The royal field is no different from farmland, it is a dry land, and the plant should be millet.

The saint is also a green hat and green robe, but there is only one person in the whole field, oh, and there is a cow, a plough and a morning glory of the general Yang Siqiao.

The ridge is also full of people, the queen and the four concubines are all supported by the palace maid holding the yellow dragon umbrella to cover the drizzle, the ministers are crowded with several colorful sheds, and the guards in armor are wearing rain cloths, all watching silently.

"Thousands of onlookers, a big scene" Dugu Xinci said with a heartless smile, he felt wronged earlier, hundreds of people watched him plough the field, but now the saint ploughed the land but there are thousands of onlookers, and he suddenly felt better.

"Wu Na boy, come here" Dugu Xinci, who was laughing with Nalan Feiya, suddenly heard the saint's shout, and suddenly felt a little dizzy, how could there be something here?

I saw that everyone was looking at themselves, Dugu Xinci touched his nose helplessly, went down to the field to the sage, and the sage stopped the rake, pointed at Dugu Xinci, and signaled him to take over.

"Isn't it okay? Isn't it good for a saint to plow the field? "Dugu Xinci doesn't do it, isn't it a matter of robbing the saint in front of everyone's eyes? If you want to take over, it's also the prince?

Dugu Xinci turned his head to search, but he didn't see the prince.

"Let you come over and come here, what are you rubbing?" The saint is angry, and Dugu Xinci is the same, is it not a glorious thing to plow the ground in front of a thousand people?

"It shouldn't be so-and-so, right?" Dugu Xinci is still unwilling.

"You are the county order of Wannian County, and there is also your control here, who will you call if you don't call?" The saint got impatient.

So Dugu Xinci reluctantly passed, "Do you want to provide lunch?" ”

"Yang Liulang also came up, you called someone to come and take the cow" The sage went up to the ridge and asked Yang Liulang, who was taking the cow, to go up too.

"How many more people do you need to plow a field? Look at a certain "Dugu Xinci took the ox rope, held the plow with one hand, shook the ox rope with the other hand, and called a clear sound, the ox moved forward, and the quyuan plow followed.

The saint and the crowd looked fresh, and this man drove the oxen to plow the land, which was the work of the old peasant.

Morning glory ploughing is a technical job, no one leads the cow, in the back of the cattle can be careful, although it is an old cow but let it go straight is not easy, only with the cow has a tacit understanding of the old farmer dare to drive the cattle to plow the land.

Dugu Xinci ignored everyone's gaze, and single-mindedly called this old cow, and he had to pay attention to the depth of the ploughshare, and the speed was not as fast as before in Wannian County.

But the sage had already ploughed half of this half-acre land, and Dugu Xinci was still unfamiliar and then mastered, faster than the sage and Yang Siqiao ploughed the ground just now.

"Have you done it before?" The saint was relieved to see that he had made two trips.

Dugu is kind and ignorant.

"Hurry up, where will you have lunch at noon" The sage Shi Shiran went to clean his feet and put on his boots.

Poor Wannian County, Ming Mansion, Far East Hou Dugu Xinci was busy for another half an hour before plowing this piece of land.

"The saint really bullies some kind of honesty," Nalan Feiya complained while pouring water for him to clean his hands.

"A certain is pitiful, so many people don't help him, only a certain kind heart" Dugu Xin Ciwu was indignant.

"Okay, you are kind, let's go to lunch together" King Duguzhen came over.

"A pitiful? Are you kind? Didn't a certain person give you a fortune, didn't he let you steal and play tricks? How many days have you not been on duty? "The saint was followed by him.

"One day, it's on duty, and I'm busy repairing Guangyun Lake in Qingchuan," Dugu Xinci saw Song Jing Xianggong behind him with a group of ministers.

"Hmph, the day before yesterday, why did you slip away after a stroll?" The saint continued to question.

