Like Jinling City, in Jinan Mansion, it is now also the sound of firecrackers, in fact, the firecrackers here have been set off for three days in a row, those merchants who have become rich in the past three years, the workers who have solved the warmth, and the Taoist temples and temples have been the sound of firecrackers for three days. Suddenly, there was a serious shortage of firecrackers on the market, and the price rose all the way.

Fan Laojiu swept the crumbs of the firecrackers together, and then poured them into the garbage bin, which was made of wood and iron sheet at the door of the house, and when it was first taken out, some people stole it back as a container at home, and were taken away directly by the inspection, and after serving a month of hard labor, everyone knew that cherishing public property was not only a private virtue, but also a law, and no one dared to steal anymore.

In fact, how simple the people are, that is, those who love to take advantage of small advantages, will have the idea of this garbage can.

Baotu Spring is the most famous place to play in Jinan Prefecture, but most of the visitors are some literati and ink writers, since ancient times, those poets and scholars have been dancing and writing everywhere, and only they have the leisure and money to do this extravagant work. However, in the past few years, strictly speaking, in the past three years, the number of tourists coming to Baotu Spring has suddenly increased. At first, they were just soldiers of the Huaxia Army on leave, then students from schools in Qingdao and other places, and then workers and villagers, all of whom were famous.

In order to deal with these tourists, Baotu Spring has set up a special management personnel to clean up the garbage created by tourists and protect the spring water and ancient pavilions from damage. Fan Laojiu is one of the managers, and when it comes to income, although he is not poor, he is not much, just food and clothing. But Fan Laojiu felt that such a life was something he had never dreamed of before.

Every seven or eight days, you can also buy half a catty of meat for your wife at home. It is no wonder that Fan Laojiu and his wife are chanting from time to time that the gods and Buddhas must bless the Huaxia Military Strategy Committee. Be sure to bless the commander Yu Guozhen, they know very well who brought about the changes in their lives.

Although the mountain is in the east of Confucius's hometown, the Confucian Temple and Confucius Forest in Qufu are still there. However, apart from collecting land rent every year, the Confucian family really did not bring any benefits to the people in his hometown. It was the Huaxia Military Strategy Committee and Yu Guozhen, who were constantly criticized by the Confucian Mansion behind his back, that really changed the lives of the people.

Yu Guozhen smiled and held the teacup. Slowly walked towards the yellow dog that was watching him warily. When Fan Laojiu saw this young man, he greeted with a smile: "Guests, beware, although this dog does not bite, it barks fiercely." ”

Yu Guozhen had no one else around him, and he smiled at Fan Laojiu: "Master, is there a lot of work?" ”

"There are a lot of them on weekdays, but not many today."

"Oh, why, is it a big official? Living next door and affecting your side? ”

"Not really, it's a big victory at the front. The great traitor Wu Sangui and the great evil captive Dolgon were all killed. The two families in Jinan City, Tian Lai Fang and Yayun Society, sang in the open air in the square for three days. Performing for free to all the people is a celebration of such a double happiness, so there are fewer tourists on this side of Baotu Spring. ”

"As far as I know, there are a lot of tourists in Baotu Spring."

"That's natural, but if you think about it from other places, it's the same as Jinan City, it's all celebrating." Fan Laojiu glanced at this young man, he was so kind, but there was no Huaxia army uniform with shoulder flowers on his body, which still made Fan Laojiu feel that he must not be an ordinary person, so Fan Laojiu asked cautiously: "The guest is the entourage of that big official?" ”

"Well, sort of, what, do you want me to say anything to that big official?"

"How can it, how can it, haha......" Fan Laojiu snorted, but after a little hesitation, he finally said in a hurry: "This, I heard that the Jingshi has recovered?" ”

"Yes, what's the matter, the master wants to go to Jingshi?"

"The old man is a person from Shuntianfu, who fled to Jinan Mansion to escape the disaster, and the family died finely, leaving the old man and his wife. The old man took the liberty to inquire...... Like an old man, can he go back to his hometown in Shuntianfu? ”

Yu Guozhen's expression moved slightly: "Oh? Isn't it good here? ”

"Okay, okay, but, this way...... When people are old, they always think that one day they will close their eyes and kick their legs, and they want to bury themselves in their hometown. Fan Laojiu was a little shy: "I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know what to do, here, it's naturally good, but ...... However, every night, I dream that my old lady is there to call me. ”

Dreaming that the old lady is calling.

Yu Guozhen had nothing to say except sighing. This is the purest emotion of the Chinese people, why every year during the Chinese New Year, when they are not as happy outside, they have to squeeze the canned car, travel thousands of miles or even thousands of miles, and spend a few days or even ten days on the road, in order to ...... Isn't it just that the old lady is calling, and the children are thinking?

This is not just Fan Laojiu's thoughts, in fact, with the determination of the situation in the north, Yu Guozhen has received more than one report, and those immigrants who have fled from the north have proposed to return to their hometowns.

For Yu Guozhen, this is a good thing, but it is also a bad thing.

