On the second day of spring ploughing, Ran Min did another thing that made the ministers complain.

Emperor Ran Min led more than 200 civil and military forces to reclaim an official field on the outskirts of Ran Daliang City!

This incident has caused a huge sensation in the entire Daliang, and even several counties near the Daliang. The people came one after another to hear the news and come to see the style of the emperor and his ministers "reclamation".

"Shame, shame! It's the first time I've been so embarrassed when I've lived so much! ”

The upright Lord Wei Wei in the imperial history, wearing a short coat at this time, placed the hoe on the ridge of the field, sat down, and wiped the sweat on his face and neck with a towel from time to time, almost ashamed of himself.

The minister next to Wei Hu was his old rival, Lord Xu Ji.

Xu Ji was also so tired that his body and bones fell apart, and he sat on the ridge of the field, drinking the water in the kettle and drinking from the imageless cow, as if he was reincarnated as a thirsty ghost.

Hearing Wei Han's words, Xu Ji also smiled and said, "Hehe, Master Wei, don't feel embarrassed!" You see, our majesty is still digging the soil there, even the emperor has done it, how can we who are courtiers not be able to do it? ”

The corners of Wei Yan's mouth twitched: "Don't talk to me." ”

"Don't mind. Master Wei, my old Xu is telling the truth, our Majesty is such a person, he can afford to look down on those mud legs, and he has mixed them with us scholars. ”

"Huh? Do you dare to criticize Your Majesty? ”

Xu Ji hurriedly waved his hand and said, "How dare I do without Sakura?" Am I not holding grievances for our hard-working ministers? Now His Majesty has decreed that every day of spring ploughing, from the emperor, hundreds of civil and military officials, as well as officials from various places must personally go down to the field to plough one. What a thing! ”

"Stop whining." Wei Jian took a sip of water and said, "You didn't see Your Majesty's appearance in the court today, who dares to object, and you must not be thrown into prison for a month?" Would you rather go down to the field and plough one, or would you rather spend a month in prison? ”

"Of course, it's ploughing in the field."

"Your Majesty's move has a deep intention."

Wei Yan glanced at the nearby onlookers, sighed faintly and said, "Since the Qin and Han dynasties, Zi, as a supreme existence, how can it be possible for you to work in the field?" Except for those ancient sages and sages Yao Shunyu, even those emperors who like to pretend to be like each other, I am afraid that they are not as hard working as His Majesty. Now who doesn't know that Your Majesty is a good emperor who loves the people like a son? ”

"Your Majesty has won a good reputation, but it has caused us ministers to suffer and suffer."

"If you don't like it, you can go to prison for a month."

"Hey! Master Wei, why are you so tired from talking to you? ”

Just when Wei Jian and Xu Ji were still trying to argue, Prince Ran Ming ran over panting and said to the two of them: "Lord Wei, Lord Xu, get up quickly." Father has his eye on you. ”

"Huh?"

Wei Jian and Xu Ji reacted at this time, and looked at the field, wasn't Ran Min's vicious eyes glaring at them?

The two adults were frightened, and quickly got up and picked up the hoe and continued to work.

Shame is shame, but what needs to be done still has to be done.

At noon, the food delivered is very poor, basically a few pancakes per person, or a few steamed buns, and a little pickles, as for any wine and food, don't even think about it!

No, many ministers really can't eat it, this steamed bun and pancakes are really hard to swallow!

Ran Min also pretended to eat with relish.

With so many people watching, there is a "star effect" now. In this era, there are no cameras, no reporters or anything, but this kind of audience is his Ran Min's cameras and reporters, as long as these things are spread, the reputation of Ran Min, the emperor, will rise!

"Can't eat?"

Ran Min watched many ministers choke on steamed buns, and barely recovered after drinking water, eating such steamed buns, such pancakes, it was really like asking for half their lives, it was called miserable!

Wei Yan blushed and said, "Your Majesty, this steamed bun is really hard to swallow." And this pickle, can you eat this thing? When he put it in his mouth, he felt disgusted and wanted to vomit. It's salty to death, I don't know how much salt he put in. ”

"I can eat it, why can't you?"

The words "uh......" choked Wei Yan.

Ran Min said meaningfully: "These steamed buns, pancakes and pickles are all taken from local farmers. The peasants work every day, and these things are what they eat at noon, and I let you be farmers for a day, and eat these foods just to let you experience the life of a peasant. You ministers, who live in temples on weekdays, how can you know that the peasants are not easy to come by, and where do you know that every grain of grain is not easy to come by? ”

"Your Majesty, the ministers now know." Shang Shu Ling Cui Hao lowered his hand.

Ran Min bowed slightly, and said, "Come on, take the pen and ink!" ”

“……”

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Liu Zhi, the eunuch who followed behind Ran Min, bowed down and said, "Your Majesty, we didn't bring the four treasures of the study. Why don't you go back to the city and get it? Or go to the nearby government school to get it? ”

Ran Min rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be so troublesome. Go to that house, and find a piece of charcoal that has been burned black. ”

"No!"

Not long after, Liu Zhi handed a piece of charcoal to Ran Min's hand.

Ran Min sighed, it would be nice to have a fountain pen, you can carry it with you, and it is easier to write.

Seeing that Ran Min seemed to be full of poetry, and a new poem was about to be published, not only the nearby ministers were curious, but even the scholars who were watching around stretched out their heads and looked at them on tiptoe.

Ran Min stroked his beard, thought about it, and wrote hard on the stone sitting under his buttocks.

"Compassion for Nong":

On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil.

Who knows that Chinese food is hard work?

"Good poetry, good poetry!" The ministers all clapped their hands and applauded.

The ministers present were all well-read poets, so they could naturally see the extraordinary features of this poem.

Throughout the ages, if you can be an emperor, you can fight when you get on the horse, you can govern the country in peace when you get off the horse, you can write poems and songs, and you can enter and exit seven times in a million army, and it is estimated that Ran Min is the one.

Cao Mengde is a master of governing the country, a master of poetry, both civil and military, but compared to Ran Min, he is still slightly less coquettish!

Cui Hao nodded and said: "Who knows that Chinese food on the plate is hard work!" Your Majesty, until today, the ministers have not understood that every grain of rice in the bowl is hard-won. In such a hot air, the peasants still have to work in the fields, tirelessly, hard work, every day is sunrise and sunset, how can we stay in the attic and work, and how can the meat eaters who go to the court in the palace speak lightly? ”

"What Cui Lingjun said is extremely true!"

"Your Majesty, the minister is also ashamed! In the past, the minister felt that he was sleeping all night at work, and he had to deal with so many official documents every day, and he was already hard enough and tired enough to work in the fields, but he didn't expect that working in the fields was even more tiring! ”

The ministers all looked in agreement, as if they really felt that it was not easy for the peasants.

Ran Min smiled with a relieved face: "Zhuqing can understand my good intentions. I am very pleased. It seems that we didn't come in vain this time. ”