Chapter 25, Twenty-seven moments in the four years of Chongzhen.
Twenty-five Moment 25: Trivia in Guangzhou In late December of the fourth year of Chongzhen, Guangzhou After another night has passed, the city of Guangzhou, which has warm weather all year round, welcomes the morning of a new day.
While many Guangzhou citizens who were accustomed to getting up late were still sleeping, Zhang Yu, the young owner of Huifu Lane, slowly walked out of the ancestral walnut cake shop with his schoolbag in hand.
Several elderly people who had woken up early and were laying down their bunks saw him and greeted him enthusiastically: "Xia Mizi is back to school."
Zhang Yu also greeted them one by one, leaving a lot of admiration behind him: "It's really knowledgeable and polite.
How long will it take for most of my family to learn this?"
How about this?”
Fifteen-year-old Zhang Yu is currently studying at Nanyu Social School.
He is a good boy in the eyes of his parents and a good student in the neighborhood.
But when he turned to Yongqing Street, which is now the south of Beijing Road, he couldn't help but stop and linger.
The street was not wide, but a track with two iron bars was being built.
Everyone said that this was the Kun people's horse-drawn railway.
At that time, for just a few pennies, you can sit in the "Big World" under construction on the Pearl River.
Zhang Yu has never seen a horse pulling a cart, but small iron carts often pass by on the track.
As long as the two of them press up and down, they can move like flying.
Every time he sees them, he can't take his eyes off them.
After hanging around for a long time, Zhang Yu was already late when he arrived at the Social Studies Department, but the old teacher who taught him had not arrived yet.
Only the seniors led everyone to endorse.
This gentleman is currently obsessed with the Kunren Mark Six Lottery.
One time during class, a group of students were reading: "The Master said: When I am fifteen, I am determined to learn, when I am thirty, I am established, when I am forty, I am not confused, and when I am fifty, I know the destiny.
The teacher suddenly jumped up and shouted: "I got it", which startled Zhang Yu who was distracted.
Then the teacher hurriedly rushed out of the room, leaving a group of students staring at him.
Later, Zhang Yucai heard from his senior that it was his husband who found the Mark Six lottery numbers in the book and won the third prize and five taels of silver.
From then on, my husband’s passion for gambling became even higher.
Last month, Zhang Yu unexpectedly saw her husband and a group of laborers in short shirts frothing at the mouth discussing hot numbers at the entrance of a Mark Six Lottery shop.
He didn't look as aloof as he did in class at all.
Recently, he has been almost invisible.
Come to class Everyone memorized a few paragraphs unintentionally, and the senior announced: "Sir, I want everyone to carefully observe the thirteenth chapter of the selected works."
Next, those obedient and good students naturally took out their books and studied the articles.
Are you not such an obedient student?
Li Ziyu next to Zhang Yu winked for a while, while Zhang Yu pushed his other two friends Zeng Juan and Chen Shixin in a tacit understanding.
Then the four of them packed their schoolbags and skipped school in a big way.
Anyway, the seniors Never care.
Running out of the study, a group of friends chatted and laughed and enjoyed playing hooky.
The owner of a rental bookstall on the street saw them and waved his hands: "Young masters, the latest romance of the Three Kingdoms doll book has arrived."
Several people stopped immediately and caught up with the person in front of them to pick up a comic book and look for it in the crowd.
He sat down on the stool and began to read.
Only Chen Shixin, who came from a poor family, was reluctant to spend money and just put his head behind him to watch.
Although the books printed by this Australian are all in vulgar Chinese characters, there is no problem as long as you are used to reading them.
Moreover, the calligraphy and painting are exquisite, and even several grandmothers can read them with gusto.
Of course, what they watch are dramatic stories about talented men and beauties, knights and witches, and they shed a few tears when they see the painful scenes.
After a long time, a few people reluctantly put the comic strips back on the bookshelf.