The good thing is that these immigrants are nostalgic for their homeland, and no matter how developed they are now, under the Xinxiang system, they do not discriminate against the land where they grew up. If Yu Guozhen used the profits they make now to invest in the infrastructure of their hometown, not only would there be no objections, but they would be very popular. Moreover, when they return to their hometowns, they will inevitably bring back a series of influences of Xinxiang, and they will become sparks one by one, igniting the countryside that was originally lifeless under the confinement of patriarchy and folk customs, and bringing vitality to the grassroots villages in China.

The bad thing is that a large number of skilled workers are leaving. They can create great wealth in Xinxiang, but when they return to their hometown, they are likely to be assimilated by their hometown and return to the numb and sluggish life of the past.

The pros and cons, how to weigh the two, it is not only those people who should be considered, but also Yu Guozhen.

"If the master wants to go back, just tell his supervisor that as long as he greets him in advance, there should be no obstacles." Yu Guozhen was not silent for too long, and he responded with a smile in response to the old man's longing eyes.

The old man smiled happily: "If the guest says this, then it must be true, you are the entourage of the big official, so naturally you don't have to criticize me for being a bad old man." ”

The old man continued to clean, and Yu Guozhen put this worry aside, and then began to laugh at Baotu Spring.

"Commander, commander!"

Just as he was about to tease the Chinese pastoral dog, the guard walked quickly, his face full of bitterness: "Why are you here?" ”

Yu Guozhen stretched his waist lazily: "You guys are looking for it so fast, I didn't expect to find me at this moment." ”

"Now that the territory in the east of the mountain is not quiet, you shouldn't walk around alone, and doing so will make it difficult for us guards to do it!"

"Okay, I was wrong, never again." Yu Guozhen said with a smile.

He avoided the guards and hid alone in the ordinary people's house here, just to enjoy the happiness alone. Since the news of Dolgon's death came, Yu Guozhen felt extremely happy, compared to Huang Taiji, he hated Dolgon more, or rather, he hated Dolgon more in the original history, Yangzhou Ten Days Jiading Three Massacres, almost every massacre on the land of China at the time of the Ding Revolution, is related to the names Dolgon and Duoduo.

However, there is still a Duoduo to clean up.

Thinking of this, Yu Guozhen asked, "You guys come here, presumably the train is ready?" ”

"Yes, the train is ready, just waiting for the commander-in-chief's order."

"Okay, let's go back to Qingdaokou and then go to Tamna!"

He was about to leave, and when he saw Fan Laojiu staring at him blankly, Yu Guozhen waved his hand to the old man: "Master Fan, don't worry about returning to your hometown." ”

"Original...... It turned out ......"

Fan Laojiu has already reacted, there is only one person who can be called the commander of the Huaxia Army! He threw the broom, threw it to his knees, and bowed his head deeply: "Long live the commander, long live!" ”

Yu Guozhen was about to leave, but seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man up, and said with a wry smile: "We in China will not kneel and worship in the future, this knee can kneel to heaven and earth, to kneel to the high hall, to kneel to the children, not to kneel to high-ranking officials and powers!" ”

Fan Laojiu was just too excited, and forgot the etiquette he learned for a while, he nodded, grabbed Yu Guozhen's hand and shook violently: "The villain understands, the villain knows, in the future, we will bow and salute, make a salute, shake hands, and wave salutes, but we will not bow down!" ”

Thinking about these etiquettes, he started with the handshake ceremony, and went through these etiquette methods that were picked out by the Huaxia Military Strategy Committee to express emotions one by one. Yu Guozhen smiled and returned the salute, he made Yu Guozhen and returned the salute, he bowed Yu Guozhen also bowed, and when he beckoned later, Yu Guozhen also beckoned, and then left surrounded by guards.

Looking at Yu Guozhen's back blankly, Fan Laojiu suddenly clapped his hands: "In the past, I always heard Huaxia Huaxia, but now I finally know what Huaxia is!" ”

"What is Huaxia?" The envious face of the lively people next to him was coming around, and when he heard him say this, he asked in a gossipy manner.

"If there is a degree of etiquette, it is Huaxia!" Fan Laojiu said happily.

Not to mention the simple voice of the people, Yu Guozhen left Baotu Spring and returned to the hotel "Luoyuan Jingshe" built next to Baotu Spring, where they chartered a courtyard, and he has been staying here since he returned from Texas in the past two days.

The battle situation has been decided, so there is no need for him to sit in Dezhou, originally his subordinates wanted to hold a ceremony to enter the capital, and asked him to enter the city first, but Yu Guozhen also politely refused on the grounds that "glory belongs to the soldiers".

Yu Guozhen is by no means a saint, he has seven emotions and six desires, otherwise he would not have three wives in the family, but he still has ambiguous relationships with many women, some of which are false, and some of which are true. He still has a desire for power, and if he is allowed to "refuse" to surrender power like the glorified Sakura God Axe, it is absolutely impossible. Yu Guozhen is stronger than ordinary people, because he knows that everything should be measured, he wants beautiful women, but it is impossible to rob all the beauties in the world to enrich the harem, he wants power, but he does not want to gather the power of every county and every township in his hands, he wants glory, but he does not have to stand in front of everyone when he is glorious.

Entering the hostel, he packed his bags and was about to leave when suddenly a signal soldier broke in.

"The Jianyu Duoduo Department is forced to Shanhaiguan!"

(To be continued)