Chapter 778. The Snake City of the Prince's Chapter

After the excitement, I buried my head in hard work.

I really thank Chen Jiao, first of all, the eight Kanyu masters she sent came in handy here, on a flat mountain not far from the intersection of the Rocky Mountain and the Snake River Plain, he chose the foundation of the city for him, without them, Mao Xingjian would not even be blind where to build the city.

Don't underestimate the art of feng shui handed down by the ancestors, although their means of observing the wind and tasting qi even if Mao Jue traveled through the previous era, there is still no reasonable scientific explanation, but after they watched the leylines and caves of feng shui, the ancient buildings built can always be preserved for hundreds of thousands of years, the most famous of which is the construction of the Yuan capital.

At that time, the presiding officials took Feng Shui to firm the Yuan capital as the envelope, the double Zhong Mountain, and the land of the tiger in the dragon plate! The Kona Emperor has a great cause! Regardless of this great cause, later generations of geologists investigated, the entire capital city was built in the geological stability zone between the North China Plain and the Yanshan Mountains, and there was no earthquake and flood to trouble, except for political factors, the city can really be built here for thousands of generations.

The place selected by these feng shui masters for Mao Xingjian is also out of the stable belt between the alluvial plain and the Rocky Mountains, the terrain is higher than the plain, even if the snake river is overflowing, there is no need to worry about floods entering the city, and the geological structure is stable, there is also no worry about earthquakes, and it is also a place to hide the wind and hide the water.

Snake City!

On the one hand, the city was built on the Snake River Plain, named after the place, on the other hand, the snake is a small dragon, and the fruit of cultivation can also turn over as a big dragon, he Mao Xingjian is the prince, and he can also be the emperor if he manages it well, which means good, and does not disobey Mao Jue, the big dragon, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that although the name is set, the city is actually still on the drawings, after choosing the hill bag, Mao Xingjian ordered the people to use a rope to measure a regular checkered chessboard, and each family divided an area of almost more than 400 square meters to build a house, but these immigrants only had time to build a simple wooden house of a few square meters with the wood cut down by the sea of gems, and they all went to the ground.

It's the middle of March, and it's already a bit of a mistake in the farming season, and the fertile riverside irrigated land has not yet been cultivated, so there is a lot of work!

On March 18, the work of reclaiming this virgin land by Ming immigrants also officially began, thanks to Mao Xingjian's foresight, through more than three months, more than 22 North American bison, these heavy big guys were first driven to the river, acting as a meat weeder, and the green grass that grew on the fertile river bank ate a seven, seven, eighty, eight, and then put on the plow bought from the port of Xihaizi, and was pushed off the field.

Now there is no division of land, and there is no need for your family to use cattle first, and then my family will use it, a group of cattle pulling the iron plough is so lined up to the east to crush the past, the sharp iron plough in the Baohai Town under the pressure of the man, leaving a deep scar on the earth, back and forth so dragging in this way, only five or six days, suitable for planting, the soft water of the land was ploughed out of a prototype.

Since everything is newly built, there is not much desire to occupy these fields now, and it is also a harmonious time when the land is divided, basically Mao Xingjian drew on the map, and this land quickly returned to Zhao Qiansun Li Toyota Honda Mazda's home, even if there is one more piece or one less piece, no one cares, the big guy at this time is holding back in his heart to plant good food this year, and next year to stock up enough food, so as to dig gold mines, two days, 3,000 people, 800 households, 300 acres of land per household, is also clearly divided.

At this time, the carpenter sent by Chen Jiao came in handy again.

On the bank of the river, there were ten old cows, and more than a hundred men gritted their teeth and roared, and under the frightened and awe-inspiring eyes of Sulukta, a heavy wooden guy six or seven meters tall and weighing one or two tons slowly stood up in the rushing snake river.

In Chinese agriculture, a big guy who occupies a pivotal role, the waterwheel!

Under the impetus of the river, the huge and heavy waterwheel like the wheel creaked and turned, and the bucket in front of it filled with the clear water of the Snake River with the current, and when the waterwheel turned to the other side, the bucket naturally tilted, and poured out the river water, and followed the wooden trough that had been built, and the condescending pond entered the reservoir that had been dug long ago.

At the other end, as soon as the sluice gate of the reservoir opened, the river water flowed briskly into the paddy fields of each family along the ridge ditch that was sturdy at the time of the day, and in just one day, dozens of shiny "mirrors" appeared on the ground.

At this time, the farmer sent by Chen Jiao came in handy again, as early as 20 days ago, they sowed the rice seeds early in Baohai Town, at this time, the rice seeds have developed lush green seedlings, just like depicted in the movie, one by one farmers carry baskets on their backs, bend down diligently, and insert these green seedlings in the ground neatly like Xiaokai, with the river breeze blowing, the green green seedlings gently bend over, and the hearts of the people who dance with the wind tremble.

