The crowd was much quieter with fright. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info [Burning ^ Wen ^ Book Library] []. [774] [buy]. Gu Lao glanced at Kan Le, and hurriedly said, "The lord is angry. The old minister looked at Huanyang County, and he was not a good type, so he gave them a lesson. But after that, the whereabouts of the tribute were unknown, and it must have been done by Huanyang County, so the old minister asked for orders and sent 100,000 troops to sweep the small county of Huanyang first, capture its county order, and hand it over to the saint!"

"It's nonsense! Although Huanyang County is small, it is the realm of Chuzhou, and the history of Chuzhou and the king of Chuyang have not treated me badly, and they suddenly sent troops, isn't it child's play?" Kan Le waved his hand, "At this time, Jiangnan is in chaos, Maling County is precisely because of Xiao Dingbian, and Fu Heng's two generals sent troops without authorization, and as a result, life and death are unknown, resulting in the loss of the county and the fall into the hands of Green Mei." Now there are three generals who are strangely absent, and although the state is big, it cannot be defeated. Protecting the territory and the people is the right way!"

"What the lord said is extremely true!" At this time, an old minister on the right stood up and stood beside General Gu. "Now that Kyushu is in turmoil, the four seas are in turmoil, the Son of Heaven does not leave the capital, and the matter of tribute, the lord only uses the above table to ask for guilt, and there is no need to investigate it deeply. The right thing now is to preserve the foundation of my Nanzhou, and I will be able to do something in the future, how can I do that bravery?"

"You!" Gu Lao snorted, and then didn't even say hello, and walked away. Kan Le sighed and said, "Hugh has to say more. The state immediately put it on the holy table, and asked for the responsibility of the tribute. Write another state edict and submit it to Chuzhou, so that Lord Assassin Shi and King Chuyang can find out on their own. Hmph, I have heard for a long time that their states and counties are not in harmony, and they all want to be dominant, and now that the tribute is lost in Chuzhou, let him wait for him to figure it out!"

"No!"

From February in early spring to March in Yangchun, the rebellion in the eight townships of Gui'an County has been quelled. Tens of thousands of soldiers and 100,000 people are farming and hoarding in the paddy fields and terraces in the townships and counties. The seeds of Jingyuan rice brought from Huanyang County could still be harvested seven or eight times, and some of the soldiers who had been relegated to the fields still resented, but after a month passed, they slowly subsided.

First, it is the suppression of the absolute strength of the lieutenant generals of Gui'an County. Second, it was Rong Qing who was the main one, and he actually took the lead in farming with Master Si Nong.

After the continuous spring rains, the weather will be warmer tomorrow. Rong Qing and Kang Yun straightened up in a paddy field and exhaled a long breath. At this time, the two of them, both in sackcloth and sackcloth, looked at the mountains and fields that were already dotted with stars, and they both showed knowing smiles. Rong Qing said: "I hope this year will be another good year." This time Jingyuan rice is planted, it can be regarded as a great merit. ”

"Now it's not just Gui'an, but also Huanyang. It was Dongshui County, and the old minister also sent someone to send Shihu seeds. It's a pity that the main public cultivation has not yet been completed, otherwise he would really be able to follow the example of the ancient Shennong, soothe the environment and the people, and return to the heart of the world. Kang Yun was also pleased. Since the chaos in Kyushu, although heroes have emerged in an endless stream, no one has been able to grow Jingyuan rice, so in Kang Yun's heart, he has regarded Rongqing as a generation of Ming Jun.

Mingjun's standard is actually very simple, if he can make the people have enough food and clothing, he is Mingjun. Everything else is empty.

"These fifty acres of land are my lifeline. Although I am farming now, I am busy with political affairs, so I have Lord Lao to help take care of it. Rong Qing glanced at the fruits of his labor this month, and his heart was also very satisfied. In this cultivation, in addition to planting rice, Rong Qing also cultivated millet, beans, hemp, and wheat under the guidance of Kang Yun, each of which has as much as ten acres.

Moreover, when Rong Qing was farming, he was completely single-minded, devoted himself to visualization, into his mind, and devoted his essence to the cultivation of farming. It can be said that if these crops are grown, her Daji Sutra will truly reach the consummation of the Xuan Stage, which will also be of great help to her future cultivation.

