Fortunately, Ding Hao was already on guard when he saw Ding Yuluo looking strange. At this time, in a hurry, Ding Hao didn't have time to think too much. He immediately shook off the big whip, raised his arm and waved it, and there was a "pop" sound, and the tip of the whip was like a spirit.
The snake leaped into the air and suddenly hit Ding Yuluo's wrist.
Ding Yuluo let out a cry of pain, and subconsciously loosened her fingers. The sword in her hand fell from her hand and disappeared into the snow with a "pop". She lowered her arm and looked at Ding Hao in shock. A line of bright red blood dripped down her wrist and splashed.
Sprinkle it on the fertile snow as white as silver.
Ding Hao threw away his whip, swooped over through the snow, grabbed her wrist, and shouted: "What are you doing, why are you committing suicide?"
Ding Yuluo said sadly: "If the war in Guangyuan goes bad, even if it is not because of the food and grass problem, I am afraid that the blame will be pushed to the Ding family. In any case, the Ding family cannot escape this disaster. The Ding family has caused such a big disaster.
, if the crime is judged, the men will be beheaded, and the women will be turned into official prostitutes. Now that I am dead, I can still live with a clean body..."
The Song Dynasty can be said to be the dynasty with the best rule of law among all dynasties. What is particularly commendable is that the Song Dynasty did not kill scholar-bureaucrats. Unless they committed serious crimes of rebellion, they were usually exiled. However, serious crimes still required confiscation of family property, such as those who became famous later.
Prime Minister Ding Wei was dismissed and exiled to Hainan, where he became a small minister and joined the army. His family property was also confiscated, and all four of his sons who were officials were dismissed.
However, this kind of grace system is only for scholar-bureaucrats, not for ordinary people. It means that the punishment is not as good as the official. If an ordinary person commits a very serious crime, or commits a thief or bandit, then his female family members will serve as official slaves.
It is still common for officials to send their maids into official brothels. In some places where the emperor is far away, "prisoners awaiting trial", that is, female suspects who are waiting for trial and have not yet been convicted, are even used as official prostitutes.
Ding Yuluo was a young lady from a wealthy family, so she was not afraid of death, but she couldn't bear the humiliation. Seeing the heavy snow and the cold weather, it was impossible for the food to be delivered in time anyway.
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After she finished speaking, she leaned over to touch the sword in the snow. Ding Hao was so anxious that he stretched out his hand to pull her. Ding Yuluo was a person who had practiced kung fu. She usually walked like a willow in the wind, so she didn't look powerful. At this time, there was a gap between the two.
The gap was fully exposed. Ding Yuluo just struggled hard and didn't know what method he used. Ding Hao, who believed that men's strength does not need to be expressed by muscles, jumped into the air and slid three feet away against the snow surface with a "swish".
How far did it go, and I fell dizzy.
Ding Yuluo leaned over and picked up the sword from the snow, and said sadly: "
"Death is not a big deal. Letting me die is really good for me... Dumb..., Yuluo is about to die. I call you second brother. I only ask that second brother will take care of my little sister after I die."
His body was sent back to Bazhou, so as not to live in a foreign land and become a lonely ghost!"
Ding Hao said in a hoarse voice: "Who said food will never be delivered, but there is a glimmer of hope, so we shouldn't give up!"
Ding Yuluo smiled miserably and said: "Hope? Where is there hope? With such heavy snow, food cannot be delivered anyway."
"Not necessarily! I have a way!"
When Ding Hao saw Ding Yuluo about to kill himself with his sword, he was so anxious that he suddenly thought of a way.
He jumped up and said anxiously: "I thought of a way, it might work."
"Aren't you deceiving me? Is there really a way?" Ding Yuluo wanted to believe him, but was also afraid that he was deceiving him into giving up suicide. He was worried about gains and losses, and looked pitiful to Chu Chu.
"Come, let me bandage your wound first..."
Ding Yuluo said anxiously: "Seeing that my life is gone, how can I cover the wound? Do you have a way? Do you really have a way? Then tell me quickly!"
