[Comprehensive History] Clothes are all over the world

Although this person said very convincing words, Mu Bai still felt that something was wrong...

"Are these your upper teeth or your lower teeth?" Mu Bai's doubts had not dissipated, and he replied casually when he heard this sentence that did not poke his guard: "The upper ones.

"Then you have to throw your head down." The young man said with a smile, he looked up and looked around, hesitantly said: "But here are all flat ground, there are no pits."

Mu Bai was stunned for a moment, and looked around, indeed, they are now on a large flat land.

Of course, this is due to security needs. Not only is this a flat land, but the surrounding bushes and small trees have been cut down by the advance troops. At a glance, it can be described as a flat river. Although it is not completely covered, it is basically controlled above the knees. environment has been cleared.

In this way, it is naturally impossible to leave a depression. Without a depression, it is not easy to lose teeth... Or forget it, he lost so many teeth before, but he didn't see that they didn't grow well.

Just as Mu Bai hesitated, he heard the young man say, "Well, I'll go patrolling around later, if it's inconvenient for you, let me know, and I'll help you find a low-lying place to throw it away."

What he said was too casual, on the contrary, Mu Bai felt that his vigilance was a bit inexplicable, he pinched his teeth and turned around, a little hesitant.

It's not that Mu Xiaobai is petty, teeth, like bones, are the existence of the human body after death, so in the era when he lived, teeth would also carry a certain meaning of witchcraft, which cannot be easily given to people.

In that era when witches and gods coexisted, there was a special ritual even for cutting hair, let alone bones and teeth.

It didn't matter when he threw it away before, after all, no one would go to his door to search for a child's baby teeth all over the place, but now there are strangers taking it directly from him, it's too specific.

but……

Mu Bai stared into his eyes, and under the calm gaze of the other party, he slowly put the small deciduous teeth in his palm.

He lowered his eyes, and after letting go of his hand, he hesitated for a while, but withdrew his empty hand.

During the whole process, the young man looked at him with a smile, until Mu Bai lowered his hands, he didn't see the slightest bit of impatience.

This is very strange, for strangers, Mu Bai should not be so unsuspecting, but looking into the other's eyes, he feels extremely at ease.

"That troubles you." After hesitating for a while, Mu Bai still said so.On the one hand, he felt a little uneasy about handing his teeth into the hands of strangers, but on the other hand, he felt that he had to trust his instincts.

Humans can become the spirits of all things because they have an extra sense than other animals, which is the so-called sixth sense.

This kind of perception beyond the five senses makes the human race inherently have some special abilities, but the strength varies from individual to individual, but Mu Bai thinks that his body may be a child, and his sixth sense is quite strong.

For example, he chose the direction of Xiumang Village from the mountains by relying on this extremely subtle induction, so this time he is also prepared to trust his intuition.

The next few days were still calm, but when entering the border of Henan, the large troops stayed for a while because the prince wanted to review the dredging of the Yellow River.

There is an old saying in later historiography that the history of governance of the Chinese nation is the history of governance of the Yellow River.There are also many scholars who believe that the belief and culture of unity and cooperation inherent in the Chinese nation is the result of the long-term struggle with the Yellow River.

Because only unity, only unity, can exert the greatest strength to restrain the mother river of the land of China, and let her maintain a gentle and loving appearance, instead of always domesticating her own children.

Almost every dynasty left records of fighting the Yellow River, and Ming Dynasty was no exception.

Although it has only been 15 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there have been no less than ten major and minor disasters caused by the Yellow River. The young Ming Dynasty spent a lot of manpower and financial resources on helping the victims almost every year.

Some people may ask, since this is the case, it is better to simply clean up the Yellow River, but this involves a problem left over from history.

——The cause of the demise of the Yuan Dynasty was precisely because of the management of the Yellow River.

During the period of Emperor Shundi of the Yuan Dynasty, the Yellow River broke its embankment many times. With the support of most Mongolian princes and nobles represented by Prime Minister Tuotuo of Yuan Dynasty and the opposition of most Han officials, Emperor Shun ordered the Yellow River to be governed.

