The ceremony held to celebrate the full moon of my daughter Lingling was quite grand, and the festive atmosphere was as warm and joyful as the full moon of the first-born son. Relatives and friends came with carefully made clothes, shoes and socks, and steamed buns of various shapes.
Members of the township party bought a red silk cloak. Bai Jiaxuan killed a pig, made twelve pieces of sumptuous banquets, and entertained relatives, friends and almost the entire village party. Before the chopsticks were used at the banquet, incense sticks were lit.
At this time, Bai Jiaxuan announced his decision to marry Lu San in public. Xiancao held Lingling in one hand, knelt down and kowtowed three times, and saluted Lu San on behalf of his child. There was chaos at the table, and men and women rushed forward to grab the pot.
The black ash from the bottom and the red water obtained from nowhere were smeared on Bai Jiaxuan's face, and then on Lu San's face. The women almost simultaneously smeared the jelly grass on his face, making Lu San's face black and red.
Sanhan smiled and squeezed out of the crowd, ran back to the horse stable, scooped water from the water tank with a wooden ladle and washed his face. He saw his son Heiwa sitting on the kang, holding his cheek with one hand like an adult, with tears in his eyes.
Tears. He asked his son what was wrong, but Heiwa didn't say a word. He took Heiwa to Bai's house to sit down for a meal. Heiwa squinted and walked away. Lu San, the bastard, cursed to himself, "This guy is a bastard."
The only shortcoming was that Mr. Leng was not present. Bai Jiaxuan solemnly invited Mr. Leng. Mr. Leng was dragged to the city by a relative to see a relative. He also bought a gift for Lingling and agreed to come and go in three days.
On the 12th day, I must have come back the day before the full moon festival, but I didn’t come back, even after ten days. At this time, a confusing news began to spread: the city was “always closed”. On the night of the twelfth day, Mr. Leng returned
At the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall in Bailu Town, they immediately assigned a waiter to collect medicines and called Bai Jiaxuan and Lu Zilin. They both asked almost in unison: "Brother, sir, are you back?" Mr. Leng sat on his bowed chair: "Almost
I can’t come back to where we came from”
Bai Jiaxuan asked: "Is it the opposite?"
Mr. Leng replied: "It's the opposite."
Lu Zilin asked again: "What's going on 'anyway'?"
Mr. Leng said: "Rebellion against the emperor and the Qing family is rebellion. It is said to be a rebellion, and it is also said to be a revolution."
Bai Jiaxuan asked: "The emperor is now..."
Mr. Leng said: "The emperor is still in the Dragon Court. It is expected that he can't sit still. I heard that Wuchang started the uprising, and Xi'an also followed suit. The Huguang side also stopped. The emperor only has one Dragon Court left.
Think about how long you can sit still.”
Lu Zilin asked: "Is there going to be a change of dynasty?"
Mr. Leng said: "People say it's revolution anyway..."
Bai Jiaxuan asked: "Anyway, is there still an emperor?"
Mr. Leng said: "I'm afraid it's hard to say. The officials of the Qing family in the city ran away and married Governor Zhang."
Lu Zilin asked: "What is the official position of a governor?"
Mr. Leng said: "The governor is the governor. In charge of our province, he should be the second grade..."
Bai Jiaxuan said: "Without an emperor, how will we live in the future?"
Lu Zilin said: "Do you still accept the imperial food?"
Mr. Leng took a sip of tea and did not answer. He did not know how to live without the emperor, but mysteriously talked about the thrilling events he experienced in the city.
That night, he treated his relatives and had an early meal. His relatives and family took him to Sanyi Club to watch "Rolling Nail Board" by Song Demin, a famous actor of Qin Opera. There was a long bright nail stuck upside down on the wooden board. Song Demin
Dressed all in red, he rolled over the densely packed nails, and there was a burst of cheers and applause from the audience. At this time, gunshots were fired loudly, and the sound of gunshots like exploding beans was terrifying. The theater was in chaos. Song Demin ran away naked. Mr. Leng and his relatives had been separated.
, he ran onto the street, was frightened by a dull explosion and crouched down, and then hurriedly got into the alley. When he returned to his relatives' house, he found that the patient was already dead, and the gunshots scared him to death. The relatives and his family did not dare to
They burned incense and lit candles to decorate the mourning hall, and did not even dare to cry loudly. The city gate was closed for many days. People entering the city could not get in and people leaving the city could not get out. Mr. Leng later came out with the coffins of his relatives.
After entering the city gate, Mr. Leng said with a smile and a sigh of relief: "Oh my God, I was running in the streets and alleys, and the gun was buzzing above my head. If a flying missile hit my head, we would
Brothers, there will be no more today.”
