On the Qinhuai River, countless boats sailed in the middle, and another fast boat rushed in front to call the ships to the shore.

Unlike the rainy Northland grasslands, it hasn't rained for days.

God, Varan Tile Blue. The clouds like cotton seemed to be fixed in the sky.

The clear water, in the wavy layers, reflects the figures of tall ships.

Occasionally, waterfowl would land on the side of the ship and look at it as if it were a very large ship.

When a shadow flashes in the water, there will always be a spirited waterfowl plunging into the water, and after a moment a fish comes up with a fish in its mouth and swallows it slowly.

The fleet went against the current, and when it reached the Rouge River, someone on a dragon boat spoke: "Look, this is the great rivers and mountains of the Ming Dynasty, worthy of being named after Rouge." ”

The ministers on the ship looked helpless, but they had to praise it, beautiful! The stones on both sides of the strait are indeed beautiful, purple and red.

"Your Highness, there is a house over there, but it doesn't suit Your Majesty and you princes, right?"

The lieutenant chief was talking to the crown prince Zhu Biao in another cabin on the ship, and he stayed by the side.

Today, the saint went out on patrol and went to Xiaqiu Village to see the harvest of wheat, ramie, and rapeseed.

The ministers are all following, the crown prince and the crown princess are also there, and the key crown princess has ten days to nine months, what are you doing with it?

"It's a crowd of your people, and when my father was fighting, he didn't live in any good houses, so I don't care.

It's just to come and see, always stay in the palace and be bored, this time out for three or four days, it's not interesting to go elsewhere, it's better to go down to Qiu Village.

The inscriptions from all over the country were sent to Nanjing, and they were sent to Xiaqiu Village, but it was only a delay of half a day at most. ”

Zhu Biao looked indifferent, this is what his father wants to see.

To put it bluntly, it is to take the ministers to witness the increase in grain production in Xiaqiu Village, and it is always said by others, what if it is fake?

Harvest on the spot, see how many acres, weigh immediately, after reading, it will be determined here in the future, it is a place for planting good seeds.

As much land as you want, you can expand it directly. In this way, if others dare to say things that they shouldn't say behind their backs, they can clean it up.

It's not just about having fun, it's about having a political purpose.

As for the crown princess, it's not time yet! There is a special place on board.

When you arrive in Xiaqiu Village, there is a professional delivery room in Xiaqiu Village, and there are many medicinal materials in the village's pharmacy.

The prince had to follow, throw the princess to the prince's mansion, give birth ahead of schedule, or have some other accident......

"It's okay, it's hot, pay attention to heatstroke, and after a while, we'll enter Shijiu Lake." This artificial canal, fifteen miles. ”

When the chief saw that the prince said this, he didn't care, anyway, most of the people in the village came.

In Nanjing, there were only box restaurants and glass kilns, and then the village was taken over by the army, and no one was allowed to enter.

The village elders are also very happy, go home to see the wheat harvest, even if the Chaoyang Gate is built into a Suzhou garden, it is not as good as this home.

As soon as the fifteen-mile canal passed, everyone saw flocks of ducks and geese on the boat, and some followed the boat for a cruise.

Some ducks turned their heads to look at them, and when they poked their heads into the water, the tail of the small fish in their mouths was moving, and then they were swallowed.

There were already a lot of boats parked on Shijiu Lake, and they were stopped, saying that they could not leave until a fleet passed.

Many boats went to the wharf to dock temporarily, and people went to the department stores there to see.

"Mr. Ma, what kind of ships are these?" Huang Lichang likes to sit at the door of a department store when he has nothing to do.

A shed was built here, and children read and practice calligraphy under the shed.

Ma Hui and Qian Dushi could not provide the four treasures of the study, so the village bought them themselves, rowed to the south, bought inkstones and ink in She County, and bought paper and pens in Xuancheng.

They all pick cheap things to buy, but the cheap things in these two places are not cheap to sell outside.

