Two days later is February 15, the day of the vernal equinox.

The large circumference covers an area of thousands of miles, the terrain is diverse, and the agricultural hours vary greatly from place to place. In Lingnan and Jiangnan, sowing is carried out in the days before and after the spring equinox. On the Loess Plateau north of Guanzhong, the farming time should be postponed for more than half a month to January, and farming should be carried out between Qingming and Guyu. It is said that the farmland in Ganliang, Liaodong and Saibei was cultivated even later, and the latest may not wait until the beginning of summer.

On this trip to Jiangnan, medicinal materials and money and grain are at the core. In order to avoid more accidents, Li Xiang and Liu Sheng rushed to Guangde County, and after all the grain arrived, they gathered and all the horses and marched to Anji.

The waterway from Guangde to Anji has not been damaged too much, and it is possible to sail. Li Xiang originally thought that he could save a lot of money and grain and ship it directly to Anji, but he encountered an unexpected and reasonable problem: the ship was not enough.

The Great Zhou industry and commerce flourished. There are many capable merchants, and there are tens of thousands of smart merchants? The relationship behind the big merchants is intertwined, and some big people have revealed that the prices of medicinal materials, grain, linen, clothing and other commercial goods on the market have risen in response. Correspondingly, all the convoys were robbed, and everyone wanted to get the scarce commercial goods to the front line as soon as possible.

They all want to make a profit.

Li Xiang had a relationship with the current popular Han Zhaozhi, cooperated with several generals and officials in the Chinese army battalion, and pulled in Ximen Bo, who was rooted in the south of the Yangtze River, to rent three boats. With more than 20 large trucks, Li Xiang found a capacity that just met the requirements. Although Li Xiang's relationship was hard enough, he still transferred Sancheng's medicinal materials, and the crazy scene of playing a dog's brain in front and doing business in the rear can be seen.

The waterway from Guangde to Anji is not all canals, but mainly natural rivers and lakes. Since there was no destruction by a large force of Fang La's army, what was seen along the way was no different from previous years.

Fang Weiliang, Zhang Laotou, Lei Lei and other personnel who did not need to fight sat on the boat, and Ding Shihang and other injured Zhuang Ding also stayed on the boat. Li Xiang was dressed in iron armor and wore a cherry helmet, and under the escort of Liu Sheng, Zhang Qingping, Yang Yingdong and others, he rode the yellow horse presented by Han Zhao's envoy to show off his might.

Now that there is an establishment given by the Chinese army battalion, it is normal to have a few pairs of armor.

Radar looked at the paddy fields on both sides of the river, and the harazi were about to flow out, "Here, there are all paddy fields for growing rice!" And there is water everywhere, so you don't have to worry about watering the ground. ”

Ding Shihang was also drooling, but he was drooling as he looked at the dozen or so people wearing armor on the shore, "Well, it's too rich." Before the vernal equinox, the plow began to be tested. ”

The spring breeze greens the south of the Yangtze River. Looking south from Li Xiang's position, small rivers, paddy fields, hills, and mountains ...... The layered composition, coupled with the fresh scenery of branches and leaves sprouting buds and changing the clothes of plants and trees, is the best spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River.

The sound of the convoy could not drown out the sound of buffalo pulling ploughs, farmers whipping and cracking soil in paddy fields. It was nearly noon, and a little smoke rose in the water town south of the Yangtze River.

Cuckoo Feifei advises early ploughing, and hoes pounce on the spring. Thousands of stone trees walk on the road, and the sound of water in the mountains and fields in the area.

Spring ploughing, summer busy, autumn harvest, winter storage. The Great Zhou Dynasty was still based on agriculture, and in the hearts of most scholars, they would only feel at ease if they saw the scene of sowing seeds with their own eyes. When the interest comes, he will also compose a poem, lamenting that it is not easy to plow the fields and sigh about the suffering of the small people.

There is nowhere to find elegance, and small farmers cultivate and compose poems.

