Heiwa still adheres to the habit of living that has been formed, gets up early in the morning, first dances the sword, then practices Tai Chi soft skills, and then recites. I haven't taught Mr. Zhu for a long time, and after the second battalion commander Jiao Zhenguo led the regiment into the mountain, Heiwa rode a horse to find Mr. Zhu in the evening.

Heiwa tied her horse to a tree outside the gate of the academy and walked into the door. Mr. Zhu was seen sitting in the courtyard, with his back to the gate and facing the original slope, with a snow-white head above the dilapidated high-backed rattan chair. Heiwa bowed and sat down. Mr. Zhu straightened his waist leaning on the rattan chair and asked with a smile, "Do you still have the leisure to come here?" Isn't it a family that is busy killing pigs and cats?" Heiwa couldn't understand and couldn't solve it, so she casually said: "I'm still the original horse, the original saddle, and the same as it is!" Mr. Zhu said again: "How can you be relaxed? Don't look at how fierce the wind is blowing this time!" Heiwa pondered for a while, and then unraveled Mr. Zhu's words, Mr. called the government's all-out attack on ** as a gale, "the family is busy with work" metaphor from Chiang Kai-shek down to the local joint security officials are mobilized, "killing pigs and catching cats" is clearly just referring to the two leaders of ** Zhu Dehe **. Heiwa asked in surprise: "Mr. is not discharged from the hospital, how do you know about the current situation?" Mr. Zhu said: "The wind has hit my ears. ”

Not so long ago, something unusual happened. It was also a bleak evening when the sun was setting, and Yue Weishan, secretary of the Kuomintang Zishui County Party Department, was accompanied by Bai Xiaowen to visit Mr. Zhu. Yue Weishan expressed his admiration for Mr. Zhu's overcoming of various difficulties, including funding, and repeatedly explained that he had just learned that there was a financial problem in the compilation and printing of county records, and asked in a tone to make up for his mistakes: "Sir, how much do you say you will have to pay?" Bai Xiaowen continued: "Secretary Yue is also a Wenmo person, and he is very concerned about the compilation and printing of the county chronicles, but he is too busy with party affairs. As soon as I heard about the financial difficulties yesterday, I will solve the problem today. Uncle, you can speak openly, Secretary Yue said a word, and all the problems have been solved. Mr. Zhu said, "It's just the money to buy one or two guns." Yue Weishan said, "I'll send it to you tomorrow." Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "No need." I sold the two cypress trees of the academy and paid for the lithographs. It's better to leave the money to buy a gun! Guns tight. Yue Weishan still insisted on sending the money: "Then send this money to all gentlemen, gentlemen have worked hard in the county!" Mr. Zhu shook his head: "The gentlemen have already gone back to their respective homes. Yue Weishan changed the topic after hearing this, and loudly praised Mr. Zhu's announcement of the "Anti-Japanese Declaration", which had a huge appeal in Sanqin and even in the whole country: "Mr. embodies the righteousness of the Chinese nation. Mr. Zhu was as uncomfortable as someone had his scars revealed: "Hmm! Why did you bring up another jug of unboiled water?" Yue Weishan said: "The key is not whether you can go to the front line or not, but that your statement is better than thousands of troops." Mr. Zhu said self-deprecatingly: "Not even a fart." I made a declaration in front of the people of the country but could not implement it, but this face is far away and lost. Bai Xiaowen interjected and explained: "My uncle has always been consistent with his words and deeds, and no one sees it that way." Yue Weishan then told Mr. Zhu about the situation of the struggle between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party, saying that it would be possible to completely eliminate the whole country in three months, and the great reunification of a complete China and a political party was coming. Yue Weishan said: "In order to promote the formation of the overall situation of the unity of the people of the whole country, please Mr. once again make a statement——"

"You've taken so many detours to get back to the basics. What statement do you want me to make?"

"It's like your anti-Japanese manifesto!"

"But the Woko have already surrendered."

"Of course, this statement is a statement in support of the chairman's suppression of the Communist Party."

"What's the use of me writing a statement like this?"

"As I just said, with Mr.'s reputation in the academic world and Mr.'s conduct, it will influence a large number of scholars to unite to eliminate internal troubles."

