What is his identity Zhang Xun?

The only prince who was awarded the title of Duke for his military exploits, even among the princes, can be called second to none.

In the case of the king of Zhongshan sitting in the northern Xinjiang, he is the recognized leader of the great military generals.

Even if you look at the entire court, there are only a handful of people who dare to say that they can compare with him in terms of status.

If this is spread out, the dignified Dingguo Gong will go to dig people's ancestral graves in the middle of the night, it is really... He couldn't even think about it.

I want to die when I think about it.

"Lao Li, this old boy, why did you react so quickly this time? I haven't been tossing for two days before I call someone to ambush me? ”

"And this old Yang, it's really dark!"

"If I'm not in a hurry to leave, I'll have to give you that knife."

Thinking that he Zhang Xun has fought all his life, when has he ever suffered such a loss?

But I managed to save face.

Zhang Xun sighed, and somewhat helplessly took out his father's plaque and put it back on the ancestral hall.

After bowing, he said: "Dad, the feng shui of the old Li family, don't think about our old Zhang family." ”

"You are ancestors, if you can bless it, you can bless it, but if you can't bless it, then let him go, and your children and grandchildren will have their own children and grandchildren."

……

In the early morning of the next day, the Dingguo Mansion.

During breakfast, Zhang Han looked at Zhang Xun, muttered again and again, and finally said, "Dad, how long has my mother been gone?" ”

"It's been more than ten years, why do you suddenly mention this?" Zhang Xun ate breakfast and said in a deep voice.

"Dad, you... Do you want to find another one? Zhang Han also ate breakfast and pretended to be unintentional.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Zhang Xun's tone was suddenly low, he slapped the table, and said slightly angrily.

"Dad, you... You're a man after all, and there's something ...... Alas, I don't have much to say. ”

"I think, instead of being like yesterday, it's better to... It's better to find a girl from a serious family. ”

"I'm done eating, and I'm going to be on duty at the Dragon Camp." Zhang Han put down the dishes and chopsticks, turned around and left, his steps were fast, for fear of slowing down for a second.

Zhang Xun was left in place, dumbfounded, and there were words of suffering.

After a long time, he also put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked up to the sky and shouted: "What a sin! ”

"If you have the surname Li, you have to tell Lao Tzu again that your ancestral grave is well buried, and Lao Tzu will bury it in the grave for you!"

……

In the past few days, the Marquis of Wuling's mansion has been boiling because of the matter of tomb robbers.

But even so, for Li Long, it doesn't have much to do with it.

He still maintains a life of going back and forth between the Marquis of Wuling Mansion and the Xishan Wasteland every day.

However, it is still called the West Mountain Wasteland, which is a bit inaccurate.

Because the 3,000 acres of wasteland in Xishan, after his reclamation and cultivation, it is already half smaller, and it is full of grain.

Of course, he must have spent a lot of money and hired a lot of long-term workers, but most of the work was done by himself.

Among them, the most critical rice hybrid technology proposed by Enfu was implemented by him from beginning to end.

Truth be told, the complexity of this technology is far greater than he imagined.

Although their family has been farming for generations, they have sufficient knowledge about farming, and he himself is better than the blue, and he has been familiar with all the agricultural books in his family since he was a child, and he has innovated in a series of farming methods.

But even so, when he really began to study hybrid rice technology in the direction given by his teacher, he realized that he was really too naïve.

This technique is so complex and difficult that it has reached the point of staggering.

However, he Li Long happens to be a person who likes to study.

Whether it's reading or farming.

Especially in farming, he likes to study and ponder.

For the hybrid rice in his teacher's mouth, he went from autumn to spring and pondered for several months.

These days, he ponders when he eats, ponders before he goes to bed, and even ponders when he walks and reads.

If you let others see it, a good reader, instead of studying hard and preparing for the upcoming spring festival, is thinking about how to grow rice, I am afraid that I will not sneer at it and scold the last sentence of reading stupidly.

But Li Long, as if he was obsessed, couldn't stop.

Finally, with his insistence, time passed day by day, and spring was getting closer and closer.

And the first generation of seeds he researched is about to mature!

The first generation of new seeds was planted in early February.

The timing is not quite right, and it should have been planted at least in March.

It's just that Li Long is anxious, he can't wait that long, he wants to harvest the rice before the end of the spring.

In desperation, this is the only way.

He counts his life, and if he is fast, he will be able to ripen in May.

After the exam, it will take a lot of time for the examiner to mark the papers, and when the results come out completely, it will be almost May.

The main thing is a stepping point!

For this first-generation seed, to be honest, Li Long has little confidence.

I even felt that it would definitely not meet the teacher's requirements for hybrid rice.

If you want to meet the requirements of the teacher's mouth, he alone is far from enough.

It takes a generation, or even several generations, to build on the foundation of those who came before us, and continue to move forward day and night, before it is finally possible to make a real hybrid rice.

What he's doing now is just an experiment.

But even so, Li Long is confident that the yield per mu will definitely be higher than now.

However, just today, just as Li Long was happily preparing to go to Xishan to continue his research, he was stopped by Steward Yang.

"Steward Yang, what do you call me?" Li Long was a little surprised, in his impression, Steward Yang took care of the huge Wuling Marquis Mansion in an orderly manner, and he should be a very busy person.

I don't have much contact with myself on weekdays, but today I suddenly stopped myself, isn't there something important.

"The young master called you to go, maybe he has something to say to you."

"Summoned by Enfu? As a student, you should go immediately, but let me ask more, do you know, what is the matter with Enfu looking for me? ”

"Spring is coming, the young master probably wants to take the school exam to solve Yuan Gong's homework."

Hearing this, Li Long's heart suddenly chuckled, his face swollen red, and he was a little embarrassed.

In the past few months, he has patronized the research of hybrid rice, and for his homework, to be honest, he is indeed a little neglected.

Enfu has always been strict, this time I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's more than lucky.

Li Long sighed helplessly, and the back of the departure was a bit sad and strong, and the strong man was gone.

Steward Yang looked at this scene, touched his head, and was also a little surprised.

It's just a little homework for the school, why is this so?

Bang bang bang.

Li Long took a deep breath and knocked on Li Changkong's door.

"Enter."

Li Changkong's sound came from the room.

"Enfu." After Li Long entered the door, he took the initiative to bow and salute, his expression was slightly hurried.

When Li Changkong saw this scene, his brows suddenly furrowed.