Emperor Ming Dynasty

Qin State is humid in March, but compared with the rainy season, it appears to be more suitable for human activities.

With only one month left before the rainy season, the entire Fuqing Village ushered in the most important Qingming Festival of the year.

Fuqing Town is located in the north of Saigon Prefecture. It has more than [-] people and more than [-] households. They are all from Fuqing County, Fujian, so it is named after the county.

On this day, it was dawn, Fuqing Town and nearby villages were already busy, and the streets were full of people.

"Ado, Ado!" As his sister called out again and again, Ado rubbed his sleepy eyes and had to lift the blanket on his stomach and get up from the bamboo bed.

"Sister, it's not daylight yet!" Aduo couldn't help complaining.

"When daybreak comes, my father will spank you with a bamboo stick!" My sister said with a smile and put on his straw sandals.

The black and white tabby cat on the side was teasing a small snake with thin fingers at the foot of the bed, playing with relish.

"Oh!" A Duo's face tensed up and he stood up immediately.

The straw pillows on the bed were thrown to the ground by him.

A Duo came to the hall and saw A Niang standing on a chair, holding a willow branch and inserting it into the eaves.

He hurried over to help and held up the chair.

In the yard, when his two sisters saw him getting up, they immediately put the braided willow rings on his head and said with a smile: "If you don't wear willows during the Qingming Festival, you will be a yellow dog!"

"Okay!" At this time, grandma got down from the chair and rubbed her waist: "I'm going to make cakes and dishes. I have to respect my ancestors later!"

At this time, Dad, who had worked hard all night, came out of the house, carrying a bunch of gold ingots, a large number of fan-shaped yellow paper, incense candles, etc. in his hand.

What surprised A Duo was that there were Qingming flags in the basket.

It is cut from a piece of paper and can be shaped like a pagoda by holding it on your head, which is quite beautiful.

"Let's go!" Dad just knocked Aduo on the head, pointed to the back of the house and said, "Come with me to pay homage to the owner of the house!"

"Dad, I haven't eaten yet!"

"Come back and eat!"

Dad said without hesitation.

Immediately, Ado carried the bamboo basket that had been prepared in the living room, which contained rice wine, a small bowl of rice, and a cup of tea.

The father and son walked like this for a hundred steps, and stopped in the bamboo forest behind the house, where a lonely grave stood.

Dad took a knife and cut the weeds, and also pulled randomly the bamboos that grew randomly.

In the blink of an eye, the lonely grave was much neater.

Dad placed the Qingming flag on the grave, pressed it with a stone, then drew a circle with a bamboo pole, put the yellow paper candle in, and lit flowers with the stone sickle.

"Huhu——" The yellow paper burned.

"Kneel down!" Dad spread the tea and wine, and then put the rice on the table.

The father and son kowtowed three times, then stood up and bowed with their hands together.

"This is the owner of the tomb in our house. We took over his land and moved his position. This is a great kindness. You have to worship like your ancestors."

My father touched his head and instilled knowledge: "The dead cannot be offended. We celebrate Qingming and Zhongyuan every year, and we have to come here to pay our respects during the Chinese New Year. Bless my family with good weather, and bless my son to become a talented person and study hard..."

After chattering for a while, he took the wine, tea and rice away again.

My father looked at the yellow paper and burned it, then put out the fire and left.

When I got home, the rice was ready.

Runpan Caishi is actually a pancake made with Runcai Pancake, rolled with meat, vegetables, and rice, and is delicious to eat.

A Duo was so hungry that he ate three slices in one go before he was full.

At this time, while eating the cake slowly, my father couldn't help but said: "In my hometown, I ate two meals a day, and my stomach growled with hunger. After I came to Qin, I filled my stomach and had three meals a day!"

"This good life is just like the life of a god!"

Grandma squinted her eyes and smiled, and sighed that the family was so happy eating, "Who says it's not the case? This life will be better in the long run."

At this time, the three sisters were eating and talking quietly.

Its daybreak.

"Let's go!" Dad led A'duo, carrying yellow paper incense candles and the pile of paper flags. A'duo followed behind, carrying wine, vegetables and rice.

After walking less than a hundred steps, the father and son arrived at a courtyard.

At this time, the place was already full of people. Most of them were men, picking out yellow paper and carrying rice, talking and laughing.

Everyone is from the same family, and they are related by blood within five generations, making them very close.

"Ahem, are everyone here?"

After a while, an old man walked out of the house.

"Grandpa, everyone is here!"

"That's good!" The old man smiled, showing a happy smile: "This is the tenth year of our family's stay in the Qin State. It is considered to be flourishing and prosperous."

"But living a good life is all thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, so we can't neglect it!"

After saying that, he pointed to the big man beside him and said: "Ah Xiao, this time you lead the way and let everyone go to the grave!"

