"Really? What's hilarious? ”

Grandma Li was just receiving her daughter and son-in-law's family, and she hadn't had time to look outside, so she didn't know that there was such a big event today. Not to mention, just listening to her old sister say this, Grandma Li suddenly became extremely curious. Mainly since the You family came to their Qingshui Village, the strange things they have come up with are called a lot, but these strange things can also make a lot of money. Now come up with a plough that is said to increase the speed of spring ploughing, but who is not curious about anyone who farms the land?

So everyone quickly put aside the dissatisfaction just now and went to the cultivated land outside the village to watch the excitement. When I arrived, I found that the three floors were full of people, and most of them were shocked. Grandma Li and the others were still late, and when they finally managed to squeeze out an opening to see the situation in the field, they couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

That's, what is that? Why is it so weird? Just a horse pulling a horse can plow the ground into several deep ravines so quickly. This speed must have increased, faster than they could dig from beginning to end with a hoe each. Grandma Li couldn't help but look up at the sky, this sky was as blue as a wash, the beauty was amazing, and it seemed to be no different from the blue sky and white sun they had seen before, but looking at the sky as always today, Grandma Li actually felt dizzy, of course she knew that it was not because she was old. Instead, she saw a different scene from the strange things in front of her.

When was the spring ploughing that year, no one in the family was injured? It's all living and exhausting. If you can live easily, who would choose to live so hard? Isn't it hard to lie on the bed with Erlang's legs crossed and wait for others to serve? Not just to survive?

It's just a pity that they couldn't live like that before. But now their lives seem to be getting better and better.

The surrounding villagers of Qingshui Village looked at the extremely efficient Quyuan plow, and their excitement was overflowing. Mr. Song, who followed the You family to watch the excitement, was even more excited to puff his beard, looking at the Quyuan plough that was devouring the land like a monster, and couldn't help but be happy.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that such a miraculous thing could exist in this world, and with the help of this zigzag plough, the people would have much easier ploughing the land. The efficiency has been greatly improved, and there is more wasteland that can be cultivated for sowing. Doesn't this mean that the production of grain will also be greatly increased?

Ning Ning, who was too young to be allowed to use the curved plow, was standing next to Mr. Song at this time, and accidentally heard Mr. Song's unconscious words, and shook his head very firmly.

"Not necessarily. If such magic weapons cannot be in the hands of the people, then they will only be used by the landlords to collect money. Not to mention anything else, if it is too expensive, it is equivalent to being monopolized, can ordinary people afford more than ten taels of farm tools? At that time, these tools that can improve the speed of farming will only be shelved or used in a small number of places, and will not be able to achieve the effect of popularization at all. ”

"My second cousin and I made the zigzag plough to make it available to more people, not to serve those gate valves. I don't like that. Master, don't you think so? ”

Mr. Song suddenly had a few more beards in his hand, how could he not think so? It was because of this thought that he was expelled from the center of political power by the emperor and exiled to the icy north. It's just that many people treat his words as babble, and think that he seems to be reading stupid and crazy.

The people of this world are meant to serve the higher classes. If the people are restless and keep to themselves, how can a comfortable life for a small number of people be guaranteed? If the people get too much food, they are prone to bad intentions. It is to keep them in a state of half-starvation, not only to let them see the hope of survival, but also to make them have no strength to do things, so that they can be obedient. The policy of fooling the people, in fact, such a policy has lasted for hundreds of years, and everyone has become accustomed to it, but Mr. Song wants to jump out and criticize the inappropriateness of this policy. Naturally, it will be attacked by a group, after all, those who have all the right to speak in the Dali Dynasty are those high-ranking officials and dignitaries who are supported by ordinary people. How can they put aside their vested interests to make decisions for ordinary people who have nothing to do with them?

There are so many wealth and power in this world, if you give these rights to others, won't you have much less in your own hands? Even if it's not your share, you can grab more resources to make yourself stronger.

Mr. Song still remembers the ridicule of his colleagues who were officials in the same dynasty at the beginning.

"I said Song Curtain, are you full? I finally climbed from the ordinary people to the current position, I have put in so much effort, and I don't enjoy the hard-won life, but I still want to be the master of those ordinary people, I really find guilt for myself. If nothing else, I'll ask you. You rebelled against Your Majesty for the sake of those ordinary people you didn't know, and you were demoted and exiled. Does any of the people know about your predicament? They will only know that you were exiled for rebelling against Your Majesty. It is impossible to know that you are angry with Your Majesty for their benefit. Even if they knew, would they speak for you? Who can hear their voices? ”

"It's just a few puppets. Even if you raise your arms and shout, you can only hear your own small and ridiculous voice. If you don't be called a master twice, you really think that you are a saint who can change the status quo in the world, right? The saint is long dead. It is only us ordinary people who have survived until now. ”

"We are certainly not as noble as you. After all, we were born to enjoy all of this. You, on the other hand, have to work so hard to get to our starting point. Song Curtain, Song Curtain, I can't get rid of the smell of dirt on my body even if I am an official. Go to the north and dream your big spring and autumn dreams. I'm going to see if you can do what you say. ”

"Why are you telling him so much? It's a guy with a bad head. finally survived to this position, and actually offended His Majesty for some irrelevant people. Even if this kind of person stays in the court, he won't be able to go far. I thought he was a promising person back then, and I wanted to marry my sister to him, but now I think about it, but fortunately I didn't marry at that time. Otherwise, I'd be right now. ”

(End of chapter)