Zhu Di carried the grain and walked to the thatched hut of the forester halfway up the mountain.

He has been to Fengyang's hometown twice, the first time was when the imperial mausoleum was built, and the tombs of his grandfather and grandmother were moved in, and the entire royal family came to Fengyang to worship their ancestors. The second time was that Xu Miaoyi was kidnapped by the Liba Thorn bought by the prince of the Northern Yuan Dynasty and sent to Jiushan in Fengyang, and he received a secret letter to rescue him.

But there has never been a time like this time when Fengyang was punished for his downfall, and life is better than death. Walking on the mountain road with a heavy burden, the whiplash wound that had just scabbed over ripped open again, and he could feel the warm blood running down his back like an earthworm, wetting his belt, and the cold wind of the first month blew through, and the blood-soaked belt froze hard, just like the whip that his father had whipped him.

But the pain on the ** is nothing, and the doubts and entanglements in the heart are tormenting. At first, Zhu Di was very sure that Xu Miaoyi would come to Fengyang to save him, but as time went by, he began to slowly lose his confidence:

Will she really come?

Am I that important to her?

If she saw me with nothing, would she flinch?

She has gone through ups and downs, and she is a woman who is full of pessimism about love and marriage. I firmly grabbed her hand again and again, comforting her swaying heart again and again, and this time, I was punished by my father to Fengyang to think about it, and I couldn't take half a step.

Miaoyi, whether we can pass this last hurdle depends on your determination......

Zhu Di walked through a peach forest, the shriveled branches in the first month already have clusters of dense brown buds, a little warm about to open, halfway up the mountain, bamboo huts looming among the trees.

It's finally time to get to my new home, which is very different from the majestic Yanwang Mansion in the capital, but it's a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Zhu Di carried the burden and walked quickly to the new house, the impoverished thatched house did not even have a door lock, and he was so poor that he really didn't need such a delicate thing as a lock.

Zhu Di pushed the door in, fortunately the previous forest keeper left the bedding, blood loss and hunger made him dizzy, he put down the burden, fell asleep.

Zhu Di was awakened □□ thirst, dizzy and felt the kitchen, but the water tank was empty, Zhu Di suddenly remembered that the monks of Longxing Temple said that the mountain stream dried up in winter, and he needed to go to the river down the mountain to fetch water to eat.

"Heaven descends on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their bodies, and empty their bodies......"

Zhu Di went back and forth to the thatched hut river seven times, filled the water tank, and silently recited the articles taught by the masters of the palace hall all the way to motivate himself.

I poured half a pot of water, grabbed two handfuls of wheat and sprinkled them in, and planned to cook a pot of wheat porridge to solve dinner. Zhu Di searched the entire thatched house, but he couldn't find anything like a fire sickle that lit the fire.

This is the jingle of poverty.

Zhu Di found a piece of firewood, took out a dagger and sharpened it - perhaps Zhu Yuanzhang was worried that his son was eaten by a hungry wolf on the mountain, so he actually thought of leaving him a dagger for self-defense.

After sharpening the firewood, Zhu Di pulled some cotton wool from the futon and put it on the wood, and the sharpened firewood rested in the middle, rubbing it back and forth violently, and when his throat was about to dry and smoke, the cotton wool that drilled wood for fire also began to smoke.

Zhu Di was overjoyed, carefully serving this rare fire, and finally ignited the stove.

The wheat porridge was grunting in the pot, smelling the sweet and thick fragrance of wheat, looking at the flames jumping in the hearth, the words of the father's reprimand were vivid: "...... Back then, I had planted land, even had to eat in the famine years, worked as a monk for my family, and experienced all kinds of hardships. Don't think you're proud and amazing to be on the battlefield. In fact, the tens of millions of enemy soldiers cannot make people frightened, but people will bend their waists for five buckets of rice. Hungry, suffering from long-term immortality, and seeing no hope like a walking corpse, it is more uncomfortable than death. ”

In less than half a month, Zhu Di suffered from his father's youth. The whiplash on his back was still painful, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he could recall his father's anger and reprimand when he wielded the whip, but Zhu Di didn't hold a grudge against his father at all.

