Let a Confucian scholar personally go to the field with a sickle and do manual work with the peasants and the common people, harvesting ears of rice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info This is a great insult in the eyes of the vast majority of Confucian scholars in the Tianren Continent. In their opinion, how could a Confucian scholar with a mind work with undignified untouchables?

"Zhang Dushi, how can you listen to Lu Tong's words! Obviously, he insisted on stuffing us with the task of 50 acres. ”

Yuan Du couldn't help but scream, he couldn't stand being wronged like this, even if it was Su Lin who was mainly wronged.

"That's right. Zhang Dushi, please also investigate this matter. It was indeed Na Lu Tong who imposed the task on us. Hong Liyu also gave up his hand to defend Su Lin. Several of the other children stood up and spoke for Surin.

However, Lu Tong seemed to have expected this a long time ago, and said unhurriedly: "Zhang Dushi, when they just took over the task, they were angry, thinking it was a piece of cake. But now that they can't complete the task, they say that I imposed it on them. If it was really what I was imposing, they could have refused to accept the assignment at that time?"

"Yes, if you think the task is unreasonable at the time, you can tell the officer. The official will not let you children be in charge of fifty acres of land independently. However, you are so proud that you think you can write a few poems. If you can't complete the task, you will have to bear the consequences!"

Zhang Meng had a fierce temperament, but he didn't listen to too many explanations, he decided that Su Lin and the others were arrogant and couldn't complete the task, so this time he pointed to Yuan Du and Hong Liyu: "You are the same, if you can't complete the task, you need to go to the field in person and harvest the ears of grain with the farmers!"

"Wait! Zhang Dushi, Fang Hui has something to say. ”

At this time, Fang Hui walked over and said to Zhang Meng: "Zhang Dushi, I can testify that it was indeed Lu Tong who forcibly gave Su Lin the task of fifty acres of land. I want to use this to suppress Surin. ”

"Brother Fang, what do you mean by that? I ...... I'm here to help you deal with Surin, and you're going to tear down my platform instead?"

Hearing that Fang Hui interceded for Su Lin, Lu Tong immediately became unhappy, in his opinion, Fang Hui is the son and nephew of Fang Taifu, Ran Shichang and their Ran family are Fang Taifu's faction, Su Lin is now a thorn in the side of Taifu's faction, dealing with Su Lin by himself, Fang Hui did not come to help, but came forward to stop it, what kind of reason is this!

"Hmph, Lu Tong, you used such despicable means to deal with Su Lin. Aren't you afraid of leaving a shadow of thought in the sea of wisdom......? It seems that the thoughts of your miscellaneous families are like this, on the surface, they are compatible with the ideas of a hundred schools of thought, and they are inclusive of all rivers. But in fact, the essence of thought is not to do whatever it takes to achieve an end?"

Fang Hui snorted coldly and rushed at Lu Daodao, "But let me tell you, Su Lin is my opponent, and in the future, when he catches up with me, I will defeat him in a dignified manner." If you want to use these vicious means against him, our Emblem will be the first to refuse!"

"Fang Hui, are you crazy? Su Lin has such a terrifying talent, when he grows up, can you be his opponent? If you don't take advantage of the fact that he is still just a child, quickly seize the opportunity to spoil his thoughts, and wait until the future? Your Fang family will wait to regret it!"

Being accused of Fang Hui tearing his face like this, Lu Tong didn't care about any face, and also yelled at Fang Hui.

"Okay! Fang Hui and Lu Tong, what thoughts and plans you two have, this official doesn't care. The official only acts by law......" Zhang Meng said and turned to Su Lin and asked, "Su Lin, this official asked you, this fifty acres of tasks, but you accepted it voluntarily?"

"Yes! Su Lin looked up at him and replied lightly.

"Hmph, since you voluntarily agreed, I don't care if someone deliberately wants to deal with you or not. You accept the task, but you can't do it, you have to accept the punishment, take the sickle, and go to the field!"

