The loneliness of the elderly mostly comes from the perception and sigh of life.
No one can escape aging, no matter how heroic he is, there will be a day when he can no longer walk or stand still. Especially the emperor, who holds the supreme power over the world, is particularly afraid of death.
Therefore, in the history of China, most of the emperors who reigned for a long time were virtuous first and then fainted. In the original time and space, the old man was like this for thousands of years. Although he was not fatuous, the emperors who emerged from the iron-blooded world became more and more cruel and swayed at every turn.
Butcher knife.
However, the old man is different now. He is old. He neither pursues the path to immortality nor acts recklessly like other emperors. Instead, he is like an ordinary old man who only hides his sorrow in his heart.
After his children and grandchildren took care of them and flattered them deliberately, the old man felt warm in his heart and returned to his former self.
In this life, because of Zhu Yunxi's existence, the old man's temperament was much more cheerful. There was not so much suspicion, and he was not so cruel.
Unconsciously, late autumn has arrived, and the one-third of an acre of land that the old man has carefully cultivated in the imperial garden is covered with golden waves of wheat. It looks like there will be a good harvest in a few days.
Damn it, let you peck at our food. Another day we will find a team of guards and shoot them all to death!
The old man was wearing a straw hat, patched coarse cloth clothes, and some of the cloth shoes were missing from the soles. He was angrily chasing birds away in the fields.
Originally, there were several scarecrows erected in the field. But as time passed, the birds realized that the scarecrows were just fake, so they flew over more and more frequently.
If you eat our food, we will stuff you all into the pit and roast them!
The old man waved the bamboo pole in his hand and competed with a flock of flying birds.
At the edge of the field, Zhu Yunxi was also dressed in coarse clothes. He smiled and said, "Grandpa, you talk about shooting these birds every day, but you don't call anyone to come! Don't be angry. My grandson will ask Li Jinglong to select some sharpshooters from the army."
Or else put up a net and stick these birds!
Hey, I just cursed a few times, but I can't really mean it. The old man watched the birds fly away, sat on the field ridge, took off his shoes and knocked the soil on them. Then he used the soles of his shoes to smooth the fallen soil.
He smiled and said, they are also alive after all, right! Since ancient times, people have cultivated the land, and they have been flying in the sky. Although they eat some food, they are still companions. If it is windy or rainy, they can also be there in advance.
Call a few times!
Besides, you are a good bird, why are you using a net to stick it? Isn’t that a plan to wipe out the whole family? If you stick it to everyone, big or small, there will be an infestation of insects next year!
Yes, yes, you are right! Zhu Yunxi smiled and helped the old man up, you are so smart!
Hehe! The old man smiled, it’s not a tofu heart, this animal is different from a human being. Everything is born with a purpose, and people cannot just follow their temper!
As he said that, he walked to the table, took a big bowl of warm tea and drank a few sips. Looking at the mature wheat fields, his face suddenly became sad again. Hey, starting from the first year of Hongwu, we will be with you.
Grandma has been playing with these fields for almost thirty years, and there is not a lump in the soil. We broke them all with our own hands. Now that we are old, so are the fields. When we die, no one will be able to plant them anymore!
Your body and bones are in good condition, don’t keep dying! Zhu Yunxi helped the old man sit down, and you will be there to guide your grandson in the coming year!
Just you! The old man squinted and said, you are as stupid as a donkey and can still farm? If you teach me, we will be angry to death, but you can let us live a few more years!
Then you can guide Liu Jin! Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
Our six pounds is so small, why do you think about letting him do farm work? This work is so tiring! Do you care about you? The old man was dissatisfied, and said with a cross-eyed look, what's the matter with you?
Zhu Yunxi was changing the old man's shoes. Hearing this, the cloth shoes in his hand moved back half an inch. What's wrong?
How many days have it been? It’s only six pounds of a single seedling. I haven’t seen you idle. What are you busy with? The old man’s beard is shaking. Ever since we had your father, your son has been like a dumpling.
Pot for pot!
As he said that, he rolled his eyes again, "You have to live longer! Otherwise, when we die in the future, there will be too few boys kneeling in front of the body, and our face will be dull!"
Life, life, life! Zhu Yunxi said loudly, "Don't worry, my grandson will work hard to die tonight, I don't believe it won't come out!"
Things in the world are still so strange. Throughout the ages, many pampered people have not prosperous children. But those poor people who work hard are always accurate.
Hey, if in a few years there is a boy with a naked butt next to the field, sticking out his butt to catch bugs, how beautiful it would be! The old man said happily, "At that time, we won't plant crops anymore, we will plant melons in the field."
