Di Ying smiled and didn't reply.
Yao Cong looked at him one by one.
But after looking for a long time and still not getting a response, Yao Cong pursed his lips and continued digging.
After a while, Yao Cong heard Di Ying ask him: "There are many insects growing in a farmland. How can we save the field?"
"You still have to ask? Just shovel the crops and plant them again."
Yao Cong, who was confused by the question, answered casually.
After answering, I felt something was wrong.
Yao Cong put his arms on the handle of the shovel and asked Di Ying doubtfully: "Where do you want me to be the county magistrate?"
Then he saw a strange smile on Di Ying's fat face.
He couldn't decipher the smile.
Yao Cong: "...can you speak directly if you have something to say?"
"able,"
Di Ying straightened up after hearing this, stretched and twisted again, just when Yao Cong felt that his emotions were about to go crazy.
Di Yingcai continued: "Look for someone to catch the bugs. If one person is not enough, find ten people. If ten people are not enough, then find a hundred people. I believe there will always be a time when we can catch them all."
It's not easy to grow some crops. If you can, just keep it. Otherwise, what will we eat next year? What's more, if you don't catch all the bugs, nothing will grow well if you plant again. "
Having said this, Di Ying's tone changed from solemn to somewhat relaxed, and then said: "You can't be a county magistrate.
No matter how smart you are, the matters that a county magistrate has to govern are too complicated and confusing, and you don't have the patience. Wait a minute, we can't let you go from a fifth-grade official to a seventh-grade sesame official, right? "
Yao Cong understood.
After all this, he still felt that Di Ying wanted to kick him into the army.
Okay, Yao Cong smacked his lips.
Human relationships in the military are simpler, which may be more suitable for me.
Anyway, just listen to Di Ying.
In the past, Yao Cong had to use his own brain whenever something happened.
After meeting Di Ying, Yao Cong felt that he suddenly felt much more relaxed.
It's that feeling: with a leader, life suddenly has a goal to strive for, and you are no longer alone.
At this time, Peng Liang, who had been digging, interrupted their "guessing".
"Sir, I found something."
Di Ying came to his senses after hearing the sound, put down the shovel, squatted down, stretched out his hand and dug a few times, and dug out a section of bones.
Seeing this, Yao Cong and Peng Liang quickly reached out to help.
Di Ying looked at their hands, then at her own hands, and muttered: "I need a pair of special gloves."
Di Ying also had the gloves used for experimenting on corpses before. That was what his master taught him to make. It was made from animal fur until it was thin and soft.
It’s just that Di Ying doesn’t know how to do it.
He can do the most delicate work in the art of burial and medicine, and do it meticulously, but when it comes to things in life... he really can't do it.
Yao Cong heard him muttering and said, "It's a small matter. I'll make a box for you later."
"Then let's make some more utensils by the way. I'll draw the designs for you later."
Di Ying immediately "climbed up the pole" without being polite at all.
There was no need for him to be polite. As soon as he said it, Yao Cong nodded without any intention of forcing it.
But there are no gloves yet, so the three of them can only dig the bones with their bare hands.
Plan it out bit by bit, then carefully take it out, place it on the oilcloth that Peng Liang brought and spread it, wrap it up, and prepare to take it back.
At this time, it was almost dusk.
The cold winter wind whistled through the mountains and forests, making a sound like whimpering. It's like someone in the world is crying sadly and telling the injustice they have suffered.
…
And in the emperor's bedroom.
The old emperor finished his dinner and felt that he had no appetite, so he put down his silver chopsticks.
Looking at the night outside the hall, after a while, he suddenly said: "In fact, Xiao Jianhui's crime is not worthy of death..."
The poisonous rouge is not intentional;
Qian Fu was not completely wronged;
The servants in Wu Jianhui's mansion, or the shopkeepers and servants in the shop, etc., have killed several people...
But that's just the servants being ignorant and relying on others' power. Wu Jianhui himself did not participate;
As for the calligraphy, paintings, antiques, jewelry and other ornaments that they stole from the private treasury... In fact, even if he died, they would still belong to the Wu family in the end.
The old emperor thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he seemed to be too angry at that time.
Eunuch Su, who was standing behind him, lowered his head and refused to answer these words.
Your Majesty is wise, brave and decisive in killing. But as long as the Wu family is involved, it's hard not to be biased. Since His Majesty ascended the throne, not many members of the Wu family have been beheaded by his personal orders.
However: Many talents who were boldly appointed have suffered a lot.
And Wu Jianhui has always been more popular with His Majesty.
Su Hong had already guessed that His Majesty would regret it one day when he calmed down.
I'm afraid that another talent will suffer.
Su Hong didn't answer, but his heart ached for Di Ying.
Sure enough, he heard His Majesty mention Di Ying.
"The backlog of cases in Dali Temple involves more than 10,000 people. As soon as Di Ying took office, he singled out the rouge poisoning case. Was it his intention?
The lost property case reported by Wu Jianhui was actually a flower lost in the flower house...
Well, is there a possibility that the loss of those flowers was actually caused by Di Ying? "
The old emperor muttered to himself, but in his mind he felt more and more likely.
She suddenly asked Su Hong with some fear: "I attach the most importance to my personal belongings and safety. How many days has Di Yingcai been here in the capital city? Already he understands this so well? And he took advantage of this." Went to deal with Wu Jianhui?"
"Your Majesty, don't think too much."
Su Hong took a breath quietly and mustered up the courage to explain: "No matter what Lord Di has in mind, there is indeed something wrong with the tribute that Lord Jianhui gave you.
Instead of admitting his mistake, he found another way to invade your private territory;
Moreover, there are indeed a lot of items lost in the private treasury, and it is indeed the work of Lord Jianhui and the eunuch of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
In addition, the servants of Mr. Jianhui's house have indeed committed murderous acts, and Mr. Jianhui has confessed to it himself, which shows that he was informed and responsible for the end. You are absolutely right in judging him for being lax in his rule and allowing himself to commit crimes.
According to Laonu’s personal thoughts: Master Di actually has no choice, right? His only support is you, but if he tells you directly, you won't pay attention to him, right? "
"That's true,"
After hearing this, the old emperor nodded lightly and said, "In the final analysis, Di Ying still has a public heart, but... I really don't like that he goes to such great lengths to deal with people from my mother's clan."
Su Hong lowered his head and looked at the ground. I just felt relieved, but His Majesty turned me around like this...
The worries buried deep in my heart bubbled up again.
