Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Army of Reclamation

The dead are gone, and the living are like this;

It is already the beginning of May, the northern land is cold in the morning and evening, but the temperature at noon has become a scorching sun, and the Qingzhou Yellow Turban has also begun the reclamation battle with infinite expectations for the future;

The lush woods were cut down in patches, the pillars of success were stored, the rotten wood that did not become timber was chopped into burned wood and used up, Li Yu worked with the Qingzhou Yellow Turban with a heavy heart, it was a pity that Xi Zhicai's death was a pity, but he was already terminally ill and could not be helped, otherwise Li Yu would not have stood idly by;

Hundreds of miles of land outside Xuchang City have been emptied, perhaps this will have a great impact on the future environment, but now is not the time to consider that, human life is the most important, and only by living can we create everything;

Having never eaten pork and seen pigs run, Li Yu used a more scientific method to create a "Quyuan plow" that can be dragged by cattle and horses;

Compared with the previous plough, the curved plow has several major improvements. First of all, the straight wheel, the long wheel is changed to the curved wheel, the short wheel, and the plow disc that can rotate freely is installed at the head of the wheel, so that not only the plow frame becomes smaller and lighter, but also is convenient for turning and turning, the operation is flexible, and the manpower and animal power are saved.

Although he is not very clear about the structure of the Quyuan plow, Li Yu painted the gourd according to the gourd and discussed with several capable carpenters to make the Quyuan plow, and mass production, this creation immediately accelerated the speed of Qingzhou Yellow Turban reclamation, compared with the previous plow, the Quyuan plow is really very labor-saving;

"Teacher!" , Looking at it from a distance, Cao Pi, the little guy, ran towards Li Yu with a lot of bumps, just wanted to hug him, but when he saw the dung and dirt on his body, he had to give up, Li Yu had to smile and rub Cao Pi's little face;

At first, some farmers who were called experienced did not agree, and the ditches with too large gaps made them think that the grain planted would be reduced, and the manure juice was hated by anyone;

Li Yu was in a bad mood and had no time to pay attention, so he just operated the ploughing cattle to relax the land over and over again, went to the city to dig manure and then mixed it with soil for fermentation, and then sprinkled it on the land as fertilizer; Seeing Li Yu silently doing it by himself, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans had no choice but to follow;

At this moment, they seem to have found the backbone again, for the relief of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, Li Yu beheaded thousands of wealthy families in the city in one day has spread throughout the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, which makes them see Li Yu who protects them;

is not afraid of hard work and eats unpalatable porridge with them, lives in a private house, does the cheap work done by inferior people, and personally digs out dung, which makes them see Li Yu who shares weal and woe with them;

No matter which thing is enough to gain the support of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, they can proudly say in their hearts: This is our uncle of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban - Li Yu of Qianjun!

Whether it's right or wrong, they just followed Li Yu anyway;

"Hmmm... It stinks! Cao Pi pinched his nose and coquettishly to Li Yu, children are a good medicine to relieve his mood, Li Yu forgot all his troubles and sorrows in an instant, and chased after Cao Pi with his teeth and claws: "Little P! I'm going to catch you! Haha..."

After some frolic, Li Yu returned to the ridge field, where Cao Fang was waiting for him, looking at Li Yu, who was emaciated and full of stubble, Cao Fang's eyes rushed up, and he didn't care about the filth on Li Yu's body, holding Li Yu was crying;

"Hey, hey, hey! Little P is still watching! Li Yu helplessly hugged it or not, he could only say embarrassedly;

As soon as Cao Fang turned around, sure enough, Cao Pi, who was like an elf bean, covered his little face with his hand, hey! Why do you kid have to spread your fingers apart?

Cao Fangqiao's face flushed, wiped her tears shyly, and pleaded: "Huaide! Let's go back! The hopeful gaze made Li Yu's heart soften and moved, but he was entrusted by others and loyal to people, and he would not leave when the Qingzhou Yellow Turban had not yet lived a peaceful life;

"No! More than a million mouths are waiting to eat! If this year's harvest is not good, we will be miserable! Shaking his head, Li Yu rejected Cao Fang's proposal;

Usually, a woman who can grasp a man's stomach will capture a man's heart; But a woman who understands a man's heart will directly capture a man's heart, and Cao Fang is undoubtedly the woman who can directly capture a man's heart.

Cao Fang didn't dwell too much on this matter, but just asked Li Yu not to work too hard and let him rest more, now is not the time to fall in love, because there is a small light bulb;

Chen Liu is Cao Cao's birthplace, which is of great significance, but after taking Yanzhou, that place is not so important, Cao Cao brought all his family members, accompanied by Xiahoudun and Zhang Miao, as for the management of that place, Cao Cao has appointed Zang Hong to manage;

Chen Liuguo, including Chenliu County, and many urban and rural areas, occupy almost one-fifth of Yanzhou, which also shows Cao Cao's trust and reuse of Zang Hong;

Xiahoudun, Cao Chun, and Cao Ang were all thrown by Cao Cao into the barracks of the Qingzhou Army and the Black Mountain Army to participate in training and other matters, for which Cao Ang also complained that he Lao Tzu did not let him go to see Li Yu and Teacher Li, Cao Cao was deeply shocked, and silently thought in his heart: I hope you don't say that the teacher is better than your father;

"Little P is right!" , Cao Ang came to such a sentence in pieces,

"Uh..." Heavens, is this my son?

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At night, lying in the adobe house through the thatched roof that was blown out of the gap in the roof, Li Yu hugged Cao Pi and pointed to the stars in the sky: "That is the Cowherd Star, that is the Vega Star...", Cao Fang left, Cao Pi stayed;

The clingy little p said that he was not afraid of hardship, and hoped to get Li Yu's teachings, but in fact, he wanted to get his father's love... Right?

"Teacher, why do you have to farm yourself, wouldn't it be better to let someone else do the work? This way you can also save energy... You are a well-known scribe in the world, why do you want to do this...", Cao Pi asked;

"Do this cheap business, huh? Little ghost! Li Yu smiled: "What do we eat if we don't farm?" Now is an extraordinary time, and extraordinary times will have to do extraordinary things, and maybe the emperor will have to do this kind of dirty work in the future! The people are in distress, and all living beings are suffering, so why should we enjoy it? ”

Education should start from the baby, education should vary from time to time, and education should seize the opportunity;

Compared with Cao Ang, Cao Chun, Wu Anguo and the like, Cao Pi is his real student, at this time Cao Pi is still a blank piece of rice paper, Li Yu is a brush full of ink, let him sway, let him smear, and those adult people, they have their own thoughts, and can not really inherit and learn all the knowledge, style, and will of Li Yu...

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ps: In view of the fact that the book friends have too deep resentment about "Zhang Ning's death", the younger brother has to reveal it first, in fact... Let's look down!