Chapter 89: A passing friendship!
Hong Chengchou is a very straightforward person. After what he said in the morning, two hundred soldiers and six personal soldiers escorted three carts of gold and silver Zhubei to the Yun family in the afternoon.
Yun’s counting house went crazy again, and it took two days to complete the count.
In the past two days, Yun Zhao and Hong Chengchou visited the newly built water conservancy projects in Lantian County.
Hong Chengchou has always been rigorous in his work. He personally measured the circumference of all pond weirs and roughly measured the depth of the pond weirs with a long bamboo pole.
The four giant reservoirs in the southeast and northwest were not spared. Soldiers were sent to smash the reservoir dams with hammers, and they also used Luoyang shovels used for tomb robbing to check the three-piece soil on the dams.
After finishing these things, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The work is solid, it is the best work I have done in these years."
With these Tangyan reservoirs, Lantian County At least 60-70% of the land can be irrigated with water. During the years of great famine, your paddy fields in Lantian County have not decreased but have increased. You can expect a good harvest this year."
Yun Zhao said with a smile. : "Isn't it easy to reduce and provide disaster relief? If there are not too many victims, Lantian County can have a good year after this autumn harvest.
Use this year to solve the problem of people starving to death. It's time to Next year, we will strive to provide food for the people. In the year after that, if your efforts are effective and the bandits are prevented from invading the south, I will be sure to make Lantian County's business prosper.
But let's make a deal first. , I like to collect commercial taxes. No matter who does business in Lantian County, commercial taxes must be collected. I am not as generous as those big guys in the Ming Dynasty. I am so generous that I don’t even pay commercial taxes. "It's so good."
Hong Chengchou smiled: "It's really good, really good!"
Yun Zhao sighed and said to Hong Chengchou: "Officer, if one day you If you can't defeat the enemy, remember to run away!
The Ming Dynasty is rich in resources. It doesn't matter whether you gain or lose a city or a place. You don't have to worry about having no firewood if you keep the green mountains."
Hong Chengchou shook his head and said: "Death. It's just a crowd, it's not a big deal."
Yun Zhao frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
Hong Chengchou said with a smile: "The Book of Rites: Quli says: The king dies in the country. , the officials should die to protect the country, and the officials should die in defense of the country. He died of responsibility.
The "Li" is the foundation of Hong's studies and cannot be violated. "
Yun Zhao stopped persuading, and Hong Chengchou stopped discussing the matter.
Both of them liked to see the seedlings emerging from the ground in the spring, and the water flowing into the fields. For a moment, they forgot where they were.
When the corn sprouted, the sweet potato seedlings appeared, and the potatoes began to bloom, Hong Chengchou left Lantian County with his eight thousand troops.
Yun Zhao did not send it off, if he did not clearly remember the historical recordsIt contains the process and conclusion of Hong Chengchou's surrender to the orcs. He will definitely make this person his confidant.
Lantian County, without the army stationed there, showed its due vitality overnight!
There are always countless people sneaking into Yun's field to check the corn seedlings. The newly born corn seedlings are very similar to the sorghum seedlings, but they are thicker.
Fortunately, farmers cherish their seedlings, so no one goes to pull them out of the fields.
However, when Yun's farmers were thinning out seedlings, the villagers took away the abandoned weak seedlings and carefully planted them on the ridges of their own fields.
The sweet potato vines have not yet grown long and are not easy to cut, but the potato seedlings have already shown their strong vitality.
Many peppers and tomatoes have been transplanted in Yun's garden. Since the seedlings have not grown up yet, the whole garden looks bare with only a little green.
Yun Zhao doesn’t like eating Yuqian rice. He has eaten it many times a long time ago and it has no freshness at all.
Qian Shaoshao liked Yun Yang and Yunjuan who came to Yun's to work very much. They rode on the tree and wiped out a whole elm coin on the tree, and then begged the cook to add more I cooked black noodles and made them a lot of black and green Yuqian rice.
Yunzhao likes to eat Sophora japonica flowers, but they bloom very late, not until April. The sweet and fragrant Sophora japonica flowers are wrapped in egg liquid and facial liquid, and then put in a frying pan and lightly fried. Fry it and eat it in skewers. This is delicious.
"Shiba, why don't you eat?" Yun Shu raised his head from the rice bowl and looked at Yun Zhao with an idiot's eyes. It seemed that anyone who didn't like eating Yuqian rice was an idiot.
"I'm thinking of something more delicious."
