History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

"Sergeant, let me step back first. For the latest chapter, please go to [Full~Ben520 Reading], please remember our website: xs520.co"

 Soldier A hurriedly retreated.

 Feng Yun frowned slightly.

“You all think so about not being allowed to practice and not allowed to teach, um…” Feng Yun nodded as if in agreement, but added: “Is that what you all think?”

Feng Yun's tone seemed to be in approval, so the children, including the black dog, all nodded in agreement.

 “Like this…”

"No, Master Yun, that's not what I think." Hei Quan, who had originally nodded, said hurriedly: "When Master taught me my inheritance for the first time, the others were eavesdropping in the corner. Master did not expel them, but allowed them to listen. …”

Hei Quan's cheeks turned red. Only then did he think of it, and he almost said the wrong thing.

 Feng Yun looked at the other children who were getting nervous.

 Don’t blame either.

“You are different from the previous days, are you flattering me now?”

 “Master…”

Feng Yun waved his hand to stop what they were about to say.

“When you see the armored soldiers bowing their eyebrows and nodding in front of me, you also have a distant respect for me.”

"You should respect the Master, not fear him. If you were in awe of me, you would not tell the truth to me."

“Would it be difficult for me to teach you what you said is not true? Then after you have finished learning the calligraphy, don’t you say that this lie can be easily picked up to ruin my reputation?”

"Master... we don't dare anymore." The children all lowered their heads. They were lifted up just now, and their hearts were suddenly knocked to the ground by Feng Yun.

But they are young and do not yet understand the truth that Feng Yun wants them to understand.

Then Feng Yun explained: "When you study, I am the master and you are the disciples... When I give lectures, I am not a master, and you are not common people, but just disciples and teachers."

"I teach you, and you learn it. You are not learning it for me or your parents. Think more about yourself... If you can't learn it for yourself, then drop out of school, otherwise it will be hard to learn. I am tired of others.”

 Learning calligraphy, in this era, was exclusive to the gentry.

 With common people wanting to learn calligraphy, the gentry and masters don’t know how to teach them.

Hearing the sound, the children hurriedly blamed themselves, and some even cried.

 “After watching, now let’s listen to the lecture.”

When Feng Yun spoke, the children did not dare to say anything.

"There was once a man who was a king. His younger brother rebelled and wanted to separate the country..."

Not long after Feng Yun spoke, he heard rustling again.

This time, no child dared to interrupt, and Feng Yun did not stop him and continued to teach.

"After the defeat, his younger brother was exiled by the emperor... During his exile, his younger brother died. He had a son who had poor conduct due to his father's false teachings and bad environment."

“After his father died, his son got away from the bad environment and teachings, learned to make his own judgments, and then gradually understood the truth and realized that it was unjust for his father to rebel against the emperor. From then on, he woke up and became a moral person.”

"Later, when the emperor heard about the transformation of his younger brother's son, he recommended him to be a minister and serve as an official around him. After observation and testing, the emperor understood that he had changed his ways, and then he went to the Emperor of Zhou and made Cai Hu a viscount.

Founded the State of Cai..."

"Later generations will call the king a benevolent and righteous king who is extremely kind to his brothers, and Cai Zijue is a man who has reformed his past and is a virtuous man who knows how to return from his lost ways. Search xs520.co"

 After telling this story, Feng Yun looked at the children who were still confused and explained: "Introduce yourself with the story, you can think about it yourself."

It’s no wonder that Feng Yun would tell such a story of benevolence and righteousness. It’s just that these children have been too deeply affected by the environment. Feng Yun hopes that they can realize themselves and have their own judgment instead of blindly following others.

Just as they responded flatteringly to Feng Yun's words just now, they didn't even think about Feng Yun's usual behavior.

Feng Yun stood up.

 “Teacher…what does ren mean?”

Feng Yun, who wanted to leave, was stunned.

“Benevolence…is a kind of kindness in the heart and a noble character.”

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Feng Yun then remembered that benevolence is the thought of Confucius, but there is no Confucius now.

"I have something to do. I will come back at noon. Then I will listen to what you have learned."

