When Du He heard Wu Meiniang say this, he couldn't figure out the reason for all this: it must be the sloppy man in her mouth who once again improved papermaking, but because there were still technical defects, he couldn't sell it. Since he came from the people, there was no workshop for him to invent and experiment, so he built a house by the river and built a workshop himself to study papermaking.

Papermaking has the most sewage, both ancient and modern, and the man did not have any environmental consciousness and directly discharged all the sewage into the ditch. The sewage could not be more toxic, so it directly caused the downstream fields to suffer.

Mei Niang continued: "When I found here, I found that the villagers were all angry and were beating one person. I was afraid of my life, so I had to escort him and put him in the house. The villagers have no enmity with us and are afraid of the strength of the two guards I brought, and the two sides are deadlocked here......" Saying this, she let out a long breath and said, "Fortunately, Brother Du is here, otherwise Mei Niang really doesn't know what to do." ”

Du He listened to all the experiences, fell to the ground in his heart, and smiled: "Fortunately, you came in time, so that no one died." ”

After a moment of silence, Du He said to the people: "I know the details, and I want to ask you. You want to drag the person in the house out, beat him to death, and then be imprisoned in Chang'an Prison for malicious murder and punished. Or will we destroy the source of pollution, reclean the ditches, and re-cultivate the crops so that we can live a good life in the coming year? ”

"This ...... Naturally, the ditches were re-cleared and re-cultivated. The old man who knelt down before hesitated a little and made a choice.

Others were the same, echoing the old man's decision. In their eyes, it is better to be able to live than anything else. Now they saw that the seedlings suffered heavy losses, so they lost their minds, and now they have calmed down, how dare they maliciously create murders.

"So be it! If you believe me, immediately organize people to clean the ditches, and I will have people buy seedlings, and plant a batch of seedlings again in all the polluted fields before the spring ploughing is over, so as to ensure that you can have a good harvest in the coming year. As for the source of this pollution, I will dismantle it within this day, and I will not worry about it. ”

Hearing Du He's arrangement, more than 30 people present knelt down one after another and bowed their heads.

Du He hurriedly picked up the oldest of them, asked them to get up, and encouraged them loudly: "Time is pressing, how about everyone do it immediately?" I will let Chen Bing take care of the purchase of seedlings, and ensure that as soon as you finish cleaning the ditch, the seedlings will be delivered to you immediately. ”

Ling Chenbing also arrived, and when he saw that Du He had handled it well, he didn't say anything, and when he heard Du He say this, he also answered: "I can guarantee that the son will live up to your expectations." ”

The people don't know much about Du He, but Ling Chenbing has expectations in Wannian County, and when he says this, he is even more relieved, and the three of them got together and scattered to call people go.

"Chen Bing, the plan to build the road hasn't been implemented yet!" Although Du He was busy, he did not ignore the fief, and the fief given to him by Li Shimin was located in the center of Wannian County, very close to Chang'an. Two years ago, it was very prosperous here, there were many pedestrians and businessmen in the past, and there were often businessmen who came to stay in Wannian County, just because the consumption in the city was more expensive, and the small counties outside the city were much cheaper.

But two years ago, it rained heavily, and for some reason, the road leading to Chang'an official road in the village became potholes, so that fewer travelers went, and the prosperity of the village gradually withered like a remnant flower.

Ling Chenbing saw that the time and place in their village were favorable, and proposed to repair the road to promote the prosperity of the village. This matter is beneficial to the people and himself, Du He naturally did not refuse, and allocated some funds to Ling Chenbing for road repair. It's just that the farming has not passed, and the people in the village have not yet found free time, and the plan to build the road has been put on hold.

Ling Chenbing understood what Du He meant, nodded and said, "I will use this money to buy seedlings in other villages in the county, and I will never delay spring ploughing." The situation was urgent, and he left in a hurry without saying much.

"It's time to come out!" After persuading the people to quit, Du He went outside the house to see the culprit of the incident.

The door opened, and a dirty, ragged man entered, unusually thin, with dirty, messy hair, an unpleasant stench of mold and rot, and a bruised and swollen face.

Seeing him like this, Changle and Wu Meiniang subconsciously took a step back.

Du He also frowned, he also likes to be clean, and he is also a little disgusted by this kind of person who is not even willing to even the most basic grooming.

"Peng Yiliang, thank you General Du and this girl for saving their lives!" The man called himself Peng Yiliang, and knelt on the ground respectfully, with a pious face.

