Chapter 48 Rebellion
It was dawn in early winter. The kang that was heated last night was still warm, and the wall of fire under my feet was scorching hot.
Cheng Yaoyao's foot accidentally kicked the fire wall, and she was so burned that she frowned and immediately retracted her foot.
Luo Jiu was sleeping soundly on the soft mattress when he suddenly heard a commotion outside.
Zhong Jialing and Feng Qi opened the door and a gust of cold air came in. "Hurry up! It's snowing, let's go have a snowball fight!"
Luo Jiu glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "What a psycho! It's only morning now. I'll sleep a little longer."
Luo Jiu yawned and shrank back into the warm bed.
In a blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed since we came to ancient times.
Since they migrated to Chang'an with the Upper Cave people, primitive society has developed rapidly. They have clothes to wear, houses to live in, and no worries about food and drink.
And because there are so few people, there is basically no competitive pressure and no need to compete.
Luo Jiu hates taking days off and hates pressure, so in order to carry forward traditional festivals, he has created a large number of holidays.
There are three days’ holiday for New Year’s Day and fifteen days’ holiday for Spring Festival.
Qingming Festival lasts three days, Labor Day lasts seven days, Dragon Boat Festival lasts three days, Mid-Autumn Festival lasts five days, and National Day lasts seven days.
Women's Day, eight days off.
There are Saturdays and Sundays on weekdays. If the weekend falls on a holiday, you can make up for it and have two more days off.
Even though there are many holidays, according to their current production efficiency, there are enough for them to make anything.
Primitive people were in the exciting stage of creating civilization, and invention and creation were their great pleasure. Therefore, even on vacation, many people still engaged in research and invention to improve various production technologies.
Luo Jiu told Datian that he must attach importance to talents, technology and innovation. Only by giving inventors, scientists and technicians generous treatment can society become better and better.
Datian knows how to use people. He leads the heads of various departments to manage the base in an orderly manner. Chang'an Village can now be called Chang'an Town or even Chang'an City.
When ancient humans in Europe, Africa and America were still eating raw meat and drinking blood, people in China were already studying how to build cars and roads.
After Feng Qi and the others came back last time, they told Datian about the situation of other tribes in the Yellow River Basin. Datian drove with a few people to make contact with them.
So, when winter came, more than a dozen groups of primitive people came to Chang'an Town one after another, totaling about two hundred people.
The total number of people at the base suddenly increased to nearly three hundred.
Before winter came, Datian had already built six resettlement houses in advance. They were similar to factory dormitories, without living rooms. Each resettlement house had a long kang on which fifty or sixty people could sleep.
The four of them were on night patrol at night, and they were dumbfounded when they saw the heads on the kang.
Fortunately, there was no public pressure in ancient times, otherwise they would have been slandered by foreign media, saying that they built a concentration camp.
There is strength in numbers. When Feng Qi takes people out hunting, the harvest increases exponentially.
Previously, Luo Jiu estimated that it would take them at least three years to meet the upgrade requirements, but he didn't expect that in less than a year, they had already completed half of the requirements.
It was New Year's Eve. Zhong Jialing took out several boxes of fireworks. Bang, bang, bang, the bright fireworks bloomed in the sky, almost blinding the primitive man's eyes.
Before, Luo Jiu thought that we obviously invented gunpowder first in ancient times, but instead of researching weapons, we turned around to make fireworks and firecrackers. As a result, the Europeans took it and made guns and cannons, and finally we were badly defeated by the Eight-Nation Alliance.
She learned this lesson deeply, and after studying gunpowder, she asked everyone to study bombs, grenades, and cannons, never taking a detour.
As a result, these primitive people already knew how to make homemade cannons, but had never seen fireworks, so they were deeply amazed and all of them looked up, staring intently.
The children cheered. Luo Jiu looked around, his eyes passed through the noisy crowd and saw Cheng Yaoyao's back as she turned and left.
She hurriedly followed and watched Cheng Yaoyao return to the room without turning on the lights. Only her faint sobs could be heard in the darkness.
Luo Jiu's nose felt sore, "Are you missing grandma?"
"Yeah." Cheng Yaoyao sniffed, "I spend every New Year's Eve with my grandma. I don't know if she is still alive now."
Luo Jiu helped her wipe away her tears and sat quietly beside her. "The supplies left in the basement are enough for grandma to survive for two years. If nothing unexpected happens, she must be alive."
"What if there's an accident? She's old and has a bad memory. Will she forget to turn off the gas tank?" Cheng Yaoyao was getting more and more panicked. "I dreamed a few days ago that grandma's clothes were torn! Oh no, has she passed away? I haven't burned paper for her. Will she have no money to spend in the afterlife?"
In fact, the four of them had always avoided talking about grandma. Occasionally, when they ate something and thought of grandma, they would swallow the words back when they came to their lips, for fear that Cheng Yaoyao would feel sad.
