The rain, like a bright silver thread, intertwines into a soft water curtain that lights up the spring flowers. The peach and plum compete for beauty, like a dancing twenty-eight girl, hands and feet stretched little by little, little by little, birds and birds began to jump on the branches, eaves, walls and afternoon haystacks, squeaking and calling non-stop, although the world has not yet changed into new clothes, but a few yellow gold buds on the branches reveal a little hope for new life sprouting.

Spring ploughing is imminent, and at this time in previous years, the beginning of spring is the celebration of welcoming spring and praying for a good harvest. The government, the county officials, whether they are good or bad, must be busy going out to persuade farmers to cultivate mulberry, catch a gong and drum in the township in the east, and talk about some mulberry and hemp in the neighbors in the west.

Agriculture is the foundation of the country.

Eating is the number one priority in the world.

Jingkang, which has thousands of years of farming tradition, burns incense to worship the emperor's thick soil, that is, it must not be disrespectful, insincere, forget to sow seeds, forget to loosen the soil, forget to fertilize.

Before the rain stopped, the farming season began.

Under the spring rain, Li Hu stood in the field with a cloak, and a junior student tried to plough the ox with him, and the two pulled the plow handle, dragged forward by the ox, and looked down to see the depth of the plow marks. The head of the land, back and forth a few times, saw noon, the rain stopped, more and more people in the field, an invited Dongxia peasant official stood in front of a bunch of peasant tenants, smashing spears, seeing how deep the light rain fell, and teaching the law that some ordinary farmers are not easy to summarize: "Autumn ploughing is deep, spring ploughing is shallow......

Why is autumn ploughing deep? Autumn ploughing has to survive the cold winter, and the time is long.

Li Hu came back for a trip, continued to plow the land with the ox, hung up his ears, and recited a word himself: "Spring ploughing is like turning cakes, and autumn ploughing is like digging a well." One loaf is thick, the other is thick, and it is deep. ”

In the border area of three crops in two years and one cropping in one year, spring ploughing accounts for a small half, and although the North Plain is further north, in addition to planting beans and some specific crops, almost all of them are autumn ploughing, but where the autumn ploughing is mistaken, the spring sowing of the next year, it is called replanting, one cropping a year and three cropping in two years, the output is very different, and the gap is widened. Moreover, the wheat on both sides, even the seeds, are different.

The barley has to be planted in the spring.

Summer wheat can be planted in autumn.

Everyone originally thought that Dongxia was a country of nomads, and when they heard the Dongxia people talk to them about farming in turn, they all had a feeling like a needle prick.

But the opportunity is rare, there are farmers in heaven and earth, and farming is the lowest job.

In addition to discussing a few words in the village scene, the family has been passed down from father to son, and few scholars have come to the field to study carefully, some people have planted the land all their lives, and the land is planted well, but they can't say it, they can't teach it, and when people die, their children and grandchildren will plant the land in a bad way. As soon as it is said that the owner has invited someone to teach farming, the hired farmer mutters that who can't farm, but teaching agriculture in public is also a hard-won opportunity for farmers, and everyone is staring with bated breath.

The Dongxia people are indeed very particular.

Spring ploughing is like turning cakes, and Jingkang also has similar songs.

But how thick this cake is, the scale is different, how many years in Jingkang, purely by feeling, only the Dongxia people, pounding entropy to measure the temperature, have to set a thickness.

They demand plant density, slope furrows, regular watering, fertilization, not by God, nor entirely by the eyesight of the old farmers.

Li Hu was originally scheduled to go to Baojun, but he wanted to participate in spring ploughing, and he had to rub it back and forth, and he wanted to rub it after spring ploughing.

Li Duocai held his sleeves and watched on the road opposite Tian. He watched, and Fang Hai and Li Yuanyang also watched.

Fang Hai and Li Yuanyang are now looking forward to Li Duocai's horses, Li Hu is plowing the fields, they can't be idle, they have been in the field for a long time, and they have to be free at this time, and they are idle, and they are wondering: "This kind of land." Why is he so addicted? It's either a plow or a mud. Fun or not? ”

Li Duocai said softly: "His father beat the little teacher." I knew that his father took him to his farm, and there my father and son said, "This land grows food, and it can feed all living beings, think about how amazing it is, do you know why grain and grass can grow on the ground, and why nothing grows on some land?" Ah Hu went to Gao Xian to go to school, and the traitor Teacher Xiong told his father every year that Li Hu was not good at studying and was farming in a panic. ”

Yang Yanyan picked a picker to deliver tea, dangling from afar.

