Chapter 196 New Year (monthly ticket plus 5 updates)
After leaving Green Willow Garden, Wang Yan did not go home immediately, but took Pan Tao to Guangcheng Garden in the northwest.
At the foot of Guangcheng Palace, he met Le Kuan, who had been promoted to the title of Captain of Zhongdian Mu.
It is difficult to say whether it is good or bad to rise from being a lieutenant in a county to becoming a court official. But Lekuan had no choice. During the Chinese New Year, he had to spend time with livestock and could not return home.
Wang Yan and Pan Tao were not on official business, but one was a Situ and the other was a Sima of the Taifu Shogunate. They were not something he could offend. He soon invited a man named Wang Yan to the west of Guangcheng Palace. The place of Zhilanyuan.
The construction of this hospital started in the second half of last year and was just completed a while ago.
The main building is built according to the terrain and is a "peninsula" deep into the lake.
The place is not very big, but there are woods, bamboo gardens, courtyards, viewing pavilions, and even water pavilions built on the lake.
We will decorate it again this year, move some Luoyang Zuozang utensils and decorate it, and it will almost be completed.
Wang Yan does not think that building such a garden is a waste of time and money.
In any case, it was the common people who were recruited as slaves, and there were as many as they wanted. They could cut down trees to build houses, dig out mountains to get stones, bake bricks and tiles, etc. "without any trouble."
"It seems like there is farmland on the other side?" Wang Yan squinted his eyes for a long time and asked uncertainly.
Farmland and Zhilan Courtyard don’t match, how can we arrange the scenery?
Le Kuan was also a little embarrassed and explained: "There was originally a sea of bamboo. Marquis Lu Yang ordered a part of it to be cut down to make bamboo utensils for the use of Guangcheng Garden. After the land was burned, it was used in the Guangcheng Garden. At the beginning of the year, it was converted into farmland and planted a season of millet. "How much is the harvest per acre?" Wang Yan looked back and asked casually.
“Less than two husks of dendrobium.” Lekuan replied.
This yield can be said to be very low. Even if river bottom silt is applied, the yield is only about 60 kilograms.
"Who farms?" Wang Yan asked again.
"Servants from Nanyang and Shunyang counties."
"Where is the food?"
"Give him some food, and if there is any leftover, let him take it away."
Wang Yan looked around again.
He had actually paid attention to Guangcheng Yuan - on the map.
As far as the territory is concerned, it covers more than half of the county, but no one has ever developed it. Even the wheat fields in the late Han Dynasty more than a hundred years ago were covered with weeds.
It has been almost two years and three months since the imperial court intervened in this area on a large scale. With the help of more than 60,000 servants from the five counties, Guangcheng Palace, Zhilan Yuan, and Tangchi (natural hot springs) were built. Palace garden.
In addition, more than a thousand hectares of farmland have been opened up. Although the output is ridiculous and can only be eaten by the troops, this is the first year.
When the spring planting occurs in the second year of Yongjia (308), the yield per mu will increase to a certain extent.
After that, it increased year by year, and finally became mature.
You can get as much land as you want in Guangchengze, as long as you are willing to put in the effort to transform it.
Wang Yan subconsciously wanted to do something, but when he touched his body, he didn’t bring any divination equipment.
He calmly walked through Zhilan Courtyard, which had dozens of houses, and then walked westward, where he saw an empty site with a foundation laid.
“Where is this?” Wang Yan asked.
"Yongjiacang City." Le Kuan replied: "After the spring sowing next year, the construction will be formalized when all the servants gather together."
"What is that over there?" Wang Yan stretched out his hand. Pointing, asked.
Yongjia Cangcheng is built next to a stream. On the other side of the stream, there are three wooden buildings that have just started to be scattered. They look like warehouses, but they are not exactly like them.
“Those are three fodder yards.” Le Kuan replied: “Before the livestock goes through the winter, hay needs to be prepared, so we build fodder yards to prepare it. After the grass turns green in the spring, it can be released into the wild. Next to the forage farm is the animal husbandry. Now there are only more than two thousand cattle, sheep, horses and dolphins, which are owned by the imperial court."