They searched high and low again, and when they saw that there were no new books, they paid the money and squeezed out.
Don’t forget to shout: When the new Romance of the Three Kingdoms arrives, please remember to notify us.
"Master Guan is still great."
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The teenagers walking on the street, still immersed in the book, started talking among themselves.
"Xuchang should be included in the next episode."
"I haven't seen the preview of the next episode.
It's like walking in Maicheng."
"It was Maicheng who scared Cao Cao to death before leaving.
My mother-in-law told me."
"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise, the next episode will be out in ten days."
"This Romance of the Three Kingdoms doll book will only be released in ten days.
I really can't wait."
A few people were talking and laughing, and then they saw a new thing on the street: a man standing behind a strange stall selling something, with a sign saying "Australian Specialty" hanging next to it.
The teenagers leaned over curiously and looked at the thing in the man's hand that looked like a basin, but it was deeper than the basin.
A hole was drilled in the center.
There were metal pipes supporting some kind of machinery, and a ball of fire was standing there.
It was lit from under the central part that looked like a small metal can.
As the vendor stepped on a pedal, that part began to rotate endlessly, making a whooshing friction sound.
Then the vendor took out a small paper bag and poured the "Australian white sugar" inside into the rotating jar.
Next, what happened in front of them made the teenagers widen their eyes.
They saw countless slender white silk threads quietly appearing in the big basin-like thing.
The strands were like spider threads, and the men were free to use them.
A spindle was quickly circled in the basin, and the entangled silk threads turned into a large fluffy mass.
"How sweet is it?
Do you want some?"
the vendor asked with a smile.
The itchy teenagers took out a few copper coins one after another, and each bought a bunch.
First they took a careful bite, and immediately felt the fragrance of the candy slowly soaking into the tip of their tongues.
Then, everyone started biting into small bites.
That ball, that sweet feeling is so full that it almost overflows.
Unfortunately, this kind of thing seems to be a little too sweet, and it seems that the taste is already a bit greasy.
After eating, everyone continued on their way and soon reached the Pearl River.
A large boat-shaped stone appeared in front of them.
It was the Haizhu Stone.
It was one of the eight scenic spots in Yangcheng at that time and was called "Zhuhai Qinglan".
There was Wenxi Temple built on the stone.
Looking from a distance, the temple is crowded with people.
They did not join in the fun, but went to a "secret base" by the river: under a big banyan tree by the embankment.
As soon as he sat down in the shade of the tree, Chen Shixin couldn't wait to take out the Australian charcoal pencils from his schoolbag and began to copy the comic strip he had just read.
The other three people were already familiar with this painting fanatic.
Zeng Juan suggested: "Let's play Three Kingdoms" Li Ziyu took out his schoolbag and said, "Don't worry, my family bought a new game from Kunren yesterday."
Zhang Yu reached out and took it over to take a look: "Is the Prime Minister of the Ming Dynasty a promotion chart for Kunren?"
"It's much more fun than the promotion map.
I heard it was created by Prince Kun.
People in Kun like to worship this sage the most.
He can bless his family and his family."
Then, everyone listened to Li Ziyu’s explanation while studying the instructions themselves.
They quickly got started and became more and more engaged the more they played.
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"You colluded with the eunuchs" "I want to defend myself" "The chief minister's holy family is almost gone.
Let's impeach him quickly."
After half an hour of card battle, Li Ziyu successfully reached the top position of Jirenchen.
The three of them joked with each other while cleaning up.
The topic soon led to the Liao affairs.
Thanks to the various military magazines published by Kunren in recent years, several teenagers had already The duels between generals were no longer regarded as the main content of the war.
The articles they had read in magazines were quickly transformed into their own thoughts, and they rushed out of everyone's mouths: "You must form a spear formation, this is Marshal Huangshi's famous stunt."
"That's right, as long as we stab to the right together, the Tatars will be at their wits' end and shaking the spear can break the rain of arrows."
