Chapter 24: Wearing a Bull's Nose

As the sun just rose in the morning, the place where the Agricultural College is located was busy. A jingle sound came in front of the unfinished wooden house. Not far away, more than a dozen strong yellow cows were lowering their heads to eat the grass on the ground. From time to time, they raised their heads and made a "moo, moo" sound. The surrounding streams flowed by. If it weren't for the fact that there was a piece of weed in front of the wooden house, it would undoubtedly be a perfect pastoral scenery.

In front of the stream, more than twenty men were talking in a low voice. These people were all wearing coarse cloth clothes and covered with calluses. They were obviously people who worked farm work all year round. Each of them held a wooden plow on their hands.

"You said, is Your Highness the Crown Prince free of money? What kind of agricultural college should I do to study and improve farming technology, plant and harvest every spring and autumn, what else can I study?" a young man in his twenties said in a low voice.

"Erdanzi, shut up. How noble the Crown Prince is. How noble is you can't discuss what you want." An old farmer in his fifties shouted. Although these people in front of him were fellow villagers, most of the people agreed with Ergouzi's words, but the disaster was still a true saying.

Hearing the old farmer's scolding, the discussion immediately lowered. He bent down and tried to plough the plow, rubbing the tips of the plow brighter and brighter. After all, the biggest official they could see was just the county magistrate before, and the prince was undoubtedly a person who was too far away from them, and it was far from what they could discuss.

Today is the first time that the Agricultural College has started to plow and plow. These farmers are all people invited by Yun Dingxing from nearby for ten cents a day. The prince will come to watch it in person later.

Yun Dingxing was wearing an official uniform and had a lot of soil on his body. He took several people to carefully check the wooden house to be completed. For more than a month, his spirit has been in a state of excitement, from a first-level white garment to the seventh rank, and there was a fourth-level official position in front of him who had half worn it on his head.

"Mr. Yun, the Prince's Palace is coming down." A small official hurried over to report to Yun Dingxing.

"Oh" Yun Dingxing quickly walked out of the wooden house. He looked up and saw that there were indeed more than ten riders on the newly repaired road ahead, and he quickly threw down his affairs and stood respectfully on the side of the road.

Yang Yong slowed down and turned over and dismounted after more than ten steps away from Yun Dingxing. Yun Dingxing hurriedly met: "Your Highness has seen the Prince."

"No gift." Yang Yong raised his hand and looked at the wasteland and wooden house in front of him. He was delighted. The Agricultural College has begun to take shape. Next year, it will become a farmland, with green crops everywhere. Looking at more than a dozen yellow cattle and dozens of farmers in the distance, Yang Yong said enthusiastically: "Let them start."

"Yes." Yun Dingxing shouted forward: "The Prince is coming down, come and pay homage."

When the farmers saw more than ten people coming over on high-headed horses, they couldn't help but watch secretly. When they heard that the prince was so scared, they jumped up and became trembling, without moving for a while.

Yun Dingxing was furious. Several minor officials around him walked to the group of farmers with great might, and the whip in his hand was about to snatch: "Is it because you want to pay homage to His Highness the Crown Prince, may you be deaf?"

Yang Yong shook his head and shouted to the minor officials: "No need to pay homage to them, let them do their own business." When he was a small employee in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel upset when he saw the group boss, so he naturally knew the fear of these farmers for themselves.

"Yes." Yun Dingxing waved his hand, and several minor officials shouted quickly: "Take the cow here and start plowing the land."

When the farmers heard the plowing land, they finally regained their courage. In a group of two, they pulled the big yellow cows that were eating grass not far away, put plows on them, one of them held the plows, and the other was leading the yellow cows in front, shouting loudly, the sharp plows inserted into the soil, and plowed out a series of ditches.

Yang Yong was surprised to see it: "Does there still need to be a group of two people in this plowing land?" Yang Yong remembered that when he was a child in his previous life, his father drove the cows to plow the land alone.

Yun Dingxing smiled bitterly in his heart. The prince was born with a prominent background and didn't even know that he wanted two people to cultivate the land. He quickly explained: "When you go back to your highness, the scalper is stubborn and you must be led by one person in front to move forward."

Yang Yong shook his head: "No, this is a waste of manpower. As long as you hold the bull's nose, there is no need for people in front of you." After that, Yang Yong walked forward alone to watch.

"Holding the nose of the cow?" Yun Dingxing was confused. How could the person behind him lead the nose of the cow? Seeing Yang Yong walking forward, he hurriedly followed behind.

