Chapter 100

"Hey!"

With a sigh in the room, the girl in plain clothes slowly sat up from the bed, but there was no trace of sleepiness in her bright eyes.

"It's all that guy who did it!"

Shen Jingxian, who couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, said hatefully on her lips.

Although in the past few months, grandpa didn't clearly say what he meant, but faintly she guessed grandpa's thoughts, grandpa wanted to marry her to that Tang lord, and to that Qingguo person.

"Has Grandpa forgotten his ancestral teachings?"

Thinking of the ancestral training at home, the dissatisfaction in Shen Jingxian's heart all fell on Tang Haoran, in her opinion, it was by no means that her grandfather flocked to her, thinking of the unscrupulous gaze of the person when she met a few times, her heart was panicked and annoyed at the same time.

"How can he be a gentleman?"

Obviously, that Lord Tang is by no means a gentleman, but why is his grandfather willing to go back to his ancestors to train into the curtain, as a member of the dynasty but a guest of the Qing Dynasty, Shen Jingxian's little head can't figure out why, not only that, but even tried himself a few times, and looked at the momentum that had the intention of marrying her to Tang Haoran.

In fact, Shen Jingxian didn't know her grandfather's thoughts, the Shen family from Songjiang was different from others, although she was in Beibei, but her ancestors had a family motto passed down, men can marry Korean women, but women are not allowed to marry North Korean men.

And the people of the dynasty who are in exile in North Korea are only more than 11 surnames and more than 300 families, among which there is neither a young man who can pass on the Shen family's family education that satisfies his grandfather, nor a person who can make Shen Jingxian's heart broken, otherwise how could it be delayed for 19 years, and she herself has become an "old girl". The grandfather who loves him is afraid that the last thing he wants is that she will never marry like an aunt.

"Hey......"

There is no trace of sleepiness in Shen Jingxian. After a long sigh. Then he changed his clothes and walked out of the room, this independent courtyard is located in the courtyard of the South Palace, and it is also the residence of the grandfather in the house, and the door of the courtyard is the Ming style garden of the South Palace.

Shen Jingxian, who was walking in the garden, seemed a little bored. Just when she walked along the porch to the wall, a faint flute sound suddenly came out of the back garden through the flower window on the wall, in this quiet midnight, it was very attractive, the flute whimpered melodiously, the low flute sound came out of the wall, but the novel melody made the girl who had no intention of falling asleep couldn't help but stand on the wall to admire. The melody of the flute from the wall was at first low and whimpering, as if there was an endless sorrow, and then the tune was raised, and the flute seemed to become very passionate again.

"This tune is fresh, not in the middle, not in the foreign ......"

Shen Jingxian whispered on her lips. She had seen a lot of new music in Nanbetsu Palace—the military band would play in the palace every day, and she even learned to play the piano with the Western woman. She also knew the staves, compared with the music rhythm of the early Chinese law, the Western music rhythm is more abundant, which really made her happy, and naturally she also tried to combine the Chinese and Western music rhythms.

"It's just that this man's flute is better than that of a country shepherd!"

Curious, Shen Jingxian stood up and looked at the backyard from the flower window, the backyard of the Nanbie Palace was the "laboratory" of the Tang Lord, and outsiders rarely entered, and Shen Jingxian, who was not from meeting him, naturally deliberately avoided this place.

With a little light, Shen Jingxian vaguely saw that the piper had his back to herself, although she was turning her back to herself, but the light green Confucian robe on her body still made her slightly stunned, Nanbetsu Palace is different in the palace, there are still Koreans in the mansion, but there are only Chinese in the palace, they are either wearing Western-style military uniforms, or wearing Qing palace clothes, except for grandfather, who will wear Han-style Confucian robes.

Curious, the flute sounded, and the man put down the flute in his hand, picked up a booklet from the side, and tapped his arm lightly, as if he was holding the rhythm.

"Could it be that this person is composing music?"

Shen Jingxian, who was becoming more and more curious, looked at the open courtyard door not far away, and after hesitating for a moment, she couldn't help but be curious, and when she got closer, she heard the person who seemed to be humming something there.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. Wide sleeves fluttering, where are they now......"

When she heard the chanting clearly, Shen Jingxian's footsteps suddenly stagnated, who else could that voice be except for the annoying Lord Tang? How could he be dressed in a Confucian robe, and still humming such a tune.

