On horseback, Du He stretched out his hand to Changle.

The matter was urgent, and Changle also let go of his daughter's reserve, stretched out his hand and let Du Ho pull on the horse.

The two rode together and hurried to the farmland.

Although the warm jade was in his arms, Du He had no intention of enjoying it, thinking about what Changle told him, "There was some accident in the farmland, and the people in the village lost their minds."

This people have always been the mildest group, but they have been treated unfairly, and they can endure it for a breath. They won't lose their minds unless they really provoke them. But just like a flood bursting its banks, once the people lose their minds, the power gathered is quite terrifying, and they can do anything you can't think of to come out and make a big deal about it.

The two of them came to the farmland, where the fields were full of green seedlings. The farming season is not yet over, but the hard-working people have already planted seedlings early and are waiting for the next year's harvest.

"Look at ......" Changle in Du He's arms saw something, and suddenly pointed to the ditch on the side and exclaimed.

Du He looked down her worthy place, and the ditches were black and muddy, just like the polluted rivers of later generations, and these polluted waters were flowing into the fields, and the green seedlings were faintly sluggish, and the sewage had brought a great deal of influence to them.

"What's going on?" Du He's face was stunned, and he also understood why the people had lost their minds. This farmer lives on the farmland, and the harvest is good in the coming year, and the harvest is poor in the next year, but if there is a natural disaster [***], there is no harvest, and they will not have a harvest in the next year.

Therefore, the annual spring ploughing is very important for the people, and destroying the spring ploughing is equivalent to destroying their livelihoods, and destroying the seedlings is equivalent to killing them!

How did this ditch, which was originally dug for a good harvest, become a deadly passage for the people? Who is polluting this lifeline on which the people depend.

Endless anger also surged in his heart, and the person who polluted the ditch undoubtedly stabbed the people in the chest.

The deeper you go into the farmland, the more polluted the water becomes, and the seedlings in the deep acres of fields have even withered and died.

Seeing this scene, Du He was anxious, rode his horse and galloped, and the narrow ridge could not even accommodate two people in parallel, but his riding skills were excellent, and the small space did not affect him at all.

After running for several miles, there was a whole noise and noise in front of them, and from a distance it seemed that the crowd was excited, and a group of people held all kinds of sticks in front of a thatched hut upstream, which was built by their own hands, and was shabby, but also a little crooked, and a strong wind could blow down.

Ling Chenbing was riding a horse not far in front of them.

Changle's horse is the Shudi horse of Bashu in the south, tame and short, and the speed is not fast, while Duhe's horse is the best war horse in the army, and he has the upper hand in terms of foot strength, not to mention riding. Although Ling Chenbing was one step ahead, he still let him catch up.

Du He bypassed Ling Chenbing from another ridge and came to the scene of the accident first.

"General Zhongwu of the Tang Dynasty, Du He, the county prince of Wannian County, is here, everyone will step back for me first!" He rode his horse and whipped his whip and rushed directly in front of the people through the spurs, blocking their intention to advance.

Hearing Du He drink like this, all the people took a step back.

Du He is the county of Wannian County, and their group is under the jurisdiction of Du He, and his unexpected appearance made the passionate people all avoid their mouths. In the face of Du He, the boss-level figure in the fiefdom, there are some fears.

Du He turned over and dismounted, and said in a loud voice: "I also saw that the ditch was polluted along the way, and I understand why you are so angry, but impulsiveness will not solve the problem, it will only make you punished by the laws of the Tang Dynasty." Put down what you have in your hands, as your patron, as the master of this fiefdom, I will seek justice for you in this matter. And I promise that you will definitely get a good harvest this fall. ”

Du He is finally a small commander in the army, and there are some convincing attitudes similar to those of famous generals such as Li Jing, Hou Junji, and Li Ji, although they are far inferior to them, but it is more than enough to shock the people.

Hearing Du He say this, they both felt reasonable, and they were infected by the confident momentum, and one by one they also put down the sticks in their hands.

One of them knelt on the ground and cried: "Lord Du, the grass people's fields are not far from here, and most of the seedlings in the fields have withered and died due to the impact of sewage. The sky is pitiful, the grass people's family all rely on these thin fields to survive, and now teach us how to live in the coming year. ”

"Don't worry, this old man! I, Duhe, will definitely deal with this matter impartially, and I will not let you suffer any losses in vain. Du He turned around as he spoke, and when he saw the three people outside the hut, he couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Why are you?" ”

There are three people standing outside the thatched house, one woman and two men, and the woman led by the woman is in a light yellow silk shirt, which looks chic and elegant, and her face is radiant, it is Wu Meiniang. Behind her stood two stout men in their forties, dressed like guards. Wu Meiniang is not what it used to be, as one of the owners of the Drunken Immortal Fang, she really needs to be guarded and protected.