Wang Yan nodded and asked, "I heard that Marquis Lu Yang has thousands of horses. The horse was released in the garden, but I don’t know where it is.”
“It’s a little far away from here,” Le Kuan replied, “Marquis Lu Yang sent more than a thousand soldiers to station it. Guard, most people don’t dare to come close.”
Wang Yan didn’t say anything.
Pan Tao also remained calm, but his heart was churning.
It is true that he has a closer relationship with Shao Xun, but it is impossible to get a full picture of Lu Yanghou's power. It can even be said that he knows less than Yu Liang and Xu Lang.
Before coming to Liang County, he learned one thing: the more than 1,000 hectares of land planted by Zetunding in Guangcheng this year will be farmed by the prisoners of Jisang bandits next year. This is Shao Xun's full intervention in Guangzhou. One of Narita's landmark events.
Obviously, the fields belong to the imperial court, but who uses them is very particular. Anyway, the emperor doesn’t know what is going on here, he only knows that he is building a palace garden.
In Guangchengze, as long as no expense is spared, thousands of hectares of land can be opened up, and there is no shortage of water for irrigation. If the renovation is completed, it will really make people jealous, and someone may come to fight for it.
He thought of the prophecy that "Luoshui will stop flowing", and his heart moved, but he said nothing and continued to watch.
Next, they stayed until dark, rested for one night in Zhilan Courtyard, and went to Guangcheng Palace to meet Empress Hui Yangshi the next day before returning to Luoyang.
On the way back, Wang Yan kept thinking about Yang Xianrong's state just now.
It seems much better than when the late emperor was in power?
There are many books and albums placed in the palace. Wang Yan is too embarrassed to look through them, but Empress Hui must have collected them or even wrote them herself.
I heard that she sent people to Xincheng, Luhun and other places to find farmers who are good at growing rice, and wanted to plant rice in Guangchengze.
Wang Yan could only be stunned at this. Why does this woman bother with these things all day long?
But then I thought about it, Queen Hui was in her youth and living alone in the palace, so it would be good to find something to do, so as not to cause something that would catch people off guard.
Pan Tao is also thinking, from a different angle than Wang Yan.
He is good at getting along with people.
When Wang Dun was young, he made a comment: "The king's bee eyes have been exposed, but the sound of the jackal has not shaken his ears. He must be able to eat people, and he should be eaten by people."
When I saw the Sheep Queen this time, I felt something was wrong.
Yang doesn’t like general affairs very much. Pan Tao could completely see that Queen Hui was patiently doing those things, as if she was making a deal.
Trading is a matter of great significance.
If it is a transaction between a man and a woman, something extra will always happen at the end of the transaction, especially for a woman like Queen Hui who lives alone. Pan Tao had some guesses in his mind and was a little worried. Will something happen in the end that would bring shame to the Tian family?
However, in the current world, where the world is unstable and heroes are competing for power, compared with these, Queen Hui's story is not worth mentioning.
He sat firmly and began to think about the next direction of the situation.
Lu Yanghou made a bold guess. He was hesitant to believe it, and then he just observed silently to see if things would develop as Lu Yanghou expected.
If it comes true, many things will have to be re-planned.
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After Wang and Pan returned to Luoyang, they soon ushered in Zhengdan.
The emperor Sima Chi held a banquet in the palace and invited all the ministers to enjoy themselves.
In the areas of Liangxian and Guangchengyuan, the atmosphere of the New Year is also very strong.
Before dawn, Shao Xun was busy outside the main hall of Guangcheng Palace.
The cold wind on the mountain in the middle of the night is biting and the breath turns to ice.
The chilblains on Shao Xun's hands were almost all cracked, with blood oozing out. But he still arranged the bamboos meticulously, and when the sky was dim, he lit the fire.
"Crack!" The sound of firecrackers spread throughout the lonely and cold palace.
