In the sixth year of Yonghui, June 30, Wuzhou officials were off in October, and the hour was one moment.

In the study room of the Governor's Mansion of Jinhua Dao, Wu Kang opened the chicken feather letter and took out a letter full of numbers. On the large row of bookshelves, take the book bound by this line, and the "Tang Law Discussion" issued last year. Compare the Arabic numerals, find the corresponding page, find the corresponding column, find the specific word, and transcribe it on a blank paper.

This is a coded letter sent by the Shengshi Beijing Office, and an urgent letter sent from Chang'an through the postal express system. When the postal system was proposed, the imperial court tried to operate for three years, and finally radiated Wuzhou half a year ago. Four months ago, he sent a secret agent to live in the red sorghum wine factory in Beijing. Collecting information from the bigwigs, eating and is no matter how big or small, and the intelligence network is beginning to take shape.

After transcribing all the words, interesting news: on the seventh day of the sixth month, Cui Dunli was appointed as the Zhongshu Provincial Zhongshu Order; On the tenth day of the first month of June, Mei Niang sent her henchman Chu Shenke to secretly go to Chongrenfang to comfort and encourage Li Yifu and encourage him to make persistent efforts.

On June 22, Chang'an County ordered Pei Xingjian to learn that Wang Liwu was abolished. Thinking that the country will have a disaster, he secretly met with Brother Wuji and Chu Suiliang to discuss countermeasures. In the imperial history, Yuan Gongyu noticed and quietly reported to Aunt Yang, and Pei Xingjian was convicted and demoted to the governor of Xizhou.

He was born in the Pei clan in Hedong, and his father Pei Renji was the secretary of the Sui Dynasty Ministry of Rites, and the Guanlongmen valve of the root red Miaozheng. Wu Kang has a good impression of him, the apprentice of the military god Su Lie, a general with brilliant military achievements, and is also called "Confucian General" by later generations.

But you can't figure it out, Li Jiu has made up his mind to start a war with the Guanlongmen valve. Li Yifu was demoted by Brother Wuji, and the edict was forcibly retained, which is the most obvious signal. They are fighting with immortals, you just need to protect yourself, why be a pawn?

I felt that my wrist was warm, I saw the wet white paper, and I couldn't help but smile when I listened to the babbling. I was distracted just now, but I didn't find Qing's mother and daughter, so I got up and hugged her, and praised happily: "Our girl is really amazing, Aya's calligraphy, after the troublesome polishing, surpasses Chu Suiliang in minutes." ”

Qing pouted, rolled her eyes and teased: "Come on, you, our family is tied together, and it is not as good as Chu Suiliang." Hurry up to change clothes, Di Renjie and the eldest grandson arrived, waiting outside the gate. I'm at home with my children, who will accompany you to Changhe Village, Yuzhen or Qinniang? ”

Wu Kang took the towel, wiped the urine stains on his wrists, gathered up the letterhead, and threw the garbage basket. got up and left the desk, asked Qin Niang to change her clothes, and muttered for a while: "Don't follow anyone, I'm going to work, not to go on an outing." On such a poisonous day, stay at home, and save the sun into black charcoal. ”

Yu Yuzhen was slightly disappointed, glanced at her, and asked with interest: "Is Erlang serious about marrying the Shangguan family?" He is only a secretary and a young eunuch, and his granddaughter is not worthy of the fourth grade. Still listen to me, if you have a son-in-law in the future, you will marry a girl with five surnames. ”

Then listen to you, Shangguan Wan'er is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and her private life is not decent, but she is still a virtuous woman with five surnames. nodded perfunctorily, there was no word, and there was a son again. Suddenly, I remembered that Li Chunfeng said face to face, he wouldn't really look like him, and he couldn't give birth to a son, right?

I remember that the old guy is still here, and he has a son in his old age, and the martial arts family will not be extinct. The key is this old age, how late is it, seventy or eighty? Pouted his lips and distracted thoughts, changed into his home clothes, and wore a hat and a sickle. Seeing Di Renjie outside the gate, they greeted each other, rode on a fighting horse, and went to Changhe Village in Nancheng.

