Daming heir

Chapter 479

The sweet potato field on the shore of Lake Piwa under Zhongshan Mountain is full of bustling labor scenes.

At the beginning, when only the officials of the Shanglin Court were present, some worked hard and some were lazy.

But when Zhu Yunxi and others came down from Zhongshan Mountain and Xie Jin walked into the sweet potato field with a hoe, no one dared to be lazy anymore.

The cabinet minister, Xie Hanlin, dug the sweet potatoes himself, and spared no effort in doing the work. This made those supervisors who were resentful in their hearts afraid to say more, and could only keep their heads down and do the work at hand.

And as Zhu Yunxi also dug up sweet potatoes in the ground with a hoe, the movements of people's hands became tacitly faster.

"This is Mr. Xiege's class today?"

An official from the Shanglin Court Supervisor, even though he knew what was going to happen today, still asked with some doubts and uncertainties.

Yuan Sutai hid under the pergola and did not participate in the labor in the sweet potato field.

He took a serious look at Zhu Yunxi and Xie Jin who were digging sweet potatoes with familiar hands and feet, with smiles on their faces.

Then he softly asked the subordinates of this yamen: "What do you feel when you see the grandson reconciling with elder Xiege?"

Everyone in Shanglin Court was taken aback for a moment.

The young master's question seemed a bit abrupt, and everyone couldn't help turning their heads to look at the emperor's grandson and Xie Ge's elders who were not far away in the sweet potato field.

Digging sweet potatoes is a coordinated task. Someone has to cut the sweet potato vines first, then someone wields a hoe to dig the sweet potatoes, and finally someone has to pick up the dug sweet potatoes.

Among them, digging sweet potatoes with a hoe is the most tiring thing.

However, both the grandson of the emperor and the elder Xie Ge chose to dig sweet potatoes.

Someone answered in a low voice at this time: "Whether it is His Highness or the old man, they are very skilled in hands and feet. Although they are not as good as the old farmers in the field, they are not worse than me."

The officials of the Shanglin Yuanjian will farm the land, which has been more emphasized in the past two years.

The man opened his mouth, and everyone understood.

"It really is!"

"I didn't realize it just now, but looking at it now, His Highness and Ge Lao are so familiar with this kind of farming!"

Someone reacted and sighed in surprise.

"The grandson is busy with the country, and the old man is worried about the government. When will he be free to experience farming and mulberry? Why is he so proficient?"

Yuan Sutai shook his head and said with a light smile: "I am worried about the agriculture and mulberry in the country, and my hands have calluses from farming. My shoulders are exposed to the sun, and the sweat drips down on the loess. If you have the heart, you don't do it often, and you know how to do it. If you don't have farming and mulberry in your heart, your clothes Come and stretch out your hands to eat and open your mouth, even if you have free time, you don't want to be concerned about Nong Sang."

The crowd fell silent.

Master Shao's words are rough and reasonable, anyone in the world who has farming and mulberry in their hearts can roll up their trousers and go down to the field.

Just like them, the subordinate officials of Shanglin Yuanjian.

Counting ten or twenty years ahead, which one did not also enter the officialdom while reading the Four Books and Five Classics.After a few years in Shanglin Court Prison, even if I didn't know it before, I've seen it all.

"So Mr. Xiege's class today is to let the supervisors of the Imperial College know the hardships of Nongsang?"

Yuan Sutai nodded and said: "How many people only know that a scoop and a drink every day grow out of the ground, but they don't know how much sweat it takes to eat that bowl of rice.

People in the world shouldn't be like this, at least these students who read sage articles and aspire to serve the country in the future shouldn't be like this.

This is also the reason why Mr. Xie Ge came to my Shanglinyuan supervisor today to teach the supervisors. "

Everyone nodded in understanding, and once again looked at the grandson of the emperor and the elder Xiege in the sweet potato field.

At this moment, Zhu Yunxi and Xie Jin were just concentrating on lowering their heads, waving the hoes in their hands, and constantly digging up the ridges where the sweet potatoes were buried.

Xie Jin only saw the sweet potato field in front of him.

But Zhu Yunxi glanced at this from time to time.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sun in the sky became bigger and bigger, making people's scalps itchy and sweaty on their backs.

Unknowingly, the entire sweet potato field lost people's voices, leaving only the sounds of sickles cutting, hoes digging soil, and sweet potatoes being put into baskets.

Some people wanted to rest, but when they looked up, they could see that Taisun and Ge Lao were still insisting, and no one dared to rest in front of these two.

"What exactly is this going to do?" A prison student in the distance began to vent his dissatisfaction to his companions in a low voice.

The companion pouted: "What else can I do? Isn't it just digging sweet potatoes?"

"Can digging sweet potatoes also lead to great truths? Taisun Hejie doesn't stop, who of us dares to stop? Isn't this set up for us all?"

