Where are the agricultural officials? They can't farm, but they want to take over the ones who can...
The farm stay that Shen Zhiwei imagined was that a group of people would go there happily, then look at the rural scenery, eat and drink, then go to the fields to experience the life of farmers, and then they could leave.
As a result, the next day, he got up before dawn and started to have breakfast after getting on the carriage. After Shen Zhiwei ate two bites in a daze, he fell asleep due to the shaking of the carriage. After leaving the city, the carriage went on the dirt road outside and began to become very bumpy.
Shen Zhiwei was worried that if she continued to sleep she would get a concussion, so she could only cheer herself up and play pirate ship in the carriage.
After an unknown amount of time, we finally arrived.
Shen Zhiwei lifted the curtain and prepared to get off the carriage, then saw someone kneeling beside the carriage as a human stool.
Shen Zhiwei hesitated between stepping someone off the horse and jumping off directly, and chose the latter.
She was about to become the king of a fallen country, so why did she still care about her image? Of course, she could do whatever she wanted. If she didn't want to step on others, no one could force her to do so!
The slave waited quietly for the weight on his back to fall for a long time, but there was no movement. When he was puzzled, the king jumped down from the carriage.
It was the kind of jump where both feet landed on the ground together, and the splashing mud almost flew into the slave's shocked and wide-open eyes.
"Your Majesty?"
When Imperial Tutor Wen, who was leading all the officials forward, saw that the king was so casual, he shouted a warning.
Then, Taifu Wen saw that the king looked at him without any sadness or joy, and there seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his eyes. Taifu Wen was shocked, and when he looked again, he could not see the expression in the king's eyes.
"Change to a wooden bench next time. Let's go."
Shen Zhiwei was dissatisfied with the old man speaking out again. No wonder the system said that if she went against Master Wen, she would definitely become a tyrant. Master Wen really reminded her to pay attention to the king's identity all the time.
After being called strong and powerful, Shen Zhiwei also labeled Wen Taifu as "nagging and annoying".
"Please spare my life, my king!"
As soon as Shen Zhiwei raised her leg, the young man who had gotten off the stool kowtowed to her several times.
It's not thanks, it's a plea for mercy.
He was worried that he had offended the king in some way, making the king so disgusted with him that he was unwilling to step on him. Once what happened today became known, his superiors would take his life without the king's order.
It’s no wonder that it was difficult to survive in the workplace in ancient times. It was often a life-threatening job.
Once like cattle and horses, Shen Zhiwei was unwilling to embarrass the other party and simply said, "The higher the lower, the better. If you step on someone's back as a step, it's better to choose the right tree to climb. The ruler should be the ruler, and the people should be the people. Only by fulfilling their duties can the family and the country be stable."
The king's duty is to govern the country, the common people's duty is to farm well, and no one's duty is to step on another person to get off the carriage.
Shen Zhiwei had read the Tao Te Ching before, and was deeply moved by the words "the noble is based on the humble, and the high is based on the low". The idea that the people are more important than the king had already sprouted in the Spring and Autumn Period, but few kings in later generations took it to heart.
History is an endless cycle. During the feudal dynasties, the people have been waiting for someone to rise up for them.
After Shen Zhiwei finished speaking, he walked forward, leaving only Wen Taifu muttering the newly heard words.
Each one has his or her own duties.
This world already has the "Tao Te Ching", but the idiom "each doing his own job" is obviously not there. Shen Zhiwei has now given up. As a modern person, she has no control over the use of idioms in all aspects of life.
If she is not allowed to use idioms, she will not be able to speak.
"Taifu, what does the king mean by this? Did that lowly slave offend the king?"
The official behind Master Wen stepped forward and asked in a low voice, looking at the kneeling slave with murderous eyes.
If I displease the king, I will quell his anger with blood.
"Your Majesty is not a simple man. You must ponder your words carefully. Perhaps your Majesty is trying to tell your ministers not to become arrogant just because they hold high positions. Instead, they should do what they should do and avoid unnecessary things."
The four words "each doing his own job" were all on Master Wen's mind. He heard a philosophy of governing the country from these four words.
Your Majesty has his own ideas on governing the country, which is very rare. Those famous kings all had their own ideas on governing the country.
If a new way of governing the country could be found, the Zhou Dynasty would be saved!
Shen Zhiwei waited for a while, and when she found that no one jumped out to say anything else to her, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
It turns out that replying to the posts you have read is really effective!
She said that you can learn real knowledge on the Internet. When you don’t know how to answer someone’s question, just tell him a bunch of seemingly reasonable nonsense.
Humans are amazing creatures with a high degree of automation, and their brains can transform nonsense into what they want to hear.
Shen Zhiwei felt that he had learned how to deal with that group of ministers, and he was in a good mood. Then he focused all his attention on the scene in front of him.
The farmlands outside the city are connected to each other and are kept neatly by the farmers.
This was the emperor's farmland, with thousands of acres remaining, stretching as far as the eye could see, with only a bunch of thatched houses built into the area, forming the "village" in Shen Zhiwei's impression.
There were also some common people in cloth clothes, standing with their hands behind their backs not far from the farmland. When they saw the emperor's carriage approaching, they immediately fell to the ground and kowtowed with a humble attitude.
The cloth was not cotton, but linen, and was dark gray in color. At first glance, the only bright colors in the world were the blue of the sky and the green of the grass.
