Fang Qingchen suddenly smiled, and explained to Zhao Wangchen softly: "The way of politics is the first element. You see, those officials from the big clans don't know how to plough the land, and those Qingliu Hanmen who claim to be cultivating and reading heirlooms are also clumsy. Ploughing and reading heirlooms, ploughing and reading heirlooms, it has always been others who plough, and it is themselves who read. In fact, they died poor in the stacks of books, and these people refused to do cheap labor. ”

There was a sneering look in his eyes: "Of course, if no one farms, everyone will starve to death, so no matter how much they look down on farmers in their bones, the court must also shout to advocate agriculture and respect farmers, get these official articles, and appease the common people to continue to work for them." You will have to stand on the court in the future, and you can't see through it, you can't learn it. ”

Fang Qingchen hadn't told Zhao Wangchen these simple and rebellious truths for a long time. Zhao Wangchen was speechless, and it took a long time before he asked, "Master, you have seen it through, so, have you learned?" ”

Fang Qingchen was looking at Qin Xufei, who was planting rice in that small paddy field, and didn't seem to hear Zhao Wangchen's question.

Qin Xufei, the king of the Great Chu State, really rolled up his pants and ran to the paddy field over there to pout his ass and plant seedlings. Because he is a Qin person, the people around him especially don't give face, pointing and pointing without saying anything, and bursts of laughter are even more endless. Qin Xufei is thick-skinned enough, without the embarrassment of other officials, and he will wave and smile at everyone when he raises his hand to wipe his sweat.

Fang Qingchen pointed at Qin Xufei and asked with a smile: "Forget Chen, do you see what our political king is doing?" ”

Zhao Wangchen took a look at it and sighed: "I worked very hard, and the seedlings were planted neatly, but it was just ......"

Fang Qingchen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's just ......"

"It's just that, first, it's not the season to plant rice, and second, he planted too deep and too dense, and the owner of the field had to pull out all of his planting. Plug it in again. ”

Fang Qingchen laughed loudly when he heard this, and pointed to Qin Xufei's location from afar, he was really happy.

The god of war of the Qin State, the number one hero in the world in the hearts of the Qin people, turned out to be such a stupid person.

He was stooping over and rubbing his belly with laughter. When the Qin generals over there looked at his gaze, they knew who he was laughing at, and they didn't feel that everyone was angry.

Zhao Wangchen frowned and said continuously: "Master, you can restrain yourself a little......

Where is Fang Qingchen a restrained person, not to mention that he is very happy at this time, even if he wants to converge, he can't help it.

The atmosphere was slightly tense, and Qi Shijie was especially angry. I couldn't help but throw the hoe, rolled up my sleeves and wanted to step forward, dragging this guy who only laughed at others down to work.

As long as this so-called legend can really do a farm job decently, then everyone can recognize him no matter how ridiculed by him!

Finally, Qin Xufei realized that something was wrong in time, and quickly let out a low shout. This is to avoid his own temperament, which is really not suitable for his subordinates to do intelligence, and send his life to the hands of Qingchen, a place where he is very likely to be annoyed and angry. He looked around. smiled, patted the mud off his hands at will, walked to Fang Qingchen's side, sat down like Fang Qingchen, and took a sip of Fang Qingchen's wine glass. Xinran said: "Fang Hou really knows how to enjoy. ”

Fang Qingchen looked at him sweating profusely. It seems to be harder than the bloody battle on the battlefield, but his expression is calm and calm, and he can't help but smile: "The king of the council is good-minded." Didn't you find out. Are all the common people laughing at you? ”

"Jokes are jokes, what does it matter. I can't do everything, can I? On the battlefield, others are inferior to me, and of course I am inferior to others in farming, so what is there to be ashamed of. Qin Xufei smiled heartily: "Moreover, we are messing around like this, and the people find it interesting, but it is better than everyone farming together in a serious and serious manner." If they are stupid, they will make a fool of themselves, but they would rather be ugly than come to farm, and they should be more impressed. Ordinary people who don't know how to farm, and who really rarely see farming, let everyone laugh and relax, they may be closer to us, instead of just thinking that we are high and out of reach. ”

Fang Qingchen didn't expect him to have such a free and easy state of mind, he was slightly stunned, but then he smiled, and his eyes lightly swept over the hundreds of people around him.

Those who were talking, smiling, and gently pointing, those who begged for a living in the fields day and night, there were Chu people and Qin people. The Xindi policy made Qin Chu mixed with the distribution of fields, and they had to work together and survive together. For months, after a lot of hatred, they could stand together, at least superficially, in harmony, watching the same excitement, going to the same event, and occasionally whispering and laughing with each other.