Some people may wonder, it is obviously a good thing to govern the Yellow River, and the Yellow River Basin is the main gathering place of the Han people, so why did Han Chen object?

Because a very small number of Hanchens working in the Yuan government knew too much about the bad roots of the Yuan government's bureaucracy, if the hopeless greed was put on the governance of the river, it would most likely become the last straw that suppressed the local people.

The facts are indeed true. The management funds issued by Emperor Shun are in the hands of local officials. In order to complete the task and enrich their own pockets, the local officials have to oppress the people even more severely.

Originally, a family only needed one laborer, but now the whole family has to work. If the old, young, women and children want to avoid corvee, they can only pay money, and if they don’t have money, they can only work hard.

What's worse is that according to the regulations, the rations of the conscripts during their service are provided by the government, but there is not much money left to buy food, so they can only increase the tax burden on other regions, or they can be charged from the people's homes. plunder.

So, when a man named Han Shantong was dredging the river, he dug out a one-eyed stone man. Along with a famous proverb circulating among the people, the peasant uprising of the Red Scarf Army began across the country.

Seventeen years later, a farmer named Zhu Chongba overthrew the Yuan Dynasty with a group of farmers who were more or less hurt by the negative impact of the Yuan Dynasty's governance of the Yellow River.

Even though it was actually less than a year since the Yuan Dynasty rehabilitated the Yellow River, and two generations have passed since that period of history, this pain has not been erased from people's memory, even in today's courts. Many ministers and workers became pale when they heard about the Yellow River.

In addition, although the Yuan Dynasty squeezed the power of the people, the Yellow River managed by Jia Lu, who presided over the construction at that time, was indeed effective. Therefore, the emperor of Ming Dynasty only carried out daily maintenance of the Yellow River every year, and did not dare to use the power of the people.

Prince Zhu Biao came here this time to inspect the hydrological conditions of the Yellow River and the dredging work, but unfortunately, Wang Yuzong, the Chief Political Officer of Henan Province, died of overwork due to presiding over the dredging work a month ago. Make Xing Hao the top for this interview.

Xing Hao is an official who obtained an official position as a Confucian scholar. The official name is Confucian scholar conferment. This is a recommendation method after Emperor Hongwu suspended the imperial examination because he disliked the talents selected by the imperial examination.

Similar to the "ju Xiaolian" in the Western Han Dynasty, it was a method for local grassroots officials or the public to recommend Confucian scholars or people with great reputations to enter the court as officials.

The state appointed these people not because they valued each other's ability to govern the country. In fact, the probability of illiteracy in the country at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was too high. Soldiers from all over the world were sent to serve as local officials.

It may not be difficult for these people to manage the place. After all, the whole country was in decline at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China. Sometimes there are only a few hundred people in a county.

In desperation, Zhu Yuanzhang could only recruit a group of Confucian scholars to assist these illiterate officials.

In addition to being able to help write official documents, Confucian scholars recruited by this method generally have a good reputation and are relatively famous in the local area, so officials can carry out their work more smoothly when they arrive in the local area.

With such a functional positioning, it is not too surprising that these Confucian scholars will not be officials.

For example, this Confucian scholar Xing who stood tremblingly in front of the prince was full of knowledge and bearing, and his posture and etiquette were not bad, but he had only a half-knowledge about river governance, which the prince was most concerned about.

The prince's expression gradually darkened, he looked at the worried old Confucian lightly, and didn't say much.

But this is the biggest statement. When the boss goes to the local inspection, he will usually give a few compliments to appease the local officials. If he doesn't say anything, he is completely dissatisfied.

Several local officials had a bit of a bad expression on their faces, but they were not as bad as the old Confucian scholar.

The current situation may not be entirely his fault. It is very likely that the late Henan chief envoy was in charge of water affairs, and he managed other aspects.But as a provincial parent official, this kind of thing can be considered, but not forgiven.

