Emperor Mingxi: That’s not necessary.
When the queen saw him staring blankly at his palms as soon as he woke up, she thought her youngest son was having a nightmare.
Just as she was about to persuade him softly, she saw him raise his lips and say, "My Lady, I have thought of a way to make you less tired. Come, bring me some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."
What's the idea?
Wasn't the little prince fast asleep in the fields? Why is he thinking about farming now?
The Crown Prince lives a life of luxury, how could he understand farming?
All the experienced farmers around thought so.
It’s not that they look down on the little fat boy, but the facts are right in front of them and how can they believe it.
Besides, it is rumored among the people that Your Majesty loves his son dearly, so as the biological mother of the Crown Prince, the Empress cannot be too bad no matter what.
If we listen to the prince's nonsense, we will cause a lot of trouble to the farm.
This is how they grow fruits.
If there are no results, being kicked out of the farm would be really bad luck.
Therefore, these old farmers do not want the fat boy to interfere.
As die-hard fans of the little fat boy, the Queen and Wen Hui naturally believed what he said.
Seeing the little prince's solemn oath and the queen listening attentively, the old farmers who were busy working in the fields could not help themselves.
"Your Highness, we common people have done these farm chores many times. We have the hoes in our hands, and we have tried every possible way, but no one has come up with a good idea!" He said with a smile, bowing his body, looking very humble.
The little fat boy was not angry. He patted Wen Hui's arm and told him to calm down.
He looked around and said calmly, "You can tell me whatever you think."
If Your Majesty were here, people would keep their opinions to themselves even if they had any.
But after working with the Queen for so long, everyone can see that the Queen is a kind person.
The little prince also became famous throughout the world for his good deeds.
As soon as they heard the little prince's words, many people began to whisper, and no one knew what they were talking about.
The queen lowered her eyes and didn't even glance at the farmers.
She doesn't even have time to look after her children.
The little fat boy also gave them enough space to speak, and it wouldn't hurt them to speak.
It would be great if it could fall off!
Several old farmers couldn't help but glance at each other several times, then looked at each other and started talking at once.
"Your Highness is still young. My grandchildren are older than you."
"The prince is only five years old this year."
"All immortals drink nectar, so they probably aren't good at farming."
The little fat boy listened to their words without any impatience on his face, and he had the demeanor of a crown prince.
Seeing that everyone had gradually stopped talking, he said in a deep voice: "Does anyone else want to say anything? If you don't, then I will speak."
His aura grew stronger and stronger, and everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking.
In the past, the queen would have jumped out in a hurry and beaten these people with dozens of boards.
But now she has already understood that the little guy is very sensible, even though he is young.
But she is much better than herself in all aspects. The power struggle in the harem is not suitable for her.
She also made a terrible mistake, but now she has found her strengths in farming.
Although she was annoyed by these people's questioning of the child, the queen still watched her child quietly from the side.
Facts speak louder than words.
Master He was a great scholar of his time, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the little fat boy also learned a few tricks from him.
Pick up the brush and paint in one go.
Wen Hui raised the paper very tactfully. The little fat boy was stunned for a moment and then let him go.
He looked at the bewildered faces of the crowd and said aloud, "This is called the Curved Plow. I dreamed of it in heaven, and it was bestowed upon me. Heaven sympathizes with the hardships of the people, and I, in compliance with its mandate, will pass the Curved Plow down to future generations."
The childish voice echoed in everyone's ears as they looked at the farm implement that looked almost the same as a straight-beam plow.
They couldn't help but feel a little absurd.
Someone immediately couldn't help but say, "Your Highness, it's just a change from straight to curved, how can you save effort?"
Judging from his expression, I'm afraid he thought the young prince was just talking nonsense.
Children always have wild imaginations. Even if they are the reincarnation of gods, they are just mortals now.
The queen frowned and was about to scold the man away.
The little fellow stepped forward, staring intently at the old farmer: "As the Crown Prince, I obey the will of Heaven, and nothing I do is nonsense!"
The little guy is used to being looked down upon because of his young age. Even ministers in the court are like this.
What's more, he is an old farmer who makes a living by relying on experience passed down from generation to generation, so he is not angry when being questioned.
He has done so many things, and every one of them is beneficial to the people's livelihood.
I say this to make them clear that Yan Chengyu (crossed out), Yan Chengyu is not an emperor who would lie.
The young prince was influenced by the later concept of equality for all. He could have beaten these people to death on the spot, but he insisted on explaining in detail.
Not to mention anything else, contradicting the prince is a capital crime.
The little fellow was only as tall as the waist of the others, but no one dared to ignore him. At this moment, no one would doubt it even if they said he was the real emperor.
"The straight, long shaft was changed to a curved, short shaft. A rotating plow disc was added to the shaft head. This not only made the plow lighter, but also allowed for easy rotation, making it incredibly flexible."
He introduced himself to everyone calmly.
The farmer, who had spent most of his life digging for food in the fields, followed his words and found that what the little prince said made sense.
And what he said must be true, because he can even tell the functions of these parts at will, who can not believe him?
"I've also seen this hoe and rake. It's thin and long, so it can better turn the soil and cut the weeds."
The little fat boy explained everything to everyone slowly and clearly.
Several farmers who objected were shocked. They had thought they could conclude that the little prince was talking nonsense based on their age and experience.
It's just a fight between children. Since the prince told them to, they can speak freely.
They also took this opportunity to leave an impression on the young prince and let him know their abilities.
Unexpectedly, the little prince's farming tools were even better than theirs.
The young prince said that this was a gift from heaven. If not, how could we explain that the prince was muttering about how to save time and effort just now, and then came up with such a good idea when he woke up?
Gods! Gods are indeed different from peasants like them.
The few of them stopped talking, their faces filled with shame. They felt that they were just digging for food in the fields and yet they dared to question the little god. They were so bold.
As if he could see their embarrassment, the little fat boy took out a small purse from his pocket and gave each of them a solid silver peanut.
Under the surprised eyes of the crowd, Fat Baby said in a serious tone, "Dare to do what others dare not do, dare to take on what others dare not take on, you should be rewarded!"
He is not angry, he even rewards others.
The Queen's expression was moved, Wen Hui was stunned. The emperor's demeanor was displayed to the fullest in this young child.
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