Regarding Yang Fan's request for an official position, His Majesty Li Er did not agree or refuse, but said vaguely that he would wait and see.

Of course, Yang Fan didn't force it, after all, he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

What's more, as long as His Majesty Li Er doesn't explicitly refuse, it means there is still a chance.

However, His Majesty Li Er had a better understanding of Yang Fan's shamelessness, and the more he looked at that smiling face, the more disgusted he felt.

Resisting the urge to beat this kid violently, Li Er stood up and said: "I will go back to the palace first, and Shu'er will play with you for a few days. Don't let her be wronged, otherwise it will make you look good...

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"I obey your Majesty's order!" Yang Fan bowed and replied, then asked with a smile: "Did your Majesty forget something?"

"What did I forget?" Li Er was stunned for a moment, and he quickly recalled it in his mind. He didn't find anything missing, so he asked in confusion.

Yang Fan is unhappy!

Could it be that His Majesty Li Er has Alzheimer's disease and has forgotten what he just said so quickly?

I can only remind you again: "The matter of the minister's promotion..."

Hearing this, His Majesty Li Er's face darkened and he said displeasedly: "Didn't I already say that you can only be granted a public title if you have made great achievements? As long as you have great achievements again, I will keep my word."

"It's just merit, isn't it difficult?" Yang Fan let out a low voice, then stared at His Majesty Li Er and said: "A gentleman's words!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!" His Majesty Li Er replied through gritted teeth.

Yang Fan is so disgusting!

Do you think I am a person who does not keep my word?

Besides, how can ordinary merit be enough to grant a title of duke? I really think that merit is nothing more than cabbage, which can be picked up anywhere.

If it were really that simple, there wouldn't be only a few dozen dukes since the founding of the People's Republic of China!

You must know that these dukes have made great contributions to the rule of the world.

What's more, which one of these people doesn't have the support of many forces behind them?

Yang Fan is only 18 years old now. It is simply impossible for him to become an official through his own merits. This is not the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

So His Majesty Li Er glared at Yang Fan fiercely, stroking his sleeves and turned to leave. But just as he stepped out of the door, a voice came from far away.

"Old Li, walk slowly, don't send me away! Also, don't get angry when you are older, otherwise you will easily get cerebral hemorrhage..."

Upon hearing this, His Majesty Li Er staggered when he stepped over the gate and almost fell.

Although I don't know what a cerebral hemorrhage is, judging from what this guy said, it's obvious that he's not a good guy. I really want Li Junxian to take Bai Qi to kill this guy.

Wang Huangui, who was following behind, was almost frightened out of his wits, and he complained endlessly to Yang Fan, the culprit.

If His Majesty Li Er was injured in a fall, even if he had a hundred heads, it wouldn't be enough to chop him off!

And Li Junxian was filled with admiration!

Yang Fan was so bold that he even dared to ridicule the emperor. It was so awesome!

If others dared to do this to His Majesty Li Er, they would have been dead and dismembered by now!

Yang Fan disagreed and rushed to Junyangfang humming a tune...

The next day, before dawn, Junyangfang had already started to become noisy.

Yang Fan usually gets up to exercise, so he gets up early.

But today before dawn, Wu Meiniang and the other girls dragged her out of bed and woke her up.

It turns out that today is the day for spring plowing and planting and offering sacrifices.

In ancient times, in order to have a good year, people would hold sacrificial activities for spring plowing and autumn harvest every year, and spring plowing was especially grand.

How did Yang Fan know!

Not only the common people, but also emperors throughout the dynasties performed spring plowing sacrifices, which reflected the progress of Chinese farming culture.

This not only represents the idea of ​​valuing agriculture and respecting ancestors and repaying one's roots, but also provides an opportunity for the rulers to express their ideas of valuing agriculture and consolidating their roots.

Ancient China attached great importance to farming. "Xunzi Wang Pianzhi" records that there are sayings of "spring plowing, summer fermentation, autumn harvest, and winter storage."

The ancients believed that only in this way can we "keep the four things intact and keep the five grains intact".

"Hanshu. Food Magazine" records such a story.

Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty listened to Jia Yi's suggestion. The emperor cultivated the fields himself so that the people could watch.

Use your own hard work as an example to let everyone know that spring plowing is "the great destiny of the world."

In 178 BC, a formal edict was issued to the whole country, saying: "Farmers are the foundation of the world, and I will personally lead the farming of the farmland, and it will start again every year..."

