Sun Qiandou's eyes flashed, and he saw the situation very clearly.

Liu Bei glanced at him, and thought to himself, this person is indeed a character, and he seeks a state with benevolence and open-mindedness, and he sees through it at a glance.

"Xuande Gong, since the two armies are fighting, the reason for the defeat and retreat, in addition to the defeat of the battle array, is not that there is a shortage of food, water and soil, and even the enemy army!"

"In the world, who doesn't know that the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang are the ones who fought against Lu Bu, and the defeat of Xuande is naturally not a public mistake!"

Sun Qian's words are vicious, but the words speak to Liu Bei's heart.

His eyes narrowed, yes, it's not very simple for him to think that the flagpole will not fall, just find a big brother to take the blame, and this matter will pass!

At the critical moment, benevolence can be played, but it is a signboard.

Liu Xuande's mind was racing, and in an instant, Tai Shici's ridiculous words on the Huaishui battlefield flashed in his mind.

Determined to emulate Liu Xiu, Liu Da'er of the Zhongxing Han Dynasty, has already thought of his rhetoric in front of Tao Qian at this moment.

He shook his hand gently at Mi Zhu Sun Qian, signaling that there was no need to say anything about this matter.

Liu Bei turned around on the horse and smiled at Tai Shici, who was dozens of meters away behind him, thoughtfully, and his smile was extremely warm.

Xuzhou, Tai Shici may be the biggest loser.

Dongjun, Cangtingjin, but dozens of days, on the side of the Yellow River, hundreds of huge bamboo and wood carts, standing on the bank of the river, looking majestic.

Fang Guang, the captain of Dongjun, in the year of the catastrophe, sent 10,000 people to dig canals and then irrigate them with cylinder trucks, so that most of the wheat seedlings that were about to be harvested in 1,000 mu ushered in a miraculous harvest.

In the entire Yanzhou, heaven and earth do not have such an outstanding harvest in Cangtingjin, nor do they have such a bright smile as the Qingzhou military household Xuzhou refugees.

The cylinder car is the official camp of Dongjun, and the displaced people in Xuzhou have no land to contribute to the Qingzhou army and military households for the time being.

After digging the canal, the cylinder car was built, most of which was done by the people of Xuzhou.

Every other day, Fang Guang had to go to the side of the Yellow River to supervise the affairs of the cylinder car.

Zao Yuan is the luggage and bedding, and moved to the Xuzhou homeless camp, this Dongjun Ling, who loves agriculture and mulberry, looked at a car, hundreds of thousands of wheat grains sent to Donganeku, only felt that it was the most comfortable thing since the mountain ruled the world.

He also knew that when there had been no rain in Yanzhou for forty days, such a harvest was all due to that captain, and Dongjun Ling was becoming more and more respectful when he saw Fang Guang.

Fang Guang knew that if he really wanted to operate a large granary of Cao Mengde's vein in Dong'e, systematic irrigation and fertilizer upgrading were fundamental.

The twenty percent of the middle-aged Dingkou he got from the displaced people in Xuzhou was concentrated in the fertilizer workshop.

Although the authentic chemical fertilizer of the Eastern Han Dynasty cannot be released for the time being, the grass cake fertilizer, lime fertilizer, and soil phosphate fertilizer of the later Song Dynasty have made the farmers who have planted the land for hundreds of years amazed.

When the wheat is ripe, according to the original agricultural time arrangement, except for the best fertility of the Yingchuan yellow mud land, the rest of the land should be shaded and then planted with soybean seedlings.

Unexpectedly, Fang Guang directly rented hundreds of acres of land from the Qingzhou military household, converted it into a cylinder car, and started the preparation for planting beans together with the reclaimed river beach.

On the bank of the Yellow River, on one side is the shouts of Qingzhou military households, harvesting wheat, and on the other side, Fang Guang mobilized Jian Niu to reclaim the land with a small number of curved plows.

