Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

"Zhao Da! You can't die!" Zheng Jiaweng stepped into his hair and pointed at Zhao Rong's nose, "Today you are a tiger! Maybe your Zhao family will retreat in the future?"

Zhao Rong looked at Zheng Weng: "Zheng Weng knows that today is a tiger down the mountain, and why is it persistent? Zheng Weng looks around, your wife and son, both have bowed their heads, are willing to be loyal to today, why bother to cut their own life? The century-old reputation of the Zheng family should also consider more for future generations."

Zheng Weng looked up to the sky and smiled: "Da Zhao, you are ridiculous!"

"The arm is broken, and someone needs to offer it with both hands. My Zheng family is willing to pay for food. What is his dissatisfaction?!"

Zhao Rong: "It's just a little bit of help."

Zheng Weng coldly scolded: "It's the servant?"

"Your Zhao family is also a century-old clan! You don't even know if this is just a servant?"

"What is a servant? The old servants of generations, my shop, your shop, are not all servants looking at it?"

"Your ancestral land, my ancestral land, are not all servants looking after?"

Zhao Rong handed his hand and said: "Zheng Weng, you are an elder, and I will do everything here. Today's benevolence, but the benefit of a knife, is rare in the world. If you insist on your own opinions, it will not be Zhao who came to persuade you later. It's a sword and axe, Zheng Weng Zhenzhong."

Zhao Rong waved his sleeves and turned around, leading people away.

He grew up with style every step of the way, and his aura was no longer the Zhao Jiazi he once was.

"father!"

After Zhao Rong left, Zheng Weng's eldest son hurried to his father's side. He wanted to help Zheng Weng, but Zheng Weng waved back.

"You! You!" Zheng Weng pointed at his son and wife, and pointed at everyone. "Are you going to see the decline of our Zheng family? Will the inheritance left by our ancestors be ruined today?"

The eldest son knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes: "Father, today is a tyrant, a fierce tiger. Only when we let go of the glory of the past, our Zheng family will have a chance to breathe and send our children to the court in the future."

"Father." The eldest son walked a few steps on his knees and hugged Zheng Weng's legs. "Our Zheng family hasn't made an inch in a hundred years."

Zheng Weng was unsteady, and he sat on a chair: "You...in order to get ahead in front of the new monarch, would you rather give up your ancestor's legacy?"

The eldest son looked up: "Father."

Zheng Weng looked at his sons and grandchildren.

Apart from fear, their faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement and yearning.

They learned civil and martial arts, but they couldn't sell it to the emperor's house. At this time, the new king suddenly appeared, even if this king was extremely vicious, they couldn't wait to show what they learned.

They don't care whether the new king is strong or weak, evil or evil, as long as they can show their ambitions, nothing else matters.

Zheng Weng was frustrated. He covered his eyes, his lips trembled and said, "I can't stop you, I'm old, Zihui."

The eldest son quickly said: "My son is here."

Zheng Weng did not want to open his eyes to see his children and grandchildren: "You will be the home of this family from now on."

The eldest son froze in place, not even dare: "Son, son is not as good as father..."

Zheng Weng: "Stop talking more! I don't care about this family anymore!"

"From now on, success or failure, my Zheng family is the water of the east dying, or the tower of Zhenshan, it is up to you."

The children of the Zheng family bowed their heads and bowed.

The next day, the Zheng family dispersed the old servants, hired new ones, and returned to the people.

In most families, everyone is in danger.

There are also survivors with broken arms imitating the Zheng family.

"Most of them are smart people." Song Shizhao looked at the zucchini handed by Zhao Rong with a smile.

The old servant was puzzled: "It's just a matter of servants. Why are they all dead?"

Song Shizhao smiled and shook his head: "You, you never use your mind."

The old servant poured him a glass of wine: "I don't understand what the master said now."

At this time, Lin Yuan was telling Robben: "I am sending you this time to make you be optimistic about the establishment of a household. All servants and domestic servants are my people."

Luo Ben promised: "What is said today is very true, under the emperor, there should be no people who threaten the people as slaves."

Lin Yuan smiled on his face: "Thank you for all."

Robben leaned over: "The minister should do his best."

"Go." Lin Yuan watched Robben leave.

Robben listened to the crying outside the office.

The servants cried and cried, not wanting to be people.

"My father, my mother, my grandparents are servants." The man cried bitterly, "I don't want to be a citizen!"

When the people have to pay taxes, and when they are slaves, the master’s family will provide food and shelter. There is no need to worry about their livelihoods or the future. After having children, the master’s family will just work honestly.

But as the people, they have to decide what they do.

Also pay taxes.

What kind of people are you?

Why do you want to do something that is not good?

"Yeah! Me too, my family is all servants!" someone shouted, "I beg you!"

Robben raised his head when he heard it, and sarcastically ordered: "If this is the case, drag it out, impose court punishment, and send it to the palace as a slave."

When the people outside heard it, they yelled: "My lord! My mother has only one son! My lord!"

