Daye Township, Zexin County, today is different from the past.

Early in the morning, there were three classes of officials leading the villagers to sweep and pave the road, breaking the silence of the fields in early spring and bringing a noise.

"I said Lao Bai, I heard that the county lord is going to plow in your field!"

An old farmer in his fifties said to an old man with a basket beside him while shoveling soil.

"Hehe, didn't you see the old Baitou's house lights on for a night? You must be burning incense at home, as soon as the county lord opens the plow, then it's okay?"

"That's it, I'll come to your house and drink when the grain is harvested!"

Some people joke with envy and jealousy.

"Where?

The old white man's vigorous defense caused more broken words.

"We are also blessed in our previous life, when we meet this official government, we will give you the fingers to farm, and the old man will plow. The old people up, how have you ever seen the big man coming?"

"Yes, it is said that this method was conceived by a person named 'Tiangongzi'. You think, call it Tiangongzi, it must be sent by heaven. ”

"Let's say okay, the plow used by that big man has to be touched by my second son. I'm looking for a little second son to read a little bit like a book, so that he can be extravagant, maybe he can become a master when he grows up!"

"Definitely, definitely. ”

That's what he said, but in his heart, he may want to let his little grandson follow closely and be extravagant.

"When—"

A servant came over with a gong and shouted: "The county lord has an order: Today I will plow in my Daye Township, with the six princes and sixteen princesses present, and my Luoshui County Shou Lord Zhang presiding, you must not collide with the nobles!"

"Oh boy, it's terrible—"

"Princess, princess—" Everyone looked at the old man white.

"Where?

Although his forehead was sweating, he still didn't say anything.

The old woman explained again and again, first, the land belongs to her own family, and no one will give it to her; second, no matter what people say, there is no food at home, and no one is allowed to eat!

The official continued to beat the gong, shouting at the top of his voice as he walked.

After a while, the villagers who heard the news had filled the nearby fields, leaving only a large field in the middle waiting to be plowed.

"Moo-"

A few buffaloes dressed in red and colorful colors were driven over, and some curved plows that the villagers had never seen were moved.

A master carpenter put the plowshares one by one and then adjusted them.

"Wow!" I saw the plow walking through the dirt, turning the black dirt upside down.

"This has to be more than a foot deep, right?"

There were knowledgeable old farmers talking to each other.

"If this is dug with a pickaxe, it won't work out at any good time!"

"It seems like a thing, if you can really collect an extra 100 catties per acre, then the warehouse in the house can't fit it-"

The passion of the people has been ignited, and they are blushing one by one. His face was full of longing, as if he had seen a barn full of grain. The people are so simple, and when they have a good harvest, their hearts are at peace.

"His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince of Dayue has arrived!"

Everyone's first reaction was to kneel and kowtow. In their hearts, these nobles have to kowtow to show respect.

"Her Royal Highness the Sixteenth Princess of Dayue has arrived!"

"Lord Dayue Luoshui County has arrived!"

This "ploughing ceremony" is enough for the villagers of Daye Township to be a lifelong conversation.

On the simple platform, the six princes, Zhang Jun and others sat down humbly.

It is inevitable that there will be a lot of noise below, some praise the prince's handsomeness, and some praise the princess's beauty. In fact, it's so far away, it's not real.

The county magistrate of Nazexin County is a short and fat man who is about fifty years old with a big belly, and at this time he walked to the front of the stage with a spring breeze on his face and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, today is really the big day of my Zexin County, my prince and princess of Dayue came to participate in the ploughing ceremony, and my Zexin County will be smooth in the future, and there will be a bumper harvest every year!"

Someone below took the lead, cheering and clapping. The county commander was very satisfied, stretched out his hand and pressed it, and then said: "Next, please ask me to preside over the ceremony of Zhang Junshou of Luoshui County!"

Zhang Jun stood up and shouted one after another: "See the county guard!"

Zhang Junshou came to the high platform, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "I have been founding the country for 800 years, and I attach great importance to agriculture and mulberry. He has the privilege of shepherding over the people. Come here today to plow, look at my Dayue, my Luoshui County, the wind and rain are smooth, and the harvest will increase production!"

"The wind and rain are smooth, and the harvest is increased!"

The people below also shouted along. This is not only in response to the county guard, but also the desire of the villagers for a good harvest!

When the people stopped shouting, Zhang Jun announced the second item: pray to heaven and sacrifice to the god of agriculture.

So the incense case was placed, and Zhang Jun lit the incense and worshiped three times, which was regarded as a sacrifice to the gods.

These things can only be done by local high-ranking officials like Zhang Jun, but the six princes and princesses cannot come, this is the officialdom system. Although the prince is noble, he cannot overstep his authority.

When the incense is burned, other officials also come to pray for the incense, and then the prince and princess can come forward.

When everything was over, Zhang Jun smiled and asked the prince and princess to come and plow together.

