When Fei Qian brandished a sickle and symbolically cut off the mature Zhuang He on the field outside Pingyang that nominally belonged to Fei Qian's own, the curtain of the autumn harvest officially opened.

Nongsang, at all times, are the foundation of the foundation.

Only labor is real, and only laborers can make people feel the closest to life, a living person around them.

Therefore, even the Son of Heaven will personally go down to the fields to farm in spring and autumn, and Fei Qian naturally needs to do the same.

Friendly to the people, some ceremonies may seem cumbersome, but they are also necessary.

In fact, when you stand on the ridge of the field, shrink in the shade of the tree, and watch others work, of course, you are full of joy, and the feeling of happiness in the face of the harvest will make most people overflow from the satisfaction of their hearts, but when you really stand in the field, there is not so much happiness.

Mai Mang is very sharp, and can even easily pierce through the Ge cloth into the skin, a piercing is a small red spot, painful and itchy, even if Fei Qian and the north have experienced wind and sand, there is not much resistance, and after a while, the legs and hands are pierced with pieces of red spots.

The sickle is also not easy to use, if you are not skilled, the force is light, and the wheat stalk is cut, and the force is heavy, because the sickle is a reverse edge, so it is easy to cut yourself......

The fishy smell of the earth accompanied the footsteps, steaming directly to the face and nose.

Sweat rushed out of the head, from every pore on the body, and then along the roots of the hair, along the cheeks, along the skin, with every step, with every swing of the sickle, dripping to the ground.

It's heavy labor.

But it is also a moment of happiness.

At least the people of Pingyang, the surrounding farmers, and the soldiers on the side all watched happily as Fei Qian and his wife cut wheat in the field.

Huang Yueying wrapped her head in arrowroot cloth, wore a kudzu cloth robe, followed Fei Qian, collected the wheat stalks that Fei Qian had cut to the ground, and then tied them up, also panting and sweating profusely.

“…… It is good and good, and it carries the south acre. Sow a hundred grains, and live ......"

“…… The decay of the grass stops, and the millet grows and stops. Gained, accumulated, chestnut ......"

“…… Its worship is like a crow, and its is like a ctenophore. To open a hundred rooms, a hundred rooms to stop ......"

On the ridge, behind the soldiers who lined up to escort them, it seemed to be the students in the school palace, chanting loudly, which suddenly attracted bursts of echoing voices.

"General Zhengxi is also so condescending to work, we should be more diligent!"

"Nongsang is not a country! General Zhengxi did it himself, and with such great attention, a bumper harvest in autumn can be expected......"

"General Zhengxi's hard work! The Han Dynasty has such virtuous ministers and good generals, why worry about the uncertain society and the restless world? ”

"That's it, it's ......"

While talking happily, everyone looked at Fei Qian and Huang Yueying in the field, as if they were in the zoo of later generations, standing outside the railing, chattering, watching two mud monkeys, a male and a female, plowing the ground......

...... of orange and wheat husks

Have you paid for the tickets?

At this moment, Fei Qian doesn't have much strength to complain, and he doesn't care about any poetry, or the demeanor of a general who marches to the west, at this moment, he doesn't have such a mood at all.

Bending over and bowing his head for a long time has made Fei Qian's waist feel sore and swollen, and at the same time, hundreds of repeated swings of his arms have also overwhelmed his arms and shoulder blades, and Fei Qian seems to be able to hear the mournful roar of muscles and bones every time he swings the sickle......

Fortunately, the piece of land that Fei Qian picked was not very large, and he gritted his teeth and persevered, and finally arrived at the ground. When Fei Qian cut the last tuft of wheat stalks in front of him to the ground, accompanied by the voice of the ceremonial officer like an aria, Fei Qian's ceremony of this autumn harvest ceremony was officially over.

Fei Qian shook before he stopped, and slowly straightened up.

There was no way, the waist pole was already all stiff, and after finally standing up straight, Fei Qian barely showed some smiles, nodded at the surroundings, and handed the sickle to the guards on the side, turned around, hugged Huang Yueying, and staggered to the field slightly, sitting on the floor that had been laid.

A group of guards hurriedly erected the curtains that had been prepared in front of Fei Qian, left and right, covered Fei Qian and his wife in the curtains, and then guarded the left and right......

It could be said to be a show before, so naturally the more people see it, the better, but now that the performance is over, the tired appearance of the two people can no longer be shown under everyone's noses.

