Since the ninth day of the first month, the snow has melted away after a day of sunlight, moistening the fertile land.

Hundreds of plum blossoms are planted in the open space near the back mountain in Yongfeng Village, and the red, pink, white, light green, and yellow plum blossoms bloom, which are very beautiful in the sun.

Even Jia Cong, a rough man, couldn't help but drown himself in the depths of the plum forest, feeling the artistic conception of the cold plum and proud snow, and enjoying the pleasant fragrance of flowers in the plum forest.

Daiyu led the purple cuckoo and snow goose around the plum forest, picking the freshest plum petals, picking them and collecting them to prepare for making wine with clean snow water.

Daiyu, dressed in a pale green skirt, is like a fairy in the plum forest, and the sun shines down through the branches and sprinkles on her body, like a fairy with a lot of light.

Jia Cong had nothing to do, so he asked people to get the pen and ink of the tables and chairs, and when Daiyu finished picking plum blossoms, a picture of Daiyu Aomei appeared on the paper.

Is Hanmei beautiful?

Beauty.

But it's not as good as Lin Fairy Xianzi!

There is a poem that praises:

There are beautiful women in the snow, and the delicate face is absolutely red dust.

Zhuo Zhuo is like jade, and Huer is a fairy.

When the ink on the scroll dried slightly, Daiyu gently imprinted it on Jia Cong's cheek with her soft lips, and before Jia Cong could react, she carefully put away the scroll and ran away with light steps.

The person on the painting is her, and the person who painted is him, so the painting is naturally hers.

Today's weather is good, and Daiyu's interest is also high.

There was nothing to do in the village, and after lunch, Jia Cong took Daiyu through the plum forest into the mountain.

Sister Lin, who was once weak and couldn't take care of herself, put on a strong suit, her long hair was pulled up, and after a wooden hairpin was finished, she was heroic, and she was really stunned by the young man.

The snow in the back mountain is not very deep, after yesterday's hunting by the hunters in the village, there is no trace of fierce beasts such as bears and blind people, wild boars, etc., and the soft bow that Jia Cong made for Daiyu is useless at all.

But she was still in the woods, and when she saw a hare, she drew her bow and shot an arrow, and the feathered arrow flew by, and a moment later a soldier came back with a rabbit with long ears.

But there was not a single wound on the hare's body, because the arrow had struck the trunk of a nearby tree, and the hare was frightened and ran away from the tree, and fainted on the tree.

Sure enough, the fairy doesn't have to kill, God will chase after him to feed him.

Jia Cong teased Daiyu with these words, causing her to pout and be unconvinced, and continued to look for prey in the mountains and forests in a huff.

In half an hour, two pheasants, two hares, four wild boar cubs, and a few wild eggs were found......

None of them had traces of feather arrows, and in the end, Jia Cong became depressed.

He looked up at the sky, he really wanted to ask the immortal god of this world, and that sentence was his unintentional emotion, Sister Lin wouldn't really be the daughter of a fairy.

It's the New Year's Day, and Tanaka doesn't have much to do.

Although this mountain is not large, there are several Zhuangzi around it. Jia Cong is not so domineering that he will close the mountain for his own convenience.

So when I went a little deeper into the mountains, I met a lot of people nearby. They take advantage of their leisure to go into the mountains or try their luck, hunting some game to add some oil and water to their families. Or take your children and take the opportunity to teach them the skills of hunting.

Coincidentally, next door to Yongfeng Village is a large imperial village, which received a lot of landless people from Gyeonggi at the end of the previous year.

And many of these people are the beneficiaries of Jia Cong and Daiyu when they were helping Wang Pingkou. When they saw the two of them, their eyes were almost full of excitement, gratitude, and reverence.

Soon, more than 20 nearby people had gathered in this mountain col, and they did not approach Jia Cong and the others, who were protected by their own soldiers, but bowed down to them from a distance, put down the game they had just hunted, and then turned around and left.

Daiyu tugged at Raja Cong's sleeve and said softly, "I want to meet them." ”

"Okay."

Jia Cong smiled and nodded, and asked people to invite these two dozen people over.

The nobles invited each other, or their benefactors, and the people were excited and restrained.

Several bonfires were lit in the col, and the soldiers brought a wooden pier, and after laying the animal skins, Daiyu sat beside the fire and talked with the people cordially.

Jia Cong didn't make a sound, and sat quietly to listen.

"I went to the Huangzhuang to rent it, but it was collected according to the rules set by the imperial court?"

"Have the stewards embarrassed you?"

"Is there enough food to eat?"

"Did the children go to school?"

Wait, wait, Daiyu asked in detail, but fortunately, there was no evil thing that oppressed the people, and Daiyu was relieved a lot.

