Just after the New Year, Nan'an County began to get busy, and there were more people with different intentions in the street restaurants, teahouses or inns. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

One day in the first lunar month, Nan'an unknowingly welcomed a special guest from the capital.

said that he was a guest, and it was not anyone who invited him, but all kinds of strange things that have come out of Mincheng and Nan'an in recent years.

The guest is a wind collector, a special official who has no real power but is idle and can travel all over the world and has a certain right to advise.

Wind collector is an official position that existed hundreds of years ago, and it has not changed as an ancient system.

The main work is to travel all over the north and south of the river, listen to the people's feelings, sort out the language, and collect ballads.

At the beginning of the Xia Kingdom, the writing was not mature, and the language of various tribes was varied. Whether it is the love of men and women bathing together in the twilight of spring, or being dissatisfied, they are mostly sung in the form of songs.

After hundreds of years, it can be said that the wind collector is the person who has the most contact with male ** lyrics and songs, these are the essence of folk songs, and they can't help it. The more obscene songs there are, the more stable the society is, and the more willing they are to sing these things.

In addition to collecting folk songs, the collector also has the task of sorting out the texts in various places.

Writing is a process of gradual development and maturation, and the vernacular language of the folk population changes dramatically every hundred years. Text, paper and movable type printing appeared early, but it could not avoid the self-maturation and evolution of words.

Therefore, Yayu is based on those articles within the first hundred years of the founding of the country as a inheritance, although it is also vernacular, but those things are set as the model of articles, and the official text can be passed on smoothly, and the rest of the languages can be eliminated by the way.

The advantage is that many people have developed a way of writing articles because of this, but the disadvantage is that the text has been a white mess since then, lacking a thick and simple feeling.

Up to now, the writing is basically mature, and the work of the wind collector is left to wander around and collect the wind from the people, and come into contact with those things that cannot be touched in the official face.

The wind collector came from the capital to go deep into Minjun and Nan'an to see what was going on here.

Since the beginning of the previous year, the county of Nan'an has suddenly become hot in the capital.

After that, news of the breakdown of the orchid craze reached the capital, photography reached the capital, and quirky pamphlets reached the capital...... It seems that everything is normal, but something happened to Minjun.

But soon after, some things were not the problem of Min County itself, the so-called east is not bright and the west is bright, several big news in Mincheng calmed down for a few days after reaching the capital, but big news broke out near the capital and the rest of the counties.

When I asked the source, it still came from Nan'an, Minjun, which attracted the extreme attention of the capital.

At first, it was just a new machine called ginning machine that entered some cotton-producing areas in the north, especially in a large number of cotton-producing areas such as the old national capital and Xinhuacheng.

It wasn't long before the problem arose. Within six months, seven cities were the scene of ginners' uprisings, riots, or petitions to smash machines.

is in full swing, and the turmoil is unbeatable. The official routines reported are basically the same, the ginning machine appeared, the ginning workshop no longer employs so many ginning workers with ginning machines, and the ginning workers have nothing to do and have nothing to eat, so they have to smash the machine. The machine is bought with money, and if you want to lose money, the ginning workers have no money to pay, so they can only catch it, and if they catch too much, they will simply riot.

The more detailed the division of labor and the more developed the handicraft industry, the more serious the situation became, and if it was a small-scale peasant economy dominated by men and women weaving, it was not easy for such a thing to happen, and at most the guilds of the cities would unite to smash their counterparts with new machines.

This happened, coupled with the various rumors that have come from Min County in the past two years, so that some people in the capital have set their sights on this southern port county.

But the most strange thing is that there have been more or less ginning riots or machine smashing incidents in other counties, but Min County, which is the source of the policy, has not reported such incidents.

The big news did not happen in Mincheng, but Mincheng was the source of the policy, and in this case, all kinds of people came to Mincheng.

It is for this reason that the wind collector came, on the one hand, to investigate the orchid trend, and on the other hand, he also wanted to see how Mincheng did it, and the machine was used first, but no large-scale incident broke out.

It was winter when he came to Mincheng, and soon after he arrived, he encountered a miners' petition incident, and he recorded it completely, as well as those speeches on the streets, and his heart was palpitating.

After observing Mincheng for a period of time, I heard a lot of folk rumors, and I was full of curiosity about Nan'an. From the perspective of the bottom, you can see a lot of different things, and the people are also a group of people who like to use some rumors and crooked poems to vent their emotions or remember their joys and angers, for example, after the orchid craze, there are many crooked poems and nursery rhymes about orchids.

The wind collector wanted to know what kind of scene he could see in Nan'an, so according to the requirements of the wind collector, he came to Nan'an in civilian clothes.

Along the way, I saw many coal ships in the Min River, and the wind collector knew the previous turmoil, and saw the continuous flow of these coal ships, and I also admired the vigorous and resolute style of Nan'an County.

When I arrived in Nan'an, it was already evening, the sunset was hanging obliquely, and the streets of Nan'an were full of people.

