Thank you book friends for drifting in the wind 1234, and the points are also rewarded!

In the late spring of March, on the official road outside the city of Xinjiang, a small group of people and horses came, a horse chariot in front, and three or five saddled single horses on the left and right.

The weak-crowned gentleman on the chariot was tall, with dark hair on his head, a deep coat and wide sleeves, a white jade ring, and a two-foot long sword hanging obliquely from his waist. His emperor was a middle-aged man with a square and old-fashioned face and a short four-inch beard, and the only thing missing from the car was Rong You.

It was Zhao Wuxian, Wang Sunqi and his party.

Zhao Wuxian looked at the straight and wide official road outside Xinjiang City, and couldn't help but exclaim: "The poem says, Zhou Dao is like a stone, and it is as straight as an arrow." I see that the official road of the Jin State near the left side of the capital city is not far behind! ”

He pointed to the Lu Pavilion he had just passed by and asked, "What kind of place is this?" ”

On the side, there was a soap-clothed upright man beating a horse, and said with a flattering smile: "This place is called Sangtian, it is the last house on the way to the capital, and then ten miles ahead, it will be to Xinjiang City, gentleman, you see, those black roofs in the distance are the dwellings on the periphery of the city." ”

Zhao Wuxian followed the direction of his finger and looked at the railing, and sure enough. From here, the houses covered with black tiles are connected into a line, stretching to both sides, and there is no end in sight, which is worthy of being a prosperous city with tens of thousands of households and a population of 60,000 or 70,000.

Riding a horse is a vertical person wide, and a vertical person is a servant, he was originally a personal companion of his father Zhao Ying's side running errands, this time he was ordered by Zhao Ying, to urge Zhao Wuxian to enter Xinjiang City, and by the way, he acted as a guide.

He was of a humble position and could not board the cart, so he could only ride a docile pack horse, and immediately prepared a new "saddle" made of the gentleman's shirtless saddle, and followed the shirt at the side, ready to answer his questions.

This prince has been more and more valued by the monarch recently, and even the erection temples with a great sense of smell in the lower palace have begun to praise shirtless stinky feet. What's more, although this gentleman has a fierce reputation for treating the clan in the township, he loves the people like a son, and will not reprimand lowly retainers such as the Zhusi Temple at every turn, and does not regard them as arrogant.

Zhao Wuxian didn't have this kind of consciousness, it was completely out of the inertia of his previous life, he was curiously looking around, this was the first time he had gone to the national capital since coming to this era.

Xinjiang is also known as Xintian, located in the Jinnan Basin of the later generations, extending in all directions, east to Taihang, south to Yanchi, west of Fenshui, north of the old capital. When the Jin Jinggong moved the capital, one of the reasons why Han Ju suggested choosing this place was that it had thick soil and deep water, with Fen and Hun flowing in the meantime, and the mountains and forests were dotted around, and the long-term establishment of the capital would not cause environmental degradation.

Like most of the houses near the capital, the mulberry fields are also located on the main road, and the straight official road is flanked by large fields, but most of them are only scattered with some beans and few winter wheat. In the fields, there were vassals and savages who wore calves and trousers and worked bare-chested, and the owners of the land and the countrymen occasionally went to the fields themselves, but most of the time they supervised them with their hands behind their backs.

Although the snow disaster was raging last year, there was plenty of rain after the spring this year, and the year was very good, but unfortunately the agricultural technology was backward and could not be used well.

Originally, Zhao Ying wanted to enter the public office in the capital city in January at the beginning of spring, but in the past half a year, he has been busy with the affairs of Lingyi, and it has been delayed until now.

After the war crisis of the winter solstice last year, Wuxian hurried back to Chengyi to arrange winter planting affairs, and with that public meeting, the owners of the land also agreed to try out his substitution method on each land. With the help of Ji Qiao, Dou Pengzu and others, winter wheat was planted all over the land of Chengxiang, except for Cheng's Manor and Mulberry Sheep Weng's family.

In mid-November, the wheat was finally planted, but it was snowing again. Originally, for planting wheat, snow is a good thing, and there is a saying in later generations that Mai covers three layers of quilts and sleeps with steamed buns on his pillow. But the snow became heavier and heavier, so big that it closed the mountain road outside Chengyi, and it was so big that many old and dilapidated houses in Qili were overwhelmed.

Zhao Wuxian was busy organizing disaster relief, and his 200 soldiers under the mobilization of Wuxian really became the people's soldiers this time, and rescued the victims in the ruins one by one. Wuxian gritted his teeth again, and distributed the old grain and kudzu cloth in the township treasury, so that the unclothed and unbrown ministers and savages could survive the cold winter.

After the snow disaster subsided, Zhao Wuxian couldn't help but be glad that he didn't enforce winter wheat in the first place, but borrowed the divination of Cheng Wu pretending to be a ghost.