Those soldiers who used to be the lowest level in the Qin army are laughing and telling the Chu people around them that the person who stupidly planted rice is our third highness, and now the king of the local government.

The corners of Fang Qingchen's mouth turned up slightly. After all, this is the capital, and the people and the Qin people have been living together for several years, naturally

It's more harmonious. So......

"Lord Wang, do you really think that your efforts can bring you closer to them?" His voice was so faint that he couldn't hear any subtext.

Qin Xufei calmly poured himself a glass of wine again: "I don't know, but I have to work hard." ”

Raise your hand and drink it all.

The wind and the sun were shining, and Qin Xufei didn't bother to go down to the field anymore, so he drank wine and chatted with Fang Qingchen, smiling at each other in the field from time to time. Both of them are handsome people, sitting together, straight as in a painting, looking like a real spring breeze and confidant.

Look, what is hypocrisy, what is acting? It's just that I can't wait to jump up and strangle the other party to death immediately, and I still smile happily on my face, which is called skill

Everyone couldn't help but pay attention to them, only Zhao Wangchen couldn't help it, and quietly glanced back at Chu Ruohong a few times.

Spring laughter, sea of people. And the emperor, who was less than twenty years old, still had the same stiff expression and the same stiff body. All the joy and excitement have nothing to do with him.

And he sat in the highest, most splendid and lonely place, and with his numb, empty eyes, he watched the officials show their ugliness, and the people laughed and laughed, and watched the great minister who had destroyed him and the enemy who had seized his country, sitting together so wantonly and laughing with each other so close, so brightly in the sun.

No one has ever looked back to care about this most noble so-called emperor.

The sun was reclining, stretching people's figures.

The field was a mess, footprints on footprints, and the stars were bare, the seeds that had been sown.

The trees were full of impatient birds, waiting for the sight to go away, and a hearty dinner could begin.

The palace maids were already sorting out the guard of honor preparing to return to the palace, and the civil and military officials also pulled out their legs from the mud and sorted out their appearances at the edge of the field.

The last ceremony of the ploughing ceremony, in which the elderly and local celebrities offer treasures, is also about to begin.

The treasure offered at this ceremony is only a few ears of rice, or a plate of corn, or a bowl of fragrant rice, which is taken from a simple symbolic meaning.

And those who receive the gift, in addition to the emperor, officials such as the prime minister, who are extremely popular ministers, also have to join in the fun. It's just that the court of the Great Chu State is more special now, and the one who really stands as the assistant yin and yang is Qin Xufei, so it was he who stood beside the emperor and received the salute together, but Fang Qingchen stood far aside.

Finally, this big drama was about to end, and Qin Xufei himself felt relaxed all over, and stood with the little emperor to show his respect for the folk elders with a farming gift.

An old man with snow-white hair and beard, who walked tremblingly, and a middle-aged celebrity who looked dignified, each carried a large tray with a bright red silk cloth on it, and walked slowly.

First, the old man saluted, slowly knelt down, and raised the tray high. Even the little emperor was worried that the time was long, and the old man might fall headlong, so he quickly took the tray over, and motioned to the eunuch next to him to help the old man.

Then, it was the turn of the dignified middle-aged man to kneel in front of Qin Xufei and offer a salute. He was just about to kneel, when he suddenly stretched out a hand on the side, easily took the big tray, and patted the shoulder of the celebrity who had already knelt down: "Okay, I know you adore me very much, but I came to accept your gift in person, you don't have to be too moved, get up quickly." ”

It's a pity that the kneeling man refused to get up, his head was lowered, his whole body was trembling violently, obviously excited to the extreme, and his emotions were uncontrollable.

Fang Qingchen sighed, and his expression was obviously saying: What is the way, who called us to have high prestige among the people, and it is really not a good thing that people are too popular.

He pointed casually, and Zhao Wangchen hurriedly stepped forward and forcibly helped the person aside.

Fang Qingchen explained very considerately and caringly: "Comfort me well, bring it back, and let the imperial doctor diagnose and treat it, it's too easy to hurt your body if you're so excited." ”

After speaking, he casually handed the big tray to the hand of the servant next to him, and he didn't even bother to ask the little emperor on the side what he meant, but casually smiled at Qin Xufei next to him: "King Yizheng, can we leave to go back to the palace?" ”

Qin Xufei looked at him for a while, and then said lightly: "Okay!" ”