Emperor Hongzhi smiled unanimously.

His heart seemed to be touched.

Gao Laohe looked satisfied. Although his skin was dark, the skin on his back had taken off layers of skin due to exposure to the sun, like a child's graffiti. The new and old skins were intertwined, making people feel panicked.

His hands were covered with calluses, and his fingers were almost scratched so that the texture could not be seen on his fingers. There were holes on the back of his hand. God knew it was because of the scratches left by a sickle or the wheat leaves were cut.

With a few cakes, he felt like he had a treasure.

But he didn't care, but he showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Your family has been a military household for generations."

"Yes, since Emperor Taizu Gao, he was ordered to garrison the capital. No, the capital was in Nanjing at that time, and our family moved from Nanzhili."

Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "It's not easy, I left my hometown and came here..."

When they came here... they were not doing well, which is also the deep-seated reason why Emperor Hongzhi said it was difficult.

Emperor Hongzhi smiled: "I don't think you are like a military household, but like a farmer."

"I am a farmer." The old man was happy again: "I have planted a land for a lifetime."

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

He could no longer bear to continue asking.

Fang Jifan said, "I think you are so skillful. Why not go to Xishan to farm, and Xishan will attract talents."

"Ah." The old man's eyes showed a look of yearning: "That's a good place. Unfortunately, I'm a military household, otherwise I'm going to go." He seemed to feel that his straw sandals were so uncomfortable that he took off his shoes, took out the wheat straw sandals, and scraped the mud in the straw sandals: "But... now in Yongqingwei, I can't live a life, don't you know..."

Speaking of this, the old man paused, and suddenly his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "The emperor's grandson has pity for us military men. A few days ago, he went to the Ministry of War to make trouble. Let the Ministry of War and pay the salary..."

Emperor Hongzhi frowned. The left guard of Yongqing was an ordinary guard. They were granted military fields and were self-sufficient. This is the difference between them and the 12th Regiment Battalion.

The 12th Regiment Battalion, or the Knight Camp, and the Three Thousand Battalions are all elite and selected from the various guards. The difference between them and the Yongqing Left Guard is that almost everyone's money and food are provided by the imperial court, and the Yongqing Left Guard will not give any money unless it fights. They will plant land and support themselves.

Zhu Zaimo was fighting for money for the 12th Regiment Camp, which logically had nothing to do with the left camp of Yongqing.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Yongqing Zuowei also paid a salary."

"Don't send it." The old man shook his head and looked like a rattle.

Fang Jifan looked at the old man with a sympathy. This person... his IQ is a bit low. If you don't send it, why are you happy?

"But..." the old man grinned and smiled again: "But yesterday, when we heard the news, our commander had already made a statement and wanted to send us more food. A hundred households and thousands of households went there. He was scolded by the commander, saying that they only knew how to exploit military men and did not treat us as human beings. If our military men were not full, all of these thousands of households and hundreds of households would peel off a layer of skin. Yesterday, each of the officials of the households issued an additional twenty kilograms of rice."

"Look, isn't this the credit of the emperor's grandson? It's not that the emperor's grandson speaks for our military men, and he also fights the Ministry of War. I heard that the master of the Ministry of War was beaten beyond recognition. Tsk tsk... The emperor's grandson is mighty, we military men will be blessed in the future."

Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded.

Even Fang Jifan began to tilt his head at this moment, linking the causes and consequences.

Think carefully.

That's really the case.

In the Ming Dynasty, military households were almost no different from cheap people in the eyes of others. No one would care about them or pay attention to them. Military officers regarded them as their own tenant farmers, but how to pay rent, almost the military officers made their own decisions, and they would pay as much as they asked you to pay, otherwise, they would be serving military law.

But the grandson, the nobles of heaven, the grandson of the current emperor, the eldest son of His Royal Highness, and the future heir of the Ming Dynasty, rushed into the Ministry of War for a group of Qiu Ba, and made such a big deal. Someone from the Ministry of War was beaten, and the ministry was even more in a mess. Are the commanders below blind?

The emperor's grandson sympathizes with these Qiu Ba.

If at this critical moment, some guards have caused the situation where the Qiu Ba people have no hope of living, hang themselves, or because they are really hungry, they have starved to death at home.

Isn't this... seeking death?

Suddenly, the guards began to get nervous. The guard commander came to Qianhu and Baihu, and naturally acted as if he was protecting Qiuba's interests and scolded him. Qianhu and Baihu naturally felt that something was wrong and were afraid of causing trouble. Naturally, he summoned the General Banner and the Little Banner. Whether they were sincere or false, the grain... was still sent down.