Zhang Meng saw a sense of arrogance from Su Lin's body, the kind of arrogance that did not put himself in his eyes, so he had no good impression of Su Lin even more, and forcibly ordered.

However, although Su Lin answered Zhang Meng's question at this time, his eyes and thoughts were not here. Zhang Meng's words reminded him, and he looked at the peasants who were working hard in the farmland. Obviously, this is already a world of Confucianism and Taoism with developed Confucianism, but it still needs farmers to harvest and work by themselves.

Moreover, even more, because it can be planted and harvested through holy power spells all the time of the year. Although the grain harvest and production have increased several times, the livelihood of the peasants has not necessarily improved much.

The grain is cheap and hurts the peasants, and the fields are controlled by the government or large households, and they are planted on a scale with holy power. The peasants did not have their own fields, became tenant farmers, and were instructed to have almost no time to rest throughout the year, month after month, day after day, constantly bending over the fields to plant seedlings, bowing their heads to hoe, braving the scorching sun, braving torrential rains, and there were no days of rest throughout the year......

"Why? There are such powerful farm spells, such vast and productive farmland, but ...... On the contrary, the peasants worked harder...... What about days without rest?"

Su Lin's Zhihai was deeply touched, and at this time, he couldn't hear any other sounds, and he couldn't see anyone else.

In front of him, in one of the fifty acres of land he had been allocated, an old farmer who looked to be over sixty years old, hunched his back, coughing and trembling while holding a sickle, and grasping the ears of rice with the other hand, trying to harvest, but he couldn't catch it, he held his breath, and almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Uncle, go to the side and rest! Here, I'll come!"

Su Lin really couldn't stand it anymore, his heart was sour, and he immediately rushed forward, took the sickle in the old farmer's hand, grabbed the ear of rice in front of him, clicked, and cut off a handful of ears full of rice in front of him.

"You are a famous Confucian master......! How can you do such a vulgar thing with the little ones!"

The old farmer was flattered, and hurriedly bowed forward, wanting to take the sickle in Su Lin's hand, but Su Lin smiled slightly, let the old farmer sit aside and rest, and handled the sickle himself, stepped into the sludge paddy field barefoot, rolled up the sleeves of the child's green shirt, and naturally grabbed the ears of rice and harvested it with his own hands.

"Haha! Did you see it, Su Lin confessed to the punishment. He actually went to the field to harvest the ears of rice with the untouchables, haha...... I see how he will raise his head and behave in the academy in the future, and even do such a vulgar thing!"

Seeing that Su Lin had really gone down to the field to harvest the ears of rice, Lu Tong couldn't help laughing, and pointed to Hong Liyu and Yuan Du and a few other children, "Even Su Lin has gone to the field, why don't you followers go? Go quickly! Haha!"

"What? Su Lin really went to the ground? He was punished for doing such a vulgar thing! In the future, he will be in the palace, I am afraid...... I really can't hold my head up. It will cause a great shadow of thought, and even the thoughts of this life will be hindered, and you will not be able to advance an inch!"

Seeing this, Fang Hui couldn't imagine that Su Lin didn't even have another defense, so he went to the field to harvest, and the image of the child of the family and the genius boy was instantly ruined, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for Su Lin in his heart.

"Oh, what is Brother Su doing? That Zhang Meng is just a jinshi? Why should we be afraid of him! No matter how big Si Nong Jian is, he can't control the students of our mansion, and even if we really can't complete the task, we can be fooled by shirking! Why do we really ...... Really go down to the field to do the inferior things of harvesting rice ears!" Yuan Duan was anxious and shouted, he couldn't bear to see Su Lin's legs immersed in the paddy field now, and his body was splashed with mud.

"What's wrong with Su Lin? It stands to reason that it's not his character to be so willing to admit punishment, is there any deep meaning in what he does?"

