.In the oily field, many farmers were bent over and breeze blew step by step in the fields, and the green rice seedlings rolled forward like waves.

This is a farm dozens of miles outside Yingtianfuxiao. It was May of the sixth year of Hongguang. The Dragon Boat Festival had just been celebrated a few days ago. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the weather had begun to get hotter day by day. Now it was only around 9 o'clock, and the sun's light had become more and more vicious. Most of the farmers were wearing only one single dress, and many of them showed their dark backs, and were about to bend down to carefully remove the weeds in the rice fields.

"A farm is a flower, and it depends on manure to be the main business." However, the weeds in the rice fields compete for fertilizer with the rice seedlings. If they are not removed, the weeds can grow higher than rice when harvesting. Therefore, farmers generally need to remove the grass twice after planting rice in seasons. Once, the rice has taken root and started to divide leaves. It is the time when fertilizer is needed. The weeds have just grown. At this time, they are just removed while the weeds are weak and they will not compete for fertilizer with the rice. Another time, after the rice has been eared, the weeds also grow with the rice. If they are not removed in time, it will greatly affect the amount of rice after ripening.

Of course, some diligent farmers will also weed in the middle. The rice seedlings have been planted for nearly a month. They have been removed once before and are growing well. The farmers who are working in the farm are undoubtedly the diligent type. Because they have been removed once half a month ago, the farmers move very quickly. After a while, an old farmer has weeded a piece of rice field, washed his feet and went ashore, and greeted the two sons in the field: "Big bull, two bulls, come up and take a break."

The big Niu in the field was a stout young man in his twenties, with an honest and decent appearance, while Erniu was only 145 years old, and his face was still bleak. When he heard the old farmer's words, Erniu responded: "Hey, Dad, I'll come now."

The big bull glared at his brother's eyes and replied to Tianshang: "Dad, no need, you rest, let's get rid of the weeds in this field before resting."

"Okay." Hearing his son's reply, he didn't force himself. He took out a pipe and lit it with flint, sucking it, squeaking it.

Erniu carried a weed that was pulled out of the rice fields and threw it on the field stems. He looked at his elder brother and had to return to the field dejectedly again. He was about to bend down to weed, and saw more than ten big men in green dress riding tall horses, carrying a carriage and walking over the field. The outside of the carriage looked very simple, but being surrounded by more than ten big men in green dresses, it means that the identity of the people in the carriage is not simple, at least it is more grand than the boss who rented farming.

Who is this? Such a person actually came to the fields? Erniu couldn't help but stare at the carriage in his heart. You know, even their boss never goes to the field, and he usually only sends a housekeeper and servants to collect rent.

The horse's window was open, and you could vaguely see a middle-aged man in the same blue clothes from the car window. There was a boy about four or five years old sitting on his knees. At this time, the boy was lying on the window, looking out with his eyes blankly, his eyes full of curiosity. Seeing Erniu looking at him, the little boy raised his head proudly, as if Erniu's eyes were extremely contemptuous.

Erniu was suddenly depressed. He was despised by a boy who was only four or five years old. If he were a farmer, he would definitely have to see so many big men in blue surrounding the carriage. He would definitely have to do more than do less. Erniu was more bold than an ordinary farmer. His mind was even more agile. He made a face at the boy. The face was indescribable. The boy was stunned at first, and then tried hard to tighten his face. Perhaps no one had ever done this to him. In the end, his tense face still showed a smile.

"Two. Work quickly." The old farmer sitting on the field trunk shouted quickly. He naturally saw the carriage. He was unwilling to provoke it because it was better to have less than more things. He saw that his son was not big or small and dared to joke with the boy in the carriage. The old farmer couldn't help but feel anxious. Who knew what kind of weird things would be for those rich and powerful people? If it was not good, it would cause disaster.

Hearing the sound of the old farmland, Erniu had to respond in a muffled manner. He lowered his head again and looked for the weeds among the rice seedlings. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. He and the landlord of the carriage would never have any interaction again.

"Stop." The voice of the middle-aged man in the car came. His plain tone was full of majesty.

"Yes, master." A big man driving in front responded and tied the reins. The carriage was moving forward slowly and stopped soon. The middle-aged man took the little boy's hand and walked off the carriage. Erniu couldn't help but look up again and carefully observe the father and son.

The middle-aged man got off the car. The other big men hurriedly got off the horse and scattered around him. Seeing Erniu's eyes, the middle-aged man smiled at him friendly and waved to him. Erniu was shocked and pointed at his nose. When he saw the middle-aged man nodded, Erniu hurriedly pulled his feet out of the field, washed it with water, and ran forward in small steps. When passing by the old farmer, the old farmer couldn't help glaring at his son. The southern horse was the most expensive.

