Chapter 055 Story
After King Yong left, Yuan Ming's life completely returned to normal. Every day, apart from going to school as usual, the rest of the time was spent either writing new stories or hanging out with Ji Qingyue.
After entering December, the weather suddenly turned cold. With the first snowfall, the snow kept falling. There were almost no people on the streets. Occasionally, there was someone who was wrapped tightly in a cotton padded jacket and walked in a hurry. December
16th was an ordinary day, but also a special day.
For most people in Shifang Town, this day couldn't be more ordinary, but for the people of Xiashi Village, it was a brand new beginning.
The manor on Jushi Mountain was officially declared completed. Under the auspices of the town governor and Han Huaiying, the villagers of Xiashi Village chose their own fields by drawing lots.
Today is the day to move in.
Many people suddenly appeared on Shifang Main Street, which had been empty for a long time. They all brought their families and carried heavy bags, struggling against the cold wind, but strangely, they all had happy smiles on their faces.
Occasionally, someone would pass by and see them, and would ask them what they did. At this time, the villagers of Xiashi Village would proudly say that they were from Xiashi Village and were moving to the manor of King Yong.
The construction of King Yong's manor was grand and could be completed in just over a month. Almost all the manpower in the town was mobilized, so most people knew what it looked like there.
Hearing the people of Xiashi Village say this, they all showed envious expressions.
Wang Dahu's family had very few belongings, and he was the only one who moved everything in one trip with a cart.
But he was not idle either, and started to help other people in the village.
This time, he helped the village chief push the cart, and heard the conversation between the villagers and passers-by, and couldn't help laughing.
"Xia Shi Village used to be a symbol of poverty. This is the first time I heard someone say that they envy the people in Xia Shi Village."
The village chief also said happily: "Our good days are still to come."
Wang Dahu agreed with this very much. As soon as he got the compensation, he took the betrothal gifts to the Liu family. Liu's parents were quite satisfied with him and had already discussed the date of the wedding, which would be next March.
Thinking that he could marry Miss Liu home, Wang Dahu's smile on his face kept expanding, and it seemed that there was an endless supply of strength in his body. He pushed the cart faster and the empty-handed village chief almost couldn't catch up.
When the manor was designed in the early stage, Yuan Ming often went up the mountain. Others didn't know that he was writing briefs for the prince. At that time, they thought he was also involved in the construction of the entire manor.
So they brought him up that day.
This hand was busy with the settlement and land allocation, and Yuanming was wandering around the village alone.
In order to maintain tradition, the village chief of Xiashi Village retained the name of Xiashi Village after obtaining the consent of King Yong, and settled it next to the first family.
Yuan Ming stood here, looking at the three words of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, and a faint doubt surged in his heart.
It was not because of anything else, but because the writing of these three words was a little different from others.
The calligraphy of this dynasty emphasizes horizontal and vertical lines. To write well, one must be firm and neat, without any dragging, but these three characters are not in this style.
Although Yuan Ming had never seen such characters before, they seemed familiar to him. He couldn't remember where he had seen them before, so he stopped in a daze.
"Mr. Yuan! You are here too!" A surprised voice sounded from behind.
Yuan Ming came to his senses and turned around to see Wang Dahu wearing only a thin coat.
The other person was wearing a single piece of clothing, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and his whole body was emitting heat, like a bun just out of a cage.
Yuan Ming quietly moved away from him and said, "Come over and join in the fun. Brother Wang, are you still moving? Do you need my help?"
Wang Dahu waved his hand and said, "I have already moved. I just helped the village chief and am about to go back to rest. Mr. Yuan, please come to my house and sit down!"
Yuan Ming could not refuse and agreed.
Wang Dahu was lucky. He drew the courtyard closest to the palace. Every ten households in the village shared a well, which was right at the gate of his courtyard.