The benevolent and benevolent prince lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then directly took out a blank imperial decree, deposed the old Confucianist on the spot, and asked the officials under the chief minister to question him one by one, and then transferred the right chief minister Liang Boyu to act as his deputy.

The young man threw the ink-stained writing brush on the table, and signaled the official who followed him to take down the imperial decree he had just written and copy it. After a while, the copied imperial decree would be sent to Yingtian Mansion for filing. At that time, the transfer order will come into effect.

Under normal circumstances, the procedure for issuing imperial edicts is reversed. However, for the prince's trip this time, Emperor Hongwu directly typed a few blank imperial edicts for his son with a wave of his hand in order to facilitate him when he was away. This caused Zhu Biao to use the imperial edicts. It has to be sent back for the record.

Of course, based on Emperor Hongwu's trust in his son, it would not be a big problem even if Zhu Biao didn't do the filing, but Zhu Biao has always acted cautiously and would never lose his mind on this matter.

The old Confucian who had been deposed fell on the ground, choked up and unable to speak. The young man sighed and ordered the guards standing beside him to help the old man up, and said in a low voice, "Old man, get up first, the ground is cold, don't hurt yourself."

After a pause, he said again: "It is really a last resort to be dismissed. I know that you will be caught off guard when it happens suddenly. I can stay here and wait for you to straighten out the government affairs before reporting, but the people in Henan can't wait for you. They are frozen. The Yellow River can't wait for you either."

The softness between the young man's brows has been replaced by seriousness at this moment. Although he is not wearing the prince's crown, he is full of dignity and imposing. With a glance in his eyes, all the officials around bow their heads, and dare not speak.

"The matter of defending Sichuan is a major national event. Once the Yellow River breaks its embankment, the damage will be unknown. The Minister Wang has already died in his post. His work must be carried out by someone, and there is no delay for a minute or a second. Therefore, I can't wait alone."

Zhu Biao took off the black yarn from Xing Hao's head by himself. At the same time, he also took off the black yarn from an assistant official who also knew nothing. After putting the two official hats on the table, he looked at Liang Bo Yu, this young man in his thirties has already seen cold sweat on his forehead.

The prince turned a blind eye to this, and he said gently: "Many of the ideas and ideas you have just said are very good, but you have to try it to know whether it is easy to use or not. The situation in each place is different, and you still have to adapt to local conditions."

"Here." The Acting Governor of Henan Province, who had just been promoted but was not at all happy, was sweating intermittently. His eyes moved to the two black hats that had just been taken off on the table, and he always felt that one was not good. The hat on his head will also join in. ,

Woo, who said the prince is kind and kind?They are all liars!

After beating the local officials, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in brocade robes led a group of guards and left the Henan Chief Envoy.

In February of this year, the Yellow River broke its embankment once. At that time, Emperor Hongwu urgently sent Li Qi, the captain-in-law of the horse, to rescue the disaster.

Li Qi is the son of Li Shanchang, the Duke of Korea, and the son-in-law of Princess Lin'an, the eldest daughter of Emperor Hongwu. He has abundant political resources. In addition, the Li family was in a precarious stage at that time. Li Qi worked very hard. Therefore, half a year later, the lives of the people of Henan Looks like it's mostly back to normal.

This can be seen from the number of people on the street. In poorer or poorer cities, there will not be so many people on the street, especially now it is winter.

Zhu Biao has heard that in some impoverished places, the whole family sleeps in the same quilt in winter, and whoever wants to get out of bed will wear all the clothes of the whole family, so as to survive the cold winter.

In Henan, the people here have ruddy complexions, and their clothes look bulging, and many people are carrying various paper bags as they walk around, obviously buying new year's goods.

With a thought in his heart, Zhu Biao stopped a woman with a smile on her face, asked where the sugar workshop was, and led his men towards it.But I didn't know that the road had just gone halfway, and before I could see the signboard of the sugar workshop, I heard a familiar voice say: "This Dian Wei is blocking the door, and he has struck the ground with his long halberd. None of the thieves dare to pass by him. Leaving from the gate at the side, intending to chase Cao Cao who escaped on horseback."

