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Chapter 12 Mo Chu (please recommend, please collect)

The sun gradually rose to the top of the head, and the scorching sun shone on Fusu's back, making Fusu's whole body itchy. Fusu felt that the Leisi in his hand became heavier and heavier, and it became more and more difficult to use the Leisi to dig the soil.

Beads of sweat on his forehead rolled into his eyes, and with the glare of the sun, Fusu felt that the things in front of him became more and more blurred.

Fusu's training in the past was at most just practicing swordsmanship, and the rest was just reading and doing Fu, such rough and heavy work, which he had never done before.

It's just that after working for a short while, Fusu felt unbearable pain.

But Zhang Han is better than Fusu. In the past, Zhang Han spent a lot of time in the army. Day after day, year after year of military training, Zhang Han's physique and endurance are much stronger than Fusu's. .

Just as Fusu was about to rest for a while, a voice jumped into Fusu's ears, "Scholar who is studying abroad, if you can't do such heavy work, you should hand it back to the old man. Why ask for it?"

Fusu wiped the sweat off his face, and saw a Mohist standing aside with bare feet, watching him work.Fu Su clearly remembered that the Mohist was originally working far away from him, but he did not expect to catch up at this moment.

Fusu frowned slightly, but immediately relaxed his brows.The words of the Mohist in front of him were indeed unpleasant, but he was not wrong.

I have only done it for a short while, so what right do I have to be tired?What right do you have to complain?It should be known that Chinese farmers have lived on this land with such a way of life for 2000 years.

Their whole life is tied to the land, shouldn't they complain more?But who saw it again?Who feels sympathy for them?

Today, what I have done can only be regarded as repayment for the sins committed by Ying Zheng.

Zhang Han was about to say a few words, but was stopped by Fusu.

Fusu endured the impatience and irritability in his heart, and forced the pointed end of the Leisi into the soil, and then stepped on the beam of the Leisi with his feet to make the Leisi go deep into the soil.

The repeated movements almost made Fusu numb, but Fusu still persisted in working in the field.

After a while, the Mohist next to Fusu said: "Scholar You, I advise you to put down the Leisi in your hand, look at us and these farmers who are working in the fields, is there any one wearing your luxurious clothes? How can such clothes be used for farm work?"

"You..." Zhang Han heard Mo Zhe's sarcasm at the side, and a burst of anger suddenly arose in his heart. He was about to reveal his identity and show him some color, but Fusu who was at the side stopped him.

Fusu turned around and asked, "Old man, do you have clothes for doing farm work at home? I'll exchange them with you."

The Mohist old man also knew him, he was Mo Chu, the apprentice of the Mohist tycoon, and he had helped him a lot during the weekdays. Although he was very proud, he was never as aggressive as he is today.

The old man originally thought that Fusu would not be able to resist Mo Chu's sarcasm, so he simply quit the job, but he didn't expect that Fusu would still insist on doing it.He hurriedly said: "I still have two sets of clothes for my son at home. If you two don't dislike them, you can change them at home."

"Thank you, old man."

Fusu said: "My name is Su Fu, and his name is Gan'er. Have you ever asked the old man's name?"

The old man smiled slightly and said, "I dare not ask as a guest, my name is Yang."

Fusu knew that in this era, only some nobles had surnames, and common people's names were often just one word.

Fusu and Zhang Han followed the old man into a thatched hut, the old man was a little embarrassed and said, "Your honored guest, the house is shabby, please don't take it for granted."

"Old man, where's your son?" Fusu couldn't help asking in doubt.

The old man sighed and said: "To tell you the truth, I have three sons under my knees. The eldest son died in the battle of destroying Chu, and the second son died in the battle of defeating Yan. And my youngest son, Ji Ying, was conscripted to serve in the imperial mausoleum a few days ago, so I don't know if he will be able to come back?"

In the end, the old man became more and more sad.

Fusu remained silent, looked up, tears rolled in his eyes.Fusu saw that the thatch on the roof was also a little leaky, if his son was there, even if it was only one, how could it be so?

Spring plowing is very important to the people's livelihood for a year, but his son is going to serve corvee, and it is still unknown whether he will even be able to return.

For the first time, he felt that his father, Emperor Yingzheng, had gone too far. It is true that he has achieved a feat that will never be matched by future generations. Endless blood and tears were shed.

As the old man said, he took out two sets of clothes from the back room. From what Zhang Han saw only on the surface, there were three patches on the clothes.

Zhang Han was about to say something, Fu Su shook his head slightly.Immediately took the clothes from the old man.

Fusu knew that the old man was probably able to take out the best two clothes, since he wanted to change them, no matter what, he couldn't refute the old man's face.

To embarrass the old man, one is that the old man will have no face to see others in the future, and the other is that he himself will become a laughing stock in the mouths of these common people.

Fusu took off the clothes on his body, and put the rough and simple clothes on himself.

Zhang Han knew that Fusu had never worn such a coarse cloth before, and his skin must be extremely uncomfortable with this kind of cloth, but Zhang Han found that there was nothing unusual on Fusu's face.

Seeing Fusu like this, Zhang Han couldn't say anything more. He had not been in the army for a short time, and these hardships were nothing to him, but Fusu...

Wearing this suit, Fusu smiled and said to Zhang Han: "Gan'er, it's quite inconvenient for me to wear that suit when I'm working, but this suit fits well and is very convenient."

Seeing Fusu like this, Zhang Han put on his clothes obediently.

"Old man, I will give you these two pieces of clothes. I have the right to exchange them with you." Fusu knew that the old man's family was not rich. , Be extra careful when beating, for fear of damaging the clothes.

Fusu walked down the field again, ready to pick up the Leisi, but was stopped by Mo Chu, Mo Chu said: "Scholar You, I advise you to return the Leisi to the old man, at your speed, when will you be able to get this piece of land back?" Finished? The farming season is missed, and the government will blame it, and the old man will be held accountable, not you."

Looking at each other, Fusu sensed from Mo Chu's eyes his disdain and ridicule towards him, and he made things difficult again and again, even if he was a clay figurine, he still had a little anger.

"Too much deceit..." Zhang Han was about to run away, but was stopped by Fusu again.

Fusu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said solemnly: "What exactly do you want to do, Your Excellency?"

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