With a few horses, you can see that the owner of the carriage is extremely noble. If you want it, it is like crushing an ant, but his son does not know the world is so strong that he thought there was something good? He was worried that his son would say something he shouldn't say in front of the middle-aged man, so he hurriedly followed.

"Master... OK." Although Erniu was bold and active, he actually came to the middle-aged man and stared at him with a knife-like look at him. Erniu couldn't help but feel in his heart and could not help but tremble in his words.

"Little brother, your surname?"

"Go back to Master, the youngest surname is Kang." Hearing the middle-aged man's question, Kang Erniu gradually calmed down and spoke smoothly.

"It turned out to be Brother Kang, I wonder how many people are in my little brother's family?"

"Go back to the master, my parents and brothers and sister-in-law.

"Kang Erniu replied, wondering if he was wondering why the noble man in front of him was interested in his family affairs. However, Kang Erniu still knew the importance and answered in detail.

The middle-aged man asked more details, all of which were about farming, such as how much grain can acre of land be fed, how many chickens and ducks can be raised at home, whether there are oxen oxes, whether the salt is expensive, etc. Kang Erniu answered one by one. Seeing that the middle-aged man was just chatting, his son had no omissions, the old farmer surnamed Kang was relieved when he came.

However, the following question was also worried by the old farmer surnamed Kang. When asked whether the village official was not fair and the government would not bully the people? Before his son answered, the old farmer surnamed Kang had already said first: "Go back to the master, the Holy Emperor is in power, and the government is very fair and will not bully the people. Lord Zheng is also a good person."

Listening to the old farmer's answer, the middle-aged man smiled on his face. He knew that if he continued to ask, he might cause the old farmer to be uneasy. He changed his question and asked: "Old man, I wonder how much land you have planted?"

"Go back to the master, the young man planted twelve acres of mu and more than twenty mu of dry land."

"There are many places, can we get a lot of food that year?"

"It's a lot, but after paying the boss's tax, there is only not much left. I can't eat for a few months a year. It's better to join the army. The former hunter Dashan and Xiaoshan brothers of the neighboring village joined the Yulinwei. I heard that I had five taels of silver every month when I just went there. If I hadn't been young and I had also joined the army, it would have been my father's fault. If my father hadn't stopped him, my brother might have regarded it as the Yulinwei. Be good, five taels of silver per month, how much food would he have to buy?" Kang Erniu couldn't help but interrupt, his eyes full of regret.

"If you join the army, you will know that you join the army. You think that soldier is easy to be a soldier. There is no eye on the battlefield, and you will lose your life if you accidentally say it." Hearing his son's words, the old farmer surnamed Kang couldn't help knocking his son's head with a cigarette pot that had just smoked.

Kang Erniu dodged and said, "Dad, that's so mysterious. Since the emperor ascended the throne, he has not returned from a great victory. This time he has even dealt with Manren and Wu Sangui, the traitor. The storyteller said that every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. If he doesn't serve in the army, the Tartars will take over Jiangnan. Anyway, if the court still recruits soldiers next time, I will definitely participate."

"Baby, I'm against you. The storyteller said, is the storyteller right?"

"That sentence was not what Mr. Shu said, it was the speech of the emperor who was listed in the imperial palace."

"Emperor, what about the emperor..." The old farmer surnamed Kang was suddenly shocked and finally stopped in time.

"Bold, do you dare to disrespect the emperor?" A childish voice sounded, but it came from the mouth of the little boy.

The old farmer surnamed Kang was shocked: "Young Master, I am not disrespectful to the emperor, so I must not talk nonsense."

"Okay, ~ Er, don't be naughty. This old man is not disrespectful to the emperor. Even if there is a mistake, it is a mistake without intention. If it is a mistake without anyone, it cannot be treated as intentional punishment. Do you know?"

"Yes, the child knows. The gentleman said that if you don't want to do evil, you won't punish even if you have evil intentions: if you have good intentions, you won't reward even if you have good intentions." The little boy replied seriously.

"Wrong, the first sentence is correct, but the next sentence is wrong. As long as it is true and good, you should reward it, so that you can promote goodness. Of course, if you are intentionally good and want to seek greater benefits from this, such goodness is hypocrisy, you should not reward it because of it."

"Truthfulness, hypocrisy?" The little boy's head became confused.

The middle-aged man touched the little boy's head lovingly: "It doesn't matter if you don't understand now, you will understand slowly in the future."

The old farmer surnamed Kang was confused and felt that the middle-aged man in front of him had a very big tone, as if he could judge the good and evil between the world, but his tone was very natural and not deliberately artificial.

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Chapter completed!