"Zhao Da! You can't die!" Zheng Jiaweng stepped on his hair and pointed at Zhao Rong's nose, "Today you're a tiger! Will your Zhao family retire in the future?"
Zhao Rong looked at Zheng Weng: "Zheng Weng knows that today is a fierce tiger going down the mountain, why is he obsessed? Zheng Weng looks around, your wife and son have bowed their heads, and they are willing to be loyal to today, why bother to cut their own way? The century-old reputation of the Zheng family should also be considered more for future generations."
Zheng Weng looked up to the sky and smiled: "Zhao Da, you are ridiculous!"
"Break a man's arm, and have his hands to serve it. My Zheng family is willing to pay for the food, what else is he dissatisfied with?!"
Zhao Rong: "Just a few servants."
Zheng Weng scolded: "Is this a servant?"
"Your Zhao family is also a century-old family! You don't know if this is just a servant?"
"What is a servant? Old servants, my shop, and yours, aren't all servants watching?"
"Your family's Zutian, mine's Zutian, aren't all servants looking after them?"
Zhao Rong cupped his hands and said: "Zheng Weng, I am concerned that you are an elder. I will say this. Today's benevolence and kindness, but the benefits of slaughtering a knife are rare in the world. It is the sword and the axe to invite, Zheng Weng cherishes it.”
Zhao Rong waved his sleeves and turned around, leading people away.
Every step of his life, he is no longer the Zhao family child.
"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 him away.
"You! You!" Zheng Weng pointed at his son and wife, and at everyone, "Are you going to watch our Zheng family decline? 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 and a fierce tiger. Only by letting go of the past glory will our Zheng family have a chance to breathe, and we will be able to send our children to the court in the future."
"Father." The eldest son took a few steps on his knees and hugged Zheng Weng's legs, "Our Zheng family has not gained an inch in a hundred years."
Zheng Weng was unsteady, and he sat down on the chair: "You...are willing to give up your ancestral inheritance in order to stand out in front of the new king?"
The eldest son raised his head: "Father."
Zheng Weng looked at his sons and his grandchildren.
In addition to fear, their faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement and yearning.
They learned the arts of civil and martial arts, but they couldn't buy it in the emperor's family. At this time, the new king appeared, even if the king was extremely vicious, they couldn't wait to show what they had learned.
They don't care whether the new ruler is strong or weak, traitor or evil, as long as they can show their ambitions, nothing else matters.
Zheng Weng was disappointed, he covered his eyes and said with trembling lips, "I can't stop you, I'm old, Zihui."
The eldest son hurriedly said, "My son is here."
Zheng Weng didn't want to open his eyes to look at his children and grandchildren again: "In the future, this family will be yours."
The eldest son froze in place, and dared not say: "Son, the son is not as good as the father..."
Zheng Weng: "Don't talk more! From now on, I won't care about this family anymore!"
"In the future, success or failure, whether my Zheng family is the water of the east, or the tower of Zhenshan, it's 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 servants, and returned the servants to the people.
In most aristocratic families, everyone is in danger.
There are also survivors with broken arms who follow the example of the Zheng family.
"Most of them are smart people." Song Shizhao smiled at the book handed over by Zhao Rong.
The old servant was puzzled: "It's just a matter of servants, why do they all look like their parents are dead?"
Song Shizhao shook his head with a smile: "You, you never use your brains."
The old servant poured him a glass of wine: "I don't understand what the lord is saying now."
At this time, Lin Yuanzheng instructed Luo Ben: "I sent you here this time to tell you to be optimistic about the establishment of a household. All the servants and servants of the world are my people."
Luo Ben promised: "What is said today is very true, under the emperor, there should be no one who threatens the people into slavery."
Lin Yuan had a smile on his face: "I've fully entrusted Mr.
Robben folded his hands and leaned over: "I should do my best."
"Go." Lin Yuan watched Robben leave.
Robben listened to the cries outside the mansion.
The servants cried and cried, not wanting to be the common people.
"My father and my mother, my grandparents are all servants." The man cried bitterly, "I don't want to be a commoner!"
When the common people have to pay taxes, when they are slaves, they are the master’s family, so they don’t have to worry about their livelihood, and they don’t have to think about the future. They have children and the master’s family supports them. They can only work honestly.
But as the common people, they have to decide what to do.
Also pay taxes.
What kind of people
It's not good, why do it
"Yeah! Me too, my family are all servants!" Someone shouted, "I beg your lord!"
Robben raised his head and sneered: "If that's the case, then drag it out, impose palace punishment, and send it to the palace as a slave."
When the people outside heard it, they hurriedly shouted: "My lord! My mother has only one son! My lord!"
Robben looked at the people outside the door who kept kowtowing and crying, and said: "Being a slave and a maid is a last resort. Parents in the world all want their children to grow up healthy and earn food for their belly with their hands and feet. You and others, as children, don't think about making progress, and are willing to be slaves, which is ridiculous."