"After several vicissitudes, several hesitations, the clothes are insignificant, and finally become a ......"

muttering these words softly in the bottom of his heart, although it seems that there is no literary brilliance at all, but it is difficult to hide the sadness between the words, when Shen Jingxian listened quietly, the whole person was completely immersed in this song "Return to the Han and Tang Dynasties" Tang Haoran did not notice that someone was coming, but continued to recall the tune, re-playing it from time to time, and singing softly from time to time to find the feeling of the song.

"I would like to return to the Han and Tang Dynasties and play the role of the palace merchant again. With my Han family clothes, Xing my country of etiquette, I am willing to return to the Han and Tang Dynasties, and then compose a prosperous chapter, why not be afraid of the road obstacles and long, look at my Huaxia Erlang......"

While humming this lyric, Tang Haoran's brows furrowed slightly.

"Why do you want to go back to the Han and Tang Dynasties? It's not ......."

Although in the latter regard, the Han and Tang dynasties are undoubtedly the strong and prosperous era in the dreams of the Chinese people, but it is somewhat inappropriate to use it in this era, for Tang Haoran, the reason why he thinks of this song is to use this song to awaken nationalism that has been sinking for more than 200 years in China. Although on the surface, he seems to be full of confidence and does not worry about the current situation, but deep down he knows better than anyone else the habits of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and when the external troubles disappear, the internal troubles are remedied.

Is it an internal worry?

Maybe for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, they can't rank at all now, but who knows if those Qing gossip officials will target themselves, it is not enough to rely on silver to make points, the most important thing is to be prepared.

If it really doesn't work, then it's against him, mother, ...... But before that, you have to be prepared, and spiritual mobilization is one of them, and this song is one of them.

"If it's wrong, why not fix it?"

Shen Jingxian, who was standing on the side, regretted it as soon as she spoke, and the words behind her made Tang Haoran startled.

"It turned out to be Miss Shen, why are you here?"

See who is coming. Tang Haoran couldn't help but be stunned. Why is she here?

The other party's rhetorical question made Shen Jingxian's palm-sized little face instantly blush. It was hard to say that she was attracted by his flute, which was no better than that of a teenager, so she hurriedly tried to change the topic.

"I was walking in the garden, but I could see ......"

With a sweep of her eyes, Shen Jingxian pointed to the half-foot-high clay jar on the side, and suddenly showed mockery in her words.

"But when he saw that someone had planted wheat in the jar, he wondered what kind of man had been so bored to grow wheat in the jar."

Not really. There were dozens of golden wheat plants planted in the two-meter-wide water tank, and when she said this, Tang Haoran immediately laughed:

"Jingxian, don't underestimate these twenty-seven wheat plants."

Twenty-seven plants, this is the wheat grown from the wheat grains in the package of "pigeon food", what makes Tang Haoran fortunate is that those wheat grains are not hybrid wheat, the original thirty-one wheat grains not only germinated, but also produced ears, and what is more gratifying is that the seeds have not degenerated. There is even a relative increase in production for unknown reasons.

"Look at what you said, is it possible that this wheat bears gold!"

The voice was too close to Jingxian. Only Shen Jingxian couldn't help but blurt out a sarcasm, and even she didn't know why she couldn't help her temper when she saw him.

"Gold?"

Tang Haoran shook his head and said seriously:

"In my eyes, the price of wheat produced by these dozens of wheat plants is more expensive than a thousand gold!"

"What is the price? Tang Jun, you're talking in your sleep! ”

Shen Jingxian, who felt very strange, looked at the ripe wheat in the water tank in surprise, and couldn't tell the difference between it and ordinary wheat.

"Did you know that one ear of wheat can produce more wheat?"

This, who knows, you are clearly difficult for me! Shen Jingxian pouted dissatisfiedly.

"I have counted, the most is 38 grains, the least is 29, these 27 wheat plants can produce 901 grains of wheat, according to the germination rate of 9 percent, next year, you can produce 2 catties of wheat to ......"

When he spoke, Tang Haoran's face was full of expectation.

"If we can plant in the tropics, the wheat harvested in the year will be enough to plant more than a dozen acres of land, and next year it will be enough to plant tens of thousands of acres, so as long as I plant these wheat, it will only take four or five years, just these dozens of wheat!" It will produce enough wheat to grow in hundreds of millions of acres of fields. ”

Shen Jingxian, who was listening silently, couldn't help but laugh although she felt a little surprised.

"Isn't it like that, then, like chickens laying eggs, and eggs laying eggs, and isn't that the wheat and millet of the world like this?"

