"You...... You're a strong word! ”

You Heng wanted to jump up and scold again, but when he thought of the words "jumping up and down", he endured it and sat back on his seat.

He was afraid that he would not be able to scold Chen Zhou, and he would lose face in front of the scribes again.

In addition to shouting a strong word, You Heng found that he didn't know how to deal with Chen Zhou, and he had no advantage at this time.

Kong Rong and Yang Xiu were also defeated by Chen Zhou.

"I'm not arguing with words, I just think that at this time and in such an environment, there is no point in writing poems, drinking, and having fun."

"We came out today to welcome spring for spring ploughing."

"What is the environment today? The world was in turmoil, the heroes were divided, the Han family was scattered, and His Majesty had to move the capital here to watch the mountains and rivers shatter. ”

"Your poems are well written, singing and dancing are peaceful, and you are not disappointed."

"But can you imagine how many people have been displaced behind the rise and dance? And how many people don't even have enough to eat? ”

"Can writing poetry now calm the world?"

"Writing poems now, can you help the farmers outside for spring ploughing?"

"Maybe you will think that the peasants are lowly and not worth mentioning, and you, as a wealthy family, can just enjoy yourself, and you don't need to care about the life and death of ordinary people."

"However, without the support of ordinary people, you don't even have the opportunity to enjoy yourself, and who dares to say that your money and food do not come from the people?"

When Chen Zhou said this, he stood up and looked at the figures on the bank of the river who were working hard in the fields.

His words stood at the peak of morality, angry at the scribes such as Heng, and he was invincible.

But what is said is all the truth, if there is a big chaos today, the ministers of the DPRK and the Central Committee do not worry about the country and the people, even in the program of welcoming the spring, they don't even take a look at the spring ploughing, they only know that they are sitting in this greenhouse and drinking and having fun.

Can they drink and have fun, and can they calm the world?

The Maison doesn't take ordinary people seriously.

But if there are no ordinary people, the family is nothing, and there is no one to help them plant even the simplest land.

The ministers and scribes present here will still be subject to moral constraints.

Listening to Chen Zhou's words from the pinnacle of morality, many people felt ashamed and looked at the field guiltily.

"I ......"

Youheng is thinking, is it really wrong to write poetry?

It seems that it really shouldn't be, at such a time, to write such poems.

If it is a poem that worries about the country and the people, and the people's livelihood is hard, it should be okay?

Kong Rong was thoughtful.

Yang Xiu didn't know what to say.

Dong Cheng listened to Chen Zhou's words, his eyes showed a touch of excitement, and now he was even more eager to get Chen Zhou, and wanted to turn Chen Zhou into his own person.

"You guys, keep having fun!"

Chen Zhou didn't wait for them to have any other response, and turned around and left the greenhouse.

Cao Ang, of course, was by his side.

Cao Shan and Xiahou Yue, who were in the distance, also ran over when they saw Chen Zhou leaving the greenhouse, and they no longer barbecued.

After calming down, Chen Zhou felt that what he just said should be full of pressure and can shock many people, but he doesn't care how shocking it is, and continues to walk in the direction of the farmland to see if the farmers' farm tools still need to be improved.

"Sir!"

The craftsman just now, when he saw Chen Zhou coming, walked over with a smile and said, "Our ploughing oxen are plowing faster, and the nearby villagers are busy looking for me to help them transform the plow, thank you Mr. for helping us." ”

Seeing that Chen Zhou and the farmers could talk and laugh, the people in the greenhouse were surprised, they thought that Chen Zhou was just casually talking about the importance of agriculture, but they didn't expect it to be really important.

"Changfeng, let's go up and have a look."

Xun Qiao is still Xun Ji's aunt in terms of seniority.

Xun Yu is a generation older than Xun You, and Xun Qiao is the same generation as Xun You.

"Guozhang, I want to go and see it too."

Liu Ling said with a smile.

Of course, Dong Cheng hoped that Liu Ling would get close to Chen Zhou, so he nodded and said, "Come a few people, follow the princess, and wait for the princess." ”

As Xun Qiao and them left, the people in the greenhouse were bored.

Today's spring greeting, it seems that it should not be carried out.

No!

It should be said that Chen Zhou cannot be invited to participate.

It directly spoiled the good atmosphere.

It's so boring.

One after another, those people returned to the city.

"It turns out that what Mr. said just now is not just talking."

"Mr. came out to welcome spring, it was really for spring ploughing, and the farmers supported Mr. very much."

Liu Ling walked over and said softly.

Chen Zhouzuo said: "I came a little earlier than the princess, and I had time just now to communicate with the farmers for a while. ”

Soon, they returned to the place where they had been barbegrappling.

There were still some meat skewers that were not finished, and Chen Zhou asked Xiahou Yue to send some to the princess.

"There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death."

"That's probably how it is in troubled times."

"It's impractical to write poetry and make music like they do."

"It's better to find a way to end this troubled world as soon as possible, and when the world is clear and the prosperous era comes, wouldn't we be happier and more accomplished when we write poems and drink?"

It's not that Chen Zhou doesn't know how to use poetry to fight for balance.

As a traverser, copying poetry is a basic operation.

However, copying poems is not interesting.

It is better to leave the poems to the original authors later.

"Sir, righteousness!"

Xun Qiao's opinion of Chen Zhou has been refreshed again.

No wonder their father attaches so much importance to Chen Zhou.

People who are truly capable should be valued.

Liu Ling echoed: "If the ministers of the DPRK and China are like Mr., the world will not be like this." ”

But how many people like Chen Zhou are there?

In fact, she didn't know that people like Chen Zhou also wanted to overthrow the Han Dynasty, and it was not the Han Dynasty's world that wanted to be pacified, but another world where they could live and work in peace and contentment.

"Sir's words today, if they get out, I don't know how many people will admire them."

Xun Ji said.

Chen Zhou smiled bitterly: "Do you admire? Probably not, but the people in the circle of scribes must have scolded me fiercely, saying that I broke the rules, that I had no one in my eyes, especially those people in Youheng, who should regard me as an enemy. ”

"Definitely not."

Cao Ang said: "Whoever dares to speak ill of Mr., I will help Mr. kill him!" ”

Chen Zhou: "......"

Cao Ang looked even more ferocious than Cao Cao.

Cao Shan didn't know what happened just now, but seeing that Xun Ji admired them so much, she felt that her husband should have done something amazing, and said softly: "No matter what, I support my husband." ”

Over there are not many people left.

Today's spring welcome was destroyed by Chen Zhou, and it ended hastily.

The crowd went back in a state of no interest.

Not long after, Liu Ling also offered to leave.

After they all left, Chen Zhou also led everyone back to the city, there was nothing fun outside the city, he did more, or instructed the farmers how to farm.

I briefly talked to the farmers about the agricultural knowledge that could be used more than 1,000 years later.

I hope that this year I can increase food production as much as possible, and I don't have to rob graves myself.

Otherwise, he couldn't help it and quietly ran to dig the tomb of King Jing of Zhongshan.

"Let's go back!"

Chen Zhou stretched his waist, grabbed Cao Shan with his left hand, and grabbed Xiahou Yue with his right hand.

There is still something to gain today, at least I can meet a lot of celebrities in this period, and I also have a round of spraying with the first troll of the Three Kingdoms, and I have the upper hand.

I don't know how the future history books will be recorded.

Later people, will they jokingly call themselves troll terminators?