Bone Bone Bone ......

On a summer morning, when the sun leaps over the horizon, the air becomes scorching.

Jiang Cheng rode at the front of the team, turning his head to look at the lifeless soldiers of the 5,000 Beijing Machinery Battalion following behind.

These 5,000 soldiers of the Beijing Machinery Battalion are all lazy soldiers carefully selected by Chen Shanhe for him, and they are either rich or noble, plus the holy decree has already been conveyed, these 5,000 soldiers have to go back to Jiazhou to return to the Beijing Machinery Battalion after going to Zhenzhou, causing them to not listen to Jiang Cheng's command at all.

According to the original marching plan, the city of Zhenzhou should be reached at this time.

And now, there are still more than 50 miles away from Ju County, and it seems that it will have to walk for another two days.

Click!

"Report! No obstacles! ”

The scouts who had gone ahead to explore the way returned with their horses.

Song Qin, who was following Jiang Cheng, heard the scout's words, turned his head to look at the rice fields that had been tasseled around him, and his eyebrows were twisted into a line.

Although he is not good at farming, he also knows that it will be about two months before the rice will be ripe, and although the early summer of Nanyue is not a busy season for farming, because it is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, every household opens ponds, raises fish and grows lotus roots, and the fruits on the roadside are ripe, and many of them are pecked to the ground by birds and birds without tearing them down.

Not to mention the noisy cicadas that buzz in your ears and the wild game that runs all over the ground.

As long as there is no flooding, it is definitely the most important time of the year to eat and drink.

"General Jiang, I haven't seen any signs of chaotic activities along the way, the closer you get to Zhenzhou, the more stable and peaceful you feel compared to Jiazhou City?"

Song Qin's incomprehension made Jiang Cheng laugh out loud proudly.

All the way along the way were displaced refugees, but after two months of walking, there was already a peaceful and peaceful place, no different from what Jiang Zhuxin mentioned.

Jiang Cheng was even more determined in his choice.

"That's natural."

Jiang Cheng stroked his beard and admired.

"It is said that this area is also privately following the edicts of the prince in charge of Jinling and Zhenzhou, and has also absorbed many refugees from Wu and changed their nationality to become my South Vietnamese nationals, and the population has increased by more than 50,000 people in just one month!"

Fifty thousand?!

So much!

A year before her death, Empress Mo Thanh had counted the total number of South Vietnamese nationals, which was less than one million.

Even if there has been an increase in recuperation over the years, being able to absorb 50,000 people from other countries at once really shocked Song Qin.

But after thinking about it, between the nobility and the people of Wu who were reduced to slaves, or who went to South Vietnam to settle down, open up wasteland and divide fields, and own fields to become farmers, everyone would choose the latter.

Over time, this number will increase.

"General Jiang, are these rioters caused by the extradition of refugees from Wu State?"

Song Qin can only guess in this regard.

Because the more I went to Zhenzhou, I found that the people dressed better, ate better, and worked very actively.

The farmers in the countryside are better in spirit than those urban people in Jiazhou City, he really can't imagine it, but the territory that he secretly imitates, the people are like this, why would the people of Zhenzhou who do things according to the prince's decree be dissatisfied with the imperial court.

"Probably...... I only received a request for help from the defenders on the border of Zhenzhou, saying that there were riotous people and asking His Majesty to send troops to suppress it, but I don't know the specific situation, and I have to wait until I get to Zhenzhou. ”

For Song Qin, Jiang Cheng naturally would not tell His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's plan and discernment.

Even because of Song Shizhen's tendons, Lord Song would never turn his back on His Majesty to join His Royal Highness the Prince, and he had to beware of Song Qin seeing the clues and mistaking a big deal.

Fortunately.

Along the way, he found that this Song Qin was a down-to-earth and hard-working, a military general who liked to think but his brain was not very bright, and he did not have the shrewdness of the Song family's literati tradition.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get here, so he would have to find an opportunity for Song Qin to return to Jiazhou.

Song Qin's brain is not bright, but he is not stupid.

Seeing that Jiang Cheng did not have any suspicions in the face of the scout's inquiry, he never asked the five thousand soldiers who were dragging behind him to hurry away.

He smelled something unusual, and what his father said before leaving...... He didn't say what he was guessing about, but continued to pretend to know nothing and pushed west.

By the evening, when there were still twenty miles from Juxian.

