Chapter 681 Is This a Distortion of Human Nature or a Loss of Morality? Little Fusu, Come and Smile for Your Uncle!

Ying Chengxuan explained in great detail.

But when the sun set in the west, Ying Chengyu had already reached the end of the Zhihu Courtyard.

Pointing to one of the adult pigs, Ying Chengxuan introduced: "This pig is produced in Taihu Lake. The first pig will give birth to ten pigs, and the second pig will give birth to eleven pigs. The crown covers the pig courtyard!"

Qi Che exclaimed: "Ten heads?"

"The second child can even have eleven heads?"

Qi Che didn't know much about pigs.

But Qi Che also knew that the average number of piglets in the first litter of Guanzhong native pigs was five to six.

If there is a person who can give birth to eight babies, they must be fed and fed well.

As a result, the Taihu pig's first litter number reached ten, and its second litter reached a terrifying eleven!

One litter is worth two of the local pigs!

Without waiting for Ying Chengyu to answer, Tan Tao nodded and said, "The pigs of Taihu Lake have long been famous for their abundant pigs."

"As for the control of these two hogs in the hog courtyard, even if they are released into Taihu Lake, they will be great!"

Ying Chengxi smiled and continued to introduce: "In addition to these two Taihu hogs, there are thirty kinds of hogs from all over the world in the hog treatment courtyard, with two pairs of each species."

"Each type of pig has its own unique characteristics."

"There are also 173 types of pigs that are not very good and are stored in Chang'an Township."

"And my intention is to mate the pigs from various places separately to get good pigs!"

Although today's world has long had ethical standards that prohibit incest marriage, it is also particularly recognized that excellence can be inherited through blood.

However, people have not yet realized that livestock, like humans, should avoid interbreeding and inbreeding within the group, and should seek cross-breeding that complements each other's strengths and weaknesses between outstanding breeds.

The breakthrough point of Yingcheng's selection is to cultivate better pig breeds through methods such as selection and breeding, cross-breeding and other methods!

Qi Che looked at Ying Chengyu in shock: "Match all the pigs from different places?"

"This, this, this, this is too rude!"

After looking at the Cangwu pig that was as big as a native dog from Cangwu County, and then at the Taihu pig that weighed more than 200 kilograms, Qi Che's outlook exploded.

With such a terrifying size difference, Ying Chengyu actually wanted to help them breed?

Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality?

Ying Chengyu's voice was very calm: "If we treat pigs according to human ethics, people of the same clan will not be allowed to intermarry. Those who violate this will be despised by heaven and earth, and their heirs will easily become weak and die young."

"Of course, people who herd pigs in the world now often breed pigs with pigs from the same hometown, the same neighborhood, and even the same clan."

“It’s disrespectful to act in such a way that goes against the ethics of heaven and earth!”

"If we don't regard pigs based on human ethics, we can marry pigs to alleviate the problem of famine, so that they can breed better offspring."

"Why is it so rude?"

Tan Tao said in embarrassment: "Even if I don't say it's disrespectful, this move is too difficult."

"Even the pig himself wouldn't want to do it."

If Ying Chengyu really did this, then the sow in the village would scream every night!

Ying Chengyu said casually: "It doesn't matter whether the pig is willing or not."

A voice of approval suddenly sounded from behind: "What Mr. Chang'an said is true!"

"The horse and the donkey don't want to, but don't they have to give birth to a mule in the end?"

"That mule is much more useful than a horse or a donkey!"

Tan Tao, Qi Che and other officials couldn't help but turn around, wanting to see who was so bold as to dare to speak casually on such an occasion.

As a result, when they turned around, Tan Tao and others saw the dense crowd of people almost filling the entire hog treatment courtyard!

Qi Che shouted in shock: "How can there be so many people!"

Xu Min shouted solemnly and asked: "Who are you, and why do you appear in the hog control courtyard of our Agricultural Research Office!"

A childish voice sounded out.

"Young Master Fusu, I have paid my respects to my uncle and all the important ministers!"

Xu Min:......

Xun Sheng lowered his head, and Xu Min saw a pink and white figure in the crowd.

Xu Min hurriedly handed over his hand: "Xu Min, the Prime Minister of Agriculture Research, pay my respects to the young master!"

Qi Che, Tan Tao and other officials also handed over their hands: "Greetings to the young master!"

Ying Fusu returned the courtesy with his hands in a measured manner, and said warmly: "You don't need to be polite."

Seeing Ying Chengyu standing out from the crowd and walking toward him, Ying Fusu bowed his hands in a standard manner:

"It's rude to visit without telling me. Don't blame Uncle Wanwang... Yeah!!!"

Before Ying Fusu finished speaking, two big hands suddenly held Ying Fusu's armpits.

Before Ying Fusu could react, his two big hands suddenly exerted force and lifted Ying Fusu up high.

Ying Fusu, who suddenly lost weight, hurriedly said: "Uncle, this is too frivolous and inconsistent with etiquette!"

"Please uncle, please put down your nephew!"

Instead of putting down Ying Fusu, Ying Chengxuan even raised Ying Fusu above his head and laughed loudly: "You kid, you still know how to come to play with your uncle?"

"Think about it for yourself, when did you last meet your uncle?"

"If you don't go to the military academy, you won't come to Chang'an Jun's Mansion either."

"It's time to hit!"

Ying Fusu said anxiously and feebly: "It's not that my nephew doesn't want to see his uncle, but it's actually that his homework is too heavy."

"My nephew has already exhausted his time just completing the lessons assigned by Master. He really has no time to go to the military academy to listen to my uncle's teachings!"