"It's different, Jingxian,"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Tang Haoran continued:

"This kind of wheat in the tank is different from other wheat."

Tang Haoran did not continue to elaborate, but asked rhetorically.

"Jingxian, do you know how much wheat yields per mu?"

Seeing that he didn't answer himself, Tang Haoran continued,

"In northern China, millet is generally eaten, with a yield of more than 100 catties per mu, and the yield per mu of wheat is also about the same, and it can even be inferior, and my wheat, this is a good seed that I have carefully cultivated, and the yield is naturally far more than ordinary wheat!"

"Oh,"

Shen Jingxian replied directly.

"Say whatever you want!"

"Although one acre of land may not be able to get a thousand catties, if it is intensively cultivated and fertilizer is applied, at least four or five hundred catties of wheat can be harvested per acre."

"Four or five hundred pounds!"

Shen Jingxian's eyes widened in surprise and shouted at the same time.

"It may even be higher, according to the current yield, if the seeds are not degraded, the current yield can be maintained, and there is no problem with the yield of six or seven hundred catties per mu."

"Six or seven hundred catties per mu!"

Although Shen Jingxian is not engaged in farming, she has read a few agricultural books, if this is the case, will there be hungry people in this world?

"This, this is impossible!"

"How could it be impossible!"

When Tang Haoran laughed confidently, he looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but feel moved:

"Jingxian, if you don't believe it, you are willing to make a bet with me!"

"Bet on what? What if you lose? ”

Shen Jingxian pouted and asked, what is there to bet on, the yield per mu is six or seven hundred catties, what is the difference between this and the auspicious rui offered by those ministers in the history books? Even though she had never been in the fields, she knew that this was just a boast.

"If I lose, I should obey your orders!"

Tang Haoran patted his chest and said with a smile, at this time, it was just like "deceiving" a little girl when he was a teenager.

"Seriously!"

Although it was just a simple and empty promise, it seemed to sweep away the troubles in her heart when it was heard in Shen Jingxian's ears, if it was time...... Hmph, let him go back to grandpa!

"Take it seriously!"

After nodding in response, Tang Haoran asked rhetorically.

"Then what if Miss Jingxian loses by then?"

Tang Haoran's rhetorical question made Shen Jingxian stunned, if she loses at that time...... Just when she was hesitating, she heard Tang Haoran say.

"What? Miss Jingxian is scared? ”

Fear?

Although she knew that this was a radical method, Shen Jingxian hurriedly responded.

"Who is afraid, if I lose, when the time comes, you will be what you want!"

"That ......"

Hearing her say this, the smile on Tang Haoran's face suddenly became extremely bright.

"Then if it is then, Tang asks Miss to marry Tang, I don't know what Miss thinks!"

"Ahh Why are you so ......unreasonable?"

Tang Haoran's words only made Shen Jingxian's whole person startled, her pretty face turned red instantly, she dared to stay here, turned around and fled in a panic.

"Haha......"

Looking at Shen Jingxian who fled in the wilderness, Tang Haoran couldn't help laughing, this girl is really interesting! But when I think about it, it seems that I am indeed a little rude, and this kind of joke is not tolerated in this era...... Looking at the fleeing figure, thinking about the amazement every time I saw her, especially the elegance she exuded, it was incomparable to Yun'er.

It would indeed be a blessing to be able to marry a wife like her!

Marrying a wife, Tang Haoran, who had this idea for the first time, turned his head to look at the wheat in the jar, and couldn't help but laugh and said.

"Whether I can marry a wife or not depends on you!"

said such a joke on his lips, but he knew in his heart that this was just a joke, although this kind of joke is not allowed in this era, but after all, it has already been opened.

Retract the chaotic mind, look at the wheat in the tank, and after the wheat is harvested, you can plant those corn, plus the rice over there, these three staple foods are together this year, and there will be a few years of breeding and domestication, these good varieties will be able to spread throughout the country, and at that time, the famine will disappear from this country, and this may be a gift to the "New China".

Although the present "new China" is still far away, Tang Haoran will not have any doubts, at least now he has a force far greater than that of the revolutionary party of the past, and it only takes a few years for every word to change, and after only a few years of construction, the special zone will not only become the base camp of this national revolution, but also become the engine of the whole country.

"As long as the funds on the British side can keep up, what do you have to worry about!"

Thinking of this, a trace of worry flashed between Tang Haoran's lips.

"Britain, how could those Britishmen let go of this wealth?" (To be continued......)