After being exiled, I led my whole family to rebel.

Chapter 96
Starved to death everywhere, homeless, wives and children scattered, not even one of them left alive.

A few simple words in history books hide the bones, blood and tears of hundreds of thousands, even millions of people.

And she, now so weak and with a family to support, how could she survive?

Seeing that Xu Qingying's face turned slightly pale, Mrs. Fang also knew that his words had frightened the little girl. He sighed slightly, "They say that centipede insects are dead but not stiff. Don't worry, little girl Xu Liu, this court can still survive for a few days." ten years."

Xu Qingying forced a smile, but she was not as optimistic as Mrs. Fang.

While the imperial court was still on its last legs, the people still lived a miserable life.

Xu Qingying has never had the kind of mind like Old Man Xu, who "worries about the world first and rejoices after the world's happiness". She has always been content with being a little rich, but the current situation is: no matter whether it is a little rich or a sudden wealth, she will be happy. There is no way to install it.

A stable administrative system is the basis for all development.

The imperial court is almost doomed, so what can she do no matter how rich and powerful she is?

"Look, stop talking." Old Mrs. Fang patted Mr. Fang's hand, and she comforted Xu Qingying, "Don't be afraid, girl, we have arrived in Qianzhou. The poor mountains and rivers in that place are beyond the reach of the court, even if there is a war. It can’t be burned there.”

Mr. Fang obviously disagreed with his wife's words, but after all, he was not in good spirits and had no energy to argue.

Xu Qingying paid her respects to Mr. Fang, "Mr. Fang, thank you for telling me this. Take good care of yourself. They say that heroes emerge from troubled times. Maybe you can witness a strong man descending from the sky to bring peace to the world."

Mr. Fang made a silence gesture to remind Xu Qingying not to talk nonsense, but there was a touch of sadness in his eyes: "If that day comes, I will have to go down to see the late emperor. If I fail to protect this country, I will I have disobeyed the late emperor's instructions and allowed other people with irregular bloodlines to usurp the throne, ruining the centuries-old foundation of the Zhou Dynasty. I... am the sinner of the ages..."

Xu Qingying hesitated to speak, thought for a while, but still couldn't bear to say anything.

Ancient people attached great importance to integrity. Loyalty to the emperor and patriotism were the integrity of their scholars. When dynasties changed, there was no shortage of scholars who sacrificed their lives to protect the country. Although Xu Qingying did not agree with this idea of ​​a small country as a frontier, she also knew that she could not follow the ideas of modern people. Change them.

If she really dared to persuade her, Mr. Fang would probably think that she was some evil monster.

So Xu Qingying could only remain silent.

Old Mrs. Fang persuaded a few more words in a low voice, and then squeezed Xu Qingying's hand. Old Mrs. Fang seemed to have aged a lot, and her whole body had lost a lot of weight. Her pair of cloudy eyes were not as sharp as before, inexplicably. A little more friendly like an old country lady.

"Girl Xu Liu, my old lady can see that you are smart, know how to advance and retreat, and do things in a systematic way, and you will be very successful in the future. I will shamelessly ask for a favor from you today."

Xu Qingying was a little flattered and said: "Mrs. Fang, you have helped me a lot along the way. To put it bluntly, in my heart, you are almost like my grandmother. If you have anything to do, just give me an order."

Old Mrs. Fang's eyes were shining and her eyes were slightly red. She ignored Old Mrs. Fang's gaze and only took Xu Qingying's hand with joy and said: "Good girl, I saw you right. To tell you the truth... Our Fang family is afraid of this in the future. There is no way we can go back. We are a big family with a family and a family. We have all grown up in a wealthy family. We can’t carry it on our shoulders or lift it, not to mention farming. I’m afraid we haven’t even done heavy work. After this, when I arrived in Qianzhou, I still didn’t know what kind of life I was going to live. The old woman is old, so it’s not a big deal, but the younger one still has a long life ahead of her..."

Xu Qingying had already guessed what Mrs. Fang was going to say.