Zeng Juan proudly stretched out a finger, shook his head and said: "Even if the Tatars are good at fighting, one can be as good as ten, the number of their tribes who can fight is only 200,000 at most.
We, the Ming Dynasty, have a large population.
Even if we choose one out of a hundred, we can choose two."
With millions of spearmen, Kun will be slaughtered and the Tatars will be destroyed.
It is a shame that all the officials in the court will be reduced to wine sacks and rice sacks, and all the princes in the court will be killed.
There is no need to worry about the affairs of Liao and Kun, let alone the barbarians of the southwest."
Zhang Yu sneered: "How can you get so much money to recruit soldiers like two million?"
"Liaodong is a thousand miles of fertile land, and all the Liao people have been slaughtered.
If you can recruit elite soldiers and use warriors to grant land certificates, you can regain the land and get the land, and all the soldiers dare not die."
Before Zhang Yu opened his mouth, a whistle came from the river, and a Kunren steamboat pushed up the waves and went up the river.
Although they have long been used to it, a sense of powerlessness still surges into everyone's heart.
Chen Shixin also put down the charcoal and murmured: "Kunren's firearms are so ferocious, there is nothing I can do."
Li Ziyu sneered and said: "Although the Kun thief's firearms are powerful, my Ming Dynasty also has a big killing weapon that has not yet been released."
Zhang Yu knew that Li Ziyu's uncle was Qianhu, a avant-garde in Guangzhou, so he often boasted that he could see the military equipment of the Ming Dynasty.
He immediately asked: "Is it the fire dragon you mentioned last time?"
"No, no."
Li Ziyu shook her fingers and imitated the text: "This object is called a flying sand tube.
Two rockets are tied upside down and tied together.
When it hits the awning of an enemy ship, it can spray poisonous sand.
It is specially designed to spray poisonous sand.
It hurts the thief’s eyes.”
"That's not surprising."
"The most surprising thing is that after spraying the arsenic sand, another rocket can be fired backwards and fly back to the base camp.
Although the Kun thieves have sharp firearms, they must have never seen them before.
They must be inexplicably horrified.
Our officers and soldiers took advantage of the situation to cover up the killing." , breaking the Kun is as easy as turning the palm of your hand."
What Li Ziyu didn't say was that these enemy-defeating artifacts only existed on paper.
No one in Guangzhou had ever seen the real thing, but no one knew the inside story, so they all praised and praised them.
Zeng Juan was even more excited: "There are so many talented people in our Ming Dynasty, Kun Even if a thief shows off his evil for a while, he will never be as good as our heavenly dynasty."
But after Zhang Yu got over his excitement, he looked back and thought carefully: Even if this kind of artifact is novel, it can scare a few people and bluff it a few times.
It is better to cancel the rockets flying back.
Wouldn't it be better to install more arsenopyrite gunpowder?
But Li Zi The Yu family has been a military attache for generations, and can read books that ordinary people cannot see.
He is considered a distinguished guest in their small circle, so he should not question it in public.
Zeng Juan on the other side was already furious: "My Ming Dynasty has this magical weapon but can't use it.
It's precisely because these corrupt officials are in cahoots with the Kun thieves.
I heard that the Kun thieves secretly summoned the Guangzhou people in Ziming Tower a few days ago.
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The gentry and officials are holding a feast of sea and sky and a gathering of orioles.
The sound of debauchery is heard outside the building.
If they want to destroy their country, they must first destroy the morale of the people.
How poisonous are the intentions of the thieves?"
"The thief has no king or father, he is promiscuous by nature, and he is most accustomed to hooking up with shameless people."
The few young scholars scolded them vigorously, but Chen Shixin, who had been silent all the time, said hesitantly: "Actually, I think the Kun people are not bad.
At least they never disturb the people.
Even businessmen like to do business with them."
