Chapter 806 Fenshui (Part 2)
It is August, and the autumn harvest has begun in some farmland.
Starting from this time and continuing until mid-September, the autumn harvest will be completed.
At the end of August, the autumn harvest in Pingyang has basically ended, and the grain has been dried and stored in warehouses.
Ningshuo Palace began to pack various items and prepare for travel.
Chuntui followed Fu Bao and Hui Wan, smiling and playing around.
I accidentally bumped into a palace servant and broke the celadon vase.
Shao Xun watched quietly from a distance.
Yu Wenjun's voice came faintly in the wind: "Okay, you go down."
Pei Lingyan held his daughter who was not yet two years old (born in the twelfth lunar month of the fourth year of Shengui), Come this way.
After the palace people left, Yang Xianrong couldn't help but said to Yu Wenjun: "Is there such a principle in the world that you can't be punished if you make a mistake? If you can't forgive it, you can find a reason to reward her in the future. Such a lack of discipline will make the harem unreasonable. Isn’t it a mess? "
Yu Wenjun was holding a ruler and was about to beat Sanxiaoer. He was stunned when he heard this and did not refute Yang Xianrong's words. He felt a little bit frustrated.
Shao Xun smiled helplessly, looked at Pei Lingyan who was walking over, and said, "Hua Nu, you don't want to help take care of it either?"
Pei Lingyan was wearing a dark red long-sleeved suit today. The skirt is well-cut, with complex patterns and no unnecessary accessories. It looks very simple and has a sense of solemnity.
Hearing this, those bright and charming eyes looked straight at Shao Xun, as if they wanted to look into his heart.
Finally, he seemed to understand, and there was a sense of blame in his eyes, and he said: "You have been living a good life for too long."
"What happened to Changqiu today?" Shao Xun was embarrassed. He changed the topic and asked.
“Asking even though you know it.” Pei Lingyan put her daughter into Shao Xun’s arms, and then helped him straighten his robe.
Shao Xun held his daughter with one hand and grabbed Pei Lingyan's hand with the other.
Pei Lingyan twitched slightly, but without twitching, she rolled her eyes at him again and said, "You are such an impudent person, and I don't know why I am so tolerant of you."
Shao Xun let go of his right hand, held Pei Lingyan in his arms, and said softly: "Isn't this good? We met twenty years ago, and now we have four children. I was thinking of you when I was away on the battlefield."
"You have too many people on your mind. In the past, you were worried that I would be angry and felt guilty about telling me which woman you had taken in, but now you don't even mention it." Pei Lingyan continued to arrange Shao Xun's robe and said, "Yang Xianrong is so If you are an arrogant person, she will not let you down like me when she gets angry."
Shao Xun didn't seem to hear it and started teasing his daughter.
The daughter stretched out her little hand and scratched Shao Xun's face.
She was very curious and seemed to wonder why the man named her father looked like this.
Her white and tender fingers gently tugged on the beard, and then touched her father's nose and mouth. She touched the happy spot and laughed.
The changing expressions on Shao Xun’s face made his daughter’s smile bloom even more.
Pei Lingyan gently put down his hand, took two steps back, and looked at the father and daughter with a smile.
The sun shines through the shade of the trees on the dark red dress. The woman stands there, her slender and graceful figure is extremely tall and straight, and the golden hairpins on her bun are shining, which is in harmony with the motherly nature exuding from her body. echo.
After playing for a while, his daughter felt a little sleepy. Shao Xun handed her over to Pei Lingyan, then sat under the tree and drank tea slowly.
After a while, Yu Wenjun and Yang Xianrong arrived hand in hand.
Yu Wenjun was six months pregnant, her belly was bulging, and she looked at Shao Xun with some reluctance.
Shao Xun chuckled and stroked her face.
If Pei Lingyan is like his sister and mother, Yu Wenjun is like his daughter, and Yang Xianrong is like a serious girlfriend. Well, she was staring at Shao Xun right now.
Yang Xianrong is eight months pregnant and has some difficulty walking.
"It's impossible not to go." Shao Xun looked at Yu Wenjun and said, "It's the simplest thing. If you don't go and take a look, why do people believe you? Where do you get your prestige?"
< br>Of course, you can be a monarch without high prestige. After all, there are ways to live with low prestige. The consequence is that you can hardly do anything and you are at the mercy of others.
