Smiling at the peach blossom fan, peach blossoms smile at the spring breeze

This full stop was not complete, and his hand trembled and drew the shape of a melon seed. But it doesn't matter, the grandson can draw a circle! Mao Bijiang was happy and jumped to participate in the training.

After graduating from Guozijian, Mao Bijiang was appointed as a magistrate, at the county and department level, equivalent to the current president of the regional intermediate people's court, defending fairness and justice with the weapon of sacred law and protecting the legitimate rights and interests of the people.

Mao Bijiang likes this job very much, it is decent and affordable, clean and hygienic. In the evil old society, the official can be said to be in a high position of power and light responsibility, only rights and no obligations, do not want to be a lot of wages and do not make mistakes, want to do something for the people when you want to do something for the people, will be rewarded by the imperial court and the people are grateful, even if you eat and take cards to be equally respected, you will always be a good cadre of the people before being arrested.

However, after a few days of unhappiness, the outside world suddenly changed, Li Zicheng occupied Beijing, established the Dashun regime, and the Ming Dynasty died.

The change of the imperial court has had a great impact on the employment of many people: some people who were originally unsatisfactory and regarded the change of the imperial court as a major life opportunity and sincerely surrendered to the new master and longed to improve their lives; some people lost too much because of the change of the imperial court, so they regarded the new imperial court as a thief and fought desperately. Most people think that no matter how much the world turns upside down, they can do their own work, dig wells and drink, plough the fields and eat, and whoever becomes the emperor can't let the field beat an extra 200 catties of grain, and there is no need to eat radishes salty and lightly copy their hearts.

Mao Bijiang belongs to the centrists, he did not pick up a knife and gun to resist Li Zicheng, but pinned his hopes on the empire's thousands of generals and millions of elite soldiers, professional things are still left to professional people to do, and there is no need for a court president to pick this head.

From the heart, he braved the frontier to support Chongzhen, and the blood of the royal family for three hundred years was red, although the thieves who governed the country were all over the place, and the people were not struggling, but this person's character was good. At the same time, Mao Bijiang hated Li Zicheng very much, looked down on Li Zicheng for being uneducated, and couldn't even get a show talent, if it weren't for the natural disasters and foreign invasions that gave Li Zicheng the opportunity to achieve the ambition of the villain who brought disaster to the country and the people, I am afraid that this thief would have starved to death.

Mao Bijiang couldn't get used to Li Zicheng's arrogance, he chose non-violent non-cooperation, went on strike and returned to his hometown Yangzhou, drawing circles every day to curse Li Zicheng's early death, looking forward to the descendants of the Zhu family going to the throne again, he continued to go out of the mountains to serve the court and the common people.

Half of the wish was realized. A few months later, Li Zicheng was indeed driven out of Beijing by blood, and Chongzhen's distant cousin Zhu Yousong also inherited the treasure, but the new emperor's vision was not quite the same as Chongzhen's, he fell in love with the dusty Ruan Hu in the crowd and entrusted him with reuse, and listed the Donglin Restoration Society, including Mao Bijiang, as the target of suppression.

Under these circumstances, Mao Bijiang's proud status of re-establishment became a political stain and he was detained and imprisoned by the imperial court.

Poor Mao Bijiang guessed the beginning, but didn't guess the ending, feeling aggrieved and surprised. He read the books of sages since he was a child, learned the way of Confucius and Mencius, carried out the rites of Zhou Gong, was the most well-behaved child, received the most little red flowers, and had countless ideas about the future future, and even thought of not being a beggar, but he didn't expect to eat in prison.

He is really a weak scholar, and he is even a little timid and afraid, if it weren't for this, he would have pulled up a team of people to fight with Li Zicheng. For more than 30 years, he has been cautious and strict with the law, acting squarely and decently, and even scolding people in Chinese, but now he has been reformed because of breaking the law, is he wrong or the world is wrong?

Mao Bijiang thought about it for a long time and didn't understand what he was wrong, there must be something wrong with the world, and a humble gentleman like himself also went to prison, it seems that the people in prison are not necessarily bad people.