"Let's work with peace of mind. Can you and I be more expensive than Your Highness and Ge Laojin? Both of them can do it, so can we say we can't do it?"

"..."

"Do it slowly! If you really do this for a whole day, I'm afraid you will be lying in the house for ten days."

"Make more movement and less effort, so we all save some strength."

"..."

These dissatisfied cabinet ministers turned into supervising students digging sweet potatoes, and gradually changed from dissatisfaction and venting to posturing.

And outside the prison of Shanglinyuan.

Zou Xueyu's eyebrows can crush a whole walnut.

Less than half an hour ago, in order to prevent the students from the Imperial College from making any further disturbances, the Yamen of Ying Tianzhi prefect immediately arranged for officers from one prefecture and two counties to the Imperial College.

But when people from one prefecture and two counties arrived at the Guozijian with great difficulty, they found that the entire Guozijian had already been emptied, and the courtyard of the classroom was completely empty, with no one in sight.

Zou Xueyu, who ran away, almost passed out on the spot.

It was not until the government servants from the northern city rushed over to report, that the prefect's yamen knew that the students from the Guozijian had left the city early in the morning to go to the Linyuan prison.

Is the Imperial College going to make a fuss about Shanglin Yuanjian?

These are two places that can't go together at all.

On the spot, Zou Xueyu came up with the idea of ​​sealing up the Guozijian immediately. After calming down for a while, Zou Xueyu led people to the Linyuanjian without stopping.

In this way, it took another half an hour of hard work.

Zou Xueyu was sweating profusely when he left, but he finally saw the yamen of Shanglin Yuanjian.

"His Royal Highness reconcile elder is in Shanglin Court today?"

Zou Xueyu looked at the Jin Yiwei and Shangzhiqin military guards outside the Shanglinyuan prison yamen, and asked the porter in front of the yamen.

The gatekeeper of Shanglin Court Supervisor nodded: "Go back to the magistrate, His Highness and Ge Lao are both in the sweet potato field behind the yamen, and the young master is also there to accompany you."

So, Zou Xueyu's brows tightened a little more.

"Are the people from the Imperial College behind?"

The concierge stared at Zou Xueyu strangely, nodded and said, "Yes."

Zou Xueyu immediately turned his head to look at the subordinate officials behind him: "Let's go!"

He was really scared.

Even if the grandson, elder Ge, young teacher, and those from the Imperial College were all in the Shanglin Court, Zou Xueyu was still afraid that something would happen again, and his yamen, the prefect of Yingtian, would eventually become the place to take the blame.

After all, the Shanglinyuan Supervisory Office is also on the territory of Ying Tianfu.

"Fu Zun..."

But when Zou Xueyu was about to bring the magistrate's yamen into Shanglinyuan Prison, the porter stood in front of him nervously.

Zou Xueyu cast a sideways glance at the porter: "What? Can't I enter the Shanglin Court Prison?"

The porter immediately shook his head, and looked at the servants of the third class of the government office who were brought over by Zou Xueyu in front of the yamen: "Of course the lord and you can enter, but the servants of the government office..."

Zou Xueyu waved his robe and turned his head again: "You guys stay here."

After speaking angrily, Zou Xueyu stared at the concierge with dark eyes, but if the servant said no again.He swore that tomorrow he would bring people from Yingtian Mansion to seal this guy's house.

Seeing the inexplicable anger on Fu Zun's face, the porter hurriedly stepped aside.

Finally it was Zou Xueyu who was able to enter the Shanglinyuan Prison, snorted coldly, and stepped into Shanglinyuan Prison waving his robe.

After a while, Zou Xueyu finally arrived near the sweet potato field from the front of the yamen.

From a distance, you can see the entire sweet potato field, countless supervisors are busy digging sweet potatoes, the scene is really unique.

Zou Xueyu saw the emperor's grandson and elder Ge in the sweet potato field at a glance.

"This government is not mistaken?"

Facing Fu Zun's hesitation, Ying Tianfu Tongzhi nodded helplessly and said: "Hui Fu Zun, it is indeed His Highness and the elders of Xie Pavilion. Under the pergola over there are the young master and the supervisor of Shanglin Garden."

Zou Xueyu glanced at the Guozijian students scattered in the sweet potato field, and said cautiously: "I've been working for most of the day, why did the good lectures become like this?"

The officials of Yingtian Mansion were unable to give an answer to this question.

At this time, the sun was already high, and the sun in autumn was still tingling with heat.

Countless supervisors have already begun to feel heavy in their hands and feet.

Even though these supervising students have been rotated several times, everyone takes turns cutting sweet potato vines, digging sweet potatoes, and packing sweet potatoes.But the supervisors who have never done anything about Nongsang, how can they persevere.

Some people have even started to move their feet slowly, unwilling to move for half a minute.