Fruit, the eldest grandson will be given a fruit, and the younger grandson will be given a hawthorn, watch what they eat, haha!
The two men were talking about jokes. In the distance, Pu Bucheng came quickly with his three brothers from the Yan family, Zhu Shangbing, the eldest son of King Qin, Zhu Jixi, the prince of Jin, Zhu Youdou, the prince of Zhou, and others. There were also a group of palace attendants carrying them around.
Carrying lunch boxes and other items.
Zhu Yunxi followed the advice of Jie Jin and Tie Xuan, and ordered all the sons of the vassal kings to come to the capital to study. In addition to the direct sons, the eldest sons of the concubines also came. For example, Zhou Wang Zhu Youyi, Jin Wang's second son Zhu Jizhen and others.
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From their way forward, it was not difficult to find that there were different factions among the sons of the vassal kings. The sons of the King of Yan and the King of Zhou came together, and the sons of the King of Jin and the King of Qin walked together.
I am waiting to see Your Majesty, Your Highness the Grand Sun! All the princes came forward and knelt down to salute.
Everyone, get up. Grandpa Huang said there will be a family dinner today, so don’t follow so many rules! Zhu Yunxi said with a smile.
The old man didn't know where his interest came from today, but he suddenly said that he wanted his grandchildren to have a meal together.
Under the trees on the edge of the field, in the autumn breeze, the palace people have begun to prepare.
Let’s test you! The old man doesn’t dote on these royal grandchildren as much as he does Zhu Yunxi. How much wheat can one acre of land produce?
As he said that, the old man looked at all the emperors and grandsons, Zhu Youyi, tell me!
The eldest son of the Zhou Wang family, Zhu Youdou, is considered an honest child, while the second eldest son, Zhu Youyi, is careless. He usually likes to play with the second and third eldest son of the Yan Wang family, and he is also a spoiled child.
This... Zhu Youhuo was stunned for a moment, his slender face was full of embarrassment. He had been pampered since he was a child, how could he know how much wheat an acre of land contained, he hesitated and said, four...
..Five hundred pounds?
You don't even blink when you tell lies! How much land can your family produce? The old man was so angry that he cursed you. Fortunately, you are the son of King Zhou. Your family's land is in Henan, and the farmers mainly produce wheat. You can't even do this?
Do not know at all?
The imperial grandfather and grandson knew the crime! Zhu Youyi quickly knelt down to plead guilty, terrified.
Zhu Yunxi didn't have a good impression of this boy, and he actually had no less favorable impressions of his father, King Zhou. King Zhou was an outlier among the vassal kings. He had always won the favor of the old man with his erudition and benevolence, and he almost made him the King of Wu when he was young.
His fiefdom was Kaifeng, which was the richest place in the Central Plains. He also used the ancient palace of the Song Dynasty as his royal city, so his status in the heart of the old man was obvious.
However, it is said that when the prince Zhu Biao was here, he was very kind to his younger brother. Not only Zhu Biao, but also among the old man's sons, the King of Zhou was only on good terms with the King of Yan.
Zhu Yunxi knew more about this uncle Wang than his mausoleum. In later generations, he saw a documentary about the tomb of King Zhou. The underground palace was dug like an air raid shelter. There were also rings inside, and the underground palace surrounding King Zhou was all cave dwellings.
Generally, the burial pit of the concubines. The youngest among them was fourteen years old.
Come on, tell me! The old man pointed at Zhu Gaoxu's head casually.
The latter's eyes suddenly widened. He is a foodie who only knows how to eat.
Forget it, asking you is in vain! The old man glanced at him and said to Zhu Gaochi, "Just tell me!"
Zhu Gaochi rolled his eyes, "Grandfather, the land can be divided into good fields and sandy land, and the output per acre cannot be measured uniformly. But taking Peiping as an example, with careful cultivation of the best fields, the output per year is only one mu."
Carry around!
Well! The old man nodded, you have not forgotten your roots, you are a good boy!
However, most of the land in the north harvests once a year. In places such as Henan and Shandong, if the fertile land is carefully cultivated, it can be harvested twice a year. The yield of two-harvest land is generally less than that of one-harvest land!
Wheat has a small yield. If it is a land in the south of the Yangtze River, not only will it be harvested twice a year, but the yield of rice and other products will also be larger! Zhu Gaochi added, but as the saying goes, the harvest depends on God.
The weather is good. Even if there is a famine in the south of the Yangtze River, the people will not be too panicked. But in the north, if there is a famine, life will be much more difficult!
Good! The old man praised, this is what the prince looks like!
As he spoke, he squinted his eyes, looked at the emperors and grandsons around him, and said angrily, have you all forgotten your roots?