Xing'er squinted her eyes and looked at the snow-covered south. For the first time, she felt that the word "world" was so close to her.

After the Mohist family took root in Gaoliu, she often heard about these two words.

What is the world?

Xing'er could not understand it before, and she might have a vague concept, but she was instilled in it.

Maybe when I was a child, people in the world were their own brothers, sisters, parents and parents; the mountains and rivers in the world were their own houses and canals at the door.

When you grow up a little, people in the world are their childhood sweethearts with their neighbors; Li Tianxia means that their family life is getting better, and Li himself means that he snatched a small wooden toy from his younger brother.

If you grow up a little longer, the world may be Gaoliu City, and the edge of the world is the border where my father occasionally goes to sell goods in the north of Gaoliu.

When I was sent to read books, learned poetry, and recognized the words, I realized in a daze that the world was very big. Yu decided to be a Jiuzhou, and Zhao State was part of Jiuzhou, and Gaoliu was only part of Zhao.

Those concepts of the world that have been instilled in the heart only sprout in their hearts, but have never been close.

The rushing river, the Si Shui where the cattle and horses are wide, the Mount Tai where Mozi and Qinzi drink alcohol, the Yangtze River battlefield where Gongshuban transformed warships and the Yue people fought decisively, the Qiaoyi, which had the custom of eating people in an extremely difficult place, the Yiqu, the cremation of the Xirong Mountains, the Guzhu Mountain where Boyi and Shuqi were born, the North Korea where Jizi established the country, and the Bashu where the cuckoos were sarcastic...

I have heard of all this, but it seems that it has nothing to do with her.

At this time, how many people in the world can travel a hundred miles away? A hundred miles away is already outside the land, let alone mountains and rivers thousands of miles away? Even if they belong to the world, they seem to have no place that can meet with them.

She has heard many stories about Sishang.

Many, many.

The river full of weeping willows with the willow leaves falling into the water and debated the willows; the canal that took seven years to dig out thousands of miles of fertile soil for the water and drought on the Si Shang River; the city of coal and iron workshops with chimneys, windmills, wooden tracks and thousands of workshops; the city of industrial and commercial with merchants, full of speculation, monopoly, gold, paper money, silk, cotton cloth, and jinglin; the cemetery of Mozi and many Mo people planted jujube and peach trees that could benefit future generations; the cotton field that could not see the edge of autumn is like snowing...

I heard too much, it is a bit similar to here, but it is completely different.

The people there also spoke the language spoken by Gao Liumozhe; used the same words; tied their hair; performed a tribute of worship; ate pancakes, rice, corn, and potatoes; drank the same wine with stamp duty notes; used the same muskets that needed to be worn on a fuse from time to time; debated what the word was, what the sky was.

The people there seemed to be different from here. There was no wool workshop there; there was only occasionally a snow; there was a man or a woman there who had to force her to go to school when she was a child, otherwise she would commit crimes; there would be a sea of ​​yellow rape flowers in spring; there were many houses built with bricks like sunset, and some businessmen's windows were also inlaid with light green rosy that could be translucent; there were basically all the wolves there, and they were made into military uniforms, unlike here that they could still see from time to time...

If you hear too much, you will inevitably not feel strange, but will be filled with expectation.

In addition to expectations, I was also a little panicked. There was my in-laws who I wanted to meet for the first time and my uncle who I wanted to meet for the first time... It sounded like they were all very good, but what would happen in the future?

I have already told my family about going to Si Shang.

So the dowry that had been prepared was turned into a silver hairpin, a pair of gold earrings, and some money hidden in the wooden box containing soap and rouge.

"If you are not good to you, just write a letter back. Although it is expensive, it can always be passed on in half a year. The Mohist law allows divorce, so don't let the stupid woman in the gangster."

My mother quietly reminded her that she only treated her as her mother nagging, but she didn't know what her mother was thinking.

"It'll be very good."

Xing'er cheered herself up, thinking about those happy things, but she didn't know that the real married life had not begun.

After putting away these thoughts, he suddenly asked, "Are there geese on the Si side?"

The prisoner Mi nodded and smiled, "Yes, I caught him when I was a child."

"Is Si Shang the place where geese flying away from here spend the winter?"

"No, right. I just stayed there. I heard from the gentleman that the geese are going to fly thousands of miles away to spend the winter. You know, the earth under our feet is a ball, and some places are summer all year round, and even south, spring, summer, autumn and winter are the opposite of ours."

This is the concept of the Mohist school instilled with young people like Mi since childhood. As for whether there are loopholes, they will not think about it. Most people will not, but will only accept it.

Naturally, naturally, this is what Si Shang has been doing for the past twenty years.

The earth is naturally equal, the natural human nature seeks profit, and the natural nature of human nature makes it neither good nor evil, and the theory of boundaries of both the body; the difference between the benefits of both the body and the benefits of both the body...

