After a hearty work, Zhou Huai'an put down his tools with some unfinished feelings; I touched the sweat stains on my forehead. And looking at the ditch that has been dug into a straight line by itself is undoubtedly a very pleasant thing for potential mild obsessive-compulsive disorder patients.

Especially compared to this winter wheat field, the other people in the vicinity are potholes, different shades, or twisted and crooked, and the work progress is really miserable, which is even more comfortable.

After all, the subordinates who came out to work with him were old and young, but people like Tortoise Meng who really had specific field experience were still a minority, and it was good to be able to follow him to this level.

Therefore, this specially divided standard experimental field and winter wheat demonstration area is actually taken care of by the teachers and students of the College of Agriculture. At this time, Tortoise Meng, who was like an old farmer with a long scarf around his neck, walked over and whispered:

"The Metropolitan Governor is really a good force, but he has used up the place a little, and the ridge of this field is inevitably dug too deep, which is not conducive to soil covering cultivation and seedlings."

"What Lu Lao mentioned is that I will have someone fill it back when I go back."

Looking at the sincere expression on his face, Zhou Huai'an couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed next week. Well, there is still a gap between practice and planning.

Dressed up in a foreign outfit next to him, and carrying two skirts with small white hair, Hongyao'er also stepped forward to hand over the sweat towel, and brought a bowl of honeyed tea with a suitable temperature, which made Zhou Huai'an drink comfortably.

Hong Yao'er's delicate little face was already blown red by the cold wind, and then she was covered in Zhou Huai'an's arms. She has always been delicate and sensitive, and she seems to enjoy this silent care and a moment of warmth in the subtleties.

In the hands of the little white-haired amber and jade, there is also a large basket, which is given by the women and children in the Zhuangzi, and some small handicrafts made of straw and bamboo, but they are carefully stored and stored as treasures.

And when Zhou Huai'an stopped and signaled to rest, the others also gathered together and packed up their tools as if relieved; And walk in the shelter on the edge of the ridge. They sat down and rubbed their wrists. Poking his arms, legs, and feet, he patted his waist and began to take the refreshments he had prepared in advance.

There are even a few more conspicuous bald heads mixed in. For example, Shang Yan, the mission officer, Guan Xiu, a professor of calligraphy and painting, the consultant Xuzhong, and the first Yixin of the Buddhist Academy, all of whom are now working in the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, are also sitting together under a shed.

"This Metropolitan Governor is really a man of his word. It reminds me of the time when I was making a living in my early years, and it seems that this Metropolitan Governor has also not been less involved in the warmth of the world and the hardships of the people's livelihood. ”

Shang Yan, the mission officer, who rubbed the strangulation marks on his shoulder, said with a wry smile.

His common surname is Xue, the word Maosheng, and he is from Fenzhou. Originally, he was a family of cultivators, but because he saw through the darkness and difficulties of the world and felt that his ambitions were difficult to develop, he became a monk in Jingmen in the prime of life. But he never thought that since the Taiping Army came to Jinghu, he would have the day when he would be reborn to do things for the people.

In fact, now under the rule of the Taiping Army, except for some really remote mountains and old forests; There is no real place to escape the hustle and bustle; Most of the monks and the like were no longer able to live in peace, and were forced to take on their various things, either voluntarily or involuntarily.

Then Shang Yan sighed again:

"It is rumored in the world that the Governor is a man who returns to the world to save the world, but the interpreter really can't think of it; Which branch of the sect lineage can be cultivated to be so talented, as if it is an immortal figure who is born to know. ”

After all, the four monks present basically represent the different origins of the Northern and Southern Zen Sects, the Pure Land Sect, and the Tiantai Sect, and they can be regarded as half of the world's Buddhists.

"Now it doesn't matter if it's a Buddhist relationship and origin? . . ."

The advisor shook his head.

"As long as the words and deeds of the Metropolitan Governor make the world feel like this, then he is the natural choice of my Buddhism to have a source of compassion and go to the trouble to save the world. Is it that you and I can judge and dismiss? ”

"Do you know that there is now the greatest good government under the Metropolitan Governor?"

Yoshishin, the eldest of the Buddhist Academy, twitched his white eyebrows and sighed.

"Please also ask His Holiness to give me advice."

Shang Yan hurriedly arched his hand.

"You must know that the old man came all the way out of the mountain, and he has not heard of it for a long time in the land under the rule of the Taiping Army, and the evil habit of abandoning babies in the township."

Yoshinobu continued to stretch his snow-white eyebrows.

"This, His Holiness knows what's going on."

Shang Yan said more and more surprised and respectful

"Because since ancient times, the people have been poor and despicable, and they have been born again and again, and they are unable to support them. So he had to abandon and kill by the roadside; ”

Yoshishin explained slowly.

"Now under the rule of Taiping, there is gradually a surplus in the countryside without fear of urging, and there is no difficulty in raising; In addition, it is also the reason why the Governor's Office has a division that is specially accepted. ”

"Youji is actually willing to accept abandoned baby ?。。"

The only professor of calligraphy and painting who did not speak, Guan Xiu, who described the ugliness, was surprised.

