Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Being an emperor is equivalent to reaching the pinnacle of life. Naturally, it is not a hard or tiring thing. In his life plan, Ning Fan regards being an emperor as a very easy and enjoyable job.

It's true that there have been a lot of things recently. Ning Fan has temporarily turned into a workaholic. Now that Zhou Qun has returned to Kyoto, all aspects of Kyoto will be left to Zhou Qun to take care of. Ning Fan has completely stopped from this busy schedule. was liberated from the affairs of the people.

Taking advantage of the spring to travel around Kyoto with the women around him has been Ning Fan's long-cherished wish.

The two dogs in front noticed that the emperor's carriage had stopped, so they hurriedly got off the carriage next to them, trotted to Ning Fan's window, and asked Ning Fan about his intentions.

"Just spread the felt on that grass and make a fire here to cook at noon."

Ning Fan gave a few casual instructions, and the hundreds of people around him quickly moved into action. First, a large number of Jinyi guards were on guard around them, and then the chefs in the imperial dining room began to set up sophisticated grills and set up bonfires. .

The three of them, Princess Rong of Greece and Huang Yumeng, had fun on the grass and even made hats out of this unknown wild flower.

After Ning Fan played with the three women for a while, he took a few followers and rode to a nearby farm. After finally leaving the capital, he naturally wanted to go deep into the farmers' fields and inquire about the farmers near Kyoto. living environment.

Living in the inner courtyard of the palace for a long time is very relaxing for the green mountains and green water environment in the suburbs. It is a pity that these people who work in the fields for a long time have no intention to take care of these flowers and plants. In their eyes, they are the most All that matters is the crops.

In this era, there are no fertilizers, no herbicides, and no rotary tillers. Everything needs to be done manually.

Farmers in this era spent far more effort and energy to grow the same acre of food than in later generations.

At this time, Ning Fan had already thrown the horse on the grass far away and let it graze on its own.

Ning Fan, on the other hand, led two royal guards who had changed into ordinary clothes and entered the side of the village.

From a distance, I could see villagers working in nearby fields. It was almost noon, but these villagers had no intention of ending their work. They were diligently cutting grass in the fields. Pull up the grass growing in the crop fields one by one.

Most of these villagers have dark skin, short and lean stature, and all of them look a little numb.

Suddenly, I saw several tall people walking through the fields. The nearby villagers looked at me in surprise. After all, a man with such fair skin and tall figure in this era must be a wealthy and powerful person. Ordinary people. It is absolutely impossible for this man to grow such a tall figure.

Ning Fan did not pretend to go up to express condolences, but stood in the distance and watched quietly. He found that most of these crops were short, barren, and looked malnourished.

The fertilizer they put on these crops was only some animal dung, and the amount was very small, which could not reach the amount of fertilizer needed for the growth of the crops.

"Old man, doesn't anyone in the village know how to compost? If you grow crops, if you don't know how to compost, the yield of the crops will be reduced by at least half. If you plant the same seeds, your harvest will be much less than others."

Ning Fan said with some confusion.

He never knew that farmers in this era had not yet mastered the technology of composting.

Hearing what Ning Fan said about compost, most of these farmers were confused. Several farmers gathered around and asked Ning Fan what compost meant. When Ning Fan said that he would pile grass and animal excrement into a pit, then When these plants were slowly ignited to allow them to burn slowly and eventually ferment to form fertilizer, the villagers were puzzled.

"Old people, have you used manpower to farm for generations? Are there no cattle in the village?" Ning Fan asked again.

"There are cattle, but only the rich households in the village. How can those of us who farm and work long-term jobs afford cattle? Even if we rent cattle, we can't afford it."

Several elderly people sighed.

Ning Fan nodded, but didn't say anything this time. Anyone can say something high-sounding, but Ning Fan is a person who likes to do things and doesn't like to brag, so he didn't promise anything here, but just took out some money. Rewards were given to these lucky villagers.

When these villagers saw Ning Fan taking out money and seeing the white money in Ning Fan's hand, their eyes lit up, and they randomly took out a small piece, which was their income for a year or even ten years.

But when Ning Fan wanted to reward them with the money, these people refused.

"We are living a very good life now. Taking other people's money rashly may lead to unpredictable disasters. Noble sir, you'd better take this money back. We people are born to be miserable, and we suddenly gained this wealth. , maybe there will be some great hardships waiting for us in the future."

Several villagers were sober. When they saw the white money in Ning Fan's hand, they not only were not moved, but refused.

This incident really surprised Ning Fan. He could clearly see in the eyes of these villagers that they were extremely eager for the wealth, but in the end they refused. This shows that these people have deep-rooted ideas of poverty. Yes, they are afraid of change, afraid of any changes.

"Ordinary people like your Majesty are basically like this. They like money, but they only like the money they earn. Even if they pick up a large piece of gold on the road, they will hand it over instead of taking it for themselves."

A Jin Yiwei followed Ning Fan and said carefully.

Walking to a mountain road, Ning Fan suddenly heard the sound of roosters crowing in the mountain col. The environment here was quite good, which made Ning Fan think about it. He looked at a large peach blossom in the mountain nest from a distance. The white flowers are so beautiful that I just want to go in and have a look.

Follow the path all the way to the mountain col. Sure enough, there is a house in the mountain col. The Chaimen green tiles and earthen walls look very beautiful, with a primitive rural beauty.

"Is anyone there? Can I ask for a drink of water?"

While admiring the beautiful peach blossoms, Ning Fan whispered into the empty yard.

Not long after, the door opened and a young girl walked into the yard. She was startled when she saw a strange man staring at her.

This young girl is about fifteen or sixteen years old. She has a good figure and fair skin. She looks a little malnourished, but her appearance is not bad. Even Ning Fan was stunned at first sight.