Xing'er knew this statement and also knew the metaphor of magnets and iron to explain why the person on the other side could not fall, but she was still confused.

She is not the philosophers who want to go to Si Shang to debate with the Mohist school, and cannot understand the cosmology of the corpse that "east, west, south and north are relative concepts, upper, lower, left and right are also relative concepts."

So she did not ask this difficult question, but said, "I have heard of such a story. There is a doctor named Jia who, after many years of marriage, piping off his bow and shooting geese in order to make his wife laugh. If I was not happy one day, would you shoot geese for me?"

The silence prisoner Mi heard a little worry in Xing'er's heart and teased her, "Doctor Jia is ugly, so his wife has a cold face. Our husband told this story, saying that if he is ugly, he is not capable anymore, there is no way. He advised us to study hard and grow up and have the ability to grow up, otherwise he would have a cold face when marrying his wife. I have the ability, and I have forced a prince to death to death. I can't lead the bow and shoot geese, but I will shoot in a row with a company and I can definitely hit it... Since I have the ability, then do you mean that I am ugly? I won't marry you!"

The two of them laughed and bypassed this section. The prisoner Mi thought to himself: If Doctor Jia was born now, it would be miserable. There are sugarcane fields, tea gardens and mulberry fields everywhere in Haiyang, where can I shoot geese?

I went to the copper smith to repair the compass, and after a while, I went to the restaurant where the gentleman had eaten mutton with the prisoner Mi when he came to Gaoliu.

It snows today, and it is another period of rest, so there are many people. Especially the merchants talked about some things that migrated here for a while. The prisoner Mi listened with his ears. It seemed that the Mo family wanted to take out some shares of the Chamber of Commerce of the United Nations and let the merchants send a batch of grain to Yunzhong, but they were not allowed to buy it in Gaoliu. Many merchants were wondering whether to work together, saying that there was nothing that the Mo family invested money in. This was because the bones were chewing and the teeth were hurt, so some meat was left. You can't miss the opportunity.

When Shu Junzi came, he finally had a free seat to sit down. Shu Junzi had already changed his clothes, which was much more pleasing to the way he looked when he first arrived here to drive away the cold on the road.

I ordered a shabu-shabu-shaped pork that has just become popular nowadays, and I ordered some tofu, potato vermicelli, and some leek flowers, and some potato soju and a pot of tea cakes.

It took some time to cook the mutton that was cut into a thick slice. Shu Zhumi used chopsticks to hold a piece of mutton and said, "It's not the best time to eat shabu pork. It's colder after a while. If the meat is frozen, use the carpenter's plane to scatter, and it will be very thin."

"When the Public Senders were making planes, I probably didn't expect that we would use them to eat mutton one day."

Although there are already methods of baleting hay and fermenting straw in Gaoliu area, a batch of sheep must be slaughtered once it snows. In order to save forage and grain, this is the cheapest season for mutton.

Zhu Xia has always liked to eat mutton, so the gentleman chewed a few times and said, "It's not me that this mutton has a stronger smell than the ones on Si Shang."

The prisoner Mi smiled in his mouth, and was embarrassed to say in front of Xing'er and her sister that many families in Si Shang raising sheep were killed by rams. There were so many raised here, but they couldn't be busy. When he first came, he had such doubts, but he still heard from others. He could only drink with his friends and comrades on weekdays, but it was inconvenient to say that in front of the two girls.

Putting down the chopsticks, the prisoner Mi said, "By the way, I received a letter from my home a while ago. I also sent me some money to put on my weight."

"Are you okay at home?"

The sanctioned captain Mi nodded and said, "It's so good. My brother was helping Liang's father to measure the land. He looked like a man. He also went to Mount Tai and saw where Zi Mozi drank with Qinzi. That place was not far from the foot of Mount Tai. Originally, I was in the army, and my younger brother was also in Xiliu Military Academy. My second brother was exempted from service, but my father said he would still let him go for three years."

"The village community bought a few more horse-drawn ear cutting equipment, so there are not so many people at home, so parents can still be busy."

"But my father said that this time the Law Preparation Conference did not pass the law prohibiting the import of grain. The price of grain is too low, but it is not enough not to plant it. The above said that the grain of each village and community must be guaranteed to be acres. The villagers want a variety of cotton, and my father also has a headache every day. Some people in the village said that it is better to plant cotton and then secretly buy grain with money, but this time the people from the Supervision and Inspection Department have to go to the countryside to inspect, which is probably not possible."

"In addition to ordering the villages and communities to ensure a certain amount of grain, they also issued an order. Ships returning from the trade of Chu and Yue countries through the Sishui River must carry a certain amount of grain instead of passing the tariffs, otherwise the tax will be doubled. My father said that many granaries have been built along the river and have been loading grain in it."

"Sister, how come the food price of Chu, Song, and Yue is so cheap?"
Chapter completed!