Looking at the distraught look of the Fang family yesterday, Xu Qingying roughly guessed that the rise and fall of the Fang family was closely related to the downfall of Zhongshushe.

I'm afraid that the entire hope of the Fang family is pinned on this person.

It's a pity that this person's body is in a different place. The court is already dominated by the eunuchs and the chief minister of Han. Mr. Fang is getting old and there are no outstanding people among his descendants. The road to success may be cut off from now on.

It's no wonder that the Fang family is not only sad but also a little anxious.

But Old Man Fang scolded his wife in a hoarse voice, "What nonsense are you talking about? Our children of the Fang family are no better than others. What they can do, can't the descendants of our Fang family not do it? My elder The people of the Zhou Dynasty didn't live like this. If they didn't know how to farm, they just followed it. Is it possible that they couldn't support themselves?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Xu Qingying quickly expressed her position: "Mr. Fang, Mrs. Fang, I plan to continue doing business from now on, but I happen to be very short of manpower. To be honest, I have been coveting your family for a long time. The Fang family has a good family tradition. Each of their children can write, do arithmetic, know etiquette, and know how to advance and retreat. They are simply ready-made talents! Thanks to the old lady Fang, she happened to mention this matter, and it also solved my urgent need. …It’s not too late to thank you.”

Xu Qingying glared at Old Man Fang again, "Mr. Fang, if you release the young man I finally captured, it will delay my making a lot of money. I will be angry. It's not easy for me to make money. People who come and go in the wind and rain are worried about not having enough manpower——"

These half-truths were exaggerated by Xu Qingying. Although Mr. Fang and the old lady were both the best among men, it was obvious that Xu Qingying did this on purpose. I felt that this girl was flawless in everything she said and did. People think it's very appropriate.

Having said this, Mr. Fang couldn't refuse. He was most afraid of troubling others in his life, but thinking of the weak and quiet grandchildren under him, he really couldn't refuse Xu Qingying for the sake of his own face.

The eldest family has two daughters, one is more delicate than the other.

The second wife has an only son. The child is quiet and doesn't talk much, and his face is even thinner than that of the girl's family.

After rejecting Xu Qingying, could it be possible for a few children to carry hoes and work in the fields?
He let out a long sigh, as if he had no choice but to accept his fate, "Girl, I owe you this old man... If you need anything in the future, this old man will be there for you."

Seeing that Old Mrs. Fang's complexion had improved, Xu Qingying finally felt relieved. As an old man, what he fears most is that he will always be immersed in grief. This depression in Chinese medicine can cause great damage to the internal organs.

Mr. Fang is so old and not in good health. If he continues to be depressed, his life span may be hampered.

Mr. Fang cannot be left idle.

"It sounds like I really have something to trouble the old man." Xu Qingying smiled slightly, "The people under my command are mixed, many of them can only recognize a few characters. It's a long way to go. It's better to ask Mr. Fang to give us a lecture instead of asking to read. It's like being the number one scholar, just trying to be literate and sensible, and don't be an empty-headed person."

Mr. Fang has many disciples in his life, and his disciples are at least scholars and scholars, but now they are reduced to educating a group of exiled prisoners.

Although Fang Ningmo had no objection to these people, his terrible grandfather felt uncomfortable, so he deliberately said: "Xu Liu, my grandfather was a two-time imperial master with many disciples, but you asked him to be a teacher for the prisoners under your command. ?”

"There is no distinction between education and distinction." But Xu Qingying is not annoyed. Ancient people paid attention to status and hierarchy, and respected teachers. Disciples are like their own sons. When they recognize the teacher, they automatically default to an interest group, and everyone will be honored and harmed. damage.

Therefore, studying under a teacher is a very important thing. For a master like Mr. Fang, many scholars have refused to beg to be teachers, but now he wants to teach a bunch of them, which is tantamount to losing his status.

"Teaching and educating people, there is no distinction between high and low. Confucius said that there is no distinction between nobles and commoners, no distinction between national boundaries and ethnic groups. As long as they are interested in learning, they can enroll in school and receive education. Besides, exile is a long time. Lu, Mr. Fang, why not open a forum to teach, even if only one person can stop living in chaos, isn't it a meritorious deed?"

