On the sloping fields in the mountains, a thin layer of slightly green seedlings sprouted. They were far from strong, but there was a different kind of vitality rippling between the fields and ridges.
"Don't put more feces in it, otherwise it won't grow well!"
In the pavilion at the foot of the hillside, Zhu Yunxi was having breakfast with the old man. The early morning air was one part refreshing, one part moisture, and one part lazy.
The old man held his rice bowl and took big bites, his eyes fell on the terraced fields on the hillside, full of tenderness and care.
Zhu Yunxi served the old man a bowl of soup, "Grandpa Huang, please drink some soup. This morning Ning'er cooked the Korean ginseng chicken soup!"
"Let's try it!" The old man took the bowl, slurped it down like drinking herbal tea, and said with a smile, "Damn it, we are the only farmers in the world who can drink chicken soup when they wake up in the morning!"
"Yesterday, Uncle Twenty-one sent people to bring many tributes. Among them were several old wild ginseng plants, which were said to be almost three hundred years old. My grandson specially asked people to set them aside to prepare some health-preserving decoctions for Grandpa Huang!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile. .
Zhu Mo's original title was King Shen, which was later changed by Zhu Yunxi to the title of King of Han in Lelang (Pyongyang). He was naughty in the palace when he was young, but after arriving in the fiefdom, he was diligent and caring for the people. In terms of government affairs, other regions changed the way they treated the original Goryeo. The indigenous people were highly oppressed and exploited, the land was equalized and the labor force was low, Chinese schools were promoted, and water conservancy projects were built to improve people's livelihood.
At the same time, the former Korean nobles were attracted to work for them, so that the government orders were passed smoothly. However, the military orders were always tough, and those who were slightly dissatisfied and had second thoughts in the fiefdom would be killed. Every time they were discovered, they would be killed.
"What's the use of that thing? It's not as crispy as a big radish!" The old man curled his lips and ate the rice with broth. After two bites, he felt it wasn't tasty enough. He poured half a plate of pickles into it, then stirred it with chopsticks while continuing to watch. Looking at the sloping fields, "We are now looking forward to a good harvest of this thing. If it really yields tens of dan per acre, we will promote it everywhere immediately."
"Don't be too tired!" Zhu Yunxi advised softly, "I heard that your legs haven't gotten better yet, so you have to work in the fields with one foot deep and one foot shallow."
"It's okay!" The old man waved his hand, "If you don't move, you won't get better."
The two men were talking here, and Pu Bucheng came over and whispered, "Old man, Long Live the Lord, Song Guogong Feng Sheng, Wu Dinghou Guo Ying and others are here and waiting outside Zhuangzi!"
The old man was slightly stunned, "Why are you here?" He said, looking at Zhu Yunxi, "Did you beat them?"
Zhu Yunxi smiled and said, "Beating is out of the question. They probably figured out some things and came to you and your grandson early in the morning to express their loyalty!"
The old man thought about it and said, "You are just like your father. You don't say anything directly. You are so bad!" Then he said to Pu Bucheng, "Let a few of them come over!"
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Song Guogong Feng Sheng took the lead, followed by a group of old men.
They were all looking eagerly at the scenery in Zhuangzi in front of them. These old killers who had committed a lot of murders, arson, and fires all their lives, usually looked at the old people with a few whips, but there was a bit of blood in their muddy eyes. and murderous intent.
But at this moment, they looked at the lush crop fields in front of them, the lush vegetation, and the clear ponds. Their turbid eyes suddenly became calmer, and they even looked at the fragrant crops, with a look in their eyes like an old man's. of tenderness.
In the final analysis, regardless of the appearance of murder and arson, they are all farmers at their core.
Their fathers and forefathers were all honest farmers who could not beat a fart with three sticks. Once upon a time, their greatest extravagance was just to work the land with sweat in exchange for food and clothing like their ancestors did.
"When I was young, when I was seven or eight years old, my family's situation was actually pretty good. The few acres of land next to the Huaihe River were paddy fields. My mother raised pigs, chickens and ducks in the backyard. I am my father's forty.
The son I gave birth to when I was just a year old loves me the most and even gave me a dog to raise!"
"On weekdays, I follow my father to the fields, and the dog follows me. The dog is sensible and follows people's footprints. When a stranger approaches my field, the dog bares its teeth and leaps up. But he knows not to bite people randomly.
It’s just a scare!”
The old men looked at the crop fields in front of them. Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan, spoke slowly, his tone was sincere and peaceful as never before.
"It's a pity. A few years later, there was a huge flood, and the Huaihe River burst, and my family's land was depleted. The imperial court took my father and eldest brother to repair the river, and they never came back. My mother was ill and couldn't afford it.
If you don’t have money to get medicine, you’ll just have to die!”
The old nobles all listened silently, and their faces seemed to be reminiscing about the past. Although these old brothers have been together all their lives, doing good things and bad things together, no one can remember the sad things of those years.
Willing to say.
Because once we talk about it, everyone will cry.
He had never told anyone what Cao Zhen just said.
Guo Ying sighed slightly, "What happened next?"
"You will know what happened next!" Cao Zhen grinned, "I buried my mother, killed the dog, and after I was full, I came out to rob the road, hehe!" At this moment, his laughter sounded a little bit...
Complex said, "The dog was so hungry that he was all skin and bones. He probably knew I was going to kill him, so he lay there motionless, wagging his tail with his eyes closed!"
"After that, I never had a dog again!"
After the words fell, there was silence all around, and none of the old men spoke.
"Your Majesty, this village is really good. I remember my family also has a village outside the city, but I've never been there!" Feng Sheng said slowly, "I'll move to the village later and see if I can bring back what I planted back then."
Bring back the craftsmanship of the crops!"
"You can pull me down! Do you know how to farm?" Cao Zhen said disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that your Feng family comes from a wealthy family, and you have been the eldest son since you were a child." He said, laughing and said, "Second brother, tell the truth.
You, if you hadn't had so many strong men in your family back then, I would have led someone to rob him! At that time, Zhu Shoudu went to check on the sentry secretly and came back to tell me some ideas!"
Feng Sheng spat, "Damn you!"
He was different from these nobles who came from a poor background. The Feng family was a big landowner in the area. He and his brother Feng Guo had been reading and literate since they were young, and they formed a village with the villagers to protect themselves. They were different from other people who robbed homes and houses.
This is also the reason why although he is senior, his prestige was not as good as that of Chang Yuchun and others when they were still alive.
After Feng Sheng's scolding, the old nobles started talking about meat and vegetables again. Zhuangzi, whose eyes were full of green, suddenly floated with discordant words.
Suddenly, a burst of children's clear laughter came from the distance.
Everyone looked around and were immediately surprised.
A familiar figure appeared in his sight. His half-white beard and hair were fluttering as he ran. He was carrying a child with two braids on his shoulders. The child was carrying a small iron cage on his shoulders and a small iron cage on his shoulders.
He pulled the man's hair with his hand and smiled happily.
"Little Er Lan?" Feng Sheng exclaimed.
Guo Ying rubbed his eyes, "Prince?"
Running in the fields not far away was the man carrying six kilograms of blue jade on his shoulders.
At this time, Lan Yu also saw this side.
"Brother Feng, are you here?" Lan Yu ran over carrying six pounds.
Behind him was a pure white poodle, sticking out its tongue and never leaving. Not far away, the big eunuch was panting like a fish on the shore, out of breath.
"Why are you here?" Cao Zhen asked doubtfully.
"Help the old emperor farm the land!" Lan Yu laughed.
"Such..." Guo Ying suddenly reacted and knelt down and said, "Old minister, please wait and bow to the Crown Prince!"