I just want to build a city

Even with light fruit wine, Mr. Qingshu was drunk that night.

On the second day, the day of the first day, Mr. Qingshu was woken up by the maid. He only felt a dull pain in his head. This was the first time he was drunk in this world. He usually tastes wine, and he regards wine as a diet for recuperating his body. It was probably the parting emotion that caused him to lose the ability to control himself for a while.Thinking of this possible Haruki-kun, under the service of the maid, he put on the Chinese New Year's costume.It's not Yinshi yet, the reason why he wakes up so early is also because on the first day, he wants to be the master of the territory and worship the gods of the four directions on behalf of everyone, which is not much different from what Emperor Heianjing has to do, but it doesn't have to be so complicated. At least this time is to get up.

After Qingshu-kun was dressed and ready, Qingshu-jun led the crowd to the main courtyard.Beside the small altar built in the main courtyard, Todo-kun, Kaito-kun, Xing and others are already waiting here.He came at just the right time, which happened to be Yin time, the time to worship the gods of all parties.

There are no witches and onmyojis in the territory, so the matter of offering sacrifices is not that complicated. It just takes the best harvest from the manor this year and puts it on the altar, and recites the blessings written down two days ago.

After worshiping the gods, the altar cannot be dismantled until the incense is burned out, but they can go back and continue to rest.

Qingshu-kun waved away the crowd, and lay down in his tent to catch up on sleep. Before he fell asleep, he couldn't help feeling sorry for the Emperor of Heian-kyo at this time.Not to mention how much power I have in the court, I have to work so hard during the festivals, and after the worship, there are rituals such as court congratulations, and there is no rest at all, let alone sleeping back to sleep like him .

Mr. Qingshu went back to sleep, but also woke up outside the manor, and the villagers who worshiped the gods with the lord outside did not go back to sleep.One by one, they checked their own things again one by one, feeling that there was no hope, and wanted to take advantage of this last day to try their luck again.Tomorrow is the day of dedication they have set for the lord.

At that time, they will build a platform in the open space between the town and the manor.People who want to participate in the Consecration Day competition bring up the consecrated things, which can be crops, prey, or medicinal plants.

The second day after Yuan Day came quickly, and outside the manor, before Mr. Qingshu woke up, it was already bustling.

Qingshu-kun already knew about this festival the year before.After all, at the beginning, because of this festival, there was a lot of trouble.Now, Xing, who had already tied up a woman's hair bun, had already woken up early, waiting outside Qingshu-kun's dormitory. After he summoned him, she brought the maid into the house to clean him up and tidy up his appearance.

"You are only on the second day of your wedding. Others will do this kind of thing, so why waste this time with me." Qingshu Jun looked at Xing and put on the double bun that she hadn't even taken before. , Trying to ignore his current image, teasing Xing behind him.

Xing slightly lowered her head, silently revealing a slightly shy smile. "Today, the outside of the manor is very lively. Koichiro got up early to organize today's affairs."

"Well, it seems it's still my fault." Qingshu-kun raised his eyebrows.

"Nothing, Koichiro and I both mean that today is a festival set up by Zhuang Min for you, and the importance of it is naturally more important than our newly married life."

"That's right." Mr. Qingshu was fully dressed, stood up, and from the plate of cypress fans brought by the maid at the side, he chose a cypress fan with a white background and a picture of plum blossoms, which matched the white gauze and red dress he wore.Haruki-kun chose the cypress fan, held it up, and tapped on Xing's side. "Then wait until after this festival is over and rest for a while. I promise that you don't have to be busy with other things these days. These things, things after the first day, Nakata and his son can also do well."

"Yes." Xing and the father and son Zhongtian who were waiting outside knelt down and saluted together, and agreed.

The festive competition started in the morning. Mr. Qingshu walked out of the manor, and before he got into the bullock cart, he heard the laughter of children who were approaching and far away.

"I also want to participate in the comparison in the morning of the festival. Look, I picked up a very beautiful conch by the sea. Your lord will definitely like it."

"How can the lord like this kind of child's stuff." From the voice, this child is bigger and more mature.

"But, the lord is just a child." The owner of the immature voice was very innocent.

"Well, but... No... Anyway, the lord certainly doesn't like your things." The older child was a little unsure of what to refute by what he said.

"Pfft..." Qingshu-kun was amused by the conversation between the two children, and quickly covered his indecent smile with a juniper fan.Before getting into the ox cart, Qingshu-kun tapped Xing's hand that was carrying the basket with a juniper fan, and got into the cart without saying anything.

