The agricultural officer has the responsibility to persuade farmers to ensure a good harvest. During the Harvest Festival, not only the weather in Gucheng but also in Nanyang County will be adjusted accordingly.

County-level agricultural supervisors control a wide range of weather conditions. Occasionally, if some details are not in place, it is up to the agricultural supervisors below to perform their duties.

Zhao Xing and Shen Zhui have to inspect and patrol in Anping Town these two days.

We walked around Anping Town and finally came to the village chief’s house.

Zhao Xing and Shen did not need to take care of the harvest statistics and tax payments. They mainly just asked about the situation casually.

The elder Li was over fifty years old. When he saw the two of them, he was not at all restrained and just went about his daily routine like his younger generation:

"This year in Gucheng is the same as in previous years, with good weather and a bumper harvest."

"As long as they work hard to farm, anyone can feed their family and have enough to eat."

"But there are always those who are lazy and good at eating. Let's talk about the 'Huang Silang' from Group 6. On weekdays, he is good at eating and lazy at cooking. He stays at home and gnaws at his old age. It's the Harvest Festival and he doesn't know how to help the family."

"Last year, his mother and father were both seventy and eighty years old, and they couldn't do it any more. They were about to watch the rice rotting in the field, but the villagers helped collect it. This guy didn't know how to thank him. Instead, he said that everyone was worrying about it...

Hey, no one is willing to help this year. He is lying at home like this again, refusing to go to work, saying that the imperial court will distribute relief grains to them..."

"The relief is old-age money given to his father and mother! He is a man in his thirties who has both hands and feet, and he actually said such a thing. It is simply shameless! Hey, Old Man Huang is really evil to have such a son.

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After hearing what Li Chang said, Shen Zhui became furious and immediately asked: "Where is Huang Silang's home?"

"He's not at home."

"Where is that?"

"Well, we're playing dice in the Niu Family Courtyard in front."

Shen Zhui stood up immediately: "It's so unreasonable that there are still people who dare to gather for gambling! Brother Zhao, let's go!"

"Here we come." Before leaving, Zhao Xing looked at Li Chang with Five Elements Observation. Although he kept staring at the other person's eyes with his bright eyes when the other person was talking, he still took another look.

He lowered his head and flipped through the almanac and found nothing unusual. Then he touched the little lynx and followed it with the caretaker.

"Are you Huang Shiro?"

As soon as Shen Zhui and Zhao Xing walked to the place, they saw a man with disheveled hair and unfocused eyes coming out of Niu's house.

They had seen the roster and portrait from the village chief, and recognized this man at a glance as Huang Silang.

"No, you have found the wrong person." Huang Silang bowed his head and started to move forward.

"Stop!" Shen Zhui shouted, "Why are you running?!"

Huang Silang stopped and could tell that these two officials were recalling the sneaky things he had done before and wondering which one had been discovered.

"Follow us." Zhao Xing confirmed that he was the real owner and got into the car again.

Huang Silang also wanted to climb onto the chariot, but was kicked down.

"Ouch~" Huang Silang fell to the ground.

It was not Zhao Xing and Shen Zhui who kicked it, but Shanmao.

It huffed toward the outside with a very dissatisfied expression.

This man stinks so much that he doesn't want Huang Silang to come into the carriage.

"Just walk," Shen Zhui said.

Huang Silang was unhappy: "Sir, if I go to the county seat for at least an hour, I won't die from exhaustion?"

"Not to the county seat, but to your home!"

Huang Silang rolled his eyes: "Didn't you arrest me, sir? I didn't commit any crime?"

Shen Zhui laughed angrily at him: "You don't know whether you have committed a crime or not?"

Huang Silang chuckled and said: "No offense, no offense... The little one is gone."

"Stop! Do you want to leave?!"

"Your father and mother are in the fields. As the son of man, you should take on these heavy tasks..." Shen Zhui said the truth sincerely.

