Farewell reunion, full of lovesickness, but the present is not the past, and the children of Yuanzhi are negative. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the evening, Qian Kun had a brief reunion with his master and sister, and then said goodbye in a hurry, because the will in the depths of his mind forced him to live up to his children's affection.

Yu Ji didn't keep it either, because he felt Qian Kun's mission. When Qian Kun was leaving, Yu Ji also gave a gift: "The people, the foundation of the world!" ”

The younger sister Dou Hua was reluctant, and she was about to part, so she couldn't help crying.

Qian Kun wiped away the tears from the corners of Dou Hua's eyes and said comfortingly: "Senior sister, don't cry, when I am calm, it will be the time to marry you, now please take care of the master for me, okay?" ”

When Dou Hua heard this, he stopped crying and threw himself into Qian Kun's arms, and responded in a coquettish voice: "En! ”

Twenty days later, Qian Kun visited the Yue people in Zhuji and Taimo counties, and was recognized by the patriarch, so he returned to the county seat. As for the other counties in the south, they belonged to the second lieutenant in the southeast, and Qian Kun didn't want to disrupt the deployment of Dong Hong and Zhu Jun, so he didn't go; In addition, the autumn harvest is approaching, and it is the time to inspect agriculture and participate in the autumn festival.

On July 29, the autumn was crisp, and the ripe ears of rice dyed Jinghu gold.

A group of officials embraced Qian Kun and walked among the rice fields next to Jinghu Lake. The people bowed their heads and cut the rice in surprise, and they had long been numb to this form of officialdom.

Qian Kun walked up to a farmer, handed over the water bladder, and said politely: "Uncle, take a rest!" ”

Although the farmer did not want to stop his farm work, he did not dare to offend the officials, so he could only take the water bladder and thank: "Thank you, sir!" ”

Qian Kun sat down, patted the ridge next to him, smiled and beckoned, "Come, sit!" ”

"This ...... Your Excellency ......" the farmer looked at the copper sickle in his hand.

"Oh!" Qian Kun understood, pointed to the officials on the side and said, "You go and help Abel harvest rice!" ”

"Yes!" The officials responded.

"This ...... Thank you so much, sir! The farmer smiled innocently, sat down on the ridge, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and asked, "Is there anything wrong with the adults calling the grass people?" ”

"What do you call Abel? How many fields are there? Qian Kun asked while fanning the farmer.

"The grass people Kan Fu, because of the blessing of the ancestors, the dukes and dukes, there is one acre and seven points of fertile land next to this mirror lake, and there are five acres of inferior land at the foot of the mountain ten miles away." The farmer replied.

"Oh, how much stone grain does a year produce?" Qian Kun continued to ask.

"Lord Hui, this mu can produce about four stones a year in seven minutes, and five acres of inferior land can produce six stones."

"Except for the field endowment, the rest of the grain can be enough for your family to eat for a year?" Qian Kun asked with concern.

"This is definitely not enough, when the rice is harvested, the grass farmers can plant some miscellaneous grains, so that the family can have no worries." The farmer smiled wryly.

"Uncle Kan worked hard! Let's eat a pear! Qian Kun handed a pear to the farmer, and couldn't help but think in his heart: The middle farmer is barely living, and I don't know what the poor farmer should do? It would be nice if the production capacity per mu was increased.

"Ze'er, come here!" Kan Fu called.

After a while, a young boy came to Kan Fu's side, stared at the pear and asked, "Daddy, do you have something to do with Ze'er?" ”

Kan Fu smiled and handed the pears to the young child, and said, "Ze'er, Dad will give you pears." ”

The young boy took the pear, swallowed his saliva, and returned it to Kan Fu, saying, "Daddy works hard, you eat!" ”

Qian Kun was surprised to see on the side, a good father and son, busy calling his entourage to take out the pear, smiling and calling to the young child: "Come, brother will give you the pear." ”

The toddler ran over happily, and after making a decent gesture, he reached out and took the pear and gnawed it.

"This son is destined to become a talent!" Qian Kun praised.

Subsequently, Qian Kun also harvested rice for Kan Fu.

The autumn sun was still spicy, and after a while, Qian Kun sweated like rain.

After a moment, Qian Kun felt tired, so he stood up and straightened his waist, looking at the boundless rice field, and couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"Huh!" When Qian Kun wanted to bend down to cut the rice again, he found that the ears of a rice plant not far away were extraordinarily full and multi-grained, and when he got closer, the rice stalks were much stronger and straighter than the surrounding rice stalks.

Qian Kun looked at this special ear of rice and fell into deep thought.