He let go of pride and prejudice, no longer despised his fellow inmates, and tried to understand prison life and the people who lived in it. After a while, he discovers that the prison is not as eerie as the legend suggests, nor is it as boring as he imagined, the prisoners are flesh and blood, no different from the people outside, and as Guevara said, the prison is full of talents, both have two brushes, and they all have a legendary story, of course, each story is followed by at least one victim.

It was the first time I lived in a group, and it felt a bit like a summer camp, with some novelty and excitement, and every time I listened to it with my fellow inmates, I listened to everyone bragging and chatting together, reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future.

The most surprising thing about Mao Bijiang was that he really found a sense of freedom in prison, yes, freedom, freedom for everything but getting out of prison.

The greatest freedom is the freedom of time, over the years, Mao Bijiang has been very busy, busy studying, busy with exams, busy with work, busy with family, busy and inactive, always feel that there is not enough time, life is arranged. The time in prison is endless, and here he can arrange his precious time freely, can be used for idleness, can be used to be in a daze, and has a lot of time to do anything boring.

Freedom of conduct is also gained. When he is outside, there are always people in charge, parents are in charge of teachers, his wife is in charge of his superiors, juniors look at his subordinates, he looks at girls, he looks at the people, he has to pay attention to his words and deeds at all times, he refuses to say a word, refuses to take one more step, and is afraid of being reprimanded or laughed at him. And when I'm tired here, I lie down and sleep, I don't wash my face, I don't brush my teeth, I don't comb my hair, no one asks for it, I don't stand and sit, I don't sit and eat, and no one cares, I can talk freely, I can spit anywhere, this feeling is so cool, no one disturbs my joys and sorrows, and the loneliness in prison is so beautiful.

Then there is freedom of thought. The people who came into contact with him outside were all Mr. Daodao, government officials, friends in the literary world, and comrades from the Restoration Society, all of whom basically wanted to share the same ideological realm, way of thinking, life experience, and concept of right and wrong. In prison, I braved the frontier to live a life that I had never had, I was exposed to a life I had never been in contact with, and I met countless interesting souls. The imperial court closed the door of the prison, but it opened the window of thought, and the ideology of the frontier was released.

In contrast, it was a prison outside, nothing more than a larger prison, a big prison in terms of time, behavior, and thought, so that he had lived similar days for thirty years, met similar people, and repeated the same stories.

Mao Bijiang found that he actually liked it here, found fun, he practiced calligraphy, reading, writing articles, studying health, thinking about life, and sometimes practiced qigong to strengthen his body, trying to blossom both style and style. Sometimes I would chat with my fellow inmates about interesting things, and even help my thoughtful inmates study digging tunnels to seek self-redemption

Especially later, as more and more students of the Restoration Society went to prison, it was crowded with comrades who could talk about their ideal life, and the life of venturing to Xinjiang became more colorful, and they didn't want to go out for a while.

It is a pity that in this turbulent age, no life can last except turmoil and death. A few months after he was imprisoned, the Qing soldiers came to the city of Nanjing, and the Hongguang court could not bear the destruction of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties and the needless sacrifice of the soldiers and civilians of Nanjing, so they took their wives and gold and silver to soften.

The peaceful prison life in the frontier was interrupted again. The cell bosses fled, the cooks fled, and there was no one in the prison to deliver food, so he had to break the chains with his fellow inmates and flee back to his hometown.

After the peaceful liberation of Nanjing, the Qing army declared to the outside world that the people of the Northeast were all living Lei Feng, and that the purpose of entering the customs was purely to eliminate the tyranny of Hongguang and Li Zicheng, unify the Chinese nation, and rescue the people of the Central Plains.

Regarding the public opinion propaganda of the Qing army, Mao Bijiang said that he did not even believe in punctuation. He did not believe that the Qing army would brave the rain of bullets and bullets to carry forward internationalism, Wensheng and Wusheng were so selfless when they were alive, they sent justice, order, democracy, freedom, and human rights, and at the same time, they would inevitably make demands in return, such as mansions, gold, silver, jewelry, beautiful women, and other mundane things.

