I received my adopted son in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 191 Which foot is the first to enter the door?
Ever since entering the mill, Zheng Tai's eyes have been on Old Dong.Every move, even every frown and smile, touched his heart.

Whenever Old Dong's movements were a little bigger, his body would tremble uncontrollably.

The scheme failed miserably, and his self-confidence had been crushed.

More than two months of torture during this period, as well as bad news such as Yuan Wei's fall and the defeat of the Guandong scholars, made him face a mental breakdown.

Since the meeting started again and the generals returned, he has completely entered another stage.

He can no longer even say words of begging for mercy, his eyes have lost the light, and he can't see the slightest ripple in anything.Only when he heard movement outside the door, he would suddenly become frightened and panicked, and his whole spirit would be in a trance.

Just like this, I pull the mill without saying a word every day, like a walking dead.It seemed that in the spiritual world, only the deep fear of old Dong remained, imprinted in the bone marrow.

"Mother, Taiwei, don't kill me, I can pull the mill, I eat less than a donkey!" After a long time of not speaking, his body was extremely weak, and Zheng Tai's voice was very dry and hoarse.

"But you don't do as much as a donkey." Old Dong's face was expressionless.

"I, I have read books and can read, as long as the Taiwei can let me go, I can do anything!" At this time, he no longer has any thoughts of fighting for power and profit, and maintaining the rule of scholars. Survival is the greatest luxury.

Old Dong smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth in the sunlight through the cracks in the window, reflecting a gloomy white light.

"Actually, killing you or not killing you now has no effect on the old man. Now in the entire court and even Luoyang, there is no one who dares to oppose the old man."

"Even if there are still people planning in secret, they will not accept you. Instead, they will be afraid that you are the old man's secret room, and will take you as a nomination certificate."

To Old Dong, this was nothing more than a truth.

But to Zheng Tai, it was as if he had seen a ray of light in the darkness, he endured the pain and tried to straighten up, and smiled obsequiously: "Tai, Taiwei...can you kill me or don't kill me, so as not to dirty your knife. "

"Oh?..." Old Dong's smile became even more unpredictable, and he said, "Then don't you hate me?"

"Ok?"

"This old man shattered your ambition, robbed you of your property, and tortured you for more than two months. Shouldn't you hate this old man?"

Zheng Tai hurriedly shook his head: "These villains have already thought about it. Political struggles are just like this. The winner takes all. The villain doesn't hate the Taiwei, and he dare not hate."

"On the contrary, after losing to the Taiwei, I realized that everything is false."

"The more people think, the higher their desires will be. When the desires are hard to fill, it will be the death of the gods and the dead. Fame, wealth, and great ambitions are not as important as An Ansheng's life."

"Yo, it's quite philosophical." Old Dong concluded with a smile, and said: "Okay, I will pretend to believe your words..."

"Every word of the villain is true, all from the heart!"

"Okay..." Old Dong didn't bother with him, and said, "I want to ask you one last question."

"what is the problem."

"Is the old man handsome?"

"handsome?"

"Is it handsome and unrestrained, like a jade tree facing the wind?" He shook his head as he spoke, posing as if he wanted to fly in the sky.

Dian Wei and Tian Yi looked at each other, and they were beyond shocked: This question has been refreshed again, their understanding of Lao Dong's shamelessness.

Zheng Tai didn't even blink, and just opened his mouth: "The Taiwei is not only handsome and handsome, but also has an extraordinary temperament. The villain has seen countless men in the world, but the Taiwei is perfect, like a fairy in the dust..."

"Okay, it's fine." Old Dong smiled brighter and said, "Just now was just a test, to test how much stubbornness and integrity you have left."

"Congratulations, you have passed the test perfectly."

Zheng Tai also looked forward to it, and said, "The villain won't need to pull the mill anymore?"

"Of course not." Old Dong flatly refused, saying: "At most, no one will beat you in the future."

Then, I brought the pen and ink I had prepared: "Come on, obediently write a letter to your brother, saying that after receiving two months of labor reform, you have deeply realized your mistakes."

"Now the old man is reforming the agricultural taxation and needs a little manpower. I hope he can do his best to serve the old man. If the writing is good, the old man can also promise that the food will be better in the future."

"Thank you Taiwei, thank you Taiwei!"

Zheng Tai, who was still hopelessly disillusioned just now, is full of energy now: "The villain will write it now, write it right away! If he doesn't come, the villain will go and persuade him personally!"

"Well, continue to reflect on yourself and insist on labor reform. I will come to see you in a few days. If you perform well, I will consider letting you participate in the agricultural tax reform."

