Hong Chao is a great dynasty today.
Officials from the capital who did not need to attend court on weekdays all appeared neatly outside the hall.
Before His Majesty came, from time to time someone would look up at the bright tiles in the sky.
This thing created by Prince Yunzhong has been very quiet in recent days, but they always feel that this thing is like a sharp sword hanging above their heads, and maybe it will be used by them suddenly at any time.
Therefore, standing under it, I always feel the cold wind blowing and my whole body is chilled.
Mr. He is still stable.
The ministers standing at the back stared at the tall figure at the top and couldn't help but whisper: Even if they fall out with Prince Yunzhong like that, they are not afraid of Prince Yunzhong doing something.
Look, this is the courage a cabinet minister should have!
Regardless of whether he is a god or a ghost, as long as he gets in his way, he should be killed with one sword!
The next moment, a sudden sound was heard from the clear tiles in the sky, and the proudly erect back suddenly trembled in full view of the public. Then He Qingji looked up to the sky and did not look back for a long time.
Their ascended Yunzhong County King once again appeared in everyone's sight.
He was wearing strange clothes that were white and had no trace of stitching on the fabric. Her hair is still so short, but her complexion is much better.
In other words, every time he appeared after his ascension, his complexion would get better.
Thinking of all the folk rumors about Yunzhong County Prince, many people outside the main hall murmured in their hearts: Why can't they be so blind that they invite him to be punished? This was obviously because Prince Yunzhong had suffered so much that he recruited people to return to heaven to appease him.
The Prince Yunzhong, who had always looked so good-looking, looked like a celestial being across a long sky.
“The autumn harvest has been going on recently, I don’t know how good everyone’s harvest will be.”
The Prince Yunzhong, who ascended to immortality, spoke to them in heaven for the first time.
His brows were gentle, his eyes were smiling, and there were lingering clouds and mist around him. Following his words, the words "Autumn Harvest" appeared from the clouds.
"Xunzi said: plowing in the spring and working in the summer, harvesting in the autumn and storing in the winter. All four are in season." Following his words, this sentence from "Xunzi: Kingship" also condensed out of the clouds.
Then Prince Yunzhong stretched out his hand, and the two characters "Autumn" jumped out, forming a larger "Autumn".
"When the grain is ripe, fires need to be lit to prepare for shortages. This is autumn."
"He" and "Fire" both lit up in unison. They jump out of their own sentences and combine into a different color autumn character.
The ministers under the Mingwa looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to say.
"This...is this teaching people how to read?"
"Absurd! Even children with yellow hair know that literacy should start from the Three Character Sutra!" Zhang Shuli, the Minister of Rites, said plausibly, "When a child learns characters, he knows etiquette. He has a hammer in the east and a stick in the west, which can make people recognize a few characters. !”
"What Zhang Shangshu said makes sense. For the people, whether they are literate or not is secondary. Now is the autumn harvest season. How many people can listen to the one in heaven... giving lectures." Zhang Kui from the Ministry of Rites supported his immediate superior, "That one I have been in the clouds for so long that I don’t know the joys and sorrows of the people."
Someone looked at the two of them and said slowly: "Literacy is the next best thing. But last time it was "Shang Shu" and this time it is "Kingdom". I don't know what our Highness Yunzhong has in mind."
Hearing this, Zhang Shuli heard a cool voice coming from the palace before he spoke: "I don't know how to explain the autumn harvest. Since Mr. Li is worried, why don't you tell me."
When everyone came back to their senses, they found that Yang Yiheng had sat on the dragon chair at some point, and they didn't know how long he had been quietly observing everyone!
Under the throne, the ministers were sweating coldly and shouting in unison.
Yang Yiheng listened to their shouts of long live, but his eyes involuntarily fell on Jing Changjia.
Do you know? He thought, that's why today we are talking about the autumn harvest.
Since you know, why don't you come to me? If you are worried, why don't you come and reprimand me?
Do you think you can save them by saying something from a high place in the sky that no one cares about? !
Or are you teaching people to read, learn calligraphy, know the rise and fall of dynasties, and learn strategies from classics... Are you really trying to make the people uncertain as the following people say?
Do you want to rebel, Brother Jia?
Yang Yiheng frowned. He looked coldly at the prostrate ministers below and didn't call out for a long time.
Compared with the various thoughts in the palace, the people who are busy with the autumn harvest think much simpler.
While collecting the grains, they said happily: "I also know a word today!"
"I didn't expect that literacy is so easy. I know three characters!"
"We can also be scholars for a time."
Uncle Quan frowned when he heard this and said sternly: "None of you should underestimate the difficulty of studying! Now that you know two words, can you use the few words His Highness said to make an article?"
The man in the field touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Uncle, we are just talking... we only recognize these two words, how can we make a fuss about it."
"But is the eldest son's wife about to give birth?" Someone else raised his head from the field and shouted, "These two words I learned today can help me give the child a less vulgar name."
"Then wouldn't everyone in our village be called Qiuzi?"
Everyone laughed, and after the laughter, someone sighed: "Your Highness can come and teach us how to read, but I wonder if the gods in the sky will also have an autumn harvest."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene on the sky suddenly changed.
Prince Yunzhong disappeared, replaced by vast fields.
A male voice I had never heard before said: "Root monitoring shows that locusts have entered the incubation period, with the highest population density being eight per square meter. The situation is serious in some areas. The key damage areas are expected to be..."
Before they heard the name of the area, the faces of the people below all changed: "Locusts!"
This is the insect plague they fear most. Once it happens, nothing will be left in the fields. Every time it appears, it is nothing but a swarm of flying stars that cover the sky and starve to death thousands of miles away!
