There are also a lot of wild celery in the pot, so let's talk about the flavor.

It's still quite far away at this time, Ji Changfeng twitched his nose and said with a smile: "It's so fragrant, I can't wait!" ”

When Dong Ce and the others were passing by, there was a sudden commotion over there, and a bunch of people surrounded them, and they couldn't see what was going on inside.

Then, there was a scream.

"What's going on?" Dong Ce sat on the horse and said coldly.

When the crowd saw that it was him, they immediately fell to their knees respectfully.

The situation inside was revealed, but it was a man lying on the ground, his pants pulled up to his knees, and Yelu Lihe was holding the horsewhip in his hand, and he was slapping the man's buttocks and thighs fiercely.

There was already a bloody streak there.

Seeing Dong Ce coming over, Yelu Lihe strode over and said loudly: "My lord, this thief has a fish hidden in private, and he should be whipped thirty according to the rules." ”

Ji Changfeng was suddenly displeased, it's just a fish, as for it?

It's just that Dong Ce is here, but it's inconvenient for him to speak.

Dong Ce didn't care.

These people were plundered by horse thieves, burned their homes, killed their relatives, and were homeless, without food or clothing, and it seemed that they would starve to death. At such moments, it was Dong Ce who took them in, gave them food to eat, and brought them here to divide /one/book/read/novel ybdu to give them ploughland, giving them hope to live, and even reproduce and live in peace for a long time.

Dong Ce has been good enough for them.

But a person is such a cheap creature, if you treat him well, he will not cherish it much, and take it for granted, in the long run, the folk customs will become very bad. Therefore, it is necessary to have both grace and power, and the king and tyrant can be used at the same time, so that they know that under Dong Ce, there are not only benefits. You must still follow the rules, and you must be honest and obedient.

Dong Ce sat on the horse and looked at it, and sure enough, he saw that there was a lot of awe on the faces of these people.

This big stick seems to have been quite effective.

But after the big stick is beaten, the sweet dates will be made.

Sweet dates will be talked about tomorrow.

He explained to Ji Changfeng in a low voice: "The people, they don't suffer from widowhood but unevenness, today this person has a fish in his own possession, if he is not punished, everyone will follow the same example, how to discipline him?" What's more, at this time, it is a rock fort grass creation, and the work is one, all of which belong to the public school, and everything must be strict, and the rules must be established, and it will be easy to speak in the future. ”

However, it is obvious that Ji Changfeng is also insisting on his own opinions, and he is not so easily affected by other people's words, he just hummed lightly and stopped talking.

He made a look, Yelu Lihe nodded, strode back, and finally finished the thirty whips, and the man fainted to death once in the middle, and woke up in pain.

However, Yelu Li and his own measure, he looked like he was beaten with blurred flesh and blood, extremely miserable, but in fact it was all flesh wounds, and he would be fine in a few days.

When the flogging was over, the man was carried back to his house by several men.

The others lined up behind the cauldron, and Wang Yu and Wang Tong stood on the edge of the cauldron, serving food to each of the people.

Since they were farmers and had come all the way, they had fewer scruples, and both men and women had to work together during the day, so they all got together to eat, after all, the house was stuffy and dark. The Zhuang family, the picture is also a lively.

Seeing Dong Ce and a few people sitting over, everyone consciously avoided it to the side and flashed out the big position.

Ji Changfeng wanted to carry forward the idea of being close to the people, and went to the crowd with a bowl to talk about family life. However, the people in this era are afraid of officials like tigers, and they are not very familiar with him, so when he asks anything, he says yes with a respectful face. Master Ji's enthusiasm extinguished a large basin of cold water on his head, and he had no choice but to come back stupidly.

Because of this, the meal was not salty or light, and after a while, Ji Changfeng whispered to Dong Ce: "Sure enough, what the sages said is right, the people can make it, but they can't make it known." ”

Dong Ce said with a smile: "What the sages said is naturally the eternal truth, and it is probably not wrong. ”

But I sneered in my heart, I don't know what you reading seeds invented to fool the common people?

After eating, when I returned to the city gate, all the supplies had been unloaded. Seeing that it was not early, Ji Changfeng hurriedly said goodbye, in order to avoid rudeness, he explained: "I have to help Lord Bingbei Dao write a book to check the information, this is a major matter that Lord Bingbei Dao attaches great importance to, and he has already begun to write when he is still in office in the capital, and now he has written half of it." ”

"Oh? What book? Dong Ce couldn't help but be a little surprised, so he asked. Liu Ruozai is so busy with official business now, but he still has the heart to write a book?

"The Legend of the Golden Lotus." Ji Changfeng said with some pride: "But I suggest to the adults, it seems that it is better to change to the Golden Bottle Plum, and the adults have agreed." ”

Gold...... Gold...... Golden Plum?

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It's late at night.