Mao Bijiang is still a layman, and he doesn't like the so-called liberal democracy very much, but he values the vulgar things more. The most troublesome thing is that there are still a lot of mundane things in his house.

In order to avoid the robbery of vulgar things, a large family of Mao Bijiang began to flee with vulgar things.

In this country full of beacons, soldiers and bandits are rampant, bandits are rampant, and sometimes the flames of war burn faster than the speed of an individual fleeing, today is a happy land, tomorrow is a scorched earth, today is a square, tomorrow is a battlefield, there is no peace and tranquility in the world.

The family has always wanted to find a place to settle down, from Jiangbei to Jiangnan, from the city to the countryside, and they have been looking for a lot but have not been able to find a way.

There is a meme that compares the encounter of fleeing to the frontier. One day, the family fled to a village with beautiful mountains and rivers and fragrant rice flowers, and was very happy to stay for a while, asking the locals if there was a lot of food here, and the village replied enthusiastically that there were "many thieves". The family happily settled down, and studied with great interest whether the enthusiastic villager was from Liaoning or Jilin, and the native accent remained unchanged when he arrived in Jiangnan. It wasn't until they were robbed at night that the Mao Bijiang family knew that the "thief" in "many thieves" was not an adverb but a noun.

This time the thief was just a small episode, and the group profoundly bowed to what is called "rather a peace dog than a troubled world", and he described himself as: "When encountering a soldier, killing and plundering are miserable"; Servants and maidservants killed twenty marauders, and the playthings and clothes they had stored in their lives were left behind."

Running and running, he ventured to find that there was no point in escaping, nothing more than fleeing from one battlefield to another, nothing more than changing to a fresher group of robbers. Being robbed by the Qing people is no different from being robbed by the Han people, they are both bare.

The most frustrating thing is that this way down, the money is gone, the antiques are gone, the jewelry is gone, the servants are gone, the maids are gone, the carriages and horses are gone, the things that should be gone are gone, they are already so poor that they don't have a life, they are no longer afraid of being robbed, they have a dish on their faces, others see them or take their wives and leave, and they don't go out, just afraid that they are here to beg for food or rob.

Mao Bijiang decided not to run away, and if he continued to run, he would become a naked run, and he returned to his hometown in Jiangsu with the few remaining personnel and property.

Fortunately, the skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and there are a lot of fixed assets in the family, such as fields, gardens, ponds, pavilions, pavilions, and houses, and there are a lot of people.

Wealth is the root of trouble, color is a steel knife to scrape bones, especially in troubled times, these things may be confiscated by the court one day, may be forcibly occupied by the upstarts, rather than causing trouble in the future, it is better to deal with it as soon as possible. Of course, the wife can't deal with it, only the fixed assets can be handled, and the ancestors began to dispose of the ancestral property to subsidize the family, the five-flowered horse, the daughter Qiu, and Hu'er will exchange for fine wine.

The land and real estate in the troubled times are worthless, and in a hurry to sell, a large area of assets can only be exchanged for a little silver. But Mao Bijiang doesn't care about these, no matter how much money you give, if you dare to buy it, I dare to sell it.

He used the money obtained by the loser to call friends, organize gatherings day after day, extravagant and wasteful, watch plays and play cards, brag and drink, get drunk and dream, write poems and scold the Qing people, scold Hongguang, scold warlords, and scold bureaucrats.

In these chic days of spending money, there are more and more friends who venture to open up the three realms and nine streams, the reputation of boldness and chivalry is getting bigger and bigger, and the money and real estate are getting less and less. However, it doesn't matter if you venture to open up the frontier, since ancient times, celebrities and men have been romantic, throwing a lot of money, which hero and heroic man has picked and stolen the money? If the money is not spent, it will never belong to him, and will he save it for his children? It is useless, and the savings of several lifetimes are not enough for the squandering of the children and grandchildren of a ruined family, he is a living example.

What will happen to the future when the money is spent? This is a problem that only the ordinary people who ask for land and ask for money are worried about, and the talented people do not need to bend their waists for five buckets of rice, and the thousands of dollars will come back when they are gone.