Zhu Di drank the hot wheat porridge, a sense of satisfaction spread from the stomach to the whole body, and suddenly the whole body was comfortable, he recalled the history told by the masters of the Great Bentang, and figured out a truth: In fact, all the changes of dynasty start from the people not having enough to eat.

His father always scolded him for forgetting the fundamentals and not knowing the sufferings of the people, and he was always unconvinced before, but now he understands that just fighting on the battlefield, practicing in the barracks, or watching the life in the market on the streets of the capital is just an appearance.

The real root is the rural peasants who have no permanent production, whoever gives them enough food to eat, who can let them cultivate the fields with peace of mind, they will work for whom, so my father will cherish the people, hate the corrupt officials and corrupt officials, knowing that the people are basically illiterate, but also vigorously promote the "Great Message" and other legal books, ordering people to go around to publicize and read, embezzling sixty taels of silver and beheading and other laws that are stricter than all the criminal laws of the previous dynasty. Who else has a book called "The Great Message", and the family has violated the unprecedented provisions of the criminal law, such as leniency as appropriate.

It turns out that behind these seemingly impersonal or naïve and ridiculous, my father's thoughts and starting points are actually very direct and simple.

Fathers are cruel and merciful; It's cold-blooded, it's kind, it's really a complicated person......

The wheat porridge drank a full water, and Zhu Di's resentment and anger towards his father, his anxiety and anxiety towards Xu Miaoyi all disappeared. Fathers have fathers

He felt that it was right to do so, so he would stick to it. He is still an emperor, and he has long been accustomed to controlling everything, and anything that does not conform to his ideas will of course be rejected.

And I also have my own choices and considerations, the road is my own choice, I don't regret it. He is the founding emperor, I am the prince, we are not destined to follow the same path, and it is impossible to truly understand each other, especially the father, who has no time to pay attention to his son's thoughts. Since I insist on marrying Miaoyi, I should bear my father's doubts and anger.

Fengyang experienced, fell from the clouds to the mud, Zhu Di, who had suffered a lot, admired his father's courage and talent to survive even more, just respected

Pei is not blindly obedient, but more clear and firm about how to go in the future.

Zhu Di extinguished the fire in the hearth, took out a charcoal bar, and wrote a big word "Di" on the lime-coated bamboo fence wall, thinking that if Xu Miaoyi came to Fengyang to find him and visit this place, he would know that this was his residence.

She'll definitely come.

Zhu Di took the charcoal strip and repeatedly smeared the bold word "Di", in life, there must always be some beliefs.

The next day, he endured back pain and hunted in the mountains and forests, and hunted a pheasant, he boiled the pheasant into the pot to boil out the fat of the white flowers, and mixed the fried dried fat residue into the leftover wheat porridge yesterday as a vegetable, but used the precious fat as lamp oil, and burned in vain.

At night, the oil lamp covered with a transparent glass lampshade hangs on the word "Di" at the gate of the courtyard, the light is very weak, but it is the only light in the fruit forest. Zhu Di also got up in the middle of the night to check whether the lights were extinguished, or to renew the lamp oil that was about to be burned dry.

Occasionally, at night, small animals or birds make a rustling movement similar to that of walking, and Zhu Di will stare at it, expecting the familiar figure to appear.

Not her.

After a short period of disappointment, Zhu Di immediately comforted herself that next time, next time, she would appear.

Although spring has arrived, the spring cold is very domineering and refuses to give way, the buds of the fruit forest have never opened, and even the fields are still frozen tightly, unable to cultivate and sow seeds, and there are no wild vegetables and fruits to satisfy hunger.

Fortunately, Zhu Di is a good hunter and will not starve to death. He even hunted a wolf, and sold the wolf skin to a small landowner in a neighboring village in exchange for two catties of turbid soybean oil and a bag of salt.

Zhu Di filled the oil lamp with soybean oil, and secretly sighed, at least for half a month, there is no need to worry about the oil lamp going out.

