Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 74 Debut
At the end of August, it was still very hot in the middle of Shu. Liu Shan was standing on the ground with a yellow cover covering his head, and he still felt extremely uncomfortable.He was a little fat man, he sweated easily, and his underwear was soaked early, but he had to act as if nothing had happened on the surface.Because he is an emperor, he wants to be a good emperor, and this kind of thing to increase appeal has to be sustained.

"Farming is a major event. Your Majesty attaches great importance to it. It is a blessing for all people." Someone around him was flattering the old-fashioned. smiled.

"Is that the new eight-cow plow made by Zhu Yejian? Let me show it." To make a full play, as a great weapon to buy people's hearts, Liu Shan still attaches great importance to this eight-cow plow.

Immediately, a palace servant went down and passed on the emperor's oral decree.

In the Han Dynasty, the word "Zhen", as the emperor's self-proclaimed name, generally only appeared in great court meetings or edicts, and it was also used in some more formal occasions.On weekdays, they usually refer to themselves as "I" and "I" in private, just like ordinary people. In addition, the word "Zhen" is not only used by the emperor, but also by the empress dowager and queen.

After Wang Xun and Zhao Guang, who had been prepared for a long time, received the order, they raised the whip in their hands and shouted, and the eight oxen flicked their tails, dragged the heavy plow, and walked forward slowly, digging the soil deep into the ground. turn up.

"Why is this plow so weird?" As a student of Prime Minister Zhuge, Ma Su naturally knew the source of the eight ox plow, but what he didn't expect was that this real thing not only looks weird, but also so big?

Ma Su couldn't hold back his curiosity any longer. He lifted up his robe and went down to the ground himself. He bent down and looked at the muddy block that had been turned up.

During the Han and Tang dynasties, the rules of monarchs and ministers were not as strict as those in the Ming and Qing dynasties. As long as it was not a formal occasion, the monarchs and ministers were still more casual.Even in the early Song Dynasty, nearly a thousand years later, the ministers still sat in chairs when discussing matters.Only in the Ming and Qing dynasties when imperial power reached its peak, did they kneel down to discuss matters.

Ma Su turned his head, found Feng Yong who was standing far away on the other side, and cupped his hands: "Feng Jian Ling, are you safe?"

Feng Yong felt that this guy was here to satirize him on the spot.No way, the caring look in his mentally retarded eyes when he looked at him a few months ago is still fresh in his memory.

"Thank you for Ma Jianjun's concern. Farewell to Feng Zhuang, long time no see."

"The old man really took a wrong look that day." Ma Su gave a wry smile on his face and shook his head lightly, "It was the fault of the old man that he almost lost a good person to the court. Feng Jianling once said that farming is a matter of deep cultivation and careful cultivation. , is the essence, the old man did not understand that day. A few days ago, I heard that Feng Jian ordered that Zhuangshang harvests more than half a stone of grain per mu compared to other fields. When I think about it, it must be related to the four words of deep cultivation and meticulous cultivation. I can't get rid of the relationship. I hope that Feng Jianling will not worry about the rudeness that day."

In Fengzhuang, talent was regarded as an idiot. Ma Su really felt that it was a black spot that he could not erase in his life, but he was a student of Zhuge Lao Yao after all. Feng Yong apologized, this magnanimity is admirable.

"Don't dare. The kid was really arrogant that day, and he said nothing in front of Ma Jianjun. Anyone would think it was absurd. Speaking of this, it was the kid who was unreasonable." Feng Yong hurriedly returned the salute.

This Ma Su, if he didn't know that he would have a loss of street pavilion in the future, just from this attitude alone, it really makes people feel good at once.

"These eight ox ploughs seem to have ploughed far deeper ground than two oxen carrying plows. It seems that this is the so-called deep ploughing, right?"

Feng Yong nodded: "Yes. Deep plowing can not only cut off the grass roots, but also turn the grass into the ground to become crop fertilizer, killing two birds with one stone."

"Fertilizer?" Ma Su asked curiously, "What does this mean?"

"People want to eat grain, and cattle want to eat grass. These all take the essence of other things to support themselves, and that is the grain, so why not take the essence of the soil to grow? Cut the grass roots, so that the weeds will not be compatible with the grain. Competing for the essence of the ground, turning the grass into the ground, as time goes by, the weeds will be transformed into the soil, become the essence of the ground, and be used for food, this is killing two birds with one stone.”

There is no way to tell the ancients about the knowledge of microbial trace element photosynthesis, so I had to talk about it casually.

Ma Su heard this, but his eyes brightened, and he held his palms and said: "Farmers and commoners all know that we need to get rid of weeds in the fields, but when they ask why, they are at a loss. I heard Feng Jianling's words today, and I was relieved. The Book of Changes has a cloud: Heaven and Earth Dao, people use it every day without knowing it. The ancients did not deceive me!"

Cultural people are so annoying!Anything can be pulled from the scriptures!

Feng Tubie laughed dryly and didn't answer, because he was illiterate and didn't know how to continue.

Fortunately, Ma Su didn't notice Feng Tubie's embarrassed expression, and now looked at the eight niuli with a little emotion: "I heard that Feng Jian ordered the village to supply food a few days ago, and I also thought about it in private, if I could do it that day. Listening to Feng Langjun's words, this autumn harvest, I don't know how much more grain can be harvested? Oh, I am really ashamed!"

Damn, why do I feel that the ancients were always so prudent when they were officials?Shouldn't it be that with the development of productive forces, people's level of consciousness will continue to increase?
"How come it's so simple?" Feng Yong said, "The eight ox plows alone are not easy to make, and they are beyond the reach of ordinary people. Not to mention, it takes eight oxen to pull it. How many oxen are there in the world? Can a family have eight cows? For example, in the official government, there are only two cows."

Ma Su said meaningfully: "Sometimes it's not easy, but it's the easiest."

Feng Yong thought he didn't understand.With that in mind, this time, the old demon Zhuge is probably going to take advantage of this opportunity and try to sneakily engage with those local natives—he would do the same even if it was Feng Yong.Hanzhong is such a big place, how much food can be produced when all of it is reclaimed?The supply of the Northern Expedition is definitely more than enough, at least one or two years of continuous supply is no problem, the food is no longer subject to the family, the old monster Zhuge is expected to completely let himself go, and he is a little scared when he thinks about it.

The biggest disadvantage of the eight ox plow is that it is not easy to turn around. It is only suitable for large areas of arable land. As for those small fields, the curved plough is naturally the most suitable.But in this era, which aristocratic family does not have thousands of acres of fields connected together?This kind of ox plow is the best for them!
Of course, all the nobles present today are poor ghosts compared to the big family in Shu, and most of them don't have so many fields in their homes.This may have seemed like a sad story in the past, but now it seems that there is no need to be sad anymore, because there are wastelands in Hanzhong!
Because of the war in Hanzhong in the early years, large tracts of barren fields were abandoned there like that, which is so heartbreaking!The wasteland must be reclaimed as soon as possible, and everyone's heart began to be excited, Emperor Shengming!Earlier, I said that I would reward everyone with the land of Hanzhong, but there is no real news so far, so it's not a lie to us, right?No, I have to find a way to remind the emperor.

The ministers who knew the existence of Ba Niu Li began to feel a little commotion in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)