Xiao Houye's seven-year imperial examination and five-year road to Kaifeng[75]

Pang Yu thought that his father would be able to escape, but he didn't expect that he was thinking too much. Some of the courtiers in the central court were called to go to the regiment building. grade.

He guessed that the officials did it on purpose, but team building is also good, and they can enhance their relationship with those big guys.

This is the workplace, and Pang Yu is not worried about his father at all. Compared with him who is a bit socially fearful, his father Pang Ji is like a fish in water, and he can't catch up with his flattering skills.

All Pang Yu had to do was hug his golden thighs, one was enough, too many were useless.

Didn't you see that he is now being taken by the boy, and he has a sense of presence in front of the government? It is said that his snow treading was bought by the boy as a gift, but it was selected from the government's private horse.

What does this mean? If the officials don't agree, even Zhao Jue won't be able to get the horse.

So it shows that he still has some status in the eyes of the officials.

Because the corn was grown by Zhao Jue, he naturally had to be there, but it was only a supporting role, and it was impossible to let the children go to do farm work.

Pang Yule watched from the sidelines. This was the most powerful existence in the Great Song Dynasty. Who could see these court officials doing farm work there?

It's better to break the corn collectively, but don't let him be seen by his father, or let his father know that his own son cheated him...

Forget it, even if you want to beat him, you can't beat him~

"Now, everyone come to get the gloves." Zhao Jue announced happily.

Gloves have been prepared a long time ago, just kidding, what if the hands of these ministers have no protection measures at all, and if they are injured, no one will work?

So Zhao Jue had someone prepare gloves a long time ago. The inspiration came from the wool gloves that Pang Yu had someone knit earlier in the winter. Since wool is fine, other things are also fine.

The important ministers in the court looked at each other in blank dismay. The best thing to do at such a young age is to study. Who would have thought that they would be old and still need to do farm work.

Of course, those over 70 years old don't need to go to the field. After all, no one can guarantee what will happen if they go to the field at such an age.

What is most important in team building is of course having fun!

Zhao Jue's people went down first to demonstrate to the elders. Seeing these people break off the corn so easily, everyone seemed to be a little eager to try, as if their eyes knew it and their hands followed suit.

Pang Yu smiled and drank water and ate snacks. Among other things, it was still a bit hot in mid-August. Because it was on Zhao Jue's village, there was a shed for shade.

He just needs to stay in the shed. After all, no one expects a seven-year-old cub to come down to the ground to help.

Pang Ji was overjoyed to see his son from afar. The last time he saw his son was last month.

It's a pity that there is only a son and no daughter. After taking over the gloves, Pang Ji went to work in the fields with others. In terms of doing farm work, it is still easier for generals, and they don't even need to wear gloves.

I saw those military generals in the field like a fish in water, the corn snapped off without any effort, and the baskets were full after a while, and then someone sent the empty baskets over and dragged the full ones to the ridge of the field.

Looking at those civil servants again, it's hard to say...

"Brother, these people are not strong enough." Zhao Jue said with disgust.

"What nonsense, they are all civil servants, and it's normal to have poor physical strength." The officials couldn't blatantly dislike them. He also felt that these people were a little too useless, so he decided to end it himself.

In the end, it is indeed the old Zhao family who likes to farm, and the official family will know if there is one as soon as they make a move!

The movement was fast, although it seemed a little unskilled at first, it was fine soon, fast and accurate, and the corn was quickly thrown into the basket.

After a while, he surpassed many civil servants, even those who were much younger than him.

"Uncle Guanjia is really powerful." Pang Yu couldn't help sighing when he saw Guanjia's swift and violent movements.

"I'm not great?" Zhao Jue was unhappy, how could his cub praise others!Neither can his brother!

"Brother Jue is the best!" Pang Yu took a look at the young man and knew that this young man couldn't lose at all, he was childish!

But this is his golden thigh after all, and he still has to pat his ass.

Satisfied, Zhao Jue changed his clothes and left the stage. Just talking about it, he felt that Xiao Zai might not be convinced, and he wanted to prove it with facts!

With the fate of King Xiangyang, the battle situation in the cornfield is different again.

After all, the young man is strong and fast, and his proficiency is higher than others, so there will be a lot of people behind him soon.

That's right, the corn that Zhao Jue picked was thrown directly on the ground, not in the basket.

Anyway, someone will pick it up, why should he come?

Pang Yu carried his little basket on his back, and followed Zhao Jue, picking it up all the way. The palace servants who followed him broke out in cold sweat, fearing that Pang Yu's short legs would fall.

It's not because he's afraid of him crying, but because the prince wants to get angry.

"Young Lord, please slow down." Several palace people chased after them and shouted, attracting some people's attention, but they soon lost interest. Especially in front of me.

"I know, I can't wrestle." Pang Yu said, patting his small chest.

That's what wrestlers generally say...

The cornfield was not smooth at all. Pang Yu dragged the small basket, and within a few steps, he felt a bump under his feet, and he flew out, and fell into a warm embrace in the next second. It was mid-August, It's going to be a little hot to be honest.