The social form and political system at this time were different from those of later generations.
With the development of the Chinese system in the Tang Dynasty, it is actually unlikely to usurp the throne, although Wu Zetian still appeared in the Tang Dynasty.
But in the Northern Song Dynasty, it was really difficult, let alone later on.
There are many reasons. The system is on the one hand, and the changes in social form are also on the other hand. Since the Tang Dynasty, there have been no aristocratic families, only bureaucratic families, and the entire society has become more atomized.
In this day and age, low prestige is really fatal, especially for Shao Xun's background.
All his hustle and efforts are often to make up for the shortcomings of his background. And this shortcoming that takes him a lifetime to make up for is something that many children of the gentry have with them since they were born.
Someone was born in Rome.
Some people were born as mules and horses, and then took advantage of the chaos in the world to advance into Rome step by step.
He has many things to do, and he cannot advance without high prestige.
"There is nothing much going on in Pingyang." Shao Xun said again: "Take good care of the children, and then urge the officials, big and small, to transfer supplies to Jinyang."
"After the autumn harvest, Mi Huang, Chen Yougen will dispatch sergeants to practice in Shanglin Garden."
"Duanbu Xianbei has hundreds of people joining the army, and the thousands of strong men recruited by Su Zhongyi are about to arrive. They will join the Yijun Army and need distribution equipment. , Give his family a farm and a house. "
"The Huns may send troops to plunder from Pujin Pass, so there is no need to worry. Nan Zhonglang's general Jin is in Hedong, and Xia Houcheng (former Pingyang governor) is also able to do things well. It will be okay along the way.”
"There will be a group of Hebei disaster victims in Bianliang who will be relocated to the counties in Hanoi for resettlement..."
"These matters will be handled by the officials of the Prime Minister, the Central Leader, the Central Protector, the General's Office, and the Protector's Office. You don't need to worry about it, just take a look. If you are unsure, you can ask Huifeng or Changqiu for advice." Shao Xun looked at Yang Xianrong and said.
Yang Xianrong looked at Shao Xun with a mocking look.
Shao Xun smiled.
Yang Xianrong turned his head, gently caressed his belly, and then took a hard look at Shao Xun.
It seems to be saying, you want to commit evil on me and enjoy pleasure, but also want me to help other women. How can you think so beautifully? "Husband, I will be careful." Yu Wenjun looked sad at first, and then looked determined again.
"There may be some people in the country who are talking nonsense..." When he said this, Shao Xun hesitated a little. He carefully considered his words before saying: "Don't Listen to them and follow the strategy I have set."
Yu Wenjun nodded, then asked cautiously: "Do you want to reprimand them?"
Shao Xun was shocked by her behavior. His expression was amused.
Yang Xianrong also looked at Yu Wenjun with a strange look. For a moment, he didn't know whether it was better to laugh at her or pity her.
"Some of the people talking nonsense may be people close to you." Shao Xun dropped a bombshell.
Yu Wenjun froze there, his face a little pale.
Shao Xun looked at her quietly.
After a while, Yu Wenjun pitifully whispered: "Husband, I just want to help you."
Yang Xianrong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed a little stunned.
"Okay, obedient." Shao Xun gently squeezed Yu Wenjun's hand.
When it comes to choosing between relatives, husbands, and sons, how many women can rely on their husbands without thinking?
Yang Xianrong was slightly unconvinced. She even wanted to abandon her son when she went crazy. Why was Yu Wenjun so stupid?
The sun gradually set towards the west, casting a shadow in the courtyard.
Shao Xun looked at the sunset and suddenly felt emotional.
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"Brother is in the city and brother is outside!" Outside the Longxiang Mansion at Sanjiao in the north of Jinyang City, Wang Wu, the chief of the soldiers, said loudly as he shook the winch vigorously.
"A bow without a string, an arrow without a bow!" The other soldiers responded loudly.
"How can we live without enough food?" Wang Wu shouted with more energy.
"Help me! Help me!" The other people shouted in unison and struggled to turn the winch.
During their efforts, a fishing net woven with hemp rope gradually floated from the river.
The fishing net is large and square in shape, with its four corners tied to four wooden stakes on both sides of the bank.
There is a winch on the pile to drive the fishing net up from the bottom of the river.
Just hearing a "crash", the entire fishing net surfaced.