It is evident that the rice grows differently in the paddy fields.

Along the way, although the paddy in the fields looked to be growing very well, their individual plants were just below their knees, and some of the leaves were still yellow and drooping.

These scenes were also common to Song Qin, who also asked tenants when he went to his own village in Jinling.

Even when rice seedlings grow and head, there are dry up and death due to disease or other reasons.

Rao is like this, and the yield per mu of rice fields in South Vietnam is also more than 10% more than that of other countries, that is, about 20 catties.

Don't underestimate these twenty catties of grain, it can feed a lot of people.

Therefore, in Song Qin's heart, he thought that the cultivated fields on his Zhuangzi that were carefully tended by the tenants had the highest yield.

What he didn't expect was that the rice fields near Zhenzhou looked like the rice seedlings inside were relatively sparse, but a single plant could grow as high as waist.

Especially when comparing the rice fields at the boundary monuments of the two townships, while the withered yellow was drooping his head in the sunset, and on the other hand, two or three tillers were growing strongly, and Song Qin suddenly had the illusion of being divided.

"General Jiang, do you see that the fields in this Linju Town are planted with rice?"

Song Qin suspected that he had made a mistake, and hurriedly asked Jiang Cheng to help distinguish it.

Jiang Cheng had long heard about the fact that the rice grew taller and the tillering was higher than before.

But when I saw it with my own eyes, I was also stunned by the obvious drop line in front of me.

Reacting to this, he quickly jumped off his horse and walked to the ground.

Seeing this, Song Qin was naturally not willing to lag behind and followed.

When you get closer, you can smell a stinky smell, although it doesn't make people vomit the overnight meal, but the smell still makes Song Qin cover his nose, and it took a while to get used to it.

At this time, Jiang Cheng had already reached out and grabbed a tiller, and carefully observed that the rice ears that had not yet flowered and had long grains, but had already given birth to empty bags.

"Song Jianjun, this is indeed rice!"

Jiang Cheng carefully stroked the ears of rice in his hand, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

"With these rice, my South Vietnam National Grain Depot will be abundant and worry-free!"

"This piece seems to be a barren field, how did this grow?"

Song Qin was amazed and puzzled.

Jiang Cheng knew this.

It certainly didn't pop out of a crack in the stone.

In order to grow such rice, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has worked hard!

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's heart was even hotter, and he couldn't wait to go to Zhenzhou to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whom he hadn't seen for ten years.

"Quick! Pick up the pace and march west! ”

As soon as Jiang Cheng's words fell, the soldiers of the Jingji Battalion, who were admiring the lotus flowers in the water as poems, quit.

"General Jiang, it's been this hour, shouldn't you bury the pot and cook and hurry tomorrow?"

"I haven't seen any chaos along the way, so I'm in a hurry."

Someone is not in a hurry.

However, among the 5,000 soldiers, there are also many who are from bad backgrounds and are waiting to make meritorious contributions.

Hearing the complaints of the children of the powerful who were unwilling to hurry, they hurriedly coaxed and persuaded them.

"What's so delicious about burying a pot to cook here, when you get to the territory of Zhenzhou, the stir-fried vegetables that are popular in Jiazhou, you can eat as much as you want."

"And the hot pot, it is said that after Zhenzhou started breeding, the hot pot chicken hot pot rabbit can be eaten casually in the military camp, and you can only eat fish in Jiazhou, and you haven't tasted other meat in the hot pot."

Mention eating.

The sons and daughters of the powerful who were lazy and hardworking suddenly came to their senses.

In order to suppress the rebels, they were reluctant to hurry.

But if you rush to the military camp in Juxian County and can eat a shabu-shabu hot pot that can't be lined up in Jiazhou for a few days, no one wants to gnaw on dry military rations.

"General Jiang, there are less than twenty miles left, let's hurry up!"

"Hurry up and feed some handfuls of grass to General Jiang's horse...... I'll go! Whose grass grows half a man's height and is specially planted to feed livestock? ”

Song Qin saw these embarrassed soldiers, and hurriedly dragged down the soldiers who wanted to harm the farmer's rice fields and whipped them twice, and then looked at those lazy soldiers who were not successful, and the joy of the harvest just now disappeared all at once.

"General Jiang, our team of men and horses is going to suppress the rebellious people, don't we really need to practice anymore?"