Villager of Daming

Chapter 239 Brilliant Fireworks, Mr. Assistant (Fifth Change)
The world of fireworks is dark, and the blossoms bloom like illusions.In the past of infinite thoughts, the wind blows the glazed brilliance.Shade, shade, look back at the candle flames in the world of mortals.

The villagers eat very slowly, they have to keep watch at night, and they have enough sleep during the day, so pregnant women and women with children don't have to think about keeping watch.

The children also drank Jiuniang and rice wine. Children aged a few years drank Niang, and those over 14 years old drank rice wine.

Zhu Wentian drank medicinal wine with the village chief, two taels for each person, and one tael for each village elder. Usually, the village elders would drink three qian cups a cup to keep themselves healthy.

"Hanhan, in the year of the thunderstorm night, this table has already been eaten up, and there will be no vegetables and meat left in the hot pot in winter."

A village elder said to Hanhan, emphasizing that the thunderstorm night was the night Zhu Wentian came over.

Zhu Wentian nodded: "Everyone has no food in their stomachs. The poorer you get, the hungrier you become. The more hungry you get, the poorer you are. You eat a lot, but you just can't get enough."

"It got better later, Hanhan was finally able to help the village a lot, maybe that's why he supported the villagers."

Another village elder then said, everyone is not a fool, you can tell.

Zhu Wentian smiled: "Hanhan has always been there, just like a baby, that period of time is when a baby grows up, some forget it, some remember it, I remember them all.

Including Grandpa Six piercing my navel with a needle, and then cupping and pulling out a lot of blood, I would only cry at that time.

And the fourth aunt gave me cypress branches to boil water for me to drink, Li Chang didn’t have a single gray hair at that time, so he exchanged grain for honey and gave me a prescription..."

As Zhu Wentian said one thing after another, he was in a daze, like Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly.

He believes that what people are most afraid of is philosophy and self-questioning, the simplest: who am I?Where do I come from?Where am I going?
Thinking too much can drive people crazy, just like many people who don't understand depression commit suicide.

"Go back and repair the mountain temple well, and let the imperial court grant permission to the ancestor's sacrificial hall.

Last time, I said that I want to give the iron scroll of Danshu. We don't want that thing. Listen to me, let's replace it with a five-entry cornice and bucket arch.

This is what we deserve. If you don't want anything, people will think that you are planning something bigger. "

Another village elder spoke out, demanding that the system be exceeded and credit be credited.

"We old men have discussed it, Hanhan, what do you think?" the fourth village elder said.

"It's fine, as long as it doesn't come out with eight entries. According to the ancient system, nine entry is the emperor, and eight entry is the king." Zhu Wentian supported.

"I'm here, I'm here, can you hear me? I'm on the city wall, I'm going down, I'm Zhou Zong, I'm holding an hourglass, let's put it together."

On the west wall of the imperial city, Zhou Zong yelled that he didn't dare to go straight down, fearing that the people of Xiaqiu Village would be on guard with flintlock guns and accidentally shoot him dead.

"Come down! We have no defensive measures here, the bullets are separated." The commander shouted back.

Not long after, Zhou Zong ran over with an hourglass: "After this one is over, let's set off fireworks together, and other places. If you are here, I will let you take care of it."

"Zhou Sheren, sit down quickly, what wine do you want to drink? I will drink some medicinal wine with Hanhan and the village elder first. After a while, the village elder will rest, and Hanhan and I will drink beer and eat beans or something."

The head of the village took over the hourglass, which is a definite time. Originally, someone should come here to set off the fireworks, but now that the people of the village are here, the village is in charge.

"I'll also drink some medicinal wine. I can't go back tonight. The gates of the inner city are closed and no one is allowed to enter or leave. I'm special, so I can't enter.

Of course, if there is something urgent in your village, you can ask Hanhan to bring the letter in, and it can only be Hanhan, because Hanhan..."