Knowing that there is enough food to eat now, but these people who have just been able to fill their stomachs are still unable to support their children's study, Daiyu has a plan in her heart.

The royal family is no longer short of money, and the emperor's private treasury is full of gold and silver, and the education promotion plan that Brother Cong once told her can be put on the agenda.

However, this matter is no less important than the issue of land reform, after all, in the long run.

Daiyu looked at the game that the people gave to the two of them, and refused many times without success, and finally had no choice but to accept it.

The eldest of the children who followed their father and brother into the mountains was only eleven or twelve, and the youngest was only six or seven years old, hiding behind their father and brother and secretly looking at this beautiful and unspeakable sister.

Zijuan sent over more than 20 silver bills that he had made up, and Jia Cong and Daiyu personally gave them to these people.

Don't charge? This is the New Year's money given to the baby by Uncle Yongfeng and Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Not much, two taels of silver per person, take it home to add some meat and eggs to the babies, and make new clothes.

When the people watched the nobles leave, they covered the bonfire that had just been used for heating with snow. This chance encounter in the mountains and forests is like the winter sun, gradually spreading warmth to the surrounding villages.

Since the eleventh day of the first lunar month, there will always be people carrying a chicken and duck or a small bag of rice grain at the entrance of Yongfeng Village.

These people were all poor people who couldn't eat in the winter of the previous year, and they had received the favor of Jia Cong and Daiyu. Now he can live in a warm house, and he has exchanged his hard work for food to feed his wife and children.

The majesty of the prince's mansion in the capital did not dare to enter, and finally met the benefactor, and these simple people expressed their gratitude in the most simple way.

Originally, Jia Cong also planned to give it to the people with silver money, but was stopped by Daiyu, and he couldn't let the silver money pollute this simple emotion.

She asked Jia Wuer to collect these things, and exchanged the game for grain, which was used as rice grain for the school.

Later, after discussing with Jia Cong, he calculated the distance between the nearby villages, and asked people to call the stewards and village elders of each village......

Soon, there were a lot of young people in Yongfeng Village, who took their own tools and started working in full swing in the New Year, a season when they should have rested.

Everyone knows the benefits of reading, and everyone is full of enthusiasm to build a school for their own children.

There is an idle sand and gravel field outside Yongfeng Village, and after digging three feet into the ground to clean up the sand and gravel, it is where the good school is located.

The sound of crackling firecrackers announced the foundation stone of the Yuhe Academy, and when this huge school is established, the dolls from the five nearby villages will study here for free.

The four-year period will be their enlightenment and literacy, and their initial education.

Don't ask everyone to be admitted to the office, even if you go to the city to be an apprentice in the future.

Yongfeng Bofu will allocate 500 taels of silver every year for the operation of the school, and each Zhuangzi will also contribute food and money, which is regarded as the children's pen and ink and lunch consumption.

After everything was arranged, the family had already sent someone to call the two to return to Beijing.

On the morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Jia Cong and Daiyu quietly left Yongfeng Village under the escort of their own soldiers.

When the people who came to work and build the school learned that the benefactor had left, they stopped their work and kowtowed in the direction of the capital......

The benefactor not only gave them a chance to survive, but now also gave them hope for the future, how can they not be grateful?

……

As soon as he returned home, before he stepped into the courtyard gate of Rongxi Hall, Daiyu threw a dumpling into his arms.

Xichun raised his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Third brother and Sister Lin go out to play, don't you take me?" I also left you a delicious snack. ”

Jia Cong took a basket from Mama Wang's hand, opened a corner and shook it in front of Xichun's eyes, and said with a smile: "Look at what this is?" ”

Before I could see it clearly, I smelled the fragrance, and Xichun was like being awakened by a gluttonous worm, hooked by the basket, and hung on the basket without letting go.

The brother and sister played the game of fishing again, Xichun held the basket, Jia Cong fished his sister and walked into Rongxi Hall.

Seeing the grandchildren return, the old lady smiled and asked about their life in the village.

Daiyu took out the game-based bacon sent by the people, especially the wild boar meat hunted in Yongfeng Village, which was favored by the old lady.

At lunchtime, it was prepared by the kitchen and served to the table, and everyone tasted the game while listening to Daiyu tell interesting stories about the countryside, and they were happy.

In the afternoon, the two did not rest, but went to the study to work until the evening.

As soon as the second day dawned, Daiyu entered the palace with the reserved game, ready to pay homage to the second saint, the queen mother, Concubine Yang and other elders.

Of course, at the same time, there is also a plan for the development of Huangzhuang in the next five years, as well as the gradual popularization of four-year compulsory education.

Jia Cong is not idle, yesterday's resentment of his father-in-law and Laozi is about to materialize, and he will not help his father-in-law Laozi, I am afraid that his marriage with Sister Lin will be forcibly postponed by his father-in-law.