Mr. Fang was so pleased with what she said, and then thought of his proud disciple who had just been beheaded, he felt depressed for a moment, "Let's talk about it later."

"Okay, then I'll be waiting for your letter."

Xu Qingying got off the carriage, and Fang Ningmo came to see her off with tears in her eyes, "Miss Xu Liu, don't mind. I just said that deliberately because I was afraid that my grandfather would feel that the gap was too great."

"I'm fine. It's just that Mr. Fang is getting older and needs to find something to do, otherwise he will be depressed, which may not be good. Please give me more advice and come to me if you need any medicinal materials. I'm short of everything. There is no shortage of money and supplies.”

Fang Ningmo was very moved and held her hand, "Xu Liu, I know what you are thinking. In fact, let alone my grandfather, I am also very scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid... I really won't be able to go back to Bianjing this time. I'm very panic... I believe that I know all the poems and books written by female workers. But after being exiled, I realized that the talents and learning I was once proud of could not be reconciled with myself. The family is well fed and clothed. When we arrive in Qianzhou, we are covered with tiles, have nothing, and are impoverished. My father is obsessed with mental arithmetic and my mother is weak-tempered. What will we eat and drink as a big family? Will we be bullied? , how to plant this field, how to cultivate the land, my eyes are darkened, I don’t know anything. Precisely because I don’t know, I am even more afraid..."

These words reminded Xu Qingying of the two days he had just traveled through time.

Just like Fang Ningmo, she is full of confusion about life. Unknown things are always scary, not to mention that people in ancient times never leave their hometown. Fang Ningmo has lived in Bianjing City for more than ten years, and she suddenly wants to change to a new one. It's a strange environment, everything is unknown, how can it not be scary?

"I understand." Xu Qingying didn't know what to say to comfort Fang Ningmo, comforting people had never been her strong point, "When I was first exiled, I was just like you, confused and scared, and I didn't know what I was going to do in the future. So I thought of a way, don’t think about things that can’t be solved, the road is still so long, I let myself think about it as I go, and slowly, I figured it out.”

"Then what do you want to do in the future?" Fang Ningmo asked curiously. She eagerly hoped to find her own path through the fate of similar characters.

"What I want to do now is to set a small goal when I go to Qianzhou to do business and become the richest man in Qianzhou."

Fang Ningmo laughed when he heard this. He lost the sadness and anxiety just now, but agreed: "You are so powerful, you can definitely do it. You can make 10 taels a day, and there is no one who can make more money than you. .”

"So don't be afraid. There is a saying that the boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge. Give yourself a little more time, think slowly, and you will always be able to straighten it out. Besides, don't you still have me? Don't worry, I still make a lot of money. You're awesome, you can follow me and become a big boss!" Fang Ningmo's face looked much better after her few words of teasing. She looked at Xu Qingying and her face, which was about the same age as hers. Different from her gloomy face, Xu Qingying has the word "high-spirited" written all over her face, with bright eyes and a smile on her lips, which makes people feel that all the gloom in their hearts is gone when they see her.

Yes, I will learn more from Xu Qingying in the future. If Xu Qingying can do it, she will definitely be good at it!
November is over, and it has been almost two months since Xu Qingying came to the Great Zhou Dynasty. She has sold out all the soap, and the climate is no longer suitable for business. The farther southwest you go, the fewer people there are, and there are mountains and mountains. You can walk for several days without seeing anyone.

To make matters worse, heavy snow continued to fall in November. Everyone thought that December would be better, but who knew that the first winter in the Zhou Dynasty would be so cold.

The snow keeps falling, from a shallow layer to covering the ankles and finally the knees. The crowd is getting slower and slower, and more and more people are getting sick. Xu Qingying cannot help but watch the people around her suffer from food shortages. In addition to having money on hand, I also organized the supplies for my own carriage, so that I could help the people in the team one horse at a time.