There is a small village at the foot of the mountain, and the village is inhabited by tenant farmers from Longxin Temple, and in early February, the news spread throughout the village that the new forest keeper is a down-and-out loser.

The big girls in the village get together to bask in the sun, do needlework, and the topic of small talk is of course inseparable from the new young people in the village.

Wang Dani lowered his head with the soles of his shoes and said: "That person is so handsome, the son of the county master's family is not as good-looking as him!" ”

Dani's straightforwardness was ridiculed by many village girls:

"He is so good-looking that he can't eat it, and the man is so hungry that he is so thin that he looks short-lived, and whoever marries him must be a widow."

"That person doesn't know how to live, how expensive the oil is, my mother is reluctant to light the lamp when she works at night, saying that the oil is reserved for my father's spring ploughing to help make pancakes to eat, but he uses to light the lamp not to say, but also hangs the lamp outside! The blind man lit the lamp in vain, and the landlord's house was not so wasteful of oil. ”

Wang Dani argued: "No, the man lit the lamp to show his daughter-in-law the way home, for fear that her daughter-in-law would not find the door." ”

"How do you know? Have you spoken to him? ”

Wang Dani said: "The second stunned man in the village was greedy, and wanted to go to the gate of the forest guard's courtyard in the middle of the night to steal oil to eat, but he was caught by that person. The man sent this thief to my house, and my grandfather taught the second stunned man a hard lesson, forcing the second stunned to kowtow to the forest keeper and apologize, swearing not to do it again. ”

Wang Dani's grandfather is the chief of the village, and he is highly respected, and if there is any dispute in the village, he will usually ask the chief to uphold justice.

"My grandfather asked the forest keeper why he wasted lamp oil by lighting the lamp outside in the middle of the night, and the forest keeper said that he and his daughter-in-law were separated, and agreed to reunite in Fengyang, and he was afraid that his daughter-in-law would find the wrong place, so he lit the lamp at night to guide the direction of home."

The village girls who said it were full of girlish hearts, "Wow, there are only such infatuated people in the drama." ”

"He can hunt, and he has the ability to kill wolves, marry a man, dress and eat, and his daughter-in-law is a blessed one."

"I said that I was separated on the road, I don't know if his daughter-in-law is dead or alive, if she is not alive, this is not in vain, it's a pity, my family can't use so much oil for stir-frying."

Zhu Di didn't know that his image had changed in the gossip at the entrance of the village, and the villagers' eyes on him changed from disgust to sympathy.

One night, the spring thunder rolled, it rained heavily, moistened the earth, the villagers woke up from the thunder, the dark road finally warmed the spring rain, and it was time for spring ploughing.

Zhu Di was worried that the oil lamp would go out, so he got up in the middle of the night and wore a hat and a robe, and stepped on clogs to open the door to check at the gate of the courtyard.

As soon as he opened the door, he vaguely heard a knock on the door, the wind and thunder swept in, blowing away the sound, I thought it was an auditory hallucination, but then a shining light illuminated the mountains like day!

The oil lamp still hung at the gate of the courtyard, and with the fierce shaking of the wind, the wick flickered in the sway, sometimes as if it was about to go out, but it always re-lit as if it were desperate.

A figure who has dreamed countless times stood in front of the courtyard gate, although he was holding an umbrella, he couldn't cover the invasion of gusts of wind and rain, and he was already soaking wet, and he looked at the word "Di" written on the charcoal on the courtyard wall in surprise.

"Miaoyi." Zhu Di shouted in a low voice, he was cowardly, he stood in place, not daring to come forward to recognize him, afraid that all this was just one of countless dreams, once touched, Xu Miaoyi would disappear.

Xu Miaoyi heard the sound and looked through the low bamboo fence, through the dim lights, through the lightning, through the ubiquitous wind and rain, and through the deafening thunder.

"Zhu Di." Two crystal droplets of water fell from the frozen pale cheeks, tears or rain. 166 Reading Network