A few buffaloes had already set their foreheads, and the wooden ploughs had been set up.

Just waiting for the officials to come.

The six princes and Zhang Jun walked to a plough and each reached out to hold the handle of the plow.

"Plough down—"

Someone flicked the whip, and the buffalo went forward with the wooden plow, and the plow cut deep in the earth.

The people cheered again.

Zhang Jun and the six princes held the handle of the plough and walked slowly behind the old ox. The fields are not too dry, and from time to time there are muddy waters. But even so, no one dislikes dirty trouser legs.

"Lord Zhang, it's so convenient to turn over the ground like this!"

The imperial family has always been concerned about agricultural affairs, and every year there are celebrations of opening fields and harvesting grains, and the emperor and empress will personally go to the fields. Come to think of it, there is also a ceremony in Beijing recently, so I don't know if this method of deep cultivation has been implemented in Beijing.

"Yes, this Mr. Worry-free is really a man among the gods, and this farming method alone can benefit the people immensely. ”

The two of them were obviously not involved in farming, and the plow was not stable in their hands at all, leaving a twisted line behind them. Fortunately, the two of them still had the strength, and they were all steady, so that the plowshare was deeply rooted in the soil and a deep ditch was opened.

"Where's Mr. Sanssouci?"

The morning came, but I didn't know where I was.

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At this time, the princess and Hong Ziyan and a few maids had changed into casual clothes that were convenient for movement, Hong Ziyan had never seen how to plow the land, and the princess had only vaguely participated in such a few ceremonies of opening fields and harvesting grains. I haven't tried it yet.

There was the plow that had been prepared, and the princess and Hong Ziyan held it alone, and then Yang Yue over there shook her whip, and the buffalo turned over the hole with the wooden plough on the green land.

Several people were interested, shouting for the old cow to hurry up, and chattering about how long it would take to plow an acre of land.

The princess and Hong Ziyan, who were holding the plough handle, had a red face and held back their strength.

Unfortunately, the two of them had no experience at all, and the plow would slash through the dirt and plunge into the deep soil.

Yang Yue couldn't look at it and came over to change Hong Ziyan, but Hong Ziyan didn't dare to drive the cow with a whip over there, so she gritted her teeth and whipped down, and the cow scurried everywhere again. Don't look at Yang Yue here, she has kung fu, she is a layman when she does things like farming.

The women grabbed the plough and ran after the old ox, leaving a trail in the field like an earthworm crawling through. It made the people laugh.

Although there are officials and some officials who drink it, so many people can't control it.

The women were shy and anxious, but the busier they became, the more chaotic they became, and the old cow had already taken them around the field.

Even the six princes saw it, and they also laughed.

The more impatient Hong Ziyan who was driving the old cow, the more disobedient the old cow ran forward, and the plow behind him ran with the princess and Yang Yue.

Seeing that she was about to rush to the crowd outside, Hong Ziyan hurriedly pulled the reins that tied the cow's nose, and the cow snorted "moo-" and turned his head to rush towards her.

"Ahh

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Since childhood, he has been the pearl of his parents.

Although his father's official position is not high and his income is not good, he has never had any worries when the family is together.

When he was older, his father was very strict with his brother.

My brother is the future of the Hong family, so I won't fight with my brother for anything, my brother is also angry, and reading has always been the best among his peers.

Every time, others will praise my brother for how good he is, and he is so happy to listen to, but he is a little disappointed.

I remember when I was seven or eight years old, I heard someone playing the piano, and I listened to it. I was intoxicated at that time and became obsessed with Fuqin.

When my father took him to study with everyone in Jingzhong Qindao, I still remember that feeling of happiness.

The master is very kind, maybe it is the father's face, and he may think that the girl's family will not have longevity. However, I studied under the master for six years!

Until the master was no longer taught, until the reputation of "Little Talented Girl" and "Little Piano Idiot" rose in Beijing.

How I like my parents when they listen to me play the piano!

Whenever I see my brother praising himself happily in front of others, I feel really satisfied.

When those scholars were reciting poems or paintings, just for the sake of a song, they felt that it was just a boring game. So, I chose to keep the door closed.

Unexpectedly, the more he closed his door, the more famous he became in the capital, and his parents had to find a husband for themselves.

Who is that person?

Have you dreamed of it yourself?

But before it could happen, it was gone······

The father was wronged, the mother committed suicide, and the elder brother was in prison.

It was Uncle Yang who saved his brother and himself, but he himself was seriously injured.

How could my brother and sister-in-law let go of this grudge?

But how did you do it?

How sad would the princess be if she did something to hurt her?

And him······

Why, let myself meet him······

How could there be such a man in this world······

What woman in this world would not admire him······

It's better to look at him more, teach his sister for him, make pastries for him, make medicinal food for him, and ······ for him

This warm arm, could it be him?

If you don't wake up like this, then all the disturbances and ignore it, how nice······