I came back late last night and was so tired. I just got so shameless. I knew I was very shameless and despicable and not human.

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A carriage slowly drove into the boundary of Taiping Township.

The one who drove the bus was Li Jinglong, and the one who took the bus was Mr. Zhu Yunhuang and his father.

This place is adjacent to the Imperial Tomb of Fengyang Imperial City, and it is also the hometown of the old man. Because the old man’s Jiaguzhuang Village was under the jurisdiction of Taiping Township.

Taiping Township has a good name, because of the old man, it looks very prosperous now.

Looking around, the fields in the distance are neat and blue bricks and red tiles. Within the sight, there are large areas of continuous fertile soil fields everywhere.

At this time, winter wheat was just sowing, and many farmers in the fields were busy and caring for the livelihoods of the whole family.

Seeing a strange carriage slowly coming, many children following the adults in the field were curiously looking around. When a stranger came to the countryside, he was particularly surprised.

"The crops are so good!" The old man smiled at Zhu Yunsheng on the shaft of the car, "The ground is repaired smoothly. Look at the ground full of soil, there is no hard rubbish. This kind of land is easy to plant, and it produces a lot of yields! Alas, it's useless to tell you that you were born with a golden spoon in the palace, how could you know about farming?"

As he said that, the old man jumped out of the carriage, walked quickly to the edge of the field, and asked an old farmer who was bent down to work, "Hey, that... man, how does this place look like this year?"

The old man in the field looked up and seemed to be a few years younger than the old man. He grinned and said, "Look...it's just that? This year is a winter plant. The snow came late. I thought it was going to be drought. It was a few days ago when the snow fell to the extreme. "

Hearing this, the old man simply squatted on the edge of the field and continued to ask, "Are you top dressing?"

"If it snows, don't top-fat, then the snow will fall in vain?" The old man in the field smiled, "You rich man with fine skin and tender flesh, don't you farm at home?"

The old man suddenly became anxious, "Why isn't it? Our family has been farmers for generations! What kind of skin and tender flesh? Don't look at the pompous appearance of our clothes, your hands are full of calluses!"

"Not like!" the old man smiled again, "You walk like the master who is an official, with a majesty. How can we be like a farmer? You are a follower and a carriage. Who believes you are a farmer?"

The old man was stunned and couldn't help looking at Zhu Yunxiu, "We don't look like farmers?" He said, "We also plant a few crops in the palace every year, why are we not farmers?"

Zhu Yunxiu held back his laughter, "Grandpa Emperor, why are you not a farmer? It's just that what you planted is not the land, but the whole world!"

The old man thought for a moment, "We are not a farmer anymore!" As he said, he looked at his hand, "Who, after picking up the knife, he is no longer a farmer. Every year, he tinkered with that acre of three-point land in the palace, but he was just to spend his own time, and compared with others, he was indeed not a farmer!"

Zhu Yunxiu smiled beside him and said, "You don't plant crops now, but the crops in the world are prosperous because of you. Look, before you came, farmers were worried that there wouldn't be snowing and drought in the next year. But as soon as you came, it would snow soon."

As he said that, he looked at Li Jinglong, "Did you think so?"

"Yes, yes!" Li Jinglong nodded quickly and said, "As the saying goes, auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. Old boss, you are the auspicious snow for hundreds of millions of people in our Ming Dynasty. With you, you have a good harvest every year. The whole world has been serving crops for decades, as if you were serving crops. What the people get is a bumper harvest for each household, and under your rule, there are grains and grains for thousands of households without hundreds of millions of people."

Hearing this, the old man immediately smiled happily.

Zhu Yunxiu looked at Li Jinglong and gave the other party a complimentary look.

"You must be the one who flatters. Who can be so tall and so arrogant? So let it go? So without any trace?"

"You boy!" The old man stood up and patted his hands, "I've been talking nonsense all day long!"