The military man said happily: "Just a few days ago, our chief banner officer was so fierce, he often beat and scolded people. But early this morning, when everyone saw him, he still smiled at us. They all said that brothers worked hard... I heard... it was the Ministry of War that might have to investigate..."

"Inquiry?" Emperor Hongzhi was stunned.

Why don't you know?

"Of course, isn't this obvious? The emperor's grandson is very young, and he is certainly sympathetic to us Qiuba, but... think about it, I heard that... the emperor's grandson was instructed by the Duke of Qi to make trouble..."

Fang Jifan immediately said, "That's right, it was instructed by the Duke of Qi. I also heard that I saw Duke of Qi pulling the emperor's grandson to teach Jiyi in person, and his mouth was dry. My second aunt's brother has a son, and his neighbor works in Xishan and saw it with his own eyes."

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Fang Jifan and was silent.

The old man was so happy that he seemed to have confirmed his news and was quite proud. He immediately said, "Although we are Qiu Ba, how could we not understand the truth? Old man, I have lived a long time, how could I not understand the twists and turns above him? Look, the Duke of Qi instructed the Emperor to go to the Ministry of War, and the Duke of Qi was self-grasping. Otherwise, how could the Emperor marry his girl to him? So, eight out of ten, this was the Emperor's idea. Duke of Qi was simply in the heart of the emperor. The Emperor was not good at coming forward. He understood the emperor's spleen and stomach and ordered the Emperor to do it."

Emperor Hongzhi's old face turned red. I... what is my idea?

The old man said, "What does this mean? It shows that Your Majesty has pity for us military men. He has long been dissatisfied with the corrupt officials of the Ministry of War. He first borrowed the Duke of Qi and asked the emperor to hit them. I think... I will soon take advantage of this matter to investigate the Ministry of War and the various guards. Now our left guard of Yongqing is spreading this matter. I heard that the commander, the thousands of households and officials are anxious, afraid of causing trouble. We military men will have a good life in the future."

Is this... it's... Fang Jifan's mind was like a word, pastoral keyboard warrior? Or is it original, green and pollution-free. This is the ancestor of keyboard warriors.

Fang Jifan almost knelt down.

Emperor Hongzhi was silent again.

He thought that the emperor's grandson's fuss was something that shamed the royal family. This kid was too impulsive and should have polished his character well.

But who would have expected that such a quarrel would lead to such a result.

Looking at the old man's face filled with excitement, the light of hope seemed to be emitted in his eyes.

"So, our emperor's wiseness, in the past, who cares about our life or death? Now... the emperor can't stand it anymore. We poor soldiers, with the support of the emperor, the Duke of Qi and the grandson, think about us everywhere. In the future, we are afraid that there will be no good life. Last night, Chen Liu from Qianhu Station, his wife, gave birth to a big fat boy, and my old man's wife went to deliver the baby. Chen Liu also admired the destiny of the emperor and the grandson, and gave his son a name, Muen, Chen Muen, look, is this name good?"

Fang Jifan gave a thumbs up: "It's a coincidence. When I gave birth to a son, I also thought of a name, called Patriotic, but it's a pity..."

He shook his head. Now it seems that Mu En is more advanced.

The masses are creative and endless.

The old man took a break for a while, but he got up in a hurry: "This...it's getting late, and I'm going to harvest wheat. Dear nobles, the old man just talked casually, haha... Thank you for the cakes you appreciated, but the old man has to harvest wheat."

As he said that, he returned to the ridge of the fields, took a sickle, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel on his shoulder, and began to work.

Emperor Hongzhi stood up and was silent for a moment: "Parent Xiao, go and help."

"Your Majesty, I don't have a sickle." Xiao Jing looked at the wheat, a little cunning.

Many times, following His Majesty in private patrols and watching these hard-working people, he felt glad. Fortunately, his father asked him to be a eunuch. It would be better if he had a knife, at least he didn't have to... he would be like these hard-working people in his life.

But now, I have done all the eunuchs and I have to go and harvest wheat? Then what else can we cut?

Emperor Hongzhi frowned and had a gloomy face.

Xiao Jing was startled and said with a hurry: "I will go find it, go find it."

He hurried away with a few guards. After a while, he came to find a sickle and looked at Fang Jifan, who was sitting next to Emperor Hongzhi. Fang Jifan looked for a palm-shaped fan and waved the fan leisurely. He deliberately made the fan bigger. In this way, he and Emperor Hongzhi both fanned.

Xiao Jing, however, carried a sickle and several guards into the field.

Fang Jifan said: "Your Majesty, sometimes I really envy Eunuch Xiao. He does everything he does, for example, just like harvesting wheat. Look at his attitude, he can really be fooled."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Tell me less sarcastic words."

"Oh." Fang Jifan nodded quickly and said, "My son is not afraid."
Chapter completed!