"I'm only now finding out that this is a deal: I'll write a ** statement, and you will allocate a sum of money to me and your gentlemen as a reward......"

"Sir, allergies. These are two different things, and they cannot be linked together. ”

"But I haven't consulted the eight colleagues yet, I wonder if they are willing to make another joint statement with me?"

"Mr. drafts a manuscript, and I will ask Xiaowen to ride a horse to find the gentlemen and sign a name."

"Oh well! Since it is a transaction, I have to see how much Secretary Yue pays first, you ask Xiaowen to bring the money, and we will pay the money with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. ”

"Sir, that's a good ......"

After breakfast the next day, Bai Xiaowen actually came to the academy. Mr. Zhu said: "Who said that Yue Weishan's words are not counted? This time it was done neatly. Xiaowen, you take out the money and count it. Bai Xiaowen respectfully took out a stack of silver dollars wrapped in paper from the cloth bag: "A stack of fifty, a total of ten stacks, a total of five hundred yuan." Mr. Zhu made a greedy tone of money and said, "You take apart all those stacks and count them one by one." I'm going to check one by one if it's a fake. Now there are more fakes than the real thing!" Bai Xiaowen diligently and carefully untied the cover of stacks of silver dollars, and counted them in the palms of his hands, the sound of silver dollars colliding with each other was clear and innocent. Bai Xiaowen said: "Uncle, that's right, it's five hundred." Mr. Zhu stared at Xiaowen and said, "Your Secretary Yue is a fool, isn't he?" Bai Xiaowen smiled and said: "Secretary Yue is very shrewd. Uncle, are you joking?" Mr. Zhu said: "He paid such a lot of money to buy me a piece of paper, don't you think it's a loss?" Xiaowen said: "Secretary Yue values his uncle's prestige very much. Mr. Zhu shook his head again: "If I am really prestigious, then the price he paid is too small!" Can 500 dollars buy me the prestige of a big gentleman?" Bai Xiaowen hurriedly said: "I also think it is too little. I'll go back and talk to Secretary Yue. Mr. Zhu tilted his head suddenly: "Actually, I'm not even worth a penny." Secretary Yue's business is rotten. Bai Xiaowen said: "Uncle told jokes. You give me the draft of the statement, Secretary Yue has a very tight grasp on this matter. Mr. Zhu craned his neck and said lightly, "I haven't written yet!" Bai Xiaowen said: "Uncle, tell me the exact time, when can it be written?" I'll pick it up again. Mr. Zhu said, "When you come, you will bring two more regiments, but you forgot to take a hemp rope." Bai Xiaowen asked puzzledly: "What are you doing with that?" Mr. Zhu's eyes were like swords, and he stared at Bai Xiaowen tightly and said, "You tie me up to Yue Weishan!" Bai Xiaowen's face turned yellow suddenly: "What did my uncle say...... Where?" Mr. Zhu said calmly: "You are still biting in a nest and are you not lively? I'm going to pull my old antique into it and bite it! Hurry up and put on the ocean and go! You tell Secretary Yue, the business of buying my old barrel gun for 500 oceans is rotten......"

Mr. Zhu told Heiwa about this unusual thing, and then said: "I sent back Zhang Xiucai, who was guarding the gate, and I was the only one left." I sat in the yard from morning till night, waiting for someone to come and tie me up, and the gate was not closed. You just came in, I thought Xiaowen led the group to tie me up!" Heiwa shook her head silently, and then diverted the topic: "Sir, please give me another book." Mr. Zhu said, "Oh! Do you still want to study? Forget it, don't miss it. You've read enough. Heiwa smiled humbly: "Didn't Mr. say that there is no end to learning?" Besides, I'm just getting started. Mr. Zhu said, "I don't read or write anymore. I advise you to study again. Heiwa frowned suspiciously. Mr. Zhu continued: "It is useless to read. You read more and become famous, and someone will pull you to write this manifesto and that statement. Heiwa said sadly: "I only know that you always persuade people to learn, but I didn't expect you to persuade people to stop studying." Mr. Zhu said: "Reading is originally self-cultivation, and only by being honest can you be upright and upright; Those who do not cultivate themselves and go to the righteous world are all stealing their names and deceiving the world; If you can use 12/10 of the books you have read, you are a great person. Reading too much is tiring. Heiwa no longer forced Mr. to change the topic again: "There is a word to tell Mr., Zhaopeng is gone." Mr. Zhu showed a surprised look: "Where have you been?" Heiwa said: "Yan'an." Mr. Zhu said casually: "Hmm! I went back to my nest. ”