"Yes!" Axiao nodded solemnly, understanding the responsibility and the important task of the future clan leader.

Immediately, Aduo and another boy of the same age carried a bamboo pole with a white flag hanging on it and a large black lettering on it: "Chen".

Behind, several men carried paper horses, followed by paper figures.

Finally, there was a group of people playing gongs and drums.

The big guy only walked two or three hundred steps, left the village, and came to a cemetery.

In just 12 years, thirty to fifty graves have been erected here, all of which are their relatives and ancestors.

Draw circles, spread wine and tea, and place rice and meat.

Under the leadership of the new patriarch, everyone kowtowed.

Then they dispersed and worshiped their ancestors.

A Duo looked at the three tombs in front of him and felt very familiar.

Among the words on the wooden tablet, it is written that he is among the descendants.

"Father, mother, big brother, I'm here to see you again!"

My father's eyes were wet, he put down the paper flags, placed the food and wine, and kowtowed with his son.

Although he is a cenotaph, he is extremely serious.

After the worship service, everyone started weeding activities.

The tomb was immediately clean and tidy.

Then everyone walked towards the ancestral hall.

The old patriarch, who had been silent along the way, was quite excited at this time, and his gray beard was trembling:

"Our Chen family comes from Fuqing County. In the 14th year of Shaowu's reign, we moved to Saigon Prefecture of Qin State. At that time, there were only about [-] people in the whole family."

"Without enough food and warm clothes, the whole clan is now married and established. There are more than a hundred men, which is no less than the clan members in Fuqing!"

"But we can't forget our ancestors. Our ancestors are our roots. The kindness of our ancestors will never be repaid in our lifetime..."

When introducing the origins of the Chen family, the old patriarch was eloquent and full of momentum, not old-fashioned at all.

After years of listening to it, he almost memorized it. He tugged at his father's pants and asked, "Dad, where is Fuqing?"

“In Fujian!”

"Where is Fujian?"

"In Daming!"

"What is Ming Dynasty?"

"The Ming Dynasty is our root. Your father is in the Ming Dynasty, and all your ancestors are in the Ming Dynasty!"

Realizing that it was difficult to explain, the man could only bite the bullet and said: "The King of Qin is the son of the Ming Emperor, and the Qin State is a vassal state of the Ming Dynasty!"

"Oh!" A Duo seemed to understand. Of course he knew the identity of King Qin, which was an extremely noble status.The Emperor of Ming Dynasty is more noble than him, so what's the point?

Hanoi.

Shao Wu took root in Saigon in the 16th year. Shao Wu destroyed the Ruan family in the 17th year and the Zheng family in the [-]th year. In three years, he unified Annan again and established the Qin State.

In the past ten years, the King of Qin worked hard to govern, swayed with little wealth, and led a large army to destroy the Lao country, and his civil and military skills reached their peak.

In the history of Annan, no one can match it.

Just as Emperor Shaowu was growing in power in the country, King Zhu Cunmei of Qin was also at the height of his power, unrivaled by both the government and the public.

At this time, the prime minister had been replaced by Mao Fu, the second prime minister was Liu Xuanchu, and the prime minister was local Li Shirong.

Under the banner of Qin, both Han people and indigenous people gathered together to serve the King of Qin.

The country is becoming more and more prosperous.

The Qin Palace built in the past has become increasingly majestic, with more than [-] palaces, more than [-] houses, and an area of ​​more than [-] acres.

The population of Hanoi City exceeds 50, making it the largest city in the entire Nanyang region.

Mao Fu said excitedly: "Your Highness, our country will enter the rainy season in the middle of next month, but the taxes have been almost collected and just need to be put into the treasury."

"How much?" King Qin looked serious.

"The combined total of each government is about 500 million shi of grain. At the same time, the total number of people in our country has exceeded 800 million..."

"The population is increasing, most of them are people from the original Lao country!"

Zhu Cunmai said casually.

After the destruction of Laos, the royal family fled from Vientiane and fled south to the lower Mekong River area, where they established the kingdom again.

Although half of the country has lost its territory, Laos still retains its vitality.

Regarding the terrain factors, the Qin State no longer pursued and fought fiercely, but ordered him to pay tribute, and named him the Lord of Nanzhang, making him a vassal state of the Qin State.

With the addition of those vassal tribes, King Qin became addicted to going to the country.

In its homeland, Qin established Wanxiang Prefecture, Fengwan Prefecture, and Huaqing Prefecture in its elite areas.

In these three prefectures alone, hundreds of thousands of people were added.

The remaining areas looked down upon their barrenness and were divided into three small feudal states, with the sons of King Qin as kings and waiting to be granted vassal status in the future.

"His Highness Shengming!"