Even so, Xu Qingying still arranged her time to a full schedule. She studied with Mrs. Fang in the morning and started to understand the political philosophy classics of Chinese feudal society from "Shangshu".In the afternoon, she rushed on the road, and in the evening she had to teach her first group of cadres to read.

Nowadays, Qian Zhenniang, Feng'er, Fang Huiming, Xu Yinxi and others are all proficient in calculations of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within a hundred. Xu Qingying decided to try something more difficult, such as chicken and rabbit in the same cage, chasing and meeting, running a boat on flowing water, irrigation and drainage, etc. .

At first, there were only a few people listening, but then somehow, the number of people increased. Later, Ming Xiaoshuang, Zhao Bantou, Han Ruqing, Liu Dazhuang, and even Fang Ningmo’s father, Fang Huaimin, ran over and squatted in the corner with a notebook. Listen to the lecture.

Unconsciously, there were more than a dozen students.

Everyone also found it strange that in this exile team, there were actually ex-offenders and prisoners taking classes together. This was probably an unprecedented scene.

Even the shopkeeper in the inn felt strange. He asked an old woman at random: "What's going on with your team? Why are there so many people listening to a little girl's lecture?"

"What little girl, that one is the reincarnation of the immortal aunt." The man said in a lively manner, "You have never seen the dead resurrected, right? She breathed a breath of fairy air and brought the drowned person back to life. Are you serious? Not Powerful?"

"No, it's said to be teaching people magic. It's called Scientology, and people can become smarter after believing it. I asked my child to listen to it for two days, and don't tell me, the melon seeds in my head really became smarter. , can actually count!"

"Scientology? What kind of religion is that?"

The man couldn't say anything, so he hesitated and said: "Anyway, it's just listening to lectures and drawing talismans."

"Drawing talismans?" The shopkeeper stopped what he was doing and regained his energy. "Then I have to ask the fairy to draw some talismans. This inn is located in the wilderness, and there are few people in the store. I have to ask someone to draw some talismans." Please bless me."

After Xu Qingying's lecture, there are always people who are eager to learn and come to ask for advice.

Ming Xiaoshuang wrote on the snow, patting his head and thinking hard: "Girl, come and see, how can I calculate that there are 2.4 people?"

The people around him suppressed their laughter, and Feng'er pointed at a certain step of his calculation process, "You don't need to show it to me, girl. I can see it. Your 2+3 equals 6. Do you regard addition as multiplication?"

Another person said: "Girl, I calculated according to your method. Why is the calculation always wrong at this speed?"

"You are sailing against the current, so you have to add the speed of the moving water! And if the sum exceeds 10, you have to move forward one digit. You forgot again!"

"Miss Xu, Miss Xu, look at this -" Xu Qingying sounded familiar to the voice. When she looked up, she saw that it was Fang Huaimin. She smiled helplessly, "Mr. Fang, why are you here to join in the fun?"

"Girl, don't worry about it. Just tell me why you need to use this auxiliary line to calculate the area?"

Xu Qingying pointed to the picture drawn on the ground and helped him draw the auxiliary lines. "The purpose of making auxiliary lines is to transform complex graphics into simple graphics, and then use known formulas to find the area, and then add the sum. . Now it is known that the only areas that can be calculated using formulas are triangles, squares, circles, sectors, etc. When encountering irregular polygonal figures, making auxiliary lines is the best way."

Fang Huaimin suddenly realized it. Looking at the image that suddenly became clear in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh: "Seriously, this is much simpler than the previous algorithm!"

Xu Qingying winked at Fang Ningmo.

Fang Ningmo was also helpless. She shrugged and said that there was nothing she could do against her old father.

Speaking of which, Fang Huaimin was really a weirdo. He had the best teacher since he was a child, and he passed the imperial examination smoothly. However, when he failed to win the imperial examination, Fang Huaimin was devastated, so he became obsessed with arithmetic and never took the imperial examination again.

In his own words, he studied to gain knowledge, not to become an official.He knew very well that his free and easy personality and unrestrained joy could not adapt to the intrigues of the officialdom. Even if he became an official, sooner or later his personality problems would bring trouble to his family.

