My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?.

Chapter 681 Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? Little Fusu, come and smile for your uncle!
Ying Chengjiao’s explanation was very detailed.

But by the time the sun set, Ying Chengjiao had already reached the end of the pig-raising yard.

Pointing at one of the adult pigs, Ying Chengjiao introduced: "This pig was born in Taihu Lake. The first litter gave birth to ten pigs, and the second litter gave birth to eleven pigs. The pig farm is run by a rich family!"

Qi Che exclaimed, "Ten?"

"The second litter could even reach eleven?"

Qi Che didn't know much about pigs.

But Qi Che also knew that the average number of piglets born in the first litter of Guanzhong native pigs was five to six.

If a piglet can give birth to eight cubs, they will definitely be kept as food and fed well.

As a result, the number of piglets born in the first litter of this Taihu pig reached ten, and the second litter reached a terrifying number of eleven!
One litter is equivalent to two litters of local pigs!

Without waiting for Ying Chengjiao to answer, Tan Tao nodded and said, "The pigs from Taihu Lake have long been famous for their high birth rates."

"And the two pigs in the pig farm would be great even if they were released into Taihu Lake!"

Ying Chengjiao smiled and continued to introduce: "In addition to these two Taihu pigs, there are 31 kinds of pigs from all over the world in the pig-raising yard, two pairs of each kind."

“Each type of pig has its own unique characteristics.”

"There are also 173 kinds of pigs that are not particularly good and are stored in Chang'an Township."

"And my intention is to breed the pigs from different places to get good pigs!"

Although the world today has long had ethical principles prohibiting marriage between close relatives, it also particularly recognizes that excellence can be inherited through blood.

However, people have not yet realized that livestock, like humans, should avoid intra-group hybridization and inbreeding, and should seek hybridization and breeding between excellent breeds to complement each other's strengths.

The breakthrough chosen by Ying Chengjiao is to breed better pig breeds through methods such as selection and breeding of the best pigs and cross-breeding!

Qi Che looked at Ying Chengjiao in shock and said, "Match all the different pigs from different places?"

"This, this, this is too rude!"

After taking one look at the Cangwu pig produced in Cangwu County, which was as big as a local dog, and then taking another look at the Taihu pig weighing more than 200 kilograms, Qi Che's three views were shattered.

With such a horrific size difference, Ying Chengjiao actually wanted to help them breed?

Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?
Ying Chengjiao's voice was calm: "If we look at pigs with human ethics, people of the same clan cannot marry each other. Those who violate this rule will be despised by heaven and earth, and their offspring will be weak and die young."

"However, today, most pig herders in the world allow their pigs to breed with pigs from the same village, town or even the same clan."

"This is a violation of the ethics of heaven and earth and is disrespectful!"

"If we do not treat pigs with human ethics, and mate them to relieve hunger, we will allow them to reproduce better offspring."

"How can it be considered impolite?"

Tan Tao said awkwardly: "Even if we don't talk about whether it's impolite or not, this is too difficult."

"Even the pigs themselves wouldn't want to do that."

If Ying Chengjiao really did this, the sows in the village would probably cry out every night!
Ying Chengjiao said casually: "Whether the pig is willing or not is not important."

A voice of agreement suddenly rang out from the back: "Changan Jun is right!"

"The horse and the donkey didn't want to, but they still had to give birth to a mule, didn't they?"

"That mule is much more useful than a horse or a donkey!"

Tan Tao, Qi Che and other officials couldn't help but look back, wanting to see who was so bold as to speak so casually in such an occasion.

As a result, when they turned around, Tan Tao and others saw that the entire pig farming yard was almost filled with densely packed heads!

Qi Che exclaimed in astonishment: "How can there be so many people!"

Xu Min asked solemnly, "Who are you all, and why are you here in the pig farm of my Agricultural Research Office?"

A crisp child's voice followed.

"Prince Fusu, I greet my uncle and all the important officials!"

Xu Min: …

Following the sound, Xu Min lowered his head and saw a pink and white figure in the crowd.

Xu Min hurriedly bowed and said, "Xu Min, the Minister of Agricultural Research, greets you, sir!"

Qi Che, Tan Tao and other officials also bowed and said, "Greetings, sir!"

Ying Fusu bowed in a formal manner and returned the greeting, saying in a gentle voice: "No need to be so polite, everyone."

Seeing Ying Chengjiao coming towards him, Ying Fusu bowed again in a standard manner:

"It's really rude to visit without telling me, I hope my uncle won't blame me...Ah!!!"

Before Ying Fusu could finish his words, two big hands suddenly grabbed Ying Fusu's armpits.

Before Ying Fusu could react, two big hands suddenly exerted force and lifted Ying Fusu high up.

Ying Fusu, who suddenly lost weight, said hurriedly: "Uncle, this is too frivolous and against etiquette!"

"Uncle, please put my nephew down!"

Instead of putting Ying Fusu down, Ying Chengjiao lifted him up above his head and laughed loudly, "You kid, you still come to play with your uncle?"

"Think about when was the last time you saw your uncle?"

"You won't go to the military academy, and you won't come to Chang'an Junfu either."

"It's time to hit!"

Ying Fusu said anxiously and helplessly: "It's not that my nephew doesn't want to see my uncle, but my nephew's schoolwork is too heavy."

"My nephew has already used up all his time just completing the homework assigned by the teacher. He really has no time to go to the military academy to listen to the teachings of his uncle!"

"Uncle, please put my nephew down. This is very impolite!"

Seeing that Ying Fusu’s face was wrinkled and he was about to cry, Ying Chengjiao finally put Ying Fusu on the ground.