Yi Lan returned to the grassland with the people of the imperial court a few years ago, and it only took three days to move most of the nobles and tribal leaders of the original Warat.

With the exception of the Horus clan and their vassal families, the vast majority of the Warats still aspire to become the common people of Great Xia.

Because last year's 10,000-mile raid on Jia Shiyi gave them too much deterrence, the force value of the Celestial Empire returned to the peak of the Zhaowu year, and they remembered Yu Linlang beside His Majesty the Heavenly Khan.

After the fear, the winter wind and snow made the hungry people of Warat seem to see his grandmother.

Fortunately, His Majesty the Heavenly Khan did not dislike their previous rebellious behavior, and the Celestial Empire sent a large amount of food, so that Grandma did not take them away.

The grain on the plough made the people at the bottom extremely grateful to the Celestial Empire and their former Khan, and when they heard that they could become the subjects of His Majesty the Heavenly Khan like the Han people, they didn't care what the leaders of their tribes thought.

Filling their bellies is more important than everything, and whoever dares to stop them from swearing allegiance to His Majesty the Heavenly Khan at this time is the enemy.

The tribal leaders, who had been hesitant, soon discovered that they had lost control of the tribe.

Even the pro-soldiers around them began to get out of control, and in the end they could only gather in the sweat tent and kneel to accept the canonization of the Celestial Empire.

Only Arotai took the die-hard loyalists of the Queros family, about 30,000 cavalry and more than 80,000 herdsmen to leave the original Warat, the current Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate.

It's not that he doesn't want to occupy this fertile grassland, but the people on this grassland are eyeing each other, and they don't dare to stay here.

In the end, they could only take the grain, grass and salt given to them by Yilan, and go all the way west to open up a new country for the Gulos family.

With the help of the accompanying court officials, Yilan integrated Wara's soldiers and horses at a very fast speed, leaving 30,000 troops to protect the people of the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate, and returned to Beijing with 20,000 elite fast horses.

The Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate is about to open a mansion and build a government, and it is not good for him, the governor of the capital, to stay in the grassland, so it is better to go back to Beijing to be his mascot, and everything has his own emperor's Majesty's idea.

On that day, he just said a few words at the West City Gate, and Jia Cong finally figured out the matter of the Anbei Protectorate.

The prestige of the old man of the saint is really useful, and Yilan can be regarded as living up to his hard work, and finally found a way out for them.

As for Arotai, where did she come from to the west?

The Timurid Khanate and the Rakshasa Kingdom, it seems that the original Warat Taishi is not dead, and he is going to wrestle with Timur and the Rakshasa to compete for territory.

Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with Great Xia, the most important thing for the imperial court at the moment is to quickly select suitable officials to support the Anbei Protectorate of Caochuang.

There are still three million people waiting to be fed, just the grain and grass that needs to be sent to the grassland is a headache, no wonder the old man is full of resentment about himself, this is not ten days and half a month, don't want to rest at all.

The good annual leave is gone, and I can't play with my good son at home, so I don't complain.

"Although the household grain is sufficient, the Anbei Metropolitan Protectorate needs about half a year's grain to support it on the right track. Some of the grain depots are taken out, and the rest is still purchased from the private sector, and some reserves must be left in case of emergency. ”

Lin Ruhai threw Jia Cong on the table, and said to this "conscienceless" rabbit cub: "The bidding strategy you said last time was good, and this matter will be handed over to you." Within three days, the officer will see the detailed plan. ”

After that, Master Lin walked out of the duty room leisurely with his hands behind his back, and Jia Cong even heard him humming a little song.

"Who, you, yes, that's you, come here......"

The clerk at the door hurriedly walked into the duty room, bowed down and said, "Li Huan, the scrivener of the household department, pays a visit to the uncle, and the uncle has something to order." ”

Jia Cong wrote a few warrants with a brush and handed them to Li Huan: "You go and send these warrants out, and you will call all the heads and stewards of the Jinghuang merchants." ”

"You have to order, and the little ones will do it."

After Li Huan left the duty room, Jia Cong asked people to take the money and grain account books of the household department, as well as the Wara household books that had just been sent to the capital, and painstakingly calculated the amount of grain and grass needed.

Wei Ruolan, Mu Congying, He Chong, and other Guozi prison students who were listening to the drama and having fun in the opera garden, were stunned when they received Jia Cong's warrant.

Today seems to be the Shangyuan Festival, why did the imperial court suddenly recruit a group of their teenagers to work overtime in the household department?

Is Yongfeng Bo a person? He's a devil sent by God!

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It's the end of the month, and if you have a ticket in your hand, thank you in advance.

That's all for tonight, and we'll continue tomorrow. Good night...... Uh, good morning!

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