Chapter 382 The emperor used golden hoes for farming
Chapter 382 The emperor used golden hoes for farming
At the same time, in the Zhengjia Building in Ningzhi County, the high-ranking officials and wealthy people in the county did not realize that the danger was coming, and they were still drinking and singing.
In the Zhengjia Building, the dancers danced, the musicians played music, and the house was full of guests.
At the wine table, everyone was smiling and complimenting each other.
"Brother Zhao, I have heard of your articles. They are really like bamboos from the South Mountain. Come on, drink!"
"It turns out it's Brother Zhou, here to drink together, drink together."
"Mr. He is really as charming today as he was before!"
"Hey, it's really interesting to see a pear blossom crushing a begonia."
"A romantic affair is nothing more than that!"
"Why do you think I think Xing'er is so beautiful today?"
"Bah, isn't she pretty? She's obviously marrying someone else's wife. You're jealous!"
"You...how can you taint someone's innocence out of thin air!!"
"Don't make a mistake after drinking. Come, listen to songs, watch dances, and drink good wine."
For a time, there was joy and laughter in Zhengjia Building.
It really is a peaceful and prosperous age! !
At the Pu Linjiang Wharf not far away from such a peaceful time, the defenders of Ningzhi County were already shivering in the cold wind.
"Come here and help!"
At this time, a soldier not far away shouted: "I gathered some firewood. Please help me quickly. It will be better to make a fire later."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers put down their weapons and went to help.
Soon, several fires were lit on the river bank.
In the Pu Lin River, the fleet, which was traveling cautiously, saw a bonfire on the other side, and Lu Yulin directly ordered:
"Send the signal, use the bonfire on the other side as the boundary, and attack from the upper and lower ends."
Soon, the fleet began to separate and move towards its destination.
At the bonfire, a group of soldiers not only did not notice the movement on the river, but instead complained while warming the fire:
"It's his grandma's fault. Those old men were drinking and eating meat in the city, leaving us brothers alone to freeze by the river."
In response, the soldier who just said he would help collect firewood said disdainfully:
"Come on, I'll be satisfied with this job. It would be much better if those noble gentlemen didn't ask us to serve them chamber pots."
"Exactly," the soldier said, unhappy. "How did you know that serving a chamber pot is not a good thing? Let me tell you, that gentleman's wife is as beautiful as a flower. If I were asked to serve a chamber pot... hey-hey......."
He hadn't finished speaking, but that lewd laughter had already shown how pure his heart was.
"Haha, what you have in mind is beautiful," a soldier said with a strike.
"You don't look at your ugly appearance, and you still carry the chamber pot for the old man. It's good if you don't scare the old man. You still carry the chamber pot. What a beautiful thought."
In response, the surrounding soldiers could only open their mouths.
It's too much to say that you are making excuses about other people's appearance.
And although they are ugly, they dare to think!
What about you?
What else do you dare to think about?
In response, the soldier who was said to be ugly blushed a little: "Why are you so vulgar? I can't enjoy the happiness of the master, and I can't live with it anymore."
"Hahaha......"
As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed.
"Wang Laoer, this dream is too unrealistic. Let's have a more realistic dream."
In response, the ugly soldier immediately retorted.
"Reality, what reality? I've already dreamed, can dreams be realistic?"
For a moment, everyone was speechless and didn't know what to say.
Yes, they are all reduced to dreaming, and there is no reality.
Then the soldier who was holding the firewood at the beginning said: "We don't care whether it is practical or not. Tell me, the lives of the gentlemen in the city are so good, how good is the life of the emperor and his elders?"
It's a good thing that this question didn't come up. As soon as it was asked, people immediately started thinking about it.
"I think the hoes used by the emperor for farming must be different from ours. Ours are made of iron, while the ones used by the emperor are gold."
As soon as these words came out, someone immediately laughed at him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you have no idea! Do you know that the emperor doesn't farm at all?"
The soldier who said the golden hoe was not happy about this, and retorted: "You have never seen it, how do you know that the emperor does not farm?"
In response to this, the soldier asked as a matter of course: "I have never seen it, but look at the gentlemen in the city, which one of them farms his own land? Do you think the emperor will farm his own land?"
For a while, everyone was speechless.
So someone asked him, "Then how do you think the emperor farmed?"
The soldier said: "I think this emperor must be more powerful than the gentlemen, so the emperor does not need to plant the land at all. He only needs to scatter the seeds into the ground, and countless grains will grow on the ground."
After hearing this, some people doubted: "It's fake! If the emperor is like this, wouldn't he be a god?"
"Yes, yes!" All the soldiers responded.
However, the soldier was not moved at all, but gave everyone a very superior look.
"What do you know? Let me tell you, your Majesty is the True Dragon Emperor, isn't he a god? Since he is a god, isn't it normal for food to grow on the ground with a wave of his sleeve?"
This was very reasonable and once again convinced everyone.
However, some people are curious, "Then you say that the emperor already has countless grains, why does he still need to tax us?"
"You are stupid!" someone scolded; "The emperor has food, but he has no money! Although what we receive is food, it will be converted into money!"
These words were recognized by all the soldiers.
However, some smart people were very curious, "But aren't emperors all gods, and gods shouldn't be able to turn stones into gold? Why are they still short of money?"
These words immediately left everyone at a loss as to what to say, because it seemed right to say so!
So everyone who couldn't answer the question changed the subject, "Then where do you think the masters get their money and food?"
In response to this, everyone said disdainfully: "How can it come from this? It must be corruption and bribery!"
"That's right, men's money has been accumulated from generation to generation."
"In this way, we have to work hard to accumulate money. When we accumulate enough money, future generations may also become noble masters."
"Tell me, what should we do if we become a master?"
"I think I should marry a hundred beautiful wives."
"I, my master Zhu, would like to steal someone else's daughter-in-law when she sees her beauty!"
For a while, the topic gradually became distorted.
As for the spy who was responsible for provoking the topic, he was really speechless at this time.
Now that I think about it, I probably don't have any talent as a teacher.
At this moment, he felt like his dreams were shattered.
However, his ears moved slightly at this time, and he suddenly realized that a large number of people were touching him.
Sure enough, he saw a swaying torch on the left, which was a signal to take action.
So he didn't want to listen to anyone's nagging, and immediately stood up and drew his sword and pointed it at everyone.
"I am a member of the Han army. You have been arrested. Why don't you surrender quickly?"
In an instant, the scene was quite frozen.
Then there was a plop, and everyone knelt down and held their heads in their hands.
"Sir, spare your life, I'm willing to surrender!!"
Spy: "............"
Why don't you struggle?
At least let me kill two people!
With you guys like this, I feel so unfulfilled! !
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