In the following days, Song Youliang began to exercise every day at dawn, this body was too weak, and it was difficult to survive in such a troubled era as the end of the Ming Dynasty. On the wall of Song Youliang's house hangs a Yanling knife, which is said to be an ancestral treasure knife, which is made of hundreds of steel, and sharpens iron like mud. Song Qianjin saw that Song Youliang had the intention to practice martial arts, so he passed the Yanling knife to Song Youliang, and since then, Song Youliang has been dancing every day, and his body has become stronger day by day.

Song Youliang's knife technique is the famous Eight Blades of Breaking Blades, "Split the blade head-on, and swing it horizontally to block the waist." The wind swept the autumn leaves, and the enemy could not escape. The stride is like a thunderstorm, and the chain of willows is cut obliquely. Left and right protection, with quick take, move to change the shape of the bayonet~~" Song Youliang read the knife mantra loudly while dancing the Yanling knife with a whining sound

At this time, two heads suddenly poked out at the gate of the courtyard, about the same age as themselves, and probed their brains into the courtyard, and the memory of their previous life told Song Youliang that these two people were his little followers, the square-headed and big-mouthed name was Xu Erduo, and the sharp-mouthed monkey gills were named Zhang Shishi, they were all children of military households in Haiyang, Xu Erduo was the son of Xu Renbiao, a deputy thousand households, and Zhang Shishi was the son of Zhang Guishan, who had been playing with him since he was a child, and he was a follower set when he was a child. The two of them were also accompanied by the two of them to play in Kunyu Mountain, because the two of them did not protect the master well, Song Qianjin opened the buttocks of the two of them, and they couldn't get out of bed for two months. Although Xu Renbiao, the deputy Qianhu, and Zhang Guishan, the suppressor, were distressed, they were helpless. The two wanted to come and see how Song Youliang's injury was, but they were afraid that Song Qianhu was still angry, so they only dared to probe their brains at the door

"Come in~~" Song Youliang put the knife into the sheath and beckoned to Xu Erduo and Zhang Shi

"Young Master~~You~~Are you okay~~" Xu Erduo asked cautiously

"It's okay, you don't have to be afraid~" Song Youliang said with a smile

"Young master, what kind of knife technique did you play just now~~" Zhang Shiye also asked

"Eight Swords~~"

"What a majestic name~~" Zhang Shishi said with a flattering smile

"You want to learn? I can teach you~~" Song Youliang said with a smile

"We are stupid, where can we learn~~" Xu Erduo also smiled, seeing that the young master was fine, Xu Erduo and Zhang Shishi felt a lot more at ease

Song Youliang took out his opinion coat from the house, put it on his body, and said: "I'm almost moldy at home~ You accompany me to go outside for a walk~"

"I'm going out again~" Xu Erduo's scalp was numb, Zhang Shi subconsciously touched his newly healed buttocks, if the second young master Song had another accident, he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

"What are you doing? Don't lead the horse yet~~" Song Youliang showed anger on his face, because the memory of his previous life told Song Youliang that because of his father Song Qianjin's doting, he has been a short-tempered and obedient person since he was a child

Xu Erduo didn't dare to slack off, so he could only go to the stable with Zhang Shi to lead an old horse, thinking that the old horse couldn't run fast and was not easy to have an accident

In Song Youliang's view, the whole Haiyang is like a small medieval castle seen in a movie, with mossy walls, low houses, enemy towers in disrepair, and narrow, dirty, muddy streets. Along the way, there were constantly people wearing military uniforms and those not wearing military uniforms saluting Song Youliang and greeting Song Gongzi well. Everyone knows that Song Qianjin is notoriously doting on this son, and Song Youliang is the heir of the next Qianhu and can't afford to offend.

Out of the castle, Song Youliang happened to see his father Song Qianjin directing the tenants to sow seeds in the fields. Song Qianjin's thousand households were similar to the thousands of households in other guard posts in the Ming Dynasty during this period, the same as the ordinary military households to enrich themselves, the sergeants' tuntian was invaded by the generals, and the generals asked the sergeants to farm and plough for them, and even let the sergeants fish and collect wood for them and sell smuggled goods. Sergeants have become tools and drudgery in their hands. There are more than 300 military households in Hai Duong, with 1,120 people, and there are about 900 people in Haiyang, excluding factors such as empty salaries. Among these 900 people, almost half of them farmed for the Song family, and half of the tuntian in Haiyang was also plundered by the Song family.

Not far from the castle, you can see a series of farmland. Song Qianjin proudly pointed to the fields and said with a smile: "Youliang, these fields belong to our Song family, and they will all be yours in the future~~ It's just that you have to work hard~~"

"Why?" Song Youliang was puzzled

"Water~~~" Song Qianjin frowned, "Don't look at us here, we rely on the Rushan River and Huanglei River on the east and west sides, but Baba just can't use water~~" After harvesting the wheat, the land should be turned over with a plow, so that the powerful sunlight in early autumn can sunburn fiercely for a period of time, and then flood it with water, which is called watering autumn water. This water must be poured deep and thoroughly, otherwise next year's harvest will not be guaranteed. The original channel of Haiyang was not a regular channel, and the local military households themselves opened openings to divert water from the banks of the Rushan River and the Huanglei River. There were no dikes in these makeshift trenches, and the water was uncontrollable at once, and it flowed in all directions, flooding more ground than it had been watered

Song Qianjin sighed, "Most of the old canals are silted, and no one will open the new canals, either the canals can't attract water, or the water is too big to flood the land~~ In the future, this land will be handed over to you, and it will not be easy for you~~"

Song Youliang said: "Then why don't you invite a master who can open a canal?" ”

Song Qianjin smiled and said, "Please, please, this is still two~~~"

"Isn't that a good thing?" Song Youliang was puzzled

"Where~~ A master offered a low price before, but it was a one-eyed dragon~~" Song Qianjin said: "The preparations are almost done, and the construction is almost started, but then a sound master came, and the sound master said a lot of truths about opening the canal, and he seemed to be very capable, and said that the original master was useless." ”

"So you didn't want the one-eyed dragon?" Song Youliang said, "And the sound master offered too high a price, so this matter has been delayed??" ”

Song Qianjin said: "Why not~~"

"Are those two masters still there?" Song Youliang asked

"It's still there, I kept them for seven days, and I said that I would hear back to them after seven days, and this is the fifth day~~" Song Qianjin replied

"Dad, can you let me meet these two masters?" Song Youliang said

On the barren beach near the Huanglei River in the suburbs, Song Youliang met the two masters. The one-eyed master's surname is Fan, his name is Fan Shunbao, a native of Hebei, and his nationality is unknown. The sound master's surname is Yin, his name is Yin Ruli, a native of Shanxi, and he is well-known in the northwest. According to Yin Ruli's self-introduction, he was originally a stableman, who migrated with the horse farm, traveled to many places in the northwest, was very familiar with the terrain, and had seen people in many places open canals to divert water for irrigation. In addition, I am easy to inquire and love to ponder, and over time, I will have no teacher.

After listening to his introduction, Song Youliang felt a little disdainful in his heart, you have seen and heard a lot, when you see people digging ditches here, you will tell them some things and practices of people in other places digging canals, which naturally makes some sense. It's nothing more than that after a long time, word of mouth has spread that such a ditch opening expert.