Chapter 030: Dusty Memories
"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. Aunt Yinyue said, our Qing and the army of the country are using some obsolete firearms, and opium smoking is common in the army, and the armament is slack, how can we win? Gong Changyu responded, "My Qinghe country has never lacked generals, what is lacking is sophisticated firearms and warships." ”
Emperor Daoli was reluctant to spend money, and when he saw a lot of silver flowing out of the treasury, he was distressed and bent his knees to sue for peace. The way of thinking determines the way out, the emperor has succumbed, and the army has been abolished. Zhu Qimuro said angrily, "The king of a country, so spineless, the people of my Qinghe country will be more ......painful in the future."
"Uncle, why is it that our Qinghe country has nearly a million troops, and we can't defeat a mere 4,000 infantry army that strikes Li, and those who lead the troops are all wastes?" Gong Changyu was puzzled.
"Emperor Daoli issued an edict to fight with the Eagle Strike Li army for two years, but he didn't know where the Eagle Strike Li was, and he made a joke when interrogating the prisoners of war. He asked the captive, how far is your country from our Qing and Empire, is there a dry road to return to Xinjiang? Zhu Qi's room sighed, "Such a mediocre and ignorant emperor, the war is uncertain, how can there be any good way to retreat from the enemy." ”
"Aunt said that the Eagle Strike Li Water Army launched an attack from the sea in Yuedong County, captured the coastal defense fort there, and then went north along the coast, arriving at Shicheng near the river, Emperor Daoli was frightened, had no intention of fighting, sent ministers to negotiate peace, and signed the "Shicheng Treaty" that lost power and humiliated the country...... "Gong Chang met a sword, "I Qing and the empire are in a weak position in the water war, but why not take advantage of the infantry army, set up an ambush, and besiege the infantry army of the Eagle Strike Li?" ”
"That's a very good question. It's a pity that Emperor Daoli didn't think so, he thought that the purpose of the Eagle Strike Li people to wage war was only for trade, so the indemnity was ceded in exchange for the peace of the Qing and the country. The purpose of the Eagle Attack on the Li people is to turn our Qing and the country into a dumping market for their products and a source of raw materials, and then to control the economic lifeline of our country, which is something that some powerful people in the DPRK and China cannot imagine...... Zhu Qi's room is worried.
"Uncle, won't the war reparations of the Qinghe Kingdom have to be borne by millions of people?" Gong Changyu asked.
"It can be said that in order to pay the indemnity, the imperial court will inevitably increase taxes, and in the end it is the working people who will pay for it." Zhu Qimu patted Gong Changyu on the sturdy shoulder: "The imperial court's recognition of the legalization of the opium trade is tantamount to protecting the interests of the eagle attack on the Li drug dealers and businessmen in the Qinghe Kingdom. In order to open up the markets in western Guangdong, Luchuan, Guimao, Yunjin and other counties, Eagle Strike Li reached an agreement with the remnants of the Blue Wolf State operating on the border, and instigated the Blue Wolf State to attack the Qing and Qing courts, and Eagle Strike Li remained neutral, on the condition that the lord of the Blue Wolf State did not oppose Eagle Strike Li, protect Eagle Strike Li's vested interests in the territory of the Qing and Qing States, and give Eagle Strike Li the most favored nation treatment. ”
"Uncle, isn't the Blue Wolf Country the Red Lotus Sect?" Gong Changyu frowned.
"Now they are no longer called the Red Lotus Sect, they are called the Heavenly Emperor Sect, and there is only one word difference between them and the belief of the Eagle Strike Li people, and the sect leader Feng Zun is the lord of the country." Zhu Qimu explained.
"Feng Zun's name is so familiar, grandma seems to have mentioned it to me." Gong Changyu wiped the dirt on the saber.
"The Red Lotus Sect is the predecessor of the Heavenly Emperor Sect. Feng Zun carried out a major transformation of the teachings of the Red Lotus Sect in Kuokuer, founded the Worship of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, made a big fuss about the stain of the defeat of the Qing and the country, preached that all brothers in the four seas and all beings were equal, and promised to realize the Datong society of "the world is for the public and the peace is shared" after the Jingshi was laid, and the number of believers has reached hundreds of thousands.
Feng Zun's subordinates secretly developed branches in several counties in the southwest of the Qing and Qing countries, and after the toiling masses who did not know the truth were brainwashed, they joined the Heavenly Emperor Worship Sect one after another, and when the time came, they would launch a new round of attacks to regain the lost territory. They use the opium trade as a cover to carry out illegal activities......"
Although Zhu Qimuro was in the mountain village of Jingnan County, he often walked in the southwest and the east coast of Guangdong for the sake of money and shops, and he still had some understanding of the movements of the Blue Wolf Country, especially when he saw that from the city to the countryside in the Qing Dynasty, there were more and more opium smokers, and they were in a trance, the peasants were lazy in production, and the market was withered, and there was a scene of depression. In order to smoke opium, it is not uncommon to sell children and daughters, and to kill people and sell goods, which is shocking.
"Uncle, when I was planting fields in the last spring, I saw that Dai Mingshi's housekeeper also smoked opium, is there also an eagle striking Li tobacco dealer in Baocheng City Mansion?" Gong Changyu suddenly remembered the two opium balls that he threw into the fire and burned.
