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Hearing that the gentleman had returned, Ji Qiao, Cheng Wu, Dou Pengzu and other villagers who were handling official business in the township temple naturally went out to greet them.

Wuxian greeted everyone and introduced them to Zhao Guangde one by one, showing great trust and affection to him. This attitude made the little fat man, who had always been unpopular with the children of the Great Sect and other Zhao clans, very useful, and regarded himself as a member of his cousin's camp.

Ji Qiao has been in the past six months, but he has lost a lot.

Since the debate over whether the lord should interfere with the skills of farming, and the initial results of the Daida method, once there is any new "invention" in Wuxi, Ji Qiao will no longer obstruct it, but actively help him improve it.

Every time, it was Wuxian who came up with an idea, described it, drew a sketch, and then handed over the heavy tasks such as calculation and planning to Ji Qiao. After coming and going, Ji Qiao was tired out of thick eye bags, which made Wuxian feel a little guilty, a year later, if he could only rely on Ji Qiao alone, and wanted to promote the model of Chengyi to the entire Zhao family's territory, it would be tantamount to a fool's dream.

This also strengthened the determination to let Ji Qiao unload his burden as soon as possible, take a back seat to open a school to teach, and cultivate some young mathematical talents.

Since the rebellion of the prince's dynasty, "the Son of Heaven lost his official position and learned in Siyi; The princes are rude, and learning in the four fields" is already the norm. The big nobles, such as the concubine doctor of the Pan Palace, were from Qin, and even had to rely on the poor Deng Fei to teach knowledge.

The all-round rise of the scholar class is already the trend of the times, and even if Ji Qiao is allowed to learn from Confucius's school-running model, he openly opens a mathematics science school in Xinjiang. With the protection of the Zhao family, no one will be full enough to make trouble with him, and even most of the young poor people who are swimming in Xinjiang can be brought to the lower palace tent.

Of course, for now, it's just a matter of thinking.

At this meeting, Ji Qiao sighed in front of everyone: "When overseas Chinese hear it, the wise man sees it before it sprouts, and the fool is dark about it." Wise man, refers to the gentleman such a person, last winter solstice, I also tried in vain to obstruct the gentleman to implement the method of winter planting and substitution, until today, I know that it is ridiculously wrong, almost missed the gentleman's major event, misunderstood the people's livelihood, it seems that I am the real fool! ”

Zhao Wuxian bowed solemnly to Ji Qiao: "This is a bad word, if there is no Mr., then it is Wuchengyi today." ”

He was right, Ji Qiao was no longer the traditional planner who filled a courtyard with sticks in order to calculate pi. The mathematical knowledge of later generations in Zhao Wuxian's stomach has basically been hollowed out and digested by him and turned into his own things. Fresh concepts such as composite pulleys, axles, and keel waterwheels were perfected under the overall planning of Ji Qiao, and then handed over to craftsmen in order to become a reality.

In this way, one by one, in the past six months, Wuxian and his staff have done a lot of things for Chengyi, so that this most barren and backward township near the left side of the lower palace has quietly undergone great changes. Dou Pengzu once exaggeratedly described that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a high platform rising from the ground.

Winter planting, disaster relief, people's troubles, Keju, predictable harvests...... Whether it is a villager, a countryman, or a savage, they have all felt that their quality of life has improved significantly.

The only thing that hasn't changed is probably the township temple that entered the courtyard of the three entrances.

The black tiles are still those black tiles, which are more obsolete by the wind and rain, and the rammed earth walls are still those loesses, but a lot of grass grows in the corners of the walls in winter and spring, and they are more simple and simple than the Cheng's manor, which has been left in the cold.

When the group walked to the township temple, the third old man of the township pointed to the two unpainted wooden doors of the township temple and sighed:

"Gentleman, I have heard Mr. Ji talk about the deeds of Zheng Zi's destruction of the Jin Pavilion Wall. At that time, Zichan said that when Jin Wen Gongzhi was the leader of the alliance, the palace was low and small, and there was no door to thank him, but the building that received guests was repaired very tall, and the treasury and stable were also built very well. The ministers, herdsmen, and ministers have their own affairs, and the ministers and doctors share the sorrows and joys of the people, and take care of those who lack food and clothing. So the guest is like coming home, the country is peaceful, and the traveler does not have to fear thieves when he travels at night. ”

"Wu originally thought that he would never see a prosperous era like the time of Duke Wen in this life, but now he knows that the Chengyi ruled by the gentleman is not much different from the world of Duke Wen! As the poem says: The people also work hard, and they can be well-off. Benefit this China, in order to Sui Quartet! ”

Zhao Wuxian was happy in his heart, this became a witch for two or three days, but his ability to pat on the back is good, this call is full of words, and he is really worthy of being the "Minister of Foreign Propaganda" he cultivated.

