Save the Bachelor of Heaven

It is said that when everyone adds firewood, the flames rise. With the concerted efforts of everyone, the repair work of the White Deer Ancestral Hall is in full swing.

Seeing that everyone supported him, Bai Jiaxuan didn't mention the matter of resigning as clan leader.

However, the third thing he wanted to do - check the anti-smoking seedlings, faced strong resistance.

"Jiaxuan, you don't dare to cut off the wealth of the villagers." Lu Zilin advised.

"But planting this thing is a crime." Bai Jiaxuan looked at the white, red, and pink flowers in the ground, his face as gloomy as water.

This is the thing that ruined the original atmosphere.

"Why do you say that? If we don't plant this thing, we have to plant it in other fields, so we can't be the only ones suffering." Lu Zilin advised, "Besides, the taxes we have to pay every year come from here. If you cut off this way of making money, how will the villagers live in the future?

Besides, when we grow this stuff, we don’t just eat and drink it ourselves. Didn’t we also build an ancestral hall? Our ancestors should bless us. "

Other villagers also watched eagerly.

Growing this thing is indeed sinful, but it is their most important source of income. If all tobacco seedlings were really banned, how would they live in the future?

Bai Jiaxuan looked at the eyes staring at him, and for a moment he felt very stressed.

He also knows that this is the source of wealth for the villagers. If it is really cut off, many families will return to poverty, and they will not even be able to untie the pot.

As the leader of the clan, although he holds great power, he still has to consider everything.

"How about we wait until this crop is over and plant something else?" a clan elder suggested.

Bai Jiaxuan took a few puffs of cigarette and finally nodded.

When the villagers saw him, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that he agreed, Lu Zilin couldn't help laughing.

With this compromise, there will be a second and third time. Once the bottom line cannot be maintained, it is no longer called the bottom line.

…

Xiang Nan sighed after learning that Bai Jiaxuan gave up the smoking ban.

He knew that not everyone had the courage to make a strong man's decision to cut off his wrist.

But long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain. If it continues like this, it will be more harmful to Bailu Village.

Two days later, Xiang Nan was working in the temple.

At this moment, Lu San ran in anxiously, "Hei Wa, what a good thing, Mr. Zhu is back."

"Mr. Zhu is back?!" Xiang Nan was overjoyed when he heard this, "Let's go and have a look."

Mr. Zhu is the best scholar in Bailuyuan and the only person qualified to be called a great Confucian.

He is not the kind of rotten literati who has read rotten books, but a scholar who truly applies what he has learned and is well-versed in world affairs.

Once he comes, there will be hope for checking the anti-smoking seedlings.

Therefore, Xiang Nan quickly went out with Lu San.

…

As soon as I came down from the temple, I saw Mr. Zhu leading the ox, and Bai Jiaxuan and Ma Liuer carrying the plow and walking out of the village.

"Oh, Mr. Zhu, how can I let you lead the cow? It's too disgraceful. I'll do it, I'll do it." Seeing this, Lu San said quickly.

"Lu San, you underestimate me as a scholar." Mr. Zhu said with a smile, "I have practiced the ability of calling the ox to help the plow since I was a child. After so many years, my hands are itchy without touching the plow."

Seeing this, Lu San also laughed, then turned to ask his son, "Hei Wa, what are they doing?"

"Check the anti-smoking seedlings," Xiang Nan said.

"What?!" Lu San was stunned when he heard what he said.

Bai Jiaxuan and Ma Liuer were also stunned.

Mr. Zhu looked over in surprise. He didn't expect Xiang Nan to be so smart, and he immediately revealed his thoughts.

"Hello, Mr. Zhu~" Xiang Nan saw him looking over and said with a smile and cupped his hands.

Mr. Zhu nodded.

Then the group of people came to the outside of the village.

Sure enough, when he arrived at the end of the field, Mr. Zhu got on the plow, waved his whip with one hand and held the plow with the other, shouting at the cow, and knocked over all the smoke seedlings that were still blooming.

And what he did made Bai Jiaxuan extremely distressed.

After all, these smoke seedlings can be converted into money in the future. He said he wanted to check out the anti-smoking seedlings, but he couldn't bear to do it, just because he couldn't bear it.

The villagers were stunned when they saw it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhu dared to do this and plowed all the smoke seedlings. It was all money.

Especially Lu Zilin, he wanted to go deeper.

Mr. Zhu has now plowed the Bai family's smoke seedlings. Once this precedent is set, can other people's smoke seedlings be saved?

"Jiaxuan, why are you still standing there? Why don't you lead the oxen and plow all the smoke seedlings with me?" Mr. Zhu looked at Bai Jiaxuan and said.

Bai Jiaxuan listened to his brother-in-law's words the most. Although he was extremely heartbroken at the moment, he still hitched the plow and plowed up the smoke seedlings.

…

At this moment, Lu Zilin's father, Lu Taiheng, came and bowed his hands to Mr. Zhu, "Mr. Zhu, you are back. I have been looking forward to having you back for five years."

"Uncle Taiheng, you are in good health." Mr. Zhu nodded and smiled.

"Okay, okay, TOEFL, TOEFL." Lu Taiheng cupped his hands and smiled, then looked at Lu Zilin, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly learn from Mr. Zhu, lead the ox, hitch the plow, and put our cigarette Have the seedlings been plowed?"

Lu Zilin was stunned, "What?"

He also thought that after Bai Jiaxuan's smoke seedlings were destroyed, it would definitely be someone else's turn. He was originally thinking about how to delay it.

Unexpectedly, before Bai Jiaxuan came to the door, his father would plow the smoke seedlings himself.

Isn't this just destroying his own job? He couldn't figure it out.

When Lu Taiheng saw this, he immediately glanced at him.

He thinks more clearly than his son.

Mr. Zhu is a saint and has an important position in the village. This time he set an example and plowed his own tobacco seedlings first. By then, the smoke seedlings of other people in the village will not be preserved at all.

As the saying goes, it is also a sword to stretch one's head and shrink one's head. It's better to be a bachelor and plow the smoke seedlings yourself to avoid being embarrassed in the future.

Lu Zilin had no choice but to nod.

"Uncle Taiheng, please accept my bow." Seeing him doing this, Mr. Zhu smiled and bowed to him.

"Oh, I can't bear it." Lu Taiheng quickly gave in.

…

With the Bailu family as an example, other people's smoke seedlings will naturally not be able to keep it.

In less than three days, all the poisonous flowers that originally bloomed on the plain were wiped out.

However, the book records that Mr. Zhu’s search for anti-smoking seedlings was only successful once.

Later, the new county magistrate handed over the responsibility of checking the banned tobacco seedlings to others, and the smoke seedlings appeared again in Bailuyuan.

The TV series is different from the original work.

In the TV series, Mr. Zhu's search for anti-smoking seedlings was spontaneous, not a duty assigned by the county magistrate, and the people in Bailu Village were not forced to destroy the seedlings, but responded actively.

Therefore, after Mr. Zhu banned smoking in the play, there were no more smoke seedlings in the village.

In Xiang Nan's opinion, this is a good thing.

After all, that thing is really harmful to people, weakening their physiques, corroding their minds, making them inhuman, ghosts, and even forgetting how to behave.

Just like Bai Shitou'er, because of his addiction, not only did he lose his entire family, but his wife and son also became beggars.