Three days ago, we received official documents from Yiwu, Yongkang, Xin'an, and Longqiu, and the summer harvest work was completed. The inferior field gets three dendrobs of rice, and one and a half denders of rice are produced; The fertile land has four buckets of rice and six buckets, and two buckets of rice and three buckets of rice. The average yield per mu is about two hundred, 210 catties of white rice, close to the output of the Song Dynasty.

Exciting news, so excited that I almost cried; Shangguan Yi and Di Renjie were directly in tears; The successful introduction of Champa rice can be celebrated by the whole world. The 20 acres of Changhe Village are Qianshun's Yongye Fields. As the shopkeeper of the prosperous era, he is busy with his feet and does not touch the ground, and he is in charge of the old man Qian.

This year is special, Qian Shun is the receiver, and the Mi family of the string bead tire is darkly knotted. Mr. Qian was furious, and he let go of it in anger, and the summer harvest was delayed. Wu Kang took all his colleagues to experience life in the name of beauty, but in fact, he helped him solve difficulties. After the harvest of these 20 acres, the summer harvest work in Wuzhou came to a successful end.

When they arrived at Changhe Village, the villagers who got the news gathered outside the threshing floor, and there were more than 200 people. For the first time, I listened to the officials, and I had to join in the fun when I worked for the people. Muramasa and Lizheng came, and Mr. Qian brought his family to greet him and greeted him warmly with Wu Kang.

Qian Shun saluted his father, received a cold snort, and bowed his head in embarrassment. The angry daughter-in-law Qian Mishi lowered her head with red eyes, and she wanted to cry. Wu Kang thought that this was not good, and he could understand his father-in-law's mood, but he couldn't do anything more, and directly ordered him to work.

Carrying a sickle into the rice field, everyone watched, divided by two, and put it in one piece. The crowd applauded, this posture is too standard, and if you don't wear official clothes, you are a farmer. The officials did the same, carrying the sickle to the ground, which was obviously much slower.

Li Zheng and the village are shouting, and the people who eat melons help, some harvest, and some carry rice. The atmosphere was in full swing, Mr. Qian was silent, and sighed for a long time: "Send your mother-in-law home, call the whole family of Dalang, and come to collect food." ”

Qian Shun was overjoyed, and walked home with his daughter-in-law, happily closing his mouth: "Erniang, don't cry, Aya finally gave in, or the big guy has face." Don't cry with me, the big guy has been, pregnant women should keep a good mood. ”

Qian Mishi was excited, Ah Weng finally recognized it, and finally boiled it out. During this time, I was at home, and I washed my face with tears all day long, if it weren't for Mrs. Dongyang's enlightenment, I really wanted to hang myself again. wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and muttered: "Duke Wu and Mrs. Wu are good people, you have to do things well." ”

Qian Shun smiled and said nothing, supported with his heart, and replied to his wife in his heart: My life has long been sold to the big guy. Don't knife the mountain oil pot, even if he raises the flag to rebel, I will also take the lead. The three hundred people in Shengshi Security, including Pinglang, are all the dead soldiers of the big guy.

Shangguan Yi in the threshing floor, the scarlet robe stands out from the crowd, and it looks out of place. Suddenly feeling embarrassed, the governor of the third grade is doing Tian Sheweng. The busy scene of the harvest, the laughter of the people, and the naked ridicule.

Shangguan Yi looked at the scholar, took the sickle handed over, strode into the rice field, bent down and began to harvest. Strange posture, helplessness, making everyone laugh. The old face is flushed, Nai Weng does not believe in evil, and it is more difficult to write than not to believe. Gritting his teeth and waving the sickle, the rice stalks fell down one by one, and the tired old waist was really harder than writing.

The sun was scorching and sweaty, Wu Kang was very excited, and his speed became faster and faster. After cutting a trip, he caught up with Guan Yi, slowed down, and asked: "Regarding the abolition of Wang Liwu, what do you think, can Zhaoyi take the throne?" ”

Shangguan Yi frowned, and after thinking about it for a long time, he replied: "The old man is not optimistic about her, and Queen Wang has the support of Taiwei and Chu Suiliang." On the other hand, Wu Zhaoyi has few supporters. Li Yifu, Xu Jingzong, Cui Yixuan, Yuan Gongyu, even if they add Wudu Governor, the right to speak is still too light. ”