"The Taiwei's great kindness and great virtue, the villain has no teeth to forget!" Zheng Tai knelt down and thanked Xie En loudly, unable to get up for a long time.

After he couldn't hear Old Dong's footsteps, he raised his head with tears streaming down his face: "Taiwei Zhai has a kind heart, I was really wrong before..."

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"My lord, did you really let that Zheng Tai go like this?" Returning to the lobby again, Dian Wei still looked a little worried.

"The old man has said that after Yuan Kui's death, he no longer threatens the old man."

Old Dong didn't bother to explain to Dian Wei what "Stockholm Syndrome" was. With his IQ and clear-cut temperament, he probably couldn't understand it at all.

Instead, he patted him on the shoulder and praised: "You did a good job in the mill, and you already have [-]% of the old man's skills."

"It's all Taiwei who taught well, but I'm not close to Zhu Zhichi, and close to ink is black." Dian Wei smiled shyly, and his simple and honest appearance was a bit cute.

"Yo, that's right, you'll be 'close to vermilion and red, and close to black and black', and this old man can't bear to deal with you."

"Deal, deal with?" Dian Wei was startled, and said, "Didn't you say that you won't be punished if you behave well?"

"Oh, you did well in the mill." Old Dong smiled and said, "But when you two entered the door, did you step with your left foot first, or your right foot first?"

"Left foot?" I must not remember clearly at the moment, and the two gave an answer casually.

"This old man hates people who enter the door with their left foot first!"

"Right foot!" Hearing this, they changed their words at the speed of light.

"Oh, the old man hates the right foot first again now!"

"Left foot!"

"Right foot!"

Tian Yi and Dian Wei looked at each other and gave different answers.

Seeing the dying struggle of the two, Old Dong couldn't help laughing: "This old man hates it the most... Well, when he entered the door, his feet were inconsistent. Go to the vegetable field in the backyard and make another [-] catties of fertilizer. Tomorrow the emperor will personally plow the field. The old man can use it."

"Tomorrow the Son of Heaven will personally plow the land?" Tian Yi was surprised.

"Farmers are state affairs. The emperor personally plows the land, and persuades the people to start plowing like a rite. Is there anything wrong?" This is Xun Yu's suggestion, saying that the popularization of composting technology should start from the top down from the emperor.

At that time, the composting technology will be introduced to the emperor, and the two will put on a show, which will be publicized by the bulletin.Xun Yu said that he can guarantee that from now on, Old Dong will be a well-deserved spokesperson for Dashi.

Hand-picked by the royal family!
"But the Son of Heaven plows by himself, isn't it usually in the first lunar month?" Of course Tian Yi knew about this etiquette, but he felt a little surprised.

"In the first lunar month, the Kwantung thieves swore an alliance. Who would dare to offend me at that time. Now that the jujube thieves have been defeated by the old man, what's wrong with making up this link?"

Tian Yi couldn't help but nodded when she heard the words, and she was full of praise for Xun Yu's suggestion: "In this way, firstly, the Taiwei can promote the promotion of composting; secondly, it shows that the Taiwei attaches great importance to farming, and gives some warnings to those fish that slip through the net."

"Thirdly, to spread it out can also declare to the world the political stability of Luoyang, and it is also a good thing to enhance the prestige of the Taiwei."

After finishing speaking, he nodded again and again, and said: "Xun Wenruo is indeed Wang Zuo's talent, but unfortunately, although the Taiwei sincerely invited him, he refused... Kukuku."

Dian Wei still didn't know why Tian Yi suddenly laughed, but after rolling his eyes, he couldn't help laughing 'kukuku'.

"Well... the Son of Heaven plows it himself, and twenty catties of fertilizer may not be enough, so let's use fifty catties for today." Old Dong's face turned dark immediately, and he left angrily, "If you can't finish the milling, don't eat!"

On the way, he still muttered angrily: "How dare you laugh at me!... Especially that Awei, what did you say to act quickly and try to leave the old man with a dead body?"

"Humph!"

Tian Yi and Dian Wei, who looked at each other, looked at each other again, and finally understood that in the face of absolute power, any bells and whistles are meaningless.

With a sigh, Tian Yi took out a wooden slip and wrote on it: Be careful, hold grudges...

Dian Wei took a quick glance, and saw that besides what was just written, there were also words such as 'lusty for money', 'cunning and shameless', 'moody'...

Well, the summary is really incisive, and the people are really accurate!
(End of this chapter)