ah? ? Call me? What are you calling me for? Li Chengqian was a little confused. He was punished by Xiao Rui once, so he wanted to hide when he saw Xiao Rui.
Empress Changsun understood and was moved by Xiao Rui's overall view. Seeing her son's performance, she frowned and scolded: "Chengqian, listen to your sister. When your brother-in-law calls you, just go over and cooperate."
oh……
"Housekeeper Gao, take two longer pieces of red silk and tie them into the plowshares. The prince and princess will go in front. You can watch over them."
Lao Gao, the chamberlain, happily accepted the order. He was not qualified to participate because he was an imperfect person. Now, the prince-in-law gave him a chance.
Looking at his son-in-law's arrangement, Li Er became more and more satisfied. He and Xiao Rui, each with a rein, smiled and whispered: "Boy, you are strong, don't run too fast and the plow will go astray."
Xiao Rui whispered: "I'm just afraid that you won't be able to keep up, so I asked Chang Le and the Crown Prince to go ahead and slow down a bit."
oh? Cunning boy... No, are you saying that I am too old to keep up with you?
Li Er glared at Xiao Rui fiercely, "I'm only thirty years old and have been fighting for many years. Although I don't have your martial arts skills, I'm not that unbearable."
A group of forbidden soldiers came into battle and carried away the cow with its broken leg.
With the sound of a whip, the plowing ceremony began again. Two children lead the way, two adults pull the plow, and an old man holds the plow. From a distance, it looks like ordinary people plowing the fields.
After a brief moment of surprise, someone took the lead in saying hello.
The onlookers came to their senses and cheered loudly! Long live the saint! Ten thousand years of the Tang Dynasty!
Everyone comes to participate in the plowing ceremony to witness, but also to get good luck and feel happy. The broken leg of a plowing cow seems to have an unknown meaning. But the explanations of Da Sinong and Master Xiao are also reasonable. More than half of the people in the country are people who pull plows. Your Majesty, the officials of the imperial court, and the noble gentlemen, are they willing to suffer the sufferings of the people?
Seeing the officials' retreat, the people were disappointed. But seeing the saint stand up, everyone's hope was rekindled.
Now, the emperor takes his children to the battle to pull plows together. What else can better prove this saint's love for the people than this scene? With such an emperor, why should the Tang Dynasty be unhappy?
Listening to the roaring cheers, Li Er's expression perked up, feeling that the people's support could be used, and the reins on his body felt a lot lighter. Many civil and military officials couldn't help but sigh, what a way to turn danger into safety and win people's hearts, Xiao Rui is really awesome.
Old Xiao Yu laughed and scolded: "This kid just loves to show off."
Fu Yi, an old friend next to him, joked: "Shi Wen, are you jealous that it's not you who accompanies the saint to pull the plow? What happened today will be recorded in the annals of history."
The emperor was in high spirits, and even pulled him back and forth several times in one go, covering half an acre of land without feeling tired.
Xiao Rui: Nonsense, you walked through the front door with the longest rope, and I had the shortest rope. I was working hard the whole way, so of course you didn’t feel tired!
While the people were cheering, they noticed that it turned out that manpower pulling the plow was so efficient. Sure enough, the plow was a gift from God!
When they were resting and breathing, everyone noticed that the emperor's face was covered with sweat. Even the prince and the little princess were panting. Only Mr. Xiao's face remained normal and he was not panting. Could it be that this guy doesn't work hard enough? Let His Majesty do all the work?
(Xiao Rui: An unjust death, why don’t you come up and try? Who knows who will do the work! Does the emperor sweat because he works hard? Maybe it’s due to kidney deficiency?)
Someone who was good at flattery came over to support him: "Your Majesty, take a rest for a while and pay attention to the dragon's body. Ordinary people don't plow half an acre of land in one go. They just rest one ridge at a time."
"No, I must plow at least one acre of land according to the etiquette of the Spring Plowing Ceremony. I must do it well."
Looking at the hypocritical people, Xiao Rui rolled his eyes and suddenly had an evil idea, "Your Majesty, since everyone feels sorry for your dragon body, why don't you let all of you experience the difficulties of people's livelihood?"
"Oh?" Li Er turned around and saw Xiao Rui winking, and quickly understood. I think you are the one with the most clever ideas, how bad you are! However, I like it, but I don't know how to deal with these fat-headed lazy people.
Li Er put down the reins and waved his hand, "Come here, bring me a hundred new plows. The joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of everyone. I want to farm with hundreds of officials and experience the hardships of people's livelihood. My dear friends, old people help the plow." , able-bodied young men pull the plow, and they work in groups of three, and they are freely grouped and distributed. Today, our monarch and his ministers have one hundred new plows, and they can plow out two hundred acres in one day. There should be a record in the history books, right?"
ah? Do you really want us to pull the plow? It looks pretty easy, can we pull it off?