It's better to find a hobby, be an idle cloud and wild crane, and maybe become a famous person forever.

Fang Huaimin also really likes arithmetic. He likes the logic and strictness of mathematics. One is one, two is two, and the sum is three.The theorems and formulas here are full of a cruel beauty, like the most noble and elegant goddess in the world, and cannot be provoked or questioned by anyone.

He prefers the thrill of solving a problem step by step.

The Great Zhou Dynasty only paid attention to the Four Books and Five Classics, and regarded arithmetic as a miscellaneous subject. Little did they know that a country's population taxation, land surveying, registration, water conservancy construction, and logistics support did not require the use of arithmetic?
It's a shame that the world doesn't understand the importance of arithmetic, so they all read the books of sages. What a pity!

Fang Huaimin was depressed all his life, and with the entire Fang family in exile, he felt that this might be the end of his life. Who would have thought that he would meet a like-minded partner on the way to exile!

Well, we can only be considered friends!

Xu Qingying's brain is somehow long, and she can always easily decipher the out-of-print equations in the manuscripts he hides.At this time, Fang Huaimin immediately made her his confidant and relied on her. From time to time, he would pop out from a corner and pull her to study together with a copied question.

Fortunately, there was a big age gap between the two, and Fang Huaimin was known as a weirdo.Everyone in the camp knew that he was obsessed with arithmetic. When the two of them were together, they were probably pulling Xu Qingying to study arithmetic. Otherwise, Xu Qingying would have jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't tell.

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have shown such a trick, but now I have an extra tail that I can't get rid of no matter what.

It's no wonder that Fang Huaimin is so obsessed. Xu Qingying has also read "Nine Chapters on Arithmetic" and "Sumu Jing", etc. The level of mathematics in the Zhou Dynasty is about the level of the first and second grade in modern society, and the questions are not difficult.

Fang Huaimin's research on mathematics was already at the pinnacle level in the Zhou Dynasty. However, people in the Zhou Dynasty did not seem to pay much attention to arithmetic. Fang Huaimin had no like-minded people, so he naturally felt that he was high-minded and reticent.

Fortunately, when Fang Huaimin saw the fierce man Xu Qingying, the Heavenly General, he immediately regarded him as his lifelong confidant. Even his father and two daughters had to step aside.

Fang Huaimin often asked her overtly and covertly where she got these theorems and formulas. Once, Fang Huaimin even asked her seriously if she was from this world, which scared Xu Qingying to the point of trembling!

In the end, it seemed that Fang Huaimin believed that Xu Qingying was resurrected from a dead body, and he also reassured her that he was very strict with his mouth and would never tell anyone about his arithmetic knowledge from another world.

Ah, who said the ancients were ignorant?

This was all resurrected, and Fang Huaimin's first thought was not to burn her, but to squeeze out the last bit of knowledge from her mind.

The big guys who are engaged in scientific research have really different thinking than ordinary people! !

The people in this Fang family, old and young, are all very cunning. Is there any normal person?
Xu Qingying was defeated.

With stops and starts along the way, the speed of the large group obviously slowed down, and they even had to sleep in the wild several times. That is to say, they were lucky and never encountered such things as wolves and wild animals.

But I encountered several waves of refugees one after another.

You know, they have already traveled deep into the mountains and old forests, and they can still see groups of refugees. It is conceivable that the people in the southwest have not yet recovered from the summer flood disaster.

There were more than 100 people in their group. Although they were exiled, the soap business made money during this period, and everyone was willing to eat and wear clothes, so they still looked stronger than ordinary people. In addition, there were ten men in the team, each wearing a sword. , it is very intimidating, so ordinary refugees do not dare to come and provoke.

On several occasions, Xu Qingying clearly felt that she was being stared at.

There were at least a dozen or twenty ragged refugees in the forest. They were lurking in the jungle on both sides of the road. They had sharpened one end of bamboo as a weapon. They just lay on the sides, staring at them fiercely, as if they were comparing the two. The power of square centaurs.

Everyone lived in fear.

(End of this chapter)