Zhu Xiang said: "Xunzi scolded me, am I not a Confucian?" Besides, don't talk about Confucianism, when I am the head of a hundred schools of thought, if I want to be, they will beg me to be. ”

"Ahh Wei Wuji scolded with a smile, "You're thicker than me. ”

Zhu Xiang said modestly: "It's okay, it's okay." Don't you really need my help? ”

Wei Wuji said: "After I die, my brother and Wei Guo will definitely treat my family well. There are no outstanding talents among my descendants, and it is not bad to live in peace away from the court. When Qin destroyed Wei, the idle clans without power may have fared better. If there is one of the great sons of the offspring, he will come to you without me asking you to seek him. ”

Wei Wuji smiled, "Don't underestimate the cheekiness of the noble children. ”

Zhu Xiang smiled and sighed: "Okay, I believe that your descendants will definitely inherit your face." ”

The two joked for a while, and then they were quiet for a long time.

Until the moonlight was brighter, so bright that Zhu Xiang felt that he and Wei Wuji were about to melt into the moonlight.

Wei Wuji raised his hand, looked at his transparent palm, and said, "It's time to say goodbye to you." ”

Zhu Xiang only looked at the moon, and did not turn his head to look at Wei Wuji, who was gradually disappearing: "Take care." ”

Wei Wuji said: "Well, Zhu Xiang, you also take care." ”

The moonlight was bright to the extreme, and then faded.

Zhu Xiang still looked up at the gradually gray sky: "When I get to Daliang, I will change your mansion to Xinling Jun Ancestral Hall, and move all the tablets in your ancestral shrine to Xinling Jun Ancestral Hall." ”

Wei Wuji's laughter was very ethereal, as if it came from a long distance: "Hahaha, there's no need, don't hate King Qin for me." Even if the King of Qin is your friend, there is a difference between the monarch and the minister, you must be cautious. ”

"Zhu Xiang, don't be like me."

"Don't be like me."

Zhu Xiang replied: "Don't worry, no." ”

"That's good." Wei Wuji stretched and said, "It's time for me to go." ”

After speaking, he no longer said goodbye to Zhu Xiang, and sang and danced while stepping forward on the beat.

"Prevent magpie nests, and have a purpose. Who is beautiful? I was worried.

There is a purpose in the Tang Dynasty, and there is a purpose in Qiong; Who is beautiful? Heart-wrenching. ”

Wei Wuji smiled, sang, and danced, blending into the last rays of moonlight.

Zhu Xiang woke up quietly.

When he opened his eyes, there was a waning moon in front of him.

The full moon is gone.

Zhu Xiang sat up and put the wine jar aside.

He glanced at the quilt on his body and sighed.

"Who has ever seen a magpie's nest built on an embankment, and who has ever seen a mound grow aquatic grass?"

"Who has ever seen a courtyard tile paving, who has ever seen a silk grass growing on a mountain?"

"Who is separating me from my sweetheart, making me scared and annoyed?"

"But my friend Gongzi is unscrupulous, if there is no gap in the heart, how can he be separated? There is a separation, there is a room. ”

Zhu Xiang picked up the wine jar with both hands and drank all the remaining wine in the wine jar.

In the end, Wei Wuji still had the last shred of illusions about his brother.

It's hard to express your feelings.

……

After saying goodbye, Wei Wuji's favorability was one to four hearts, but he gave Zhu Xiang a handful of soybeans.

Gongzi Wuji's status is noble, but the parting gift to Zhu Xiang is a handful of soybeans.

The gift said that most of the military rations in Yanmen County were bean rice. After he went to Yanmen County, he ate more beans than in the previous decades combined. It would be nice to eat some more delicious beans.

Zhu Xiang smiled.

Are you not used to eating bean rice, and you don't want to eat different foods from the soldiers, but want to have better beans?

Wei Wuji, Wei Wuji, worthy of you.

"Millet wheat rice", soybean is soybean.

In the Central Plains, the common people pick it, the beans are used for rice, and the beans are used for soup. Beans are the most important food crops for the common people in China from ancient times to the present, and they have been the most important ration for the common people since the time of the Yellow Emperor.

Soybeans do not pick soil, do not consume water and fertilizer, have a short growth cycle, are resistant to storage, and can be used as both staple food and vegetables.

Although the Qin state had widely cultivated rice and wheat and extended stone milling to the villages, beans were also the main reserve grain. Most of the military rations are based on beans.

The beans given by Wei Wuji have high yields, are resistant to lodging and disease, and are also resistant to low temperature and drought, which is just suitable for planting in the northern Xinjiang of Wei and Zhao.

Good bean varieties are very important even in modern times. Beans are an excellent oil crop and the most versatile fodder crop.

The most imported grain in modern China is soybeans. The food security lesson about soybeans is a scar on the hearts of every food eater.

The humble beans presented by Wei Wuji are the most closely related grain to the common people in China since ancient times.

"Mowgli, thank you."

Zhu Xiang planted this handful of beans in front of Wei Wuji's tomb.

When spring goes to autumn, take the bean pods, make a plate of salted beans, and drink it with friends.

"Zhu Hai, yesterday Wei Wuji came to look for me in a dream."

"What did the master say?"

"He, ah, also insisted that the king of Wei had listened to slander and that his nature was good."