The bullock cart was walking slowly on the main road, and after a while, the voices of the two children were heard again.

"Ah, that is the bullock cart of the lord."

"Don't point with your fingers, you have to bow your head when the ox cart comes by. You are disrespectful to the lord." Listening to the voice, the older children are teaching the ignorant children the correct etiquette.

Qingshu-kun, who was sitting in the bullock cart, put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly.Xing, who was following the bullock cart, glanced sideways at the inside of the bullock cart, then left the convoy the next moment, and turned towards the big and small ones standing by the roadside.

Carrying the exquisite little basket, Xing walked up to the two children and stopped.What Qingshu-kun heard, the owner of that immature little voice was a little girl who was only three years old by visual inspection. At this time, she was holding a conch the size of an adult's palm, staring at Xing blankly, with a little twitch in her eyes. timid.

With a faint smile on Xing's face, he looked at the conch in the little girl's hand. The milky white conch has regular patterns. Looking at it this way, it is indeed simple and delicate, a beauty carved by nature.After looking at it, she lifted the cotton cloth covering the small basket in her hand, twisted something out of it, and held it in front of the two children. "Come on, reach out."

The two children stretched out their hands belatedly, and three crispy dates the size of bull's eyes fell into their hands, rolling in their palms, leaving a sticky feeling. The surface of the crispy dates had a little golden luster, unexpectedly It's a candy bar wrapped in honey.Although ordinary people are willing to buy low-grade caramel candy nowadays, they have never seen such a precious and delicious thing as honey, let alone eating it.The older boys were lucky enough to see honey once.

He is a child of the mountain people. One time, members of the clan accidentally found a wild bear making honey in the distance.That person was also lucky, he just happened to be standing downwind of the wild bear, and there was a light wind that day, so the wild bear didn't smell the scent.After the wild bear finished eating the honey, he was satisfied and left, leaving behind a pile of wreckage.After the bees failed to attack the wild bear, they had already started to move.The mountain man waited for the bees to scatter, and picked up the broken hive. The wild bear was savage, and a lot of honey was wasted in it.He brought these wrecks back. The child had seen them at that time, but they didn't taste them, because the wreckage of the honeycomb was finally dedicated to the lord of the Naping family, and it was offset. part of the tax.

Survival is more important than appetite.

The older boys couldn't believe it. Is this winter jujube wrapped in honey?Can they take such a luxury?

"Take this conch and go to the festival. The lord likes all kinds of novelties. Although he may not get the first place, he can still be liked by him. The lord appreciates your respect and love, let me take Here are some gadgets for you, take them and eat."

After all, Xing didn't wait for the two children to come back to her senses, and walked quickly back to the main road, where Kai Teng-kun greeted her at some point, and was standing there waiting for her to come back, the two speeded up together. With a quick pace, he caught up with the slow-moving bullock cart in front of him.

"Brother Yilang, is that the lord's maid?" The three-year-old girl didn't understand anything after all. After Xing left, she was not so afraid. She held the conch she picked up in one hand and the conch in the other. Two or three winter jujubes wrapped in honey candy asked the boy beside him ignorantly.

"Yeah." The boy named Ichiro came back to his senses and nodded his head.

The little girl held up the jujube in her hand. "Then, this is a gift from the lord to us. It seems to be wrapped in golden sugar, and it tastes sweet." The little girl couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and licked the honey sugar on the surface of the winter jujube. It was much better than the low-grade caramel my mother bought.

"Don't be greedy, this is wrapped in honey, but it is much more expensive than sugar."

"Hey~~ Then you can't eat it." The girl looked very pitiful. "Brother Ichiro, why don't you eat it?"

"Eh..." Ichiro thought about it while holding the three winter dates. "This is something that the lord rewarded. I will take it home first. Grandpa must confess it."

"Then what if it breaks?"

"Eat it before it breaks..."

"Isn't that still going to be eaten?"

"Oh, it's different."

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The ox cart slowly walked to the stage built for the festival.A group of villagers had already surrounded the not-so-large wooden platform.Most of them are in a group of two or three, holding their own things and wrapping them in cloth that doesn't look very old, so that people around them can't see clearly what they are carrying.However, the beaming look on everyone's face cannot be concealed.

There is actually no need for Fujido-kun and other samurai to come here, but it is their duty to let them come to maintain safety, so as not to bump into Genji's young master.Kai Teng-kun arranged it very well, at least for now there are no accidents.

