Volume 59 Chapter 15 Catastrophe (1)

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On April 16th, Tunzhou, Daode County, the day before the monument-opening festival, before the sun rose in the morning, the whole Daode County was already boiling.

Daode County is not actually called Daode County. Before 687 of the Black Iron Calendar, Daode County actually had another name, Anping County. However, after 687 of the Black Iron Calendar, Anping County gradually became Daode County. County, because on April 17, 687 in the Black Iron Calendar, an earthquake occurred in Anping County.

Fifteen years after the Taikoo Morality Tablet was born, in Anping County, there was a young man named Meng Shidao who was born on the same day as the Taikoo Morality Tablet. The moral stele became a fetish among many people in Anping County. In the next 30 years, the young man who realized the Tao under the ancient moral stele became a middle-aged man, and he advanced to the earth knight again. The influence of the ancient moral stele expanded to The entire Tunzhou attracted the attention of the world, and Anping County gradually became a moral county. Afterwards, Meng Shidao began to write books and said that it became popular all over the world. The so-called Tun Party gradually took shape, and Meng Shidao naturally , and became the leader of Tuntang.

In the next two hundred years, as Meng Shidao became stronger and stronger, he made more and more contributions. Meng Shidao, who came from Tunzhou, became famous all over the world, and finally became the teacher of the prince and one of the three princes. The great Situ, Tuntang's power spreads all over the world, and has the potential to stand shoulder to shoulder with the six major sects...

Just as people in Youzhou regard Zhang Tie as the pride of Youzhou, in Tunzhou, Meng Shidao is also regarded as the pride of Tunzhou by the people of Tunzhou. There are tens of thousands of them all over the country. In every city of Tunzhou, there are dozens of moral clubs. Even in the towns and villages outside the city, moral clubs are everywhere. The backbone of the swallowing party is controlled. At the beginning, joining the moral society was voluntary, but later, as the number of moral societies increased, the power of swallowing the party grew, and those who did not join the moral society would gradually be swallowed. The Party and the Moral Society reject and suppress it as an alternative. No matter what they do, there are many obstacles and all kinds of shackles. In this environment, those people and families who are unwilling to join the Moral Society have to leave Tunzhou and go far away. Find another place to live.

For more than two hundred years, with Meng Shidao stepping up step by step, there are very few people in Tunzhou, from wealthy officials to traffickers and pawns, who have not joined the moral society and can still gain a foothold in Tunzhou, almost extinct.

On April 16, the day before the Monument Opening Festival, many capable people in Tunzhou came to Daode County early in a pilgrimage by flying boats or airships. The whole Daode County was full of people, and the streets were overcrowded. Today, all the restaurants and inns are full, and people rushing to Daode County from the surrounding cities and counties of Daode County are crowded one after another, filling all the official roads.

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In the early morning of April 17, just after the ugly hour, Zhu Laosan, who opened a tofu shop in Zhujiaji East Street outside Huangyan City, Daode County, woke up.

He lit the oil lamp and woke up his thirteen-year-old son who was sleeping in the same room with him.

"Guangsi, wake up..."

The eleven-year-old child was sleeping soundly when he was ugly. Zhu Laosan called twice, and finally pushed his own son to wake up.

"Ah, Dad, what are you doing..." Zhu's third son opened his eyes, but his eyes were still sleepy, and he didn't react immediately.

"You forgot that Dad told you that today is the Monument Opening Festival. We are going to "Touch the Monument". We must rush to Hongyu Mountain before dawn. Hurry up and wash up, and put on the new clothes prepared for you!" Zhu Laosan's tone suddenly became severe. His son, who had been severely disciplined by him for a long time, didn't dare to say anything. He rubbed his eyes, got up from the bed quickly, and started to prepare.

Zhu Laosan is a widower. Ever since his wife died of dystocia in giving birth to his son, he has not been married again. He takes care of the child alone and lives in Zhujiaji with his ancestral tofu making skills.

Last night Zhu Laosan basically did not fall asleep. Although he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, the excitement in his heart made him feel extremely excited the day before the Opening of the Monument Festival. Difficulty falling asleep like taking medicine.

Since seven days ago, the president of the Zhujiaji Moral Society and the head of the Zhujiaji Pavilion handed him a big gift card and told him that he could take his son to "touch the monument" on this year's monument opening day, Zhu Laosan Already started to suffer from insomnia.

For this day, he waited for ten years. During these ten years, he donated almost half of the money he earned from selling tofu every year to the morality club concentrated in Zhu's family, so that one day he could get a piece of The big gift card, and then you can take your son to do a "touching the monument" ceremony on the day of the Opening of the Monument, see it with your own eyes, and touch the ancient moral monument.

