Normally speaking, there is a saying in Daqian that all things are inferior, only reading is superior.
Even if it is a fundamental matter related to the family and the country, such as farming, it should be beyond the eyes of scholars.
He is a good scholar and goes to farm, which means he is not doing his job properly.
Therefore, after Li Long finished speaking, he was quite uneasy, fearing to displease the Xin'en Mansion.
After all, his ideas are really unreasonable and unrealistic.
For rice, high yield means high yield, and flood resistance means flood resistance. There is no reason to combine the two.
Furthermore, for such rice, not only did the predecessors leave no corresponding records, but he himself had never worked it out, he just had some assumptions.
If you speak up, you will inevitably be punished.
After all, after hearing this, Master Lu reprimanded him for not doing his job properly.
But who would have thought that after a long time, instead of being punished by Li Changkong, Li Long was greeted with praise.
"Okay! Okay! Your specialty won my heart!"
"It's very gratifying to be a teacher that you can have such a hobby and study like this!"
"So, don't you have a place to live now?"
Li Long nodded when he heard this, feeling quite ashamed.
The dignified seven-foot-tall man didn't even have a place to stay.
"In that case, let's not go back to our hometown at all. Now that we have come to Qiandu City, we will take the provincial examination in Qiandu City."
"You can move to Wulinghou Mansion and live with my master."
When Li Long heard this, he burst into tears of gratitude and said, "Thank you so much for your mercy."
It seems that I have learned from the wrong teacher this time!
This En Mansion seems to be a little different from Master Lu.
It was just a matter of not allowing him to give gifts, but they actually provided him with a place to stay.
In this rustling autumn wind, Li Long couldn't help but feel a warm current flowing through his heart.
"Don't be too happy. This house is for you to live in, but you have to work. Do you understand?"
"It should be, it should be. Students are also people with hands and feet. There is no reason to be freeloaders."
Hearing this, Li Changkong nodded and said, "In that case, I have a large piece of wasteland in Xishan, and I will leave it to you to cultivate and take care of."
"In my spare time from studying, I went to Xishan to have a look and experiment to see if I could grow the magical rice you mentioned."
When Li Long heard this, he was shocked.
This is not work, this is clearly an opportunity for him to realize his ideal!
There is such a kind house in the world!
"From now on, students will only rely on Enfu to drive around. Even if they have to go up the mountain of swords and go down to the oil pan, they will never say no!" Li Long said with tears in his eyes.
"Okay, that doesn't have to be the case. Come back home with me first and have a reunion dinner."
"Tomorrow, take the money and bury your father alive and well."
Li Long felt a lump in his throat when he heard this. He really didn't expect that he would be able to have a reunion dinner this Mid-Autumn Festival.
After all, even his father is gone.
Just like that, there was another person on Li Changkong's chariot.
It was already night when the three of them returned to Wulinghou Mansion.
However, even though a table of dishes was prepared in the mansion, Butler Yang explicitly prohibited it. No one could touch the chopsticks until Li Changkong came back.
So when the three of them came back, the food was a little colder, but if it was warmed up, it was still edible.
"Don't be stunned. Let's all sit down and start eating." After the food was heated, Li Changkong said as he sat on the main seat and looked at the servants and maids on both sides.
When the maids and servants heard this, they looked at each other quite a bit.
People like them feel from the bottom of their hearts that they cannot go to the table and eat with the host.
"What? After waiting for so long, are you still not hungry?"
Even though Li Changkong said this, everyone still looked at each other and did not dare to step forward.
When Butler Yang saw this, in order to resolve the embarrassment, he said, "Master, why don't you let us go down to eat?"
"Going down? Where to go? Could it be that the people here are not from my Wulinghou Mansion?"
"Hurry up and take a seat, otherwise, don't blame me for being such a master!"
As soon as these words came out, the maids and servants were moved.
After all, the Marquis of Wuling Mansion is a wealthy family, so it naturally has its own family rules.
Although on weekdays, neither Li Zhufeng nor Li Changkong paid much attention to this thing.
But saying it at this moment is still very intimidating.
"The young master has said so. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival again. Let's have a reunion dinner together." Butler Yang also hurriedly smoothed things over.
"Thank you, Master!"
"The young master is really a living Bodhisattva from heaven who has descended to earth!"
"It's so kind of you, Master, to let us come to the table to eat."
Listening to these discussions, Li Changkong burst into laughter.
But just eating at the same table can have such a big impact.
The class concept that is deeply ingrained in one’s bones is truly terrifying.
As a time traveler in the 21st century, Li Changkong naturally felt that this was extremely normal.
But in Li Long's eyes, it was another matter.
He had also heard about the reputation of the heir apparent of Wulinghou Mansion, and it was mostly a bad name.
But now it seems that these people are really hateful, and they actually slandered Enfu like this!
There are many hypocritical people in Qiandu City who say how nice they are to their maids and servants, but in fact, they are just condescending and giving some money.
There are only a few people who can really be like Li Changkong, eating at the same table as the maids and servants.
Enfu has such a kind heart, but he is given a bad name. Those who spread rumors will only insult people's reputation. It is really hateful!
After finishing the reunion dinner, Li Changkong waved his hand, indicating that the maids and servants could leave.
Then he pointed at Li Long and said to Butler Yang, "This is my new disciple. Please clean up a room in the house for him to live in."
"Okay...what?" Butler Yang's voice suddenly rose an octave higher.
"What's the problem?" Li Changkong frowned slightly.
"It's...no problem." Butler Yang was on the verge of crying.
There is no problem with this. This is a huge problem!
How can I still not know the virtues of my young master?
How can one be knowledgeable enough to be a teacher to others?
Isn’t this misleading?
These days, the last thing you can't mess with is a scholar.
If this misleading thing spreads out and those scholars know about it, shouldn't they drown the young master with their spit?
Then how can I explain it to the master?
"May I ask what the origin of this young master is?" Butler Yang could only ask cautiously after careful consideration.
"I am originally from Yuzhou. Because I believed the words of Lu Heng, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue, I went to Qiandu City to take the exam."
"Unexpectedly, I was deceived by Lu Heng and asked for some silver."
"For this reason, my father died tragically!"
"Fortunately, my mentor took pity on me and enlightened me with his inspiring words."
"Then he gave up the dark side and turned to the light. He abandoned Lu Heng's door and wall and joined the En Mansion."
After listening to what Li Long said, Butler Yang almost wanted to suffocate to death.