"Leave when you're done? Still waiting for someone to invite you to dinner? "Dugu is unconvinced.

So the people who had been well entertained by Buddhism and had a fast meal blushed.

"The plough is on the ridge, the hands are swollen and the stomach is hungry, the poems of the Far Eastern Hou are realistic and the scenery is written, I don't know if there are good poems today?" Ziwei made Zhang say but didn't care.

"Since your hands are swollen and your stomach is hungry, how can you have the leisure to compose verses?" Dugu Xinxin is not going according to his wishes.

It stands to reason that even if you don't want to compose verses, you can ask if you have any good verses? Dugu Xinci is remote, how can he have the leisure to compose poetry? Zhang said that Xianggong's next words are not easy to say, reciting his own poems, right? Isn't it self-revealing that he has idleness?

Zhang said that the prime minister choked, and the saint did not relieve the siege, waved everyone back, and took a few people to Qingchuan.

The queen took the concubines back to the palace, Song Jing Xianggong returned to the court with hundreds of officials, and only Ru Yao Chong and other idlers followed him to Qingchuan, oh, Yao Chong is now half the master of Qingchuan.

"Or are you comfortable here? You are a big man, what is the matter with bathing in the daytime? Dugu Xinci went back to the courtyard to take a hot bath, changed into dry clothes and came out, and heard the sage's accusation.

"Bathing or picking a good day or an auspicious day? Clean your hands if you are not clean, and take a bath when you are uncomfortable, this is the student code of the Chinese Normal University Hall, "Dugu is kind and ignores, and goes directly to the dishes and chopsticks handed over by Nalan Feiya, and picks a chicken leg and gnaws it."

"And complaints? Plough half an acre of land and be unhappy? "The saint is dissatisfied.

"So-and-so is happy, so-and-so is honored to be here? Saint, who will make a fuss about today's events in the future, and there is nowhere to complain? ”

"What's going on today?" The saint pretended to be confused.

"It is also a holy decree for the saint to let you plough the land, how can there be a problem if you obey it?" Zhang said that Xianggong actually followed, Song Jing Xianggong disappeared, and Dugu Xinci pondered the meaning.

"What's the article on letting you plow the ground?" The saint laughed.

"Too lazy to care about you and others", Dugu Xinci only cares about eating vegetables.

"The sage can let Song Xianggong continue to plow the land, and he can let the prince continue to plow the land, how can it be the turn of the stars?" Nalan Feiya was distressed to pick up vegetables for her lover, and she didn't forget to complain.

"That's it? How can it be as complicated as you think? You are the county magistrate of Wannian County, and that piece of land is also your jurisdiction, and a certain is also a descendant of a certain person, and it is reasonable for you to continue to plow the land.

"It's a pity that the Far Eastern Hou doesn't have a poem today?" Zhang said that he also changed the subject.

"Little Du Fu, can there be poetry today?" Nalan Feiya didn't wait for Dugu Xinci's instructions, so she called Du Fu over.

"Lotus fun south path, hoopoe song.

The stream rain is more than moist, and the soil paste is rather tired of opening.

The ditch is gone, and the clouds are back.

Whoever is tired of ploughing still wins and is rewarded. ”

Du Fu opened his mouth and came to a song, Zhang Shuo was choked again, and he was showing off his own poems in front of a teenage child? You still want to make a face, right?

"Good verses, come, eat a chicken leg to replenish your brain" Dugu Xinci smiled, Du Fu left in disgust, he was showing off with a few Hanlin? Wei Bin, Zuyong, and several idlers also followed.

"This time the water and land dojo of Buddhism is very good, the scene of nearly 600,000 people? More than 100,000 families of loyal martyrs are also very satisfied, and your ghost idea is good," the sage praised again.

"Can't a saint say he's satisfied? Something practical, a hundred jars of dry and wine? "Dugu Xinci is not very satisfied.

