Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 2085 Zhaoqing Restoration ([-])

What about Sun Shiwan's family?In fact, he didn't treat this scholar as a "teacher". The amount of food he gave him was very meager. Three meals a day were all vegetables, and a bowl of tofu and two cat fish were considered meat dishes.Eating rewards on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year is nothing more than making a soup on a duck shelf, without any oil or water.Sun Shiwan's wife often blamed Sang and scolded Huai, saying that the money from the husband was not as good as "raising a pig"; the husband complained every night at dinner, calling the Sun family "mean" and "all children and grandchildren will beg for food" in private.Their appearance of "respecting teachers and teaching" on the surface, but secretly hating and hating each other made me deeply feel the hypocrisy of the old society.

This study career lasted for about a year.Then I went home.Because the family really can't open the pot.

Speaking of which, this is said to be the so-called rule at that time: there must be five males in the family to allow military households to take the imperial examination. At that time, I had only one son in my family, and my father had to do his best to give birth to my younger brother. One, all younger sisters, made the family poor.After my fifth sister was born, my father stopped thinking about it and let me go home.Later, I was transferred to the Political Department to do political work. I learned during the training that the imperial court of the Ming Dynasty restricted military households from taking the imperial examinations, but only one person from each household could take the exam. My family fully met the requirements at that time.At that time, my father didn't know where he had picked up the news, or who was deliberately teasing him, an illiterate and honest man.If I had taken the imperial examination at that time, how could I have the opportunity to join the glorious Fubo army?

After I got home, I found out that the house really couldn't open the pot.Although the younger sisters are young, they can't stand the crowd and eat too much.My parents couldn't afford it, so they had to sell my eldest sister to the Sun family as a maid, and the third sister as a child bride. They wanted to give her a way to survive, but they were tortured to death by her parents-in-law after a few years— ——Speaking of this incident, I still can’t forget how she cried and begged her parents to tell her not to go the day she was taken away——When I think of this, I can’t stop crying.I really wish she could live a good life like this for a few days!But at that time, the poor really had no choice.

There was a large population in the family, and it was the time when the body was growing and needed nutrition, so there was never enough to eat.So I went to the mountains to chop firewood to support my family.Pick a load of firewood to the street every day, sell half, and give half to Brother Hai.Then do some part-time jobs, at least three meals will be provided.Every time Brother Hai kills a pig, he always leaves some unsalable meat in return.Thanks to Brother Hai, my family can also see some meat from time to time—this is how we share weal and woe.

I only have two memories of this era, that is hunger, that is really hungry, 24 hours a day there is a cat hiding in the stomach, as hungry as scratching its intestines.The other scarier than being hungry is that I can't find my direction in life.I lost my book reading, and I completely cut off the idea of ​​honoring my ancestors in the imperial examinations.One of the next paths is to be like his father, to give Sun Shiwan a lifetime of land, and leave the task of getting out of nationality to the next generation; the other is to be like Uncle Jizai, to be the leader of the army and charge into the battle, maybe he can change his military achievements. .But I don't like either way.At that time, I vaguely felt that being a long-term laborer and farming for no money like my father was just a cycle; and I was instinctively unwilling to be a big soldier who harmed the people.

When I was in double confusion physically and mentally, the guide who led me to the great cause of the Senate appeared.

Uncle Jizai is my father's younger brother, and my Uncle Yao is the "army driller" in the guard.

In my childhood memory, what Uncle Jizai did was no different from those prostitutes, he was idle all day long, picking quarrels and provoking trouble.Later, Wang Zunde brazenly launched the so-called "second encirclement and suppression". Uncle Jizai also followed the Ming bandit army to fight on Hainan Island, and was taken prisoner on Chengmai Beach. It took several years before he worked to redeem himself and return home.

After returning home, Uncle Chicken has changed!
This is my first feeling when I saw Uncle Chicken.In any case, I can't connect this strong black man with bright eyes, who walks like the wind and sits like a clock, with the sickly bum in my memory.Thinking back now, Uncle Jizai, who reported back to the guard, looked more like a soldier of the Fubo Army than a puppet bandit army.And what surprised me even more was that Uncle Jizai, who had never been to school for a day, could actually read!It must have been the second month since Uncle Jizai came back. I was in the yard taking out the old copy of the Analects of Confucius to read. Uncle Jizai just came back from the outside. ? Kong Laoer’s thing, it’s useful.” I was shocked at the time, as my father, he couldn’t tell whether I was reading the Analects or something else.I said, "Uncle Jizai, how do you know this is the Analects?" Uncle Chizai pointed at the page I turned and smiled and said, "This sentence is 'Learning while learning from time to time, it's a joy', right? Haha, are you stupid? Your uncle and I can read!" I was very surprised at the time, so I begged him to ask the reason.It turned out that Uncle Jizai once thought of staying in Lingao, but in Lingao, illiterate people can't move a single step, and if you want to find a better job, you must have a diploma.In the Lingao prisoner-of-war camp, there happened to be a literacy program, so Uncle Jizai worked hard for a while, and even gave him a B-type diploma, and even gave him a homonym for a tuba, called Liu Ji.He said that he has obtained all the B-type diplomas that are equivalent to juren, and whether he joins the army, goes to a military academy or becomes a civil servant, it is a matter of grasping.If it wasn't for the fear that he would be treated as a deserter by the Ming authorities and implicate our family, he wouldn't have come back.

