Chapter Fifty-Six: The History of the Fool's Assassination
Who is Wei Zheng?
A good person, a great good person, a good official for the country and the people, and a fair and honest person.
But Li Kuan once heard Li Gang evaluate him, in a word, Confucianism outside the law, and soldiers in the law.
This person, his style of action is to benefit the country and then himself, and his own pursuit and national affairs are highly overlapped.
Li Kuan pondered, as long as Li Gang was not wrong, then the first thing Wei Zheng should do after knowing the existence of the black soil should be to investigate, and the second thing should be to support Li Shimin to level the grassland, destroy the Turks, recover the black soil, and create the largest grain producing area in the Tang Dynasty.
In fact, after Wei Zheng got the news of the black land, he did the same.
Wei Zheng's investigation speed was very slow, and he felt that this matter could not be made public, and he could not let the family know about it, nor could it be known by Li Shimin first, so the resources he could use were limited, and he could only rely on his own connections and resources to do it.
Li Kuan is only responsible for provoking trouble, not for ordinary affairs, plus he is now the history of the Chunzhou Thorn, not the history of the Shuofang Thorn, just need to make things bigger.
It's a pity that Li Kuan wanted to be leisurely, but Xu Jingzong didn't agree with him to be leisurely.
"His Royal Highness the King of Chu, what are you going to do with your goose factory and pig factory?"
"I bought you 10,000 pigs, how do you raise them?"
Xu Jingzong glared at Li Kuan expressionlessly.
He never thought that Li Kuan would actually want to raise pigs, this thing is sassy and smelly, energetic, and likes to run around, how could anyone raise him.
Oh, no, the people still like to raise, after all, beef and mutton are limited, and pigs are easier to raise.
Li Kuan looked at Xu Jingzong's rapid movements, and he really didn't know what to say, the castration of the old eunuch he applied to Li Shimin hadn't arrived yet, so how could this pig be in place.
Castrating the pig is a necessary step in Li Kuan's memory.
However, he will not castrate, but some people will, because in Li Kuan's memory, this technology was available in the Eastern Han Dynasty.
What he wants to do is more to integrate resources, expand the scale of pig raising, and specialize in pig raising technology.
The same goes for goose farming.
was dragged by Xu Jingzong to the pig breeding factory.
It can't be called a pig breeding factory, it can only be said that Xu Jingzong casually found a mountain, threw the pig into it, and surrounded it in a circle, which can be regarded as raising.
"Your way of raising, he is unreasonable,"
Looking at the pigs all over the mountains, the corners of Li Kuan's mouth twitched, although he was unprofessional, he felt that Xu Jingzong was even more unprofessional.
Xu Jingzong just stared at Li Kuan with an expressionless face, it doesn't matter if I'm professional or not, I just want to know what you're doing raising pigs?
"Raising pigs, of course, is used to eat meat."
Xu Jingzong took a deep breath, pointed to the pig field, and forcibly said calmly: "His Royal Highness the King of Chu, to what extent do you want to raise the pig, I will find someone to arrange for you." ”
Ah, Li Kuan was confused by this sentence, and looked at Xu Jingzong suspiciously, why do I feel that your recent state is not right? What the hell is wrong with you?
And what you say is beyond your words, how can I always hear suppressed anger.
Li Kuan didn't understand, but it didn't prevent him from making a request: "I want to raise each of these pigs above five hundred catties." ”
"I want to build a pig breeding factory with millions of pigs, and then it will become the largest meat base in Lingnan."
"How, can you do it?"
"You know, you also need to train veterinarians, build feed mills, and get a professional breeding team, and this is not a job that can be completed in a year or two, it takes ten years to move forward."
Li Kuan kept chattering, and the more Xu Jingzong listened, the more his body trembled, especially after hearing that ten years later, his face was as black as ink.
After Li Kuan finished speaking, Xu Jingzong looked at the pigs running freely on the hillside, the corners of his mouth twitched, and asked Li Kuan again: "His Royal Highness the King of Chu, please answer me honestly, why did you choose to use eunuchs as pigs." ”
Eh, hearing this inquiry, Li Kuan was slightly stunned, why do you want to use eunuchs, it's very simple.
"Of course, it's because they're skilled, I think there's no big difference between doing it for people and doing it for pigs, it's all castration anyway."
"And I heard the maids in my house say that the palace retired a large number of eunuchs and palace maids a while ago, and now some have been begging for food on the street, and some have been bullied to death, I thought, this is all free labor, I give them a bite to eat, a place to live, and they can't be grateful."
"I can keep the salary level down a bit."
Xu Jingzong felt a suffocation, and turned around to leave in a depressed mood, but a voice came from afar.
"I'll find a way to find you a professional who raises pigs, and if you have a million-dollar pig farm, I'll find a way for you."
"I will also find a way to do it in the goose factory."
"Anyway, what you have is money, I don't believe that I can't use money to smash a professional breeding team."
Xu Jingzong's voice was full of viciousness.
And his behavior of taking the initiative to take the job made Li Kuan even more puzzled, what is this doing?
You are so active in your work, I will be a little incomprehensible for a while.
Aren't you just a part-time worker? Why don't you touch the fish?
When Li Kuan hesitated, a group of people surrounded him, they looked at the pigs all over the mountains and showed envious eyes, and one of the children saw Li Kuan's eyes lit up, and shouted loudly: "Fool Thorn History, do you want to raise pigs and sell pigs?" Will it also be sold to us cheaply, can I raise pigs for you? ”
When the child's parents heard his shout, they knelt down with a puff and kowtowed to Li Kuan to apologize.
Because the crowd was gathering and was rushing over, the official also heard the child's voice, and hurriedly rushed over, directly giving the child a mouth, and let people take it away.
Li Kuan looked at this scene with black lines on his head, the official was very young, and Li Kuan estimated that he was in his twenties.
With a cold snort, Li Kuan sat in the carriage next to him, and when he passed by the crowd of onlookers, he said disdainfully: "You unproductive things are only worthy of raising pigs for me, only worthy of a job that earns 500 wen a month, and only worthy of buying low-cost meat." ”
"If you have a little talent, you can't go to the yamen to summarize your usual pig raising skills, take a pig home for experiments, prove your ability with reality, become a big worker in the pig breeding factory, and receive a consistent monthly payment."
Li Kuan's voice was filled with a faint contempt, but the people around him knelt down one after another, thanking Li Kuan for his great kindness.
It doesn't matter whether Li Kuan despises it or not, the important thing is that they heard the work from Li Kuan's words, and they heard the low-priced meat, so that's it.
The young official was even more excited, and after Li Kuan left, he beckoned the people and said, "Go, go to the yamen." ”
The people were puzzled, and the official said excitedly: "Didn't you listen to the words of the fool Assassin Shi? As long as you have special pig raising skills, you can take a pig home to raise, as long as you raise it well, you can work as a big worker in the pig breeding factory, and you will have a consistent amount of money a month. ”
On the carriage, Li Kuan asked Minglan to record what he had just said, send it to the county offices in Lingnan, and give a quota of 300 pigs for half a year.
Li Kuan then let the carriage go to Lingnan School.