"These 50 acres of land can be harvested at the beginning of summer. The ones planted by the lord must be Shennong!" Kang Yun and Rong Qing walked out of the paddy field barefoot together, stepping on the soft mud ground, their faces full of smiles. Rong Qing said: "Where can I talk about Shennong, the ancient Shennong, at least a martial saint, or even a human immortal, I just want to learn their morality and want to do something for the people." ”

Walking to the edge of the cliff with Kang Yun, Rong Qing saw the scene of soldiers and civilians working together on the terraces, the soft sunlight sprinkled down, and everything seemed quiet and peaceful. But this time he didn't deliberately think about it, but Rong Qing was able to immerse himself in it naturally. From ancient times to the present, people have been honored and reproduced from generation to generation.

"Master Kang, you said that if it is peaceful today, I plant wheat and rice, not to lay a foundation, how good would it be?" Rong Qing said suddenly. It seems that her participation in farming as a practice and expansion of her foundation is not wholehearted, and there is a great utilitarian flavor. Therefore, there is some guilt in my heart.

"I don't know it, I'm not a noble person. I don't like to walk in the mud and do all this farm work. I, in fact, am a utilitarian person. ”

"Then how can the lord grow Jingyuan rice that even the former pilgrims didn't grow?" Kang Yun didn't care at all, "Everyone has a utilitarian heart. The lord may have suffered a lot of calamities, so he was blinded by utilitarianism, but being able to speak openly about his heart knots is much more noble than those pseudo-sages. If you look at these people, can you see where the utilitarian benefits are?"

At this time, Rong Qing had not completely recovered from the visualization of the Great Ji Sutra, but only raised his eyes to look at the terraced fields in the mountains, and the farmers and peasant women who worked in them.

They had been walking back and forth in the mud and dung, and many poor men and women had taken off their clothes and trousers and worked in the fields naked. But these images really merged with the ancient farming map in my mind. Because these people are so simple and so hardworking, they have almost forgotten the filth of dung, and they have no shame of being naked.

"Utilitarianism arises only because of the demons of the heart. Rong Qing seems to have finally let go of a long-standing heart tribulation at this moment, for the heart tribulation that was once a dirty girl, the heart knot that grew in the dung and was naked and ashamed. "I'm not ashamed of this! I don't understand until now that I'm not ashamed of this!"

Rong Qing opened his arms, inhaled a mouthful of fishy but fragrant air, and walked out of the shadows of the past.

"Huh?" Kang Yun also seemed to sense a slight change in Rong Qing. "My lord?"

"Ah, I'm a little tired today, go back and rest first. Rong Qing laughed, revealing a mouthful of teeth, looking very sunny. In the past, Rong Qing gave people a feeling of being a little gloomy and old, but now she seems to be gradually merging with her age, and she has the vigor of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

"Drink, drink, drink......" In the barracks, columns of military formations were being drilled, and the generals walked up to a certain sergeant from time to time to point out the movements. After participating in farming for more than a month, the military horses of Baxiang have been reorganized back into the barracks, and Zhuang Zhu and others are also conducting drills and refining for them.

Although these military horses used to pull the mountain, and some were still bandits, they were also military horses from Gui'an County. Therefore, it is not troublesome at all. Today's Gui'an County, there are two generals, Zhuang Zhu and Kong Yanyun, and there are no less than ten grandmaster generals, with more than 10,000 soldiers, which is only stronger than those strong counties.

But there is still a knot in everyone's hearts, that is, it has been less than half a year since the day of Rongqing's sacrifice to the sky. Although without Rongqing, Huanyang, Gui'an and Dongshui counties are still solid, they will also lose the opportunity to compete for hegemony. There is no princess in the town, and the government is built, and the state and county can be transferred to their posts with only a few transfer orders, which is what everyone does not want to see.

"General Zhuang, Taishou Qin Ji came to Gui'an Zhengtang and said that he wanted to invite the lord to meet him!" When Zhuang Zhu was looking through the military books in the big tent, a pawn knelt down by the door of the big tent. Kong Yanyun, who was sitting on the side, glanced at Zhuang Zhu and said, "Qin Ji Bacheng has been to Huanyang and has not seen the lord, so he came to Gui'an County. But now that Qingming has just passed, and the sacrifice day is still far away, why did he come so early?"