Chapter 435: Playing
While Yu Liang was inspecting Nanton, Xincai, and Runan, Shao Xun arrived in Chen County in early December.
The right camp of the Silver Spear Army was disbanded, and the sergeants went back to their homes.
Their homes were in Chen County - the six thousand people from the left camp settled in Xiangcheng, and the ten soldiers from the right camp were in Chen County.
As for the newly recruited 21-24 Zhuang soldiers, they were uniformly moved to the counties of Liang State for resettlement.
The eighth day of December, the twelfth lunar month.
On the open grassland on the east bank of Suiyang Canal, Shao Xun took his soldiers and Yi Cong cavalry to start hunting to deepen their feelings.
This is tradition.
Nearly four hundred soldiers and two thousand volunteers galloped forward with their horses galloping, and there was constant laughter and laughter.
"Whoosh!" The arrow flew out and hit a running wild boar with great force.
The wild boar was furious, turned around, and charged straight at Shao Xun.
The soldiers all lost their countenance, while Shao Xun laughed.
"I'll do it!" Liu Ling held a giant axe, rushed to the side of the wild boar, and chopped it off with all his strength.
The wild boar howled in pain, its hooves softened, and it fell to the ground.
The soldiers swarmed forward, brandishing their swords, and chopped the wild boar, which was already on its deathbed, to horrific wounds.
Liu Ling curled her lips and disdained the last strike.
What kind of wild boar can survive after eating my axe?
“Ten pieces of vajra slave silk will be rewarded.” Shao Xun, who was wearing a blue robe, ordered.
Liu Ling's expert demeanor disappeared without a trace in an instant. He quickly stepped forward, prostrated himself on the ground, and said loudly: "Thank you, Duke Minggong, for the reward."
Shao Xun laughed again.
How beautiful that the heroes of the world are driven by me!
After the bloody wild boar was carried off, the hunting continued.
"Whoosh!" Another arrow shot out.
The knights came forward one after another, fighting for it, and presented a hare that had kicked its legs.
“I’ll reward you!” Shao Xun put away his horned bow, waved his riding whip, and said with a smile.
The rebel knight who had snatched the hare could not understand his words and stood there in a daze.
The soldiers scolded them one after another.
Shao Xun stopped, got off his horse, walked up to this person, and asked: "Huns?"
Yicong Knight still understands the word "Xiongnu", stupid Silly nodded.
Shao Xun turned his horsewhip in a circle, pointed at the soldier who had just scolded him, and said: "Now that you are under my tent, you are a robe, why are you scolding me?"
After saying that, he clapped his hands.
Cai Cheng understood and brought out a piece of silk.
Shao Xun was dissatisfied and frowned: "This man has superb riding skills and got the prey before you and others. How can I get rid of a piece of silk?"
Cai Cheng brought another one. Brocade.
Shao Xun took it with satisfaction, pulled the knight up, draped the brocade on him, and said: "In our army, as long as you have the ability and military exploits, you will be rewarded."
< br>An officer came over and translated in Chinese.
When the knight heard this, he burst into tears of gratitude and fell to the ground again.
Shao Xun held on and said to everyone: "I can only be beautiful and brave in my life. As long as you have courage and dare to fight, you don't need to kneel down when you see me. You must also remember not to humiliate a strong man. "
"Yes," everyone responded in unison.
Shao Xun took the hand of the Hun knight and said: "It is getting late, so let's call it a day. Tomorrow we will practice the art of dividing and attacking together."
The bonfire was quickly lit.
After nightfall, officials from Chen County and Chen County also arrived to eat meat and drink together.
After three rounds of drinking, the place became more and more lively.
Some brave people began to compete in the competition, and Shao Xun personally awarded the winner a reward, which immediately pushed the atmosphere to a climax-well, Liu Ling was not allowed to participate in this competition, he had already received a jade pendant in advance As a prize.
In the small courtyard in the forest dozens of steps away, Wang Cheng scratched the wall and stared at it for a long time.
After he resigned from Jingzhou, he came directly to Chen County because he heard that Wang Xuan and other three juniors were here. Unexpectedly, Wang Xuan left early, and only Jing Feng and Hui Feng stayed here.
There were footsteps not far away, and a figure walked over.
Wang Cheng quickly lowered his head to avoid being seen. But after a moment, he raised his head again, eyes wide.
Niece Wang Jingfeng quietly went out and had a private meeting with Chen Gong Shaoxun under the wall.
My maid! Why are you hugging Ayu? Ah Yu, why don’t you resist?
"You still remember me!" The niece's resentful voice came from under the wall.
"I know you like to eat fish, so I hooked one up just now and simmered the soup." This was Shao Xun's voice.
"It smells very good..." Wang Jingfeng had forgotten his unhappiness and said with some surprise.
“Eat it while it’s hot later.”
“I want to eat it now.”
“Not now.”
“Why?”
Then a woman's coquettish voice came.
Wang Cheng quietly poked his head out and found his niece being held in Shao Xun's arms.
This is not the key. The key is that Shao Xun's hand around his niece's slender waist gradually moved down and gently kneaded her buttocks.
The niece only hummed twice and had no other expression.
Wang Cheng was stunned. During spring outings in the past, there was a prostitute who was almost beaten by his niece for not even making a few pleasantries. Shao Xun's hands are still on his niece's buttocks, but her niece just blushes and doesn't even scold her, let alone hit her.
This...
Huh?
Wang Cheng took out a hand, wiped his eyes, and looked through the firelight on the wall.
The blue robe on Mr. Chen looks so familiar! Isn't that Chu Zhong's favorite dress? How come it's on Mr. Chen's body?
In an instant, he thought of many possibilities, each of which would only make him - even more stunned!
He got off the ladder in despair and walked back to the room silently.