Li Ziyu suddenly sneered dissatisfiedly: "You are so nice to the thief, why don't you just shave your head and join him?"
But Zhang Yu suddenly realized: "Could it be that you got to know someone new and got in touch with Kun people?"
At this moment, everyone immediately became energetic and began to cheer for Chen Shixin to tell the truth.
Chen Shixin couldn't resist, so he had to admit that he was really curious yesterday and went to the "Big World" construction site by the river to play.
"That big world is really majestic," Chen Shixin swallowed his saliva and described it this way.
"There are iron frames and glass everywhere.
Although it is not painted with dragons and phoenixes, it is still quite shocking."
I was so excited that I couldn't help but take out a pen and paper and start drawing.
I was drawing vigorously when a voice came from beside me: "The perspective here is wrong."
Chen Shixin was suddenly startled.
When he looked back, he saw a smiling Kun man with a shaved head, a tall and straight figure, and spoke northern Mandarin.
He was obviously a real Kun man.
Chen Shixin had seen Zhen Kun from a distance before, but this was the first time he was so close.
Although he was a little scared, he was also a little dissatisfied.
This was because he felt itchy after seeing the unheard illustrations in Kun Ren's book, so he bought it.
When I started copying with charcoal, I relied entirely on my own talent without the guidance of a teacher, but I still managed to achieve a 70% or 80% resemblance to the drawings.
All viewers were amazed.
But now that someone is criticizing me for being wrong, I am naturally unconvinced.
But Zhen Kun was a good teacher, so he simply sat down next to him and talked to him about the principles of perspective and painting techniques for half an hour.
He also took out Kun's painting album, which showed his lifelike oil paintings and sketches.
It was an eye-opener for Chen Shixin.
In the end, Zhen Kun, who looked like a painter, even invited him to Lingao, saying that there was a special place to learn painting, and it would be easy to find a job after learning painting, and the treatment would be favorable.
"You really don't want to follow that Zhenkun painter to Lingao?"
Li Ziyu said sternly, "That's just a thief."
"I really don't think well."
Chen Shixin's eyes were full of confusion: "Actually, I really don't want to study anymore.
Anyway, with my level, I can't be admitted as a scholar.
I just want to draw, and I think I can To paint a painting like that is really worth dying for."
When they thought about their future, everyone could no longer laugh at him and fell into silence.
After bidding farewell to several friends, Zhang Yu walked home lazily step by step.
When he arrived at the teahouse at the corner of the street, he heard someone calling him: "Master, here is here."
When he glanced around, he turned out to be the storyteller in the teahouse. .
Zhang Yu then sat down at the table politely, and the storyteller pushed over a cage of vegetarian steamed buns in a flattering manner: "Master, eat the steamed buns, eat the steamed buns."
Zhang Yu had been saving money for lunch these days, so he just had a good time.
Wait until Zhang Yu has finished his tea.
The storyteller handed over a storybook with a smile on his face.
The storyteller was semi-literate, so he always asked Zhang Yu to read these popular books as a source of materials for his storytelling.
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So, Zhang Yu took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, turned to the serial "Intimate Paradise", and read in a low voice: "Last time, I mentioned that Mr.
Guanxi sent the book box for repair, and actually lost hundreds of secret plays in the mezzanine.
The photo went viral for a while, and Miss Jiaojiao was so ashamed and angry that she almost wanted to commit suicide."
After reading for a long time, the storyteller woke up and wiped his saliva: "These Australians really have many tricks, are there any more exciting ones?"
Zhang Yu flipped through the pages: "These two anecdotes from the market are good: a feast of orioles in the sea and sky, and the case of slaves hiding in cellars in Xiangshan County."
After reading the book, the storyteller gave Zhang Yu another five copper coins.
Plus the money he had saved from not eating lunch these days, it should be enough to buy the next issue of war history research.
Thinking of this, Zhang Yu's steps It also became lighter.