Otherwise, people with ulterior motives, such as those guys from the Cheng family, will say that the snow disaster is a random manipulation of the land, which will make Haotian angry, and even a riot of the Chinese people. Although he is confident that he can rely on the weapons at hand to quell any resistance, but if that is the case, Xia Gong can keep an eye on it, and this year's political achievements can only be hehe.

Fortunately, this winter, Chengyi did not freeze to death and starve to death!

Cheng Wu, Dou Pengzu and others are all sighing, this is something that they haven't encountered for I don't know how many years, and the savage people are also grateful to Wuxian again, and they work harder for him to farm and plow.

In this regard, Zhao Wuxian is very proud and has a sense of achievement.

However, the price is that the money and food brought by Wuxian from the lower palace are almost exhausted. One of the reasons why Ji Qiao prevented him from initiating winter planting was that after living within his means, he found that the budget exceeded the standard and was not enough to support the consumption of winter planting.

Fortunately, last winter, the Cheng manor was looted, and there was still a lot of surplus grain and wealth, which was enough to make the shirtless last until summer and April, when the wheat was ripe.

However, looking at the empty treasury, the people of the country were also muttering secretly, is this little gentleman planning to leave after the summer? If the wheat can't be harvested in the summer, let alone not handed over in a year, he estimates that he can only declare bankruptcy and roll back to the lower palace.

In addition to having a headache, Zhao Wuxian also had to think of ways in other directions, in addition to letting the soldiers hurry up the construction of the water conservancy project, did he have to use industry and commerce to increase some income?

So he called the craftsmen, and he personally pointed to it, and made something that no one had ever seen before, and he was busy until March.

At this time, Zhao Ying couldn't wait, so he sent someone to urge him with a wide range of orders, and Zhao Wuxian reluctantly put down the things he hadn't done yet, and followed Zhukuan to Xinjiang City.

This time to go out, because the royal king and grandson period must be bringed, so the right sheep tongue Rong had to stay, the two of them have the highest status among the military attaches under the command of Wuxian, it can be said that they are right-hand men, at least one person must be left to be enough to rule the two hundred soldiers of Chengyi.

As for the three cronies of Wuxi, Mu Xia, Yu Xi, and Tian Ben, they are not qualified enough, and they have to go through a few more years.

The three of them also shouted this time that they wanted to go into the city with Wuxian to see the world, but Wuxian said that they would only take one of them, and the other two had to stay in Chengyi obediently, with the regular guards to train and dig ditches and water conservancy.

So at Tian Ben's suggestion, the three of them played the newly made "elephant play" of Wuxian, and saw who won to get a round of vacancies and accompany Wuxian into the city.

In the end, it was Tian Ben, who was experienced in gambling, who won, and he grinned with joy.

Thinking about it, it's okay like this, the evil boy Tian Ben can be said to be not afraid of heaven and earth, he often causes trouble everywhere in Chengyi, and he has to go to the house to expose the tiles if he doesn't scold for three days. Except for Zhao Wuxian, the only person who can suppress him is Wang Sunqi, and if he is allowed to stay alone in Chengxiang, Wuxian is really a little uneasy.

Looking at the past along the way, although the official road is new, the suburbs of Xinjiang are indeed not rich, not only not as good as the upper and lower palaces, but even not as good as Zhao Wuxian's Chengyi, which has achieved initial results, and has blinded this anointed land.

"When the people hear the fate of the public, they are like fleeing from the enemy." A large number of people are simply attached to the private room of Liuqing because of the excessive burden of the public office, which is the portrayal of the current suburbs of Xinjiang.

At this time, it was not long after the middle of the day, and there were many cars and horses on the road, and there were many pedestrians. There are Chinese people who wear single clothes and shoes, there are Zheng Wei businessmen who wear soap clothes on the outside and literary talents inside, and there are also people who are in rags.

Seeing the shirtless horse chariot, they knew that this was at least the specification of the heirs of the emperor, and they avoided it one after another. Tian Ben beat the horse in front, talked with passers-by from time to time, showed off his might, and Wuxian also knew that he was suffocated in Chengyi, so he went with him.

It wasn't long before a river appeared ahead, the Hun River, with a sturdy long wooden bridge over the river, which could only accommodate a chariot of horses.

But unfortunately, on the opposite side of the wooden bridge, there was also a long convoy, and the horse-drawn van at the beginning was the head of the trip of the doctor or his children.

At this time, both sides saw each other, but they had no intention of stopping, but the wooden bridge was narrow, and one of the two sides must take the initiative to give way.

Seeing that the opposite convoy had no posture to concede, Tian Ben said angrily: "What a gut! Seeing the gentleman's car, he didn't let him, and asked someone to drive them away! ”

After saying that, I flicked my cuffs, and I was about to go over and scold.

Zhao Wuxian's eyes were sharp, and he had already seen the appearance of the carriage opposite, with a canopy and a curtain, gorgeous and elegant, and the patterns painted on it were very familiar.

He stopped Tian Ben and summoned Zhukuan over to ask, "Is it the Han family's convoy on the other side, I saw that the carriage was painted with their family's special ornaments." ”

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