"Get up!" Du He didn't like others kneeling in front of him, so he got up and spoke, and then asked: "Don't you know that the wastewater produced by this paper production is no more poisonous, and it is only discharged into the ditch where the irrigation seedlings are located, but if it is discharged into the domestic water for human drinking, you will be responsible for human life?" ”

Peng Yiliang's face was pale, he looked palpitating, and he was also afraid for a while, he opened his mouth tremblingly, and he was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

"Fortunately, there are no fatalities now, and the loss is not small, but it is finally within the scope of what can be handled. Looking at your appearance, you can't pay for these losses, so that's it! Tear down the workshop and stop harming people. Du He was very curious about Peng Yiliang's papermaking technology, and he first gave him a favor because he discussed.

Peng Yiliang was grateful, and knelt down again: "The grass people just thought about convenience, and they didn't know that it would cause such a result." The general is benevolent, and the grass people are toothless and unforgettable. ”

Du He asked him to get up again and said, "I'm a little curious about the paper you made, I wonder if you can take it for me to see?" ”

Peng Yiliang hid in the house and also heard the conversation between Du He and Wu Meiniang, and he was not surprised, but his face was excited, and he had a strange emotion, so he hurriedly entered the house, took out a large stack of paper, and said: "These are the best I have made!" ”

Du He stretched out his hand to take it, handed it to Changle and Wu Meiniang respectively, and looked at it in his hand.

Paper is light and soft in the hand, in addition to the unsightly color, on the other advantages of paper, is that even hard yellow paper can not be compared, let alone bamboo paper.

glanced at the two women with an inquiring gaze, and from their eyes, Du He saw a message, shocked!

Who would have thought that such paper would come out of this dilapidated thatched hut, and the producer didn't even have an assistant.

Changle and Wu Meiniang praised in unison, "I didn't expect you to have such a clever technique." ”

Peng Yiliang looked for prestige, looked left, and was fascinated by Wu Meiniang's stunning beauty and demeanor, his eyes widened, and his mouth was wide open.

Wu Meiniang made him look a little annoyed.

Peng Yiliang was also shocked, turned his head, but saw Changle on the right, which also shocked Changle's peerless elegance, and stood on the spot, revealing a desolate idiot appearance.

Du He coughed, reminded him, and didn't care. The looks of Changle and Wu Meiniang are indeed enough to shock anyone.

Peng Yiliang was shocked again, lowered his head, his heart beat faster, he didn't dare to look at it anymore, remembered the admiration of the two daughters, and said in a low voice: "It's nothing, my parents died when I was a child, and I was adopted by Uncle Zhen in the same village when I was seven years old." Uncle Zhen is the owner of the papermaking workshop in the village, and I learned papermaking from him since I was a child. He treats me as if it were his own, and he never keeps all his skills private, and this is twenty years of learning. In the past 20 years, in order to thank Uncle Zhen for his great kindness, I have always devoted my mind to making paper, even if I close my eyes, I can make paper. When I was at the end of my craft, Uncle Jane told me that even if the papermaking technique was practiced to the peak, it would be like that. If you want to get ahead, you need to improve your papermaking technology. So, with his support, I spent ten years researching, but just when I was about to succeed, Uncle Zhen died of illness. And I also kicked me out because Uncle Zhen treated me too well, which caused the dissatisfaction of Uncle Zhen's family. Saying this, his face turned hideous: "I'm unwilling, I'm unwilling." Ten years of hard work, can not be just fruitless, I can not live up to Uncle Zhen's expectations, must successfully improve this papermaking method handed down. So, I set up my own workshop and researched by myself, but I didn't expect that it would cause such harm to the villagers. His face was unwilling, and he blamed himself.

Du He nodded and understood, this is really a specialty. Peng Yiliang has been encroaching on silver in papermaking technology for 30 years, and it is not surprising that he was able to invent this kind of paper, but I don't know why such a figure is unknown in history? If this kind of technique is really researched by him, his fame will never be inferior to Cai Lun.

"What did you make this paper from, and how much does it cost?"

Peng Yiliang thought about it, gritted his teeth and said: "Since the general has a great favor with Yiliang, I won't hide it from you." This paper is made by mixing bamboo and malotine grass with me, the cost is half of the bamboo paper, but the effect is far better than bamboo paper, if it is not for some flaws in the color, I believe that even the hard yellow paper can not compare to it! ”

Changle and Wu Meiniang both let out a low shout, and Du He also looked moved, "It's only half the cost of bamboo paper?" ”

Peng Yiliang said: "Not only that, the production process of this paper is simple, as long as there are enough people, you can make more than 100 sheets a day." He said this with pride in his tone.

Changle and Wu Meiniang exclaimed again, this time even Du He was no exception, they all knew that in the Tang Dynasty, it would take a year for a piece of rice paper to go on the market, and even bamboo paper would take more than ten days, and Peng Yiliang's new method could make more than 100 sheets in just one day, which can be described as terrifying.

"It's just ......" said this, Peng Yiliang sighed again: "It's a pity that this color level has always been difficult to overcome." ”

Du He's face changed uncertainly, and Wu Meiniang and Changle's respective minds also moved.

(To be continued)