Huge fish jumped back and forth in the net, while shrimps, crabs, turtles and turtles crawled around. They seemed to have not figured out what was happening, but why did they suddenly jump out of the water and reach into the air?
The onlookers on the river bank gave warm cheers.
The children were running around, overjoyed.
Someone grabbed my mother's clothes and said she wanted to eat fish tonight.
A group of barbarians were riding on horses, gaping at the fishing scene. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Can you still fish like this? Can't you just use a bow and arrow to shoot fish?
In the farmland a little far away from the river, the soldiers of the Fubing tribe heard faint cheers and couldn't help but grin.
If the family cannot finish the fish caught by the soldiers, they will give some to Bu Qu. After all, this is the busy farming season. How can we stay strong if we don’t eat more?
About half of them came from Hebei and were refugees affected by the disaster. They were gathered and sent to Jinyang to serve as part of the 2,400 soldiers of the Sanjiao and Shiling Erlongxiang Prefectures.
The other half came from Bianliang, and they were composed of a complex group of people, including Celestial Masters and Taoist disciples, Hu captives, family members of criminals, and refugees affected by disasters. Some of those who performed well and had families were fortunate enough to be sent to Taiyuan to serve as soldiers.
Strictly speaking, this is a good thing, because building a palace city in Bianliang is very difficult. There has been no palace construction in the past two or three years, and they have been working on the farm in Chenliu. The food is only enough to survive, and most of the rest has been looted by the Shaofu.
Fu Bing Buqu is not a slave, he just has a personal dependence relationship with Fu Bing. Moreover, King Liang treated his soldiers well. In recent years, he gradually increased the land allocated to them from 150 acres to 1,780 acres. The land owned by some soldiers' families has even reached the prescribed upper limit of 200 acres. .
Land is plentiful, but what is lacking is people.
There are four households together with Fu Bing's family, and they farm 200 acres of land. They don't have to worry about taking care of it. They can just plant extensively and reap a small harvest. Life is much better than before.
To be honest, if a family has dozens of acres of land, it is impossible for you to cultivate it intensively, and it is impossible to make good field food. You are too busy, and you don’t need sophisticated farm tools. Just do your best. Anyway, the number of fields is here, and with extensive planting and poor harvest, the income is still much better than intensive farming of ten or twenty acres of land.
If you really can’t plant it, just leave half of the land fallow.
Sanjiao and Shiling Longxiang Mansion were established in the autumn and winter of last year. After proper placement, spring plowing began in February this year. Starting in August, the fields were full of golden corn, which looked very pleasing to the eye.
Some of the soldiers who had finished harvesting in advance pooled their money to build a fishing net and placed it in the river for a long time. Today, when the net was set up, the harvest was full, and everyone was full of joy.
Shao Guang, the prefect of Taiyuan, saw it from a distance, and his eyes turned slightly red.
It’s not easy, it’s really not easy.
The heavy rain in Jinyang the year before last made the roads muddy and difficult to travel, which affected the expedition against the Huns.
The floods the year before last caused countless losses. Many Wubao that were still able to survive during the Xiongnu era could no longer survive.
Last year, during the war with Xianbei, the outside of Jinyang City became a pasture for barbarians. While the losses were heavy, it also reflected from the side how desolate Taiyuan County was.
After defeating Xianbei, Taiyuan was devastated and even merged with several counties because there was no one left.
At the beginning of winter, King Liang raised some grain, grass, farm tools, and seeds from Henan, and firmly established two Longxiang mansions, adding 9,600 households and more than 30,000 people to Taiyuan. mouth people.
If the establishment of government troops had been delayed due to the pressure of the Henan gentry, then there would not have been the scene like this year.
This is only the first year and the harvest is not that good. Next year, with better preparation, the harvest will be even higher.
The fertile Fenshui Valley should not be just a pasture for barbarians.
"According to the old rules, each household pays five dendrobiums of grain and sends them all to the sheep intestine warehouse." Shao Guang told the accompanying officials: "In this way, this year's New Year will not be too shabby. ”
Everyone was happy after hearing this.
Sun Jue, the Prime Minister of Jinyang County, stood among the crowd and felt as if he was in another world.
"The King of Liang is here!" A horseman ran from the south and shouted loudly.
Sun Jue perked up, tightened the household registration booklet in his hand, and ran through the household registration and land numbers in his mind for the last time, in preparation for further inquiries.
(End of this chapter)