Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 529 Let’s Learn Farming from the King

The heart of martial arts is known to everyone.

But now, the Holy Dao sect is busy with its own affairs, so how can it care about the Nongjia sect? Moreover, the Nongjia sect has always been a marginal doctrine of the Holy Dao sect, and few people care about it.

It is already good enough that the princes of the world do not stab him with their own hands.

Who told the farmers to run out from time to time and go to various vassal states to spread rumors and confuse the people? It would be fine if they spread rumors and confuse the people, but they also kidnapped other people's farmers...

The farmer ran away.

Who will farm for them?

Are we asking these noble princes to go to the fields and farm the fields themselves?

However, the agricultural country is too far away and does not have the ability to build its own warships, so not many farmers are willing to go there.

How many people in this world want to leave their homes?
After all, the well is so big and so heavy.

They can't carry it.

If there weren't so many disasters and chaos in the world, the Holy Way sect might help out for the sake of their relationship with the Holy Way.

But now, the world is so chaotic.

Under the muddy yellow light.

A tall young man with fair skin was studying mulberry trees in a dry land, his sword-like brows furrowed from time to time.

It was already mid-autumn, and the mulberry trees were about to shed their leaves.

"How's the research going?"

An old farmer in coarse cloth came over with a smile.

"teacher."

Upon hearing this, the fair-skinned young man straightened up and saluted. He looked at the mulberry trees in front of him that were not growing well, and shook his head and said, "It's still too cold."

The old farmer nodded.

Agricultural countries hardly see sunlight all year round, so the temperature is naturally low...

"Although mulberry trees are drought-resistant and barren-resistant, they are not cold-resistant." The fair-skinned young man sighed and said, "In our agricultural country, it is almost always winter, with no spring, no summer, and no autumn. Even in the summer, our agricultural country only has rivers open for two months..."

With such low temperatures year-round, why can agricultural countries still grow crops?

This requires the magical power of the farmers.

Such as "pulling up seedlings to promote growth", "good weather and good harvest", "spring coming to dead trees", "spring breeze turning into rain", etc. In particular, the "spring breeze turning into rain" magical power can change the environment in a short period of time, making the cold winter like spring, and allowing crops to grow rapidly.

But the consumption is horrible.

And how many literati are there among farmers?

It's simply impossible to keep up.

Besides, we cannot rely on the Minister of Culture for everything related to farming.

The farmers do have a particularly terrifying magical power, which is "a bumper harvest", but this magical power is not easy to learn...

Now in the entire agricultural country, only the king can use the power of "abundant harvest". But even so, it can make large tracts of crops harvest well in the fields that are almost always cold in winter.

"Teacher, in the past month or so, I have thought of a way to grow onions, leeks and eggplants."

The fair-skinned young man withdrew his gaze and said after a moment of hesitation.

"What method?"

The old farmer asked.

Onions, leeks, and eggplants are not cold-resistant. Without the careful care of the agricultural disciples, they simply cannot grow. Therefore, fruits and vegetables are very precious food for agricultural countries...

"They built a roof over the vegetable garden and kept a fire burning day and night."

The fair young man said.

"good!"

The old farmer said with some surprise and a big smile on his face, "Using this method, we can keep the growth warm, and we can indeed grow onions, leeks and eggplants."

"But this method cannot be used for large-scale planting."

The fair-skinned young man sighed. The mulberry trees in front of him were not growing well because there were no farmers' disciples to take good care of them.

However, the greenhouse method he came up with could not be used on mulberry trees.

"But have you tried it?"

The old farmer asked.

"My disciples are building a roof, and it will be almost finished." said the fair-skinned young man, pointing to the several large houses behind the mulberry field.

"Take the teacher to have a look."

The old farmer said. The fair-skinned young man took the old farmer to the houses. The houses were three feet wide, six feet long, and one foot high...

"Not bad."

The old farmer praised him repeatedly, saying: "You are worthy of being one of the most outstanding disciples in farming among the younger generation of our agricultural country."

"I'm sorry, teacher."

The fair-skinned young man smiled a bit naively, looking a bit embarrassed, "My disciple is just a bit of a laborer, but still not as good as my fellow disciples."

"You are too modest."

The old farmer shook his head, looked up at the dark sky, and said, "The destiny of heaven has come. The Confucian disciples Helian Shan and Yan Shan have not only both become new gentlemen, but have also brought down a destiny of heaven, making their names known all over the world. This world is about to change..."

The fair-skinned young man was also looking up at the sky.

But at this moment, his mind was not on what the teacher said, but on the dark sky. For some reason, whenever he looked up at the dark sky, he always wanted to break through it.

Let that sunshine shine down.

He doesn't care about destiny, or the new gentleman...

He just wants to farm peacefully and happily.

The old farmer couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the fair-skinned young man like this. As the fair-skinned young man's teacher, how could he not know the temperament of his disciple?

The young man has fair skin, but he is not spoiled.

It's not that I don't work in the fields.

Lack of sunlight.

This whiteness seems a little unhealthy...

In agricultural countries, most people have very fair skin.

"The world has changed, and you must change as well..." The old farmer groaned for a moment, "If the taboo had not come into the world, if the devil's night had not descended, if the holy heaven had not collapsed, and if the destiny had not descended... Teacher also hopes that you can continue like this for the rest of your life."

"As a disciple of a farming family, what do I want to achieve in my life?"

"It's just a piece of land that belongs to me, a house that belongs to me, and a place where I can settle down and farm."

"But not anymore."

The old farmer sighed.

The fair-skinned young man was still looking up at the dark sky.

"Although my Nong country is far away from the Zhou world, it is still within this world. No one can escape the great changes of the world..." The old farmer's face gradually became solemn, and he said, "Do you want to see my Nong country destroyed? Do you want to see the farmland in front of you turned into ashes one by one? Do you want to see Wu Gong lead 100,000 soldiers to trample the land that my Nong family has cultivated for generations?"

"Do not want to."

The fair-skinned young man lowered his head and whispered.

"Since you don't want to, then go learn farming from the king." The old farmer said, "The king is the best farmer in my family. The grains he grows are plump and crystal clear..."

The fair-skinned young man said nothing and did not move.

"Teacher, I just want to farm peacefully..."

After a while, the fair-skinned young man whispered as if he had made a mistake.

"Learning farming from the king doesn't mean farming anymore?" The old farmer said seriously, "I don't know how many disciples want to learn farming from the king but can't..."

Before the old farmer finished speaking, the fair-skinned young man looked towards the northeast in surprise.

Going further northeast of Nongguo, there is still an endless expanse of permafrost. The sky and the earth are all pitch black, and the sun, moon, and stars are not visible all year round.

Going again, it seems to be in my heart.

Someone once explored it, and it was indeed the end of heaven and earth...

But at this time.

At the end of that dark world, a faint voice could be heard.

The old farmer also looked over suddenly, frowned, and then looked at the fair-skinned young man.

"Teacher, what did you hear?" The fair-skinned young man asked in surprise, "Why is there a sound coming from the end of the world?"

The old farmer shook his head.

At this time, more and more peasant disciples vaguely heard the sound coming from the end of the world. As time passed, the sound that seemed to carry an ancient charm gradually became clearer.

"The emperor did not pursue virtue but used force to harm the people. The people could not bear it—"

"The Emperor governs the people with leniency and eliminates evil—"

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(End of this chapter)