Now Mao Xingjian's dream is half completed, these outlaws who originally came to the New World to make a fortune were re-persuaded by him to become farmers, according to the oldest mode of production, ten households are one li, ten miles are one Jia, and the chief is one of the most famous gold diggers, and the first chief is more than 20 scholars sent to him by the Chen family, the most primitive production organization structure in China, which was completely copied by him in this foreign continent.

The ideal idyllic song of the Confucian scholars, Sang Tian Qianmo, is now half completed in his hands.

However, it would be nice if he didn't have a black-faced officer chattering in his ears while he was intoxicated!

"Prince! Zidu once said: If you don't teach the people to fight, you are saying to abandon it! If you don't teach the common people how to fight, you will abandon them! Now you have expanded to the mouth of the barbarians, and you are surrounded by the barbarians, and you have not organized the strong men to prepare fortifications, in the eyes of the lower officials, it is too dangerous! ”

Not to mention, when this Song Heizi also had a literary crepe, he actually caused the Analects to persuade himself, but Mao Xingjian couldn't cry or laugh when he heard it.

"Lord Song, if you don't teach the people to fight, you are abandoning it! The meaning of the Confucian sage is to drive the untrained common people to fight, which is equivalent to directly abandoning them! ”

"That's right! Prince, do you mean anything! If you don't train a defensive force now, by the time these native barbarians come to your door, you'll abandon the entire Gem Sea Town! ”

The neck is also like a terrier, Song Yongzhong patted his thigh, and said it as it should be, but a sentence choked Mao Xingjian half to death, he, the prince of the scriptures who read poetry and books, actually let a rough martial artist give him a counter-general, which is really enough to lose face.

But he was really not in the mood to argue with this martial artist, Mao Xingjian simply tilted his head and asked Sulukta, who was looking at the immigrants who were plowing the fields.

"Xiao Su, what are you Sioux tribes doing every spring?"

Now, the official dialect of Nanjing, the prince of the small tribe of the Su tribe, who was accidentally obtained, has spoken very smoothly, and the basic communication is basically unhindered, and he still obsessively looks at the gurgling waterwheel by the river, and he said without thinking.

"In the spring, find a piece of land, burn the grass, women, go down to the field and plant Anqiaye! Plant corn! No corn, hungry in winter! ”

"Men, hunting nearby, it's too close to catch anything!"

"Did you hear that, Lord Song, people also have to farm! Wait for the spring ploughing to be over, and the Lone King will send another hundred people to train you to become guards, what do you think? ”

"Prince, they are women farming, and men are still idle! Besides, how can a hundred people be enough! ”

His face was ugly, and Song Yongzhong was still shouting anxiously, but at this time, the same anxious shout in the distance came suddenly.

"Prince, something is wrong!"

Seeing that Chen Zao suddenly ran over with an anxious face, and really didn't have the heart to entangle with Song Yongzhong, Mao Xingjian simply nodded helplessly: "At that time, the lonely Black Pearl Guard will also be under your command!" That's it! Lone has something else to do! ”

"Prince!"

I still wanted to persuade him, but Mao Xingjian was already hurriedly walking in the direction of Chen Zao's shouting, staring at his back in amazement, Song Yongzhong finally slapped his thigh helplessly, and when he turned around, he also waved his face impatiently, and ordered irritablely: "The scope of investigation is placed on the south bank of the Snake River for a hundred miles, the edge of the desert, and you must find out the movements of the natives!" ”

"Mark and obey!"

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On the other side, the simple cattle shed on the edge of Snake City, which is similar to the primitive tribe, really happened to something, a row of sturdy North American rhinos next to each other, suddenly five or six fell down at once, some foaming at the mouth, some couldn't open their eyes, anyway, they just couldn't stand up.

As for those who did not fall, if you look closely, they are also thick hooves twitching, and they have completely lost the temper of the cows that used to be trampling.

Fortunately, Chen Jiao feels sorry for her son, and the talents sent are comprehensive enough, and there is a Mongolian horse breeder squatting there and smoking.

Why are cattle not allowed to be killed in all dynasties? The role of cattle in an agrarian society is too great, and oxen ploughing the fields and not oxening the fields are simply two different things! Besides, from Baobaohai Town, Chen Jiao brought the precious materials to Snake City little by little, and relied on these cattle to transport them, there was something wrong with these big guys, and Mao Xingjian, who saw it, was really twitching, and he didn't come over in a hurry.

"What's going on? Why do these cows suddenly get sick? What about Nangong Bingwen? Didn't Lone order him to take care of the herd! ”

"Your Highness, don't blame Lord Nangong, these cows are not sick, but tired!"

Listening to the words of the horse breeder grassland flavor, Mao Xingjian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, no wonder, recently pulled the cart, spring ploughing, this group of cattle is spinning, really tired like the grandson, now planted, then let these animals rest for a while, and then go to Baobaohai Town to pull things!

didn't wait for the prince to finish his breath, but the old stable's slow words made him gasp again.

"But according to the prince's raising method, it won't be long before this herd of cattle will die!"

"Why?"

(End of chapter)