Zhu Hai glared fiercely at Wei Wuji's tombstone.

Zhu Xiang spread his hands: "He also asked me to persuade you not to dig up his brother's bones." I said I can't take care of it, let him go to your dreams by himself. ”

Zhu Hai said angrily: "If the master father says this in my dream, I will turn my back on him." ”

Zhu Xiang smiled: "Yes, that's how it should be!" ”

Zhu Hai got angry for a while and asked, "Zhu Xianggong, what you said is true?" The Lord Father has really come into your dream. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Of course it's true. You see, I planted delicious beans at his grave. Did he say that the bean rice in the army is really unpalatable? ”

The corners of Zhu Hai's mouth curved upward, revealing a smile that had not appeared for a long time: "Yes, the master father said it!" ”

He looked at the tombstone again, a look of surprise on his face.

It turned out that the master father really went south with him, and did not stay in the barren battlefield, nor did he go to the disgusting King of Wei.

The Lord Father is here!

"Father, here we are." Zhu Hai knelt down and said, "Knowing that you are here, I am relieved."

"But I don't listen to your request." Zhu Hai said stubbornly.

Zhu Xiang, who was throwing gold and silver jewelry made of paper into the brazier, shook his hand and almost burned his fingers.

Chapter 218: The Horn of the Six Kingdoms

The first seven days of Shinling-kun passed quickly.

The ripples caused by Xinlingjun's self-hanging have subsided, and only a few people continue to mourn Xinlingjun in their hearts.

No matter how big a stone is thrown into a deep pool, no matter how big the waves are, it always quickly regains calm.

As long as it is a pool of stagnant water, the ripples are just ripples and do not play a big role.

Even in the Wei Kingdom, no one mentions Xinlingjun anymore.

When Xinlingjun was forced away by the King of Wei, no one gave him a death to the King of Wei. Zhu Xiang had another drink with the tombstone on the last night of the first seven, laughing at the corrupt Confucianism and deception of the court staff in later generations, which was better than this era.

Although the Wenchen of the Song Ming and Qing dynasties were pedantic, others really dared to drag the emperor's sleeves and spray, and they would directly die on the pillars in the palace for the justice in their hearts.

In this era, most of the doctors in the six countries were in collusion with the monarch, and they only had the power of their own one-third of an acre of land in their eyes, which formed a strong contrast with the generosity and tragedy of people of insight in this era.

"Such a contradiction is probably also the charm of this era." Zhu Xiang said to the tombstone, "It's just that this kind of charm can only be seen by people who have nothing to do with this life by reading the story." Those who are in the story are still insensitive to this charm. ”

Zhu Xiang poured the wine in front of the tombstone, got up and brushed his sleeves and left.

Don't look back.

……

Spring ploughing in the new year has begun again.

Ying Xiaozheng was already familiar with handling the affairs of a county, and Prince Chu of Qin sent someone to add a little code to him, so that he could lead the affairs of the three counties of Southern Qin and coordinate the transportation of grain and troops in the three counties to collect taxes.

Originally, Zhu Xiang was in charge of these things.

Don't look at Zhu Xiang's self-deprecation, he is just a farmer, and he doesn't do other government affairs. In fact, his power in the three counties of Southern Qin was comparable to that of the princes who seized Southern Qin.

It's just that he reports to Xianyang too often that he, the "prince", is not very conspicuous.

Now Prince Chu of Qin has put this power in the hands of Ying Xiaozheng.

It is very common for people to govern a county, but the number of people who govern a county has become scarce, and it is rare to see a single person in the millions.

Ying Xiaozheng was already able to govern a county, so the prince of Qin Chu asked Ying Xiaozheng to manage a "country" - the area of the land of Southern Qin, which was larger than Wei and Korea. If Ying Xiaozheng can govern the three counties well, he will almost have the talent to govern the country.

Prince Chu of Qin originally wanted to let Ying Xiaozheng take care of the lands in the Han River Basin, but was persuaded by Xunzi.

The prince's excessive power is not a good thing for the court. After this start, the relationship between King Qin and the crown prince will not be easy to deal with in the future.

Now the ruler of the land of the three counties is still nominally Zhu Xiang, the king of Changping. This can be regarded as an expedient measure that Southern Qin is too far away from Xianyang.

The Hanshui basin goes directly to the hinterland of Guanzhong, which is the center of power in the Qin state, and must be in the hands of the king of Qin, and cannot be pretended to be others, even the crown prince.

Prince Chu of Qin was persuaded by Xunzi and only gave Wang Jian a secret edict alone.

Wang Jian learned from Li Mu, and now he is stuck in the pass of the three passes of Dabie Mountain, and in Tuntian, Jianghan Plain, where the 40,000 elite soldiers stationed are basically self-sufficient, and they do not need Xianyang support, so they can be transferred at will.

Prince Chu of Qin secretly issued an edict that if Ying Xiaozheng was in need, he did not need to ask Xianyang for instructions, and he could directly obey Ying Xiaozheng's command first.

He wrote a letter to Ying Xiaozheng again, asking Ying Xiaozheng to keep an eye on the Southern Chu State at any time. Once an opportunity was discovered, the troops of the three counties of Southern Qin and Wang Jian were transferred with Ying Xiaozheng.