Bringing System to Great Tang

Li Yi and his party went in, Song De ordered Xunxin, and he also followed.

Xunxin leads people to stop the killing of pigs and chickens in the village, don't toss about it, it's too late.

The people insisted on killing, saying that they were taken home, and the whole village shared the burden together, and others helped to compensate for others.

"We need firewood, everyone get firewood."

There is no way for Xunxin, so let's change the request.

"There is firewood. I took a fancy to the firewood stack and opened the fire."

The village is asking for firewood, which is easy to handle. There is no shortage of firewood at home, and it is available in the mountains.

Dozens of steps into the mountain in autumn are enough to carry back the firewood like a hill.

Especially the pine towers and pine branches of wild pine. Pick up a large basket and hug a large bundle with a rake.

"Okay, dismantle a pile." Xunxin instructs the person to see whose firewood pile is suitable.

Staring at a demolition, there are grass curtains on the firewood stacks, and one family takes a little, struggling.

Remove one, once the villagers went to the mountain, one person took a little back and piled it up.

This kind of large firewood stacks are usually not used, they are all placed outside, one family next to another firewood stack.

There is another small firewood stack at home, burn this, take a walk on the mountain as usual, and then pick it up again.

The firewood stack is a reserve. In case of a sudden heavy snowfall, you can only rely on this to protect your life.

People in the village have coal reserves, lump coal, that is, piles of washed coal, built in a shed.

The billets made of coal powder are also stacked on top of bamboo mats or straw mats. People feel relieved when they see these things every day.

"Eat, eat, hehe! Demolition! Burn the fire."

A silly person came to help with a smile, his clothes were not bad.

"Yeah! Are there any village treasures in our village?"

When Xunxin saw the fool, he said to the village.

"It turns out that there was one who died of old age ten years ago, and the village is gone. We went to another place and invited a village guard to come back."

The village was happy to see the fool, and told Xunxin, please.

"Okay, please!" Xun Xin gave a thumbs up, clever.

He didn't understand before, it was passed on from generation to generation, saying that if a fool bears all the bad luck, the village will be peaceful.

Later, I asked the proprietor, and the proprietor said that if a village can take care of a fool, then the people in this village must be kind and united.

This fool was put there to call people to do good, and the child would play with the fool since he was a child, and bring food to the fool by the way.

If even a fool can't be raised well, does the village still have any hope? People calculate with each other!

Therefore, there are one or two in the village. Everyone is happy. If you don’t have it, go find one somewhere else.

A certain kid bullied a fool and was known by the family and promised to be beaten.

It is the same county where there are elderly people who need to be taken care of by someone to prove that the officials of the county love and settle the people.

What officials fear most is that as soon as they arrived in a certain county as the magistrate, the old people died in succession, and the evaluation guarantee was invalidated.

The foolish guards in the village do not guard the village with weapons, they guard the hearts of the people of the same village.

When people's hearts are better, public order will be better, and the relationship between neighbors will be harmonious.

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"This is from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, this is from the Western Han Dynasty, this is actually from the Qin Dynasty, baby! I have to take care of it when I bring it back."

Going underground, Li Yi doesn't even look at the piles of golden knots, which are worthless. Bamboo slips and written silk silk are good things.

Of course, the special jewelry in gold depends on the craftsmanship and may be valuable.

Li Yi checked carefully, and then sorted them. Fortunately, they didn't reach the point where they were broken at the touch of a touch. This later stage of maintenance was enough, and he had a way.

Li Longji and others put on gloves and followed.

"Xiao Yi, are you proficient in these things?" Song Jing frowned and spoke.

He couldn't see it when he held the bamboo slips, most of them couldn't see it. After Li Yi said it, he thought about it again, yes, it was almost the same.

"Also... okay!" Li Yi was embarrassed. He only knows a little bit. Some people who need bribes like antiques, so he learns.

But the other party generally likes porcelain and jade, he has little contact with bamboo slips, and his knowledge of bronzes is also limited.

He dare not buy bronzes as gifts. If he buys copper, he buys copper money, Tang Dynasty, Song Dynasty...

As soon as he touched something, the information popped up and told him what it was.

He felt very ashamed. He learned this thing and used it to pretend to be forceful with others.

But those who are truly capable have remained silent, providing him with all the help behind him.

"Xiao Yi this." Lu Huaishen carefully handed Li Yi a bundle of bamboo slips.

Li Yi started, slowly unfolding: "It is from Spring and Autumn, and what he wrote is also the content of the time."

"Sure?" Lu Huaishen looked at the content and knew how the bamboo slips were Spring and Autumn.

"Sure, it's... the person I'm following, what it teaches, it's as it is written."

Li Yi was sure that he couldn't be wrong.

It is written on the bamboo slips: Faith is not beautiful, and good words are not. The good ones don't argue, the ones who argue are not good. Those who know do not blog, those who blog do not know. The saint does not accumulate, if he thinks that he is a person, he will have more; if he is with others, he will be more. The way of heaven is good but not harmful; the way of the saint is not fighting.

Li Yi felt that the system just existed. Even if he found loopholes by playing cleverly, he didn't spend ‘money’ to read the information, and the system had not been repaired.

"Oh~!" Li Yi sighed, and instructed everyone not to move. After returning, he would deal with it. Even if some of them got wet or damp, he would be able to recognize the words.

"Priceless! Who put it in Luoyan Temple?"

Liu Youqiu sighed that the things in front of him could not be used for money, he wanted to collect them, but it was not his own.

"When our people in Datang have a better life, I will build a museum and put it inside for everyone to see."

Li Yi didn't want to hide and not allow others to watch. These things didn't belong to him, they belonged to China as a whole.

He cannot use it as collateral to issue currency, let alone sell it.

He plans to wait for a certain day to build a museum so that the people will know how brilliant his Chinese civilization is.

The ancients left these precious wealth to themselves, what did they leave to future generations?

Look at this set of bamboo slips next to it, a thousand-character essays from the Southern and Northern Dynasties, one life, one fall in vegetation.

When will the epiphany bloom? At least a lifetime has been gorgeous. UU reading www.uukanshu.com people in this life should also work hard to prove their existence.

Li Yi clenched his fist thinking about it, come on!

"The museum is good, don't you take the money?" Bi Gou suddenly said.

Huh! Everyone looked at him at the same time.

Li Yi smiled: "Old Bi, I'm fine. Next year, no, it's this year. The Ministry of Household's financial guarantees will increase. In this village, a million yuan will be the bottom line."

He guessed it, and Lao Bi said that with a serious expression on his face, seeing that he was pursing his mouth and clenching his fists.

"Xiao Yi, the old man also cares about you very much."

Yao Chong followed and everyone smiled.

"Okay, I'll cook braised pork for you when I go back to Zhuangzi." Li Yi expressed his thanks.

"Are you agreeing to make it for Wen Tian? To make a bowl is to do it, and to make a pot is to do it."

Yao Chong said as if I suspected that you would take me a mouthful of braised pork by the way.