The official responsible for recording history immediately stood up and said, "The emperor and his ministers worked together to cultivate two hundred acres a day. This is a grand event that has never happened before in ancient times. It should be recorded!"
As soon as this statement came out, all the officials seemed to have been given an injection, and they started to form groups freely.
"Hey, Lao Wang, you are only thirty-eight years old, how old are you? You should be pulling the plow."
"Uncle Guo, you are only in your thirties, how dare you help the plow?"
Changsun Wuji: Look at my big belly and ask me to pull a plow? My cat won't bend down.
"Why should your civil servants help the plow, while our generals should pull the plow? We also want to enjoy ourselves..."
"What? You civil servants have no strength? Oh my! When we quarrel in the court, you are more aggressive than anyone else..."
"We won't team up with you. We generals will work in groups of three. We can also change shifts and take a break."
A group of people started arguing.
As a hundred new plows and reins were put in place, the quarreling people also separated into free groups. It seemed a bit different, but it represented everyone's good relationship.
Duke Xiao Yu of the Song Dynasty looked at the reins in his hands and said with some complaint: "Brother Fu, we are the same age, why are you helping the plow?"
Fu Yi stroked his beard and smiled and said: "Brother Shi Wen, this idea came from your good son. How dare you let me pull the plow? Military generals are fine, but they have caused suffering to us civil servants. Who is not above the red robe?" A handful of old bones? Can it stand up to the torment?"
Xiao Yu was speechless and could only sigh, what a cheat!
As for leaving a name in history? Anyone with a bit of brain will know, shit! When two people come on stage one by one, they will leave their names in history. When they come on stage in groups, they can sum up one sentence: On a certain day of a certain month in a certain year, the spring plowing ceremony was held. The emperor and all the civil and military officials participated in the spring plowing ceremony. People took the place of oxen, the old man helped the plow, and the strong man held the plow. Pulling a plow and plowing two hundred acres a day, it was an unprecedented event!
Li Er's team, who finished the plowing first, went off to have tea and rest. Xiao Rui diagnosed and prescribed medicine for Da Sinong, who was tired and left, and ordered people to send him back to recuperate. Li Er followed up and rewarded him.
Looking at the busy people in the field, Li Er said jokingly: "Boy, your vicious plan has offended them miserably. Just wait to be scolded."
Xiao Rui spread his hands, "Anyway, they all call me evil star behind their backs. Just scold me. Don't worry if you have too many debts. Your Majesty, I took the blame for you. Is there any reward?"
Li Er smiled and scolded: "I gave you my daughter, and even promised you a second wife. What's wrong with taking the blame for a few days? And you still need a reward?"
Xiao Rui said seriously: "I don't want any property, how about you give me half a month's holiday? I haven't had a day off since the New Year."
Hearing this, Li Er nodded: "The spring plowing has just begun, and the great Sinong fell down from exhaustion. You are the young minister of Sinong Temple, and you must take responsibility. Wait until this year's spring plowing is over. I will let you go for a month." You should have a good rest during the holidays."
Xiao Rui curled his lips and said to himself that the production team's donkeys don't handle themselves like this. My son-in-law is the one...
"Hey, kid, what are you doing? There is a celebration dinner today."
Xiao Rui strode away without looking back. He waved his hand and said, "I'm too tired. I'm going back to bed. I won't be attending the dinner."
Walking to the side of the farm cow with a broken leg, Xiao Rui's eyes lit up and he said to a group of forbidden soldiers: "Do me a favor and send this guy to my house. If he loses his chain at the critical moment, don't let him go easily."
Gongsun Wuda, the commander of the imperial army, said in confusion: "Huh? Prince-in-law, he is a beast, does he still need to be punished?"
Xiao Rui smiled, leaned closer and whispered: "It is a sin in the Tang Dynasty to kill cows. If you have a rare opportunity, I have the secret recipe for beef stew. When it is ready, I will give you two pounds to try."
Gongsun Wuda looked startled, then laughed, "Haha, come on, come on, get a few more people, bring a big cart, and take this cow with a broken leg to the prince-in-law's house."
Li Er saw it from a distance and laughed and scolded: "This bastard won't suffer any loss. Isn't it just asking you to pull the plow for a day? You just steal one of my cows, that's my cow!"
Then he called Xiao Changle and whispered for a while. The little guy's eyes lit up. So in the next two days, Xiao Changle became Xiao Rui's follower and was inseparable. They didn't give up until they successfully informed the emperor's father and the whole family had a whole-cow feast.
The celebration dinner on the day of spring plowing was postponed for three days because all the ministers involved in plowing were exhausted. They were all pampered people. When had they ever done farm work? Or be a cow and a horse, plowing two acres of land at once! There were blood blisters all over his hands and shoulders. Xiao Rui was so damaged.
Not to mention attending the dinner party, they were unable to attend the morning meeting the next day. Everyone just wanted to lie in bed and sleep. As a last resort, Li Er had to announce that the morning meeting would be suspended for one day.