Yang Xianrong woke up from his sleep. When he heard the sound of firecrackers outside, he quickly called the palace people to ask.
"Marquis Lu Yang set off firecrackers outside, saying that he was celebrating the New Year for the queen." The palace man lowered his head and answered.
Yang Xianrong was stunned.
The soft quilt slipped from the shoulders, and when passing by the chest, it hesitated for a while, and then fell down tremblingly.
The corners of her mouth gradually turned up, once, twice, three times, and gradually the whole room seemed to become brighter.
The sound of "Crack!" came one after another.
Yang Xianrong quickly dressed up and walked out of the palace gate.
In the distance are the snow-capped mountains.
At the foot of the mountains, courtyards, pavilions, rivers, ponds, and farmland are dotted with deer herds running around, and tigers and wolves roaring.
Living in this place is like a hermit.
But Yang Xianrong is not a hermit, and she has no intention of becoming a hermit. She is a woman who was spoiled as a child and frightened when she grew up.
The palace servants brought a bed over, and Yang Xianrong sat there, holding his chin and watching quietly, just like the brightness of Jin Yong City.
Shao Xun stood up and bowed, his face a little gray.
Yang Xianrong chuckled.
Shao Xun also smiled and said, "Did the Queen let off the firecrackers?"
Yang Xianrong shook his head.
Shao Xun picked up a piece, handed it over, and said: "On the first day of the lunar month, it is the day of the third yuan. When the cock crows, firecrackers are fired in front of the court to ward off evil spirits. I came in the middle of the night. , prepared so many to ward off evil spirits for the queen."
Yang Xianrong felt warm and took the firecrackers with some excitement.
"Place it in the fire." Shao Xun pointed to the burning fire and said.
Yang Xianrong hummed, stood up and walked over. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got closer, there was a "bang" in the fire, which scared her and staggered.
Shao Xun had quick eyes and quick hands. He reached out and held the sheep Xianrong in his arms.
The venue fell silent for a moment.
Yang Xianrong struggled slightly, Shao Xun quickly let go and took two steps back.
"Bang!" The firecrackers exploded again, but they were unable to withstand the "loud bang" of his heart beating violently.
The Queen's waist is so soft.
He raised his head and looked at Yang Xianrong.
Yang Xianrong turned his back to him.
The cool mountain breeze blew, but the queen's ears became as red as blood.
After a while, she flipped the ends of her hair, picked up the bamboo, and put it into the fire.
The flames gradually engulfed the bamboo joints, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was slightly charming.
"Bang!" The sound of firecrackers started again.
Shao Xun’s heartbeat has returned to normal.
He secretly sighed that he still didn't have enough concentration. He hadn't touched a woman for a year, and he started to have random thoughts.
"Evil ghosts stay away." The queen did not speak, so Shao Xun could only bite the bullet and chat awkwardly: "I don't know when this saying came from."
Yang Xianrong turned around Come on, there is still a trace of blush on his face, but his expression has returned to normal.
Just listen to her say: "The "Shen Yi Sutra" says, 'There is a person in the mountains in the west. He is more than a foot long and has one foot. He is not afraid of people. If he does it, it will cause cold and heat, which is called mountain poison. Use bamboo to catch fire. In the middle, there is a sound of "pò" (bì), and "Xuanhuang Jing" also calls it a mountain nest ghost.
Yang Xianrong has completely returned to normal and said happily: "When I lived in the palace, there was also a fire in the palace, but I never set it off with my own hands. Today - I am very happy, and my childhood wish has been fulfilled." ”
The smile on her face was completely sincere, not utilitarian at all, just pure happiness.
Shao Xun was also happy for her and said: "Compared to last year, the queen is much more open-minded."
The first course of treatment is considered a success, right?
Yang Xianrong glanced at him and said nothing. He just turned around and looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers.
Shao Xun silently burned the remaining firecrackers and then bowed and said goodbye.
Yang Xianrong seemed not to hear, standing motionless in the wind.
(End of this chapter)