Xi shan!

Early in the morning, almost all the students rushed to the school.

After ordering, let them rest for a while, Shen Ao couldn't wait to return to the shed, and as soon as the burden was opened, the little tiger surrounded him!

Shen Ao took out the sugar gourd, took out the sweet and sour pork ribs packed in the bamboo tube, took out a rattle, and a sugar man.

Xiaohuzi was so excited that he danced with his hands, constantly shaking the rattle, making a pleasant sound, and then, he proudly pinned the rattle to the waistband of his trousers, but he was reluctant to eat the sugar gourd, and treasured it as a treasure.

Shen Ao began to instruct Zhang Sanba to decoct the medicine again, just in case, this time he brought more than a dozen flavored medicines, some of which were used to treat Zhang's mother, and some of which were kept as reserves.

Zhang Sanba showed a sincere smile at Shen Ao and said gratefully: "Thank you, with these medicines, this disease will be cured." ”

Shen Ao looked at Zhang's mother on the wheat straw pavement, and a trace of sadness crossed the depths of her eyes, Zhang's mother was too old, and at this time she was displaced, a serious illness, almost exhausted all her energy, it can be said that she was about to run out of oil, even if she was cured of the disease, whether she could survive this winter, but it was unknown.

It was the first time he had such close contact with life and death, in the past, in the book, the understatement of 'cannibalism' and 'people are like mustard', these few strokes for the famine and the suffering of ordinary people, at that time, he didn't feel anything, and even he couldn't help but think, these Diao people are really stupid, if there is nothing to eat in the field, why don't you go down to the river to catch fish, and don't go up the mountain to catch birds?

But now, when he really got in close contact with Zhang Sanba and his mother, as well as this child from a poor family, he knew how much blood and tears were behind the words that had no temperature.

He even knew that Zhang Sanba was lucky, after all, he was fortunate to come to Xishan and was sheltered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Xinjian Bo.

Mother Zhang is also lucky, at least ...... She was not hungry and short of medical treatment.

Their luck made Shen Ao understand the misfortune even more, and it is conceivable how desperate those unfortunate people should be.

Shen Ao was silent, he gradually got used to silence, sighed, seemed to feel that he should say something, and said: "Yes, after taking medicine, the pain will be relieved." ”

But he didn't dare to look at Zhang Sanba's eyes.

He felt an indescribable sadness, ashamed, and even ashamed of himself, not only himself, but also his father, and many of his uncles.

The bangs rang.

Someone came to each household to inform: "You don't have to burn the stove today, go to the canteen to eat, yesterday unfortunately fell and killed three cows, hey, it's really unfortunate, His Royal Highness the Prince and Xinjian Bo had no choice but to slaughter the cow, boiled beef bone soup, and roast beef potatoes to eat, this cow, it's really pitiful, usually plough the land for us, eat wheat stalks, and be willing to sell strength for us, and when he dies, he also gives everyone nourishment, His Royal Highness the Prince is heartbroken, and ordered to come down, and the cattle in the West Mountain must be watched in the future, don't let them fall and touch, this cow ...... It's not easy! ”

In the dining hall, it was in full swing, because there were many people, so the chairs were removed, everyone had to stand, pots of potatoes and roast beef were moved, and there was a soup boiled from beef bones, the aroma was fragrant, and everyone moved their index fingers, staring at the meat in the basin one by one.

Zhu Houzhao shrugged his head and did not appear in front of the living beings and farmers.

Three cows, in fact, is enough for one meal.

The miners have asked Wang Jinyuan to send a hundred catties to improve their food. Tuntian Thousand Households also sent a few hundred catties, and the rest were all placed in the canteen.

Fang Jifan was in a good mood and whistled: "Your Highness, it's time to eat meat." ”

Zhu Houzhao glared at Fang Jifan with a guilty look, and said without concealment: "Why is it that every time the palace does it, you just stand and look at the wind." ”

Fang Jifan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Your Highness, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. ”

"So it's all your fault." Zhu Houzhao followed the vassal of the dynasty.

Fang Jifan was a little confused, is this also my fault? Did I tell you to kill? I'm just saying that the cow walks like a fly, and the meat must be very tender!

Fang Jifan said angrily to Liu Jin: "Liu Jin, you come to judge the theory, who is to blame for this?" ”

Liu Jin had already smelled the smell of meat, and his mind had already flown to the cafeteria, and he had been swallowing saliva all the time, he ...... Hungry again.

If he could, he could have challenged himself to fit a cow into his belly.

Xinbo suddenly asked, and Liu Jin finally came back to his senses from the beef in his head!

It's just that...... Looking at Fang Jifan's murderous gaze, Liu Jin shuddered and couldn't care about eating.

After a brief silence, the ...... sensed the trap beneath the question, which ...... It's a proposition.

"Blame the slave maid ......" Liu Jin beat his little chest and squeezed out tears: "It's all slaves and maids who are not good, slaves and maids are greedy, His Royal Highness pities the cattle that the slaves and maids killed, the slaves and maids really deserve to die, and they will be reincarnated as cows in the next life." ”

When you hear it, it really sounds like this.