Since then, the tradition of spring plowing sacrifices has been passed down in the form of policies, and it has become a way for the emperor to attach importance to farming, be considerate of the people, and get close to nature.

Through the development of this method, different spring plowing and sacrificial customs have been formed in various places.

Yang Fan didn’t know much about farming.

Although Yang Fan didn't say that his limbs were industrious and he couldn't separate grains, apart from seeing others farming in his previous life, he had never done it himself, so he was completely confused.

Although Yang Fan had heard of spring plowing sacrifices, how could he know how to do it?

So Yang Fan could only watch Yang Laifu and the others prepare, while Wu Meiniang and the other girls packed Yang Fan's luggage, which looked particularly grand.

After all, when going to the fields, you can't still wear fancy clothes, and you have to dress more plainly, otherwise how can God reward you with food?

When Yang Fan and others arrived at the farm, they realized that they had arrived relatively late.

Some farmers nearby had already burned incense and paper and put plows into the fields.

Wu Meiniang who was following her couldn't help but scolded with some complaints:

"Mr. Lang, you didn't listen when I told you to get up early. You see, you asked others to get up early. If God blames you, our farm will not have a good harvest this year."

Looking at the worried girls, Yang Fan felt funny in his heart, but he did not laugh at them for being "superstitious".

In a farming society, everyone thinks that money is not as important as real food.

Of course, Yang Fan did not refute, although it was clear that whether the harvest in the fields was good or not had nothing to do with God.

But there is no need to fight against the entire society over a small matter?

What's more, many things cannot be explained by science.

It's like traveling to the Tang Dynasty...

Just like the golden finger in your hand...

So he quickly comforted several beauties who were about to cry:

"It's okay. As the saying goes, sincerity leads to spiritual success. As long as we pray sincerely and pay attention to farming, I believe God will not blame us..."

Princess Gaoyang, who came with her, quickly came to her aid and said, "Mei Niang, what Lang Jun said is right. Don't be anxious. My father also performs spring plowing sacrifices every year, and it doesn't start until three quarters past midnight!"

The master of the Hou Mansion and the royal wife all spoke, so Wu Meiniang and the other girls naturally did not complain any more.

However, Wu Meiniang did not stop and directed the servants to arrange various tasks.

The Zhongyi Hou family has a great business, so naturally it has many tenants. These tenants include the villagers of the original fiefdom, the victims of the disaster, and the people who came to work...

With such a complicated staff, of course a mobilization meeting must be held first.

"Hello, brothers and sisters!"

“It turns out that some of the people here are!

!There are tenants in this house, but most of them are homeless victims."

"Various natural disasters have caused your relatives to lose their lives and made you homeless refugees and disaster victims!"

"Those aristocratic families, distinguished and wealthy people, treat you indifferently and leave you to fend for yourself."

"The world is huge, but there is no place for you to stand on it. There are as many grains of rice as mountains, but there is not even a grain of food for you to feed your belly! You are like abandoned children with no one to rely on!"

"I can be proud to say that I gave you food and clothing, and that I gave you housing and jobs. You can also say that I gave you a stable life and a chance to be reborn."

"Although you can work and earn money now, we must not forget our roots. Only by cultivating the fields well can we have food to eat and we will not starve!"

After a pause, Yang Fan slowly looked around at the tenant farmer who was reminded of his sad past by his words, and said in a sonorous tone: "Tell me, are you still willing to wander like wild dogs? Are you still willing to endure cold and hunger?"

"I don't want to! I don't want to!"

"So, tell me, what should I do now?"

The crowd was quiet at first, then immediately became angry, and then someone shouted: "We will do whatever the Marquis tells us!"

"Yes, follow the Marquis and we will have food to eat..."

If there is one, there will be two, and everyone on Tianba instantly raises their arms and shouts, making a loud noise, which is quite an overwhelming momentum.

Yang Fan raised his arm high and pressed it down to indicate silence. In an instant, nearly a thousand people fell silent, and only Yang Fan's voice was heard echoing in the mountains.

"Everyone here, no matter what they did before, will be our brothers and sisters from now on. Junyangfang is our home, and these fields are our foundation. If God wants to starve us to death, I will take you with me.

Planting food, now, I announce that spring plowing in Junyangfang has officially begun!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a roar of cheers from Tianba.
To be continued...