart. One world, his own world
Most of them don't have this kind of awe anymore.
"Not to mention, the timber issue is in full swing. Where can such large timber be found in four beams and eight pillars, unless we go into the forest of Laoshan, but there are a few people who are willing. I don't know when this matter will start to get loud." Li Shan was a little agitated.
Reluctantly, the older generation said they would settle for the same old ways, but the real four beams and eight pillars can be said to have at least a dozen beams. These timbers must also be good fir trees, but most of the fir trees in the mountains have not yet become useful. Besides, if the mountains are closed for forestation, who will do this?
Well, Lin Ying from the reserve will not sit idly by. The Forestry Bureau will never let people casually produce dozens of wrong-sized fir trees. Let alone nanmu, there are only three or two mature trees in the old mountains.
It was already luck. There were not many other trees around, most of them were saplings planted in the past few years, which made it even more noisy.
"The old lady didn't care about this matter at first. Dad, do you know who is making trouble behind this matter? The old lady is old now and shouldn't be involved in these things." Li Feng felt more and more that it was difficult to build this temple because there was no wood.
It's no use building an empty shelf. There are a lot of small trees. Usually, it's okay to cut down some trees on the mountain. But if you go deep into the mountains to cut down big trees, the nature of the matter changes. This is illegal. Not many people are willing to do it. The old man himself
If it can't be done, and no young people are doing it, this temple construction is a bit interesting.
"It's not Li Fuxing and his gang who are causing trouble, talking about respecting heaven and the ancestors." Li Feng was dumbfounded when he heard this. This has nothing to do with his ancestors. The construction of this temple can be traced back to the Southern Song Dynasty, and this was not the case when his ancestors rebuilt it.
A person. Besides, this is a temple, not an ancestral hall. Speaking of which, the temple has no heirs, not the descendants of so and so.
Li Feng shook his head and was speechless. Let this matter go away. Li Feng was most worried about the snake cave under the stone slab. There was nothing wrong there. Li Feng didn't care about the construction of the temple at all. The statue was well preserved. I heard that someone was specially hired to do the maintenance.
It's serious. Li Feng feels that the statue has been preserved. It doesn't matter if the temple comes later. Nowadays, there are few people around the temple. After the construction is completed, there may not be a supply of incense. Nowadays, people have less desire to pray to gods and worship Buddha. Most people use lottery tickets to consecrate the temple.
, the monk saw numb paws, the Buddha was invincible but mostly invincible in the spiritual world, in the real material world, I just wish I had the final say.
For dinner, the babies ate a very delicious meal. Their calves had been running around all afternoon, and they were already hungry. Mother Zhang Lan made a lot of delicious food, including sweet potato porridge, a few side dishes, salted duck eggs, baba, and Lin Ying ate.
He said yes straight away. The four beams and eight pillars mentioned during the dinner aroused Lin Ying's curiosity.
"Li Feng, why have I heard about the four beams and eight pillars somewhere? It seems like bandits up there, or what?" Lin Ying gnawed on the corn in Li Feng's space. This corn that had traveled around the city returned to Lijiagang, and returned to Lijiagang.
When we arrived at the dining table, several children were nibbling one piece each, drinking sweet potato porridge, eating duck eggs, and eating side dishes.
"There is such a saying, but originally the four beams and eight pillars were ancient buildings. They were used as a frame to support the entire house. Just like a company, an army, and a country all have a structure. The same is true for bandits. Slowly, this became a part of the banditry.
It's become popular, but I don't know that there are too many of them." Li Feng has heard of some bandit leaders like Lu Tianba, such people must belong to the Four Liangs.
"This thing is nothing to talk about, but the original bandits here were mostly small groups of bandits. There was no such detailed division of labor. There is a saying that large bandits are too meticulous." Li Shan introduced, Si Liang Tuo Tian Liang
(Mr. Moving the Helm) is the strategist and chief of staff in the group. He knows astronomy from above and geography from below. Before taking action, he must divine the bad luck; when in danger, he must pray for God's blessing. The top of the cannon head is
The former enemy commander and death squad leader in the gang. He must be "guanzhi" (accurate in shooting) and always hit the mark. When fighting the enemy, he can decide the overall situation with one shot at the critical moment. Shuntian Liang (Liangtai) is in charge of food.
The reserve and supply of vegetables is roughly the same as the head of the logistics support department in the army. When eating at people's homes, they must also check whether there are infectious diseases in the household and whether the food is poisonous. Ying Tianliang (Shui Xiang) is responsible for assigning sentries and sentries.
It is roughly equivalent to the chief of security in the army. Every time he breaks open a kiln (captures a place), the first thing he does is to put up traps (sentinels).
The eight pillars are inferior to each other. The inner four pillars are the clearing pillar (the chief reminder), the ruthless pillar (the manager of the Yangzifang), the white jade pillar (the horse number), and the fubaozhu (the head guard). The clearing pillar (the general manager)
Urgent) is roughly related to the modern secretary-general or office director. It is also said to be the governor-general and war officer. There is also a saying that it refers to the leader responsible for exhortation, which is similar to the so-called work captains who often pick up houses and tiles for money in rural areas. It is probably the above
All kinds of business are under his control. The Yangzi Room is the box office and a place where people are detained. It is similar to a modern detention center. Most of its shopkeepers are ruthless and ruthless. They cut off ears and noses when urging people to vote without mercy; they will not redeem tickets after they are expired.
, and it was up to him and his subordinates to argue. Bai Yuzhu (horse number) is similar to the director of the modern government vehicle department. Fu Baozhu (the personal bodyguard of the boss) is equivalent to the chief of the bodyguard, which is the same as Shuixiang (equivalent to the garrison commander).
They have high status and belong to one of the Four Pillars). Different positions are usually held by younger relatives such as the nephews of the head of the family. The outer four pillars refer to the post for inserting orders (for inspection), the pillar for delivering letters (for passing signals), and the pillars outside the house (for passing flowers).
Tongue), door post (wordsmith). Sign-inserting post (inspection) is roughly equivalent to the director of the intelligence department. It is also called inspection, and is mainly responsible for surveying the target and route of robbery to ensure that everything is foolproof. Letter delivery post (sign-passing) is roughly equivalent to
The modern liaison officer, Fang Waizhu (Hua Tonzi), is responsible for delivering letters to the victim's family and negotiating prices. It is roughly equivalent to the modern public relations minister. This kind of person must be good at finding out the family background of the victim, and secondly, he must be eloquent and eloquent to ask the other party to come up with something.
More money comes. The door pillar (calligrapher) is in charge of writing. Writing letters to the sufferer is equivalent to the chief of the clerical department. He is responsible for all literary dealings with the outside world. Some calligraphers can also engrave, imitate other people's handwriting, etc.
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There are more than 3,900 words. There is no charge for 900 words. Let me introduce the four beams and eight pillars. (To be continued...)