"Today, I will show you a clear path. The people of the world are all the people of Your Majesty, and the slaves of the world are only the servants of Your Majesty. If you want to be a slave, you can enter the palace. There is a way to ascend. Maybe he will be able to honor his ancestors and become a famous eunuch?"
The people below didn't dare to cry anymore.
They shrank their heads for fear of being caught out and sent to the palace.
It's not that they can't live, so why bother cutting off the roots of their descendants
A man is a man, and if he loses that thing, he is no different from a crippled man.
"But who else wants to be a slave again?" Robben asked aloud.
No one spoke outside the door.
Within half a month, most of them had no slaves.
The servants got the money owed by the master's family and found another livelihood, which was not as difficult as they thought.
With a house that shelters from the wind and rain, as long as you are willing to work, you can get paid, and the days pass slowly, but I don’t think there is anything wrong with being a commoner.
The child was playing in the alley, holding a grass cricket in his hand, and ran into his yard with short legs, watching his father chopping wood.
"Father, why do you have to chop so much wood?" Xiaoer squatted aside.
The man smiled and said, "Boil more water today. Let's all take a hot bath. Yesterday, I asked your second uncle to take a bath tub, and it will be fine today."
The child jumped up excitedly: "Should I wash too?"
The man put down the axe and rubbed his son's head: "Of course."
The kid smiled and said, "It's better to move out. Once we move out, we can take a hot shower."
When I was a servant in the past, where was there a hot bath to take a bath, if I could get a pot of hot water and wipe myself perfunctorily, I would be considered lucky.
The man smiled. He was different from others. When someone asked them to leave the main 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 from generation to generation, to be a slave to his descendants, and never to come forward.
He has to work hard, send his son to study, so that his son does not have to be like him, and his son's son does not have to be like him.
"Go to your mother and see what delicious food she made for you today." The man patted his son's butt.
The child jumped up and ran to the house to find his mother.
"Mother!" The child put his hands on the stove, "What are you going to eat today?"
Woman: "Is it okay to eat sweet potato rice today?"
The child nodded again and again: "Okay! Eat sweet potato rice!"
The woman said again: "Is it okay to add some side dishes?"
The child smiled sweetly: "Okay! Mother's cooking is delicious."
The woman leaned over and tugged at her son's face: "Whose mouth is this with honey?"
The child laughed and threw himself into the woman's arms.
At the dinner table, the whole family ate sweet potato rice and wild vegetables, which was quite delicious. The woman said to her husband, "I heard that women can also work. If I can work, we can save the money earlier and send it to us. The big girl is going to read and read."
Da Niu is their son. She was born too early and was afraid of not being able to support her, so she took the nickname Da Niu.
The husband said, "Don't go. I'm going to join the army. The monthly salary in the army is much higher than that of you and me, so I can save the money earlier."
The woman's chopsticks stopped: "Join the army?"
The husband patted the head of the child who was working hard and said, "Don't be afraid, the military camp can go home to visit relatives every month. Even if there is a war, only Haozhou and Anfeng will be left. I won't necessarily fight, but I will go. , and will not lose, your husband is strong and has a heart, and he will definitely come back alive."
The woman was frightened: "In war, swords have no eyes. If you can't come back, the eldest girl and I are orphans and widows. Anyone can bully us. I'm a woman, so what can I do then?"
The husband held his wife's hand: "I heard people say that the treatment in the military camp is very good. After being discharged from the army, you will get money, and the court will arrange for work. If you are injured or disabled, you can get another sum of money. If you die on the battlefield. , I am the martyr, and you and the big girl are the family of the martyr."
"Families of martyrs, you can get a sum of money every month."
"It will also be taken care of by the court."
The woman burst into tears: "Do you have to go?"
The husband nodded: "I have made up my mind."
The woman stretched out her hand and wiped away her tears: "I'll pack your things for you. I'll take good care of the eldest girl at home and serve my in-laws. You should also cherish yourselves when you are outside. Don't let me become a widow and let the eldest girl lose her father."
Husband: "I am lucky to have my wife in this life."
The woman showed an ugly smile, couldn't eat any more, and hid in the house.
Only Xiaoer raised his head: "Dad, are you going to be a soldier?"
The husband smiled at the child: "Does the big girl like it?"
Xiaoer doesn't know the cruelty of war, but only knows how to be a soldier: "Dad, will you be a general in the future?"
Husband: "Dad will work hard."
Xiao'er said happily: "Then I am the general's son!"
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Lin Yuan looked at the book written by Robben, and after reading it, he walked up to Robben: "Can you be a doctor?"
Robben raised his head, and he knelt three times and nine times.
"I am willing to be loyal to Your Majesty, and I will not change in this life."
This doctor is Lin Yuan's new position.
In the Song Dynasty, the doctors were the three top grades, headed by Xuan Feng and Zheng Feng.
As for Robben's doctor, he was a doctor of the imperial censor.
Lin Yuan helped Robben who had finished the ceremony, smiled and said, "You will live up to me, and I will live up to your lord."