Normally, Cheng Yaoyao would hold back and not say anything, but today she couldn't help it and just spoke out all her worries.
Luo Jiu comforted her for a few words, and suddenly thought: "I remember when you bought the coffin, didn't you also stock up on some funeral supplies? Are there any left in the space?"
Cheng Yaoyao blinked her tearful eyes and said, "Yes, I left some outside, but most of them are still in the space. There are paper money, gold ingots, paper-made things, and gold paper for folding gold ingots, more than ten piles. What are you going to do?"
"Aren't you worried that grandma has no money to spend? Let's burn some for her. Let's go to the back mountain."
"Then...what if grandma didn't die?"
"Then burn it for your mother and let her hold the flowers. If grandma really passes away, they will take care of each other."
As Luo Jiu spoke, he took a large iron basin, put a lighter in his pocket, and pulled Cheng Yaoyao towards the back of the mountain with a flashlight.
The two men found a crossroads, and seeing that there was no one around, they quickly and stealthily knelt down and prepared to burn paper.
Luo Jiu took a piece of paper money and was about to light it, but Cheng Yaoyao suddenly grabbed her hand and said, "Wait a minute, I've never burned anything before, what am I going to say if I light it?"
Luo Jiu said, "Isn't this simple? It's just like sending a letter by mail. Just state who you are sending it to. I read in a folklore book that you should burn a few pieces of paper and throw them out to the wandering ghosts passing by, and then tell them your address and name."
Luo Jiu lit up a stack of paper money and waved it casually, "Brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, grandparents passing by, please take it and spend it. It's New Year's Day, buy whatever you like."
A cold wind blew by. Cheng Yaoyao clung to Luo Jiu with her eyes tightly closed. She quickly followed and chanted: "Please don't grab the paper money I'm burning below. I want to burn it for Sun Feng'e in Majia Village, Hongshan County, Jiangcheng City. She is my grandmother."
After Cheng Yaoyao finished speaking, Luo Jiu reported the names of the old couple who adopted her. The two burned half a bag of gold ingots and several bundles of paper money, and finally went home with peace of mind.
After the Chinese New Year, spring came quickly and everyone was busy reclaiming wasteland and preparing for planting.
Luo Jiu and Datian discussed the promotion of legal system construction. Now that there are more people, quarrels may occur occasionally, and strict laws must be had to restrain everyone.
In terms of inheritance law, Luo Jiu stipulated that the previous leader should designate the heir, and each heir must be female.
Datian was a little confused. "Why must it be women? Aren't we the same as those feudal dynasties in history? They designated men, and we designate women."
Luo Jiu licked her lips. This kid has become stupid because of studying too much. She pointed at the door and said, "Go out and find a man now. Tell him that you plan to use the first piece of land to grow cotton because women need cotton to make sanitary napkins."
Datian walked out confused and happened to meet her father.
She did what Luo Jiu said, and her father said nonchalantly, "Why rush? Didn't you and your mother come here before there were no sanitary napkins? You have to consider the majority of people, not just yourself."
Datian was stunned for a moment, "I'm not doing this for myself, all the women here need it. The old ones are hard to use and make people very uncomfortable."
"Well, it won't take much. Just plant two rows of land in the garden. There aren't many women in the base."
Yes, among more than 300 people, there were only more than 100 women. One died two days ago. She died after giving birth. Four people tried to save her for a long time but failed.
Humans are conceived by women, and the risks and costs are borne by women, which reduces women's chances of survival and ultimately makes them a minority group.
Her father left after he finished speaking, but Datian just stood there, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Luo Jiu leaned against the door, "See? No one takes women's needs seriously. Only when the ruler is a woman can she put herself in a woman's shoes and think about her.
When power is in the hands of a minority, the minority will get everything they deserve.
Power is in the hands of the majority, and the minority has to ask, appeal, shout, or even go crazy for what they want, but in the end, what and how much others give them depends entirely on their charity.
Datian nodded inch by inch, "I understand. But if they don't agree with this bill, how can I convince them?"
Luo Jiu said: "You are wrong. The bill does not need to be agreed to, it only needs to be implemented. Violators will be punished as illegal.
Conquest does not mean persuasion. In the early days of unification, almost all conquests were achieved through fighting.
When the victors write history books, they will embellish the story appropriately. Don't take it seriously, and don't feel psychologically burdened.
Just imagine, if Emperor Taizong of Tang had not gone through the Xuanwu Gate Incident, how could he have created the prosperous Tang Dynasty? "
Luo Jiu pressed Datian's shoulder and said, "You, think about it carefully."
A few days after this incident, Luo Jiu and Feng Qi were processing boulders in the stone pit in the back mountain. Ma! "
"Divide the family?" Feng Qi picked up the axe at hand, "He's rebelling."
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