"I can't do it anymore!"

"I really can't do it anymore!"

In the field, a supervisor finally shouted.

Then there was a thump from inside the sweet potato field, obviously the supervisor who shouted fell to the ground.

If there is one person who can't support it, it immediately causes a chain reaction.

One by one, the prison students fell to the ground, their hands wrapped in their sleeves, and they kept wiping the sweat off their faces.

"I really can't go on..."

"This work is too tiring!"

"Woooooooo..."

When all the supervisors couldn't bear to give up, some even finally collapsed, sitting on the ground and crying.

The human voice once again recovered in the sweet potato field.

"Your Highness! The students really can't do it anymore. It's not that the students don't want to do it. It's because they really can't do this job..."

"Let the students rest for a while... students... students will dig sweet potatoes tomorrow! The students will definitely dig up this piece of sweet potatoes!"

"Xie Hanlin... Xie Hanlin... let us rest for a while."

The supervisors began to collectively shout and beg to be let go.

Under the pergola, Yuan Sutai looked at the chaotic prison students, but there was a smile on his face.

And Zou Xueyu who just rushed over blinked, looking at the group of supervisors who would only cause trouble for Ying Tianfu all day long, they were all limp on the ground at this moment, feeling a sense of complacency and the joy of watching a play in his heart.

Xie Jin finally raised his head and stood up straight, looking around.

"Your Highness."

He yelled, seeing Zhu Yunxi stop what he was doing, and raised his head.

Only then did Xie Jin shout to the surrounding inmates, "Are you really tired?"

"really!"

"It's absolutely true! The students dare not lie to Hanlin, the students really can't bear it."

"If the students are pretending, tell the students not to be struck by lightning when they go out!"

"..."

"Mr. Jie Ge, the students are really exhausted..."

There was a sound of complaining in the sweet potato field.

Xie Jin nodded, and glanced at the sweet potato field, which was less than halfway through harvesting: "It's noon, and the supervisor of Shanglin Garden will deliver the lunch I was waiting for. But before that, I have a question. I haven't been able to get an answer, so I want to ask you."

"Just ask Xie Hanlin, if the students know, they must know everything!"

If you can move your mouth, don't move your hands.

It was just an answer to a question from Mr. Xie Ge, and the supervisors immediately agreed without thinking too much about it.

Xie Jin opened his mouth and shouted: "Recently, the imperial court has envoys from the Oala tribe on the grassland who have arrived and want to form a friendship with the imperial court. The cabinet means to send some food and supplies to show my Ming Dynasty's kingly benevolence and righteousness."

The question suddenly turned to Ming's foreign policy.

It's just this problem, which is obviously a lesson from history.

Most of the supervisors just thought about it for a while, and then agreed. Many people even opened their mouths to think that the cabinet's move was a fair consideration.

Xie Jin said again: "This includes the sweet potatoes you dug today...Of course, the output of this entire sweet potato field will be sent to the Wara Department."

After finishing speaking, Xie Jin quietly looked at the surrounding supervisors.

This time, the crowd began to have some different movements.

The imperial court wanted to send some things to the Oala tribe to stabilize the situation on the frontier. This has been done in all dynasties, and the Ming Dynasty can naturally do it too.

But suddenly, what was to be given turned out to be the sweet potato they just dug up just before begging for mercy.

The supervisors began to feel unwilling.

The sweet potatoes dug out by labor and management here are finally able to ask for a moment of rest.Then what is it that the Wala tribe can say that it is a good knot and cry poorly twice, and the sweet potatoes that we people have worked so hard to dig out will be free?

It's just that no one spoke loudly to object, but the silence of the group was clearly expressed.

Xie Jin said again: "It seems that they all agree with the cabinet's proposal."

"Students disagree!"

"The Wara Department wants to make friends with me, Daming, they should send things over!"

"If this sweet potato is given to the people of Ming Dynasty, how many people can be fed in the sweet potato field here, why should I give it to those Wala people!"

For a while, there was an inexplicable opposition in the sweet potato field.

Xie Jin glanced at the smiling emperor's grandson not far away, and he raised his arms and pressed down.

"It seems that the official is wrong." Xie Jin smiled as if laughing at himself, and said: "Can you tell me why you don't agree with the cabinet's idea?"

why?
Xie Jin's words were immediately stopped by the supervisors.

They are naturally embarrassed to admit that this is because they are unwilling to give others what they have dug out so hard.

Xie Jin smiled and continued: "Nong Sang, it's a hard thing to do. If you only work for half a day today, it is already miserable, but the people have to work every year, and every year when the warehouse is not full.

The suffering of farming and mulberry is the suffering of the world.

You and others are all the sons of the state, the people who store talents in the imperial court, and they will look like members of the cabinet in the future.

Can you wait for these shoulders to return to Nongsang every day?Can it carry the whole world? "

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