Now the most difficult thing in Dongjun is the matter of Quyuan plough casting, the iron material in the world is very precious, and most of the copper and iron genres have become armor blades in the troubled times, and Cao Cao has no extra metal casting swords for ploughs.

In addition, there is a shortage of craftsmen, most of the craftsmen have been transferred to Juancheng to guard against Lu Bu, and now the craftsmen in Dongjun City have only built seven or eight curved plows in dozens of days.

What Fang Guang didn't expect was that with these seven or eight curved ploughs, the Qingzhou military households who had already flirted with him were very unhappy to see him as a yellow turban captain.

On the edge of the riverbank, a woman in a robe with her hair tied up, holding Fang Guang's hand and jumping over his ridges of soil.

Cai Yan is a bride and lively, and she is like a girl.

Under Fang Guang's training, Cai Yong's daughter was completely blooming physically and mentally, and she was full of confidence in her gestures, but in just a few dozen days, it was completely different from the first time she saw her that day.

"Xianggong, it's really more than enough to get into the ground! Deep cultivation can make a profit in wheat beans, this truth my father said! ”

"Xianggong, no, whether it is the heavy military household or the heavy household of Mintun, how do I look at those people in Qingzhou who look a little angry when they look at Xianggong, obviously there is no cart to collect a lot of wheat."

Cai Yan played around in the field for a while, and took Fang Guang's hand and quietly reminded.

"What's this? But the heart is uneven, originally a bumper harvest, everyone likes it, but now, Quyuan plough is not used by military households, they are all proud that they are the foundation of the Ming Gong lineage and are naturally displeased! ”

As soon as Fang Guang's voice fell, in the field of the Qingzhou military household, a middle-aged man walked towards the place with a rebellious face and a restrained face.

Fang Guang was originally talking and laughing at Cai Yan, but looking at this man, his face instantly became gloomy.

It turned out that the man opposite was from the same background as him, and he was a member of the Yellow Turban Army, Captain Bian Xi.

Although Fang Guang was born as a captain of the Yellow Turban, he was a civil and military all-rounder.

Bian Xi is the spokesperson of the Qingzhou soldiers in Cao Ying, vulgar and short-guarding, relying on his own bridge between the elite of Qingzhou and Cao Cao, often saying nothing, no one in Cao Ying likes this military general with the temperament of a bandit.

He originally followed Cao Cao's westward expedition, and he also made a lot of small contributions along the way.

Ming Gong Huaishui won a big victory, Bian Xi returned to Dongjun first, and was instigated by the villagers to ask Fang Guang for farm tools several times, but he was shirked.

Unexpectedly, today, this rough billet came with Yu Ban.

Seeing the way he blushed with displeasure and stared at his neck with thick eyes, Fang Guang knew that he was afraid that the two yellow scarves would break his wrists today.

Sure enough, Bian Xi arrived at Cao Ying first, walked to Fang Guang's side in a few steps, glanced at it defiantly, and flew out with saliva and wine foam.

"Datong, everyone used to be Hebei mixed rice, it's really not easy to find you to say a few words!"

"What do you mean? This Qingzhou military household is the elite under the command of the Ming Duke, and the Xuzhou homeless people are servants, what kind of iron plough do you make up, why don't you give me my fellow villagers in Qingzhou and distribute them to the homeless people? ”

"Datong, the Qingzhou soldiers are the most important army for the lord, don't you know the difference between intimacy and intimacy?"

Yu Ban was behind Bian Xi, he couldn't hold this rough man, listening to him speak rudely, he glanced at Fang Guang with embarrassment, and shook his head again and again to show that he couldn't persuade this person.

Fang Guang saw a little cunning in Yu Ban's eyes, and he naturally knew who Yu Ban was.

understands that Chen Duwei was originally in charge of the homeless people, but now the people of Xuzhou are the only ones who are looking forward, which is very vicious in provoking Bian Xilai.