Hong Liyu also frowned, watching Su Lin dripping barefoot in the paddy field, rolling up Xiucai's green shirt, grabbing the ears of rice with one hand, and harvesting cleanly with a sickle with the other. Hong Liyu was confused again, and couldn't understand what Su Lin's purpose was in doing this.

The other talented people were also shocked when they heard the news, and they put down the Wenbao pen and ink in their hands one after another, and ran over to watch Su Lin, who was under the paddy field.

"Isn't this the head of the Su case? Why did you go to the field? The dignified son of the family, the head of the genius case, how can he be willing to degenerate and harvest the ears of rice with the untouchables?"

"I heard that it seems that because he couldn't complete the task, he was punished by Zhang Meng, the chief of the agricultural superintendent......"

"It shouldn't be! With the temper of the head of the Su case, how can he admit punishment like this?"

"Zhang Meng's temper is not good! And he is still a Jinshi scholar......

"But the head of the Su case is really dis......graced when he cuts rice in the field!

......

Xiucai looked at Su Lin in disbelief, rolled up his sleeves, covered in mud, his hands were dirty, where there was a little Confucian elegance, they all frowned and shook their heads, and even some Confucian scholars opened their mouths to belittle Su Lin and lose his worth, and did not cherish the reputation of Confucianism.

"Hey, it's a pity, Brother Lu, this Su Lin is smart. didn't have a conflict with Zhang Meng, but obediently accepted the punishment and went to the field, but this time his reputation was also discredited. A child in the head of the case, a child of the Su family, but went to the field to farm and harvest with the untouchable farmers, if this matter is transmitted back to the Su Mansion, then the inheritance of the Su family's thousands of years of vertical and horizontal family is estimated to no longer recognize Su Lin......!

Xiucai Liu Shimin watched from the sidelines, and his heart was so refreshing! Seeing that the more mud Su Lin had on his body, the more he looked like a farmer, the more relieved and happy his heart became, and the dark clouds spread by Zhihai because of this period of feud began to slowly disperse.

This is also the reason why Liu Shimin has to go against Su Lin, either completely give up his hatred of Su Lin, or completely revenge Su Lin, otherwise he will not be able to crack the negative ideological clouds of these hatreds. Similarly, Lu Tong's thoughts and thoughts were also unusually accessible at this time, and seeing Su Lin, who even Xiang Tianjealous and Ran Shichang couldn't deal with, suffer under his hands, that sense of accomplishment also gave him a fluttering self-confidence.

However, at this time, Su Lin couldn't hear the ridicule of these people at all, nor could he see their disdainful faces. He only focused on the present, and his Zhihai kept thinking about this question, why was the farmer spell in the Tianren Continent so developed, but the farmers were becoming more difficult?

These high-ranking Confucian scholars instructed the peasants and the common people, but they did not regard them as human beings at all. Is this kind of differentiated hierarchical disparity and treatment really what Confucius wanted to advocate? If this is the case, then wouldn't the peasants in the world of Confucianism and Taoism be even more pitiful?

"Hey!"

With a deep sigh in his heart, the waves of the water of thought in Surin Zhihai surged wildly, and a wave of extremely sad and sympathetic thoughts and emotions surged up. couldn't help but throw out the Tianya Demon Pen, the emotions accumulated to the extreme, and wanted to write hard, but suddenly looked at the Tianya Demon Pen in his hand, stared for a moment, and then immediately laughed again, and said: "Writing this poem makes you useless!"

With a snap, Su Lin directly threw the Tianya Demon Pen in his hand onto the ridge, but instead reached out and picked off an ordinary rice stalk from his eyes, and without the slightest bit of holy power, he just bowed down and squatted down on the paddy field.

After finding a shallow place, Su Lin's two feet full of sludge carved an area under the paddy field, and then he used the rice stalk in his hand to write out slowly on the soft paddy field soil:

"At noon on hoe day,

Sweat drops down the soil.

Who knows the Chinese food on the plate,

Every grain is hard. ”