Mao Fu smiled and said: "The Nanyang vassals, led by our country of Qin, are all thanks to your highness!"

Zhu Cunzang smiled reservedly.

Seeing this, Liu Xuanchu took advantage of the opportunity and said something of his own: "Your Highness, the imperial court has issued an edict to hold a Go conference and invite players from home and abroad to participate to determine the true chess master!"

"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor will invite the top three to play chess and wait for the imperial edict..."

"Go club?" King Qin said helplessly: "Father always likes to come up with some novel things. Go is a small way, so why..."

"Your Highness, be careful what you say——" Mao Fu was startled and hurriedly interrupted.

Only then did King Qin realize, how could he say what was in his heart?

If this is known, I will be labeled as unfilial and I will suffer the consequences!

"Well, Your Majesty's civil and martial arts have reached their peak, unparalleled in the past and present. The Go tournament is just in time to show off its reputation as a prosperous country."

The King of Qin hurriedly responded: "Prime Minister, our Qin country cannot fall behind. We must elect real talents to show our Qin country's true qualities."

"Anyone who gets a good ranking will be rewarded by the vassal court..."

This naturally won the approval of all ministers.

The next topic was the more abrupt one, the navy.

Although the country is narrow and long, due to the large number of rivers in the country, Qin naturally established an inland river navy with a scale of 3000 people.

But due to its proximity to the sea, the South China Sea naturally requires the power of Qin to appear in such a huge sea area.

Coupled with the abundant national treasury, it is natural to establish the South China Sea Navy.

Originally, the East China Sea was the most friendly to the Qin State, but the South China Sea was named by the Ming Dynasty. Naturally, they did not dare to violate it and could only call it the South China Sea.

"Doesn't the imperial court have a navy in the South China Sea?" Mao Fu couldn't help but said: "If we set up another navy, wouldn't it be unnecessary?"

"Prime Minister, the South China Sea is extremely vast. Even the imperial navy is unable to cope with it. Our coastal areas are very sparse. Whether it is to check for tax evasion or to put an end to pirates, we should have our own navy!"

Liu Xuanchu couldn't help but explain.

"How much?"

King Qin was much more decisive.

"I have ordered 3000 people to be deployed on large ships with thousands of materials. In terms of food, the total is only 20 dan."

"That's not too much!" King Qin nodded: "Then let's set it up, with a thousand people each in Saigon, Haiphong, and Hue."

"His Highness Shengming!"

Mao Fu frowned slightly, then relaxed again.

For today's Qin State, this little money is indeed nothing.

"The Qingming Festival is approaching, so let's take a break for three days. Dear friends, please also take a rest and visit the tombs!"

King Qin chuckled and said, "The rainy season is here, but we won't have such good days."

Naturally, all the ministers expressed their gratitude.

……

Beijing.

As the Go conference is about to be held, there is a wave of Go fever throughout the capital.

The number of chess halls has exploded from more than [-] to more than [-], spread across the five counties of Gyeonggi Province. It can be said that it is very popular.

Those leisurely scholars are naturally happy to play chess, an elegant thing.

Beijing has a million people, and its literacy rate is second to none in the world. Those who read are the most idle, and the number of people who can play chess has reached 6000.

Tianxuan Chess Hall has dozens of chess boards. It is also a large chess hall in the capital and has a great reputation.

Even though it was still afternoon, it was still crowded.

A large number of chess players are playing chess quietly in it, and there is naturally a noise in the silence.

As soon as Fang Baihua got out of the car, she saw her friend Xiaoyun staring at the chessboard intently, forgetting to pour the tea in her hand.

"Xiaoyun!"

"Ah, Baihua, you're here!" Xiaoyun instantly became lively. She looked at the pretty and gentle girl and couldn't help but say:

"Jiang Liu'er hasn't arrived yet!"

"Why did you ask him to come here!" Fang Baihua chuckled and said, "He is focused on studying chess!"

"Isn't this a guy who comes to the chess hall with his ass raised to the sky? He is called the ghost king of chess!"

Xiaoyun pointed at the young man in the chess hall, wearing a shabby short coat and his hair tied up.

He stood on his seat with one foot without any respect, his face full of pride.

Opposite him, a scholar in his thirties already had a sad face and racked his brains but couldn't come up with a solution.

The group of friends around me who like to point fingers are also scratching their heads.

"This kid has played ten games, and no one in the chess hall has ever played any better. I can't see how he looks like he wants to go to heaven."

Xiaoyun put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Now only your childhood sweetheart Jiang Liu'er can teach him a lesson!"

"What childhood sweethearts!" Fang Baihua immediately became embarrassed and annoyed: "Don't talk nonsense, we are just chess friends!"

ps: Please vote for me, brothers.

The Qingming customs are based on my hometown. I really don’t know the ones in Fujian...