Chen Ao was scared to pee.

I saw the two young men ordering people to insert a wooden stake and then hang up the person who was beaten to death like a scarecrow.

Then one of the boys held a whip in his hand and began to whip the person tied to the wooden stake.

The man was immediately beaten to pieces and wailed desperately.

After a while, the little scholar Zhu finally got tired of fighting, and the person on the other side sympathized with him and said, "Your Highness, if you are tired, please rest. Come on, come and try it."

After taking the whip, he whipped again.

Later, the man was dying, and even the shouts of help and howling gradually weakened.

Only then did the little Zhu Xiucai support his Lunzi, clapping his hands politely, and still muttering: "You said all the good things, but you didn't listen, and you dared to run away. It's so annoying!"

Fang Jifan was panting, his hands and neck hurt, and he twisted his hands and neck, breathing in his mouth. He was also very angry. The student ran away. This was an insult to the teacher. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

So he twisted his hands and neck and said angrily: "A son in charge of the Ministry of Personnel is really ignorant of the world. If you fight more, you will be honest."

Xiao Zhu Xiucai helped Lunqian, who was about to fall off, looked up at the sky: "Actually, it may not be honest if you beat him. This is also very experienced, but I feel happy if I beat him. This is true. I can't be a good player without hitting him. This scholar understands this sentence. This academy is well run and I like it very much. Teaching and educating people is really a pleasure."

The two of them stood shoulder to shoulder, and they were too lazy to care about the life and death of the student behind them, so they left slowly.

It seems that he doesn't care about the consequences at all.

This means that if you die, then you die. Do you care a lot about your life or death?

The two left very simply, leaving countless cold arrogances all over their bodies.

Chen Ao's teeth were trembling violently, and even his back was soaked with cold sweat.

When he was in his hometown, who was so angry that he could not smile when he saw him? He just wanted to do whatever he wanted!

And now...

He held the number Bing Ding license plate in his hand, suddenly stopped saying a word, and obediently slipped into the shed.

But when I entered this shed, I felt a strange smell.

Chen Ao tiptoed, afraid of being stained with some stains. There was a family inside, and they also looked at him with some fear.

Chen Ao glared at them.

This family is an elderly man, a boy with a shattered tiger-head hat, and an old woman, who seems to be a little sick and lying in the quilt of the rice pole shop.

"The villain... to the young master..."

"Don't be beaten by me." Chen Ao looked at them vigilantly, his face very distant and cold.

It is difficult for him to touch such a villain. He is the young master of Qinhuai. What a status, the servants in the family will not be like this ragged clothes.

The most important thing is that Chen Ao dislikes the bad smell of this family, which is smelly and very annoying.

If it weren't for fear of death, the genius would stay here.

The men from this family were honest and did not dare to go to Chen Ao. They asked the children to take care of the patients, so they went to wash potatoes and cook in the stove outside.

It’s not that Chen Ao is standing here, it’s not that he is sitting here, but there is a chair. The child wiped it and put his fingers in his mouth, dripping with saliva. The saliva dripped down his fingers. He looked at Chen Ao curiously and said, “Sit.”

“Don’t sit.”

Chen Ao looked at the chair with disgust. It was so dirty.

He stood like this, and he didn't dare to go next to anything in the shed.

When the potatoes were cooked and then they were broken into mashed potatoes, the man brought them up and found a new bowl to Chen Ao.

Chen Ao looked at the pottery bowl and felt his stomach rolling and wanted to vomit, and said coldly: "Don't eat it."

"Eat some, young master, you will be hungry if you don't eat it."

"I said I don't eat it, don't eat it, don't eat it, don't talk too much, you hate it!"

This night was extremely long, and Chen Ao had countless thoughts of escaping. He was very hungry, cold and sleepy. Although this family made a bed for him with straw and held a quilt,... when he saw this bed, his hair was standing up all over his body.

During this night, I was almost hungry and barely sat on the pretty "clean" chair and took a nap.

But the long night finally passed and it was dawn.

The man from this family got up and continued to cook mashed potatoes. Chen Ao still didn't eat it, but at this moment, the bangzi rang.

All the male refugees and scholars gathered together.

There are a total of five or six hundred people.

Chen Ao dared not not to go, study... he was still with these damn refugees?

Chen Ao felt that his stomach was burning and he was almost hungry.

Then I saw the scholar and the young man coming with a hat, majestic!

Zhu Houzhao shouted: "Everyone follows me and reclaims the land on the northern foot of the country. Everyone gives away farm tools. I've listened to it. If anyone is lazy, don't blame the ruthless subordinates of this scholar. My hands are itchy."

"Lao Fang...what do you want to say?"