Wang Huifeng raised his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head and continued to write and draw.
Wang Cheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but didn't say anything. In the end, he just said: "Mr. Chen came from Guangchengze?"
Wang Huifeng hummed and continued to write.
“I just know how to read and write.” Wang Cheng said helplessly.
Wang Huifeng hummed again and was still writing.
"Did Shao Xun - did anything to you?" After a moment, Wang Cheng couldn't help but ask.
"Uncle, please be careful what you say." Wang Huifeng raised his head and frowned.
Wang Cheng was suffocated.
Obviously he is a junior, but he saw emotions such as blame and displeasure in Huifeng's eyes.
What a ghost! Wang Cheng was secretly annoyed that this niece was too serious and made his uncle feel uncomfortable.
"What are you writing about?" In order to resolve the embarrassment, he changed the subject.
Wang Huifeng stopped writing and explained: "Yesterday Mr. Chen came to visit and asked me to calculate how many acres of garden homeland, how many acres of mulberry and hemp fields, and how many acres of grain fields would be needed to grant land to the people."
Wang Cheng glanced at his niece doubtfully.
He did not believe that Shao Xun's purpose was so simple, but had other motives, so he asked: "Really?"
Wang Huifeng had an expression of admiration on his face and looked down. The words on the paper said: "Chen Gong talked a lot. He said that the people should be given thirty acres of land, of which twenty acres should be planted with millet and wheat, three crops in two years, and ten acres should be planted with mulberry and flax, silk reeling and weaving. Another should be given The five-acre house can be used for people to build houses, or it can be planted with bamboos, fruit trees, or used as vegetable beds. "
"If it is used for farming, then the amount will be doubled, or the land for forest and grass can be used as compensation."< br>
"Chen Gong also mentioned the method of growing wheat under mulberry trees." Wang Huifeng took out a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Cheng.
Wang Cheng picked it up and looked at it. At the top was a poem: Plant corn and wheat under the mulberry trees to provide for the father and mother at all times.
The handwriting does not seem to be that of my niece. Could it be written by Shao Xun? Are they already this close? He couldn't help but look up at his niece and hesitated to speak.
Wang Huifeng was extremely smart and just looked at his uncle calmly, not wanting to explain anything.
Wang Cheng lowered his head and continued to watch.
After reading it, he sneered and said: "I have seen beans growing under mulberry trees elsewhere. It's not surprising."
Wang Huifeng nodded and said: "It's difficult for Chen Gong to talk about the world's affairs. By extension, the method of planting wheat under mulberry trees does exist, but most people don’t know it, and the people will reap great benefits.”
Interplanting crops under mulberry trees was first seen. During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, mung beans and adzuki beans were grown.
In the middle and late Tang Dynasty, not only business flourished, but agricultural technology also made great progress. Farmers in various vassal towns began to interplant millet and wheat under mulberry trees, and further improved the interplanting theory, including the appropriate density of mulberry trees and crops. We all have experience - "Too few will lead to lack of silk, too many will lead to violence in the fields."
In extreme cases, if there are enough fields, you can plant mulberry trees all over the farmland, and every acre will be full of mulberry trees. You can plant up to forty or fifty plants on the ground to obtain more silk at the expense of food production.
But it is generally not so extreme. Most of the farmland is still used to grow food, and some fields are planted with mulberry trees. Some crops can also be interplanted under the mulberries to further increase yields.
If this technology can be promoted throughout Henan, people's income will greatly increase and their lives will be better.
"Shao Xun is not a good person..." Wang Cheng whispered.
Wang Huifeng was a little surprised and noncommittal.
In fact, she had a very good impression of Shao Xun.
They talked a lot in the past two days.
Shao Xun thought of many ways for the people to increase the production of grain, mulberry and hemp, and she was very interested.
Shao Xun also mentioned the living conditions of the perfect farmers in his mind: five acres of house gardens, one of the acres, four acres of fruits and vegetables, jujube elm; Wheat is harvested three times every two years, and ten acres are planted with mulberries and beans under the mulberries. There are also some public lands for people to cut grass, graze, and raise cattle, sheep, and pigs.
Wang Huifeng was fascinated by what she heard, so when Shao Xun asked her for help, she agreed without hesitation.
It's just that she didn't bother to tell her family these things, lest they think she had a good impression of Mr. Chen.
But then again, Chen Gongxin is pregnant with the world, loves the people, and has a strategy, he can put forward good strategies, and he can fight, and care for the soldiers.
Wang Huifeng appreciates him very much -just appreciate it.
Seeing the expression on his niece's face, Wang Cheng was crazy.
Shao Xun can really have the ability!
Seeing people speak people, see ghosts and ghost words.
The second niece is a relatively upright and traditional person, and she is soft on the outside but strong on the inside. If you talk about romance with her, it will be of no use and will only make her disgusted.
But if you talk about the world and the people, it will be dangerous.
My maid, how can this guy be so good at playing!
"Anyway, don't talk to him anymore. He is really not a good person." Wang Cheng thought of Shao Xun's robes and gritted his teeth.
Wang Huifeng smiled. They just have the same interests. The pure will become pure and the turbid will become turbid. She is too lazy to say more.
Seeing his niece's attitude, Wang Cheng lamented in his heart. He just got addicted to it, so he got up and left the service, no longer caring about these troublesome things.
Wang Huifeng lowered his head, pulled out another piece of paper, and looked at it intently: "Plant more than a hundred mulberry trees and thirty acres of millet. With enough food and clothing, you can always meet your relatives and friends..."
This is his ideal pastoral life for the common people.
It seems difficult to do, but he keeps trying.
This is a real man.
She wrote the word "Shao Xun" with her pen. Her writing style is eclectic, natural and restrained, which shows the mood of the person who wrote it.
(End of this chapter)