Now I am extremely surprised. China has been in existence for thousands of years, and this is something that has never been heard before!I pestered Uncle Jizai to tell us what he had seen and heard in Lingao, and Uncle Jizai was also willing to "tell the ancient times" to us little brats, teach us to write "new characters" and teach us to speak "newspeak".During those dark days, Uncle Chick showed us a completely different world, which made my days brighter.What kind of big iron ship without wind, what kind of giant steel beast (editor's note: excavator), what kind of big train that spews black smoke but moves fast on the track, at that time I thought Uncle Jizai brags, he only likes to listen to him talk about the Fubo Army's drills and wars, and he quickly interrupts when he hears these technologies.It wasn't until I arrived in Lingao that I realized that Uncle Chicken wasn't bragging!At this time, I completely sneered at what Kong Laoer and his disciples and grandchildren were saying, just like what Uncle Jizai scolded us when he "talked about ancient times", can the Analects of Confucius make the train run?Can the army be victorious in every battle?Can you make enough food grow in the ground?Can the people live a better life?Since they can't, then why should his apprentices and grandchildren sit on the heads of the people and shit?
(Editor's note, after investigation and research by this agency: Uncle Jizai is the former deputy mayor of Zhaoqing City, Liu Ji, who has served as the liaison officer of the Zhaoqing Municipal Health Office, the officer of the Propaganda Department of the Zhaoqing Municipal Government, the deputy county magistrate of Fengkai County, Zhaoqing City and the National Army Team leader, county magistrate of Fengkai County, etc. He has won a Chairman’s Commendation Order, two May [-]st Labor Medals, all three levels of Senate and People’s Service Medals. He has made great contributions to the liberation and reconstruction of Guangdong).

1635 AD is destined to be the most memorable year in my life.One is that the eighth younger brother Fazi was born just after Chinese New Year this year.Although my younger sisters who don't know sorrow are very happy, my parents are suffering from the joy of the birth of a new life and the sorrow of having another mouth.In order to reduce the burden on the family, Uncle Jizai said that he had a place to eat and rarely went home to eat; I worked part-time for the Sun family, not asking for wages, just to eat, and save a bite for the family.Finally managed to maintain it so that my younger brother would not die from lack of nutrition.

Another thing is much bigger.

This year, my Fubo army swore to cross the sea and go to the north. On March 3, Guangzhou was restored.When the news came, Xiong Wencan, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi at that time, was in a state of panic all day long. He asked the guards to mobilize the army, and issued a list to organize group training.People who didn't need to be soldiers were arrested and served as soldiers.But my family and Sun Shiwan's family have always been old, and the guards know about it.The officials in charge of Latin wanted to complete the task, but were afraid of offending Sun Shiwan, so they didn't dare to forcibly recruit me, so they came to my house to threaten and lure me to register.My father didn't dare to say anything, just sat on the side and sighed.My mother was afraid that I would die in vain on the battlefield, so she told me to run away quickly.But where can I run?Besides, running at this juncture, if you are caught badly, you will be decapitated.Uncle Chicken went to reason with the conscription officer, saying that Uncle Chicken is only two dicks in my family, and Uncle Chicken has already gone to serve in the army. According to the rules, only one of him is enough. Why should I want to follow?The conscription officer pointed to my younger brother, Fazai, who was in the arms of my fourth sister, and said, Fazai is here, so I am Yu Ding, and I have to enlist in the army according to the rules.Uncle Ji Zai was so angry that he yelled and cursed, cursing that official for harming nature and justice, and he must die a bad death.But the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, so what can be done?In the end, Uncle Jizai had an idea. He told my parents that the Fubo army is a teacher of civilization, and they will not kill prisoners. As long as I follow him, they will take care of me and return me to Zhao.So I still reported to go.

The next day after registration is Dianmao. We live in Tunsuo, which is still some distance from Zhaoqing.So I, Uncle Jizai and others set off on the fourth watch, and arrived at the school grounds early in the morning to gather. The meeting time was set at Mao, which is around six o'clock in the morning, so it is called Dianmao.According to the rules, when we arrived at the playground, we lined up in a queue. When we arrived at Maoshi, the officials above would hold a roll called "Maochu" and roll our names one by one.According to the rules, those who can't be called will be beaten with military sticks. If they want to go out for an expedition, they will even be beheaded if they are late.But that's not the case at all.

(End of this chapter)