All the way to the east.

On the first day of the first month of the fourth year of Chongzhen, Qin Shuhuai arrived in Guyuan, Shaanxi.

Guyuan Castle is filled with the joy of the New Year, bright red couplets can be seen everywhere, and firecrackers of various colors bloom everywhere. Regardless of whether you have money or not, you must greet people with a smile on this day, say a few auspicious words when you see people, and wish each other a safe and peaceful new year.

Peace and security, this is the greatest luxury of the people in troubled times.

The farther you go into the city, the more people there are. The city is full of lights, especially the mansions of those rich and noble, as well as powerful shops and shops, and the houses are like little girls, all dressed in red ribbons, so festive.

At noon, I saw countless soup kitchens set up in the city, almost one every 100 meters, which were provided free of charge by the rich families in the city to the poor and passing outsiders.

This is an old example, that is, the years of famine have not been broken. If the New Year's "regular porridge" of a big family is broken, it must be that the family has suffered a big change, or there is a loser. Similarly, if it is the first time this year to give "example porridge", it means that this family has soared last year, and it will inevitably become a hot topic in the city during the Chinese New Year.

However, Qin Shuhuai still saw that many well-dressed people were also queuing up at the soup kitchen, smiling and receiving a bowl of porridge, plus a small piece of braised meat and pickles.

It stands to reason that there is money to take advantage of, which is a bit unreasonable, but the strange thing is that neither the soup giver nor the person who receives the porridge cares.

Qin Shuhuai was very curious, so he asked an old man to inquire.

It turned out that because of the large amount of porridge, the poor couldn't eat it at all, so gradually the rich people also came to join in the fun and help eat together. Some even have their own porridge in the kitchen, but they have to go to other people's porridge stalls to taste it, and slowly this has become a practice, called eating 100 porridge.

At the end, the old man asked him meaningfully, "Little friend, how do you look at those poor people, how do you eat and laugh and have fun?"

Qin Shuhuai suddenly understood.

These wealthy squires took the lead in eating soup soup soup together, not only to avoid the waste of soup porridge, but also to avoid the embarrassment of those poor families when they came to eat soup kitchen.

After all, who would want to appear poor in their own family for a mouthful of porridge during the Chinese New Year? The Ming Dynasty was not the Qin and Han dynasties, and the social economy was already very developed, so even people from poor families could still afford to eat porridge during the New Year. If you want to be treated like a beggar, I'm afraid that in this era of advocating backbone style, not many people will come to eat.

And as soon as the rich squires took the lead, it was more like a custom, regardless of the rich and poor, you just had to eat, and no one looked at you with colored glasses.

Even doing good deeds is so thoughtful, maybe this is the loveliness of this era, right?

Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but be greatly moved, and he looked at the old man deeply, and said, "Thank you old man, the kid understands." The so-called food that comes to you is not edible, this is the way. The squire of your land is really a great good. ”

"Hehehe, the rich do good, do not deceive the poor. The poor receive alms, and do not lose their will, this is the way. ”

The old man spoke in a crepe, obviously a scholar. And he is dressed neatly, and there is a servant by his side, which shows that his family background is also good.

But he still took a bowl by himself, and happily walked to a soup kitchen, leaving Qin Shuhuai with a vigorous back.

Qin Shuhuai admitted that he really likes this world, this era of advocating courtesy, righteousness, honesty, poetry, books, etiquette and music.

He happened to be hungry, so he also lined up to get a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles, and sat under a thatched hut and ate it with relish.

At this time, a strong man also sat down beside him.

The snoring, the movement of the man eating porridge was terrifying, causing the two children on the side to giggle.

But the man didn't care, and he was sweating profusely.

It took him three bowls to burp.

Then he said to Qin Shuhuai, "Brother, you're also a foreigner, right?"

Qin Shuhuai smiled slightly, "Yes." ”

"Look at your very luxurious dress, aren't you out to do business? Heh, you rich masters, you would rather not go home for the sake of money, it's really putting the cart before the horse. ”

Qin Shuhuai smiled but did not speak.

The strong man felt that this young man was quite peculiar, although he was smiling, there seemed to be an indescribable momentum on his body.

Seeing that the long sword in his hand was very exquisite, he couldn't help but take a closer look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, your whole face will change when you see it.

He pressed his heart to resist the beating wild, and asked, "Dare to ask your brother's surname?"

Qin Shuhuai drank porridge and said casually, "Don't have your surname Qin." ”

When the strong man heard this, it was as if he had been pierced by a nail in his buttocks, and he bounced off the bench with a bang.

Qin Shuhuai looked at him in confusion, thinking that he was going to foam at the mouth and say "there is poison in the porridge".

But seeing that the strong man knelt on one knee excitedly, he said incoherently, "Below, oh no, Wan Defu, the senior disciple of the Yinchuan Golden Dart Sect, meets the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

Qin Shuhuai was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Hehe, how do you recognize this seat?"