"There are few people in my family, so we can only get a small yard. The village chief's house is big, with three guest rooms. But my place is also good, with a small yard at the back. I plan to open it up to grow some vegetables. When the family grows, there will be space for another house."
Wang Dahu seemed very satisfied with his new yard. He talked nonstop all the way. When they arrived at the door of the house, Yuan Ming was almost full.
Pushing open the red door was a small courtyard. There were several huge bundles on a cart in the yard. Wang Dahu moved them over and piled them here without time to clean them up.
The door of the main room in the middle was wide open. It was very empty inside, with only a set of tables and chairs. Yuan Ming was very familiar with it, and he participated in the selection of them.
There are two rooms on each side of the main hall, which are almost the same in size and layout. They can be used as bedrooms or kitchens, depending on the owner's preference.
While Yuan Ming was looking around, Wang Dahu walked into the room on the far right. Not long after, he brought out two bowls of water and placed them on the table in the main hall.
"We have tea at home today. Young Master Yuan is the first guest in this house."
Yuan Ming sat down and took a sip from the bowl. The tea was the most common mountain tea, which was fresh and refreshing.
"Very good."
Wang Dahu raised his head and took a big sip, and smiled widely when he heard it.
Sitting in the main hall, looking up you can see the tall and majestic palace outside. Wang Dahu said sincerely: "It is a great fortune for Xia Shi Village to meet Master Wang. If it weren't for him, I don't know how many years I would have lived in the broken thatched house, let alone marry Miss Liu."
Yuan Ming said: "Master Wang is a good man."
"Yes, I heard from the village chief that Xia Shi Village has always been very lucky. It has met noble people in the past hundred years."
Yuan Ming's heart moved, and he asked: "Has Xia Shi Village met other noble people in the past hundred years?"
Wang Dahu touched his head and said without any defense: "I just heard about it from the old people in the village. Those were sixty or seventy years ago. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"I wonder if Brother Wang is willing to share with me. I like to listen to stories from the past." Yuan Ming said.
Wang Dahu nodded: "What's wrong with that?"
He went to the kitchen to get the teapot, sat next to Yuan Ming, and told him everything he knew.
The present dynasty has been established for more than fifty years, but the story of Xiashi Village happened sixty years ago, in the previous dynasty.
At that time, the previous dynasty was on the verge of collapse, with disunity between the upper and lower levels, and the imperial power was lost. The heavy taxes and corvée made the people breathless, and uprisings broke out across the country.
The late emperor was the most courageous of the rebels.
At that time, the whole country was in chaos, and only a small piece of land was a paradise, which was the fief of the current emperor's brother, the King of Nanying.
The King of Nanying had his own army, and he loved the people like his own children. In the war years, he did his best to protect the peace of the area, and once became the guardian of the people.
But mortals have weaknesses, and the King of Nanying's weakness is his family. He can give everything for the people, but he can't watch his infant son die.
In the end, he could only open the city gates and welcome the rebels into the city.
"The rebels are not evil people. They are short of troops and try every means to absorb more people to strengthen the team, so the people in the royal city have not suffered too much damage."
Yuan Ming frowned. The rebels will treat the helpless people well, but they will never let the royal family members go.
"What about the King of Nanying and his family?"
Wang Dahu sighed: "They disappeared since then. Some said he fled back to the capital, some said he died, and some said he retired to the mountains and never cared about worldly affairs again, but no one knows the truth."
"Is Xia Shi Village the fief of the former King of Nanying?"
"The fief of the King of Nanying was very large, but most people forgot about the former king as they followed the rebel army to expand their territory. Xia Shi Village was established later, and the older generation was basically unwilling to forget the loyal followers of the King of Nanying."
Wang Dahu paused slightly: "But by my generation, basically no one remembers the King of Nanying. The village chief and others only hope that future generations will live a peaceful life, so they rarely mention the past."
Yuan Ming nodded. He was in the present dynasty but was thinking about the king of the previous dynasty. If he was not careful, he might bring disaster upon himself.