Zhao Fuzi saw that Xu Yu's face turned red with anger, for fear that the younger brother, who was the youngest and most respectful of his predecessors, would not have a good result if he continued to argue.

"Report! Instructor, I want to make your reasoning clear. ”

The instructor glanced at Xu Yu, who was not convinced, he was an upright soldier, he had no bad intentions, and it was not good to press down again, otherwise the effect would be counterproductive, and he must convince people with virtue, and immediately said: "Okay, you can make it clear." ”

Some students took the opportunity to pull Xu Yu down, although Xu Yu was not convinced, he also knew that the matter involved the prince and could not sow disaster for the family.

At the moment, the big guys were waiting for Zhao Fuzi's eight masterpieces attentively, thinking that he was going to secretly ridicule again, but Zhao Fuzi's intention was to calm everyone down, and his arms couldn't twist his thighs after all, so as not to repeat the lessons he had back then.

I saw Zhao Fuzi shaking his head and saying loudly: "The blackboard, the black board, because of its black color, is called the blackboard; The whiteboard, the white board, because of its white color, is called the whiteboard, but the blackboard whiteboard can be changed?

Said: Yes, the blackboard is shaved off the black paint and painted with white paint, then the blackboard becomes a whiteboard, and the whiteboard is painted with black paint, then the whiteboard becomes a blackboard. It is an enemy blackboard and a whiteboard, and it is not immutable. Or someone asks: The blackboard is shaved off the black paint, and it becomes a whiteboard early, and the whiteboard is painted with black paint, and it becomes a blackboard early, is it a blackboard that is black, and the whiteboard is confessed, how can it be changed?

Answer: This is a corner of the view. Black and white, both colors, different wavelengths, what's the difference? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is wise to connect with the sky, only eight buckets high, and he can see white in black, black in white, and black and white fall, and it is not impossible. I am an ordinary man, I have seen shallow knowledge and short-sightedness, I can only bow to the membrane, how dare I talk about black and white? Qi Hu is absolutely obedient, the blackboard is white, so the world is peaceful. Isn't it beautiful to have a good time with all the words? ”

The students were very disappointed, but they also heard the truth, and Master Zhao asked everyone not to be reasonable in unreasonable places, which was undoubtedly humiliating. It's just somewhere else, it's a barracks, he's right. And the instructor didn't understand it, but he heard him sing the praises of the prince, in favor of absolute obedience, and in favor of the blackboard being white. I was satisfied, so everyone was happy, and the whistle sounded after class.

A month of life in the barracks gave Xu Yu a lot of insight, and life here was similar to the story of the concentration camp told by his father, and he was also surprised that Zhu Zhanji's surveillance of them was almost pervasive.

Xu Hao didn't expect Zhu Zhanji to make a Ming Dynasty version of the SS, and his son noticed that the instructor would talk to each student individually on a regular basis, asking you to answer a series of questions from him, so as to observe whether he was suitable to become a qualified Donggong guard.

Xu Yu was a delicate child, and he was surprised to find out. The students' letters were checked, of course, cleverly and almost seamlessly.

Xu Yu knew that someone must have peeked at the letter, and the letterhead used by his father was a very special one. There is a delicate and intricate pattern on the back, which is easy for outsiders to mistake, and after folding it together as it is, the letterhead turns off by mistake.

After this incident. He soon found that the books in the classroom drawer had been flipped through, the notes had been moved, and a few classmates were eavesdropping silently all the time.

Soon Xu Hao from the metaphor in his son's letter. learned of Zhu Zhanji's tricks, and sighed secretly that it was indeed the descendant of the old Zhu family, another East Factory and West Factory who were alive. It's human nature to think about it, and any normal emperor will try his best to insert his eyes and ears.

Xu Hao became interested in the military camp, and quietly sent someone to investigate secretly, what is gratifying is that even in such a controlled environment, the students' reactions are different, and there are many students who are unwilling to be brainwashed, there are undercurrents in it, there are wildfires buried in the ground, and it is not Zhu Zhanji, who is scheming, can completely dominate the world.

Hoping that wildfires can finally erupt from the ground and burn down the feudal monarchy, Xu Hao does not care what system is in the future, history has proven that communism is wrong, and capitalism, although it is not beautiful, is a system that conforms to the laws of history.

In the past few days, he has to go out for a walk every day, and every time he will walk to the door of Wang's house, smoke a cigarette with Wang Siliu, and chat a few words.

Cousin Xiao Yuying's obsession made him a little unbearable, plus an aunt who was like a wolf and a tiger, every time at the last moment, he had to bear the rain and dew with his cousin, probably because he wanted to conceive another child.

Xu Hao became more and more aware that he had long been reduced to a seeder, every woman around him had lost the romance of girlhood, and the feelings of Shenma had faded, replaced by family ties, and people all became very realistic, for themselves, for relatives, for children, and for various reasons, there were a few exceptions, such as aunt Xu Miaojin and sister Xu Cuiliu.

Xu Hao is not disgusted, isn't he getting more and more sophisticated? When people are old, there is nothing that they do not think about the long term. As an ancient man, the happiest thing is that he doesn't have to struggle in the whirlpool of entanglements between his wife and mother and the mistress, and of course he will be very upset.