Mr. Qingshu got out of the bullock cart, and sat on the wooden platform with tatami mats and futons that had been spread in the manor earlier in the morning, under the eyes of everyone.A case in front of the futon.The maids headed by Xing stepped forward, took out snacks from the baskets in their hands, and put them on the table.

Qingshu-kun officially sat down on the stage, and Kaito-kun also began to organize families of different ranks to come to the stage to show Qingshu-kun the best things that his family presented.

The common people have an inherent impression of the clan, and if they offer something to participate in the festival, they will really like it if they are placed with other lords.For example, among the medicinal herbs dug in the mountains, the most valuable is the ginseng that belongs to the mountain people, which is less than a hundred years old, but not too far away.Another example is sea fish or living things, such as tuna, a very beautiful pheasant, and even Mr. Qingshu saw piglets, which were also caught by the mountain people. Wild boars can be hunted and killed when they gather together, but they don’t After confirming Mr. Qingshu's attitude towards them killing wild boars, he spent a lot of effort and got three or four wild boar cubs.To be able to live in the mountains for such a long time, after all, there are some abilities that ordinary people do not have.

These three or four piglets, either intentionally or unintentionally, happened to be both male and female. Mr. Qingshu didn't show it on the face, but he remembered it in his heart. He had seen in his previous life that the meat pigs they raised were actually That's what the wild boar said, it's best to domesticate them from an early age.If you think of an excuse to eat meat in the future, it is not enough to rely on the villagers to hunt and kill.And if you hunt too much, you will be caught.I raised it myself, killed it, and no one else knew about it.

In addition to medicinal materials, living things, and of course, there were also some innocent children who came up on stage to knock on Mr. Qingshu with things that would make the adults laugh.Like the beautiful conch, shells, or beautiful stones that the little girl on the road said.Yes, there was a dirty-looking child who came up with a pile of stones and handed them to Mr. Qingshu.

"Whose family's child is that? He even came out dressed like this today."

"I don't know it, it's not from our village."

"I have never seen such a child in Zhuangzi."

"However, it is impossible for those who can come to this festival to be children from outside the territory."

For a while, the audience was noisy, and Mr. Qingshu really didn't listen to what he said.No wonder the villagers in the audience are like this. Compared with the children and commoners who came up before, this child is really a bit messy.Not to mention the dirty and torn clothes, which had holes and were not even patched, but were wrapped in another layer of clothes.The dark hair was also full of oil and dirt, and it was disheveled, covering the child's appearance.Even Qingshu-kun couldn't see the child's eyes clearly, of course it was because the child lowered his head slightly.

"Well." The child stubbornly handed the stone in front of Qingshu-kun, and the dirty hand almost poked him in the face. Xing and Kaiteng-kun who were on the side saw it and wanted to step forward to put the child in front of him. He was forced to retreat, but Haruki-kun stopped his movement by raising his cypress fan.

Mr. Qingshu looked at this child seriously, just like what he heard bluntly, since this child can come to participate in the festival, then he is a citizen of his territory. Now, there is such a person who is different from other villagers. In front of him, Qingshu-kun couldn't help but care.Will the taxes he set make it so difficult for such a child to survive?Thinking about it now, it's really possible. If the child doesn't have parents and family members, and doesn't have the strength to work, it's really hard for him to survive.The child looked older than him, holding colorful stones in his hands, which looked like beautiful stones picked up by the sea or in the stream.

"Is this something you want to dedicate to me?" Qingshu-kun asked the child kindly with a smile on his face.

"En." The child nodded very seriously. "He, they said... If you like it, you will give it something delicious."

It turned out that they came here for food.Mr. Qingshu laughed, but he didn't care about the child's dirty hands, just the hand he was holding, picking and looking at these stones one by one.I have to say that although these are just stones, they are all very beautiful, either in solid colors, or mixed with other colors to form a beautiful pattern.The one Qingshu-kun is holding now has white stones in the middle of the azure boulders, which looks like a white fox sitting upright all the time. He still likes it very much, and it can be used as a paperweight.

As he picked and looked at it like this, Qingshu-kun slowly dug out the rocks below, and was stunned when he saw a rock as big as the nail of his little finger.No, technically, that doesn't count as a stone.

Qingshu-kun put down the other stones in his hand, picked out the crystal clear thing from all kinds of stones, held it in his hand and looked at it.This special ore was at Qingshu-kun's fingertips, and the sunlight shone through it, and the light directly hit the desk.

"This..." When Kaito-kun saw what was on Haruki-kun's fingertips, he felt something familiar yet different.