Seeing the prince walking towards him, the farmers became nervous and all stopped. Yang Yong walked closer and laughed silently. It turned out that the plowing ox was not wearing a cow's nose at this time, but was just bridle like a horse. No wonder he had to lead a scalper in front of him to walk.

"Why not give it a bull's nose?"

The farmers looked at each other, not understanding what Yang Yong said. Yang Yong waved his hand, walked towards a small tree in person, chose a branch as thick as a finger, cut it off with the dagger it carried with him, cut it into a length slightly wider than the cow's nose, and carved a small circle at one end of the branch as a rope.

Everyone looked at the prince in confusion. Not knowing what the prince was going to do. Yang Yong cut off the branches in the shape of Ya and handed them to a farmer in his twenties: "Put it through the bull's nose."

The farmer took it blankly and was at a loss. An old farmer quickly knelt down and said no. The rest of them reacted, threw away the plough, knelt down on the ground, and begged one by one.

For these farmers, plowing ox is their lifeblood. Now that the Crown Prince wants to use such a thick branch to penetrate the cow's nose, wouldn't it be that he would kill the cow?

When Yang Yong was in the countryside in his previous life, he often saw how adults wore a bull's nose. He basically used a barbaric method to pass through the bull's nose directly. After that, he could only apply some dial wine to disinfect it. He didn't even need dial wine. Naturally, he knew that wearing a bull's nose was not harmful to the bull's nose, so he had to start with a few days of pain. After the pain, it was completely fine. The ox that passed through the bull's nose, as long as the person behind him shook the rope and asked the cow to go east, it would not dare to go west. Although it was an inconspicuous small wooden stick, it could save twice the labor.

Seeing these farmers begging one by one, Yang Yong quickly explained: "Don't worry, I am not trying to harm your oxen, but just to use one less person when plowing the land in the future."

The farmers were not willing to believe it, and they kowtowed one by one. Yang Yong knew that he couldn't explain it to them, so he had to walk towards a yellow cow, hold the reins, and say to several guards: "Press this cow."

When Yang Shi and others heard Yang Yong's orders, they did not dare to neglect them, so they held the scalpers tightly. Yang Yong raised the cow's head with one hand and inserted the one of the tree into the cow's nose with the other. Just one-third of it, a thick flesh film blocked the branch. Yang Yong sent it hard and the branch had pierced the obstacle in the middle of the cow's nose, and exposed it from the other end with blood.

The scalper mooed and almost broke free when Yang Yong pierced his nose. However, he was pressed tightly by several guards and still couldn't get rid of it. Yang Yong tied a knot with a rope on the end of the blood-stained branch and said, "Okay." He signaled the guard to let go of his hand.

The yellow cow was panting, staring at Yang Yong with his blood-red eyes open. Yang Shi and others were secretly shocked, but they did not dare to let go. Yang Shi hurriedly said, "Your Highness, why not kill it."

A farmer kneeling on the ground could no longer help it and rushed up from the ground, which scared the guards beside Yang Yong. He thought he was going to attack the prince, so he quickly pulled out his weapons. However, the farmer ignored Yang Yong and cried with the plowing cow.

Several guards did not dare to put away their swords. If anyone threatened Yang Yong, both the au and the humans would not hesitate to kill them with swords.

Yang Yong frowned: "Okay, put away the weapons."

Seeing that the yellow cow was hugging him, the red color in his eyes gradually faded, and several tears were shed in the big eyes. Obviously, the yellow cow was in great pain. Yang Shi and others let go of the scalper's hand with confidence. Seeing that there was no danger, several guards also put away their weapons with a few bangs.

Seeing the young man crying sadly, Yang Yong patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, your cow will not die, don't cry." But Yang Yong's comfort was not effective at all, and the young man still cried.

Yang Yong said helplessly: "Yunqing family, tell him that the government has bought his plowing ox and give him ten cents of money."

"Yes." Yun Dingxing asked a minor official to take out ten coins of copper coins from the built wooden house and put them in the crying young man's hand: "Okay, take it, it's a good deal for you."

This is the north, and plowing ox is not expensive. The best plowing ox is only worth seven or eight guan. However, the young man threw the money Yun Dingxing gave him on the ground: "I don't want money, I want my A Huang, you can return my A Huang."

Yang Yong estimated that Ah Huang was the name of this big yellow cow. Now this young man couldn't make a turn for the time being, so he had to coax: "If you cry, the cow will die. Now take the cow back and wash the wound with white wine. There is still a way to save it."

"Really?" The young man was half-believing and half-doubted, stopped crying and wanted to untickle the rope that had been worn with a bull's nose. Yang Yong quickly frightened: "Don't lift the branches, otherwise there will be no help."
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