Chapter 168: How Can This Be Called Bad?
It was getting dark, and Li Daoxuan came back from his parents' house.
I wanted to take the villain book and run, but I didn't expect that when my parents heard that he was coming, they had already prepared a sumptuous meal, which was 32 times higher than the takeaway grade he usually ordered, almost catching up with the grade of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.
Stayed for dinner, happy but very happy, but the time dragged on a little late, and when he returned home with a large bag of villain books of "Yang Jiajiang", the sun had already begun to set.
Quickly take out the villain book, carefully turn the pages of the book, put it in the scanner, sweep it out, and then use the printer to shrink it and type it into a small page....
Of course, his so-called small page is still a very huge page for the villains, and it can't be shown directly to the villains, so it still has to be restarted with the villains' printing technology.
Scanners and printers are working in a hurry.
Li Daoxuan casually switched his field of vision and observed the situation of the villains.
The mess in Zhengjia Village has been cleaned up, and the Heyang thieves will not dare to commit it again in a short time, so Fang Wushang will collect his troops and go back and write a chapter to report the good news, but he should not be like Cheng Xu who writes a chapter blindly.
The militias returned to the village, all beaming.
Xing Hongwolf's mood is also very good, the heroes of the green forest are happy to take revenge, and today they killed the second stupid to take revenge, which is really a great joy, so that his subordinates took a jar of Wuliangye as a commodity, and dozens of illegal salt dealers shared it.
As a result, all the drinks were poured, and there was not a single one left that could stand. Modern wine is too high for them, and it is better than Mongolian and Chinese medicine.
The fifth day of high school came to the door at this time, and I wanted to say a few words to Xing Hongwolf, but I didn't expect that in the plastic mansion, there were drunk people.
On the fifth day of high school, I had to carry the smugglers to bed one by one, and also covered them with quilts intimately.
Only Xing Hongwolf didn't dare to move, it was a girl, he didn't dare to move, so he had to leave Xing Hongwolf alone in the middle of the living room.
On the other side, Cheng Xu came back from a victory, but he didn't see much joy, sitting alone on the high corner tower, lifting the masked scarf, and taking a small jar of wine to drink alone, he was probably still a little nostalgic for his identity as a regular military attache of the imperial court.
Li Daoxuan looked at the villains' various beings, and couldn't help but be secretly happy.
The sound of the printer behind him stopped, and the first episode of "Yang Jiajiang" was printed.
Li Daoxuan turned his gaze to the watchtower.
Gao Yiye was still weaving under the lamp, and the cotton threads were staggered on his loom, turning into cotton cloth and sliding out.
"One leaf!" Li Daoxuan called softly.
Gao Yiye let out an "ah", quickly stopped weaving, and jumped up: "Tianzun!" ”
Li Daoxuan smiled: "Go find Thirty-two, I have something to talk to him." ”
Gao Yiye hurriedly took action, ran down the watchtower with a snap, and arrived at the "meeting hall" of the nine halls and eighteen wells, and the "main well" next to it was the place where the thirty-two lived.
He patted the door and called Thirty-Two to the patio, and the two of them listened to Tianzun's instructions together.
Li Daoxuan picked up a page and put it down.
Thirty-two looked at it, and a thick piece of paper larger than a man descended from the sky, and a strange picture was painted on it, which seemed to be a military general, but I didn't know who he was.
Li Daoxuan didn't explain, and put down the second page, the third page, and the fourth page.
After reading many pages in a row, Thirty-two finally suddenly realized: "The story of the Yang family general!" Purely pictorial!
Li Daoxuan: "After dawn tomorrow, you will find the engraving craftsman and ask him to engrave and print this thing."
Thirty-two was slightly stunned, a little unsure of what Bai Zun meant, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood: "Tian Zun wants to tell stories to illiterate people through this kind of full-picture book. ”
"Yes." Li Daoxuan: "Many people are too old, and it is impossible for them to listen to Mr. Wang's lectures now, but they also need knowledge and education, and this kind of book full of pictures can be entertaining and transmit the necessary knowledge to them." ”
Thirty-two: "Tianzun is merciful, and even the affairs of these small people have been taken care of. ”
It's not just about taking care of them.
Li Daoxuan didn't want to say that the deeper reason was that the ordinary people at that time lacked the concepts of "country" and "nation", and many people didn't even know what "patriotism" was, this kind of thing didn't just happen in the Ming Dynasty, until modern times, Mr. Lu Xun also wrote the article "Human Blood Steamed Buns" to criticize the numb fools.
And why are the fools numb?
To put it bluntly, patriotic education is not enough!
When the iron hooves of the Manchus surged, how many people were willing to shed their blood for the country?
If it weren't for the numbness of the majority of the people, how could the Manchus sit firmly in the world of the Han family.
And this villain book of "Yang Jiajiang" can be regarded as an excellent teaching material for patriotic education, so that everyone can see the story of Yang Men loyalty, throwing his head and shedding blood to protect the country.
Thirty-two pairs of empty chiefs: "Obey the decree of Tianzun."
Gao Yiye watched the Tianzun in the sky gradually disappear, it should be back to the heavenly realm, so he laughed "hey": "The book made of this picture is so interesting, I was fascinated by it just now." ”
Thirty-two thought: Oh? Haven't you seen the story of "Yang Jiajiang" before? This is also the case, Gaojia Village is located in a remote area, few people from outside the village come, most of the villagers are short-sighted, at most they have heard a little bit of scattered stories from the old people in the village, like this whole complete story, I am afraid that few people have read it.
"It seems that the book will be very popular, and after it is printed, it will not be distributed to the villagers for free." Thirty-two had an idea: "Tianzun has eaten too much, and many villagers are now lying flat and not working, so it is better to print this book, evaluate and sell it, and use it to recover some of the excess money in the hands of the villagers, and use it to send it to the engraver, so that the engraver will be more energetic in doing things, and the villagers will be more energetic after the money is used up." ”
Gao Yiye: "Wow, you're so bad about the three things." ”
XXXII: "How can this be called bad?" The free distribution of materials is not a normal measure, Tianzun has always distributed food for free, that is because in this drought, the villagers themselves cannot produce food. If we're used to enjoying something that we get for free, and when we ask for money, we think it's bad,' that's not right.
Gao Yiye thought carefully: "Ah, you're right. ”
Thirty-two continued: "If the villagers were hungry, I would never have come up with such a crooked trick, but now, these villagers living in the fort are really a little lazy. ”
"When Tianzun gave them food, they gave it too much at one time, and many villagers still have ten huge grains of rice in their homes, and they can't eat it for a few years, where do they still have the interest to do things? Sooner or later, they will be looked down upon by those outsiders in the short-term work village. ”
Gao Yiye: "The three stewards speak so reasonably. ”
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