Of course, it is familiar yet unfamiliar, the angular crystal ore woven into a red rope is a diamond with a high price in this world, and it can be formed naturally.As for the one in Qingshu-kun's hands, part of the surface is more rounded, and part of it has sharp corners, but it is also clear, but it is actually cheap glass in reality.However, the important thing is that this thing is almost impossible to form naturally!Glass, but it can only be formed by mixing sand at a high temperature of at least 1000 degrees!So, what is this piece of glass...

"You, do you like it?" The child was still speaking in a difficult way. When he saw that Mr. Qingshu was obviously interested in this stone, his pupils hidden behind his messy hair lit up, and Mr. Qingshu saw it. The child's eyes are a pair of eyes with aura, stubborn, unyielding, and firm eyes.

"Well, I like it." Mr. Qingshu squeezed this piece of glass, thinking about it, it was not impossible for glass to form naturally in ancient times. In an open place by the sea, lightning fell on the sand with the right proportion. And other substances melt to form glass at that point.Thinking of this possibility, Mr. Qingshu's disappointment intensified a little. This child probably happened to see this piece of glass by accident.

"I can, give you a lot, a lot! I just want something to eat, something warm." The child said this, but what he said made Qingshu-kun really unbelievable, even if it was lightning, the natural glass , it is impossible to have a lot, why does this child promise to give him a lot of glass, is it glass, or a diamond mine?He must not be able to tell the difference.

Mr. Qingshu opened his mouth, no matter whether the child lied to him or not, in his territory, he couldn't keep looking at the child, looking like he didn't have enough to eat and didn't have enough clothes to wear. "You don't have to lie to me. I know that this kind of beautiful stone is very difficult to produce. I will give you what you want to eat and wear, and I will also give you a house to live in. I will work for me in the future and slowly pay back That's it."

"No!"

I thought this matter was just revealed, but who knows, this kid sternly rejected Qingshu-kun's kindness, and also looked so angry, just like the previous life, Qingshu-kun The little dirty cat with fried fur that I saw by the trash can.

"If you want to exchange, I can give it!"

Obviously you are short of food and clothing, but still stubborn to make an exchange?However, what does he mean he can do?

In this era, no one can produce a high temperature above 1000 degrees.

Seemingly seeing the distrust and suspicion in Mr. Qingshu's eyes, this stubborn child simply threw all the stones in his hands on the table in front of Mr. Qingshu, and rushed into the crowd in the audience, leaving only said a word.

"You wait."

What are you waiting for, Qingshu-kun doesn't understand.That child rushed into the crowd, and no adult could catch him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in front of his eyes.

The appearance of this child seemed to be an accident. After a brief silence, the festival resumed its excitement and continued in full swing.

One by one, big or small things were brought onto the stage and presented to Mr. Qingshu for him to see.Mr. Qingshu had a slight smile on his face. Except for the shock on his face when he saw the stone in the unknown child's hand, when he saw the other offerings, he was always unpredictable, which made the audience The commoners have no idea whose items are more loved by the lord and won the first place.

In Qingshu-kun's heart, this festival contest was fruitless in the end, and most of his mind was taken away by the glass brought by the child.If, in this era, he can own the glass making process, will he still be short of money?The shoji gate is probably the most elegant in this era, but also the most fragile.

A slightly stronger wind can blow through the thin paper pasted on the shoji door.Especially Tottori by the sea.

You know, Mr. Qingshu has seen countless times when he saw the maids outside his dormitory getting up at night, holding paste and paper, patching here and there, there is really no time to stop.As long as they stop, the wind will blow into the room unscrupulously, freezing their master.

Just as Mr. Qingshu's thoughts were racing, a dark cloud suddenly gathered on the edge of the sea, and there was still a clear sky above Qingshu and the others.

"What is that, is it a god, or..." a monster?

No one dared to say the latter word.

That small piece of dark cloud became thicker and thicker, and finally, under the sight of everyone, dozens of lightning bolts fell, but not a single raindrop fell.

Looking towards the beach where the dark clouds gather, Qingshu-kun suddenly condensed a possibility in his mind.Abe Seimei had someone bring a message back to him, saying that the person he was looking for would appear in front of him this year by himself, and told him not to bother to find it.In this era, if someone can create a high temperature of more than 1000 degrees, it is a god who controls thunder and lightning, and a witch or onmyoji who has powerful spiritual power and can use lightning spells.

My God, is the woodcarving of Pixiu really useful?In this short period of time, he actually brought him the witch he was looking for, and the glass that could make a lot of money! !