On the first day, under everyone's attention, Chen Yong did not respond.
The next day, Chen Yong still did not respond.
Zhu Biao and Song Lian were getting anxious.
Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion.
A group of people from the Hanlin Academy gathered around the table. Kong Zhao said,""Everyone."
"It's been two days and there's still no news from Liao Zhai.”
"Now you're reaping what you sow!"
"Hahaha!"
"Sir, in my opinion, this is the inevitable outcome." Zhou Jin smiled.”
"Our Imperial Academy gathered the essence of everyone to write such a book to advise farmers. Even Song Lian praised it after reading it.”
"Liao Zhai wants to surpass us by himself?”
"It's simply wishful thinking!"
Another student, Zhang Chun, said," In my opinion, the Chancellor's move is still the best. He challenged the imperial court and put Liao Zhai on fire."”
"As long as the imperial edict is made known to the world, victory is already in our grasp.”
"If Liao Zhai refuses, his reputation will be ruined! His manuscript was going to be displayed in the Hanlin Academy!”
"This is like offering prisoners to the Imperial Ancestral Temple!"
"If he agrees, what's the use of trying to act calm? He'll only be laughed at by others for overestimating himself!”
"Let me toast to Lord Chancellor!"
"Come, come!" Zhou Jin suggested,"Let's all toast to Lord Chancellor."”
" Hahaha!" Kong Zhao laughed proudly."This time, when Liao Zhai apologizes to me in public, I will definitely scold him!”
"Also, let's see where this grandson came from!”
"You're going against the Hanlin Academy!"
"Yes!"
"Come, come, let's drink!"
Listening to the undisguised mockery on the other side, Shang Xiaoling, who was next door, kicked the wall a few times and curled her lips."What are you proud of?"
"Mr. Liao Zhai will definitely win!"
"Sister Ning, don't you think so?"
Ning Zhiyu did not reply. Instead, she said worriedly,""I have to write an article that surpasses the quality of the book on advising farmers in three days..."
"It's difficult!"
"Don't worry!" Shang Xiaoling said casually.”
"I have confidence in Mr. Liao Zhai!"
"Why?"
"Sister, you don't know, but yesterday, a divine woman passed by the entrance of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion. I asked her for a divination.”
"Mr. Liao Zhai will definitely win!"
So it was like this!
Ning Zhiyu patted her head. She really couldn't bear to say that these fortune-tellers were all talking nonsense.
I just want to coax you into taking out your money ~
hey ~
Silly sister!
Under everyone's expectant gazes, they finally lasted until the third day!
Everyone went around the foot of the Imperial City to see if there were any new Imperial Rankings posted!
When he saw that it was still not there, he couldn't help but feel dejected!
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
The spring thunder rumbled. Zhu Yuanzhang changed into his bright yellow robe and wore a nine-dragon winged crown as he walked up to Xiannong Altar.
The Left Prime Minister of the Ministry of Central Affairs, Wang Guangyang, placed the three animals for sacrifice on it.
"I, Zhu Yuanzhang, offer sacrifices to the heavens and earth…"
State affairs, in the war and sacrifice.
Every spring, Zhu Yuanzhang would go up to the Xiannong Altar to worship the God of Agriculture, Houji. Then, he would start the spring ploughing and do a personal ploughing to express his importance to farming.
After coming down from Xiannong Altar, Zhu Yuanzhang moved to a piece of land beside him. Zhu Biao held the plow, Hu Weiyong led the cattle, and Zhu Yuanzhang pulled the reins behind him and began to plow happily.
In order to cater to their interests, Hu Weiyong even called dozens of farmers from Fengyang to participate in the ceremony. They gave him a thumbs up and praised,"From the looks of it, the emperor knows how to farm!”
The Minister of Rites read out congratulatory words one by one, and beside him were the gods of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning played by the troupe.
He had wanted to say that it was enough. The Emperor of Mengyuan had always been a formality when it came to personal farming ceremonies.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang did not do so. Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, he actually plowed an entire mu of land and split it up. He did it professionally!
"Hahaha ~"
"I haven't done it for a long time. Just this one mu of land makes my back ache!”
Zhu Yuanzhang gulped down a large mouthful of water and swept his gaze across the civil and military officials."All of you, plow the fields!!”
"Ah?"
Hearing this, the officials immediately felt bitter.
They had been living like royalty, so how could they know how to farm?
The Minister of Rites was about to remonstrate that this was against etiquette, but Zhu Yuanzhang glared at him.
He looked at Zhou Jin of the Imperial Academy,"Do we remember?"”
"When you were in the Hall of Heaven's Tribute, you personally admitted that after listening to the advice to farmers, your blood boiled and you wished that you could live with the farmers right now!”
"We can start now!"
Zhou Jin's heart skipped a beat. The heavens had taken pity on him. He was just a blabbermouth at that time. How could he have thought that he would be serious!
After being an official under Old Zhu for so long, he still didn't understand that Zhu Yuanzhang was a serious person.
"Kong Zhao and the rest of the Hanlin Academy, go!”
"Yes, sir!"
The group rolled up their pants and went into the ground. They came to the farm tools and stared at each other with wide eyes.
"Don't you know how to plow the land?" Zhu Yuanzhang frowned.”
"Were you not farmers before you became officials?”
"This…" Zhou Jin said,"Your Majesty, it's not written in the saint's book!"”
Zhu Yuanzhang's heart turned cold. He pouted at the old farmer from Fengyang,""Go and teach them."
"Yes!"
Under the guidance of a few old farmers, they barely had a division of labor and knew what they were doing.
However, Zhou Jin's plow was limp and crooked. It drew a curve on the ground. The ox suddenly became very stubborn and refused to move!
"Pa, pa, pa!"
Kong Zhao only knew how to use his whip to lash. Hurry up and leave!"
"You stupid cow!"
In the end, even the old farmer in Fengyang could not let the cow go!
The underground became a farce.
Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's gaze turned cold and his face was filled with unfriendliness.
Kong Zhao and the others hurriedly knelt in the mud and said,""Emperor, we are guilty!"
"Humph!"
Zhu Yuanzhang did not say anything more. He snorted coldly and left!
Not long after, under the protection of the Jinyiwei, he came to a farmland outside Yingtian City. He saw an old man sitting on the ditch and resting. A child was reading a book beside him. The old farmer listened with great interest and laughed from time to time.
It was the third month of the year, and thunder was rumbling in the spring. There was a gentle breeze blowing in the sky. They could not hear the child's voice clearly, but they could occasionally hear a few words.
"Farming is the foundation of the world…"
"Persuade farming ~"
"Fan Jin said..."
Kong Zhao thought that he was reading his letter of advice to farmers, so he immediately held his head high and puffed out his chest, as if the farce just now had not happened!
However, what was Fan Jin?
Was there such a sentence in his book of advice?
Whatever, maybe it was a quote that he did not remember clearly!
"Let's go and see that old farmer!" Zhu Yuanzhang said.”
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