"At this time, there were more than ten people surrounding Dian Wei, all of them were warriors who counted as ten. Seeing that the situation was not good, Dian Wei raised his halberd and struck left and right. Dian Wei's move was for a breakthrough, using offense instead of defense, he himself was wounded more than a dozen times, what's worse is that his long halberd was also broken when the short soldiers crossed."

"Seeing that he was injured and his weapon was broken, the thieves didn't let him go, and they rushed up with guns. Seeing that his love halberd had been broken, Dian Wei knew it was wrong, but he didn't show the slightest fear, instead he took advantage of it. Taking advantage of the thief's opportunity to bully him into being weak, he swooped in with his long arms, but one left and one right held a thief hostage, using people as weapons, and seriously injuring others."

Surrounded by the crowd, a black-skinned kid in a small hat swung the allegro and said anxiously: "Seeing that this move shocked the thieves, no one dared to step forward, so he intended to use this method to break through, and he retaliated. After a few steps, he killed his acquaintances, but his wounds became heavier and heavier, Dian Wei knew something was wrong, he advanced a few steps and then suddenly turned around, the soldiers saw him standing in front of the gate of the barracks, gaping and furious, none of them dared to step forward."

After finishing speaking, he let out a long sigh, showing a bit of helplessness and regret on his face, only to see the child shook his head, and said: "After a long time, everyone saw that Dian Wei just stood there and didn't attack, so he Someone stepped forward and tried to lure him to make a move, only to find out that this person has been seriously injured and died."

The onlookers sighed and regretted when they heard the words. They didn't know what the child said just now, so they touched their tears emotionally.

However, the child seemed to feel that the emotions had not been exaggerated, and added: "Dianwei, Chen Liuji is my man. He is tall and strong, and he is good at wielding double halberds. He is the general of Cao Mengde's guard."

"In his life, he rescued Cao Cao three times among thousands of troops, and he can be called a unparalleled warrior. Only on the third time, Zhang Xiu first sent someone to steal his pair of long halberds, and then sent a hundred times more troops to fight against him. Dian Wei died After suffering more than a hundred wounds, he finally died of exhaustion, but until his death, he still guarded the camp gate, guarding the last gate for his lord."

"In this battle, both Cao Cao's eldest son and beloved nephew died here. A year later, Cao Cao marched through the old place, and thinking of his beloved general, he still couldn't help crying loudly, and set up a sacrificial feast to pay homage to Dian Wei's soul."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cries of the surrounding crowd became louder, and a child was even more emotionally driven to cry, and the scene was filled with grief.

The child stood on a large wooden box, looked around, and asked hesitantly: "Uh... folks, I don't know what you think of this story, but is there anything that needs to be revised? Is there any problem with the thin description? ? Or not specific enough?"

The cries of the people became louder.

Wood white: ==

When I said I was going to tell a story just now, you guys didn’t have the same attitude. Hey, is this because you’re not going to buy it after hearing the story?Whoring for nothing is shameful!

Seeing that the child's eyes were getting wider and wider, and he was about to jump up and kick someone's knee, the prince chuckled, raised his hand and pointed in his direction, "Ah Bai, here."

Wanting to help Mr. Luo collect novel materials and public responses, Mubai's eyes lit up when he told the story dryly but didn't get half an effective response. He looked around and handed over the scene to the Ah Tu immediately picked up his younger brother and squeezed out of the crowd.

"Brother Fugui!" Mu Bai called out the leader's name from the speechless eyes of the surrounding guards, "Why are you here? Don't you need to perform a mission?"

Zhu Fugui smiled softly, took off the child's crumpled little hat, and smoothed out his finger-length black hair, and helped him put the hat back on, saying: "It's all right now, I'm going to Buy some candies for the younger generation at home, shall we go together?"

Mu Bai glanced at the younger brother in his arms, the little guy stretched out his paws without hesitation, and yelled crisply and delicately: "I want to eat Tangtang!"