Wu Kang reluctantly agreed, and it was really not enough to see it, only that person could make a final decision. The Jinniang clever plan for Mei Niang is about that person, I don't know if she has seen it. I couldn't help but sigh softly and continued to ask, "Tell me, sir, will you support her?" ”

After a long silence, Shangguan Yi was perfunctory: "I'm just a secretary and a young eunuch, it doesn't matter whether I support it or not, and I don't plan to get involved." The old man secretly thought that this was a matter of the saint's family, and no one should point fingers except for the eldest grandson. ”

You're right, but the prime ministers don't have that. They should learn from Cui Dunli, who was born in Guanlongmen, and wrote orders in the official residence, but chose to stay out of the matter, and finally died a good death. After chatting about the matter, he squeezed his eyebrows and smiled: "Mr. is holding a pen, and he can't do rough work, so let's rest cool." ”

** Naked ridicule, Shangguan Yi rolled his eyes and sneered: "Before the Wudu Governor was recommended, he was a farmer, so he was naturally familiar with farming. The Shangguan family is a scholarly family, and his father is Langzhong in the northern part of the former Sui Dynasty, so he naturally does not touch farming. ”

Wu Kang was noncommittal, and said with a smile: "I secretly think that those who are scholarly should also know about farming." Agriculture is the foundation of the country, and if you are an official who does not know agriculture, you will not understand the life of the people. The limbs are not diligent, the grains are not divided, like Emperor Jin Hui, why not eat minced meat? ”

**Naked ridicule, this is scolding me, Shangguan Yi is very angry. I don't know how to refute it, I have anger in my heart, I use too much force, and I oops. Throwing the sickle, covering the legs, sharpening the sickle, cutting the robe, cutting the legs, grinning in pain.

This was embarrassing, Wu Kang dropped the sickle and carried him to the threshing floor. He took out the dagger at his waist and lifted the crimson official robe, revealing a hideous wound. Cutting the clothes around him, Qian Shun brought alcohol, and together with the medical doctor, he urgently disinfected it.

When the wound was stitched up, he roared like a pig, Wu Kang couldn't help it, and snorted: "I, Mr. Shangguan, don't be so exaggerated, I'll be injured." Look at the scar on his face, when he first stitched it up, he didn't say a word. ”

Shangguan Yi was angry: "You are just a horseman, a reckless man with rough skin and thick meat, and the old man can't compare." Tian Shenu still laughs... I'm angry with me, I want to marry my granddaughter, let's die of this heart... Oops, it hurts the old man to death. ”

Wu Kang couldn't cry or laugh, so he refused, but it didn't matter. Cui Qing is not happy, even if the marriage is decided, when your old incident happens, Mei Niang will intervene. The bamboo basket is empty, poor Shangguan Wan'er, she can't be my daughter-in-law.

After the wound was stitched up, the security guard carried him to the haystack and moved a low stool for him to sit on. Wu Kang was not in the mood to work, so he moved a stool by himself and drank water and chatted with him. Seeing him grinning and his white face slightly distorted, he felt very cola.

Time passed, and the rice fields were harvested. Erxian took the security guard and picked up the ears of rice in the field; Pinglang took the official errand and spread the rice stalks in the threshing floor; Qian Shun led the ploughing ox and put on a big stone. Wielding a horsewhip, constantly spinning in circles, crushing over and over again.

The heavy and rolling stone stone attracted Shangguan Yi's attention, and Wu Kang helped him up. The stone pillar with a thick cylinder mouth is horizontally carved out of the ravine, and the two ends of the cylinder are hollowed out. The outside is a square wooden frame, and two pegs protrude from the inside, which are inserted in the round holes of the stone.

The wooden frame is hung with hemp rope, and the bullock pulls the circle and crushes the rice stalk all over and over again. Shangguan Yi pondered it carefully, and quickly praised it: "This thing is very good, crush the rice stalks, and grind out the rice." It's less labor-intensive than a flail, it's faster, and it's a good thing. If the old man wants to report to the imperial court, he must vigorously promote it, who invented it? ”

Wu Kang was a little confused, could it be that Datang didn't have a stone, this was very unscientific. There have been news reports that large stone stones have been unearthed in Shaanxi, and the experts are from the Han Dynasty. I'm sorry though, but it's not my invention. Back in the previous life, before the appearance of threshers, they were all cows or tractors, pulling rocks and running all over the field.

