My whole family is fleeing

Chapter 116 It really works

"Really? What excitement?"

Grandma Li had just been busy receiving her daughter and son-in-law's family, and hadn't had time to look outside, so she didn't know there was such a big event today.Not to mention, just hearing her old sister say this, Grandma Li suddenly became very curious.The main reason is that since the You family came to their Qingshui Village, they have made more than a few weird things, but these weird things can also make a lot of money.Now we have a plow that is said to be able to increase the speed of spring plowing. Who would not be curious about it?
So everyone quickly put aside their dissatisfaction and went to the farmland outside the village to watch the excitement.When I arrived, I found that the three floors outside and on the third floor were full of people, and most of them looked shocked.Grandma Li and the others arrived too late. When they finally squeezed out a hole and could see the situation in the field, they all couldn't help but open their mouths.

That is, what is that?Why is it so weird?Pulled by just one horse, it was possible to plow the ground into several deep ravines so quickly.The speed must have improved, it was nowhere near as fast as them digging with a hoe from beginning to end.Grandma Li couldn't help but look up at the sky. The sky was blue and astonishingly beautiful. It seemed no different from the blue skies and white days they had seen before. But looking at the same sky today, Grandma Li felt dizzy. Of course she I know it's not because I'm older.But she saw different scenes from these strange things in front of her.

In which year during spring plowing did no one in the family get hurt?This is all the result of hard work.If you could live easily, who would choose to live so hard?Isn't it hard to live a life of lying on the bed with your legs crossed, waiting for others to serve you?Isn’t it just for survival?
It's just a pity that they couldn't live like that before.But now their life seems to be getting better and better.

The surrounding villagers of Qingshui Village looked at the extremely efficient Quyuan plow, and their excitement was beyond words.Mr. Song, who came to watch the excitement with the tourists, even twirled his beard excitedly. Looking at the Quyuan plow that was devouring the land like a monster, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a magical thing existed in the world. With the help of this curved shaft plow, the people would be much more relaxed when plowing the land.The efficiency is greatly improved, and more wasteland can be cultivated and planted.Doesn't this mean that food production will also be greatly increased?
Ning Ning, who was not allowed to use the curved shaft plow because she was too young, was standing next to Mr. Song. She accidentally heard what Mr. Song unconsciously said and shook her head with determination.

"That's not necessarily the case. If such magical weapons cannot be in the hands of the common people, then they will only be tools used by the landlords to make money. Among other things, if they are too expensive, they will be monopolized and ordinary people will Can you afford to use more than ten taels of agricultural tools? By then, these tools that can increase the speed of farming will just be put on the shelf, or only used in a small number of places, and will not achieve the effect of popularization at all. "

"My second cousin and I made the Quyuan Plow so that more people can use it, not to serve those wealthy people. I don't like this. Master, don't you think so?"

Mr. Song suddenly had a few more beards in his hand. How could he not think so?It was because he thought this way that he was expelled from the center of political power by the emperor and exiled to this icy northern border.It's just that many people regarded his words as gibberish, thinking that he seemed to have become stupid and crazy because of reading.

The common people in this world exist to serve people of a higher class.If the people do not follow their own rules and cultivate crops, how can the comfortable life of a small number of people be guaranteed?If people get too much food, they will easily develop evil intentions.It is to keep them in a half-starved state, not only to let them see the hope of survival, but also to make them have no strength to cause trouble, in order to make them obedient.It is a policy of obscuring the people. In fact, this policy has been going on for hundreds of years, and everyone has become accustomed to it. But Mr. Song wants to jump out and accuse this policy of being inappropriate.Naturally, they will be attacked by groups. After all, those who have all the say in the Dali court today are the high-ranking officials and dignitaries supported by ordinary people.How could they put aside their vested interests to make decisions for ordinary people who have nothing to do with them?

There is only so much wealth and power in the world. If you give these rights to others, wouldn't you have much less in your hands?Even if the less is not your share, you can still grab more resources to make yourself stronger.

Mr. Song still remembers the mocking words made to him by his colleagues who were officials in the same dynasty.

"Song Lian, you are full of food, right? It's not easy for you to climb from a common people to your current position. You have put in so much effort. You don't enjoy your hard-earned life, but you still want to make decisions for those common people. , You are really looking for trouble for yourself. If nothing else, let me ask you. You contradicted His Majesty for the common people you have never met, and you were demoted and exiled. Do any common people know your current predicament? They will only know you. You were sentenced to exile for contradicting His Majesty. It is impossible to know that you offended His Majesty for their benefit. Even if they knew, would they speak for you? Who can hear the voices they make? "

"It's just a common man. Even if you raise your arms and shout, you can only hear your own small and ridiculous voice. If no one calls you Master or Confucianism twice, do you really think you are a saint who can change the current situation of the world? A saint is long gone. He died. It’s just us laymen who are alive until now.”

"We are definitely not as noble as you. After all, we are born with all this. But you have to spend so much effort to barely reach our starting point. Song Lian, Song Lian, you can't get rid of the dirt even after you become an official. Taste. Go to the north and dream of your dreams. I want to see if you can do what you say."

"Why are you talking to him so much? He is a mentally ill person. He finally got to this position, but he offended His Majesty for some irrelevant people. This kind of person can't go far even if he stays in the court. It's my fault. At that time, I thought he was a promising person and wanted to marry my sister to him. Now that I think about it, it’s a good thing I didn’t marry him at that time. Otherwise, I would be so angry now.”

(End of this chapter)