Zhu Houzhao was happy, and then put his arm around Fang Jifan's shoulder and said: "Old Fang, this palace feels a lot better, let's go, eat meat." ”

Fang Jifan also said happily: "Go!" ”

Liu Jin cried half and whimpered, only to feel that his back was wet, so dangerous! But as soon as he heard that he was going to eat meat, he suddenly didn't think much about it, and hurriedly trotted after him.

In fact, Zhu Houzhao is quite a good person in the position of dean.

Fang Jifan summed up afterwards, and only then did he realize that the Ming Wuzong in history was by no means a wasted name.

When he was in Datong, he was able to defeat the little prince who rose in the Tatar Department at that time, and it was not just a matter of luck.

This guy is very good at leading soldiers, willing to share the joys and hardships with others, refusing to eat alone, and taking the lead, all of which are the basic qualities of a famous general.

And when he came here to teach and educate people, he used such a routine, in fact, it was also such a routine, using the strict system formulated by Fang Jifan to ask others, but at the same time, as a demonstration, since he wanted others to reclaim, he would first reclaim, and let others live with the farmers, so he also lived with the farmers, and wanted others to take night classes seriously at night after a hard day, and he also took night classes very seriously.

Even, he learned to take notes, and he didn't need Liu Jin to clean up his bed, and when he got up early in the morning, he would roll it up.

At noon, like everyone, with a basket of clothes, he took Fang Jifan to the river to wash clothes, Fang Jifan was not in good health, everyone knew that the old man had a brain disease, sometimes Fang Jifan felt dizzy when he was washing, so he hid in the shed to rest for a while, Zhu Houzhao had to take the clothes in Fang Jifan's basket and obediently took care of the patient.

After washing for a while, Zhu Houzhao trotted from the river, as if he had found something new, holding a piece of clothing in his hand, and said beautifully: "Old Fang, old Fang, what are you." ”

Fang Jifan was under the shed, feeling a little cold, chewing the wheat stalk in his mouth, seeing the things that Zhu Houzhao was carrying excitedly, he also took it under his nose and sniffed violently: "Salted fish smell...... I don't usually see you through it. ”

"......" Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao sympathetically, he really couldn't bear to tell Zhu Houzhao that this was the reason why Nei* smelled of salted fish, probably because of ...... In the morning, the supervisor dug the ditch and sweated a little more.

The ancients didn't wear the inner *, Fang Jifan is different after all, he is three generations of single inheritance, and the future reproduction of the Fang family will fall on him, therefore, Fang Jifan is extra protective of his children and grandchildren, and let Xiao Xiangxiang sew a few for himself according to the style.

Now looking at Zhu Houzhao's curious appearance, smelling and propping up to look left and right, Fang Jifan thought about it before he said, "This ...... This is a face towel. ”

"Huh?" Zhu Houzhao said with a surprised face: "Wash it on your head?" ”

"Probably." Fang Jifan replied ambiguously.

Zhu Houzhao said happily: "Next time the palace will also try one, or, this face towel will be used by the palace tomorrow?" It's decided. ”

Zhu Houzhao didn't wait for Fang Jifan to reply, he had already turned around, and rushed to the river to wash his clothes, he seemed to feel a little weird, he tried to put his head on the inner * and wiped his face, he always felt very inconvenient, but he soon stopped thinking about it, the unity of knowledge and action, first used it and then pondered the truth.

Fang Jifan swore that he would never wear the inner * again in the future, otherwise one day, if Zhu Houzhao knew the function of this inner *, he would definitely cut off his head.

In addition, you have to sew more than a dozen more for washing your face, so that you can leave no flaws at all.

Well...... It's still important to have a small life, as for the children and grandchildren, there is a way to stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!

Zhu Houzhao bent down to wash his clothes, so seriously, the river water in winter was very cold, Zhu Houzhao took off his boots and stepped into the river beach, at first when he went into the water, he first grinned from the cold, and then gradually adapted to the temperature, so he bent down, smeared his clothes with soap horns, and learned from other people's laundry, rubbing his clothes vigorously, but from time to time he yelled at Fang Jifan on the shore: "Old Fang, is your head good?" ”

"That's it, that's it!"

Then he lowered his head and continued to scrub a pair, but he felt that his whole body was hot, and the sweat fell into the river, rippling and rippling.

Fang Jifan looked at Xiao Zhu Xiucai with a smile, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, God appreciates food, if there is no brain disease, this day is really impossible, people who do big things, it is not possible to be lazy, hum, if I don't have a brain disease, this young master will definitely be ...... Everything must be done by hand.

In this closed environment, people like Shen Ao are gradually changing, and everyone is also affected by each other, so why is this not the case with Zhu Houzhao?

Fang Jifan influenced Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houzhao influenced those scholars, and why didn't the scholars affect His Royal Highness the Prince?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, scholars, farmers, miners, janitarians, and Fang Jifan, together with each other, worked hard to collide with different values, and in the end, they gradually merged.