In fact, Zhao Ji, who has practiced the innate skills, has long been much stronger than ordinary people. This kind of simple physical work is very easy for Zhao Ji.
Perhaps conquering these two hills seemed like an impossible task to the emperor, but to Zhao Ji it was just a matter of minutes.
But Zhao Ji would never let the emperor get away with it so easily.
So Zhao Ji gritted his teeth and sighed, then picked up the shovel and started shoveling: "If you want to go back to bed early now, you have to work quickly, otherwise you have to go to work tomorrow!"
The emperor's eyes were filled with sadness. He picked up the shovel and sighed to the sky: "I am the emperor!"
After the emperor said this, the supervisor happened to come. The supervisor had not been to school for many days, so naturally he didn't know what the emperor meant.
He only knew that the emperor held the shovel for a long time without digging, and then he swung the whip at him.
The whip hit the little emperor's leg hard, causing him to jump forward.
"How outrageous!" The emperor was furious, but the supervisor raised the whip again.
Zhao Ji was afraid that the emperor would do something wrong, so he quickly pulled the emperor aside.
"Don't be angry, sir. Don't be angry, sir. My brother is a little slow, but the two of us will definitely finish this thing tonight..."
Zhao Ji thought of an excuse to smooth over the matter.
When the two met before, Zhao Ji had suggested to the emperor that he should address himself as brother. This way they could take care of each other and also avoid a lot of troubles.
Not long after the supervisor left, the emperor muttered in a low voice in exasperation: "I must chop off his head! He is a bully who relies on his superiors for power!"
Zhao Ji pretended not to hear, and then sighed and said to the emperor: "I have seen others push out at least two carts of soil just now. If we are slower, we will see the sun tomorrow morning!"
Now the tiger is in trouble and is bullied by the dog. Even though the emperor is the supreme ruler, he is only a supervisor in this place with a whip.
It really hurts when the whip hits someone. It's much more painful than when the emperor was a child and was beaten on the hand by the tutor because he couldn't recite the book.
Due to the situation, the little emperor could only curse while picking up a shovel and starting to work.
Zhao Ji was laughing secretly on the side, waving the shovel slowly, but the main work was still done by the emperor.
After realizing the situation, the emperor stopped struggling in vain and just worked there as a porter.
Because the place where morning sickness occurred was very far away, Zhao Ji discussed with the emperor and decided that one person would stay here to shovel the soil while the other would push the cart.
The emperor was a little scared and met the supervisor again, so he chose to shovel the soil here.
Zhao Ji went to push the cart and dump the soil.
Every time Zhao Ji pushed the cart slowly and leisurely, when he came back, the emperor had just filled up the new cart.
For a moment, the two of them developed a tacit understanding.
But two hills were too many. The emperor felt that he had been working for a long time, but when he looked up, only half of the mountain was gone. This made the emperor discouraged.
He just threw the shovel to the ground.
"Who the hell can finish this?" These words happened to be heard by the supervisor passing by.
The supervisor whipped the emperor without saying a word.
The emperor did not expect to encounter this devil again. Unfortunately, he had no martial arts skills and could only dodge continuously. The supervisor was tall and strong, and it was impossible for the emperor to dodge him.
After being whipped a few more times, the emperor finally became completely obedient. When Zhao Ji came back, everyone had been beaten.
The emperor didn't even have time to say a word and just shoveled the soil one shovel after another.
When Zhao Ji came back, he saw two bloodstains on the emperor's back. However, he did not sympathize with the emperor. A naive person always has to be beaten outside before he knows how good his life is now.
Besides, the harder the emperor is beaten now, the more ruthless and decisive he will be when he faces the governor next time!
The emperor was in so much pain all over his body. His muscles ached, and sweat was running down his skin and seeping through the bleeding wound, making the pain even greater.
Zhao Ji also pretended to be working hard and sweating, but in fact, for Zhao Ji, who had great internal strength, this was as easy as lifting a feather, effortless.
Before I knew it, the moon had gradually disappeared, and a very faint light appeared in the distant sky.
It was at this time that the emperor and Zhao Ji finished clearing the hill that belonged to them.
The two sweaty people went straight back to the cabin without even a place to take a shower, fell to the ground and fell asleep.
No one cared whether the straw mat was clean or not.
They are not considered to have returned, and the latest one is not considered to have returned the earliest at the same time.
It felt like I had just closed my eyes when I heard the sound of a rooster crowing, followed by the sound of a whip waving in the air.
Many people in this room had been beaten last night and were particularly sensitive to the sound.
This includes the emperor.
But the little emperor was so sleepy that his consciousness was still in a very confused state. If Zhao Ji beside him had not been quick to pinch the little emperor's waist.
The pain woke the little emperor up and made him sit up. I was afraid that the supervisor's whip would fall on him.
After seeing the emperor get up, the supervisor immediately turned the whip around and hit the person next to him who had not gotten up yet.
The force was extremely fierce.
As soon as I went over, blood came out.
The emperor woke up immediately.
He looked at the sky outside and it was just getting light.
"You lazy bastards, you haven't gotten up yet at this hour, are you guys trying to stay in bed?"
"Get out right now, go get a steamed bun, eat it and then go back to mining. There are many newcomers among you who still need to learn. If you go too late, you will waste time..."
The supervisor cursed and drove people out.
The sky outside was not very bright and some roads were not very clear.
But even so, the supervisor had already driven these yawning people forward.
Not far away was a makeshift shed with a large basin inside containing some multi-grain steamed buns. The buns were not big, about the size of an adult's fist. Next to the buns were some pickled vegetables. The large barrel on the far right contained thin, clear porridge like water.
The porridge is so thin that you wouldn’t be able to catch even a few grains of rice even with a net!
It’s called clear porridge, but it’s probably just plain water.
If this kind of food was kept in the palace, the emperor would not even want to feed it to his dogs.
But after working all night last night and getting up so early in the morning, the emperor's stomach was already rumbling.
Even with such poor food, the emperor swallowed his saliva and took a steamed bun. When he was about to take the second one, the supervisor hit his hand away.
"We didn't do much work, but we got a lot of food. Just one for each person, don't take more! We haven't even finished the work, and you've eaten a lot of food..."
The supervisor held one in each hand and stuffed another in his mouth, but he just glared at the others fiercely.
Due to the power of the whip, the others could only sigh, take their own portion of food to the side, and either squat or sit on the ground to start eating.
The emperor took a bite of the steamed bun and felt his teeth grinding. He was probably using the lowest quality flour, as there seemed to be some sand and stones in it. The pickled vegetables on the side were also extremely sour. One could taste that they didn't even use salt, and the sourness came from the fermentation of the food itself.
With a "wow" sound, the emperor spat out the first mouthful of food.