The fake eunuch who lurked in the palace

After eating and drinking for a while, everyone took up their hoes. If they didn't finish digging before dawn, the master decided to launch an attack.

"Let's take a break for the third shift." Li Yi twisted his waist and spoke to everyone.

"Those like these will lose their energy at the first glance, and they might faint. Find a place to sleep by yourself." Li Yi pointed to a few, and then called some more people's names.

"This is the first batch. If you don't have any objections, let's carry it out." Li Yi looked at everyone, waiting for them to raise objections.

Guan Bo nodded and was the first to express his agreement. None of them had done heavy work. In terms of physical fitness, catching a chicken was difficult. If they didn't rest all night, they would definitely not be able to hold on.

"Just do what Brother Jiang wants."

Plowing the fields together and eating chicken together, the relationship between the Confucian scholars and Li Yi was much closer than before.

After allocating the time period, the group started hoeing the ground.

No one was cheating, they were all working hard, even if their hands were blistered, they didn't stop.

After wiping the sweat dripping down his face, Guan Bo looked around and lifted up the fallen hoe. He was obviously very tired, but everyone's face was not dejected, but showed a different kind of vitality.

It seemed like something was growing out of the ground. Guan Bo's eyes were blurred, and there was an indescribable feeling lingering in his heart.

After smiling, Guan Bo continued to dig the ground.

The moon kept shifting, torches were lit one after another, and there was never a moment of silence in the night. The sounds of rough breathing, footsteps, and the contact of the hoe and the ground were intertwined.

"It's dawn." Liu Cang raised his head and murmured.

After a night of hard work, the Confucian scholars were exhausted. They raised their heavy eyelids and looked toward the light.

"It's dawn..." Everyone said unconsciously.

"We seem to have finished plowing." A Confucian scholar raised his head and looked at the ground he had plowed.

"It's over." Guan Bo licked his lips, his throat was dry and hoarse.

"It's actually finished."

There was disbelief in Cai Yuanzhi's eyes, "Jiang Yi..." Cai Yuanzhi shouted. Among all the people, Jiang Yi did the most and slept the least.

It was thanks to his leadership that everyone accomplished this seemingly impossible task.

"Shh." Liu Cang glared at Cai Yuanzhi and asked him to keep his voice down. Not far from Liu Cang, Li Yiping was lying on the ground, already asleep.

Everyone suddenly stopped talking. The Confucian scholars all knew that without Jiang Yi, they would not be able to complete even half of the plowing, let alone finish it.

"You have no right to look down on people just because you have knowledge." He Ren shook his head lightly, "We are not as good as Jiang Yi. He can lead people to move up step by step, what about us?"

"Yes." Guan Bo looked far away, "I think I know your intention."

"Every time we take a quiz, the last few will come to farm. My husband said that others are not prohibited from helping, but who of us have ever come here?"

"They are all afraid that their clothes will be stained with mud, and others will know the joke, which will damage their status."

"Not only did we not feel sorry for our classmates, but we also made fun of them behind their backs. If we become officials in the future, will we be able to govern well?"

"Indifferent and selfish, the so-called love has always been just words. What the people need are parents and officials who can think about what they think and are practical, not talented people who are full of knowledge and have a clean eye."

Guan Bo said with a self-deprecating smile on his lips.

"Food is grown from the ground, is it dirty?" Guan Bo squatted down, picked up a handful of soil, and looked at it carefully. He wanted to get Yijia, and everyone he interacted with had a reputation.

He talks about pity for the poor people and talks about what he will do after entering the court, but on weekdays he can't even see any dirt. How ironic.

As he is, he will only gain a false reputation in the future, and will never get the real support of the people.

Everyone lowered their heads in shame.