The soldier next to him saw it and ran over quickly.

Feng Yun also happened to come to him for something.

“Brother, do you know where this Lutian is?” Feng Yun took out a Lutian deed. He knew that Lutian was nearby, but he was not as familiar with it as the Jia soldiers here.

The soldier took it respectfully. After looking at it, he was shocked and said, "Isn't this Zongbo's food?"

It was actually assigned to Feng Yun!

You must know that the land around Dating City has been set aside.

 Only the further boundaries can be demarcated by Lu Tian...

Soldier A immediately said: "I know, I know, it's not far from here. I'll take you there."

 His posture became even more humble.

 Be able to draw Lu Tian from Zong Bo's hand, which shows that Feng Yun was taken seriously.

The Dazhou Dynasty used the well-field system, with a field divided into 100 acres. A field was divided into a well-shaped shape, with public fields in the middle and private fields for the rest.

 Eight families farmed private fields, and eight families farmed public fields together. After that, one-ninth of one field was collected as tax.

Of course, this is the land allocated by the princes to the common people for farming.

 And those scholar-bureaucrats under the princes mostly farmed as slaves, and their income was not taxed, but was their own salary.

 In other words, Feng Yun has Lu Tian, ​​but after one year he will no longer have a monthly salary. Whatever he wants after that, he can only use the grain produced by Lu Tian in exchange.

However, there were few slaves and they still needed to be purchased. Most of the nobles still farmed as common people, and the taxes were relatively high.

As a sergeant, Feng Yun had three hundred acres of land, which was three hectares of land.

However, Feng Yun knows that modern measurement is different from that of the Zhou Dynasty.

One acre in Dazhou was about one-third of modern times, and the 300 acres at that time was as big as a dozen football fields now. According to Dazhou, each acre of land produced one stone of corn, and here there are two seasons a year, that is

Six hundred stones, equivalent to eighteen thousand shell coins.

 In today's world where a slave costs two hundred shells, Feng Yun's annual yield per mu can buy ninety slaves.

 …

"who!"

Feng Yun was heading to Lutian with Jia Bing, when suddenly a young man blocked Feng Yun's way.

 "Slow down, I'm not a villain!"

The young man was seventeen or eighteen years old. He was dressed in an unusual way. He should be a member of a noble family, but it was as if he was wearing it for the first time. There were no rules. When he saw Feng Yun, he gave an unfamiliar salute.

 “Sergeant?” The armored soldier stood in front of Feng Yun and asked Feng Yun.

Feng Yun looked at this man's green face and his accent that was different from that of Da Ting, and asked curiously: "A nobleman from somewhere else?"

 “Well, I am a descendant of Baoguo...” This person was vague and only mentioned the name of the country.

 “Praise for the country?”

Feng Yun Youqian has read "The Geographical Chronicles of the Great Zhou Dynasty". The ancestor of Bao Bao was a marquis and a high official of the Zhou Dynasty. It has been passed down for many years. Since Bao Hou passed away more than ten years ago, it has declined rapidly. Now it is just a small town in the Zhou Dynasty.

A medium-sized country in the southwest.

 Why are there people from the country of praise here?

 The Kingdom of Dating is in the southeast, thousands of miles away...

 Seeing Feng Yun thinking.

The young man from Baoguo asked: "What are you thinking about?"

“Hey, don’t stop me, I have something to talk to this sergeant...”

Feng Yun signaled, and Soldier A let go and allowed him to come over, while Soldier A slowly walked further away.

Seeing the armored soldier walking away, the young man from Baoguo breathed out a sigh of relief.

He said: "My father-in-law became an official in the state of Wu. Now something happened in the state of Bao, and he needs to go back to inherit the inheritance...and I am his eldest son, so I will go back with him."

 Speaking, the man bowed deeply to Feng Yun again. This time it was much better, not as awkward as before.

“I just listened to what Master said, and when I heard it, I was shocked and realized that Master is a talented person.”

 “I wonder if Master is willing to go to Baoguo with me to serve as an official, I will treat him as a minister.”