When he got home, his mother, who was sulking in front of the shop, couldn't help but smile when she saw her son coming back.
She followed him and kept asking about his studies, and brought him a pot of hot tea and a plate of freshly baked walnut cakes.
Zhang Yu wanted to go downstairs to help his father crack walnuts, but his mother refused to do so: "Younger children can just concentrate on studying."
Then he babbled about how difficult it was to do business, and swindled hundreds of coins from the errand.
Today’s work was basically in vain.
You see, Shaodong, a tailor shop owner in the east, was admitted as a scholar, and the errand beggars didn’t dare to come. , our family’s hope lies in you.
"No matter what, you must be a scholar."
With these last words, the noisy mother finally left, and Zhang Yu, whose ears finally calmed down, opened the selected works of the times with a tragic face.
The teacher emphasized that he wanted to observe the thirteenth Is the question a cross-section question, or is it inexplicably irrelevant?
Love match: "Mrs.
Jun's sexual desire", it seems that it is just some inexplicable digressions, rambling topics, and empty remarks.
Zhang Yu suddenly felt bored and bored in his heart, and he reluctantly read for a while.
Finally, he let out a long sigh and pushed the book away.
Although "the oath to be a scholar" was still echoing in his ears, Zhang Yu couldn't help but take out the war history study from the book box.
He had read it several times before, but it was still so fresh and exciting to read.
Turn to the back cover, and there is an advertisement for a new book: The masterpiece of science fiction from Australia and Song Dynasty makes its debut, the science fiction masterpiece that everyone vomited blood for Fumbling with the title of From the Earth to the Moon, Zhang Yu was full of curiosity about the fantasy novel that he had read.
Among the war history research books in his hand, there was the serialized political fantasy novel Motherland, which was about the Sun and Moon Dynasty.
Give the story of the invasion and subjugation of the barbarian Shui Qing Kingdom, a discerning eye People can tell at a glance that they are talking about the Ming Dynasty and the establishment of slaves, but the officials do not punish the people, and no one goes to sue the officials for their troubles.
Even if they are troublesome, the officials will probably just sneer: "How could the Ming Dynasty be destroyed by the Jurchens?"
With my own hands, it takes three hundred years for China to return to China, which is ridiculous and absurd."
But Zhang Yu had never read science fiction novels before, and he was really itching for it.
But the price of the books also made him swayed.
Although since this Australian came here, he has ruined the old book shop.
The price of the books is a few percent.
My income is falling, but I only have a little pocket money from my parents occasionally.
New things from Australia are constantly coming out, sometimes new Australian movies, sometimes assembled models of warships, this little money is simply not enough. ah.
Recalling what Chen Shixin said by the Pearl River in the morning, Zhang Yu was also confused.
In fact, there are only a few scholars in social studies.
Most parents send their sons to school just to learn to read a few words and read ledgers. .
But even if he stopped reading and came back to inherit the family's small shop and make pastries for the rest of his life, Zhang Yu still felt a little lost and bored, plus a touch of unwillingness.
After Kun Ren came, he realized that in addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, there were also There is such a wonderful world.
In my mother's words, I am "ambitious."
The only golden avenue that leads to success in my mind seems to be so narrow and closed now.
Then, a crazy idea began to sprout in Zhang Yu’s heart: "Since reading is so boring, how about we call Shang Jixin and go to the legendary Lingao Kun City together?"
On the other hand, while the Ming natives in Guangzhou looked at the "Australian Kun people" who broke into their lives with their own eyes, the "Kun people elders" who entered Guangzhou were also understanding the Ming Dynasty through their own eyes and ways.
How the natives feel about outsiders like themselves Outside Guangzhou, the "Big World" construction site built by Australians Due to the close of the year and workers going home for the New Year, this large-scale commercial and entertainment complex has basically stopped working.