Robben looked at the people who kept crying outside the door and said: "To be a slave and a maid is a last resort. Parents in the world hope that their children will grow up and healthy, relying on their hands and feet to earn fruit. You are the children of people, don't want to be motivated, and are willing to be slaves, which is ridiculous."

"Today, I will show you a clear path. The people of the world are the people of your majesty, the slaves of the world, and only the slaves of your majesty. If you want to be a slave, you can enter the palace and there is a way to rise, saying Is it possible to be a eunuch in history and eunuch?"

The people below dare not cry anymore.

They shrank their heads for fear of being caught and sent to the palace.

It's not that you can't live, so why bother to cut off your descendants?

Being a man, losing that thing is no different from a waste.

"But who else wants to be a slave again?" Robben asked loudly.

No one spoke outside the door.

Within half a month, most of them had no more slaves.

It is not as difficult as they thought for the servants to take the money owed by the master's family and find another livelihood.

I have my own house to shelter from the wind and rain. As long as I am willing to work, I can get my wages. As the days go by, I don't think there is anything wrong with being a common people.

The children were playing in the alleys, holding grass crickets in his hands, and ran into his yard on short legs, watching his father chopping wood.

"Father, why do you want to chop so much firewood?" The child squatted aside.

The man smiled and said, "Boil more water today. We all take a hot bath. Yesterday we asked your second uncle for a bath tub. It will be fine today."

The child jumped up excitedly: "Should I wash it too?"

The man put down his axe and rubbed his son's head: "Of course."

The child laughed and said: "It's better to move out. After moving out, we can take a hot bath."

When I used to be a slave, wherever there was a hot shower, if I could get a pot of hot water and wipe my body, it would be good luck.

The man smiled. He was different from others. When someone asked them to leave the master's house, he didn't cry like others. He took his wife and children out by himself.

He didn't want his son to be like him, to be a slave all his life, to be a slave for all his life, his descendants to be a slave, and he would never make his mark.

He must work hard and send his son to school so that his son does not have to be like him, and his son's son does not have to be like him.

"Go find your mother and see what she made for you today." The man patted his son's little ass.

The child jumped up and ran to the house to find his mother.

"Mother!" The child put his hands by the stove, "What are you eating today?"

Woman: "Eat sweet potato rice today, okay?"

The child nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Eat sweet potato rice!"

The woman said again, "Will you serve some side dishes?"

The child smiled sweetly: "Okay! Mom makes everything delicious."

The woman leaned over and tugged at her son's face: "Look at whose little mouth is this honey?"

The child laughed and threw into the woman's arms.

At the dinner table, the whole family ate sweet potato rice with wild vegetables. The woman said to her husband: “I heard that women can also work. If I can work, we can save money earlier and give it away. The girl goes to read and read."

The eldest girl is their son, who was born too early for fear of not being able to support her, so she took the name eldest girl.

The husband said, "Don't go, I'm going to join the army. The monthly salary for the army is much more than you and I earn, so you can save money earlier.

The woman's chopsticks paused: "Join the army?"

The husband touched the head of the child who was struggling: "Don't be afraid. The barracks can go home to visit relatives every other month. Even if there is a war, only Haozhou and Anfeng are left. I may not go to fight, just go. , You will not lose. Your husband is strong and caring, and he will definitely come back alive."

The woman was frightened: "Fighting, the sword has no eyes. If you can't come back, the big girl and I are orphans and widows. Anyone can bully us. I am a woman. What can I do then?"

The husband held his wife’s hand: “I’ve heard that the treatment in the barracks is very good. If you are discharged from the army, you can get the money. The court will arrange work for you. If you are injured, you can get another money. If you die on the battlefield , I am a martyr, and you and Da Niu are the families of the martyr."

"Martyrs' families, you can get a sum of money every month."

"I will be taken care of by the court."

The woman shed tears: "Do you have to go?"

The husband nodded: "I have decided."

The woman stretched out her hand and wiped her tears: "I will pack your things. I will take good care of the big girl at home and serve the in-laws. You should cherish yourself when you are outside. Don't let me become a widow and let the big girl lose her father."

Husband: "It is a blessing for me to have my wife in this life."

The woman showed an ugly smile, couldn't eat any more, and hid in the house.

Only the child raised his head: "Father, are you going to be a soldier?"

The husband smiled at the child: "Do you like the big girl?"

The child does not know the cruelty of war, but only knows the prestige of being a soldier: "Father, will you be a general in the future?"

Husband: "Daddy will work hard."

The child happily said: "Then I am the general's son!"

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Lin Yuan looked at the book written by Robben, then walked to Robben after reading it: "Will Qing be a doctor?"

Robben looked up, he knelt three times and nine knocks.

"I am willing to be loyal to your Majesty and remain unchanged in this life."

This doctor is Lin Yuan's new position.

The doctors in the Song Dynasty were the three grades of Zhengfeng, headed by Dr. Xuanfeng and Zhengfeng.

And Robben's doctor is Yushi doctor, from the second grade, has the responsibility of inquiring and admonishing politics.

Lin Yuan helped Robben up after the salute, smiled and said, "Qing will not be worthy of me, I will not be worthy of you."