At the first glance of Nan'an, the wind collector felt as if he had gone to another world.

The main road in Nan'an is a road called a cement road, which is not long, and the cost may be expensive, the streets are clean and clean, and there is no loess of the dirt road, and from time to time there are horse-drawn carriages speeding by, slowing down when approaching the place where the dirt road meets.

Not far from the city, there are some low two- and three-story red brick buildings with glass inlays, which are completely different from the streets of the rest of the city, and some people feel bizarre and eccentric.

At the end of the main road, there is a school, and the wind collector has heard the name of this school, and he has also seen the big word Lan Xiang. He felt that these two words were very poetic, the blue sea, the sky of the sailor, like a fish leaping into the sea, like a bird soaring into the sky.

He had heard many people talk about this school in Mincheng, and the courses in it were also strange. Acid production, alkali production, blasting, bricks, construction, drilling wells, paving, natural ...... It sounds like this school is weird.

On the opposite side of the school is a concrete-paved plaza with seesaws, wooden chairs, and the like on which many children play.

The square is surrounded by orchids that are denounced as the flower of demons in Mincheng, although the name of this orchid a year ago was the flower of the gentleman, but now it is stinking and no one cares about it, and it is only planted in some places, it is said that Chen Jian bought it and gave it to all the people of Minjun as a warning.

There was a sand pile next to it, and a group of children were gathering around it, watching the two children wrestle and applaud from time to time. There was also a group of children holding wooden sticks, which were used as spears, and there were "fighting", screaming, and next to a man who looked like a veteran with a broken leg was smiling and pointing at something.

"It's no wonder that a brave and ruthless man can petition for a strike......"

The collector shook his head, he liked the atmosphere from time to time.

But as soon as he finished saying this, the wind collector felt that his face suddenly turned red, and he looked around a little embarrassed, as if he was afraid that someone would hear his comment just now.

Because not far in front of him, two young people wearing the clothes of the sea soul shirt called by Mincheng—it was the uniform of the Lanxiang Academy—were squatting on the ground, writing something with a plaster pen.

A long string of numbers had been left on the concrete floor, apparently calculating a trigonometric function, and the two young men were writing and drawing as a kind of entertainment.

The collector could feel that this was a kind of entertainment, because he saw that he couldn't understand the question at a glance, but the two young men were relishing, as if they were immersed in the game.

There are many plaster pen marks on the concrete floor next to it, and I don't know how many people use this place as a pen and paper, maybe just for entertainment during their leisure time.

The wind collector swallowed his saliva, feeling that it was easy to see a madman in Nan'an, and this kind of thing would definitely be regarded as a madman elsewhere, but here, the people next to him were obviously used to turning a blind eye.

Even more terrifying...... When the people next to him pass by, they will carefully miss the marks of the plaster pens on the ground, and the expression on their faces is not disgust or mockery, but like envy.

The collector felt that it was better not to jump to conclusions, and saw a small cloth bag behind the two young men, which contained a few books.

The two of them were burying their heads in calculations, and the wind collector became a wonderful boy for a quarter of an hour, and took out a book from the book pocket, and looked at the name "Little Knowledge of Nature", which should be a book used in these schools in Nan'an, and he had never seen it elsewhere.

Flipping through the first page, there is a passage written on the title page.

"Look up at astronomy, look down at geography, study the way of nature, and know the reason for the darkness."

The meaning of the two words is that it can be perceived and impossible to perceive, and I feel that this sentence is very tasteful.

I flipped through a page at random, and there was a simple river map drawn on it, which looked like a map, but it was very rudimentary.

This page introduces the words upstream, downstream, and the front and anticline of the mountain. Turning another page is to assume the existence of an iron-smelting workshop, and on the map the upstream and downstream, cities, coal producing areas, populated villages, wind directions, etc., and ask the reader where the iron-smelting workshop is best built.

The wind collector secretly took a cool breath, and said in his heart, why is the thing taught here so weird? But if you think about it carefully, these seemingly simple things really fit some of the ways of heaven and earth.

It's just, is it really good to teach these things to young people? Or rather, is there any use in teaching these things?

However, this book, called "A Little Knowledge of Nature", which is slightly higher than the level of enlightenment, immersed the wind collector, unconsciously flipped through a few pages, and secretly wrote down a few sentences.

When I turned another page, I found a small note in the book, on which was crooked and childish handwriting.

"Don't choose Zhang Xiaoming next time you elect the food committee, I saw him secretly eating fried rice on the street on his day off."

The wind collector sneered and laughed, I don't know if this note was written by the owner of the book, or by the "Imperial Historian" of the same classmate to expose it, but it is interesting.

After laughing, I faintly felt that something was wrong.

looked down at the young man who was immersed in the calculations, and thought, no matter who wrote it, this Zhang Xiaoming, I'm afraid he really can't be this food committee member.

How terrible.