Lao Zhu asked a question, and everyone was suspicious.
The emperor and his princes were all holding their breath and concentrating, ready to listen to the immortal master's words of explanation. However, Xiao Zhusi's "Gaia" was all in vain.
At this moment, Lao Zhu just wanted to slap Xiao Zhu Si, gritting his teeth.
"Gaia!"
With a loud shout.
Lao Zhu, who had successfully 'transformed', felt that his vision was instantly separated, and his whole person returned to the state of the previous illusion, which was the third perspective of his own holographic projection.
At a glance, he saw Xiao Zhu Si, who had also successfully 'transformed', smiling next to Ji Boying.
There are two differences between the first perspective and the third perspective.
First, you can eliminate the interference of all external factors and devote yourself wholeheartedly.
If you assume the character's first-person perspective, you will be completely blind to other people in the projection.
For example, now Xiao Zhusi and Lao Zhu have separated from the first perspective and restored the third perspective, but Lao Zhu Di and others are still in the first perspective. They cannot see Lao Zhu and Xiao Zhusi in their eyes. All they can feel is 'Real picture'.
As for Lao Zhu and Xiao Zhusi, they could see the expressions of everyone on the seats.
Let’s take a simple example to understand.
Just like when you watch a movie, no matter how strong the picture quality is or how strong the immersion is, in addition to the movie, you can also see other people watching the movie.
But once you put on the hyper-realistic VR glasses, your world will only be Hashimoto and Ji Boying.
Second, you can get the ultimate real touch of taking on the role.
If the playback source conditions permit, Youcai will tell you in one minute how many vegetables you have in your body.
"Master Immortal, this upgraded fairyland is so powerful!"
"How can I change back?"
Xiao Zhusi's face was filled with excitement and he asked respectfully.
He just tried it out of curiosity, and he actually switched.
The words just fell.
With a 'pop' sound, the mace in Old Zhu's hand hit Xiao Zhusi directly on the buttocks.
"Dad, dad, be gentle, be gentle...!"
Xiao Zhusi almost stumbled, covering his buttocks and hid behind him, guarding against Lao Zhu's second blow.
"If you dare to disturb my brother's lecture again, get out of here and go to Peking immediately!"
"Haven't you always wanted to become a vassal? We're sure!"
One word comes out.
Then "Gaia" sounded one after another, and each of these emperors and princes returned from the first perspective to the third perspective.
Especially Zhu Biao, he quickly got up from his seat and came to Lao Zhu's side.
"Father, no!"
Abiao looked anxious.
In the past six months, he has always remembered one thing, and that was his twelve-year agreement.
Twelve years later, A Biao had no idea whether he would be able to live beyond Hongwu's twenty-fifth year, and the immortal master had never made it clear to him about this matter.
Since it was not stated clearly, it meant that he might still die.
Therefore, in the past six months, with Lao Zhu's acquiescence, A Biao has gradually handed over some political affairs to Xiao Zhu Si, and Xiao Zhu Si's performance has not disappointed Lao Zhu and A Biao.
The order of succession of the Hongwu Ming Dynasty has almost been made public in the court, with the first heir Zhu Biao and the second heir Zhu Di.
It's useless no matter how unhappy Zhu Yan and Zhu Lang are.
"Father, I, I don't dare anymore."
Xiao Zhusi quickly gave up and knelt down to Old Zhu.
Old Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi, who were also transformed from the first vision, glanced at the kneeling Xiao Zhusi, both of whom were silent. They were both experienced, so they naturally understood Xiao Zhusi's current state of mind.
In history, Zhu Di experienced a total of four changes in his mentality.
For the first time, he went to Peiping, where he grew from a good son of the old Zhu family to the strongest border guard in the empire.
The second time, after the collapse of the horse queen, I picked up a monk who gave me a hat. I began to occasionally think about the unattainable emperor's position, but I only dared to secretly hold Xu Miaoyun in my arms at midnight when no one was around.
The third time, Zhu Biao's death completely ignited Zhu Di's imperial heart.
The fourth time, Jingnan succeeded and ruled the world.
At this time, Xiao Zhu Si did not even have a vassal status. He was still in the carefree mood of a prince. It was normal to make small mistakes and act rashly.
Lao Zhu took a deep breath and glared at Xiao Zhusi who was kneeling on the ground.
"If you cut off half of your annual salary, if there's another time, get out of here right now."
Ding.
Xiao Zhu Si's heart started to bleed instantly. What should he tell Miao Yun when he goes back tonight?
That’s a full five thousand stones! And it’s still five thousand stones less per year!
"Fourth, what are you doing standing still?"
"No thanks!"
A Biao kicked Xiao Zhu Si, and Xiao Zhu Si finally realized the tragic pain of losing his five thousand stone annual salary, and quickly kowtowed to Lao Zhu to thank him.
