There was no reply to the letter sent to Sun Quan for the time being, but Jian Yongshou, who was away from home, handed back the news.

Liu Bei immediately urgently summoned the strongest external brain: Zhuge Liang to come to the discussion.

Kong Ming came over wearing a straw hat, curled his legs barefoot, and his feet were still wrapped in mud.

But even so, it still made Liu Bei sigh: Sure enough, handsome people are handsome no matter what they do, including when farming.

"Why didn't Kong Ming rinse it first?" Liu Bei lovingly wiped the mud on Kong Ming's face with his sleeve.

"The lord said that there was an emergency, and Liang hurried over!" Kong Minglang laughed loudly: "What's the matter with the lord?" The farmland has used the method of "Heavenly Creation", and the seedlings raised are much stronger than in previous years, and there will be a good harvest! ”

"Oh? Is it really that amazing? "Liu Bei usually runs at both ends of the Weiling Public Security, and he has to confront Zhou Gongjin in the middle, and he has full authority to Zhuge Liang for the matter of skillful farming, and he really doesn't understand.

Kong Ming nodded heavily: "From seedlings to planting and fertilizing fields, Tiangong is all-encompassing, I will tell the people, and they also sigh that there is finally a book that can say so clearly and clearly." ”

"Throughout the ages, there has been too little attention to Nongsang!" Liu Bei sighed: "I'll go with you to plant rice later!" ”

"Oh yes!" Liu Bei patted his head and picked up the letter: "Letter from Xianhe." ”

Wiping his hands with the hem of his clothes, Kong Ming took it and swept it with a smile after sweeping it with a glance:

"Congratulations to the lord, the people of Yizhou have attached!"

This may be the meaning of the external brain, Liu Bei felt like a travelogue after reading Jian Yong's letter, not that the banquet here was the food there, and he couldn't see anything at all.

Spreading out the letter, Kong Ming slowly explained to Liu Bei:

"Mr. Xu Shijian was worried that the letter would be lost or fall into the hands of the meticulous worker, so he wrote it more vaguely, but the name of the letter can be seen through the meaning of Mr. Xianhe."

"Mr. Xianhe said that the situation in Yizhou is precarious, Liu Zhang enjoys all day long and ignores political affairs, and Zhang Lu is eyeing him and cannot be peaceful; There is Pang Xi and Li Yi in it, and they are ready to move. ”

"Liu Zhang lacks majesty, and Zhang Songfa and the two are willing to lobby and welcome the lord into Yizhou."

"And now Mr. Xianhe has left Yizhou, and he will come back after meeting Ma Mengqi."

"Xianhe has been suffering all the way!" Liu Bei sighed a lot, he knew how difficult Yizhou Road was, but Jian Yong took the initiative to ask for help for the sake of the great cause.

Then Liu Bei noticed the decision of the Yizhou strategist: welcome him into Yizhou!

Restless hearts, trembling hands, and feet walking round and round around the house.

Kong Ming protested: "Does the lord have anything else?" Otherwise, Ryo will have to go back to planting seedlings. ”

Liu Bei walked two more laps and decided: "I'll go with you!" ”

As a person who started as a mat weaver, Liu Bei has never lost his handiwork, and occasionally thinks while weaving things, which can help organize his thoughts.

At this time, he went back to the room, took a straw hat and changed into a barefoot short, looking no different from an old peasant.

Kong Ming strictly adhered to the guidance of Tiangong Kaiwu, soaked the rice and wheat manuscripts for several days, waited for germination and then sent them to the field, and waited for the seedlings to germinate for 30 days before moving them into the field.

The shed that was temporarily built with Jiang Wan's office was set up next to the seedling field, and I took care of it for 30 days, and today is the day of rice planting!

Liu Bei followed Kong Ming's example, hung a cloth bag on his body, and then put the seedlings in the seedling field neatly into the cloth bag, and then went to the new field to plant seedlings one by one.

After inserting half an acre, Liu Bei couldn't help but say:

"Kong Ming, they are willing to welcome me into Yizhou!"

"The Lord treats people with sincerity and loves the people like sons, as it should be." Kong Ming said dryly: "Lord, go over there, the seedlings are crooked." ”

"But in this case, they are not suspected of betraying the Lord!"