Wan Defu hurriedly said, "The Lord of the Qin Alliance is heroic, and his subordinates feel that you are not an ordinary person at first glance. Moreover, it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the master of the Qin League has a sword in his hand that sharpens iron like clay and is indestructible, and it is called 'Yitian Sword'. Isn't that the sword you have in your hand?"

Qin Shuhuai nodded and said softly, "Get up and continue to eat porridge." ”

But I didn't want to, the soup kitchen shop that was full of laughter and laughter suddenly quietly dropped the needle.

A big "shock" was written on everyone's face.

Surrounding Qin Shuhuai, they all looked at him without blinking.

Qin Shuhuai felt like a monkey in a zoo being watched.

It's embarrassing.

Then the two children burst out laughing.

They followed the example of the strong man, and also said in a decent and milky voice, "My subordinates meet the leader of the martial arts alliance, and they cluck......

The crowd began to stir.

Isn't that the grandfather of the country?

The young man is in brocade, heroic, and holding the sword of Yitian, who else can he be if he is not the grandfather of the country?

But how could Grandpa Guo come here?

And why is there no one around?

The commotion is expanding, and everyone wants to believe but there is a look of disbelief.

But at this moment, a team of officers and soldiers came over.

The leader pushed away the crowd and said, "What are you looking at? Can't you squeeze in the back......, don't you see?

When he walked to the front and saw Qin Shuhuai, his face immediately changed.

"This, this, this!"

He "this" several times, stunned and didn't speak, and finally simply knelt down with a puff and then spoke.

"The subordinate commander He is the supervisor and captain of the general soldier to meet the grandfather of the country in the sea!"

It turned out to be He Renlong's subordinates.

Because the martial arts alliance army was stationed in Baoji and Hanzhong, Hong Chengchou sent He Renlong to defend Guyuan, which was also in a dangerous position. And Qin Shuhuai has cooperated with He Renlong many times, so many of his subordinates know Qin Shuhuai.

This sound of "Grandpa Guo" was like a fire thrown into the firewood, which immediately made everyone's blood boil.

He is really the grandfather of the country!

Grandpa Guo has come to Guyuan!

With a hula, everyone immediately knelt down.

"The grass people are waiting to meet Grandpa Guo!"

"Welcome to Grandpa Guo!"

Qin Shuhuai saw that the matter had come to this, so he had no choice but to smile slightly, and said to everyone, "Everyone get up, it's cold, and it's weird cold on the ground." ”

Seeing that Grandpa Guo was really as approachable as the legend, everyone present was even more impressed, and their courage increased.

The stall owner of this porridge stall, the young shopkeeper of the Guyuan City Changbao, came out and said boldly, "Grandpa Guo, the porridge is cold, I'll bring you another bowl?"

Regardless of Qin Shuhuai's disagreement, he "grabbed" his bowl and happily ran to serve porridge.

A man who looked like a squire came out and said, "Grandpa Guo, on behalf of the people of Guyuan City, thank you for keeping this peaceful year for everyone! It is precisely because of you that we ordinary people can sit here happily and eat porridge and celebrate the New Year!"

Another old man immediately added, "Yes, yes! How many rogues and bandits were there near this Guyuan before? We want to go out of the city and walk around, which time is not worrying? Now it's okay, after the prince of Congguo led the king to sweep the three sides and suppress the bandits with an iron fist, our area is too peaceful! No, Xiao'er went to Xi'an to do goods a month ago, and he came and went for more than a month, and he didn't encounter a robbery!"

A big man said, "That's right, I said before that the man-eating Tartars were going to be killed from the north, and we made a person here panic! But I didn't think about it, the Tartars would beat him once they came, hehe, even Huang Taiji's own son called the grandfather of the country to be beheaded off the horse, what is this called? This is called stealing chickens and rice, and I will see if he dares to come in the future?"

Everyone burst into laughter, with joy and reverence in their laughter.

Qin Shuhuai couldn't help but feel a little fluttering when he heard so many beautiful words.

got up and said, "Fellow villagers, the peace of my Ming Dynasty today is not the work of my father-in-law alone, but it is really due to the bloody killing of the enemy by all the soldiers and the unity of all the people, in exchange for flesh and blood! However, the sacrifice of my generation can be exchanged for the peace of everyone here, it is worth it!"

This kung fu, the young master of the Changbao came with a bowl of steaming porridge, and before he could run to Qin Shuhuai, he was kicked down by his old man!

The young master was very angry, "Dad, what are you doing? This is the porridge for Grandpa Guo!"

The old man was even more angry and scolded, "You donkey brain! You let Grandpa Guo drink porridge in the wind? Why don't you invite home quickly?"

The young master patted his head and hurriedly said, "Ouch, ouch, this is confused, confused!"

rushed into the crowd, only to see that several other people were also rushing inside.

"Let's let go, let's let go, Mr. He is here! The county master is here!"