"Brother, let's continue with the class. Don't worry about this kid. We will discipline him well in the future."
Lao Zhu came to Ji Boying's side and said with a bit of guilt.
After all, he is the dean of students, as well as the class monitor and the first sub-class monitor. In terms of responsibilities, he is the first person responsible for classroom discipline.
"Um."
Ji Boying nodded slightly.
Then his eyes swept across the crowd of emperors and princes who stood up from their seats and gathered around after returning from the first perspective to the third perspective. Only the Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong were still sitting in their seats, still in the first perspective.
The old immortal and the young immortal must have been immersed in the fun of snatching the body, and Ji Boying couldn't bear to interrupt.
But there is one thing to say, after experiencing the new function of holographic projection, Ji Boying's first feeling was.
As far as class is concerned, it is more convenient to speak in the third person because it allows for eye contact.
Otherwise, it is all from the first perspective. At a glance, a group of people are sitting in their positions stupidly, all their thoughts are substituted into the characters, which seems a bit weird.
I decided in my mind that in the future, apart from the need for an immersive experience, I would try not to turn on the first perspective.
"Lao Zhu, what was your question just now?"
Ji Boying looked at Lao Zhu.
When Xiao Zhu called him "Gaia", he didn't remember Lao Zhu's question for a while.
The other emperors and princes all gathered around the table in the center of the courtyard, watching the master sign and pledge money to one farmer after another. By rough calculation, there were already hundreds of acres of farmland.
These emperors and princes, even the emperors Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, Zhu Houzhao, and Zhu Houcong, who were in the middle of the Ming Dynasty when the trend of mergers was already on the rise, they only knew that mergers were becoming popular below, but they did not know the specific process of this merger.
The officials who live high in the temples can't even see the people in the fields, let alone the emperor who is above the clouds.
'It's that simple? ! '
They never expected that a person who had just won the imperial examination could easily annex hundreds of acres of land and turn a dozen farmers into his tenants in just a cup of tea.
Moreover, it is these farmers who take the initiative to deliver the goods to their doorsteps.
It is unimaginable what the situation is like for those really powerful temple officials. It is no wonder that tens of thousands of hectares of land can be confiscated from their homes.
When the last farmer, that is, the farmer whose house was taken over by the Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong, finished pressing his fingerprints on the deed, everything around him disappeared like a bubble, and the familiar classroom returned to everyone's eyes.
"Brother, what I just asked is why these farmers want to give away their fields."
Lao Zhu and Ji Boying stood on the podium together, and the others returned to their seats one after another. The two great gods who had returned from the body also returned to their original positions. They closed their eyes and adjusted their breaths, seeming to have achieved a breakthrough in their realm.
"It's simple."
"Let's settle the score."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, and then glanced at the emperor's princes who were seated again.
"Take the farmer you just met as an example. Under the most ideal situation, he can harvest ten stones of grain in a year through hard work. After paying the summer and autumn taxes due to the court, the remaining grain will be It’s enough to support the whole family.”
Hearing this, everyone nodded, this is a normal situation for farmers.
"But the reality is not like this. In addition to spending a small amount of time cultivating the fields throughout the year, this farmer spends more time doing various corvee services under the yamen sect. Even during spring planting and autumn harvest, They will all be sent to do hard labor and miss the golden period of farming."
"As a result, the actual harvest from farming in a year may only be four or five dan. In bad years, there may even be no harvest."
"However, the tax calculated by the yamen based on land and head must not be less."
"Once he can't pay taxes, there are only two ways waiting for him."
Ji Boying said so.
"Who can answer, which are the two roads?"
Glancing at the crowd, Ji Boying looked at Xiao Zhusi, who was in too much pain to sit down because Lao Zhu had hit his buttocks with a mace.
"You come."
Xiao Zhusi was stunned. Just after being beaten, he was called upon to answer questions. He must not have looked at the almanac when he went out today!
Then he found that Lao Zhu's eyes had fallen on him, and Xiao Zhu Si's scalp suddenly went numb.
"Two roads, two roads..."
After silently reciting it seven or eight times, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and Hongwu Zhu Di opened his mouth.
"rebel!"
As soon as these two words came out, the expressions of all the emperors and princes present suddenly changed.
These two words are really too sensitive for the emperor.
"very good."
Ji Boying looked at Little Zhu Di. Although this kid had been acting better in class recently, he had to say that his mind was spinning faster than the other two Zhu Di's.
Sure enough, when it comes to using your brain to learn, youth is your capital.
"But to be more precise, I have become a refugee."
"Of course, rebellion is also a type of refugee, so the answer is not wrong."
"Continue, another one?"
Ji Boying asked.
Before Xiao Zhu Si had time to breathe a sigh of relief, his face looked like he was constipated again. He had already exhausted all his strength before he even answered the question. He took a long time to answer the second question and still couldn't answer it.
