Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 330 Despotism

  Shen Ao peed in fright.

  Watched with my own eyes that the two young men ordered someone to insert a wooden stake, and then hung up the half-dead man like a scarecrow.

  Then one of the teenagers held a whip and began to beat the person tied to the stake severely.

  The man was beaten to pieces, crying desperately.

   After a while, little Zhu Xiucai was finally tired from the fight, and the people on the other side sympathized with him and said: "Your Highness, take a rest when you are tired, come here, come and try."

   After taking the whip, there was another burst of whipping.

  At the end, the man was dying, and even the voice of calling for help and wailing gradually weakened.

  Xiao Zhu Xiucai then helped her Lun towel, clapped her hands in a gentle manner, and said in a forced voice: "After all the good words, you refuse to listen, and you still dare to run. How disgusting!"

  Fang Jifan was out of breath, his hands and neck hurt, he twisted his hands and neck, and breathed in his mouth. He was also very angry. The students ran away. This is an insult to the teacher.

  So he twisted his hands and neck and said angrily: "The son of a head of the official department really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and he will be honest if he fights more."

Little Zhu Xiucai helped the Lun towel that was about to fall, and looked up at the sky: "Actually, you may not be honest if you hit me. This scholar is also very experienced in this regard, but I feel happy when I hit you. It's true. If you don't fight, you won't succeed , this sentence, this scholar understands, this academy is well run, this scholar likes it very much, teaching and educating people is really a happy thing."

  The two stood side by side, not bothering to care about the life and death of the lifeguard behind them, and walked away slowly.

   Doesn't seem to care about the slightest consequences.

   This means that if you die, you are dead. Do you really care about your life?

  The two walked very simply, leaving behind countless Shen Ao who were cold all over.

  Shen Ao's teeth trembled violently, and even his back was drenched in cold sweat.

  When he was in his hometown, what kind of person was he, and whoever saw him couldn't smile? He can do whatever he wants!

   And now...

   He held the number plate of Bing Ding tightly in his hand, and suddenly stopped saying a word, and obediently slipped into the shed.

   Just entered the shed, but there was a strange smell.

  Shen Ao tiptoed, afraid of getting a little stain, there was a family inside, and they also looked at him with some fear.

  Shen Ao glared at them.

  In this family, there is an elderly man, a boy wearing a tattered tiger-head hat, and an old woman, who seems to be a little sick, lying under the quilt of the rice straw shop.

   "The villain...to the son..."

   "Don't hit me." Shen Ao looked at them vigilantly, his face was very distant and indifferent.

   Such a pariah, he is usually difficult to touch, but he is a son who hangs around Qinhuai, no matter what his status, the servants in the family will not be in such rags.

  The most important thing is that Shen Ao dislikes the bad smell of this family, it stinks and is extremely annoying.

  If it weren't for fear of death, ghosts would stay here.

  The men in this family are also honest, they dare not go next to Shen Ao, let the children take care of the patients, so they wash potatoes and cook in the stove shed outside.

Shen Ao didn't stand or sit here, but there was a chair. The child wiped it, put his finger in his mouth, drooling, the saliva dripped down his finger, he was curious Looking at Shen Ao carefully, he said, "Sit."

   "Not sitting."

  Shen Ao looked at the chair with disgust, it was so dirty.

  He stood like this, he dared not touch anything in the shed.

  Wait until the potatoes are ripe, and then break them into mashed potatoes, the man brought this food up, and even found a new bowl specially, and served Shen Ao a bowl.

  Looking at the pottery bowl, Shen Ao felt his stomach tumbling and wanted to vomit, and said coldly: "Don't eat."

   "Eat a little, son, if you don't eat, you will be hungry."

   "If you say you don't eat it, you don't eat it, don't be verbose, it's annoying!"

This night was extremely long, and Shen Ao had countless thoughts of running away. He was very hungry, cold, and sleepy. Although this family made a bed for him with straw and hugged a quilt, but...Look When he came to this bed, he couldn't help but stand up all over his body.

   This night, I was almost hungry, so I barely sat on the 'clean' chair and took a nap.

   But the long night finally passed, and it was dawn.

  The men of this family got up and continued to cook mashed potatoes, Shen Ao still didn't eat, but at this time, the clapper rang.

  All the male refugees, as well as the scholars, all assembled.

   There are five or six hundred people.

  Shen Ao didn't dare not to go, to study...to be with these **** refugees?

  Shen Ao felt that his stomach was burning, and he was going crazy from hunger.

   Then I saw the scholar and the young man, both of them came with bamboo hats, majestic and majestic!

Zhu Houzhao yelled: "Follow me, and cultivate the land at the northern foot of the mountain. Everyone distributes farm tools. Listen carefully. If anyone is lazy, don't blame this scholar for his ruthlessness. My hand is itching. "

   "Old Fang...do you have anything to say."

  Fang Jifan was a little confused, tried his best to search his stomach, and finally said angrily: "His Highness has finished talking."

  Zhu Houzhao became proud!

  Now, everyone knows that the Zhu Xiucai in front of him is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

  His Royal Highness is actually like this, not at all what they imagined.

   And Fang Jifan was on the side of Zhu Houzhao.

  Fang Jifan's face is more handsome, but he has a fierce face, which is not easy to provoke at first glance.

  Shen Ao felt that he was Ye Gong and a good dragon, and he didn't feel the slightest excitement when he saw His Highness the Crown Prince. He just wanted to sleep and was still hungry.

  Then Liu Jin was almost standing close to Zhu Houzhao's back, becoming Zhu Houzhao's shadow.

He was belching non-stop. Like His Royal Highness, he also lived in the farmer's house. He could always eat more than half of the mashed potatoes steamed by the farmer. .

  So, ever since he returned to the prince, he has been stroking his bulging stomach forever, with endless hiccups.

  This feeling is very comfortable!

   It is Fang Jifan's idea that the scholars are arranged in the peasant households, knowledge and action are one.

And these farmers also need training, they have to be taught to grow sweet potatoes and grow potatoes. It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. Now there is an urgent need for a lot of manpower outside the customs, and there is plenty of land. The so-called relief is too meaningless.

Therefore, these five hundred people were mixed together, with Zhu Houzhao leading the way. A group of scholars are actually similar to Shen Ao. They think dirty, have no food, and would rather be hungry. They distributed the farm tools, and each of them looked weak and followed the group. .

  When we arrived at the northern foot, it was very desolate.

In the past, the land here was not fertile, and there were many gravels, which was not suitable for opening up wasteland, so it has been left unused, but now there are potatoes and sweet potatoes, but these potatoes and sweet potatoes are not as delicate as wheat. These lands can also be produced today. food.

  Although Zhu Houzhao was arrogant, he started to do farm work in a disciplined manner. He took the lead in carrying a hoe, and started digging the ground with ease. On the side, Liu Jin was in charge of studying.

   That’s right, what I’m reading is agricultural books.

  This was compiled by Zhang Xin himself and promoted to the Thousand Households Institute, which then promoted it to farmers.

  In order to ensure that everyone's memory is still fresh and they can memorize memorably, when everyone starts working, they start to forcibly indoctrinate.

  How to plow the land, how to breed, how to eliminate insects, and the irrigation required for different lands, there are hundreds of thousands of words, one after another.

  Those refugees, all of them are full of food and drink, and they are grateful to be able to settle down. In the past, they used to make a living by working hard, and reclamation was nothing to them.

  The worst thing is these scholars, all of them are so hungry that their chests stick to their backs, they are so sleepy, and they want to be lazy, but Zhu Houzhao turns forward from time to time, and occasionally looks back.

   He even specially asked the scholars to be in front and follow Zhu Houzhao for easy supervision, so Shen Ao was very close to Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Houzhao's vicious eyes swept over him, and Shen Ao felt that he was about to pee.

  This is the crown prince, even if he kills himself today, most likely his father will obediently thank him.

   Can't afford to mess with it!

   Besides, His Royal Highness personally sold his strength, who would dare to be lazy at this time? This place is not even as good as the crown prince, do you really want to live?

  Shen Ao shuddered, tears came out, what kind of evil did you do, father... you killed your son.

It's a pity that now it's called Tian Tian Ying, and the land is not working. He staggered, holding the shovel desperately, imitating the way of the people around him, first shoveling the gravel aside, and after a while, he felt himself trembling all over. .

  My back hurts badly, and my arms are sore and numb. I don't want to take a nap at this time. I'm very energetic. Maybe I was stimulated by His Royal Highness, but my stomach is getting more and more uncomfortable.

  After a while, he began to sweat profusely. The makeup carefully applied on Shen Ao's face, the rouge, has already worn off, like a cat, but now, he doesn't care about it.

  Fang Jifan took the initiative to invite Ying, saying that as the dean, he shouldered the responsibility of supervision, so he walked around among the crowd with a whip in his hand, and picked out those who were not pleasing to the eye, and beat them violently when he was pressed to the ground.

So in this wasteland, from time to time, there are wailing and the voice of who is my father, but it always comes and goes quickly. The old man went to work with a **** and shovel.

  Fang Jifan is very satisfied with his job, majestic and majestic, as a good young man with three views, strange and upright, he feels what he is changing, especially the feeling he brings to himself when educating scholars, he is very satisfied.

   After finally reaching noon, Shen Ao, who was so frightened and hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, almost fell directly into the plowed mud after His Royal Highness said he was okay.

  At this time, he didn't think he was dirty, he lay on his back on the ground as if paralyzed, looked up at the sky, panting heavily, he... wanted to die!

  (end of this chapter)