With one more student, Fang Xing had to teach more basic knowledge. Liu Pu was very honored. At the same time, he was "hated" by Zhu Zhanji and Ma su.
Put down the textbook, Fang woke up to look at the time and explained, "reading has never been an end, but a process of understanding the world. In order not to teach you to be a corrupt scholar, so today you go to the village to dig a ditch."
After Fang woke up and left, Liu Pu widened his eyes and asked, "Your Highness, do you want to study here and farm?"
Zhu Zhanji had begun to move his hands and feet. Hearing his words, he said expressionless, "you'd better hurry up, or you can work until dark."
"Impossible..."
Liu Pu felt that Zhu Zhanji was threatening himself.
Ma Su is the most clever. When Liu Pu was still doubting his life, he had changed into coarse cloth clothes.
As soon as Zhu Zhanji saw it, he immediately shouted, "masu, where's mine?"
Masu said with a smile, "the teacher said the clothes should be washed by yourself. Your clothes are still dirty there."
I'm dizzy!
Liu Pu looked at Zhu Zhanji in shock: This is the emperor's grandson of the national dynasty! He will become an emperor in the future. Fang Xing not only asked him to dig ditches and farm, but also dared to let him wash his clothes by himself.
Where is it?
Liu Pu went outside the study and looked at the sky above the door.
I thought this was the Royal Academy!
I don't know if there is a Royal Academy, but even if there is, I dare not let Huang TAISUN wash his clothes by himself.
When the three appeared in the villa, Liu Pu in brocade became the focus of attention. Even Zhu Zhanji in dirty clothes could not steal his limelight.
Xin Laoqi looked at the three people sympathetically, but with sympathy, he still sent a shovel alone.
The empty farmland was flat, and Fang Xing stood beside an old farmer. After consulting, Fang woke up and asked someone to draw a line in the field, and first dug a demonstration place.
"The inside of the line shall be excavated according to this depth, and several key places shall be excavated larger, otherwise the fish will die of heat."
Yes, Fang Xing is preparing to raise fish in the rice field.
Fish farming in rice fields has a long history, especially in the south.
"Fish can also be raised in this field?"
Liu Pu stuffed the hem of his clothes into his belt, spit in his hand and heart, and asked curiously.
Masu was already working and said casually, "yes, and the fish in the rice field tastes sweet, much better than the fish in the river."
Zhu Zhanji also said with a sense of superiority: "raising fish in the rice field can not only enrich the field, but also eliminate pests. This is killing more with one stone!"
Liu Pu couldn't help but look at this and thought, how can emperor TAISUN even understand farm work?
"Don't linger. If you can't finish lunch, you only have steamed bread... Steamed bread made of black flour."
Fang Xing sat on the ridge with the bell in his arms and said slowly.
I said!
Zhu Zhanji thought of the smell of black steamed bread and immediately shouted, "hurry up, don't think of the chance to steal."
Since we have to work, Fang Xing is bound to be supervised. No, he sat there like a rich landlord, only with a bird cage in his hand.
But the bell is not bad!
The little suckling dog grew day by day. Fang xingcai put it down and immediately ran to the right.
"Woo... Woo, woo!"
Although the bell is small, the sharp teeth in its mouth have grown out, and its limbs are powerful. Watching it flutter left and right in the field, Fang woke up and felt that it was really a pleasant day!
Today's temperature is about seven or eight degrees, but the three people in the field have taken off their coats and revealed three different underwear.
"Hey! Look at that man's underwear. It's so luxurious!"
"Luxury fart, even the ditch can't be dug well. In the future, it's mostly a life of hunger and satiety."
Two old men passed by. They didn't know the identity of the three people working in the field, so they laughed recklessly.
Facing the ridicule of the rural old man, Liu Pu felt a little embarrassed. I miss his dignified son of an Yuanbo. When was he ridiculed like this!
Liu Pu was ready to retort, but as soon as he turned around, he saw that Zhu Zhanji and Ma Su were working hard. They were not disturbed at all, and their progress was much faster than his.
"Well, it's white and blind to have a good shovel on the hand of that fellow."
"No, if I were an old man, I would have dug it all."
The two old men were lamenting that the shovel was actually an iron tool. Only after half pay did they see Fang Xing sitting on the ground.
"Ouch! Young master, why are you here?"
Fang Xing felt that their ridicule was just in line with his education plan, so he turned back and prepared to talk about family affairs, but he saw three people behind the two old men.
A tall old man with a long beard and two strong men.
Fang woke up, arched his hands and said, "I'm lost. Wait until I call someone to lead you out."
This is fangjiazhuang. Others won't go wrong.
The old man's eyes turned from the field to Fang Xing. His eyes looked at him with a look, "are you Fang Xing?"
Yo! Or did you come to me?
Fang Xing said with a smile, "it's the boy. The old man came to me? Please go home and sit down."
The old man shook his head and said, "why did you let them dig ditches?"
Did you come to explore the way after hearing the excellent news of our awakening disciples?
Fang Xing immediately said, "it's too biased to study hard. Scholars should not only work hard, but also learn to work hard. Even if they become officials, they will only suffer the Li Shu under the rule and live up to the high expectations of his majesty."
The old man nodded noncommittally, pointed to the three people in the field and asked, "in your opinion, who is the best of the three?"
The old man is interesting!
Fang woke up and said, "the boy in dirty clothes has a lot of money, but he can do these jobs without changing his face. Don't you find that he has found the secret of digging ditches. This is talent!"
The two big men behind the old man twitched on their faces, and then calmed down quickly.
"Oh! That means you have an eye."
"Of course, my eyes..."
Fang Xing was about to boast, but he saw lingdang running over with a gray black thing in his mouth.
What's that?
"Bell, that's a mouse. Throw it away quickly!"
Fang woke up and pressed the bell. After thinking about it, he finally touched its head and praised: "my bell is really capable. It can hunt by itself when it is so small."
While quietly throwing the dead vole behind him, Fang woke up and took out a paper towel to wipe Ling Dang's mouth.
"Go home to your mother and let her give you delicious food."
Ling Dang stood on the ground, his dark eyes staring at the field mouse thrown at the old man's feet, then arched up and shouted at the old man like a great enemy.
"Woo..."
"Why does the dog look familiar..."
The old man kicked the vole in front of the bell with his feet, and then his face looked thoughtful.