For example, leave a new piece of cloth, save a piece of good meat, exchange a little rice and flour for millet, and make a few bundles of firewood in advance. On Chinese New Year's Eve, the people who have been dusty all year round take a bath with luxurious hot water, soaphorn, and grass ash, change into new clothes made of new cloth this year, and the family sits around to eat a meal of meat and fine food.

This is the Chinese New Year.

Xunzi is not a holiday on these two days.

He would always take the students to choose a village to live in these two days, so that the students could see the smiles on the faces of the common people on these two days.

The disciples he brought were not only Confucian disciples, but also disciples of the Xianyang School Palace, which contained a hundred schools.

Therefore, some disciples will become temporary officials, holding the "Qin Law" to mediate disputes for the neighbors; Some disciples would write blessings for the rich families in the village who bought red paper and paste them at the door to ward off disasters; Some disciples set up a platform to tell stories, and they can earn back all the travel expenses of the group......

Xunzi sat next to the old people in the village on crutches and chatted with the old people.

"I used to live a chaotic life every day, and I always lived the same life with my eyes open and closed. Now I always think about 'Chinese New Year'. ”

"yes, that's hope, right?"

"My grandchildren are arguing every day for the New Year."

"If it weren't for Zhu Xianggong to let us have surplus food, these two days would be the hungriest and coldest time, what year would it be?"

"Yes, it's good to have surplus food."

"My family Goro said that the land in the south grows better, and the prefectural order said that he would recruit people to settle down in the south, and he wanted to go. Alas, there is Zhu Xianggong in the south, it must be good, just this time, it is rare to see each other again in this life. ”

An old man began to wipe his tears as he spoke, and the others comforted him.

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and someone in the family supports you, so he can go if he wants."

"Yes, it's a good thing to have a good life."

"I heard that there are many women who fled from the Chu State in Southern Qin, and all of them are good at weaving. Your family Gorou went to Nanqin, maybe you can ask for a good woman who has learned weaving under Mrs. Wu Jun. ”

Hearing this, an old woman spat out: "Ahhhh How can a Chu woman have my Qin woman who is good at weaving! When Mrs. Wu Jun was in Xianyang, she taught me to weave cloth, and they were all later! ”

Other women also scolded, and some pointed at the man's nose and scolded, saying that they would not introduce good women to his family in the future.

The man who caused the anger immediately apologized again and again, and brought a bag of fried pumpkin seeds from home and distributed it to everyone, before he was reluctantly forgiven.

Xunzi smiled so much that his eyes couldn't see.

"Gong looks like a big man who has read books, is Gong from Xianyang? Have you seen Zhu Xianggong and Mrs. Wu Jun? Someone asked.

Xunzi smiled: "I teach students in Xianyang School Palace, and I have met Changpingjun and his wife Xue Ji. ”

"Mrs. Wu Jun's name is Xue Ji? That's a nice name! One woman exclaimed, "Isn't snow like cotton?" ”

The others nodded their heads and praised the woman for being right.

They gathered around Xunzi and asked about the true appearance of Zhu Xianggong and Lady Xueji.

They don't understand the repetition of the meaning of the word "Ji" and the word "Mrs" in "Xue Ji", and such a title is nondescript. Xunzi didn't correct them either.

Are Zhu Xianggong and Mrs. Xue Ji really immortals?

"No, they're peasants, just like you."

Is Zhu Xianggong really able to kill immortals? Can you break the army?

"No, Zhu Xiang, he is much more skilled with a hoe than with a sword."

Is Lady Yukihime able to weave 100-meter cloth in one day, as rumored?

"Hahahaha, Xue Ji is not in good health, she can't be too tired, sit by the loom for a long time, Zhu Xiang and Zheng'er will smash the loom. For the sake of the family's loom, she certainly couldn't weave that much cloth. ”

The Zhu Xianggong and Mrs. Xue Ji in Xunzi's mouth are different from what the villagers imagined, but Xunzi is a noble person from Xianyang, and they believe Xunzi's words.