At this moment, Guo Ying and Cao Zhen, who were following them, suddenly stepped forward and protected the two of them from the left and right sides. At the same time, Deng Ping and other guards also called out, forming a semicircle in front of them, looking behind them with caution.

"Driving!Driving!"

From a distance, the sound of urging the mount came, and then several knights in bright clothes and angry horses appeared in sight.

These people are not old, but they all have brocade hats and sable furs, not only are there good horses under their crotch, but also people are carrying eagles and following the mounts of hunting dogs running wildly.

"Bastard!" the old man cursed.

At the same time, the old man in the field shouted anxiously, "Several young masters, don't step on our farmland?"

It's too late, he shouts too late.

It’s not that he called it too late, but that the other party simply ignored the old man’s words.

A group of knights stomped on the fields as if no one was around, whistling away, leaving behind a series of arrogant laughter.

The old man and Zhu Yunqi were so angry that they were all trampling on the fields. They were rushing around. If the people in the fields had not reacted quickly just now, several people had been knocked down by war horses.

These people not only take the land seriously, but also seem to take the people seriously.

"My wheat seedlings!" The old man patted his thigh.

"Damn it!" Many young and strong men in the fields were furious, but they could only curse hatefully, then looked at their own fields with distress, pounding their feet and stamping their chests.

"My wheat seedlings! I'm so evil!" The old man looked so distressed that he ran over quickly, squatting on the edge of the land trampled by the horses, wanting to cry without tears.

Well, it was trampled in an instant and was in a mess.

For farmers, the seedlings in the fields are their lives.

The old man's face turned pale and shouted to a man, "You are just holding on to your ground? Why don't you fly over and kill them with one fork?"

The man carefully held the seedlings in the ground and cried with a sad face, "Who dares?"

"Do you recognize them?" Zhu Yunxiong shouted with a cold face, "Who are they?"

"Who else can it be?" Another man in the field said helplessly, "Are you the people from Guzhuang Village?"

"Hmm?" The old man's eyes suddenly froze.

Guzhuang Village is the old man’s real hometown.

"The people from Guzhuang Village?" The old man's face was gloomy. "They are all from the villagers. Why are they...?"

"I dare not climb up!" The man replied, "What kind of fellow villagers in the countryside? They are rich families, and the emperor is out of their villages. What are we? Not to mention stepping on the ground, they crossed the boundary in the village a few years ago and occupied two hills here, but no one dared to speak. When they draw water into the fields in spring, if they don't nod, our land will be dry!"

In an instant, the father and father looked ashen.

The so-called rich family refers to the first time that the old man returned to his hometown after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he named more than 20 families in his hometown Zhuangzi as the tomb guardians of the imperial tombs. He was allowed to use red vermilion doors and called them neighbors.

Perhaps later generations scoffed at the so-called tomb guardians, but now it is a good thing that comes from the ancestral tomb smoke, and I cannot ask for anything from the sky.

With this status, they can be like the scholars who do not kneel down, and all the fields under their names are exempted from taxes. Unlike the few times their father and father reduced taxes to Fengyang, they are exempt from taxes as long as the Ming Dynasty is present, as long as the descendants are in the Ming Dynasty, they do not have to pay taxes.

Moreover, after the founding of the Ming Dynasty, whether it was the crown prince Zhu Biao or the princes of various vassals who returned to Fengyang, they all gave these people gold, silver and cloth rewards, and even received them in person.

One person has achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven. I think it is not the first time to trample on the field like this.

Zhu Yunxiu looked at the mess after being trampled on by war horses in the field and asked, "Who were those people just now?"

The man in the field whispered and said nothing.

"You guy looks like a tiger's back and bear's waist. You are actually a coward. It's fine if someone step on your ground and you don't dare to say anything. You don't even dare to say who they are?" Zhu Yunxiu said excitedly.

"What can I do if I say it? His great-grandmother is the godmother of the emperor! The prefect Fengyang has to be polite when he goes to his house." The man said angrily.
Chapter completed!