Huang Silang had a look of impatience on his face, obviously he didn't listen at all.

These things sounded like cocoons to his ears.

Shen Zhui talked for a quarter of an hour, but Huang Silang just remained silent.

Zhao Xing pulled Shen Zhui: "Brother Shen, you go first in the carriage, and I will tell him that I am a farmer, and it is my duty to persuade farmers."

Shen Zhui nodded and got into the carriage.

Zhao Xing stared at Huang Silang and said, "Why don't you help your mother and father harvest Yuandao?"

"I'm lazy."

"..."

You are quite reasonable.

Seeing that the two people were not arresting him, Huang Silang became more confident: "If you have pity on my parents, why don't you give some money? Or help my family harvest rice..."

A person who is shameless is invincible. There is nothing to say to such a person.

Zhao Xing whipped him: "Go, let me go to your fields!"

"Hey, why are you hitting people? Hey, don't hit, don't hit, I'll go..." Seeing that Zhao Xing was not joking, Huang Silang immediately shrank his head and led the way.

Arrived in the field.

Sure enough, there were two old men working in the fields.

Huang Silang stood on the ridge of the field indifferently.

Zhao Xing didn't talk nonsense to him, and casually stuck a Fuxing straw man next to him. He then asked for a whip from Shen Zhui and handed it to the straw man: "Watch him harvest Yuandao. If he doesn't do it, give him a whip."

"What?" Huang Silang stopped working and said anxiously: "You are too lenient. What does it have to do with you whether I can farm or not... Oops, I'm beating people, officials are beating me!!"

Huang Silang lay on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

A neighbor nearby heard the movement and came to see it, and immediately became happy.

"Well played!"

"Bah, shameless!"

"It's Huang Silang. The officer must have a reason for beating him."

When Huang Silang's parents saw their son being beaten, they rushed forward, but before they could plead for mercy, they were stopped by their neighbors.

The neighbors couldn't stand it anymore, so one can imagine how bad Huang Silang's character was.

"Are you going to do it?" Zhao Xing knelt down and asked, "If you do it, you only need to be tired for a day or two. If you don't do it, I have plenty of ways to torture you."

"The biggest officials in this area are the two of us. It's useless for you to sue us, do you understand?"

"Fuck it, I'll do it." Huang Silang got up. He couldn't bear the pain. Seeing that no one was speaking to him, he immediately recognized the reality.

Huang Silang quickly rolled up his trousers and got out of the field.

Forced to undergo "reform through labor" by Zhao Xing.

After a while, Huang Silang began to moan and groan, complaining that he was tired.

Zhao Xing doesn't like him either.

Tired and sleepy? Sleepyhead arranged to directly help Huang Silang regain his energy.

Want to be lazy? Give the fool a whip.

Zhao Xing also planted seven or eight straw men to guard the fields.

Once Huang Silang tries to escape, he will be caught immediately.

This wave of Zhao Xing's campaign is all about physical persuasion.

However, no one in the surrounding neighborhood objected, and they all applauded.

Many people even put down what they were doing to watch the strange scene of Huang Silang cutting the rice.

"Shiro, your posture is wrong. You will get tired easily if you don't bend down."

"Shiro, are you tired? This is what your father and mother have been doing for more than ten years."

"Huang Silang, there is a blood-sucking insect crawling on your leg..."

Huang Silang's feet shook and he quickly touched it with his hands, only to find that it was not the case at all. He immediately realized that he had been deceived and glared at the child angrily.

"Pa~" The whip hit Huang Silang's back.

"Fuck!" Huang Silang cursed in his heart and had to continue working.

He wanted to escape, but found that he was surrounded by straw men.

And the more he worked, the more energetic he became, and he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. In order to avoid this torture, he had to work conscientiously.

By the time they worked until dusk, Huang Silang became much more honest. He even knew how to show off in front of the two adults and helped his father and mother home.
To be continued...