As soon as Li Yuanyang twisted his face and saw it, he couldn't help it, suppressed his voice, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth: "They have to come out of your plough and I will deliver water." Old uncle. What do you think you can do? You said that in the future, if people know that those enemy enemies will not die of laughter? His father's face was damaged. ”

Li Duocai said again: "His father let it." How dare I persuade? ”

Yang Yanyan passed by him and shouted "uncle" crisply.

Li Duocai responded and whispered to Li Yuanyang: "Find a few female gentlemen for her." Not to mention Li Hu, her family is not short of money now. ”

Li Yuanyang said: "Still looking, isn't Heyser teaching her?" ”

Li Duocai was dissatisfied, and lowered his voice and said: "That Hai Sail ancestor is a leather hat, and she only knows Braille in her generation, what can she teach?" ”

Fang Hai hurriedly said, "There is no way to find someone in our county. Ask someone to find it, think about it, doesn't the owner want to persuade the government to open a school together? Let him also invite a female teacher when he opens the school. ”

Li Duocai sneered and said, "Open a fart." The government wanted to build canals and recruit people, and the edict had already been issued. I can't take care of it during the busy farming season. Still have the energy to open a school? ”

He turned his head to look at it, as if he had seen the county seat.

It's very different from the farming in the fields.

In the county seat, the people in all townships and pavilions were silent.

The county magistrate can only sit in the second seat.

At the local meeting, Miao Baotian sat at the top, although he didn't talk much, he had a black face, which made a group of squires tremble.

The number of servitudes to be levied in the county has been preliminarily determined.

Wuxian ordered it to be distributed again, and every time the name and number of people in a township pavilion were recited, someone had a black face, panting, and looked straight ahead.

After reading for a long time, near the end, someone shouted: "Lord County." Can you go again in April? ”

Wuxian Ling also knew what this amount meant, and said, "No." The boss asked me to sign and draw a pledge, and I can't get out, but I can't get out. ”

After saying a sentence, everyone felt that it was not a joke, so they suddenly fell silent.

Immediately afterward, someone said, "If you want to go, you can do it." But you can't drain Ding Zhuang away. After taking it away, what should I do at home? Wuxian Ling smiled bitterly and said, "I know what to do? We're still plugged here, and other places are worse than ours...... Go, go. This envoy made it very powerful, and the government also knew that it was not a money. ”

Miao Baotian shouted loudly and interrupted in the air: "Where is the envoy paying money?" Tell me, from ancient times to the present, where is the money? ”

The leader of Dongxia's side is here.

He stood up, shook his thick shoulders, and sneered, "Didn't you learn from our Dongxia Mansion?" However, we Dongxia people are not under your control, and those who do not pay money are voluntary in everyone, unless you go to us to make the chief officer. As long as we talk to the top, we don't want money. ”

Miao Baotian was furious and shouted: "Don't forget whose realm this is, you are voluntary, you are all willing to learn from you?" Don't go, there's steel knives waiting. ”

The leader laughed and said, "As if we don't have a steel knife, we Dongxia people will kill and injure one for no reason, and our king will come back." The soldiers and horses are overwhelming, ask you one, I think your court can not hesitate to use your head to retreat 100,000 enemy soldiers. ”

He demanded: "Brothers, let's go." ”

Several of the arrows immediately stood up and followed him out.

Miao Baotian was so angry that his face was twitching.

Wuxian Ling persuaded him: "General Miao, you are angry with them, you can't do it, they are right, they lost the Northern Plains last year, so they are not waiting to find an excuse to kill them back?" ”

Miao Baotian turned his face and said, "You are soft, don't blame me." As mentioned above, the army should do its best to help local officials complete the recruitment. You don't insist on it yourself. At this point, he demanded, "They can still speak." Your parents in a county, you have to be fair in front of everyone, but what about Li Hu's stone field? I heard that he is still hiring. He's all running thousands, isn't there anyone? Ben kept an eye on him, telling him to take his work with him. ”