"Uncle, please put down your nephew. This is very disrespectful!"

Seeing Ying Fusu's little face wrinkled up and almost crying, Ying Chengyu finally put Ying Fusu on the ground.

Before Ying Fusu could relax, Ying Chengyu suddenly pinched Ying Fusu's little face, flattening and rounding it like dough, having a great time playing with it.

This time, Ying Fusu was really about to cry: "Uncle!!!"

Ying Chengjiao snorted: "You should listen to the teacher's words, but you can't listen to the uncle's words?"

"Tomorrow, uncle will go to find your teacher to have a good chat!"

Ying Fusu hurriedly wanted to persuade him, but Ying Chengjiao waved his hand and cut off the topic forcefully: "Since you are so hard-working, how can you have time to come to the pig-raising yard today?"

Although Ying Fusu had something to say, out of respect for his elders, he still answered politely: "It was my great-grandmother who asked me to come here."

"My great-grandmother said that pig-raising is a major national event, and asked me to come to the pig-raising yard to learn and help."

Ying Chengjiao raised his eyebrows: "Your great-grandmother?"

As the eldest son of Ying Zheng, Ying Fusu would naturally receive special attention from Queen Mother Huayang.

But Ying Chengjiao couldn't quite understand why Queen Mother Huayang sent Ying Fusu to the pig-raising yard.

For merit?

When choosing an heir, did the Qin Dynasty care about the heir's merits!

For connections?

What good is it to know a group of pig farmers for succession!

For reputation?

Reputation is also meaningless for succession!

Unable to figure it out, Ying Chengjiao stopped thinking about it and continued to ask: "Did your teacher dissuade him?"

Ying Fusu said awkwardly: "Before my nephew left, the teacher was going to Huayang Palace."

Obviously, even Ying Fusu knew why Chunyu Yue went to Huayang Palace.

It was just to scold the Queen Mother Huayang.

Ying Chengjiao smacked his lips and asked, "What about the king?"

Ying Fusu's voice was a little more depressed: "My nephew wants to see my father to report this matter."

"However, my father is busy with government affairs and has no time to see my nephew."

"My nephew has submitted a memorial and is waiting for my father to review it."

"Usually, my father will review my memorial and make a decision on the same day."

"My nephew will know what my father thinks about this tomorrow."

Ying Chengjiao had a toothache.

How can you be a father like this!

Half squatting, Ying Chengjiao looked into Ying Fusu's eyes and asked, "What about you?"

"Do you want to come to Zhizhuyuan to study?"

Ying Fusu's eyes were a little more confused: "My nephew doesn't know."

Wanting or not, it seems that it has never existed in Ying Fusu's consideration.

Should or should not, whether it is appropriate or not, is the core of Ying Fusu's thinking since childhood.

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao sighed in his heart and waved to the fortune teller.

Soon, a piglet that was only one month old was brought over by the fortune teller.

Putting the piglet into Fusu's arms, Ying Chengjiao asked in a gentle voice: "Do you like it?"

Ying Fusu held the piglet a little unfamiliarly, and looked at the piglet with a bit of confusion.

Although the piglet covered with black fur was not as good-looking as the later small fragrant piglets.

But the big watery eyes stared at Ying Fusu curiously.

"Hedgehog? Hedgehog!"

After humming twice, the piglet rubbed Ying Fusu's cheek with its pink nose.

"Don't! Haha~ Itchy!"

The wet, warm touch and the enthusiasm of the piglet infected Ying Fusu.

Since Ying Fusu was five years old, his face showed a smile from the heart and the so-called loss of composure for the first time.

Ying Chengjiao's voice became a little gentler, and he asked with a smile: "Do you like it?"

Ying Fusu said without hesitation: "I like it!"

Ying Chengjiao asked again: "Do you want to play with it?"

Ying Fusu nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

"But, my nephew still has schoolwork..."

Before Ying Fusu finished speaking, he was interrupted rudely by Ying Chengjiao: "No buts."

"If you like it, stay."

"If you want to play, play."

Ying Chengjiao's right hand fell on Ying Fusu's shoulder, and his smile was full of determination and confidence:

"You should be serious when studying, and have fun when playing."

"If anyone is dissatisfied with this, let them come to me to discuss it!"

"Come on, smile for your uncle!"

If the words of persuading Ying Fusu to enjoy himself are spread, it is easy for those who have ulterior motives to distort it into deceiving the prince.

When these words come from the mouth of another prince who is qualified to compete for the throne, it is more likely to be considered by the world as harming Ying Fusu in order to seize the throne.

But Ying Chengjiao doesn't care.

Ying Zheng wouldn't care.

What Ying Chengjiao cares more about is whether he can change Ying Fusu's increasingly rigid and stubborn character!

Ying Fusu looked at the piglet in his arms and said hesitantly: "Of course, as a prince, my nephew should care about the world."

"How can I waste time for my own pleasure?"

Ying Chengjiao curled his lips: "Who said that a prince can't enjoy himself?"

"Absurdity!"

"How can it be a waste of time to treat pigs?"

"Doesn't Fusu want people in the world to eat two more taels of meat every meal?"

Ying Fusu said eagerly: "I want to!"

"Of course I want to!"

"If everyone in the world can eat meat, it can be said to be well-off!"

Ying Chengjiao said seriously: "Then hold the piglet in your arms well."

"It is the key to whether people in the world can eat meat in the future!"

The piglet looked up at Ying Fusu and tilted his head: "Hedgehog?"

Ying Fusu subconsciously hugged the piglet tightly, and his old-fashioned little face once again showed a smile from the heart:

"Yes!"