There is no bright color in the common people.
Shen Zhiwei's eyes flickered for a moment, and she felt pity. She had never suffered any hardship, whether in modern times or after traveling through time.
So she would feel pity for those people. She couldn't bear to step on the slaves' backs out of pity, and she didn't want to see the numbness in the eyes of the common people because of her pity.
"How can untouchables be here? It really offends the king! Why don't you drive these untouchables away quickly!"
Before Shen Zhiwei could say anything, a man with a flattering smile jumped out from behind.
Compared to Master Wen's burly build, this man could be called a pretty boy, with a thin body, thin arms and legs.
She does have a face as pretty as a peach, but the beauty between her eyebrows is diluted by an overly flattering aura.
Shen Zhiwei had no distracting thoughts when facing the beauty. She was even more curious about why the other person was so thin?
Scholars these days had to master the six arts of a gentleman. Unlike the scholars of later generations who could easily fall down at the whim of the wind, the scholars of this time were all like good students taught by physical education teachers. They wore swords on their waists and their fists as big as sandbags always fell when they couldn't make any argument.
Most of the students are aristocrats, who have no worries about food and drink and have complete nutrition. It is rare to see them so thin.
Putting this person together with those common people can serve as clothes drying racks.
The only difference is their height. Although this man is thin, he is quite tall. He is probably a head taller than her.
She is about 1.65 meters tall, and the other person should be about 1.8 meters tall.
1.8 meters is really rare, those adult common men are not even as tall as Shen Zhiwei.
Shen Zhiwei was secretly comparing heights in his heart when the bamboo spirit spoke again.
"Please calm down, Your Majesty. I will drive these untouchables away right away."
"Who are you?"
"I am Taibu Yang, Your Majesty. I will divine good or bad luck today."
Yang is his name, Taibu is his position, and his surname is not mentioned. His clan name should be Taibu, so you can just call him Taibu Yang.
"Then can you farm?"
Shen Zhiwei ignored his divination and said that wherever she went, good luck would come! She was so confident.
"Your Majesty, your Majesty knows a thing or two."
Taibu Yang said he understood, but he couldn't hide the guilt in his eyes.
Of course he would, but only to the extent of walking around the field twice.
"Then you still want to drive away the people who are in the society? Do you want to be the Grand Tutor and teach me how to do things?"
"I dare not!"
Taibu Yang was frightened by Shen Zhiwei's question and trembled. His legs went weak and he was about to kneel down. Shen Zhiwei took two steps forward and ignored him.
The other ministers all pretended they saw nothing when they saw this. After all, the Grand Astrologer was not someone to be trifled with, so it was better to avoid making fun of him.
After Wen Taifu waited for Shen Zhiwei to leave, he stepped forward to help Yang up and whispered, "Your Majesty is different from the previous king. Your Majesty has a kind heart and loves his people."
Yang stood up with the force, the flattery on his face wiped away, and he nodded to Master Wen to show that he understood.
Wen Taifu finally breathed a sigh of relief. The king was really young and too impetuous. The Taibu was in communication with heaven and earth, so how could he be scolded and offended at will?
Metaphysics is something illusory, and Shen Zhiwei did not take it seriously. However, in today's society where people are not yet enlightened, they believe in the orders of heaven. After all, there is not even an emperor, and the highest-ranking monarch calls himself the Son of Heaven, which means the child of heaven.
To maintain the orthodoxy of heaven is to maintain the identity of the Son of Heaven.
Taibu was indeed very important in the past.
But now the Zhou royal family is no longer as strong as before. It is no exaggeration to say that rituals and music have collapsed. Official positions can be passed on to anyone, but whether they have real ability is another matter.
After all, the Taifu was promoted as an exception. You should know that generally the Taishi, Taifu and Taibao were given to powerful princes. As a result, the former king was afraid that Wang Ji would not be able to control the Zhou Dynasty, so he appointed Wen Shao as the Taifu.
According to the Zhou Dynasty's rules of enfeoffment, Wen Shao could become one of the princes as long as he had territory.
Shen Zhiwei got down to the ground with a heavy heart.
She rolled up her trouser legs and imitated the common people's movements, working in the fields with the plow in her hands awkwardly. She soon became tired.
When she straightened up and the next minister came forward, she had a deeper understanding of this era.
The Zhou Dynasty, with its crumbling rituals and music, was like modern criminal law that had lost its effectiveness. The country was gone and could no longer control its people. The once unified country became a continent with numerous local governments.
It's like a Europe that is torn apart and full of countries.
The nobles lived cautiously, and the common people, who were far inferior to the nobles, had an even harder life.
Looking at the farmers scattering seeds casually, Shen Zhiwei felt complicated. Even though she had never farmed before, she felt that farming was not just about turning the soil over and scattering seeds.
Originally, he had never farmed and didn't know how to farm, but Shen Zhiwei roughly understood that during the Zhou Dynasty, people had gradually gotten rid of the slash-and-burn farming method and started to cultivate the land carefully.
Even on this basis, concepts such as water conservancy, fertilization, and agricultural tools have emerged, and solar terms have also appeared.
The fundamental reason why those farmers sow seeds at random is that this place is too big and there are too few people to carry out precise farming.
Also, there are no agricultural officials.
In a country based on agriculture, what kind of a joke is it that there are no agricultural officials?
Where is the agricultural official? Where is the agricultural official?
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