LIGHTNOVELWORLD I am a child of Daqin Xiong, who supervises the country at the age of eight
Chapter 37 Nonsense
Chapter 37 Nonsense
Follow what Ying Changsheng said.
A group of people just started digging.
In the imperial garden, a total of about five acres of crops were planted, and half an acre was destroyed by Hu Hai, the bastard. Right now, the remaining potatoes are two and a half acres, and there are two acres of sweet potatoes.
The overall quantity is not too much, so following Ying Changsheng's order, everyone began to harvest.
The eunuchs in the palace work fairly quickly.
After a while, several potatoes were dug out.
But I saw that under the potato was a big plump fruit.
The people watching are in a good mood!
"This potato is not small. There are so many fruits in just one potato!"
Seeing this situation, Fusu's eyes lit up immediately.
And Zhang Liang was also pleasantly surprised.
"If everything is like this, it is not impossible for this mu of land to yield seventy or eighty mu!"
After all, Zhang Liang couldn't bear the loneliness, he stepped forward, took a shovel from an eunuch, and started digging.
In less than half an hour, everyone successfully harvested one mu of land.
All I saw were piles of potatoes piled in the fields. The sheer quantity was really shocking.
"The total of these is estimated to be nearly a hundred stones!"
Although they were very tired when harvesting, Zhang Liang, Fu Su and others were full of excitement and joy.
Even Zhang Cang, who was not able to work in the field because of his too heavy weight, said excitedly with a red face.
"Yes, the yield of this potato is really high, but I don't know how it tastes..."
"Tastes great!"
Fu Su smiled and said to Zhang Cang.
At the same time, just as a group of people were harvesting potatoes here, by the way, they ordered someone to weigh the harvested potatoes, how many were there in total.
Located in Xianyang Palace.
Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue received reports from their subordinates.
"The eldest son and the nineteenth son are actually working in the imperial garden?"
Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue's expressions suddenly darkened.
"This, what kind of system is this?"
"Yes, the eldest son will inherit the country of Qin in the future, and the nineteenth son is now the supervisor of the country. Their relationship is not light. How can they do such a thing?"
"That's right, it's really polite and happy!"
The two are sobbing.
Confucian scholars talk about loving the people.
However, in their bones, they are the ones who value class the most.
In their eyes, they are superior, the emperor is superior, and the common people?
That is humanoid livestock.
After all, that’s what they’re going to do with their revival of Zhou Li!
At this moment, Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue shook their heads again and again, and then Mao Jiao, who was famous in the Great Qin Dynasty for his admonishment, opened his mouth after thinking about it.
"It's not as good as these. The eldest son is waiting for me. These days, he is a little cold. You might as well take this opportunity to go to the palace to persuade the eldest son..."
"And let the eldest son know the humble words and righteousness of our Confucian scholars?"
"Exactly what I want!"
Chunyu Yue agreed with Mao Jiao's words, and immediately, the two got up and walked towards the palace.
At this time, with the work, everyone was a little hungry.
This is normal.
After all, the physical exertion when working is naturally much greater than at other times.
Ying Changsheng directly ordered the eunuch to get some firewood, then picked out a dozen of the potatoes that had just been harvested, and roasted them in the fire.
Prepare to eat a few steaming baked potatoes later.
Unexpectedly, the potatoes were still eaten, but there was a report from the guards outside.
"Eldest son, nineteenth son, Mao Jiao, Chun Yuyue, and a group of Confucian scholars, come to see me!"
"Oh?"
In the field, looking at the mountains of potatoes, Fusu who couldn't hold back his smile suddenly frowned.
These days, he is obviously a little alienated from these Confucian scholars.
Today, what are these Confucian scholars here for?
Just as Fusu frowned and thought, Ying Changsheng said with a smile.
"Since they're here, let them in!"
"Nineteenth Brother..."
Fu Su immediately looked at Ying Changsheng.
I don't understand, Ying Changsheng did this, but Ying Changsheng said with a smile.
"Although Confucian scholars are useless, in this world, every piece of shit has its uses. It can be used as fertilizer, to fertilize the fields, let alone their living beings?"
Hearing the metaphor of Ying Changsheng, Fu Su just couldn't laugh or cry.
Co-authored, in the eyes of Ying Changsheng, Confucian scholars are like shit?
At this time, outside, Mao Jiao, Chun Yuyue, and twenty or so Confucian scholars brought over by them were led into the imperial garden.