Ding Hao told her his thoughts, and Ding Yuluo said in surprise: "Is this... really feasible? This way... can I walk on the snow?"
Ding Hao was surprised and thought to himself: "Do people at this time still don't know what a sled is?" He quickly replied: "This method, uh... there was an old beggar who kindly asked me when he passed by our village.
I gave him a steamed bun to eat. I heard during a chat with him that people in the far north use this method to transport things in winter, but... I don’t know if it is definitely feasible."
Ding Yuluo murmured: "It sounds very possible." She thought for a moment, then bit her silver teeth and said decisively: "Okay! Treat a dead horse as a live horse doctor, just do it this way!"
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"What are you doing, young lady?" Li Shouyin watched as everyone unloaded the mules, horses, and grain according to Ding Yuluo's instructions. Finally, all the carriages were completely destroyed. The axles and wheels were removed, and the entire carriage was turned over.
, the shaft and some wedge plates were fixed vertically under the empty car, and he couldn't help but look confused.
Liu Shiyi, the outside steward of the Ding family, stood aside dejectedly, his eyes straightened, and he murmured: "The Ding family is finished, the Ding family is finished, the eldest lady is crazy..."
Two tenant foremans, Chen Feng and Yang Ye, squatted on the side of the road, looking at the busy Minzhuang with melancholy. Chen Feng sighed and said: "The Ding family is finished now, and our good days have come to an end."
Yang Ye said disapprovingly: "Not necessarily, no matter who is the boss, they can't do without good crops. If you want to have good crops, how can you do it without local snakes like us?"
Chen Feng said listlessly: "I hope so, but if we find another employer, he may not be as kind to us as Mr. Ding."
Yang Ye said "Hi" and said, "Okay, let's see what happens to the Ding family. Let's... be content."
Ding Yuluo took off her leather hat and gave instructions hurriedly. Sweat dripped down her forehead. Her head was vaguely misty in the snow. Ding Hao was even more so. Because of his hoarse voice, he shouted out.
His voice was a little out of tune and sounded a little funny, but his tone contained a serious meaning that made people dare not laugh.
Everyone was busy for a long time. When all the cars were disassembled and assembled, turned over again, the grain was piled on top, and the ropes for binding the grain were made into fiber ropes, most people finally saw some clues.
The sledge is a means of winter transportation invented by the northern peoples. Initially, the people who lived in the cold and icy land of the north invented a means of transportation that was very similar to modern skis. This was discovered by travelers in the Sui and Tang Dynasties and was recorded.
, but it did not attract widespread attention from the Han people in the Central Plains. Later, inspired by skis, the northern peoples invented the sledge as a transportation tool, but no one in the territory of the Han people had ever seen such a tool.
However, they may not have thought of these things, but it does not mean that they would not recognize them after seeing them. As soon as they saw these things being placed on the snow, the grains were piled up, and the ropes were left, a discerning person would immediately understand the purpose of this and its usage.
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Chen Feng and Yang Ye stood up in shock and wonder, stretching their necks and looking at the sleds and sledges on the snow. After a long time, Chen Feng exclaimed: "Miss, is this going to..., hey! It's really amazing, she actually
I can think of such a way, but... can this... be possible?"
Yang Ye glanced at Ding Hao, who was busy gesticulating, and snorted: "Looking at your eyes, is this the eldest lady's idea? This is what that dumb guy came up with. Dumb... no dumb.
"At times like this, when the building is about to collapse and people's minds change, he still has this determination, this courage, and this mind. He is really a character."
The wind picked up, and the snowflakes began to float sporadically. He put his hands in his sleeves, licked his chapped lips, curled his neck and sneered: "Boss Ding is disabled. It's hard to say whether he can stand up again.
Ding Lao Er is a worthless playboy who only knows how to play hard on women's bellies. He is useless at taking care of the Ding family. If the Ding family has such a huge family business, if Ding Hao is in charge..., tsk tsk tsk, it's a pity.
A good reputation, lost a treasure that can shine on the lintel..."