In early June of the third year of Jian'an, the rice in the Juntun on the bank of Yingshui began to bloom after heading, the rice flower has no calyx and corolla, the pale yellow glume piece is like the shape of a small mussel shell, one by one hangs on the rice ear, from a distance, each rice ear is like the grass full of water droplets. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Each rice flower will form a rice grain, so the number of rice flowers determines the number of rice grains. In previous years, the number of rice flowers on the rice ears in the paddy fields of Juntun was about the same, and from a distance, it was very neat. But this year, things are very different.

The number of rice flowers on the two acres of paddy fields around the first agricultural altar is far more than the number of ordinary rice flowers, almost more than doubled, on the day of the rice flowers, it shows that some people see the dense rice flowers hanging on the rice ears, and think that they have seen the dazzling, walk in to see, it is true, they were taken aback, and then called the people they are familiar with to come and watch, and after a while, the two acres of paddy fields around the first agricultural altar are full of people from Juntun.

Fortunately, these people knew that this piece of land was promised to Sikong Gongzi, so no one dared to step forward to enter the paddy field to pick ears of rice to watch. As for Chen Sanlang, who cultivated these two acres of paddy fields, and the more than ten people's husbands sat lazily next to the paddy fields to enjoy the coolness, turning a blind eye to the onlookers.

After all, the people couldn't help but be curious, and instigated a chief who was familiar with Chen Sanlang to come forward and ask: "Sanlang, why did this rice flower bloom so much?" ”

Chen Sanlang rolled his eyes and said, "Do you still need to ask?" A year ago, Sikong Gongzi got an immortal into a dream, and asked him to build a Xiannong altar in the field, so that Xiannong could descend the Gu Spirit, what this Gu Ling was, and the Son didn't know. But who is Childe? Well-read, intelligent, and knows that there should be three points of reverence for the gods of heaven and earth. Since the immortals are in a dream, no matter what this valley spirit is, the Xiannong Altar must be built....."

"Dare to love these rice flowers are all Gu Ling?"

After Shi Chang asked, the surrounding people began to talk about it.

"Can this rice flower produce millet?"

"The flowers given by the gods may produce three or five grains in one flower."

"Then a few more acres of land, won't we all be able to eat rice?"

"Mom~, Lao Tzu has lived for forty years and has never eaten rice."

"I haven't eaten it either! I have only seen it, and it has been cooked, white and tender, like a woman's belly. ”

"Phew! A woman's belly is whiter than rice? Lao Tzu's family is in Jingzhou, where there is a lot of rice, although the family is poor, but still have eaten a few meals, don't be Menglao Tzu! ”

"Meng, you are the bird's bubble of the horse! I am a native of Yongzhou, and when Yongzhou goes west, the women there are as white as boiled rice! Lao Tzu can see it! Because some women's clothes are bare-belly! ”

“..........”

All of a sudden, all kinds of chatters fermented in the crowd, and the strange sight made these people forget that these rice were for the palace people to eat. Chen Sanlang roared loudly at this time: "Okay!!! ”

As Chen Sanlang, who deals with fetish, is now very prestigious, and as soon as he throats, the people all quieted down and looked at him, which made Chen Sanlang have a strong sense of achievement.

"These rice flowers are not Gu Ling! It's just rice grown from ordinary seeds that have been blessed by Gu Ling! A flower is a millet! In fact, after the Xiannong Altar was built at the beginning of last year, Gongzi had to dream of Gu Ling, saying that a handful of rice on the edge of the altar had been blessed by Gu Ling, and if it was planted in the coming year, it would become like this! Chen Sanlang said triumphantly.

"I see!"

"Will Gu Ling be blessed next year?"

"Yes! Two acres of land, even if there are many flowers, it is not enough for people to eat! ”

"San Lang, why don't you go and ask Childe to see if Gu Ling will still dream this year? If you want to support your dreams, let Gongzi be merciful, let the immortals bless some seeds, and we can eat a few mouthfuls of rice. ”

"Yes! Brother San Lang, in this military camp, Gongzi will talk to you and General Ren, you will go and talk to Gongzi, if our family eats rice, don't talk about this life, I will make cattle and horses for Sikong Gongzi for eight lifetimes. ”

"That's what I mean, too."

"I'm nine lifetimes!"

"I've had ten lifetimes!"

Chen Sanlang rolled his eyes when he heard this. In fact, he was also very shocked when he saw this scene. When he returned to his hometown, his son's strange fertilization methods, he also believed that his son was instructed by the immortals, otherwise how could a pampered son's brother move the things in the field? What's more, there are so many of these rice flowers that it makes people crazy.

But now he didn't think too much about it, now that the words that Noiro Zhongling told him were finished, all he needed to do now was to be silent, in his eyes, Childe was now an immortal-like figure, and the person who could win the favor of the immortals was more noble than the Son of Heaven in his eyes.

More and more people came here, and between inquiring and asking each other, the words "Sikong Gongzi", "Immortals" and "Rice" circulated among the crowd.

At the same time, in the other direction of Juntun, on the edge of a big tree on the bank of Yingshui, stood a young man wearing a robe and wearing a virtuous crown, looking at the large field of rice flowers in the distance that was much more than other paddy fields flying in the wind, and the young man muttered:

"But Wen Tian's mind..... Are these rice flowers the mind of the sky? ”

This person is Liu Ye. Liu Ye is a scholar and a well-informed person, unlike the people who only think about whether they can eat rice. I don't think about whether this is the order of the immortals. He only knew that if Sikong Gongzi had a method in his hand that could multiply the yield of rice, then....

Military rations are not a problem, and Cao's army can fight and recruit troops arbitrarily every year. As long as there are enough people.

Taxes aren't a problem anymore. Relying on the doubling of rice, what about the tax exemption in the whole territory?

When the people are full, they have time to think about more things, such as studying, forging weapons, studying mathematics, and even reviving the trade of merchants. You can also breed more people! How important these are to the world, Liu Ye couldn't understand it better.

Liu Ye also thought of one thing, if there is one person who can make the people of Li all over the world eat rice, how will the people of the world support this person?

Ascend to the heights and shout, destiny returns! This is what Liu Ye thought of.

Is the storm the heavens? Make a crown on the ninefold!

"Childe.... It really has the ability to be a wind and a cloud! At this time, Liu Ye had already made up his mind.

At the same time, in the rear of a large group of people's husbands, the pawn farmer Zhonglang put this son on horseback, looking at the clusters of dense rice flowers, and there was only one thing in his mind: "Let my father come and see!" Then he rode away.

Some of the people in Juntun want to send linen, weapons and other materials to Xudu today, and the news about the immortals descending the valley spirit has also been brought into Xudu with these people, one spread ten, ten to hundred, many people can't live in peace, want to go to Juntun to see, and some people even shout to go to kneel and worship.

Although they knew that the military camp was not accessible, they might be able to hear more news in the vicinity, and the people of this era would go to see some new things, and they could also bow down from a distance, as long as they were sincere.

Among the people who watched the excitement, there were many ministers of the DPRK and China, including Xun Yue.

At noon that day, in Cao Pi's small courtyard, Cao Pi was reading in the study, and Shu'er stood aside. Suddenly, Dianman called outside the door: "Childe, there are already people in the city to see the excitement." ”

"Lunch with me, I'm sure someone will be coming soon." Cao Pi put down the bamboo slip in his hand and said.