"I don't know much about this, there are big cigarettes sold in Wuyou County, but the specific sales leader has not appeared, according to people who have seen it, this person only has one palm, and his whereabouts are uncertain. When the imperial court and Eagle Strike Li were at war, he was able to enter Panyu City, which was the way he led. In order to repay this traitor, the Eagle Strike Li people gave him the agency of Dayan in Baocheng Mansion. ”
"One palm, selling big smoke...... The housekeeper of the Dai family said that he still has a foreign gun team, could it be that he is the second laizi who was cut off by me? ”
"Old learner, tomorrow you quietly go back to Baishui Village, inquire about the whereabouts of Er Laizi, and tell me immediately when you come back."
"Yes, uncle. If Er Laizi is not in Baishui Village, there is a chance that he will take refuge in foreign forces. Gong Changyu responded, and a large area of purple-black rice grass had appeared in front of him as he spoke.
The black rice knot is slightly earlier than the regular rice, and the grain is blood-black, he picked a few grains of millet and peeled them off, and found that the rice grains were also blood-purple, which surprised Gong Changyu. So he peeled a few more grains, and it was still the same.
"Don't pick the grain, it's not ripe yet." Zhu Qi's room stopped Gong Changyu in time.
"Uncle, it's the first time I've seen rice like this, it's amazing." Gong Changyu stopped his finger reaching for the black rice ear.
"It's more divine to make rice, it's fragrant and glutinous, soft and delicious, it can nourish yang qi, nourish blood, and have both edible and medicinal uses." Zhu Qi's room couldn't help but be speechless.
"Uncle, why didn't I eat black rice before?" Gong Changyu asked.
"You've eaten, it's just that I didn't tell you. Every time you see this meal dark, you say that it is unhygienic and refuse to eat it. It was your aunt who coaxed you to eat, and you barely ate half a bowl. Zhu Qiroom smiled.
"Why am I not impressed?" Gong Changyu said with a smirk.
"In recent years, it has been designated as tribute rice by the Yamen, and ninety percent of it has been handed over, so it is difficult to eat."
"Why did the yamen pay our own rice to the imperial court?"
"It's not that those fat-headed and big-eared officials in order to curry favor with the Daoli Emperor and their superiors, if they don't pay it, it's unfair to resist the decree. There are very few black rice that we can keep. ”
"Oh, I see what's going on. Officialdom is also a big river, and there are good people and bad people in it. How much silver did the yamen give us? ”
"Not a single son was given, but they exempted 30% of the land as compensation."
"Then they have a bit of a conscience." Gong Changyu looked at the black rice rice crop, "Why are there only these hills and fields that can grow black rice rice?" ”
"Old learner, speaking of this black rice rice, it has a wonderful origin." Zhu Qimuro sat down on the ridge, lit a pipe of dry tobacco, and took a few puffs.
"Rice has been there since Pan and Gu opened the world, what kind of story can it be!" Gong Changyu tilted his head and sat down, "Its rice grains are about the same color as blood, it can't be related to human blood, right?" ”
"Old learner, your imagination is too rich." Zhu Qimu slowly talked about the story of black rice rice.
Legend has it that a long, long time ago, there lived a Lan family in Fuchengtong, and their leader had the art of decapitating the head. If the head is severed, it can be joined quickly, and then the normal activities of the person can be resumed, regardless of labor or fighting.
One day, the leader of the Lan clan led hundreds of clansmen to fight against the enemy who invaded his homeland, and he was extremely brave. Helplessly, there were too many enemies, and for a time the sky was dark, and the blood flowed like a river. In the scuffle, the head was cut off three times after the head lead.
For the first time, the leader's head was cut off, and he was immediately joined by his wife, who continued to fight with a knife. Unexpectedly, less than an hour after the battle, the leader was beheaded by the other party, and his wife used a spell to quickly catch her husband's head. The leader was resurrected again, leading his people to fight the enemy.
Unfortunately, although he temporarily repelled the enemy, the leader of the Lan clan was beheaded for the third time, and he rode back home on a fast horse with his head in his hand, because his wife was busy with rice and did not have time to combine the head of her husband in time, so he temporarily placed the head in another basket. By the time she finished scooping the last bit of rice, the leader's head had dried up, and she missed the perfect time to join.
Looking at the basket of millet stained purple by the blood of the head of the Lan clan, his wife wept bitterly, and couldn't bear to cook rice, so she deliberately stayed at the millet to make rice seeds. In the spring of the following year, his wife and children and grandchildren sowed rice seeds in the paddy fields, and as a result, purple-black rice crops grew in the fields, and blood-black millet grew in the autumn.
The chief's wife peeled off the chaff and saw that the rice was purple with blood, and she warned her children and grandchildren that it was born of the blood of the Lan chief. Since then, in order to mourn their ancestors, the descendants of the Lan clan have set the eighth day of April (lunar calendar) as the death day every year.
On this day, each family is not allowed to light a fire to cook food, but must cook black rice (indica rice) on the first day (the seventh day of the first month), and make glutinous rice into black rice glutinous rice, first worship the ancestors, and eat a black meal for the whole family in the evening; Leave black rice dumplings and eat them cold the next day, or give them to relatives and friends to take home. However, black rice and rice seeds were never passed on, and they were only grown and eaten by themselves within the Lan clan. In the Hongxing Dynasty, Lan Yu, who was a general in Jinling, was exterminated, and one of his widows grew up hiding in Muwangfu, and Muwangfu also had black rice and rice......
It turns out that there is such a tragic legend about black rice rice. Gong Changyu was fascinated by what he heard, he thought for a while before he raised his head and asked, "Uncle, the Zhu family has nothing to do with the Lan family, how did you get the black rice seed?" ”