When Zhou Zong said the situation, he meant that he was a fool, and he would not be able to calculate and launch a surprise attack.

"That's right! We are the most simple and simple, and everyone can rest assured when he is asked to deliver letters."

The head of the village agreed, but thought in his heart, if we want to beat you, if we let Hanhan in, you will be completely cold.

Zhou Zong didn't know how to read minds, nodded, and then looked at the dishes on the table: "When you eat hot pot, are you full of other dishes?"

"It's cold, I don't need to cook all day tomorrow, just heat up what can be hot, and eat cold dishes directly."

The head of the village brought the wine cup, put it in front of Zhou Zong, filled it up, added soup to the hot pot, and pulled a plate of mutton steak into the pot. Instead of rinsing, boil it.

The villagers ate slowly, watching the hourglass, and seeing that when it was about the same time, others put more glazed lamps into the lit candles.

All of a sudden the place became colorful, everyone changed into new clothes, and the woman held the pacifier and pushed the baby out.

"Light the fire in order." The chief shouted, and the children held the thick incense in their hands, blew a puff, and lit the fireworks.

Different from other people, they are not afraid, they are all the existence of rubbing nitroglycerin yellow gunpowder with their hands, knowing that the thick incense is lit at a distance, even if it explodes, it will not hurt themselves, just turn your head when you light it.

'Boom~~Boom~~' 'Crackling~~~'

With the sound of firecrackers and the blooming of fireworks, as the wind blows, they float in the sky, setting off the swaying glazed lanterns.

There is no moon tonight, just the stars twinkling with the fireworks.

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"It's another year after Zizi, and this year is not bad." Zhu Yuanzhang didn't go to rest, he kept vigil, and watched the fireworks with a binoculars.

Today he is in a particularly good mood, just like the mood of the eldest son Zhu Biao.

After a year, everything went smoothly, and he made a lot of money by trading with the barbarians. The entire Ningguo Mansion planted two stubbles of crops.

There are canals again, plus the commercial information and convenience office under construction.

I have been busy all year, and it is a good thing to find out. How can life be so smooth?The administration of Ming Dynasty was also smooth.

When I felt that something was in trouble, Xiaqiu Village took action without waiting.

Sometimes it is not considered troublesome, and Xiaqiu Village makes a move.

Sometimes Xiaqiu Village made the first move before finding out about the matter.

"Every New Year's Eve, tonight is different. It's not because of the fireworks, it's just laughing at the mountains and rivers."

Queen Ma's smile is the most romantic, a nostalgic logistics supporter.

She is in charge of the logistics, and her man, Shigehachi, fights in front.

The more people in charge of logistics, the more they understand the grand layout of Xiaqiu Village. It seems that it has been pushed step by step since the year before last. That is steady!
People are not in a hurry, implement one, and give another one. In war, it is the most difficult to deal with such an opponent.

Before the fireworks were set off today, Xiaqiu Village was still pushing!Explain that you can do what you want without being affected by festivals and emotions.

"Do you still have the candied haws from Xiaqiu Village? Bring us some." Zhu Yuanzhang felt that his mouth was tasteless, and wanted to eat something, thinking of the candied haws from Xiaqiu Village.

A large pile of candied gourds was sent, and Xiaqiu Village could feed the soldiers on the city wall, so naturally the palace would not be missing.

"Sister, take a bite, eat the orange on the top, take the bottom... and get us another bunch, why do you eat so much in one bite, sister?"

Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to eat the watermelon with candied haws, but Empress Ma picked it up, half of the candied haws was gone, and the rest was hawthorn.

Empress Ma rolled her eyes with a smile and chewed with puffed cheeks, she did it on purpose.

　This year it's just the fifth watch. Yesterday the farmer was exhausted after going out, and today I feel the 'sequel', especially tired.Tomorrow seven more, make up for today, brothers and sisters who have monthly tickets, please vote, thank you!The farmer bowed!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)