"There is no wine in the wine cellar of a certain person, and you have been blackmailed by you for a long time? Still? Why don't you give the winery in Hexi? The saint was annoyed.

"Okay, then you can go to the vineyard in the summer to cool off, and go to the wine in the autumn" Dugu Xinci made a happy gesture.

"You're so beautiful? Thinking so beautifully? I don't know where the saint learned this.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it, the beauty of a certain only lets Xiaoya know" Dugu Xinci hummed.

"By the way, what did you do with Buddhism two days ago?" The sage asked suddenly.

"Huh? What about the car and boat? A certain said that a certain spent a lot of money to buy a book, and a certain needed to earn it back, so he wanted to drive a car and boat, and there was no one in his hand, so he asked Master Kongwu and Master Kukai to ask for it, and they didn't say a word and sponsored 50,000 yuan of books to people, "Dugu Xinci doesn't care."

"You spend a lot of money to write books, you know, you want to earn back, you also understand, but how can you find the Buddha? Isn't there someone in the inner library? "The saint is dissatisfied.

"Hehe, so-and-so went to tell the queen that so-and-so spent 10,000 yuan to write a book, and so-and-so wanted to earn it back, and so-and-so partnered with Neiku to drive a car and boat, right? In addition, Queen, shouldn't this book money be shared by the inner treasury? Dugu Xinci spit out the chicken leg bones and said with a smile, "Will the queen take the tea cup and throw it?" ”

The saint and the crowd were speechless when they heard this, the queen probably wouldn't throw him with a teacup, but he would be driven out of the door after a while, isn't this blackmail? But how did Buddhism agree?

"You should give Mo a good talk about this?" The saint pondered for a moment.

"That's the thing, huh? A certain person is invited to write a book, and the content of the book is also known to the sage, who builds ships, travels ships, digs ditches, calculates, and very, etc., and has already spent tens of thousands of yuan, and when the book is completed, it will cost hundreds of thousands of yuan, and so on need to earn it back? Dugu Xinci sighed and began to explain.

"Wait, isn't writing a book a thing that will last for a hundred years? And thou wilt use it to make money? Zhang said that Xianggong was confused.

"What do you want to do for a hundred generations? After a certain death, who cares about his flood? Dugu Xinci was very disdainful, and everyone was speechless again, who doesn't want to live forever? Who doesn't want to go down in history? But this person said that after death, who cares about the flood?

"Okay, when a certain finishes speaking, a certain will think about earning back ten Kaiyuan Tongbao, so a certain thinks that with this technology in hand, a certain can build a ship, and after building a ship, you can transport goods, of course, you can make money by transporting goods? It's as simple as that, and you don't think it's complicated? Just now I also said that a certain thought is complicated, and what you think is called complicated" Dugu Xinci and a piece of pork knuckle to taste, this is brought out by the palace, smell the taste, and put the spices.

The saint did not come to Qingchuan empty-handed this time, and brought a lot of food prepared by the palace, otherwise he would not have started the banquet so quickly.

The saint and the crowd will be skeptical.

"It's just that this car and boat company needs more people, and Dugu Ming Mansion estimates that it needs at least 100,000 people," Yao Chong continued on the side, and this number shocked everyone.

"Where are so many people needed? Where are so many people? Zhang said that he didn't believe it.

"Where there is water, there are Yantang cars and boats, how many rivers are there in the country? How many ferry crossings are there? How many are 100,000 people? Yao Chong snorted coldly.

"So where are you going to find so many people?" The saint was puzzled.

"So many hidden households have been discovered, how are the saints going to be settled?" Yao Chong asked quietly.

"Let those hermits go to the car and boat?" Zhang said that Xianggong kind of understood.

"But this car and ship doesn't produce food? How can we feed so many people? The saint was still a little dizzy.

"These hermits haven't farmed all these years, so why haven't they starved to death?" Dugu Xinci retorted.