Heiwa got up from the bluestone bench she was sitting on, took out a book from the pocket of her shirt and said, "Let me give it to you when Zhaopeng leaves, it was written by **." Mr. Zhu glanced at it and shook his head: "I just said that if you don't read, you can't write, and I won't read anyone's books." Heiwa said: "I have read this book, and it is well written." Mr. can understand the Mao family's statecraft. Mr. Zhu said: "I have read Mao's books, the books are well written, and the people are talented." But Mr. Sun is also talented, and the books are also well written, and they are all leaders who govern the country and rejuvenate the country. But if you look at the world where chickens fly and dogs jump over the wall, it doesn't match the Three People's Principles! The doctrine in the article is ism, and the world is still chaotic, and chickens and dogs ......are jumping," Heiwa whispered: "I heard that Yan'an is honest and honest, and the people love it." Mr. Zhu said: "What will happen after winning the world depends on it." I can't see it, you can see it. Heiwa dared to ask: "Sir, in your opinion, can they win the world?" Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhu categorically affirmed: "The world is destined to be the best." In Heiwa's impression, Mr. Zhu always uses a vague and hazy language to tell the hexagram, and he has to ask the diviner to guess, and never gives people a clear judgment of yes or no, let alone such a major prediction of the future situation of the country? So there was a sharp increase in interest and courage: "Sir's credentials?" Mr. Zhu said lightly: "The voucher is placed in front of everyone, and everyone has seen it, it is the national flag." Heiwa asked strangely, "National flag?" Mr. Zhu said heartily: "The blue sky and white sun on the national flag are the Kuomintang, isn't it?" Be. But they're just in the air, and it's red all over the ground!" After Heiwa woke up, she exclaimed in surprise: "How many times have I looked at this national flag but I can't think of this ......" Mr. Zhu also laughed: "Zhaoqian, you just take it as a joke." This is the last hexagram I have ever counted in this life. ”

Heiwa looked at Mr. Zhu with admiration, and the old man's hair turned white, like a snow hat on his head; The eyebrows are bright and translucent, and the two eyes are as clear as autumn; On the thin cheeks, the straight bridge of the nose is even more abrupt and high; The curved folds on both sides of the nose and the corners of the mouth decrease from long to short, just like the water lines that swing from the center of the mouth to both sides; The two ear chakras also become translucent, and the delicate blood vessels can be seen; The complexion of the entire face showed a strange color of white and translucent, like an old silkworm that was about to spin out the cocoon of the silk net. Heiwa said sincerely: "Sir's hair is completely white, and it is very white. I haven't ...... it last time I came," Mr. Zhu smiled softly: "The silkworm is old for a while." Heiwa repeatedly told Mr. Zhu to take care: "I'll come to see Mr. in a while." Mr. Zhu said angrily, half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Excuse me, you're here." If you come again, I will ignore you and stop talking to you. ”

After lunch the next day, the owner of the Lithographic Pavilion sent ten sets of the "Zishui County Chronicles" that had just been printed. Blue rigid paper cover, twenty-nine volumes in five volumes. Mr. Zhu caught the book that smelled of ink, and knelt down on the ground: "Please accept the fool's worship." The owner of the Lithographic Pavilion hurriedly helped Mr. Zhu up, and his face turned yellow with fright: "Grandpa Tian, how can I stand it, a lay disciple!" Mr. Zhu burst into tears: "The last thing I did in this world is done, I will wait for the book to come out!"