Perhaps for some people, the ceremony of "touching the stele" is pious and sacred, but for Zhu Laosan, who lives at the bottom of society, he is not so pious. He joined the moral society because the entire Zhu family group If he doesn't join, he won't be able to survive in Zhujiaji. Even if he is a small business selling tofu, he may lose money, and there will be a lot of troubles at the same time, and the reason why he insists on completing it once The ceremony of "touching the stele" was a very philistine and realistic idea in his heart. He wanted to take his son to bump into the opportunity, and give his son a chance to be glorious and prosperous, instead of spending his whole life like himself. I can only stay in Zhujiaji to make tofu.

Zhu Laosan did not dare to hope that his son would be favored by the Taoist. Although there are seven or eight children who are favored by the Taoist at the Beibei Festival every year, compared with the annual Beibei Festival, they come from all over Taixia. For those children who performed the ceremony of "touching the stele", the number of seven or eight may not even have a one-ten-thousandth chance. I will come on this day, and at the same time, I will pick some children worthy of training to take back.

Zhu Laosan just hopes that his son can be favored by the leaders of other big cities, or that he can find a backer in the moral society in Huangyan City with the qualifications of "touching the stele" ceremony at this age, so that he can have noble people He is satisfied with a little help. For Zhu Laosan, who has only been able to make tofu since he was a child, this is a way for his son to get ahead with all his strength.

In less than a stick of incense, the father and son were ready. They each got a new dress, and ate some food at home that was prepared last night. Then Zhu Laosan carried the dry food and the water bottle, and carried the food with one hand. Holding a fluorite lamp, holding his son in one hand, he went out.

It was the middle of the night when we went out, the moon and stars were thin, the lotus pond next to the gate of Mr. Zhu's house was full of frogs, and the grass was full of crickets.

When Zhu Laosan took his son out, there were already many people in Zhujiajiyi who were helping the old and the young to go out at this time.

Many people greeted Zhu Laosan and his son when they saw Zhu Laosan and his son, and looked at Zhu Laosan with envious eyes. It has long been rumored that Zhu Laosan won the gift card of this monument opening festival I went all over the Zhujiaji, and in the entire Zhujiaji, except for the president of the Morality Club, only two families got the other two big gift cards this year.

Amidst the envious eyes and warm greetings from everyone in Zhujiaji, Zhu Laosan felt even more encouraged. He squeezed the big gift card that he kept next to him, pulled his son, and walked out of Zhujiaji with his head held high.

Fortunately, the weather is good today. Even if there is no fluorite lamp, you can still see the way by the moonlight. Zhu Laosan, father and son, walked out of Zhujiaji in a short while, and came to the outside of Zhujiaji, which is connected to the official road. On the hillside path.

Looking down from the hillside, although it is midnight, the entire official road below is already brightly lit, which is a bit more lively than the busiest night market. There are countless people, men and women, old and young, with their backs Wearing simple luggage, holding lanterns or fluorite lamps in their hands, they walked on the official road. Some young people, even without anything, just walked happily on the road in groups, all of them, towards the same goal. The direction is moving forward.

Zhu Laosan also pulled his son into the huge flow of people, and hurried along with the flow of people.

Zhujiaji is more than 50 miles away from Hongyu Mountain. As long as you don't stop, you can almost reach Hongyu Mountain before dawn.

In order to show piety, when approaching Hongyu Mountain for hundreds of miles, no one took carriages and horses or any means of transportation. Everyone walked to Hongyu Mountain with their feet.

"Father, my foot hurts..." After walking for twenty miles, Zhu's third son couldn't move anymore.

"Take a break if your feet hurt, drink some water, and then go..." Zhu Laosan untied the water bottle he was carrying and handed it to his son.

A few minutes later, although his son hadn't rested enough, Zhu Laosan continued to lead his son forward. When his son was really unable to walk, Zhu Laosan had a cold face and dragged his son along with him. Walk.

Along the way, Zhu Laosan was tired and thirsty, but still relying on his strength and persistence, he rushed to the edge of Hongyu Mountain before dawn.

Among the crowd who came along this way, more than half of them stopped when they arrived at the edge of Hongyu Mountain, and then automatically gathered in the dozens of huge squares surrounded by Hongyu Mountain. , in those squares, each square is comparable to a large-scale airship take-off and landing base, which can gather hundreds of thousands of people, connecting the roads leading to Hongyu Mountain from all directions. In normal times, there will not be so many people in these squares , and on the day of the Beibei Festival, all the squares around Hongyu Mountain will be overcrowded.

Because of the big gift card, Zhu Laosan and his son Zhu Guangsi, under the envious eyes of countless people, passed through two checkpoints, followed the repaired road, entered Hongyu Mountain, and finally resisted to wait again. After walking for a few miles, in front of Zhu Laosan, there appeared a long line like a winding snake that stretched for more than ten miles. The tail of the line was right in front of him, but the head of the line turned around. Behind a ridge.

Everyone was waiting, and Zhu Laosan had to stop.

People who come here are all here to do the "Touching the Monument" ceremony, and the "Touching the Monument" ceremony at the Opening of the Monument Festival will not start until the first ray of the sun shines on the ancient moral monument in the morning. For a while, so everyone is waiting quietly...