But in previous years, locusts only came during the dry season. It was already the autumn harvest, so how could there be locusts? !
In panic, I heard Mingwa in the sky continue: "The movement of the insect swarm has been detected, and the drone swarm has taken off."
Immediately afterwards, they saw the huge black dragonfly that appeared last time appearing on the field again.
Only this time they no longer sprayed out mist-like drizzle, but clusters of bright red flames. The black dragonfly crashed into the insect swarm, tearing open cracks in the dark cloud-like locust swarm.
Everyone under Mingwa was stunned.
Is this a magical method? No one needs to step in, and there is no need to go to the fields. Just a few things that look like dragonflies can solve everything?
Those were locust swarms...how could they turn into ashes so easily?
The fire in their eyes was blazing, and they missed Prince Yunzhong again.
If... if the county king is not restored to his death, will they not have to worry about the insect plague? Prince Yunzhong is a god in the sky, so of course he can easily solve the pest problem!
Even though Prince Yunzhong is a little greedy, he is the elder brother after all, and he also raised a saint. He has such magical means, so why not be bad if a saint tolerates it?
What is the conflict between him and the saint? It was so exciting that he died early!
Drones swarmed among the bright tiles, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for the autumn harvest in the fields in the sky.
The fairy’s autumn harvest is certainly unique.
There are no people in the endless fields, only huge carts that can walk on their own without the need for ox horses to pull them. It drove slowly by, and the rice in the fields disappeared in clusters.
With such means, why rob the autumn harvest?
As long as the gods live their lives peacefully, they will have endless food. Then the flat peach mentioned in the book that lasts for hundreds of years, does it also grow like this?
Their hearts were filled with excitement as they watched, their thoughts spinning around, and in the end, the only words left behind were the words "The Prince is here".
The magical weapon of the immortal family is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
But if the prince is here, will this year's autumn harvest and future autumn harvests be much easier?
Just like the new grain seeds in the field...
I have only planted the pillars for three years without looking at them. Do I have enough money to repair the house at home?
Why did the saint bother to have such trouble with the prince?
The autumn harvest magic weapon in the sky moved into the distance, and the bright tiles gradually darkened and returned to their translucent appearance.
After so many times, they already know that this is the end. Everyone looked away reluctantly, sighing one after another for a while.
Uncle Li Zhengquan asked for a piece of rice in his mouth. When he heard a sigh, he shouted: "You can recognize a few words and you will feel like a scholar. Watch some gods. You dare to think about the things of gods! If you don't harvest the fields here, you will lose money." Isn’t it still me?”
"Just think about it..." someone replied, "No wonder everyone wants to be a god. There are so many wonderful things in the world."
People in the field have loud voices. Zhuzi was not with them and heard this.
He dug potatoes sullenly, but nodded in agreement in his heart.
I asked him to say that it would be better for His Highness to go back, so as not to suffer in this world. A person as good-tempered as His Highness Yunzhong couldn't bear it anymore, and he didn't know how much injustice the saint had given him.
The three baskets tied to his body were full again, and Zhuzi dragged the baskets to the edge of the field.
His two sons and daughters are waiting at the edge of the field, waiting for him to drag the basket on his back, and they will help him drag the potatoes back home.
Usually, whenever they see him walking back, the children will rush over and help him push the basket on his back. Today everyone walked to the edge of the field, but the two children were still squatting there, holding a small wooden stick in their hands, not knowing what they were doing.
Zhuzi came closer and shouted. The two children raised their heads and waved to him: "Dad, come and see!"
Zhuzi took off the bark from his waist and walked up in a few steps, only to see a line of words neatly written on the ground.
His child read to him in a childlike voice: "Plowing in the spring and working in the summer, harvesting in the autumn and storing in the winter. All four are in good time. Dad, I have learned it!"
"I've learned it too!" My sister said not to be outdone, "I also know these two words!"
She took a small wooden stick and wrote the word "Grain" on the ground.
Zhu Zhu was shocked in his heart: "You...are all familiar with what His Highness taught you today?"
The two children nodded in unison: "His Highness said it more clearly than the gentlemen in the village, and they have all been remembered."
The gentlemen in the village always talk a lot, and they always have a lot of great truths. The two of them had never been serious about it, and they only met occasionally to eavesdrop outside the village school. I listened over and over again, but I still couldn't understand it.
What His Highness Yunzhong said today was very strange and easy to understand. Just watch it and you will get it!
Zhuzi looked at the children's innocent eyes and felt sour in his heart. He tightened the hoe in his hand and hummed: "Dad will work hard to cultivate the land and try to get you all to go to the village school for enlightenment!"
"I don't want to go to the village school..." The brother and sister looked at each other and murmured softly, "If only, if Prince Yunzhong could keep telling us..."
After finishing a simple lesson, Prince Yunzhong had already gone back to his room and fell asleep.
He stayed up all night answering questions and ran to the hospital. His body was already very exhausted. After another small class, all the excitement in my spirit was exhausted.
Almost as soon as he touched the pillow, he fell asleep.
But deep in his brain, the Interconnection System of All Realms is the most active.
Wave after wave of energy pours into its energy reservoir. The emotions this time were much more complicated than the last time. During the energy transformation, colorful lights flashed through the system.
The energy accumulation rises rapidly in the light.
"Beep——"
The Wanjie Interconnection System sounded a beep.
"The energy index is qualified and is being transformed."
"Data is about to be generated during memory scanning."
"Beep-beep-"
"The interoperability system of all realms is activated."