You must know that in the past dynasties, the people have abandoned or drowned in the tragic affairs of the people who are difficult to feed the babies who are difficult to support, and the clan and government have repeatedly banned and banned them. Therefore, it is a great blessing that some of them can be abandoned in the temple and survive in the sand gate.

It's like Guan Xiu himself, although he is from the local Jiang family in Lanxi, but he is like the teacher of his father and son, and he is a "Buddha pre-life" who was abandoned in the seedlings and survived by luck. After all, Buddhism is not a place to raise young children, even if the abandoned baby is sheltered, there is a high probability of dying in it, and it can be called the blessing of the Bodhisattva to survive.

"Not abandoned babies, of course, but abandoned children. As long as there are registered people who are willing to send their children who cannot support them to the public school, they will have their own government to raise them in the future; And in this way, under the name of the generals in the army, he thought that he was raising a child and a fake son, and he passed on his family and surname. ”

Xuzhong also explained in a loud voice.

"Isn't this compassionate heart and the courage to make a difference enough to make most of the monks who can only avoid the world and cultivate in the world, and are powerless in the world, all kinds of shame and shame in front of them?"

When Guan Xiu heard this, he suddenly stood in awe and joined together, and reciting the Buddha's name was also a praise on his chin.

"The poor are deeply taught. But it's a moment of obsession and obstacle. ”

Shang Yan also got up and saluted after plastic surgery.

In another shed nearby, a group of low-level Wenzuo personnel gathered.

"On weekdays, everyone keeps talking about the hardships of people's livelihood and the difficulties of labor, but now they have personal experience and experience!"

Shu Shi Lu Yan looked at the blood blisters that quickly formed in his reddened palms, and couldn't help but sigh while begging for a needle to break through it.

"My generation is just imitating Ju Ploughing for a while, and that's what it looks like."

Han Hao, another scholar who was rubbing his calves, was also quite emotional.

"It is really very painful to think that those peasants have been working so hard for decades, bowing down to the dust and mud to provide for the taxes and food of the imperial court, supporting the levy of forced labor, and being tormented by famine and time chaos."

"That's why this is the magnificence of what the Metropolitan Governor has done."

A voice said, but it was Fang Gan, a specially appointed editor and cultural and historical consultant of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, known as Mr. Xuanying in the world, who also lifted the curtain and walked in to continue.

"Why did the things done by the Metropolitan Governor once make Jing, Lake, and Jiangxi boil, and so did the commotion. Because, what he wants to do is the great cause of Wu Dutian in ancient times. ”

"Kobu Doda ?。。"

Lu Yan and Han Wei couldn't help but look at each other, and suddenly remembered the corresponding allusions.

"When Guangwu first set the world, the tax and service of the world were calculated by the method of Dutian; However, the officials in the world and the surname Hao colluded together, and many were uneven, or they were good and right, and they were weak and weak, and the world was boiling and resentful. ”

Fang Gan, whose face was flushed from work, took the initiative to explain the doubts of the other people who were still in the shed.

"Then there was a military force to resolutely rectify the rule of officials, and those who sent them were truthful, and they knew the treacherous situation, and successively tortured and killed Yin Zhangling of Henan Province and the county guards who were not truthful, and there were more than dozens of local officials in Qianshi."

"From time to time, the great Situ Ouyang Shi awarded the "Book of Shang", the eighth as a doctor, and the identity of Confucianism; There are more than 1,000 people who are guarding the que and pleading for mercy, but they are still involved in crimes and are beheaded by Guangwu; So for a while, the traitor stumbled on his stomach and had nothing to deceive. ”

After that, many county lords and military commanders competed for chaos, and the county guards and county orders could not stop them and abandoned each other and fled. It is the decree of Guangwunai: Whoever listens to the group of thieves and beheads one of them in five people shall be removed from his crime; Then the thieves were suspicious of each other. ”

"He also used the merit of pacifying the chaos in the township to redeem the old sins of the local governors, such as 'staying, avoiding, and conniving'. In the end, it is to migrate its leader to other counties, endow the fields with endowments, and make peace and industry; In the end, the world was restored to peace and the law of the field was widely practiced. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Gan paused, but his tone became more intense.

"However, now our Dadu Governor, but he wants to use the step-by-step camp of the garrison and the collapse of the Qinghu Zhangtian, and eradicate the interests and disadvantages of the Haoyou, the big surname, the eunuchs, and the officials under his rule, and replace them with newly selected people who are simply uprooted in the Hanshu from scratch, or self-trained in the class. . . ."

"Isn't this a bigger and more thorough political strategy than Guangwu back then, how can it not make these old places turn against each other... However, in today's world, there are many people who don't have the strength and confidence to cross the township in Guangwu. ”

"Therefore, if you can achieve something step by step, and if you can push it to the world, what a grand and ambitious ambition this is."

Fang Gan was a learned man who read poetry and books; His greatest merit and specialty is that he can always find out the powerful and virtuous people of ancient times from historical records, which is enough to analogize the code of conduct and precedents of retro thinking about the present.

And these traditional literati, as long as they can find the basis and clues of the corresponding retro sages, they can easily experience the mental journey of turning black to powder; In this way, I accepted the changes and new things that came with it. It is only because this may be a precedent advocated and promoted by the ancient sages.

(End of chapter)