Before Ying Fusu could breathe a sigh of relief, Ying Chengjiao suddenly pinched Ying Fusu's little face, squeezing and kneading it into a round shape like pulling dough, having a lot of fun.

This time, Ying Fusu was really about to cry: "Uncle!!!"

Ying Chengjiao snorted: "You have to listen to the teacher's words, but you can ignore your uncle's words?"

"Tomorrow, your uncle will go find your teacher and have a good chat with him!"

Ying Fusu tried to persuade him, but Ying Chengjiao waved his hand and cut off the topic: "Since you are so hard-working, how come you have time to come to the pig farm today?"

Although Ying Fusu wanted to say something, out of respect for his elders, he still answered politely: "It was my great-grandmother who asked me to come here."

"My great-grandmother said that raising pigs is a major national issue, so she asked my nephew to come to the pig farm to learn and help."

Ying Chengjiao raised his eyebrows: "Your great-grandmother?"

As the eldest son of Ying Zheng, Ying Fusu naturally received special attention from Queen Mother Huayang. But Ying Chengjiao couldn't quite understand why Queen Mother Huayang sent Ying Fusu to the pig-control house.

For credit?

When the Qin Dynasty chose an heir, did it ever care about the heir's contributions?

For connections?

What good will it do to succeed to the throne to know a group of pig farmers!
For prestige?

Reputation also means nothing for succession!

Unable to figure it out, Ying Chengjiao stopped thinking about it and continued to ask: "Did your teacher try to dissuade me?"

Ying Fusu said awkwardly: "Before my nephew set out, the Master was heading to Huayang Palace."

Obviously, even Ying Fusu knew why Chunyu Yue went to Huayang Palace.

He just went to criticize Queen Mother Huayang.

Ying Chengjiao smacked his lips and asked again, "What about the king?"

Ying Fusu's voice became a little more depressed: "My nephew wishes to see my father and report this matter."

"Of course, my father is very busy with government affairs and has no time to meet with my nephew."

"My nephew submitted a memorial and is waiting for my father's review."

"Usually, my father would review my nephew's memorials and make a decision on the same day."

"My nephew will know tomorrow what my father thinks of this."

Ying Chengjiao has a toothache.

How can you be a father like this!

Half squatting, Ying Chengjiao looked into Ying Fusu's eyes and asked, "What about you?"

"Do you want to come to the pig farm to study?"

Ying Fusu's eyes were a little more confused: "Nephew, I don't know."

Whether he wanted to or not, it seemed that it had never been in Ying Fusu's consideration.

What should or should not be done, and whether it is in accordance with etiquette or not, has been the core of Ying Fusu's thinking since he was young.

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao sighed in his heart and waved to the fortune teller.

Soon, a one-month-old piglet was brought over by the fortune teller.

Putting the piglet into Fusu's arms, Ying Chengjiao asked in a gentle voice: "Do you like it?"

Ying Fusu held the piglet somewhat awkwardly, and looked at it with some helplessness.

Although the piglets covered with black fur are not as good-looking as the small fragrant pigs in later generations.

But those big watery eyes stared at Ying Fusu curiously.

"Hedgehog? Hedgehog!"

After grunting twice, the little pig rubbed Ying Fusu's cheek with its pink nose.

"Don't! Haha~Itchy!"

The moist and warm touch and the enthusiasm of the little pig infected Ying Fusu.

For the first time since Ying Fusu was five years old, a smile from the heart and his so-called gaffe appeared on his face.

Ying Chengjiao's voice became a little gentler, and he asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

Ying Fusu said without hesitation: "I like it!"

Ying Chengjiao asked again: "Do you want to play with it?"

Ying Fusu nodded vigorously: "I do!"

"But my nephew still has schoolwork..."

Before Ying Fusu could finish, Ying Chengjiao interrupted him rudely: "No buts."

"If you like it, stay."

"If you want to play, play."

Ying Chengjiao's right hand fell on Ying Fusu's shoulder, his smile full of determination and confidence:
"Study hard and play to your heart's content."

"If anyone is dissatisfied with this, let them come and talk to me!"

"Come on, give your uncle a smile!"

If word of persuading Ying Fusu to enjoy himself were to spread, it could easily be distorted by someone with ulterior motives as seducing the prince into depravity.

If these words came from another prince who was qualified to compete for the throne, it would be more likely that people in the world would think that he was trying to harm Ying Fusu in order to seize the throne.

But Ying Chengyu didn't care.

Ying Zheng wouldn't care either.

What Ying Chengjiao cares more about is whether he can change Ying Fusu's increasingly old-fashioned, stubborn and mature character!

Ying Fusu looked at the little pig in his arms and said hesitantly, "Yes, as a prince, my nephew should care about the world."

"How can I waste time just for my own pleasure?"

Ying Chengjiao curled his lips and said, "Who said that a young master can't enjoy himself?"

"fallacy!"

"How can curing the pigs be considered a waste of time?"

"Doesn't Fusu want everyone in the world to have an extra 2 taels of meat for every meal?"

Ying Fusu said eagerly: "Yes!"

"Of course my nephew wants to!"

"If everyone in the world can eat meat, then we can be considered well-off!"

Ying Chengjiao said seriously: "Then hold the piglet in your arms tightly."

"It is the key to whether people in the world can eat meat in the future!"

The little piglet looked up at Ying Fusu and tilted his head: "Hedgehog?"

Ying Fusu subconsciously hugged the little piglet tightly, and his old-fashioned little face once again showed a smile from the heart:
"only!"

(End of this chapter)