Fei Qian panted, let the maid kneeling beside her, wipe her head and face with the wet wipes that had been twisted a long time ago, and poured two bowls of water in succession before she eased up slightly, and then straightened her arms and let the maid slowly take off her long gloves.

The simple gloves made of Gebu are already a little tattered under the cutting of wheat leaves, and it is conceivable that if there were no gloves, the tattered ones would be the backs of their palms and hands.

"How?" Fei Qian turned his head and asked Huang Yueying, "You haven't been cut, have you?" ”

Huang Yueying also took off the Gebu gloves by the maid, then looked at them and said, "...... OK...... This glove is not bad...... Lang Jun, if it's ......"

Fei Qian shook his head and said, "...... It's good, but they're reluctant to ......."

Where would the average farmer be willing to use arrowroot cloth to make gloves?

Huang Yueying also understood when she heard this, so she didn't say anything anymore, but just sighed lowly.

Fei Qian smiled: "Don't worry, compared to this glove, the plow at home is more practical...... In these two days, it can be handed over to the large workshop for mass production, and after the autumn harvest, in Pingyang and Yinshan, the trial will be ......"

Huang Yueying's eyes widened and said, "That plowshare? Didn't Lang Jun say some time ago that he needed some improvement? ”

"While trying, change the ......" Fei Qian smiled, half serious and half quipped, "If it is done, this Huang's plough will be famous all over the world......

Huang Yueying blinked her eyes, pondered for a moment, and then said with some fidgeting: "...... Pimp...... I want to go back first......"

"Want to go back and look at it again and revise it? Okay, you can go back first......" Fei Qian said, "Shi Yuan said that it was almost there, I will wait for him here......"

Huang Yueying got Fei Qian's approval, so she took people and hurriedly returned to the mansion. Obviously, although Fei Qian said a little exaggerated, Huang Yueying was quite serious.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, although there were iron tools and ox ploughing, but the iron farming tools at that time were mostly small shovels, hoes, hoes, etc., the number of iron plows was very small, and the shape was primitive, and the promotion of ox ploughing was still very preliminary, until the Han Dynasty, marked by the invention and promotion of the "coupling plow", the iron plough ox ploughing was popularized in the Yellow River Basin, and was popularized to other regions.

However, the coupling plow is inevitably too cumbersome, and because of the requirements of livestock, it can not be borne by most farmers, so the curved plow can be regarded as an earth-shattering invention for this era.

However, the problem is that although Fei Qian knows that the curved plough is better than the coupling plough or the straight plough, he does not have an intuitive concept and impression, and even the structure and layout of the foundation are not very clear.

Under such circumstances, how to turn the simple three words of this Quyuan plough from words into real objects has become a research topic in Huang Yueying's small workshop.

Huang Yueying thought that the Quyuan plough described by Fei Qian would indeed be better and simpler than the coupling plough used at the moment, so she burst out with considerable enthusiasm and took the craftsman to study it in the small workshop in the mansion, but it was easy to say, but it was not easy to really make it.

How long should the plough be, how much is the arc of the plow, how sharp and angular the plow should be, and how much should the plow tip be self-reliant or tilted......

These have to be experimented with little by little.

The piece of land on the side of the small workshop in the backyard of the house has been plowed back and forth I don't know how many times.

The plow was opened, then turned back, tamped, and ploughed again, and just like that, it took nearly a year......

Luckily, at least Fidive knows a direction in general.

It may not be in the most perfect state, but now it's time to take it out.

The population is increasing, the demand for food is also increasing, if the yield per mu can not be expanded, then it means to increase the planting area, and the expansion of the cultivated area will increase the labor cost of management, in conversion, it is better to use some other technologies to improve the current yield per unit area is more cost-effective......

For example, the curved plow, and the manure.

The curved plough can increase the depth of ploughing, save manpower, and virtually increase the fineness of tillage, at least increase the original yield by about two percent. The manure is to supplement the field power, which can allow crops to be cultivated in a more intensive way, and normally speaking, it can also increase the yield per mu by at least one or two percent......

Although there was an agronomist named Bi Shengzhi who proposed that "those who can't dung in thin fields should be planted with raw silkworms and mixed grasses, and the grass will not be insects", and also formulated a series of formulas for manure fields, just like a traditional Chinese medicine decoction for the field, such as "one stone of horse bone file, three stones of water, and three boils of boiling; Rinse the water and stain five pieces of aconite with juice", etc., but unfortunately it was not widely spread, and even such a method was treasured by those who learned about it, and it was not easy to show it......