At that time, every family had a stone stone, but when it crossed, it withdrew from the stage of history. And Shangguanyi's flail is a long wooden stick, tied to a wooden stick with iron chains. The man wields a long stick and a short stick strikes the rice pile, separating the rice.

At the same time, it is also a weapon, the originator of nunchucks and nunchucks, the favorite of cavalry, and a must-have for soldiers defending the city. In the so-called siege battle, the enemy climbs to the top of the city and kills him with weapons. However, if you want to destroy the enemy, you must be able to see the enemy, such as holding a knife in your hand, and you can only wait for the enemy to show their heads.

The flail does not need to see people, the short stick is alive, and if it is smashed against the city, it can be smashed to death. In the same way, it is also a nightmare for shield soldiers, after shrinking the shield on their heads, their heads are still bleeding. Wu Kang and the security team have been practicing hard recently, and they are more lethal than horizontal knives, so don't make moves, just smash hard. Later, it became the standard, hundreds of flail wielded, think about the blood boiling.

Listening to Shangguan Yi's shout, he gradually came back to his senses and saw that his eyes were anxious. After hesitating for a moment, he admitted with a cheeky face: "By chance, I came up with this idea on a whim, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, which makes Mr. laugh." Last year, it was promoted in Wuzhou, but unfortunately there were few cattle and horses, and the villagers lined up to use it. ”

Shangguan Yi was dumbfounded, aren't you a martial artist, how can you think of Shi Yan? However, when he thought of Yonghui Plough, he was gradually relieved, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Governor Wudu, and make another great meritorious service." Retracting what he said just now, the marriage between Wududu's son-in-law and the old man's granddaughter can be discussed. Wait until you return to the capital, ask for Chun'er's opinion, and then give Zhun Xin'er. ”

It's kind of interesting, Wu Kang hehe, the old guy was shocked. Think about it, stone is a threshing tool, whether it is wheat or corn, it can be used perfectly. If there are really no cattle and horses, do a good job of lubrication, and the two big men can also pull.

In the center of the threshing floor, Qian Shun drove the cattle out of the field, and everyone turned them with wooden branches. Turn the rice stalk over and crush it with a stone. In about two quarters of an hour, the wooden branches pick up the straw, and part of it is piled up as fodder for cattle and horses; Some of them are transported to the fields and burned in piles, and the ashes of the plants and trees are used as fertilizer.

There is a bad taste, or a provincial decree is issued to prohibit the burning of straw. Thinking of this, he laughed out loud, and if he really gave that order, he would definitely be scolded to death by the people. The "Wuzhou Qingtian", which is easy to save, becomes a "Wuzhou stolen official" in seconds.

Shangguan Yi stroked his goatee, satisfied with his performance, it seems that he really wants to get married, and look at his beauty. This must be taken care of, given to the unborn granddaughter, and strive for the greatest benefits. The object of marriage must be the eldest son, otherwise there is no need to talk.

The rice was piled up in the threshing floor, and the rice stalks were continued to be milled until the end of noon, when all the rice was milled out. Everyone worked together to move a large pile of rice to the center of the field and build it in the shape of a long wall. God is very face-saving, a light breeze blew, and Mr. Qian made his debut.

Spit on your palms, rub your palms, and recognize the direction of the wind. Take a wooden shovel, shovel rice, and raise it to the sky. The wind blows the rice husk, the white rice falls, crisp ticking, the most beautiful movement. Shangguan Yi was circled, staring at the flying wooden shovel, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

During the Zhenguan period, he was in Yangzhou, assisting Yang Rengong, the governor of Yangzhou, and knew the rice husking process. First, it is beaten with a flail, and the straw is separated from the rice; Then use rice to pound and separate the chaff and white rice. Rice was manual work, and in the Qin and Han dynasties, it was even a punishment. Liu Bang's Mrs. Qi was punished by Lu Pheasant and made a "Song".

