From Changshu Street to Yugui Street, then to Qinghuafang, Rongxi Street...
Throughout the night, Fan Dengchun followed two fellow villagers to many places and saw many people.
He was born in the Ministry of Industry and was familiar with various types of farming and farming tools. When he heard about the reform of tools and the increase in output on Rongxi Street, he could not move for a long time.
He knew as soon as he heard that those people were not bragging. The improvements in the tools they mentioned were indeed advanced. Not only did they save time and effort, but they also improved other crops by improving the ditches.
The more Fan and other springs listened, the more excited they became. They wished they could grow a pair of wings and fly to the peach land they were talking about, to see what the new conditions of the fields would be like when the crops of awns were about to arrive.
On the way back to the Ministry of Industry, Fan Dengchun could not calm down for a long time. From time to time he looked up at the dark blue sky above his head, and from time to time he looked at the deserted streets.
The cool wind hit his face, and he felt refreshed and refreshing after not sleeping all night.
In the back courtyard of the official residence of the Ministry of Industry, the cooks and servants got up early to light the fire.
When Fan Dangchun walked through the two corridors and was about to return to his small courtyard, he looked up and saw the candlelight in Hang Yusheng's room in the distance.
Fan Zhongchun went over and knocked on the door: "Sir."
"Then please elaborate."
Fan Dengchun frowned.
"You're annoying!" Hang Yusheng scolded.
Fan Dengchun saw the official uniform he put on the table and was surprised: "Sir, you are going to the morning court."
The more Fan Dangchun thought about it, the more his blood boiled. He felt like the words in his stomach were boiling. There was so much more he wanted to say.
"Sir, they have come up with better ways to farm, but they have to give up nine out of ten of their farm products with both hands! And, where is the emperor?" Fan Dengchun's voice lowered, and he muttered, "What is he doing?
He didn't do anything, but he wanted everyone in the world to worship him and take away nine out of ten other people's things..."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hang Yusheng raised his hand to hit him, "That's the emperor, the emperor!"
"Get out!" Hang Yusheng shouted in the room.
Because his mind is still confused and he needs to sort it out.
Fan Dangchun frowned, closed the door tightly, and went over to whisper: "Sir, this world... has changed."
"There are many things in this world, things change, stars change, small changes every day, big changes every month. If you don't learn, then you will wait to be pulled down. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Ask the canal where you can get such clear water, so that there is a source of living water."
It turns out that people can still make progress in heated debates. This may be the power of language.
"Sir, you need to think," Fan Dengchun whispered, "I'll go to the staff department and find someone to come and have a quarrel with you. Maybe you will understand me."
Fan Dengchun let out a long sigh and said, "It's my fault, sir. I was so excited that I wanted to find someone to express my feelings to. I couldn't control myself and came to you."
"But sir, what if they don't want us to learn?"
"Only, study?"
"Hey, sir, what I want to say is about that kind of field. It's just that I can't explain it clearly now. I'll have to wait and see in a few days."
"Where did you come back from?" Hang Yusheng turned back and glanced at his clothes, "There is so much dust and dew."
After a pause, he returned to Hang Yusheng's door and whispered: "Sir, we are from the Ministry of Industry. We are far smarter than the pedantic nerds like the Ministry of Civil Affairs."
"Should I say it or not, I was told before I went to bed last night that I had to go to court early today. My heart was pounding and I was frightened!"
"It was my two fellow villagers who brought me to see you. Your Excellency, you are going to the morning court later. If you mention it accidentally to the Emperor, wouldn't I have harmed my brother?"
"It's a great change, just like the dust rising from the East China Sea, it's earth-shaking!"
Hang Yusheng's eyes widened: "Oh, please keep your voice down!"
Hearing his voice, Hang Yusheng came over to open the door without even combing his hair.
Hang Yusheng stopped what he was doing and looked at him without blinking: "Elaborate?"
Fan Dangchun shut up again.
It was as if something was colliding in his mind, a fierce confrontation between old and new thoughts.
But Hang Yusheng stopped telling him and kicked him out as soon as the door opened.
"They don't believe in us, they don't believe in the court, and they won't teach us anything. Because if we let us learn from them, their lives will be even harder, and no one will do something like this that is asking for trouble."
"roll!"
"It's not changing any day," Hang Yusheng said nonchalantly, "it depends on whether it's a big change or a small change."
Fan Dengchun didn't leave, so he calmed down and said, "Sir, I really can't tell you exactly what happened. However, I am confused."
"What confusion?"
Hang Yusheng glared at him with disgust: "Then why did you come to see me? Tell half of it and hide the other half. It's not so appetizing early in the morning."
Hang Yusheng reached out and said, "Get out!"
Fan waited for spring to return to his small courtyard.
Suddenly, he stamped his foot: "Oh, people are bullied miserably, but they don't get angry. When a dog is angry, he jumps over the wall! Our Ministry of Industry is being embezzled and oppressed all day long. Sir, you have lost everything! And those in the fields and villages The villagers are even worse off, far worse than us!"
"Yes." Hang Yusheng had not slept enough, so he responded sleepily and turned to tidy up his clothes.
"It's hard to elaborate on this."
Hang Yusheng's eyes darkened and he said, "This is nothing but incompetence, we just need to learn."
Fan Dengchun himself was frightened. He raised his hand to cover his mouth. Why did these words come out of his mouth?
Fan Dengchun watched Hang Yusheng's door slam shut in front of him, but his mind was racing like crazy.
Fan Dengchun said: "Sir, are you serious?"
"Since ancient times, the imperial court has been the center of the world, and the Ministry of Industry has been in charge of the peak of creation in the world. From ancient times to the present, from the countryside and wilderness to the prosperous capital, the inventions of all things in the world have finally gathered in our Ministry of Industry, which can be called the highest place where craftsmen in the world look up. We continue to carry forward the past, build civil engineering, maintain water conservancy, and master the production of various utensils... But one day, the fashion of this world is ahead of us, and we fall behind. Do you think it is because we are incompetent?"
Last night, he felt that the two fellow villagers had been completely transformed. Now, he must be a completely transformed monster to Mr. Hang.
"Today, we have the morning court?"
"You still said that!"
Hang Yusheng frowned: "What?"
"Then I'll find it myself."
"How can we learn from it and make them suffer even more?"
"Why is it bad?"
After the general put on his official uniform, Hang Yusheng said again: "Well, what I said before about farming, is there anything more to it?"
Fan Dengchun pursed his lips and suddenly gave up: "Because, the emperor has made their life difficult!"
There were several families living in his small courtyard. As the sky gradually dawned, these people all got up.
Fan Dengchun looked at the light in their room, but he still didn't feel sleepy.
Before entering the house, he turned to look at the sky.
The sun rises in the east and is blue in the west, the morning breeze is slightly cold, and the birds chirp crisply.
Fan Dengchun suddenly thought of a sentence, sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