However, what he said is mostly the truth, indeed, in the past half a year, Wuxian has focused on improving people's livelihood and does not care much about his own living room, which is very different from the Cheng family, who has only known how to squeeze and accumulate wealth and enrich his own manor for decades.

Moreover, if it weren't for Zhao Wuxian's frugality, and all the expenses on his body would be fake, I am afraid that the treasury would have been unsustainable, and he would not even be able to buy a few potters' coins.

So everyone, including the upright Wang Sun Period, nodded in agreement.

Zhao Wuxian said humbly: "This statement is also bad, the people who are subordinate to the wild gangsters have no clothes and no brown, and they can only eat and soup to satisfy their hunger, which is my sin." After the wheat is ripe and harvested next month, I can say 'well-off', please work with me, and I will be careful. ”

Everyone promised, but Wu Xian said so, and the flattery of Cheng Wu was still very useful in his heart.

The people also work hard, and the meaning of being well-off means that the people have worked hard enough and should be able to be healthy a little. So today, the shameless decision that has not taken a breath for half a year should also treat yourself well!

When he arrived at the township temple, he asked Dou Pengzu: "Township Situ, before I go to Xinjiang, can the things I ordered be done?" ”

The position of the township situ is responsible for sowing the autumn harvest, collecting taxes and grains, and submitting the plan. Although Dou Pengzu's own ability is limited, and many of his responsibilities are actually taken over by Ji Qiao, Wuxian will also arrange some things for him from time to time, saving him from feeling that he is being hollowed out and thinking nonsense.

Dou Pengzu, who was as fat and round as Zhao Guangde, said with a smile: "Don't worry, gentlemen, everything has been done, and those craftsmen have already made six or seven stone tools painted by Mr. Ji according to the appearance, and they are placed in the township temple." All the beans in the public field were harvested, and most of them were put into the treasury, and the rest had been shelled and washed by the wives and daughters of the savages, and placed in the courtyard of the gentleman. ”

"Good, you guys are busy going their own way, let's eat tonight, and Wuxian will treat you well! Cousin, please come in with me, Musha. ”

Zhao Wuxian's small courtyard is behind the township temple, Zhao Guangde followed in, looked around, only to see that the bluestone slab on the ground is in disrepair all the year round, some broken, there is a half-empty chicken in the corner, and the vegetable garden is planted with green onion leeks, sunflowers, and ginger seedlings, but there is no trace of the next person.

Thinking back to his residence in Wendi, not to mention how good it was, it could be regarded as carved beams and painted pillars, served by slaves in silk clothes and beautiful and luxurious maids.

In contrast, the little fat man felt that this place was quite cold and shabby, more simple than the front hall, and there was no difference between ordinary corporal and the people.

If there is anything different, it is only that there is an extra stone made of utensils in the center of the courtyard, which is like a stone drum, but it is divided into two fans, and the structure is much more complicated. Through the keel waterwheel he saw on the road today, Zhao Guangde felt that this must be a strange thing made by his cousin to be a craftsman, but he didn't know, what was the use?

Zhao Guangde was still a little puzzled by the simple life without shirts, until a maid in plain clothes and a scarf slowly walked out of the kitchen holding a clay pot, which made his eyes light up.

Because she is so beautiful, she has a melon seed face, fair skin, a small nose, and watery eyes. Seeing the shirtless in the courtyard, his face was happy, and when he saw Zhao Guangde with a fresh face, he restrained his emotions and hurriedly bent his waist to salute, and his voice was inaudible.

"The concubine has seen a gentleman and a respected guest......"

The appearance of this woman made the originally rough courtyard shine, and it reflected her goodness.

Yesterday, the female prostitutes that Zhao Guangde had seen in the women's house in Xinjiang South City were extremely mediocre compared to this maid. He also understood, no wonder the cousin would pass through the door of the female Lu and not enter, and he was not moved in the face of hundreds of delicate bodies, it turned out that there was such a pure woman as pure as a cloud and as white grass as hidden in the house!

He suddenly realized, his cousin really knows how to live, there is such a beautiful maid, this courtyard, what is ugly?

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