What's more, Zhu Xianggong and Mrs. Xueji in Xunzi's mouth are very down-to-earth and vivid, which makes them feel very real.

Soon, the name of "Mrs. Xueji" became as famous as "Zhu Xianggong", and the awkward "Mrs. Changpingjun" and "Mrs. Wujun" were replaced.

Some scholars were dissatisfied, thinking that how could a woman's name be spread in the world?

But Xunzi said, "You can't be polite." If you want to blame the common people for not knowing etiquette, you should take the lead in teaching the common people, and then blame them for not knowing the etiquette.

Otherwise, you're talking useless nonsense.

Confucian scholars are all iron-headed.

Xunzi criticized them like this, they carried swords around their waists, paper and pens in their arms, some went to the county school, and some simply went to the countryside to build a small courtyard to run a private school for the children in the village to enlighten the children in the village, and send talents to the county school, the county school, and the Xianyang School Palace.

After they let the common people know the meaning of "rite", they will discuss with Xunzi, a cheap confucian, what etiquette the common people should know!

In these years, even the "pedantic" Lu Ru criticized by later generations are all action-oriented.

Mencius, an old man, also once took his disciples to travel around the world in a car with a sword.

Nanqin also has a New Year.

Zhu Xiang was just swollen from the instep of his foot, and if he changed to a pair of wide cotton shoes, he would be able to walk the next day.

Ying Xiaozheng followed behind Zhu Xiang with his hands behind his back like a little old man, and began to nag whenever Zhu Xiang walked fast.

Xiao Chengchan is lively, he will always run in front of Zhu Xiang first, then run behind Ying Xiaozheng, and then run in front of Zhu Xiang, going back and forth in circles, and the distance that a person walks every day is the sum of Zhu Xiang and Ying Xiaozheng.

Bai Qi also has a holiday for the New Year, and follows Zhu Xiang to enjoy the joy of family.

Under the urging of Zhu Xiang, Li Mu originally wanted to celebrate the New Year in the south, but he was also forced to go back to Wu County to feel the cold, and brought them some tropical fruits to satisfy their hunger.

Zhu Xiang didn't know where Li Mu had gone.

Did you go to Hainan?

Zhu Xiang advised: "The offshore sea is also very dangerous, don't run too far." ”

Even if there is a compass, the Xianyang School Palace also calculated the angle between the compass and the real south, and made a real "compass", but the sea is windy and rough, even if it is offshore, there is a danger of sinking.

However, Li Mu is army has several ships sailing together, and the danger is much less, even if one ship has an accident, there are other ships that can be rescued.

The merchant's sea ship is prone to accidents, because it is basically a single boat trip, and no one rescues it when it sinks.

But even so, if a ship sinks, it will cost a lot of money.

Li Mu listened to Zhu Xiang's nagging and sighed constantly.

Zhu Xiang is good at everything, but he chatters endlessly.

At this time, Li Mu finally missed Lin Zhen. Although Lin Zhen is too absurd, with Lin Zhen's presence, he can always divert Zhu Xiang's attention, so that Zhu Xiang will not nag in his ears, and his ears hurt from nagging.

Xiao Chengcheng clapped his hands and made a smart expression: "Uncle always says that the eldest brother likes to nag, and the eldest brother learned from his uncle!" ”

Zhu Xiang's nagging words stagnated.

Ying Xiaozheng clenched his fists and slammed it on the top of Xiao Cheng's head.

"Ouch." Xiao Chengcheng hugged his head and shouted loudly, but his expression was still the same as that smart look, and he didn't change.

Zhu Xiang complained: "Cheng Chan used to cry when he was knocked on the head, but now he doesn't even change his expression." This iron-headed kung fu must have been learned from Zheng'er. ”

Ying Xiaozheng: "......"

He stared at his uncle's head with malicious intent, wondering if he would also give Zhu Xiang a look.