Suddenly, Qian Kun thought about something and shouted, "Zhang Meng, come here!" ”

Cangcao Peng Zhang Meng ran over sweating profusely and asked, "What's the matter, my lord?" ”

"Look!" Qian Kun pointed to the special ear of rice and said: "This ear of rice is much fuller than the average ear of rice, and there are obviously more grains. ”

"There should be seven or eight percent." Zhang Meng replied.

"Seven or eight percent is enough!" Qian Kun was overjoyed, and then instructed Zhang Meng: "You go back to the government now, tell the county prince, and let him send all the idle officials and officials to the countryside to find this kind of rice ear, the more the better; There is also a list of counties to be published to the public, and an official letter is sent to the counties. ”

"My subordinates will go back." After Zhang Meng gave up, he turned around and ran.

"Wait!" Qian Kun stopped Zhang Meng, and then instructed: "Tell the county to tell the county that the officials and officials will get two dollars for one plant, and those who get the most will be rewarded with one thousand dollars, but they must not be secretly picked, and they must not disturb the people. There are also shoddy ones, prevaricating indiscriminately, and violators will be given ten rods. ”

"My subordinates have made a note of it." Zhang Meng hurried away.

Half an hour later, Kan Fu's one-acre and seven-cent rice was harvested by everyone, and Qian Kun led the crowd to continue to inspect all the way.

On the second day, the autumn festival was held at the "Matthew Sho Temple" in the west of the city.

Ma Tai Shou Temple, is the people to commemorate the Shun Emperor Yonghe period of the Tai Shou Ma Zhen built. Ma Zhen was too punctual in Huiji, inspected the local farmland and water conservancy in detail, and found that the plains north of Huiji Mountain were often flooded and seawater was injected, so he mobilized the people to build Jinghu Lake, making Huiji a land of fish and rice.

Qian Kun stood at the temple gate, reciting the sacrificial text; Officials, squires, and local tyrants also stood neatly and listened attentively. The people are busy with the harvest, and few people participate in this kind of activity.

After the memorial was recited, Cang Cao Peng took the sacrificial text with both hands, and then incinerated it.

Qian Kun took a copper knife to cut the five sacrifices and distributed them to the officials and squires present.

After more than ten days of hurried farming, the government officials and officials collected a total of five stones of high-quality rice, and Qian Kun ordered Zhang Meng to collect it and sow it in the coming year; and gave him the one who gathered the most a thousand pennies; Of course, the bullies were also punished.

In the next month, the counties also handed over the eight stone rice, but it was obviously much worse, Qian Kun ordered people to carefully screen, but also got three stone high-quality grain seeds.

On August 15, there was no Mid-Autumn Festival in the Han Dynasty, but moon viewing was already popular.

When the full moon was in the sky, Qian Kun was in the backyard of the government, laying bamboo mats, preparing wine and food, and feasting on the famous people in the county.

"This moon appreciation is also elegant, how about everyone writing poems about wine?"

"That's a good idea!"

"Then Zihou (Wang Duzi) comes first!"

The crowd seconded.

Wang Du got up with the wine and said: "Then I will be ugly, the autumn wind will be full of yellow dyeing, the grain ears will beat the real children, and the family will be treated as wine, and the full moon and autumn will be respected." ”

"Okay, it's time to drink the three big buds!"

"Next, how about Zhou Lin?"

"Seconded!"

“……”

The people sang poems and drank wine until late at night.

When he woke up the next day, Qian Kun suddenly had the idea of inspecting education in the county, so he sent someone to summon Wang Du, who had also just woken up.

"Zihou is here, sit!" Qian Kun saw Wang Du enter the study and said politely.

"What did the Lord summon his subordinates?" Wang Du arched his hand.

"Actually, it's nothing, I just want to know how the school style is in the county?" Qian Kun asked.

As a scholar, Peng Wang Du, of course, understands what is learned in the county, and said bluntly: "There are very few scholars in the county, but the private learning of the squires and local tyrants is prevalent, and the children of rich families can read, while there are very few ordinary people who can read." ”

"How many official schools are there in the county?" Qian Kun asked again.

"There's only one." Wang Du replied.

"It's just one! That's too little. Qian Kun exclaimed.

"There aren't many people in a house!" Wang Du sighed.

"It seems that it should be rectified, Zihou, you should go to investigate in detail immediately, my idea is that all children should be literate." Qian Kun commanded.

"Adults have good ideas, but it's hard to implement!" Wang Du sighed.

"Don't be afraid, everything is difficult at the beginning, let's take it step by step." Qian Kun comforted.

"My lord, my lord!"