It was June, the heat was scorching, but Wollongong was cooler.

A small stream flows around Wollongong, and the hill is lined with green trees and mountain winds, how can it not be cool?

Under the hill, the water is watery, and the green seedlings are like a military formation, which is very neat.

The summer harvest of wheat was completed at the end of April, and the 30 hectares of wheat fields of the Zhuge family produced more than 500 stone of wheat, which was nearly 200 stone more than in previous years. The tenants rejoiced, and so did Zhuge Liang.

After all, the increase in grain production will be able to feed the people on their stomachs; For Zhuge Liang, it was a big wave of luck.

After the summer harvest, under Zhuge Liang's arrangement, rice was planted in time.

In this era, there was no such thing as planting rice, and farmers directly sprinkled rice seeds, like heavy wheat, directly in the field, and then watered them, and after the rice seeds germinated, they would slowly fill up a field with water.

This method, which has been proven in later generations, is unscientific.

As a result, all the rice fields of the Zhuge family adopted the method of transplanting seedlings, and the seedlings were cultivated a long time ago.

The process of transplanting rice is a little troublesome, but the tenants of the Zhuge family are very supportive.

There is a precedent for farm manure, there is a precedent for increasing wheat production, and the tenants at this time, even if Zhuge Liang said that the sun came out of the west, they also believed it, let alone just change the way of planting rice?

On Wollongong, in the shade of the trees, Zhuge Liang and his wife Huang Yueying were a little helpless.

Just now, the husband and wife were playing the piano and flute together, exchanging feelings, but a broken duck voice came to disturb again.

"Kong Ming, let's look for you this time, it's not an experimental trebuchet!" The ugly dwarf laughed.

In other words, since he was assigned by Zhuge Liang last year, Pang Tong has been studying behind closed doors at home, studying trebuchets. At the end of the first month of this year, Pang Tong brought the new No. 1 trebuchet he had researched to Longzhong for a while. Then, under Zhuge Liang's few words, Pang Tong happily ran home again and continued to study behind closed doors.

The Fengxiao No. 1 trebuchet, with a range of more than 500 steps and good accuracy, is still in the treasury of the Zhuge family.

Feng Hin 2 has actually been studied, and the range can barely reach 700 steps.

It's just that because of material reasons, or unreasonable design and other reasons, Fengxiao No. 2 was scrapped after several experiments.

For this reason, Pang Tong went to Longzhong several times to find Zhuge Liang for advice.

Pang Tong's IQ is actually not bad, even without Zhuge Liang's guidance, he will be able to find out the problem sooner or later.

It's just that he was in a hurry for quick success, so he directly asked Zhuge Liang for advice.

In this way, the love time between Zhuge Liang and his little wife will always be disturbed by a certain fly.

……

"Brother Shiyuan, sit down!" Zhuge Liang pointed to the stone chair beside him.

Under the shade of the tree, there is a stone table, surrounded by four stone chairs, all like the stone table in the garden of later generations.

Pang Tong sat down, and the eldest girl who was waiting for him brought a pot of tea at the right time.

"Let's talk about it, Brother Shiyuan is here today, why is it coming?"

His wife Huang Yueying poured three bowls of tea, Zhuge Liang handed one to Pang Tong, and then asked.

Pang Tong came today, and he didn't follow the ox cart behind him, this is not for the trebuchet, Zhuge Liang was a little curious.

Pang Tong took a sip of tea, picked up a pu fan on the table, fanned it desperately, and said after a while: "Kong Ming can know that Uncle Liu Huang has now captured Xuzhou?" ”

Zhuge Liang bowed his head, but he was noncommittal.

Liu Bei seized Xuzhou, and he had known about this matter for a long time.

Snakes have snake paths, Pang Tong has his sources, and Zhuge Liang naturally has his own sources.

It's just that Liu Bei did not go to Jizhou to defect to Yuan Shao according to the previous arrangement, but followed the historical trajectory and recaptured Xuzhou again, and Zhuge Liang didn't know what to say. He wasn't annoyed, he just felt that Liu Bei was not hitting the south wall and not looking back.

Seeing Zhuge Liang nodding, Pang Tong was not surprised, but asked, "That being the case, aren't we?" ”

The implication is that you, Zhuge Kongming, have planned it a long time ago, and are ready to go out of the mountain to assist Uncle Liu Huang, and for this reason, you have also pulled our Pang Shiyuan. Now, Uncle Liu Huang sits in Xuzhou and has a territory, isn't it time for us to show our talents?

Zhuge Liang shook the feather fan lightly, shook his head and said with a smile: "Brother Shiyuan, the time has not come, you are too anxious!" ”

"Although Uncle Liu Huang has now recaptured Xuzhou, please think about it, can Uncle Liu Huang hold Xuzhou?"

Hearing this, Pang Tong was stunned, he didn't even fan the fan anymore, he frowned, and his expression was not very optimistic.

After a long time, Pang Tong sighed: "Alas, I'm still too anxious!" ”

Pang Tong has a very high IQ, but sometimes he is too anxious, so he loses his judgment.

Liu Bei's seizure of Xuzhou was actually unstable.

Xuzhou now has only 50,000 soldiers and horses, and they are all Cao troops who have been held hostage. There is no need to fight this battle, as long as Cao Cao takes 20,000 or 30,000 elites to the city of Xuzhou and shouts, I am afraid that the defenders of Xuzhou will scatter people's hearts.

Moreover, Cao Cao has 100,000 elites in Xuchang to wait for, and the grain and grass after the summer harvest are barely enough to push a wave.

On the other hand, Liu Bei has just occupied Xuzhou, and the taxes collected in the summer will definitely not be collected; In this way, Liu Bei's grain and grass are not much. The soldiers couldn't be pulled out to fight, and there was not enough food and grass to defend it, how could Liu Bei not be defeated?

Even if you add Yuan Shao's strategy, it's useless!

Yuan Shao had just pacified Youzhou, and in the eyes of many wise men, it would take at least a year and a half before Yuan Shao would turn his troops.

Pang Tong also thinks so.

Zhuge Liang knew, but he didn't bother to correct it.

After a long while, Pang Tong asked, "So, after Uncle Liu Huang's defeat this time, where will he go?" ”

At this time, Pang Tong also thought about it.

It is true that they wanted to go out of the mountain to assist Uncle Liu Huang.

However, after Uncle Liu Huang hit the south wall many times, they will be more valuable when they go out of the mountain to assist.

"Maybe go to Yuan Shao, maybe come to Longzhong." Zhuge Liang replied.

As for Liu Bei's whereabouts after the defeat in Xuzhou, Zhuge Liang did not dare to guarantee.

According to the plan, there are also historical records in later generations that after Liu Bei lost Xuzhou this time, he probably defected to Yuan Shao.

It's just that now Zhuge Liang can't be sure.

The plan that was arranged last time, Liu Bei was able to go on a business trip halfway, who can guarantee that he will continue to follow history?

……

Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong were communicating, and at this time, a group of dolls came up the mountain with one person in their arms.

"Mr. Kong Ming, someone is coming to visit!" The dolls are chirping. The children of the tenant farmers under the hill have long been familiar with Zhuge Liang and his wife, and when someone asks for directions to Mr. Kong Ming, these dolls are led up the mountain.

The person who came with a silver saddle and a white horse, dressed in a white robe, holding a spear in his hand, was about thirty years old, and his appearance was quite handsome.

This person, Huang Yueying doesn't know, and Pang Tong doesn't know either, but Zhuge Liang does.

"Zhao Yun, meet Mr. Kong Ming!"

The man stuck his spear on the ground, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed down to say hello.