Fang Jifan was a little confused and tried hard to scrape his stomach before he said annoyed: "Your Highness has finished talking about it."

Zhu Houzhao became arrogant!

Now, anyone knows that the scholar Zhu in front of him is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince actually looked like this, and he didn't feel as they imagined.

And it was Fang Jifan who stood on Zhu Houzhao's side.

Fang Jifan's face is quite handsome, but his face is fierce, so it is hard to mess with at first glance.

Chen Ao felt that he was the good dragon of Ye Gong, and he didn't feel excited about seeing His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He just wanted to sleep and was still hungry.

Liu Jin was almost standing close to Zhu Houzhao, becoming Zhu Houzhao's shadow.

He kept burping, and like His Royal Highness the Prince, he also lived in the farmer's house. He could always eat more than half of the mashed potatoes steamed by the farmers. He tried hard to eat, but he couldn't bear it anymore, so he reluctantly stopped.

So, from the time he returned to the prince, he was always touching his bulging belly and burping endlessly.

This feeling is very comfortable!

The study people arranged at the homes of farmers, and this was Fang Jifan's idea, to integrate knowledge and action.

These farmers also need training and have to teach them how to grow sweet potatoes, and how to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. Now there is a huge amount of manpower outside the pass, and some are land. Since refugees are resettled, of course they cannot be allowed to eat dry food, otherwise this so-called relief will be meaningless.

Therefore, the more than 500 people were mixed together, Zhu Houzhao took the lead, and a group of scholars were actually similar to Shen Ao. They thought they were dirty and didn't eat, so they would rather be hungry. They distributed farm tools, and they looked weak and followed the team of people.

When we arrived at the northern foothills, it was very desolate.

In the past, the land here was not fertile and had a lot of gravel, which was not suitable for land reclamation, so it has been abandoned. But now there are potatoes and sweet potatoes, but these potatoes and sweet potatoes are not as delicate as wheat. These lands can now produce grain.

Although Zhu Houzhao was arrogant, he was very concise when he really started doing farm work. He took the lead in carrying a hoe and started to turn the ground with a familiarity. On the side, Liu Jin was responsible for studying.

Yes, I read the farm book.

This was compiled by Zhang Xin himself and promoted to Thousand Houses, and Thousand Houses were promoted to farmers.

In order to ensure that everyone can remember it freshly and be able to get it through, everyone starts to forcibly indoctrinate while starting to work.

How to turn the ground, how to breed, how to remove insects, the irrigation required for different lands, tens of thousands of words, one by one, one by one.

Those refugees were grateful that they could settle down after eating and drinking. In the past, they had made a living by selling their strength, and land reclamation was nothing to them.

The worst thing is that these scholars are all hungry, all of whom are so sleepy that their chests are placed on their backs, and they want to be lazy, but Zhu Houzhao turns the ground from time to time and occasionally takes a look back.

He even deliberately asked scholars to follow Zhu Houzhao to facilitate supervision. Therefore, Chen Ao was very close to Zhu Houzhao. Zhu Houzhao's vicious eyes swept over, and Chen Ao felt that he was urinating.

This is the prince. Even if I beat myself to death today, my father will probably have to thank him.

Can't afford to offend!

What's more, His Royal Highness personally sold his strength. At this time, who dares to be lazy? He is not even as good as the prince here. Do you really don't want to live anymore?

Chen Ao shuddered, tears had already come out, what a sin is this? Dad... you killed your son.

Unfortunately, he was now calling Tiantian and was not effective. He was shaking and desperately holding the shovel, imitating the people around him, shoveling the gravel to the side. After a while, he felt his whole body tremble.

My waist hurt so much and my arms were sore. At this time, I didn't want to take a nap at all. I was very energetic. Maybe I was stimulated by His Royal Highness, but my stomach became more and more uncomfortable.

In a short while, he began to sweat profusely. The makeup carefully applied to Chen Ao's face was already spent, like a cat, but now he didn't care about this.

Fang Jifan volunteered to Ying, saying that as the same president, he was responsible for urging. He carried a whip and wandered around the crowd. He looked at the dislike, and pulled it out and pressed it on the ground and beat it.

So there were wails coming from time to time on this wasteland, and the voice of who my father was, but they always came and went quickly. After a beat, the limping man whispered and went to work.

Fang Jifan was very satisfied with his work and was majestic. As a great young man with a fair view, he felt what he was changing, especially the feeling he brought to himself when educating scholars, and was very satisfied.

After finally reaching noon, Chen Ao, who was so frightened and hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, almost fell directly into the reclamation of mud after His Royal Highness said he was well.

At this time, he didn't mind being dirty anymore. He lay on the ground like a paralyzed man, looking up at the sky, gasping for breath. He... wanted to die!
Chapter completed!