Zhang Qingping is not elegant, only practical. He carried the bow on his back, tried to keep the horse steady, smelled the fresh earth, and pretended to be calm: "It is really unreasonable. It's just that it's all paddy fields here, and the smell of the soil is different from that of Jingdong Road. ”

In order to laugh at Zhang Qingping, Yang Yingdong let go of the reins and let the horse go on his own. He leisurely rubbed the steel gun, and took a few breaths when he heard the words, but he smelled the smell of the cooked dung heap, and he was out of breath.

There was laughter in the queue, but Yang Yingdong was not annoyed, and said a few times: "My old Yang was born in Gyeonggi Province, and I thought that the land around Bianjing was the most fertile, but I didn't know until I got to the south of the Yangtze River...... I've also served the dung heap, isn't this the smell, what does the owner think? ”

The owner of the village glanced at Liu Sheng, and Liu Sheng patted the horse away. The convoy continued to move at a constant speed, and in the distance, Liu Sheng could be seen staying next to an old farmer, raising his whip on his horse and asking what he was doing, and dropping dozens of copper coins when he came back.

Liu Sheng patted his horse and returned to Li Xiang's side, "This place in Jiangnan is a little too good, what do you guess the old farmer said?" The old man was also honest, saying that he had filled the cellar with river silt, human and animal feces, fish bones, chaff, fallen leaves, etc., and could not learn it elsewhere. ”

Li Xiang raised his eyebrows and began to sell the knowledge of the original time and space, "There is fish and shrimp feces in the mud, and there is a great tonic for crops in the bone meal. People are right, except for some places in Jinghu and Jianghuai, people in other places really can't learn. ”

The whispering stopped.

Li Xiang, who was sitting on the horse, was surprised. The owner of the village looked back, only to see Zhang Qingping touching the weapon, and the more than two hundred Zhuang Ding also had different expressions, and most of them had one word clearly written on their faces: rob!

Li Xiang was really speechless, and smiled bitterly in his heart: No wonder the ancient emperors were always worried about others rebelling, there was too much reason! Mingyuezhuang had some financial resources, hundreds of reliable villagers, and a public middle school to maintain order, so these people began to pursue more. Nima, Lao Tzu is not in a hurry to rebel, what are you doing in a hurry? We must find a way to suppress the ambitions of some villagers, otherwise we will burn ourselves sooner or later. Really, who gave you such confidence?

On the left is the lonely Beacon Mountain, and on the right is a large mountain range that connects Jiulong Mountain and Taoyuan Mountain. Li Xiang looked ahead and saw the Anji River, which curved like an earthworm. Halfway through the Shen hour, according to Li Xiang's estimate, it was about four o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Xiang came to Hengtang Village with 300 people, 23 carts and 3 boats. The sun was in the west, and Li Xiang took advantage of the fact that the sun was still bright and looked south.

The rolling mountains seem to have opened a hole several miles long. Looking south from Hengtang Village, located in the northern part of Kouzi, you can see the ancient and quiet county town of Anji, as well as the small rivers, green hills and farmland surrounding the county.

What is convincing is that although the county seat of Anji is located in the mountain ring that lacks a corner, it is still better than the 90% of the county north of the Yellow River......

Xiong Chengwen is Li Xiang's protégé, and he is one of the most outstanding of the first batch of protégés.

With a smart mind and a willingness to work hard, in the eyes of the owner, a young man like Xiong Chengwen is a "child of someone else", and he is also a genius.

In order to cultivate Xiong Chengwen's seedlings well, Li Xiang, Li Mengkong, Zhao Bo and others worked hard, and finally decided to let him stay in the important departments of the public middle school, lay a good foundation, and then reuse it.

Seeing that other protégés began to take charge on their own, Xiong Chengwen said that his heart was not sour, it must be fake. But he was worthy of being the young man that Li Xiang valued the most, and he quickly noticed the good intentions of the owner and several old people. While secretly shedding a few tears, Xiong Chengwen began to serve Zhuang Min wholeheartedly, and seriously understood the intention of each position set up in the public middle school.

Just met a girl introduced to him by Yu Wenwen, Xiong Chengwen was very satisfied, and came out of the door of the medical department with a smile. That girl was the daughter of a new Zhuang Min, and her father, as a scholar, was actually very skillful and skillful, and had already gone to the back mountain to host the village. The girl herself was literate, and in less than a year she passed the Mengxue assessment, and soon went to work in the medical and health department. Wang Xiaochen also introduced him to a healthy and pretty girl, but Xiong Chengwen broke out in a cold sweat every time he imagined certain scenes, and finally chose to hook up with a girl surnamed Lin who grinded medicine and dispensed medicine all day.

