East Factory Governor

Chapter 700 Recognized

All the way east.

On the first day of the first month of the fourth year of Chongzhen, Qin Shuhuai arrived in Guyuan, Shaanxi.

The city of Guyuan is filled with festive atmosphere for the New Year, bright red couplets can be seen everywhere, and firecrackers of various colors are blooming everywhere.Whether you are rich or not, you must greet people with a smile on this day, say a few auspicious words when you see people, and wish each other a happy new year.

Peace and security, this is the greatest luxury of ordinary people in troubled times.

The further you go into the city, the more people there are.There are lights and festoons everywhere in the city, especially the mansions of rich and powerful families, and the shops of powerful shops. The houses are like little girls, all dressed in red and colorful, so festive.

It was noon, and there were countless porridge shops temporarily set up in the city, almost one every [-] meters, which were provided free of charge by rich households in the city to the poor and passing foreigners.

This is a common practice, even the years of famine have never ceased.If any big family's New Year's "routine porridge" is cut off, it must be that the family has suffered a major change, or a prodigal son.Similarly, if it is the first time for a restaurant to donate "routine porridge" this year, it means that this restaurant has flourished last year, and it will definitely become a hot topic in the city during the Chinese New Year.

However, Qin Shuhuai still saw that many well-dressed people were also queuing up at the porridge shop, smiling and receiving a bowl of porridge, plus a small piece of braised pork and pickles.

It is reasonable to take advantage of the rich, which is a bit unreasonable, but the strange thing is that neither the porridge giver nor the porridge recipient takes it seriously.

Qin Shuhuai was very curious, so he asked an old man to inquire about it.

It turned out that the poor couldn't finish the porridge because there were so many handouts, so gradually the rich also came to join in the fun and help eat together.Some people even give out porridge at their own home, but insist on going to other people’s porridge stalls to taste it. Gradually, this has become a practice, called eating a hundred kinds of porridge.

At the end, the old man asked him meaningfully, "Little friend, how do you see those poor people eating with a smile and a happy life?"

Qin Shuhuai immediately understood.

These rich gentry took the lead in eating porridge, not only to avoid the waste of porridge, but also to avoid the embarrassment of poor families when they came to eat porridge.

After all, who is celebrating Chinese New Year, who would want to look poor at home just for a mouthful of porridge?The Ming Dynasty was not the Qin and Han Dynasties, and the social economy was already very developed. Even people from poor families could still afford to eat porridge during the New Year.If you want to be given alms like a beggar, I am afraid that not many people will come to eat in this era of advocating backbone.

But when the rich and the gentry take the lead, it is more like a custom, no matter whether you are rich or poor, you just eat and no one looks at you with colored glasses.

Even doing good deeds is so thoughtful, maybe this is the cuteness of this era, right?
Qin Shuhuai couldn't help being greatly moved, he bowed deeply to the old man, and said, "Thank you, old man, I understand. The so-called inedible food is this way. The gentry of a noble land is really a great kindness."

"Hehehe, the rich do good and don't bully the poor. The poor receive alms without losing their aspirations. This is the way."

The old man speaks in a smooth manner and is obviously a scholar.Moreover, he was dressed neatly and had a servant by his side, which showed that he had a good family background.

But he still took a bowl by himself, and happily walked to a soup kitchen, leaving Qin Shuhuai with a vigorous back.

Qin Shuhuai admits that he really likes this world, this era that advocates propriety, righteousness, honesty and shame, poetry, rituals and music.

It happened that he was hungry, so he also queued up to get a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, and sat under a thatched hut to eat with relish.

At this time, a strong man sat down beside him.

Hululu, the sound of the man eating porridge was scary, causing the two children beside him to giggle.

But the man didn't take it seriously, sweating profusely after eating.

After eating three bowls, he burped.

Then he said to Qin Shuhuai, "Brother, are you also a foreigner?"

Qin Shuhuai smiled slightly, "Yes."

"Look at how expensive your outfit is, are you here to do business? Heh, you money masters, you would rather not go home for the New Year because of money. You really put the cart before the horse."

Qin Shuhuai smiled and said nothing.

The strong man felt that this young man was quite strange, although he was smiling, but he seemed to have an indescribable aura.

Seeing the exquisite long sword in his hand, he couldn't help taking a closer look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the whole face changes drastically when you look at it.

He held back his beating heart and asked again, "Dare to ask brother's name?"

While drinking porridge, Qin Shuhuai casually said, "Your surname is Qin."

When the strong man heard it, he bounced off the bench with a bang, as if his buttocks had been pierced by a nail.

Qin Shuhuai gave him a puzzled look, thinking that he was going to foam at the mouth and say "the porridge is poisonous".

However, the strong man knelt down on one knee excitedly, and said incoherently, "My servant, oh no, my subordinate Wan Defu, the chief disciple of the Yinchuan Golden Dart School, pays his respects to the leader of the martial arts alliance!"