He didn't even need to look up to know who it was, and smiled at the boy.

"You just can't be quiet for a while." Zhao Jue put down the cub angrily and said.

nonsense!He will be a quiet and handsome man in the future!

Pang Yu didn't recognize this, he wasn't lively at all!

As an adult soul, he is still very stable most of the time!

That is to say, he has not seen much farm work, so it is inevitable that he will be a little excited, which proves that he is still very young, at least young in mind?

After being put down by the young man, Pang Yu said with a treasure, "Look, I picked up everything that Brother Jue lost!"

"You are awesome." Zhao Jue praised seriously when he saw that there were not many corns left in the small basket.

"Hey." Pang Yu was happy, and scratched his head a little embarrassed, mainly because he was praised by the beauty, even if it was perfunctory, it was very happy.

"Take the little man to rest." Zhao Jue took off the handkerchief and wiped the little guy's sweat.

"I'm not tired." Pang Yu didn't want to leave yet, which showed how inactive he was.

"Your face is flushed from the sun, and your face should hurt in a while." Zhao Jue glanced at him and said.

Yuanshen's body is really delicate, and after a casual exposure to the sun, it will turn red, which is actually a sunburn, and the pain in the face is really painful.

There is no sunscreen in this era, only physical sunscreen!A little straw hat!

Wait, where's his little straw hat?

The palace man hurried to pick up the straw hat and came back, coaxing Pang Yu back to the shed, and applying some aloe vera plaster, which was specially prepared for Pang Yu's sunburn.

Today, many people participated in the team building, and the harvest has also accelerated. Of course, the civil servants are still very slow, the action is too slow, and many military officials are mercilessly laughing at the civil servants.

It was probably at this time that Pang Yu was able to raise his eyebrows and laugh ruthlessly. Pang Yu gnawed on the boiled corn and looked at the people working in the corn field with his cheeks puffed out.

From time to time, the palace servants would deliver the brewed herbal tea to these court ministers, at least not to let them suffer from heat stroke, otherwise Zhao Jue would be in trouble.

When the sun reached its peak, all the ministers were already enjoying the cool in the temporary sheds, eating freshly cooked corn, all of them ignoring their appearance, and began to gnaw on the corn.

Afterwards, the cooked meat was brought up, and the generals were the happiest. Who would dislike meat?

What's more, pork is also very good. They usually want to eat meat, so they buy some fat pigs from pig farms. They are not willing to buy lean pigs. Of course, it is also because they think fat pigs are better.

Only those who are not short of meat at ordinary times will dislike the fat of fat pigs.

"Father, eat." Pang Yu saw that his father was not far away. He is now 30 meters away from Zhao Jue Er and nothing bad will happen. He gave his cornbread to his father, definitely not because he was too full , I really couldn't eat it, so I thought about stuffing it for his father, it's true!

"Hey, good." Pang Ji was so moved, he had seen his son ask the palace servants to bring him herbal tea before, and now his son also brought him pancakes, not to mention the food, it was delicious!

This is his own son honoring him!

"Father, go back and bring something for mother. I'll have someone prepare it." Pang Yu thought that Li Zhenniang hadn't tasted corn yet, and the rest of the family.

"Okay, okay." His son is still filial!

After explaining to his father, Pang Yu hopped back to Zhao Jue's place. This kid is using his father as a tool.

When the civil and military officials returned from their work, each of them was given two baskets of corn, and they were asked to take them back to eat. If the food was good, they were asked to plant it in their own fields.

The officials are very satisfied, it is the first time that it is so prosperous, civil and military officials are working together like this today, if only it has always been like this.

It's impossible even if you think about it, based on the rules established by their old Zhao family, it is impossible for civil and military officials to coexist peacefully.

You can't guarantee the balance between the two sides, so what can you ask them to work together?

Pang Yu would not say this, let alone dare to say it. He is a seven-year-old kid, so he can manage this matter?

In October, maybe the officials can see the cooperation between civil servants and military officials again. After all, sweet potatoes and potatoes will be harvested at that time. Pang Yu thinks he can watch it again!

This time there was a bumper harvest of corn, several villages in Zhao Jue planted corn, and this time the harvest was not small, part of it was sold, and part of it was used to pay taxes. In fact, the land under the name of King Xiangyang is tax-free, but Zhao Jue finds it troublesome , he didn't need to take advantage of this advantage, so he just paid it all.

The rest of the corn is dried and ground into cornmeal. Fresh corn can’t last for a few days, so it’s better to dry it and grind it.

I have tried it before, and it is quite delicious to make pancakes.

It is not easy to dry in a short time, so it is the same to dry it directly. The earlier sweet potatoes were also made into dried sweet potatoes, which taste good.

Pang Yu was miserable when he returned to the palace. Although his red face was covered in time, there were still sequelae, and his skin began to peel. The poor cub didn't dare to cry.

This little face is too tender, Zhao Jue frowned, and didn't dare to touch this little face, was his face so tender when he was a child?

It's not that he doesn't remember, it's just that he never seemed to get sunburned when he was a child, so there's no way to compare.