"Chen Maojiao, kowtow to His Royal Highness Jian Guo, kowtow to the eldest son!"
"Chen Chunyu Yue, please greet His Royal Highness Jian Guo, please greet the eldest son!"
Two big Confucian scholars bowed to the ground, and behind them, dozens of Confucian scholars also knelt to the ground to salute.
"Mao Jiao, Chunyu Yue, what is the purpose of the two of you coming to the palace?"
Ying Changsheng was the first to ask, although Fusu is the eldest son, but now, in the Great Qin court, he is the supervisor of the state.
Therefore, in theory, his rank is slightly higher than that of Fusu.
"Chen Maojiao, I want to admonish you!"
Mao Jiao's heartbroken face looked at the eldest son Fusu's muddy clothes and arms in front of him.
"Eldest son, His Royal Highness Jian Guo, what a noble status, how, how could they, go to the ground in person, in person, in this imperial garden, messing around..."
"You mean, my nineteenth brother and I are messing around here?"
Fu Su was furious immediately.
"Do you know how useful the crops in this field are to my Great Qin?"
"No matter how useful it is, you don't need to go to the ground with the nineteenth son in person. You only need to send a few servants to do it!"
Chun Yuyue, who was on the side, said very frankly.
These Confucian scholars are so pedantic.
In their eyes, any identity can only do their own duty.
Just like Fusu and Ying Changsheng, they should not leave their identities to do these dirty jobs.
These things are done by those lowly Guizhou officials...
The so-called love for the people and benevolence of the Confucian scholars are nothing more than the sympathy that the rulers radiate towards the "humanoid animals" at the bottom when they are high above them!
"absurd!"
Hearing the words of the Confucian scholars in front of him, Ying Changsheng couldn't stop sneering!
"In this world, even my father, the emperor, also goes to the fields during spring plowing to set an example for the people of the world. Even if you are a Confucian, you dare to make noise here!"
"That's right, this potato yields tens of stones per mu, which is beneficial to the country and the people. The nineteenth son and the eldest son went to the field to harvest it in person. This is clearly a good story. How did it become something disrespectful and unethical in your mouths?" gone?"
Zhang Liang also said with a sneer.
He studied Huang Lao's theory, and he was born to be at odds with Confucian scholars, and he was an enemy.
(End of this chapter)
Follow what Ying Changsheng said.
A group of people just started digging.
In the imperial garden, a total of about five acres of crops were planted, and half an acre was destroyed by Hu Hai, the bastard. Right now, the remaining potatoes are two and a half acres, and there are two acres of sweet potatoes.
The overall quantity is not too much, so following Ying Changsheng's order, everyone began to harvest.
The eunuchs in the palace work fairly quickly.
After a while, several potatoes were dug out.
But I saw that under the potato was a big plump fruit.
The people watching are in a good mood!
"This potato is not small. There are so many fruits in just one potato!"
Seeing this situation, Fusu's eyes lit up immediately.
And Zhang Liang was also pleasantly surprised.
"If everything is like this, it is not impossible for this mu of land to yield seventy or eighty mu!"
After all, Zhang Liang couldn't bear the loneliness, he stepped forward, took a shovel from an eunuch, and started digging.
In less than half an hour, everyone successfully harvested one mu of land.
All I saw were piles of potatoes piled in the fields. The sheer quantity was really shocking.
"The total of these is estimated to be nearly a hundred stones!"
Although they were very tired when harvesting, Zhang Liang, Fu Su and others were full of excitement and joy.
Even Zhang Cang, who was not able to work in the field because of his too heavy weight, said excitedly with a red face.
"Yes, the yield of this potato is really high, but I don't know how it tastes..."
"Tastes great!"
Fu Su smiled and said to Zhang Cang.
At the same time, just as a group of people were harvesting potatoes here, by the way, they ordered someone to weigh the harvested potatoes, how many were there in total.
Located in Xianyang Palace.
Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue received reports from their subordinates.
"The eldest son and the nineteenth son are actually working in the imperial garden?"
Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue's expressions suddenly darkened.
"This, what kind of system is this?"
"Yes, the eldest son will inherit the country of Qin in the future, and the nineteenth son is now the supervisor of the country. Their relationship is not light. How can they do such a thing?"
"That's right, it's really polite and happy!"
The two are sobbing.
Confucian scholars talk about loving the people.
However, in their bones, they are the ones who value class the most.
In their eyes, they are superior, the emperor is superior, and the common people?