Outside the rock fort has fallen into a dark silence, the people are poor and white, naturally there is no oil lamp stand, this time has been made of the little people, fell into a sleeping dream. There is a wind blowing in the great wilderness, already with a little coolness, the wind and water are rising, and the waves of the Gan River and the Huanshui River are bursting.

Not far away, there was a gentle sound of horses' hooves, and a group of six knights slowly instigated their war horses under their crotches to go from east to west along the north bank of the Huanshui River.

They could all slow down, more like they were on the reins, but they kept a straight line in the direction of travel. Everyone held torches in their hands, illuminating the surrounding area. Ten miles away, the Bai Mazi bandit gang was offended, and with Dong Ce's meticulous character, he naturally would not ignore their possible revenge. Anxiangdun is not afraid over there, the city is high and the pool is deep, small and hard, and the white pockmarked bandits can't gnaw it down at all. It is more worth worrying about the side of the Rock Fort, after all, there are many people who live outside the fort, if they are killed by the horse thieves such as Bai Mazi and cut them indiscriminately, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the hearts of the people who have just gathered will be dispersed immediately.

It was Dong Ce who arranged two patrols, and ironically, these two patrols were made up of horse thieves who had surrendered. The horse thieves were divided into two teams, one of five men, Marin leading the first team, and Jeruuri and the leading team. In this way, he, the military judge, has some strength under his hands. The two teams were on duty in the middle of the night, each directly responsible for Dong Ce, and handed over at the city gate.

It was the first half of the night, and at the front of the team was Yelu Lihe, and Dong Ce gave him a set of leather armor, which could be regarded as showing his special identity and the same treatment as Marin.

The other former horse thieves, the current night scouts, were issued with bows and arrows and iron knives. Dong Ce is not afraid of them running away, they have stayed in this group for this day, as long as they are not blind, they can see how huge the support and development potential of this group is, and they can clearly realize how lucky they are to be in this group now. It won't be long before the tide rises and even gets promoted and makes a fortune. With such a hopeful development vision, the ghost is willing to go back to be a horse thief?

Besides, if anyone dares to have two hearts, the first of the cooked copper hammers of Jeru-Woo and will smash his head!

At this time, in the front hall of the former official office of Rock Castle and now Dong Ce's residence, the torch lit up the entire hall.

Dong Ce sat at the top of the position, Shi Jin and several people stood on his left and right hands and bowed, but in front of Dong Ce, there were a few people kneeling, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads there.

After sending Ji Changfeng away today, Dong Ce gathered his subordinates together and asked about today's work.

The first was Wang Tong, who replied that a ditch with a relatively shallow degree of abandonment had been preliminarily excavated, and that the irrigation canal was about half a mile long and three meters wide. The siltation was not very deep, but now it has been dug less than a foot deep, and it is expected that the irrigation ditch will be cleared out within ten days.

Listening to this painful number, Dong Ce misses the excavator of later generations.

But the productivity of this era is like this, it's useless to be in a hurry, fortunately the land here is fertile, and it just rained a while ago, so it's not in a hurry to use it, just take your time.

As for the burning of wasteland, the progress will be much faster, after clearing out the vacant land around him, Wang Tong burned it up, straight up half a day high, and burned out more than 1,000 acres of land on the north bank of the Huanshui River and the west bank of the Ganhe River, and the grass and wood ashes were piled on the ground, which was the best fertilizer.

The old peasants also saw it and praised it repeatedly, they had never seen such fertile black soil.

Without further ado, Dong Ce immediately asked him to pick out some experienced farmers and discuss farming issues.

The few kneeling below are, Dong Ce asked them to get up and talk, and when they answered, they knelt down, and in the end, Dong Ce simply followed them, they were at ease like this.

The so-called farming problem, in fact, is the core and the most important problem is the question of what to plant.

"Have you ever seen anything like this?" Dong Ce gestured with both hands: "Vines grow on the surface, up to seven or eight feet long, lying on the ground, the leaves are green, and the vines are slightly red. Blooms with small flowers, white or yellow. The tuber grows underground, shaped like a spindle, with an earthy yellow or purplish-red surface, which can be so large and has a high yield. ”

Dong Ce's hands were one size.

What he said was, of course, sweet potatoes.

This kind of plant, as early as when Dong Ce first came to this world, he had thought about it more than once, and saw that the grain yield was so low - if you calculate it high, one acre of watered land can knock down one stone of grain, and one stone in the next season will be converted into more than one hundred and ninety catties of weights and measures in later generations. This made Dong Ce, who had long been accustomed to the yield of 700 catties per mu in later generations, feel very uncomfortable, but he also knew that there was no way to do it, in fact, in this East Asian land, this kind of grain production continued until the founding of New China. It was not until the following decades that production increased thanks to the leap forward in technology and the extensive use of chemical fertilizers.