There is no scholarly fragrance, and the medicinal aroma is also fine.

Seeing Zhuang Min hugging his fists, arching his hands or bending over, greeting himself, Xiong Chengwen always smiled and nodded. Maintaining politeness to the farmer was something he learned from the owner. Every time the owner of the village sees the old man and the old lady in the village, he has to nod his head, ask a few warm words, and sometimes ask specific questions such as what he ate for a while, what difficulties he has, and whether his children are filial piety, so as to gain the hearts of the people.

Speaking of the changes in Zhuang Min's life, Xiong Chengwen was deeply touched.

Take the Xiong family as an example. Although Xiong Dachun was the second-in-command of the Mingyuezhai era, he was also one of the first leaders to follow Liu Chengdong up the mountain, and he was Liu Chengdong's great benefactor, but his life was ...... That is, not to starve, just a few good clothes to wear.

"At that time, the master really said, eat and wait for death." Xiong Chengwen recalled the various changes after the owner took power, and his heart was bitter and excited, "Which is like now." My mother did not return to the village all day, but watched her family's big workshop on the edge of the Han River, and bargained with merchants from all over the world. My father worked hard in Jiangnan and had been promoted to deputy commander of the Xiang Army. The eldest brother Chengwu is in Bianjing, cough cough, although it is very noisy, but the master has always come to take care of him. ”

The owner just wants to be a strong man quietly? Or do you want to learn from Dali in Western Xia? Or take it a step further...... After eliminating the internal troubles represented by the seven households surnamed Liu, many middle- and upper-class families couldn't help but talk about some exciting topics when they bragged in private. Of course, Xiong Chengwen had similar thoughts, but the more he learned, the more he agreed with the idea of making a fortune in silence.

However, the weeds in his mind are always difficult to remove, and in the dead of night, Xiong Chengwen asked himself more than once: Master established a Mengxue that does not teach the Four Books and the Five Classics, a public middle school with strict management, a roaring workshop, a neat and uniform Zhuang Ding, and a laboratory specializing in strange and skillful skills. The owner has always acted steadily and progressively, and is most annoying and procrastinating, and sometimes even rushing. What is the owner's goal or concern?

A cacophony came.

Xiong Chengwen cleaned up his messy thoughts and entered the council hall with a wooden box, followed by a group of rough men carrying weapons. The council hall has sealed the door on the south bank of the Little River, and more rooms are being added on the north bank.

He opened the wooden box and took out a few documents stamped with the large seal of the public school. Xiong Chengwen took the roll call one by one, handed over the registration form of the dart bureau to several big and rough people who were full of anger, and attached a letter of guarantee, a reward and punishment regulations, and a pension agreement to each registration form.

The sound of fingers tapping on the birch board sounded, and the killers who were holding a few pieces of paper and glaring looked at Xiong Chengwen.

Xiong Chengwen ignored the fierce expressions of the blood-stained men on the tip of the knife, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "You have done too much evil in the Qinling Mountains, and according to the new regulations added by Gongzhong a few days ago, you can no longer enter the Qinling Mountains. ”

The fierce old men exchanged heads and ears, and the knives, axes, hammers, hooks, forks, iron rods and other objects on their bodies struck each other.

"Quiet, quiet." A short, sharp, sharp-eyed man with a sharp knife stood up and hugged his fists, "We have made a mistake, and it is a great kindness for the owner of the village to open up." ”

Then the man smiled all over his face, and bowed to Xiong Chengwen with a fist, "Since Mr. Xiong is here on behalf of the public high school, please also explain the rules of the public high school to those of us who are blind, so as not to make the owner unhappy again." The owner can give a way out this time, but there is not necessarily a next time. Although we don't have a cover, we also have to support our family, and we have Mr. Lao. ”

Xiong Chengwen stood up, motioned for the well-known man to sit down, picked up the regulations of the armed caravan, and began to elaborate, "The owner of the village is merciful, you are blessed. ”