Qi Feng, an urban planning graduate from the original time and space and a veteran of Lingao Construction Corporation, checked the construction drawings of "Guangzhou World" for the last time and confirmed that there were no problems before he stretched himself and left the engineering headquarters.
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Prefabricated house, transferred back to nearby temporary accommodation.
Thanks to the largest urbanization process in human history at the beginning of the 21st century, several of the elders in Lingao studied and practiced urban planning.
However, the executive committee in power are all admirers of the creed of "engineers rule the country".
According to a certain boss who seems to have evolved into a mechanical functional computer, all work in the world can be decomposed into n-dimensional equations or matrices.
Urban planning is nothing more than a four-element matrix composed of industrial supporting radius, resource supply radius, local support capacity and investment scale.
As for artistry and beauty, it is purely redundant.
However, Qi Feng's view is completely opposite.
He was born in a narrow alley in the old city of Hangzhou.
When he was in elementary school, he saw a foreign city scenery calendar.
His heart suppressed by the narrow living environment suddenly found a way to release.
From then on, he began to study on his own.
Architectural painting, reading like crazy about everything related to Eastern and Western architecture.
Later, this belief in pursuing architectural beauty supported him to be admitted to the urban planning major of a famous university, supported him to become a part-time architectural painter, and then supported him to change several jobs making grids on the ground to design sewers, and finally Support him in resolutely returning to ancient times, just so that he can personally build many iconic buildings full of character and beauty.
However, even in the world of the seventeenth century, it was difficult for the Senate to provide him with the opportunity to realize his ideals for the time being.
Therefore, this ultra-idealistic senator could only pour his passion into the drawing paper and paint it every day.
Work hard on your painting skills.
Because Lingao could not produce its own oil paints yet, it was difficult to buy oil paints and brushes at that time in Macau.
He could only practice sketching and sketching with carbon rods.
When he was in Lingao, he drew all the buildings with some history in the city and outside the city.
People can often see Qi Yuanlao holding a sketchbook, standing on the smoke and grass or ruins, facing a dilapidated building.
The building is attentive.
From time to time, he could be seen climbing up and down the dilapidated ancient buildings, so Qi Feng was nicknamed "Liang Sicheng of Lingao" in the Senate - unfortunately, there was no Ms.
Lin Huiyin accompanying him.
After returning to Guangzhou to preside over the construction project of the "Guangzhou World" entertainment mall, Qi Feng often used his free time to wander around and sketch.
Yesterday, he accidentally met a local young scholar squatting outside the construction site of the Great World to paint and sketch.
What was amazing was that this young scholar had neither art textbooks nor teacher guidance.
I learned a lot through personal interest and by referring to illustrations in Senate publications.
Although there are some errors and omissions in the initial drawing, the flaws do not hide the good points.
Therefore, Qi Feng enthusiastically taught the young man some painting skills, and also wanted to invite this rare good talent to learn painting in Lingao, and even had the idea of recruiting an apprentice himself.
Of course, Qi Feng also knew that this was a success.
It's unlikely.
The other party is not the kind of person who walks around in ragged clothes.
He is a poor boy with no other options, but a well-educated young scholar.
After all, his family should have some industry and status, so it is difficult to give up the "righteous path" of a scholar and go to Lingao to seek refuge with the Senate.
Painting is a "little path" that is looked down upon by others.
Hey, most people are always unhappy with things in this world.
With a hint of melancholy, Qi Feng opened the door of his temporary residence and saw Guo Yizheng, the person in charge of Guangzhou Station and the future director of "Guangzhou Big World", sitting at the table, reading a handwritten book with an impressive title.
It is a guide to the affairs of Kun.
The "Australian elders" in Lingao have also heard of Kun Shi Zhui Lu, a "strange book" about how people in the Ming Dynasty viewed themselves as time travellers.
However, what surprised Qi Feng was that, as a foreigner stationed in Guangzhou, Sent personnel, Guo Yi should have read this book a long time ago.