Bai Qi coughed dryly.

Ying Xiaozheng put down his fist and threatened his uncle with only his eyes.

Damn uncle, when Bai Weng is not there, I will definitely beat you!

Zhu Xiang gave Ying Xiaozheng a provocative look.

Sample, I'm still afraid of you? Your uncle eats more salt than you eat.

Li Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ying Xiaozheng and Cheng Qian had diverted Zhu Xiang's nagging attention.

He hurriedly continued to change the topic: "In the past, Zhao Guomin would also hold a celebration when King Zhao sacrificed to the sky. Now I heard that the celebration of Zhao Guo is also concentrated in the two days of the New Year. ”

Zhu Xiang nodded: "In the past, the celebrations of Zhao Guo were also quite lively. ”

Bai Qi asked, "Zhao Guo has a celebration every year?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "It doesn't have to be every year, it depends on whether there is a bumper harvest." If there is a good year, when King Zhao sacrifices to the sky, the people will have a lively celebration together with the harvest. Zheng'er, do you remember? ”

Ying Xiaozheng, who has a good memory, said: "It's not interesting, it's not very interesting, it's still lively in Chengdu." ”

Although Ying Xiaozheng has a good memory, he has a better memory for eating.

The celebration of Zhao was just lively. Zhu Xiang carried him on his shoulders to look at the head, and he dozed off after looking at it for a while, which was really not interesting.

What's more, Zhu Xiang was still a commoner at that time, and when he saw the officials' chariots and horses, he had to quickly bow his head and kneel, otherwise he would be punished. So Zhu Xiang doesn't often take him out.

Ying Xiaozheng's memory of the celebration of Zhao Guo is not as good as the big jujube tree at home. The jujubes of the jujube tree are delicious. After he entered Qin, he never ate such delicious dates again.

Compared with Zhao Guo's celebration, the maltose of Chengdu's celebration made Ying Xiaozheng more impressed.

It was the first time he had eaten maltose.

Although the cane sugar prepared by my uncle at home tasted better, because I hadn't eaten it, Ying Xiaozheng read the taste.

After that, he pestered his uncle to make it once, and when he ate it again, he felt that it was not very delicious, and it was not as good as the osmanthus candy made by his uncle.

Cheng Chan heard Ying Xiaozheng talk about maltose, and said with his finger in his mouth: "Maltose, I haven't eaten it!" ”

Ying Xiaozheng pulled Cheng Zhi's fingers out of his mouth and said, "You want to eat?" When it's spring, let my uncle do it. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Yes...... Hey? You see, isn't that selling maltose? ”

Ying Xiaozheng picked up his younger brother: "Where is it?" Oh, there! Let's go, big brother, please eat maltose! ”

Ying Xiaozheng strode away, Zhu Xiang wanted to follow, but was stopped by Li Mu.

"Beware of being stepped on." Li Mu asked Zhu Xiang to stay in a place where there were few people, and he squeezed over to serve as a guard for Ying Xiaozheng and Cheng Chan.

Zhu Xiang sighed to Bai Qi: "I didn't expect Zheng'er to grow up to the age where she can buy candy for her younger brother, time flies so fast." ”

Bai Qi remembered the appearance of just seeing Ying Xiaozheng.

The little chubby lump is much younger than the age of the adult cockroach now.

But Ying Xiaozheng has been bold since he was a child, and he dared to sit in the arms of the benefactor and pull the beard of the benefactor.

In this heaven and earth, only Ying Xiaozheng is so bold.

Bai Qi said: "If the benefactor and the marquis see this scene, they will definitely be very happy. ”

Zhu Xiang shook his head vigorously: "Bai Gong, what are you talking about?" King Zhaoxiang saw others praying for him when he fell ill, and he had to reprimand him. If he saw that the people were not working well and were having fun here, he would definitely be furious. As for Fan Gong, King Zhaoxiang was angry, and he must be angry. ”