He had been so focused on the people that he didn't care who was behind him. turned around, but saw Wu Meiniang, who had a good relationship with him, and couldn't help thinking: "Could this matter be related to Meiniang?" ”

Wu Meiniang saw Du He's puzzled expression, and hurriedly stepped forward to explain: "Brother Du, don't get me wrong, this matter has nothing to do with me!" She knows Du He very well, and knows that Du He is the kind of person who would rather pull out the beard of the king of Yama than step on a little grimace. He is the kind of person who would rather offend a big man than involve innocent people. The most hated and disdainful thing for people like him is the guy who relies on his ability to bully the people.

This matter has already involved the livelihood of a large number of people, and if he misunderstands, his position in his heart is afraid that he will fall to the bottom.

Rao is Wu Meiniang has all kinds of wit, thousands of thoughts, and her heart is so far, she can't help but break her heart, and her eyes are slightly red.

Changle was shocked in his heart: "This beautiful girl is in love with him for ten minutes, how can it be ......" When she first saw Wu Meiniang, she felt that she was very familiar, and she was amazed by her appearance, but also thought in her heart if she had seen it somewhere. Later, seeing that she had a somewhat close relationship with Du He, she couldn't help but be vigilant, and a figure also appeared in her mind.

"Could it be that she ......" Changle remembered that when Du He set out for the first time, she and Li Xueyan went to the city wall to see each other off silently because they were worried. They saw Duhe wave to a man in the crowd after saying goodbye to his family.

They couldn't see it clearly when they stood on the city wall, but they vaguely saw that there was a beautiful woman in the direction of Du He's beckoning, and in retrospect, the woman's vague appearance gradually merged with the girl in front of her, and her mind turned slightly, and she secretly removed the veil, revealing a more dangerous face.

Du He's mood was not as delicate and thoughtful as these two girls, Wu Meiniang's expression he only vaguely understood, and he didn't realize the deep meaning at all, but he also felt that this matter had nothing to do with Wu Meiniang. Because with Wu Meiniang's current value, she would not build such a dilapidated house in this place, nodded and smiled: "I believe you!" ”

Wu Meiniang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming.

Changle's heart jumped, "This woman is really beautiful......

Du He didn't have time to care about anything else, and asked, "What the hell is going on!" Of course, this matter has nothing to do with Wu Meiniang, but since she is here, she must also know the reason, so she has this question.

Wu Meiniang said: "This matter needs to start a few days ago! ”

"Ten days ago, Mei Niang asked her subordinates to buy some bamboo paper to practice calligraphy, and her subordinates bought these." As she spoke, she took out a few pieces of paper folded in half from her sleeve and handed them to Duhe.

Du He's eyes widened, and he whispered: "Paper folding", he showed a shocked look, paper folding is not strange in the later generations, in the later generations, the paper can be folded as much as you want, you want to make airplanes and make airplanes, you want to be frogs and frogs. But this is the Tang Dynasty, where it is impossible to fold except for rice paper and some precious paper. The most widely circulated paper on the market is bamboo paper, hard yellow paper, bamboo paper is popular in well-off homes, this kind of paper is as hard as a biscuit, it breaks when it is broken, and can only be used for writing. Hard yellow paper is popular in the upper class, and Li Shimin, Du He and some high-ranking officials and nobles use this kind of paper when practicing calligraphy. The last process of this hard yellow paper is waxing, as soon as the paper is folded, the wax will fall off and wrinkle, and the paper surface will no longer be neat.

Only the high-grade paper of the rice paper level has the possibility of folding, but Wu Meiniang handed over it is indeed folding paper, and it cannot be rice paper.

Du He was full of doubts and dismantled the paper in his hand, the paper was divided into three, three of which were of similar texture, but the color was different, one was black and one was yellow, and the other was a little white, and he couldn't help but say: "This ......"

Wu Meiniang explained: "I also thought it was strange at the beginning, and I wondered if I was mistaken. How can bamboo paper be so good, although the color of this paper is not good-looking, but the texture is softer than hard yellow paper. So he found someone and asked in detail to find out the reason. It turned out that when I was buying paper at the paper store, my servant asked a sloppy man to stop me and sell it at half the price of bamboo paper. She was greedy and made a deal with the other party. I was thinking that there is no fool in the world who will make a loss-making business, there must be someone like Cai Lun at the beginning, invented a new papermaking method, this method is cheaper and more practical, but it may be that the technology is not up to the mark, so the color of the paper is different. If you find him, take it back for your own use, and help him create this new paper, when it is successful, this paper will surely become popular all over the world because of its cheap and practical use. So, I used all my strength to find the man, and it took me ten whole days to find this place. ”

(To be continued)