Yun Yang held the rice bowl and smiled: "You have become a county magistrate, so naturally you eat a lot of good food, so you don't care about it. There is also Yuqian rice."
Yun Zhao took a bite of the steamed Huang Jing and said, "The worst time I had was when I was a county magistrate."
"Since you burned the family's IOUs, my father said that you were a prodigal son, but he didn't say much about it later. Did you really burn all the IOUs?"
Yun Zhao looked at Dabai in the yard. Goose said: "Actually, it's not all burned."
Yunshu chuckled and said: "I knew that was the case! How could you do something stupid if you are so smart?"
Yun Zhao He looked at Yunshu and said, "Oh, I kept your IOU as a souvenir."
"Huh?"
"Get down, I want to ride a horse!"< /p>
Yunshu put down his job aggrievedly, put his hooves on the ground obediently, and prepared to ride as a horse for Yun Zhao.
Yun Yang, who was eating, was so angry that his nose was crooked. He kicked his younger brother on the butt and yelled: "Have you got any brains? Are you going to be fooled?"
Hit After finishing his stupid brother, he was still a little upset. After finishing his Yuqian rice in a few mouthfuls, he grabbed Yun Zhao and said, "Don't you like horse riding? Let's have a great time riding today!
Mr. He said it’s time for you to practice riding horses. Why don’t you choose another day?Like the sun, today, now! ”
I don’t know when, Yun Yang’s height grew again, his arms became more powerful, and his Chinese-character face became more square. He hugged Yun Zhao by the waist and walked out of the middle courtyard. Yun Zhao, who was screaming, was thrown onto his mount, got on his horse, shook the reins, and galloped away from the gate amidst Yun Zhao's screams.
"My butt hurts. On the lintel. "
"It's okay. That's what I did when Master De Liu taught me to ride a horse. Once I lose all feeling in my butt, I can ride a horse. "
"I think you are venting your anger on your brother's behalf. "
"Nothing like that, I'm teaching you to ride a horse. ”
“I really kept your IOU as a thought. ”
“Show me if you have the ability. As long as you have it, do you think I can’t afford it?” ”
At first, the two of them were a bit angry, but after a while, Yun Yang began to really teach Yun Zhao how to ride a horse.
Yun Zhao was riding crookedly, and Yun Yang was He was running out of breath.
Seeing how hard Yun Yang was running, Yun Zhao decided to practice for half an hour.
Obviously, this was a lose-lose decision.
The rotten saddles of the Ming Dynasty soon taught Yun Zhao an unforgettable lesson.
I thought it would be the butt that suffered, but I didn’t expect that the inner thighs would suffer first.
Yun Zhao, who couldn't ride a horse, was tossed up and down by the horse. In order to sit firmly, he clamped his legs hard... and then his tender flesh was bruised and bloody by the rasp-like saddle.
Yun Yang has a fierce temper, and Yun Zhao is not a person who gives up easily.
After a few rounds, Yun Zhao screamed, and Yun Yang lay on the ground unable to breathe.
Yunzhao refused Yunjuan's reckless decision to sprinkle loess on his wound, crossed his legs and trudged back to the room, took off his pants and looked down at his bloody thighs. Sigh.
A big head stretched out from behind his shoulder...
"Go away——"
"Okay, give you a bandage, yourself. Or should I help you? "
"Get out of here -"
"Oh, just wrap it yourself. Don't forget to wash it with salt water. "
"Get away. "
Qian Shaoshao obeyed without any worries, leaned against the door frame with his hands folded and said, "Yun Yang is deliberately trying to tease you. "
"I know, I am also teasing him, ah——"
"Do you have to defeat all the brothers? ”
“I must be the strongest, and I must be the one who speaks the truth among the brothers! ”
“You have already made your point. ”
“It’s not done yet, you are so dissatisfied! "
"No problem, you have been the leader of our group for a long time. How many things can you do by yourself? You have to know how to use your own brothers. "
"I used it! ”
"No, you like to act arbitrarily. This disaster relief incident illustrates the problem. You are too domineering and don't allow others to say anything!"
"That's because I know that my opinion is right. And it’s the best! Eh? Who asked you to tell me these words?" Qian Shaoshao took out a bound paper from his arms and placed it on the light that Yun Zhao had just bandaged. He said on his lap: "Mr. Xu!"
Yun Zhao frowned and glanced at the green book cover. It was indeed Mr. Xu's handwriting on the cover.
——"On the gains and losses of disaster reduction and disaster relief in Lantian County".