This kind of behavior can only make people cry out in vain.

Therefore, manure is also a new technology for the vast majority of farmers in the Han Dynasty......

Now, the area north of Binh Duong is basically stable, so after the autumn harvest, these new technologies can be taken out and used to prepare for next year.

Whether it is Hongnong, Guanzhong, or even Jizhou, at this point in time, I am afraid that I am more concerned about how many soldiers Fei Qian has and how to mobilize soldiers and horses......

And when these people come back to their senses and begin to notice that there is something wrong with Fidhan's grain production, I am afraid that one season has passed, or even two or three seasons later, once this gap is opened, it may not be too late to catch up.

What's more, Fei Qian still has something in his hand......

"See the ...... of the Princes"

Pang Tong, led by the guards, came to the tent and bowed his hand.

"Shiyuan is here, come, sit ......"

Fei Qian waved his hand, asked the maids on the side to retreat first, and then said, "How long has it been?" ”

Pang Tongyi's face was serious, and he put on a look of looking at his nose and nose, and after the maids walked out of the curtain, he smiled and resumed his hippie smile: "...... It's been there a long time ago...... The big drama of the general Zhengxi, how can it be considered thorough......"

"If you want to drink water, ......pour it yourself," Fei Qian sighed, didn't bother to pay attention to Pang Tong's ridicule, and asked, "How do you feel about going to Yinshan?" ”

Pang Tong was not polite, he took the jug himself, poured a bowl, and then drank it before saying: "Zuo Yuanfang is really extraordinary!" Open the altar to teach, spread the water, and burn the charm to eliminate disasters...... At this time in Yinshan, the generations of Montenegro have no anger. Not only that, but he was also regarded as a wise man by the Hu people, and he was in awe, and he did not hesitate to travel long distances just to get a ......."

"Say whatever you want...... Fei Qian said.

"People's hearts are easy to confuse......" Pang Tong glanced at Fei Qian, and then said, "Zuo Yuanfang is a smart person, maybe it's okay, but after that, ...... But you can't help but ......."

In fact, it was not that Pang Tong believed in how smart Zuo Ci was, but that he saw the four Taoist priests who were guarding Zuo Ci on his left and right, and who were originally soldiers of the Jingxiang Huang clan, but now they were wearing Taoist robes.

With these four personal guards, Zuo Ci wants to do something, I'm afraid it's a little difficult.

"Zuo Yuan ......" Fei Qian thought for a while and said slowly, "After the spring ploughing in Yinshan next year, you can transfer it back...... At that time, it will be located in the west of Pingyang, and another road palace will be opened...... When necessary, the dispatch will be carried out...... As for the Yinshan Daoye, if you send someone else, you will change it every two years......"

There is nothing wrong with the human heart being easily deceived, but it is also forgetful.

The people of Montenegro have just migrated to Yinshan, everything is starting over, everything has to be built from scratch, it is a time of uncertainty and extreme insecurity, Zuo Ci's arrival just makes up for this psychological need and lack.

Therefore, it is reasonable that the people of Yinshan accepted Zuo Ci so quickly.

But just like Pang Tong reminded, a person like Zuo Ci, who is extremely demagogic, really can't stay in one place for too long......

When there is no food and clothing, and there is no hope, the people who have nothing are the easiest to be agitated, and if they are not careful, they will spread into a monstrous flame because of a small thing, but when there is an industry, a seedling in front of them, and the hope of autumn, it is naturally not so easy to go to the extreme.

Therefore, when the people of Montenegro can clearly see the possibility of survival, the possibility of re-rioting will gradually decrease.

"What the prince said is very ...... Besides......" Pang Tong pondered for a while and said, "it is inevitable that you will be widowed after repeated battles...... At the time of the autumn harvest, you can choose a warrior and march with a strategy...... I wonder if the prince thinks so? ”

Military matching, that is, in the name of the general of Zhengxi, assigned marriage to those lonely men and widows.

When Fei Qianyan heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, after all, he was still careful, he couldn't think of this, and immediately nodded and said: "This strategy is very good!" A certain immediately ordered the selection of personnel, in the autumn season, in the suburbs of Pingyang, marching with the ceremony! ”

The people's hearts are built in these bits and pieces.

With a family business, with care, with hope, it is to be a cow and a horse, even if it is hard, even if it is risked to give up its life, it will be silent and grit its teeth to move forward, in order to be able to give his wife and children and support a piece of the world......

From ancient times to the present, Chinese men are as good as that.