Qin Shuhuai was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Hehe, how did you recognize me?"

Wan Defu hurriedly said, "The leader of the Qin alliance is so heroic, and the subordinates immediately felt that you are not an ordinary person. Moreover, there are rumors in the world that the leader of the Qin alliance has a sword that cuts iron like mud and is indestructible. It is called 'Yitian sword'. In your hand Yes, isn't it this sword?"

Qin Shuhuai nodded, and said softly, "Get up and continue eating porridge."

But I didn't want to, the porridge shop, which was full of laughter and laughter, suddenly dropped a needle quietly.

Big "shock" was written on everyone's face.

Surrounding Qin Shuhuai, everyone looked at him without blinking.

Qin Shuhuai felt like a monkey in a zoo being watched.

It's embarrassing.

At this time, the two children suddenly laughed.

They imitated the appearance of the strong man, and said in a decent and childlike voice, "This subordinate pays homage to the leader of the martial arts alliance, giggling..."

The crowd began to stir up.

Martial arts leader?Isn't that the Duke of the country?

A young man in brocade clothes, with a heroic appearance and holding a Yitian sword, who else could he be if he wasn't the Duke of the Kingdom?

But why did the Duke come here?

And why is there no one around?
The turmoil is expanding, and everyone wants to believe it, but it seems like they can't believe it.

But at this moment, a group of officers and soldiers came over.

The leader pushed away the crowd and said, "What are you looking at? Didn't you see the ones behind who couldn't squeeze in? The ones who finished drinking left..."

When he walked to the front and saw Qin Shuhuai, his expression immediately changed.

"This, this, this!"

He said "this" several times, but he didn't say anything, and finally he knelt down with a plop before speaking.

"Subordinate He Zongbing's supervisor, Captain Yu Hai, pays his respects to the Duke!"

It turned out to be He Renlong's subordinate.

Because the Wulin coalition forces stationed in Baoji and Hanzhong, Hong Chengchou sent He Renlong to guard Guyuan, which was also in a dangerous position.And Qin Shuhuai has cooperated with He Renlong many times, so many of his subordinates recognize Qin Shuhuai.

This "Grandpa" was like a ball of fire thrown into a firewood pile, which immediately made everyone's blood boil.

He is really a prince!

The Duke of the State has come to Guyuan!
With a whoosh, everyone immediately knelt down.

"Caomin wait to see the Duke!"

"Welcome to the Duke!"

Qin Shuhuai saw that the matter had reached this point, so he could only smile slightly, and said to everyone, "Everyone, get up, it's cold, and the ground is strangely cold."

Seeing that Grandpa Guo is really as approachable and approachable as in the legend, all the people present are more fond of him and become more courageous.

The owner of this porridge stall, the young shopkeeper of Changbao in Guyuan City, came out and said boldly, "Master Guo, the porridge is cold, may I bring you another bowl?"

While speaking, regardless of Qin Shuhuai's disagreement, he "snatched" his bowl and happily ran to serve the porridge.

A man with the appearance of a squire came out and said, "Master, on behalf of the people of Guyuan City, thank you for keeping this safe year for everyone! It is because of you that we ordinary people can happily sit here and eat porridge , Chinese New Year!"

Another old man immediately added, "Yes, yes! How many rogue bandits were there near Guyuan before? When we wanted to go out of the city, how many times were we not worried? Now it's all right, let the Duke of the Kingdom lead the king to sweep the three sides, with an iron fist After the suppression of the bandits, our area is at peace! No, I went to Xi’an a month ago to handle goods, and I’ve been here for more than a month, and I didn’t encounter a robbery!”

A big man said again, "That's right, I said earlier that the man-eating Tartars were going to come from the north, and we were so panic-stricken here! I didn't expect that every time the Tartars came, the Lord would beat him up once, hehe , Even Huang Taiji’s own son was beheaded by the Duke, what is this called? This is called stealing chickens without losing money, let’s see if he will dare to come here in the future?”

Everyone laughed immediately after hearing this, with joy and reverence in their laughter.

Qin Shuhuai couldn't help feeling a little elated when he heard so many compliments.

He got up and said, "Fellow folks, the peace of my Ming Dynasty today is not the result of me alone. It really depends on the bloody killing of the enemy by all the soldiers and the unity of the people, in exchange for flesh and blood! Everyone's peace is worth it!"

At this moment, the young head of Changbao came with a bowl of steaming porridge, but before he even ran to Qin Shuhuai, he was kicked down by his old man!

The young master was very angry, "Father, what are you doing? This is porridge for the Duke!"

The old man got even angrier and scolded, "You donkey brain! You let the Duke of the country drink porridge in the wind? Why don't you hurry up and invite home?"

Master Shao slapped his head and said hastily, "Oh, ouch, you're confused, confused!"

He hurriedly rushed into the crowd, but saw several other people also rushing in.

"Let's all go, let's all go, Mr. He is here! The county magistrate is here!"

(End of this chapter)