In the Tang Dynasty, water was popular, and there were still great limitations in being able to use water power to make rice. First, the cost is very high, and secondly, it is difficult to fully popularize the construction next to the river. Now there is a stone stone, which can be done in one step, and it is also an agricultural event. Thinking of this, he turned his head and stared at Wu Kang: "This shelling method is also an invention of change?" ”

It's kind of funny, the names have changed, and they all call my words. It's a step closer, but I'm sorry, I didn't invent it. It is a routine that the working people of later generations have accumulated experience and experience and explored. However, if you don't have a face once, you can have twice, so you nod your conscience.

Shangguan Yi's eyes glowed golden, his breathing began to be short, and he stroked his goatee: "Regarding the marriage, don't wait for the news, the old man decides now." Within twenty years, if you have the eldest son and I have a granddaughter, you will be married. ”

Wu Kang smiled, respectfully hugged his fists, you are really powerful. Qian Shun came over and smiled and saluted: "Wu Gong doesn't know, my family is a master, and others take time and effort to raise the field, and the adults are caught." Therefore, the people in our village asked the adults to help and give some rice as a reward. ”

This is more interesting, Wu Kang is straight, thinking of his grandfather in his previous life. It is also a master of Yangchang, every harvest season, the villagers come over with wine, call me a master, and go to Yangchang for me. It's a pity that the old man left early, and he only saw it on the posthumous portrait.

sighed, collected his thoughts, and saw that Shangguan Yi was excited, and decided to shock him again. Immediately instructed Qian Shun to go to the house to get rice horses, which are also agricultural weapons. Qian went as promised, Shangguan Yi was in the clouds, what kind of horse is Yangma?

In about half an hour, the real thing was moved over, and the shape was like a boat: the head and tail were upturned, and the back was like a tile, for one person to sit on. Wu Kang began to explain that this is a tool for planting and pulling seedlings when planting rice. Let Qian Shun demonstrate: plant seedlings, put the seedlings on the bow of the boat, take them with the right hand, and insert them in the field. Steer the horse with both feet, and gradually move backwards; Pull seedlings, pull seedlings with both hands, tie them into turns, and place them in the back warehouse of the ship.

To improve work efficiency and reduce labor intensity, it was invented and popularized last year. Wu Kang secretly thought that it appeared in the middle and late Tang Dynasty and was very popular in the Northern Song Dynasty. The great writer Su Dongpo once wrote "Preface to the Song of the Horses" to promote this thing.

Shangguan Yi was numb, and spoke directly: When you return to the city, you will sign the marriage contract for a period of twenty years. If the husband has no granddaughter, or you have no son-in-law, the marriage contract will be invalid.

It's a little interesting, Wu Kang nodded in agreement, and his mind was racing, and bad ideas swelled up. Now that you are engaged, then abolish Wang Liwu, and you can also contribute. coughed dryly twice, and lowered his voice: "Sir, you know, Zhaoyi is my sister, can you help her." ”

Shangguan Yi groaned, and finally shook his head: "There are too many risks in this matter, if I support Zhaoyi, in case I fail... The revenge of the Guanlongmen valve, the Shangguan family is no better than the Qinghe Cui family, and they can't afford it at all. Don't persuade it to change, the old man stayed out of the matter, neither in favor nor against. ”

Mingzhe protects himself, understandably, he doesn't dare to gamble. At this time, there were bursts of cheers in the threshing floor, and all the rice was raised, and the white rice was really pleasing. Everyone worked together, loaded sacks into trucks, collected rice bran and piled haystacks.

The effect of the show was good, and it was decided to add more fire, signaled everyone to be quiet, and strode into the field: "The imperial court is particularly generous, Wuzhou will be harvested in the summer this year, and you can not pay the field rent." Folks, the emperor's grace is mighty, cheer to your heart's content! ”

In less than five seconds, the house burst into full color, and everyone was completely **. I don't know who started singing Wuzhou folk songs, singing and dancing for a while. The good guy is too enthusiastic, men, women and children dance, the whole group of demons dances, and he laughs with joy.

Soon he couldn't laugh, and Uncle Qian and the three old men couldn't help but pull him into the group. The clumsy body, the stiff dance steps, and the officials who provoke it are hilarious. Wu Kang is also happy, if you die, you all come down for me to dance, and Shangguan Yi is no exception.

Everyone went crazy, and the villagers surrounded the officials, and the officials gradually let go, learning to sing and dance. The whole threshing floor, the demons danced... WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature" to see, talk about life, and find confidants~