That is humanoid livestock.
After all, that’s what they’re going to do with their revival of Zhou Li!
At this moment, Mao Jiao and Chun Yuyue shook their heads again and again, and then Mao Jiao, who was famous in the Great Qin Dynasty for his admonishment, opened his mouth after thinking about it.
"It's not as good as these. The eldest son is waiting for me. These days, he is a little cold. You might as well take this opportunity to go to the palace to persuade the eldest son..."
"And let the eldest son know the humble words and righteousness of our Confucian scholars?"
"Exactly what I want!"
Chunyu Yue agreed with Mao Jiao's words, and immediately, the two got up and walked towards the palace.
At this time, with the work, everyone was a little hungry.
This is normal.
After all, the physical exertion when working is naturally much greater than at other times.
Ying Changsheng directly ordered the eunuch to get some firewood, then picked out a dozen of the potatoes that had just been harvested, and roasted them in the fire.
Prepare to eat a few steaming baked potatoes later.
Unexpectedly, the potatoes were still eaten, but there was a report from the guards outside.
"Eldest son, nineteenth son, Mao Jiao, Chun Yuyue, and a group of Confucian scholars, come to see me!"
"Oh?"
In the field, looking at the mountains of potatoes, Fusu who couldn't hold back his smile suddenly frowned.
These days, he is obviously a little alienated from these Confucian scholars.
Today, what are these Confucian scholars here for?
Just as Fusu frowned and thought, Ying Changsheng said with a smile.
"Since they're here, let them in!"
"Nineteenth Brother..."
Fu Su immediately looked at Ying Changsheng.
I don't understand, Ying Changsheng did this, but Ying Changsheng said with a smile.
"Although Confucian scholars are useless, in this world, every piece of shit has its uses. It can be used as fertilizer, to fertilize the fields, let alone their living beings?"
Hearing the metaphor of Ying Changsheng, Fu Su just couldn't laugh or cry.
Co-authored, in the eyes of Ying Changsheng, Confucian scholars are like shit?
At this time, outside, Mao Jiao, Chun Yuyue, and twenty or so Confucian scholars brought over by them were led into the imperial garden.
"Chen Maojiao, kowtow to His Royal Highness Jian Guo, kowtow to the eldest son!"
"Chen Chunyu Yue, please greet His Royal Highness Jian Guo, please greet the eldest son!"
Two big Confucian scholars bowed to the ground, and behind them, dozens of Confucian scholars also knelt to the ground to salute.
"Mao Jiao, Chunyu Yue, what is the purpose of the two of you coming to the palace?"
Ying Changsheng was the first to ask, although Fusu is the eldest son, but now, in the Great Qin court, he is the supervisor of the state.
Therefore, in theory, his rank is slightly higher than that of Fusu.
"Chen Maojiao, I want to admonish you!"
Mao Jiao's heartbroken face looked at the eldest son Fusu's muddy clothes and arms in front of him.
"Eldest son, His Royal Highness Jian Guo, what a noble status, how, how could they, go to the ground in person, in person, in this imperial garden, messing around..."
"You mean, my nineteenth brother and I are messing around here?"
Fu Su was furious immediately.
"Do you know how useful the crops in this field are to my Great Qin?"
"No matter how useful it is, you don't need to go to the ground with the nineteenth son in person. You only need to send a few servants to do it!"
Chun Yuyue, who was on the side, said very frankly.
These Confucian scholars are so pedantic.
In their eyes, any identity can only do their own duty.
Just like Fusu and Ying Changsheng, they should not leave their identities to do these dirty jobs.
These things are done by those lowly Guizhou officials...
The so-called love for the people and benevolence of the Confucian scholars are nothing more than the sympathy that the rulers radiate towards the "humanoid animals" at the bottom when they are high above them!
"absurd!"
Hearing the words of the Confucian scholars in front of him, Ying Changsheng couldn't stop sneering!
"In this world, even my father, the emperor, also goes to the fields during spring plowing to set an example for the people of the world. Even if you are a Confucian, you dare to make noise here!"
"That's right, this potato yields tens of stones per mu, which is beneficial to the country and the people. The nineteenth son and the eldest son went to the field to harvest it in person. This is clearly a good story. How did it become something disrespectful and unethical in your mouths?" gone?"
Zhang Liang also said with a sneer.
He studied Huang Lao's theory, and he was born to be at odds with Confucian scholars, and he was an enemy.
(End of this chapter)
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