"The grain production in the south, Suzhou and Hangzhou have been even more cheap recently, with the car and boat shop, to earn the money of the merchants, you can naturally go to the south to buy grain" Yao Chong pondered for a few days before he figured out this truth.

Then it dawned on everyone.

"One hundred thousand? Who dares to gather 100,000 people to get a car and boat, anyway, a certain courage is small, a certain does not dare, but Buddhism can dare, anyway, they now have tens of millions of monks, what is more than 100,000 believers? So Dugu Xinci sighed again.

Yes, even the inner library did not dare to summon 100,000 people to work with it, but Buddhism is different, although it is an exaggeration to claim that there are tens of millions of monks, but as far as the day before yesterday, there are still 100,000 monks and hundreds of thousands of believers in the entire Chang'an City, and the total number of monks and believers in the whole Yantang is more than 10 million.

"This time, you still thought of the front, well, thank you" The saint has to thank him, he can't sleep for this hidden matter for the past few days, and Concubine Wu Hui complained for a while.

"The ministers of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China also thank the Marquis of Far East," Zhang said, and dared to speak on behalf of the ministers?

"Don't thank you first, don't be red when you make money" Dugu Xinci began to dig a pit again.

"The strategy of the merchants of the Far Eastern Hou is far beyond that of Zhu Tao and Zhu Gong," Zhang said, and hurriedly complimented.

Tao Zhugong Fan Li carried the beauty Xi Shi, while drunk and lying on the beauties' knees, while waking up to make money in the world.

"If you lose, you will be given a lot of money, and you will not starve or die" The sage may promise, as for what he can make money? Hehe, feed 100,000 people first?

"Don't mention Yulu? A certain has been in the office for four years, and he has never taken a penny from the imperial court, "Dugu Xinci is very complaining."

"Hehe" The saint stopped talking.

"The 50,000 acres you have in Gongchuan are enough to feed, the sage needs to remind Jingzhao Mansion, the dam of the Bahe River is formed, the upstream water source is sufficient, and it is also a drought and flood harvest, and the wasteland is also promising" Yao Chong hurriedly ate inside and out, which made Dugu Xinci very contemptuous.

The sage's eyes lit up, he was very happy, and glared at Dugu Xinci again, "You strongly advocate keeping the embankment of the Bahe River Guangyuntan, you have already premeditated, right?" ”

"How can you all spend the belly of a certain gentleman with the heart of a villain? The 50,000 acres are the strong congestion of Jingzhao Mansion, and the embankment of this Guangyuntan can be opened after the repair of the Cao Canal? Dugu Xinci was very indignant.

"Yes, your 50,000 mu is a drop in the bucket compared to the other nearly one million mu of wasteland, even if it's a good thing, the embankment is finally closed, what a pity?" Zhang said that Xianggong hurriedly consoled.

"Okay, I won't be harsh on you, you should go to Wannian County more? This is the Martyrs' Shrine Ceremony, the spring seed is about to be rolled out after the Qingming Festival, you still need to be conscientious, Wannian County is the head of a thousand counties, a certain value to give you, that is, trust your talent" The saint and bitterly comforted his courtiers.

"A certain will live up to the trust of the saint" Dugu Xinci didn't bother to say anything like that a certain is now on duty every day, and he is loyal to him.

The sage and Zhang Shuo returned to Beijing satisfied, and Dugu Xinci saw that the rain gradually stopped, and called Nalan Xinci to play.

All the way is a spring ploughing scene, and Wannian County in the second year of Yantang Kaiyuan is thriving.

Du Fu, who followed, casually wrote another poem:

The Tian family hopes to cherish the rain and dry, and the cuckoo urges spring planting everywhere.

Qi Shangjian is not lazy, and the south of the city is sad and dreamy.

The Tian family hopes to cherish the rain and dry, and the cuckoo urges spring planting everywhere.

Qi Shangjian is not lazy, and the south of the city is sad and dreamy.

(End of chapter)