Chapter 54 The current emperor is a saint!
The sun sets.
Several ox carts slowly drove out of the palace.
Just like a few days ago, Xia Zhibai drove into the imperial city silently.
It didn’t attract anyone’s attention.
On top of the oxcart, Zhu Yuanzhang looked like an old farmer, which was not inconsistent at all, but Zhu Biao, because of his fair appearance, did not look like him at all.
Both father and son didn't care about their image. They just sat on the haystack and ordered the Jin Yiwei who was driving the car to move forward.
The ox cart moved forward and drove out of Fucheng.
Yingtian Mansion is too prosperous.
It’s too easy to get confused.
Zhu Yuanzhang held a rice seedling in his hand. He kept looking at it and thinking about it. He was actually not sure what Xia Zhibai said.
How can such an ordinary rice seedling increase its yield by 10 to 20% compared to ordinary rice seedlings? Is this really possible?
How did Xia Zhibai do it.
And the potatoes, as well as the sweet potatoes and corn mentioned by Xia Zhibai, are they really so high-yielding and so magical?
Zhu Yuanzhang was full of doubts.
If the world can really cultivate it.
I don’t know how many people can survive.
Zhu Biao didn't have much interest in the rice seedlings.
He is holding another book in his hand at the moment. He has finished reading Water Margin, and now he is reading Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
I just have doubts in my heart.
Why did Xia Zhibai take out these two books?
When his father heard Xia Zhibai's words, his expression suddenly changed.
He knew.
The reason is in the book.
Zhu Yuanzhang watered the rice seedlings to prevent them from dying.
Seeing Zhu Biao watching "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" attentively, he couldn't help but shook his head, roughly guessing Zhu Biao's thoughts.
But Zhu Biao guessed wrong this time.
The truth is not in the book, but in the emperor's mind.
Books are not important.
The choice Xia Zhibai asked him to make was very simple.
Country and home.
If you continue to go your own way, then rebellion is justified.
Xia Zhibai will rebel.
If you regard the world as your home, appoint talents, put people's livelihood first, and change some of the policies you have formulated, you can bring the world back to its heart, and let the world's scholars serve the Ming Dynasty and die exhausted.
Rather than sweeping away the snow in front of others, just to fight for power and gain.
This principle.
He will not explain to Zhu Biao.
This truth needs to be understood by Zhu Biao himself.
Zhu Biao also knew it, so he did not take the initiative to ask, but tried to understand it by reading a book.
It didn’t take long.
The bullock cart stopped.
Zhu Yuanzhang also got off the ox cart.
Standing in the green fields nearby, Zhu Yuanzhang's mood completely calmed down.
Smelling the fragrance of the soil and the smell of the green grass in the fields, he also had a silly smile like an old farmer on his face.
March is warm and spring, and farming is busy.
His bullock cart was in high demand. As soon as it was pulled into the fields, farmers would come up and ask if they wanted him to plow their fields.
He would not personally intervene, but would leave it to the few Jinyi guards who followed Zhu Biao. Today, these few people are responsible for plowing the fields for others.
Not for a while. Zhu Biao negotiated the price.
Zhu Yuanzhang was really like an old farmer, pulling the buffalo beside him and walking towards his employer's field, feeling the various features of the place.
After walking forward for a while, we arrived at a small courtyard.
The eaves are not high.
Before he even got closer, Zhu Yuanzhang saw a green vegetable patch in the courtyard, which was surrounded by a fence. Inside, several big roosters were lowering their heads and pecking in the ground.
Seeing this vivid farmhouse scene, Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down slowly, then took off his shoes, and like an ordinary old farmer, drove the buffalo into the field beside him.
The Jin Yiwei who was following him also quickly put a rake on the buffalo and went to the fields to plow the fields. Zhu Yuanzhang walked to the employer with his hands in his hands and chatted with each other.
He is older.
I can’t stand this kind of work.
He was sitting on the field, chatting with the old man of his employer. When he heard the old man talking about Zhu Biao, he also said proudly: "That's the boss of our family."
" Filial piety, Zhou Zheng, has been studying for several years, is very knowledgeable, and very knowledgeable. He has helped us a lot in these years and is very sensible."
"We also have a few boys, the second oldest and the second oldest. The three elders and the fourth are both talented in literature and martial arts, and they are all in the army now, serving the emperor." When Zhu Yuanzhang mentioned his son, he was full of boasts, not to mention how complacent and proud he was.
The two chatted and talked about the past.
When the current emperor was mentioned, the old man also grinned and nodded: "Serve the emperor well. My youngest is also in the military guardhouse. I sent it to him personally, just to let him follow me. Your Majesty, please kill some Yuan Dogs.”
When mentioning Yuan Dogs, the old man’s eyes were full of anger.
"My ancestors are farmers and have been living in Yingtian Mansion. I have been ruled by those Yuan dogs for most of my life."
"Those Yuan dogs are really not human beings!" Even worse than pigs! They divide people into three, six or nine grades. In their eyes, we Han people are no different from livestock!”
At this point, the old man's eyes were a little red and swollen, as if he was remembering that humiliating past.
“I don’t know where you are from, but I know how happy the people nearby were when the emperor invaded Yingtian Mansion.”
“It’s just like the Chinese New Year.”
“We all wished we could give all the food to the current emperor!”
“Many of the younger generations today have never seen the chaotic times. In those days, who cared about the life and death of the people? ”
"When those soldiers entered the city, they just said, rob!"
"Yingtian Mansion had several waves of people passing through the city back then, including Mongolians, Zhang Shicheng's, and rogue bandits. It was the same for everyone who came here, they were all robbing."
“Robbing food, grabbing money, grabbing women!”
The old man gritted his teeth and said: “It’s just robbery, which is actually not bad. If someone dares to provoke them, these people dare to kill directly. ”
“This is troubled times”
"Human life is worse than that of a dog!"
"But our old man Hongwu is different!" the old man spat, his face full of excitement and excitement, as if he had seen that scene again and saw hope. .
"After entering the city, Emperor Hongwu issued a notice to calm the people. It said that anyone who dares to rob and harass the people will be beheaded!"
"The emperor's army is entering the city. After that, I really didn’t do anything wrong, and I didn’t steal a penny from the people!”
“And after we were stabilized, we were given fields again. My family’s fields were all robbed by the landlords and gentry, and they were all returned to me that year! ”
"The fields you are plowing now were basically given by Emperor Hongwu."
"How can there be such a good emperor in the world."
"The scholars on the street at that time were all Say, what is Master Wang? This is Master Wang!”
“The current emperor is really a saint!”
“…”
The old man spoke with great emotion and was full of praise for Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang's face felt as if he had eaten honey, and he felt extremely comfortable in his heart.
He didn't take the initiative to ask this time, but he heard the people's praise for him. These words were not false, and they were much more pleasant to the ears than the memorials of some ministers.
It is much more credible.
These are the people under his rule.
This is the evaluation and recognition that people all over the world should have for him, Zhu Yuanzhang.
He loves the people!
And deeply loved by the people.
(End of this chapter)