The ships in the two key places are going to Yingtianfu, ensuring that they pass by Shijiu Lake, and when they are tired here, they will stop at the shore to rest.

The two sides know each other, and go over to buy things in person, instead of letting them be brought over, and the price must be kept low.

In this way, the children have the four treasures of the study, first write on the ground with a wooden stick, and then write on paper with a brush.

Adults occasionally come to learn a few words, and they don't plan to write, just know it.

Everyone respects Ma Hui and Qian Dushi very much, and they don't call them shopkeepers or Xiucai, they call them Mr.

Ma Hui saw the fleet, he was stunned, until Huang Lichang shouted twice, he returned to his soul and said: "The saint travels, look at the flag, and the princes and princesses have also come a lot." ”

"Huh? Your Majesty is out? Where is he going? Huang Lichang lowered his voice.

"Go to Xiaqiu Village! The banner of Xiaqiu Village is also carried out, Huang Lichang, you don't need to be like this, the saint does not avoid people, and it is not a micro-service patrol. ”

Qian Dushi next to him took over the conversation and told Huang Lichang that it was okay to speak normally, which was above board, not sneaky.

Huang Lichang thought for a moment and said, "That's right! The wheat in Xiaqiu Village is about to be harvested, and we have to harvest it too. There are soybeans planted in early spring in Xiaqiu Village, and they can now be harvested.

Everything they grow in their village is to be used as seeds, which is different from us, we ...... Do you like pasta? When the wheat is harvested, there is flour. ”

"Love to eat, love to eat!" Ma Hui and Qian Dushi nodded together, if indica rice is not made into rice noodles, it is not as delicious as noodles, and japonica rice is too expensive.

It's not more south, and there is a lot of pasta, so you have to transport it by canal from the north.

"Okay, when we finish harvesting the wheat, we will plant soybeans, and make tofu for you to eat in late autumn."

Huang Li never forgot to entertain two teaching gentlemen, and this identity is more powerful than the department store manager.

"Why don't you plant rice?" Chandushi thinks that the rotation should be rice, and there is a lake here.

"What about the rising water? Rice has to be planted, tired and tired, all of them are gone, and soybeans don't have to be so tired. "Huang Lichang has his own ideas.

As they spoke, the front of the flotilla had passed, and the remaining tail had gone out of the Rouge River.

After a short walk, enter the downstream section of the river, the Huangchi River.

There are people building roads by the river, and they have been repaired to Danyang Lake, which can be seen, and what they don't see is repaired according to the terrain, and the front is to the Rouge River.

Looking for someone to repair slowly, I have not exerted my strength, there is a road by the Rouge River, waiting for more people to come over, along this road, it can lead all the way to Nanjing.

Because the Qinhuai River has existed for many years, there is always a road by the river, so it is almost connected, widened and smoothed.

"Zhu Lichang, I saw a lot of sand and gravel piled up on the side of the road, wasn't the road repaired?" Zhu Biao looked at the binoculars.

"There was no sand, it was all stones of different sizes, some of them were weathered stones, piled on the side of the road, and a bamboo shovel would be stuck diagonally on it.

In the future, it will be like this all the way to the bank of the Qinhuai River, and put a pile at intervals.

When it rains, or when the road is not good, passers-by will use bamboo shovels to help make up for it. ”

The chief introduced the situation, sand and gravel were used to mend the road, and then put a bamboo shovel.

After the rain, a certain location settles, as long as someone passes by, you can use a bamboo shovel to fill in the sand and gravel, and step on it.

No one took the bamboo shovel home, it was worthless, and everyone was very conscious of filling the pit, and the people could be illiterate, but they knew that this road had to be maintained by everyone.

Even if a child is thirsty when walking on the road, and sees that there are cucumbers in other people's vegetable fields, they all step on the ditch instead of stepping on the ridge, choose the big cucumber on the top and pick it, and pinch off the back with their fingernails, instead of pulling the seedlings.

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