Everyone else also frowned, thinking about what this second way was.
The logic of being unable to pay taxes and becoming a refugee is very smooth and reasonable.
Where does the second way come from?
At this moment, a low voice that was slightly hoarse and slightly sad sounded.
This voice comes from Lao Zhu.
"Go to hell."
The two faint words shook everyone's hearts instantly, and everyone lowered their heads.
As a descendant of the Zhu family, no matter how much you don't study, you still have to read the records of Taizu. Naturally, everyone knows that Lao Zhu's parents were forced to commit suicide because they could not pay taxes.
Lao Zhu himself went to rebel.
The two paths of rebellion and death were both taken by the ancestors of the Zhu family.
"Yes, just die."
Ji Boying raised his hand and patted Lao Zhu's shoulder to express comfort.
He didn't want to uncover Lao Zhu's scars, but only in this way could Lao Zhu and these descendants of Lao Zhu's family remember one thing.
"The emperor governs the country by relying on the small people."
"Your eyes must not only be on the temples, but also on the people."
"Li Er of the Tang Dynasty had a saying that was extremely reasonable."
"Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it."
The words fall.
The emperors and princes sat in silence for a long time, while Hong Xi and Zhu Zhanji were writing furiously, writing down all these words, preparing to go back and show them to his critically ill father.
Fatty Yongle, who was sitting in the second position, raised his head and looked at Ji Boying and asked.
"Master Immortal, the student has a question."
"explain."
Ji Boying nodded.
With the immortal master's permission, Fatty Yongle took a deep breath before speaking out.
"The imperial court issues the corvee every year after determining the people's farming time. How could it be that the people have no time to farm?"
After saying this, the eyes of the other emperors and princes also lit up. This was actually the question they wanted to ask.
Especially the serving emperors in the mid-Ming Dynasty, who lived high in the temples, always wondered why taxes were getting lower and lower every year, and why the people could not collect taxes.
Every time the courtiers were summoned to ask questions, the temple officials would reply to them, "The country has been safe for a long time, and the people have grown lazy." '
At first, these emperors of the Zhu family didn't really believe it, but over time they couldn't find any other answers, so they began to believe it with hesitation.
After all, few of these important ministers at the top of the temple have personally understood the living conditions of ordinary people.
"That's a good question."
This is what Ji Boying is waiting for.
He just decided not to turn on the first perspective of holographic projection unless necessary.
But now, it is a necessary situation.
"You all, be mentally prepared."
Ji Boying said something.
Everyone, including Lao Zhu, frowned. They didn't know what Ji Boying meant by what he said. Why should he be mentally prepared?
Just the next moment.
Suddenly, all the emperors and princes were shocked.
'It hurts! '
'what happened? '
'Who's hitting me? ! '
They subconsciously looked ahead.
All I saw were two fierce-looking guards. They raised their whips and whipped them down, scolding them as they whipped them.
Snap~!
"Your Majesty asked you to build the river embankment because he was looking down upon you. You are a ungrateful pariah! How dare you contradict your Majesty! You only deserve to serve for the rest of your life!"
Snapped……!
"You still dare to say that you have finished your corvee service. Do you think you have finished your service? Have you finished your service?!"
"As long as my lord doesn't nod, even if you fight to death, you haven't finished serving!"
"Ouch?! You dare to talk back? I'll beat you and me to death!"
Bang bang bang!
One whip after another hit the body, the pain of cracking flesh and blood, and the overwhelming hatred for the two servants instantly penetrated the hearts of these more than twenty emperors and princes.
Almost unanimously, they wanted to escape, and the way to escape was just two words.
"Gaia...!"
"Gaia!"
"Gaia Gaia Gaia!"
"…………"
"Master Immortal, why is Gaia useless?"
Ji Boying glanced at the group of bodies in front of him and sat on his seat, with a ferocious look on his face as he kept shouting "Gaia". His mind was on the emperor and prince inside the beaten servant.
He turned off the transition between first and third vision.
Not to mention calling Gaia, even calling Tiga would be useless.
Only by being beaten can people have long memories, become profound, truly understand the hardships of a common man to survive, and truly make a living for the people. What's more, these pampered emperors and princes should also be beaten. .
Zhengtongbaozong, Tianshunbaozong, Emperor Hongzhi, Jiajing Immortal: Don’t we have long enough memories? !
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PS: Due to physical reasons, the update time has become a bit messy recently, causing brothers to worry about catching up.
First of all, I bow to my brothers and apologize. I’m really sorry.
But this is not what I want. As a writer, I want to update on time every day, but I really don’t have any manuscripts saved. It’s hard to fix the time when I write now.
In a few days, until August, find a time to completely fix this update time.
I promise to do it by the end of the month and ask for a monthly ticket~!
(End of chapter)