The practice of ancient men is usually that I can't afford to hide, and it will be closed without entering your door. As for Xu Hao, he doesn't want to make a group of resentful women, but he has to sleep with a woman every day, and the taste is really like a person who knows how cold and warm he is drinking water.

came out to smoke a cigarette like this, Xu Hao sadly found that it was like a prisoner in a prison who came out every day to let off steam, this indescribable taste, married boys and girls, you know it!

Wang Siliu will never understand the troubles of this noble man who wants something, and smoking time is also the most comfortable moment of his day, because his secret is shared with someone.

He took the trouble to tell him about his dreams, how to raise the cattle when he bought them, or, more appropriately, how to serve them. First of all, the thatched hut was converted into a cattle pen, and the air leakage was pasted with mud.

Xu Hao learned the knowledge of raising cattle, Wang Siliu said: "In winter, the thief wind blowing in through the hole in the wall hurts the cattle the most. The ground should be made into a small slope, and the feet of the ox should not be soaked in feces and urine, but it should be clean. As for the grass, needless to say, it should be fresh, ask the son to carry back a bundle of grass before dark every day, and remember to get up in the middle of the night to feed the night grass, as the old saying goes, the cow has no weeds and is not fat. ”

"Oh, oh." Xu Hao agreed, "Yes, horses are not fat without night grass, and cattle are not fat without night grass." ”

Wang Siliu said excitedly: "The cow nose rope must be rubbed with soft bamboo linen, and the rope twisted with thick bamboo cannot be used." The back should be clean, oily and slippery, the weather is warm, you must lead the cow to eat grass every day, and you must be careful of the gadfly sucking blood. ”

Every day is a cattle raising book like this, and there is always a sentence at the end. "I must raise it with a thick waist and a round back, and great strength."

Today Xu Hao asked, "When are you going to buy cattle?" I'll go with you to see and see. ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Wang Siliu replied with a smile, and as soon as he returned to the house, he took out the precious wooden box in his cabinet again, and counted his savings.

I counted it again tonight, but unfortunately the money will not give birth to children and children, and it will not increase in vain. He let out a long sigh, locked the box, and sat down at the doorway and pulled out the leaf cigarette, "It's still a lot." ”

"Not this year, there's next year."

Wang Siliu made up his mind, the weather is smooth this year, the family is free of illness and pain, the court has not increased any miscellaneous taxes, and the rope that binds people to the old man's family cannot tie him, and there is no debt of a penny. As for the taxes of the imperial court and the few acres of land of the Tong family, after paying the rent, there is still some left, and the sweat of the year has not been in vain.

If it can be so smooth, Wang Siliu calculated how much money he could save, and a smile appeared on his face.

The next day, Xu Hao happened to see him hurriedly walking outside the village and shouted, "Lao Wang, where are you going?" ”

"Go, go to the county seat." Wang Siliu swallowed.

"Let's go, I'll go to the county seat too." Xu Hao looked at his embarrassed look and waved his hand, "Don't follow anyone." Eh, Mu Yi, you follow alone. ”

In this way, Wang Siliu happily took his "smoke friend" and went to the bull market outside the county seat.

The smell in the bull market is very touching, no wonder people call this place a cow dam, even if Xu Hao is close to the people, when there are cow dung mud all over the ground and colorful flies in the air in front of him, he can't help but hesitate.

And Wang Siliu seemed to be a paradise flowing with honey in front of him, breathing in the smell of grass, and arching his fart into it. Xu Hao could only watch him go back and forth a few times, looking around, and almost touched all the cattle tied to the stake with his own hands.

Standing aside again, he pointed his ears and listened to the bargaining of almost every cow, which reminded Xu Hao of the memory of buying his first computer, the sense of happiness, anticipation, and tireless research on hardware, and the scene when he asked around about the price, it was exactly the same.

Understanding Lao Wang's mood, Xu Hao asked on the way back: "Lao Wang, tell me honestly, how much savings do you have?" Don't lie. ”

Wang Siliu didn't dare to lie, firstly, the difference in their identities was too great, and secondly, he valued the "smoker" in front of him very much, and he was almost the only person in his life who could say what was in his heart.

"This." Wang Siliu rubbed his hands and told the truth a number.

Xu Hao was surprised: "How can this money be enough!" There's no hope for this year. “

"Not this year, it's almost next year." Wang Siliu looked quite confident.

Xu Hao shook his head and said, "It's still not enough, unless your income can triple next year." ”

"Then the year after tomorrow, the year after tomorrow should be enough." Wang Siliu saw through the meaning of his friend.

Xu Hao said helplessly: "You are making the best expectations, the problem is that you rely on God to eat, once the heavens are not beautiful, it will be far away." ”

Wang Siliu was silent for a while, looked up at the blue sky, "Sincerity is spirituality, I believe God will take care of me." ”

Xu Hao also looked up at the clear sky, thinking of the continuous natural disasters in the Ming Dynasty, "I hope so." (To be continued......)