On that day, Mr. Zhu walked into the county government, and the new county magistrate did not recognize Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu did not know the county magistrate. Because of the frequent state affairs, many of the new officials and officials no longer visit the virtuous and gentleman of the county, and as soon as they come, they devote themselves to the military affairs of the sparkling grain requisition, donation, and levy. The new county magistrate's surname is Gong, and there are a few pockmarks on his face, and when he sees Mr. Zhu, he asks him: "Which joint insurance office are you from?" Have you all recruited the strong men?" Mr. Zhu smiled and said, "I'm not in Lianshang, I'm not in Baoshang, I'm compiling county chronicles in the academy." The county magistrate Gong consciously made a misunderstanding: "Then you go and compile your county chronicles, what are you messing around here!" Mr. Zhu said: "After the compilation of the county chronicles is completed, it will be printed, and the salary for the compilation of Mr. Zhu should also be settled. The county magistrate Gong craned his neck: "Where is the money?" Mr. Zhu said: "It doesn't cost much, it's enough to buy two guns less." County Magistrate Gong's eyes widened and asked, "You said that this tastes weird, but it seems to be a ** tone?" Mr. Zhu smiled and said: "County Magistrate Gong is going to say stupid things, ** if I hear you say this, I should be excited!" Then he said in a begging tone: "You loosen your fingers and leak a few change to print a book for me, but buy two guns less!" County Magistrate Gong was impatient: "You have nothing to do, what kind of county chronicles do you make!" Don't open your eyes to see the current situation? Hurry up, I'm still busy!" Mr. Zhu blushed and said, "You threw me out of the house, you are really a good county magistrate." I haven't been picked up yet, so I'm so lucky today!"

Mr. Zhu still didn't give up, so he found the Lithoseal Pavilion in desperation and said to the boss, "How much do you calculate?" The boss said: "I don't make money printing Mr.'s books, I haven't made money by printing a few times in the past, and I don't make money this time." But today's paper and ink have risen a few somersaults. Mr. Zhu said, "I only print ten copies, you can do the math!" The boss still doesn't think about the abacus and doesn't settle accounts: "The less you print, the more you lose money." Mr. Zhu learned to the boss about the shame of being blasted out by Gong Mazi, and specially explained that this manuscript embodies the hard work of nine gentlemen for many years, and is a collection of the latest information in Zishui County. Mr. Zhu said, "It's okay if you don't settle accounts." If you forget it, it's in vain. I don't have any money. I cut down a cypress tree in the academy and send it to you to make a fang board after a hundred years, which is considered a top account for me and a righteous act for you. The boss waved his left hand, and he looked simply bold: "Don't say anything, don't say anything, I'll print!"

Mr. Zhu spent five days personally sending the eight sets of county chronicles to the eight gentlemen who had compiled it, and finally got a thing on his mind. Eight gentlemen are scattered in the mountains, rivers and plains of Zishui County, Mr. Zhu took the opportunity to send books to visit the hometown of Zishui again, and his feelings became more and more profound: the Qinling Mountains in Zishui County are real mountains, and they are the great husbands in the mountains who stand tall and steep and towering; The Bailu Plain under the jurisdiction of Zishui County is a typical plain, plain and honest, open as a stone, and is the mind of a big husband; The Zishui River Road in Zishui County is a combination of rigidity and softness, and she is a woman with self-confidence and self-esteem. The rivers and mountains are still the same, and the world is no longer familiar, neither like his generous statement and sweeping the poppy world all over the plains, nor like his iron-hearted and gentle relief of the famine. The barren fields, the withered villages, and the gray face clearly indicate that if it is not for the end of the White Deer Plain, then the dynasty that dominates the living beings on the plain will fall into a dead end. All this is laid out there clearly and clearly, and there is no need to pinch divination at all. However, Mr. Zhu himself can no longer do anything, after all, this is not a matter of plowing and destroying opium poppies, let alone putting grain for relief. Mr. Zhu transferred the ninth set of county trustees to the county magistrate who was "a good person can't live", leaving the last set for himself. After doing these things, Mr. Zhu suddenly felt that he had become lighter, and said to his wife Zhu Baishi: "My business is done." Call Huairen Huaiyi and his daughter-in-law, and our family will have a reunion dinner here. It's time for us all to leave the Academy. ”