Bai Jiaxuan said: "Brother, sir, don't go out far anymore. Sit here in our Bailu Town. Whoever wants to see a doctor can come. Don't go out."
Lu Zilin echoed: "This is true. Mr. Brother, you probably don't know that there is a white wolf on the plain."
"I know. I heard it ten or eight times on the way back." Mr. Leng said, "No matter how the emperor said it was a dragon, when the dragon returns to the sky, all the poisonous insects and beasts in the world will come out of the mountains. This is natural."
In any case, it only caused panic in the city, but the white wolf on the plains posed the most direct threat. The white wolf started from the roots of Nanyuan Mountain, and in a few days, the white wolf's terrifying claw marks had trampled the entire Bailuyuan.
It was a wolf as pure as snow, with two eyes shining with green light. The white wolf jumped into the pig pen, silently, and bit the sleeping pig's neck. The pig didn't even make a sound.
Unable to cry out, the white wolf sucked the blood until it sucked all the pig blood, and disappeared without a trace in a puff of white smoke. The pork hair was intact, and only a few white patches remained under the pig's neck.
There were bloody eyes bitten by wolf teeth. People drove the pigs out of the pig pen and temporarily locked them in the cowshed and horse stalls. Some people even tied the pigs to the legs of the table at the foot of the fire kang. But to no avail, they locked them in the cowshed and stalls.
The pigs inside and the pigs tied to the floor of the fire bed were still sucked to death by the white wolf. No one could figure out how the white wolf came in and out of the house with the doors and windows closed. Sang Laoba of Sangzhi Village in Nanyuan tied the pigs.
Sitting on the leg of the square table under the kang, he pretended to be asleep and deliberately snored like a cow roaring. In the middle of the night, Sang Laoba heard a squeaking sound under the kang, like the sound of a baby sucking milk. Sang Laoba
Ba quietly turned his head, opened his eyes and looked at his feet. A ray of white light came out through the wooden lattice window on the back wall. When he lit the oil lamp and got down on the kang with his bare buttocks to look, the pig had expired and had not yet sucked all the food.
Bubbly blood gushed out from the bloody hole under the pig's neck. The most effective preventive measures were finally invented in Nanyuan, where the white wolf first committed evil. People lit wheat straw around the village and kept it burning all night long. Wolves are afraid of fire, which is common.
Wild wolves are afraid of fire, and white wolves are also afraid of fire. As soon as night falls, Bailuyuan presents an unprecedented spectacle, with every village lighting up fires and smoke rising everywhere; the firelight illuminates the village trees and streets, and the smoke fills the starry sky.
Bai Jiaxuan said: "We in Bailu Village can't fight with just that crippled old man. The walls of the fort are cracked, let alone the white wolf, and the bandits riding into the village will have no protection."
Lu Zilin said: "Let's repair it. Fill up all the gaps. Take turns to keep vigil at night. Set up punishment rules. Those who don't comply will be punished."
Early the next morning, Bai Jiaxuan held a big gong and knocked it from east to west and south to north in Bailu Village, calling over and announcing the repair of the village wall. People left their jobs and rice bowls and gathered in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
As soon as Bai Jiaxuan announced the motion to repair the dilapidated wall, he received a loud response. The whole village suddenly formed a sad and exciting atmosphere of impending disaster, and everyone started running enthusiastically but nervously.
According to the practice of building ancestral halls, Bai Jiaxuan was responsible for collecting grain from each household, and Lu Zilin was responsible for directing the project. After a short preparation for the wall project, the dull sound of stone rams hitting clay was heard at noon that day. The enthusiasm of the people exceeded that of the patriarch and the clan leader.
The foremen unanimously requested that tamping be done day and night, with people taking turns to tamping without stopping. Bai Jiaxuan and Lu Zilin agreed after discussing it. The pots and pans that were removed during the renovation of the ancestral hall were put up again, with flames blazing day and night, and the bellows croaked day and night.
There was a clanking sound, and the men who were in charge of tamping at night had two meals. Five days and five nights passed, and all the earthen walls surrounding the village were repaired. Bai Jiaxuan and Lu Zilin divided the men over the age of sixteen into groups based on the old and the young.
, patrolling and sentrying every night. The sentries lit wheat straw on the wall, holding spears and iron blunderbuss, and stood ready on the wall as high as the ridge. One night, Bai Jiaxuan was sleeping soundly, and was suddenly awakened by a heavy blunderbuss sound. He climbed up
He got up and grabbed the spear leaning against the wall of the kang, opened the door and rushed out. Footsteps kicked and figures flashed in the village alley, and he ran to the exit of the wall, which was already surrounded by villagers holding spears. Patrol on duty
A man said that when he saw the white wolf jumping up the wall, he fired a gun, and a white light shot out of the wall again. The bad news of "The white wolf is coming" shrouded the sky of Bailu Village like a heavy dark cloud, and the villagers became more and more worried.