Why do he have to read it again now?
Could it be that such nonsense and weird theories are worth reading again and again?
"Because there are many versions of the Kun Shi Gui Lu, the newer the version, the more content it contains.
In fact, this book was jointly created by several scholars in Lingao County from the beginning.
After it spread, every time it was When copying, they will add their own rumors and insights.”
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Guo Yi slowly picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.
He replied like this.
At the same time, he opened the Kunshi Directory in his hand and pushed it in front of Qi Feng.
"These things I circled with a red pen are all new ones."
You might as well take a look at the content, it’s quite interesting.”
Qi Feng looked intently, and immediately saw a section of the fire-prevention map: "Uncle Lantian has four volumes of overseas fire-preservation maps, which are called Longyang Point, Prison China, Lihuo Luo, Confused Dream, Gold Loop and Silver Belt, The Secret of the Treasure The four volumes all describe the affairs of Longyang in the previous dynasty, and the descriptions are so wonderful that even Zhang Hou and Dao Mu are ashamed of themselves.
One day, Uncle Tian met Zhang Tiansun to ask for a drink.
Tao An put his palms in his hands and laughed and said: "It was a trick of the people who lived in Australia before.
Unexpectedly, Uncle Tian was also a close friend."
There are no less than a hundred jade signatures, all of which are hidden in overseas jade boxes.
There is also a letter from the Jin Ping Mei Qi Zhuan.
The writing style is similar to that collected by Uncle Tian, but it is also very refined."
"Hey, I didn't expect that scholars in the Ming Dynasty would be so interested in gay Danmei comics.
I thought only rotten girls would like to read that kind of stuff."
Qi Feng couldn't help but shook his head, "And what's the meaning of this fire-preventing picture?"
"There is no way.
From the late Ming Dynasty to the early Qing Dynasty, engaging in gay entertainment was a popular trend among scholars.
The Mr.
Tao An mentioned in this article, Zhang Dai, is a young man from an aristocratic family who is famous for his pretentiousness.
And Jia Jia in Dream of Red Mansions Baoyu, don’t you also do homosexuality?
As for the picture of warding off fire, it means the picture of the erotic palace.
In traditional Chinese folk customs, the god of fire usually descends to earth in the form of a woman to set fire.
Therefore, book collectors believe that hanging pictures of the erotic palace in the library can make the goddess ashamed and helpless.
Arson, hence the name. " This weird traditional folk custom made Comrade Qi Feng, an enthusiast of ancient architecture, feel quite embarrassed for a while: Imagine that according to such traditional habits, if future generations do not experience the destruction of the four olds, then every gas station, business store, etc.
On the walls of fuel warehouses and libraries, above the slogan "Be careful with candles", a picture of a man and a woman having sex is posted in a serious manner.
The scene is so beautiful that I dare not look at it.
Reading further, there is an article circled in red below about the luxurious food of Kun people: "When I lived in Nanjing, a maritime merchant named Liu visited Lingao several times and talked with him about Kunzhong affairs.
They were all vivid.
Kun people followed the example of the ancient Zhongming.
Dining meals are rarely done separately.
People gather together to eat in one place, called a "canteen", just like a temple.
It belongs to the Zhaitang.
Every meal must have fish and vegetables, and all the meals are cooked with polished rice.
You can sit and eat for ten months, so the poor in Guangdong and Qiong have no way to make a living, so they often use this as a way to survive.
When I went to court to collect food, the soldiers followed the law and the place where food was eaten was insufficient.
The soldiers complained about the place and were often troubled, harassing or plundering, and sometimes causing slander.
If there is a big work, the people will have a lot of food and a shortage of food.
The strong may be satisfied, but the weak and discouraged will inevitably end up wandering in the ravines.
When the people of Kun went out to the army, they brought their own grain and fodder, and the food supply was more than usual.
Therefore, the troops did not disturb the people, and the people were at peace.