"Liu Zhang is weak, and he is a relative of the Han family with the lord, although he carries Liu Zhang, he does not live up to the Han family. My lord, your seedlings are crooked again. ”

"Even so, wouldn't I lose my trust in Liu Jiyu!"

“…… Lord, give me the seedlings, you better not plant them. Kong Ming wiped the sweat from his face and drove Liu Bei out.

Liu Bei, who was standing on the edge of the field, was still chattering:

"But this is not reasonable, Sun Hou and Zhou Gongjin have beaten Liu Jiyu, but I can't beat it?"

"The lord is a member of the Han family."

"That Zhang Lu can betray Liu Jiyu and come out, and no one will put a beak!"

"Zhang Lu has long been unaware of what reputation is."

"I ......"

"Lord, why don't you come and plant all these seedlings?"

Switching places with Liu Bei, Kong Ming felt a lot more comfortable standing on the edge of the field, and then had a little headache:

It seems that it is still difficult for the lord to accept that he later became Emperor Zhaolie, and compared to being chased by Cao Cao all over the map before, suddenly the foundation has auspiciousness in a year, and even now the people under others are on the pole to vote, making it difficult for the lord to calm down.

It is still necessary to strengthen the ideological education work, Kong Ming sat down cross-legged on the edge of the field, planning to chat with Liu Bei.

On the other hand, Mi Zhu has already obtained the new paper made by Huang Yueying.

Drew a piece of paper, looked at it and sniffed it, and Mi Zhu admired: "The best paper is not inferior to Zuo Bo paper!" ”

"Mrs. Huang, is this paper famous?"

Huang Yueying shook her head: "In order to distinguish it from other papers in the paper mill, this paper is called red mulberry paper. ”

Mi Zhu knew that he had heard Mrs. Huang say how this paper came from just now.

"The name of red mulberry paper can't be used!" Mi Zhu directly denied it, joking, so that just from the name of other papermakers can guess what the raw materials are.

Huang Yueying remembered what had been mentioned in the light curtain but didn't see it in the end, and said with a smile:

"It's better to echo Zuo Bo paper, this paper is called Zhuge paper."

Mi Zhu has nothing to do, anyway, the name is not very important to him, the important thing is:

"Mrs. Huang, how is the output of this paper?"

"If we supply it at full capacity, we can get up to three hundred rolls per month."

"Too little!" Mi Zhu shook his head: "But you can sell it first, make a name for yourself in Jiangdong, Mrs. Huang, you need to choose a location as soon as possible, let Sun Qian build a new paper mill and recruit manpower." ”

"Three hundred volumes less?" Huang Yueying was not convinced: "Zuo Bo paper costs 1,000 yuan a roll, even if this Zhuge paper costs 1,000 yuan, in addition to the work cost, you can get 200,000 yuan in a month!" ”

"A lot?" Mi Zhu, who once had assets of hundreds of millions of yuan, was indifferent: "200,000 yuan is only fifteen good horses, and it is not enough for 200 cavalry to sell it for a year." ”

"And that's not even counting the other costs of the cavalry." Mi Zhu shook his head: "It's too little." ”

Huang Yueying was dumbfounded, this was an angle she had never considered.

"As for this printed book, its price is infinite, but it cannot be sold in more money." Mi Zhu shook his head and even regretted.

Books are valuable, but if you sell them in large quantities, the price of them will soon plummet.

"About this ......" Huang Yueying pondered: "When I showed Kong Ming the paper and books yesterday, Kong Ming and the scholar named Jiang Wan discussed, and the two of them had an idea. ”

"Mr. Mi, do you think you can sell it with engraving printing?"

"Di Bao?" Mi Zhu was born as a wealthy merchant, although he was recruited by Tao Qian to do something else, but the time was too short, and more often he still regarded himself as a businessman, so he almost forgot about Di Bao.

At this time, Huang Yueying suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment when she said it, but soon she was full of doubts:

"But if engraving is popular, the art of engraving will soon be learned by others......"

"Mrs. Huang, you need to think twice about this matter and consult the military advisor and the lord."

Kong Ming, who was squatting on the edge of the field on the other side to open a small stove for Liu Bei, also received new news:

"My lord, Marquis Sun sent Lu Su to comfort the governor of the capital, and he has already entered Jiangling City."

Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief: "In this way, the ownership of Jiangling should be clear soon." ”

"More than that." Kong Ming reminded: "Count the days, five days later will also be the time for a new phase of the light curtain." ”