Frightened, he realized that the measures to repair the Baozi wall were very wise and timely. The successful repair of the wall not only effectively blocked the intrusion of the white wolves and increased the sense of security, but also allowed Bai Jiaxuan to accurately verify his authority and authority as the patriarch of Bailu Village.
Appealing power and become more confident from now on.
Bai Jiaxuan walked toward the county seat with his robe on his back. The dawn of late autumn and early winter was like a slow-moving old man standing still. It was unknown for ten miles in winter. In the village shrouded in thick fog, there were still bright and flickering fires to drive away wolves. The rooster's
The cry was not as majestic as in the past, but seemed thick and stagnant, like a chicken's neck filled with chicken feathers. News of the white wolf's death continued to spread. Later, it was rumored that Mr. Zhu could escape from Gansu with just one mouth and one sentence.
Two hundred thousand Qing troops counterattacked, and Mr. Zhu was appointed as the first senior counselor by Governor Zhang. Bai Jiaxuan was busy repairing the wall and ignored all the rumors about his brother-in-law Mr. Zhu. It was Lu Zilin who asked him about Zhu last night with a look of surprise.
He only learned the news about Mr. Zhu. He went to Mr. Zhu to verify the rumors and all kinds of doubts and panics since then, and listened to his judgment on the world.
Mr. Zhu received Bai Jiaxuan in his study room. He was as usual, with no strange expression. The words "Be calm in life" suddenly popped into Bai Jiaxuan's mind. He couldn't help but talk about the white wolf in the countryside.
According to the rumor, Mr. Zhu smiled and said: "It's nonsense. Today you guard against the white wolf, but tomorrow a white snake, a white tiger, a white fox, and a white crow appear. You will be unable to guard against them." The brother-in-law's indifference towards the white wolf.
, which disappointed Bai Jiaxuan, and he then asked Mr. Zhu about repelling 200,000 Qing troops. Mr. Zhu said in a tone like a cold white wolf: "It's just a rumor." Bai Jiaxuan couldn't ask anymore, but he couldn't help but:
"Brother, I don't think you will be a lobbyist for Governor Zhang." Mr. Zhu smiled: "You guessed wrong again. This time I am happy to be Governor Zhang's lobbyist."
That morning, Mr. Zhu was reading in his study. Reading was no longer a habit but a necessity in his life. All the good fruits and delicacies in the world could not withstand repeated chewing by the teeth, and after chewing, they even lost their taste; only the books of sages were
The best thing to chew is, in the same sentence, once you chew it, you will have a new taste and new understanding. Not only will you not feel that you have exhausted the taste, but you will feel that the taste is profound; a good meal cannot be eaten three times, and a good coat cannot be worn for half a month.
The book can withstand a lifetime of reading. When Mr. Zhu recited the sage's book, he was so absorbed in it that he felt as if he had entered the fairyland. The old concierge Zhang Xiucai came to report that two people from the provincial government's Yamen came to see him. Mr. Zhu didn't even raise his head: "
Just say that I am reciting in the morning." Old scholar Zhang returned to the door and reported truthfully: "Sir, he is reciting in the morning." The two officials were greatly surprised. Morning reciting is not just memorizing and reading. Reading and memorizing is an urgent matter that cannot be ignored.
Then he got angry with the concierge Zhang Xiucai: "I have a hundred thousand urgent orders here. They are governor Zhang's handwritings. Ask Mr. Zhang whether he will accept them." Zhang Xiucai came to deliver the message again, and Mr. Zhu said: "I am reading in the morning. May I
Just wait, if you don't want to wait, please let them do it themselves." The official became even more angry after hearing this, and reiterated: "This is Governor Zhang's handwriting, sir, does he know Governor Zhang?" Zhang Xiucai said, "The emperor will not accept it even if he comes.
Governor Zhang, who is more noble than the emperor, is waiting for your husband to recite in the morning." The two officers had no choice but to wait, and Zhang Xiucai made tea for them without disrespecting the etiquette.
After Mr. Zhu finished his morning recitation, he came to the concierge with his robe in arms and received the letter from the official. It was indeed the handwriting of Governor Zhang. Governor Zhang's letter was generous, graceful and touching, and explained the original meaning of the matter in a concise and concise manner.
Facing the serious situation, Fang Sheng, the Qing governor who had fled anyway, gathered 200,000 troops from Gansu and Ningxia to counterattack. The army had already reached the aunt's grave and set up camp, which was only 200 miles away from Xi'an.
A fight to the death was required. Governor Zhang said that his revolutionary army shared the same hatred of the enemy and had high morale, and could completely defeat Fang Sheng's mob. However, if the war broke out, the citizens would be devastated and the ancient city would be destroyed. He was unreasonable and could not bear it. Therefore, he wanted to ask Zhu
Mr. Xiang went to his aunt's grave, and with his reputation and friendship with Fang Sheng, he persuaded Fang Sheng to retreat. There was no pursuit here, and he would go to Longxi on his own. If Fang Sheng was willing to stay in Xi'an, Governor Zhang could protect him.
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After Mr. Zhu read it, he said to the two messengers: "Confucian scholars only read the books of sages, do not know military affairs, and do not have a sharp tongue. How can they have the strength to go back and inform Governor Zhang, so as not to delay the war opportunity?"
After that, he turned around and left. The two officers' expressions suddenly changed with anger. They asked the driver to start the car, jumped in and left angrily. When Mr. Zhu heard the silence at the door, he immediately told his wife: "Hurry up and pack my luggage."
Zhu Bai asked worriedly: "Where are you going? Didn't you say you won't go?" Mr. Zhu said: "I have to go out and hide for a few days. I'm sure Governor Zhang will send someone to harass me." Zhu Bai felt relieved.
, changed him into a pair of clean clothes, Mr. Zhu took a butter cloth umbrella and left the White Deer Academy. At noon, the two officers drove up again and brought a senior official, Zhang
The governor's secretary and concierge, the old Zhang Xiucai, still treated each other with courtesy and told him truthfully: "He's gone. Sir, he's gone. He's gone."
In the evening, in front of Governor Zhang's Governor's Mansion, a man carrying an umbrella on his back walked straight in. Guards with loaded guns blocked him. The man said, "I'm looking for Governor Zhang." The guard just looked at him.
Without intending to take another look at it, he breathed out five "Go, go, go, go, go, go!" The man stood at the door and loudly called Governor Zhang's name, and complained: "You invited me over again and again.
I'm here and you don't let me in. You are so unjust." At this time, a car drove to the door and stopped. Two people jumped out of the car, slapped the guard in the face, turned around, bowed and said, "Zhu
Sir, please come in." Mr. Zhu saw that it was the two officers who disrupted his morning recitation in the morning. He followed the officers into the Governor's Mansion and met Governor Zhang. Governor Zhang sat down with Mr. Zhu on his arm and complained affectionately.
He said: "Sir, you are a flesh bug on your legs. You must die and walk without sitting in the car." Mr. Zhu said: "I am a native and cannot enjoy foreign blessings. I feel sick and want to vomit when I smell the smell of gasoline."
The governor said: "I'm really afraid that you won't come. I'm going to visit the thatched cottage three times, so I'll go to your academy myself." Mr. Zhu said with a smile: "Even if Kong Ming is born again, he will be scared to death when he sees you in military uniform, let alone me.
native."
When Governor Zhang got up early the next morning, he could no longer find Mr. Zhu. He sighed repeatedly: "This nerd and nerd" and then led a platoon of soldiers to chase him out of the city.
Mr. Zhu had already stepped onto the Xianyang Bridge. He was dressed in cloth, had a trousers and an oil umbrella. In the dim light of the morning, he still insisted on reciting the morning chant. He even turned a deaf ear to the roaring cars, until Governor Zhang jumped out of the car and blocked the way. Mr. Zhu
After returning to reality from Mr. Kong, he apologized repeatedly: "Governor, please calm down. I'm afraid of disturbing your sleep, so I went on my way alone." Governor Zhang said angrily and funny: "I'll leave these twelve guards to you, please don't worry.
, I have already explained it to them." Mr. Zhu turned around and glanced at the soldiers standing in a row, shook his head and said: "These twelve people are not enough. Even if you send all your soldiers, it will not be enough. If you
If you can beat Fang Sheng, what else do you want me to do? Come back and take your twelve soldiers back to protect the city." Governor Zhang couldn't help but blush and said, "Then you have to get in the car." Mr. Zhu was impatient.
He said: "I told you, I can't get used to the smell of gasoline..." After saying that, he waved his hand and walked away, muttering again into the morning recitation. Governor Zhang caught up with him and persuaded him again, asking him to get in the car.
He brought twelve specially trained guards with him to prevent any unexpected accidents. But Mr. Zhu said easily: "You can recite a poem about Xianyang Bridge to see me off." Governor Zhang recited absently and helplessly:
The morning rain and light dust in Weicheng,
The guest house is green and new.
I advise you to have a glass of wine,
Leaving Yangguan in the west, there is no old friend.
After Mr. Zhu high-fived him, he also chanted:
Cars rattled, horses rustled, and pedestrians carried bows and arrows at their waists. Ye Niang and his wife walked to see each other off, but Xianyang Bridge was nowhere to be seen...