When the Kun people set up work, even though there were thousands of people, everyone still had food to eat, and they were better off than at home.
Therefore, when the Kun people were recruiting workers, many people came to fight for them, and some of them even cursed and beat each other.
When a Kun person first rises, his food mouth is still small.
Later, when he receives false Kun, there are often tens of thousands of them, and his index fingers are numerous, and they all serve like this.
According to our plan, although the government is absolutely incapable of doing this.
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The reason why Kun people can do this is not because they are "rich and extravagant in nature".
"Haha, comparing the canteen to the dining hall in the temple is not a bell.
However, it seems to have some truth.
In the eyes of the ancients, compared with the stainless steel rice bucket, the copper tripod is indeed more eye-catching.
As for the bell, Lin People in Gao use electric bells during lunch breaks and meals.
It seems that there are indeed bells in places without electricity."
Qi Feng commented while shaking his head like this, while turning to the next article about the female Kun with a red circle: "At the end of the Song Dynasty, when the Kun people first died, many people escaped from danger, and all their families and women were scattered.
As for Australia, There are dozens of men and women, and those who are Kun are mostly after the nobles of the previous dynasty, and Australian native women are mostly black.
Those who are ugly should be avoided.
Therefore, in the beginning, there were not many people.
After more than a hundred years, there were tens of thousands of people, and the number of women was less than five.
Therefore, the Australian custom is to regard women as treasures.
When a woman was pregnant with a daughter for ten months, the house was full of congratulators, saying that she had received a thousand pieces of gold and wealth.
This is why the laws of the Kun people were different from those in the Central Plains.
When men and women get married, they need to report to the government for "registration."
If a man divorces his wife, half of his property belongs to the woman.
Kun people are young, so women in the Kun family are no different from men in workers and peasants, so tall and well-built women are considered to be the best.
Beautiful.
It may be said that Kun's rites and music are ruined.
Female Kuns often have multiple wives.
However, thinking about this may be the reason.
This is because the population is too sparse.
After the Kun people took over the land of Yue and Qiong, they made great efforts to acquire women from the Central Plains.
They mostly selected women who were tall and strong, and trained them in the art of sex.
These women were called "secret arts".
It is also said that some people in Kun fought for concubines and shot each other to death."
"There are those who fight for concubines and kill each other by shooting each other with muskets."
Qi Feng was a little confused at first, and then he was shocked.
"Although no one died at that time, could it be that the maid revolution actually reached the ears of the natives of the Ming Dynasty?
" After the first batch of maids or "Xiao Mi" were trained, conflicts broke out among the elders over distribution issues.
Although it did not lead to the death of anyone, the situation was also very unbearable and was similar to the street movements of later generations.
Compare "God knows, although this matter is very embarrassing, the Senate issued a hush-hush order at the time, but by the time the order was given to block the news, it was already a bit late.
The natives and naturalized people in Dongmen City may have heard something, and in this world there are always There’s no shortage of guys who like gossip.”
Guo Yi spread his hands and said, "We can't set up a literary prison for such a trivial matter.
Anyone who hears about it will be beheaded."
After chatting like this for a while, Guo Yicai brought up the business.
The combined fleets of the United States, East Coast countries and "real" Australians have now set anchor and sailed north from Batavia, preparing to hold a global traveler summit in Lingao to discuss a series of rights. and cooperation issues in the division of spheres of influence.
The Lingao Senate naturally attached great importance to this matter and ordered that except for the necessary left-behind personnel, all the senators who were away should come back for the meeting.
Naturally, Qi Feng was also among those recalled.
Guo Yi came this time to inform him to leave for the Hong Kong base first, and then take a naval warship there to return to Lingao.
However, while the powerful figures in the Lingao Traveler Senate system were rushing back to Hainan Island in an endless stream, there was also a high-ranking leader who braved the howling cold wind in winter, alone.
Embarked on the journey north oshow7: