Three Kingdoms: Starting from the best little county magistrate

Looking at the back of the farmer's arrogant back, Cao Mengde was messy in the wind.

Cao Mengde, who has always been conceited, was actually despised by a peasant when he was high-spirited and made great progress!

"Xiao Jun's wisdom, how can you and other mortals understand!"

Listen, a farmer is so good 13, Zhuoxian is going to ascend to heaven.

After all, Cao Cao is a person with status, and he is embarrassed to worry about the peasants. But seeing the blower so magical, his heart is like a cat scratching, and he always feels regretful if he doesn't experience it.

He directly ignored the contempt of the peasants and said with a smile, "This fellow, can you try the blower?"

The farmer saw that he was the person brought by Xiao Jun, and he was Xiao Jun's guest in his heart, so he didn't embarrass him very much.

"Try it if you want. "

The farmer who turned the wind page gave up a body.

Cao Cao was delighted, holding the handle and turning it, the more he turned, the more surprised he became, just like a child who got a novelty toy, he never got tired of it.

"This handle is actually movable, and it is simply too laborious to turn. "

Although the handle is made of wood, the surface of the wood is polished, and a slightly larger bamboo tube is sleeved on the outside.

Therefore, when people turn, they do not need to turn their wrists, which is very labor-saving.

In later generations, such structures can be seen everywhere, and even three-year-olds will not be surprised.

But in this era, it was praised by Cao Mengde as a skillful workmanship!

Watching from the sidelines, and doing it yourself are two different feelings.

Cao Cao looked at the debris that he had blown away and the golden grain that fell into the frame under his feet, and became more and more excited.

He thought to himself that if he could learn to make this kind of thing, he would be able to benefit the people when he governed one side in the future!

If the people under his rule can also worship themselves as gods like the people of Zhuo County, what a beautiful thing it would be.

Thinking of this, Cao Cao became more and more itchy,

"Dare to ask the fellow, what is the principle of the blower, and the gentle rotation can create such a big wind. What kind of structure is it in that separates the debris from the grain?"

Cao Cao's face was sincere.

However, once again, it was despised by the peasants.

"This general's question is ridiculous, this is a divine artifact made by Xiao Jun, we and other mortals will use it to create it, how can we understand the truth!"

Burst......

was scolded back by the farmer's words, and Cao Cao almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

I said fellow countryman, I, Cao Mengde, am also a captain, free to read poetry and books, and learn to be rich and rich. Don't just open your mouth and pull me to your level, okay?

Cao Cao knew that it was impossible to extract the raw materials for the blower from the mouths of these farmers.

He looked at Xiao Yi and wondered if he could buy one from him.

After a short visit to the fields, everyone returned to the city.

When they arrived at the gate of the city, Huangfu Song and his entourage were attracted by the high Jingguan.

"The Jingguan built by tens of thousands of corpses is really spectacular. "

Sun Jian was amazed and admired Xiao Yi a little more.

Those who can do such a heroic act must have lofty ambitions!

"Xiao Jun's merits have been passed down through the ages. "

Huangfu Song also praised.

After watching Jingguan for a while, everyone entered the territory of Zhuo County.

Like those in front of them, when they saw the prosperity of Zhuo County, they walked with their mouths open.

What a shock!

"This place is far richer, far better than Kyoto!"

Huangfu Song and Cao Cao were shocked.

They couldn't believe how a county town had developed into such a prosperous one.

The people are rich, eating, drinking and merrymaking, and the people here live a paradise-like life.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ordinary people here live a better life than many local landlords.

"No wonder, the people of Youji and Hebei want to be the people of Zhuoxian!

In just a few minutes, Huangfu Song was attracted by everything here.

"If all the people in the world can live such a life, how strong will my Han be. At that time, the four directions will be subdued, and all nations will come to court!"

In Cao Mengde's heart, he thought of the scene of that prosperous era.

The group was walking, and two middle-aged men came up,

"Brother Zhenyi, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed. "

The man whose voice was as loud as a bell was none other than the dean of the Shenyi Academy, Lu Zhi.

He and Huangfu Song are deep friends, and when he learned that Huangfu Song came to Zhuo County, he came to greet him after class.

Next to him is Cai Yong, who has been avoiding Xiao Yi these days.

Huangfu Song and his entourage hurriedly dismounted and bowed to Lu Zhi, "Brother Zi, you are really not righteous enough." I actually threw a big mess to a certain person, and hid here to enjoy the blessings!"

Originally, the Jizhou battlefield was in charge of Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi left, Dong Zhuo couldn't beat Zhang Jiao again, and this burden naturally fell on Huangfu Song's shoulders again.

However, Lu Zhi snorted, "What did I throw to you, Your Majesty listened to slander, and the reduction of capital crimes is equal to me, and I have no chance to contribute to the country." "

Thinking of this, Lu Zhi felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Huangfu Song sneered and said, "Brother Zi should be indignant, Your Majesty has found out the reason, imprisoned Zuo Feng, and reinstated your official position." This time, I came here, and one of my tasks was to ask you to return to the court with Cai Yilang. "

Although the Yellow Turban has been suppressed, small rebellions have emerged in an endless stream, and the powerful people in various places have supported their own troops, and the imperial court is the time when they need to employ people.

Liu Hong, the son of heaven, wants to invite these two talents back.

He not only restored Lu Zhi's official position, but also gave him part of the credit for the Jizhou battlefield, so as long as Lu Zhi went back, he could still be promoted.

However, Lu Zhi had long been accustomed to this place and fell in love with Zhuoxian.

He was already so disappointed in the Son of Heaven, even if it was the order of the Son of Heaven, he was reluctant to give up his current life.

When I went back to Luoyang, I had to look at the faces of the ten permanent servants every day, and I racked my brains to think of suggestions, and the Son of Heaven might not even look at them.

Look at the current life, the salary is high, the benefits are good, there are winter and summer vacations and weekends.

And, eat well, drink well, sleep well, and do what you love.

Lu Zhi and the others have never been so fulfilled.

How could he go back to Luoyang and be angry with the ten permanent servants.

"Brother Zhenyi, please go back to the son of tomorrow, a certain and Cai Bojiao are determined to say goodbye to old age, and it is difficult to respond to the duties of the imperial court. The two of us are now at the Shenyi Academy, working as a teacher for the rest of our lives. I beg the Son of Heaven to grant me!"

Officer?

How can it be comfortable to be a teacher.

"Huh?"

However, these words shocked Huangfu Song, Cao Mengde, and X Wentai.

Lu Zhi actually refused the call of the Son of Heaven in order to be a teacher!

What a school, so awesome 13!