Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Chapter 1328 Yingzhou Style
"In the spring of the tenth year, Wang Zhengyue, the guild of Qihou, and Zheng Bo in Zhongqiu. Gui Chou, allied with Deng, as a teacher."

In the bright classroom, Lu Qi is substituting for a class.

In fact, his teaching level is very average, and his understanding of the scriptures is not very thorough. Most of the time he just follows the scriptures.

But the students in front of them don't really need to be taught at a very good level.

It is almost enough to teach the children of chieftains, local tyrants, and generals and officers' families to read and write, to be able to write superficial official documents, and to be able to have a slightly decent conversation.

Therefore, this job is not difficult.

Lu Qi finished reading the subject according to the script, and then led the students to read it over and over again.After reading, tell them the short story behind it, that is, the events and background recorded in this passage in history, teach them some rules and ideas through the story, and subtly influence their values.

The students are also very happy.Who doesn't like listening to stories.It depends on the individual whether there is any gain after listening.

After talking for a full hour, it was time to leave school.With a big wave of Lu Qi's hand, the students scattered like birds and beasts as if they had been pardoned.

Who really wants to read?If it wasn't forced by the family to go to school, it would be better to go hunting and play when there is this time.

However, there were still those who were eager to learn and asked, "Excuse me, sir, why did the princes of the Spring and Autumn Period obey the Son of Heaven so much?"

Good question.

Lu Qi straightened his mind and said, "Because it's good for them."

"What's the benefit?"

"The instigator has no descendants?" Lu Qi said, "They turned against the Emperor Zhou. If the people below follow suit, they will rise up against them too?"

The student nodded.

Someone else asked: "Confucian classics are not as effective as agricultural science, so why learn it?"

"Medicine works better than agriculture, too."

"Actually, he's good at math."

Lu Qi felt a little dizzy when he heard it, and said: "The word "li" has infinite magical uses. You can learn it with peace of mind, and it will be useful in the future."

Students will be skeptical.

Their cultural foundation is very weak, or even no culture at all.Thinking about problems is generally the simplest and most instinctive need to look at problems. Therefore, I feel that agriculture, medicine, and mathematics are more practical than economics. I don’t know why economics students are the easiest to become officials.

Lu Qi was still a young man, so he couldn't answer it. He just subconsciously felt that the study of Confucian classics involves the essence of a person's life, how he sees things, how he treats people, and how he thinks about problems.In his opinion, medicine, agronomy, and arithmetic are just practical skills and small paths, which are not comparable to the avenues of Confucianism.

"Just study hard. Father and brother sent you to school, but it took a lot of effort." Lu Qi said with a serious face on purpose.

The students saluted and retreated.

Lu Qi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

There are as many as 30 people studying Confucian classics in Liucheng County, most of whom are Fanhu people.Letting them go to school is actually a kind of gentle policy.

In Daxia Zhaojian, the "employment rate" of local economics students was still very high, and most of them served as small government officials at all levels.Some academics are outstanding, even if they are not admitted to Jinshi, they can directly become officials.

Although this road is gradually narrowing due to the increase in the number of people who take the imperial examination, it is still a way out, which is more popular. At worst, you can also mix a rough literacy, which is better than not knowing a single character.

Education is always the best way of assimilation.

When Lv Qi was attending a lecture under the sect of Immortal Zhong, he heard his master mention the Confucian classics in the prefectures and counties of Kansai, and he greatly appreciated its role in dispelling the hostility and reducing local unrest.

Of course, Zhong Jinxian also bluntly said that Kansai Confucian classics students can become officials in Kanto, which has greatly promoted the prosperity of Kansai Confucian classics—even small officials at the county level are very attractive.

If Yingzhou can persevere in education for 20 years, all the Fanhu tribes may gradually become Sinicized.This kind of thing always starts from the top.

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After the daydream was over, Lu Qi packed up his things, Shi Shi ran out of the county school and was ready to go home.

The family helped him buy a piece of land in the western suburbs of Liucheng County and built a house.

The people who built the house were all recruited from nearby villages.

From October last year to the end of summer this year, the imperial court sent tens of thousands of households from Caozhou to immigrate, and the household registration in the six counties of Yingzhou increased greatly.So far, there are more than 11 households and more than [-] mouths.

For newcomers, the first one or two years must be very difficult.

Take the first batch of Caozhou immigrants who arrived last October as an example.They harvested the first batch of wheat this year, and the results were very dismal. The harvest per mu was only about six buckets.

This level is on a par with Hengshan Dangxiang, whose agricultural level is relatively backward.

In the early Tang Dynasty, in the land cultivated for a long time in the north, the upper field harvested more than one dendrobium, the good one had two dendrobiums, the middle field had one dendrobium, and the lower field was less than one dendrobium.On average, the harvest per mu of a crop of grain is around one dendrobium.Within two years, one mu of land can harvest a total of more than two dendrobiums of millet and wheat, and five or six buckets of miscellaneous grains—two years and three crops.

If it is fertile land that has not been cultivated for a long time, after cleaning up, the harvest per mu should be more than two dendrobium.At that time, Heizhi Changzhi was in Qinghai Haitun, and the income per mu was more than two dendrobiums.

The fields in Yingzhou have not been cultivated for decades, and a lot of fertilizer has accumulated in the soil.The reason why the harvest was not high should be that the fields were not cleaned.Stones, weeds, etc. will affect farming and harvest.In addition, cattle and farm tools are also very scarce, which is also a major factor.

Lu Qi recruited newcomers.

They can barely eat enough now and need a little extra income to supplement their families.You only need to pay a small amount of money and food, and you can recruit a large group of people, and the two-way house will be built for you soon.

When walking to the door of the house, Lu Qi suddenly froze.

On the wilderness in the southwest, a large area of ​​camps rose from the ground, with banners and flags in the camps, and horses roaming outside the camps.

The carriages transporting grain filled the post roads, extending to the distant horizon.

There is also a sergeant who doesn't know where he came from, rushing to the wilderness with a sickle, harvesting bundles of hay that no one cares about-in the Central Plains, hay is one of the extortions. It can be used as fodder for war horses and draft animals, but in a barren land with a large area and few people, this stuff is really worthless.

Lu Qi moved closer, trying to get a better view, but was quickly stopped by a group of rangers.

"Get away!" A military general who seemed to be quite well-known reprimanded.

Lu Qi was a young man, subconsciously dissatisfied, but when he saw the shining blades of the warriors, he wisely chose to retreat.

"Mr. Dalang, don't clash with these warriors. They are members of the Wansheng Yellow-headed Army. They brought a batch of weapons from Beiping and stationed them in Yingzhou." The old servant pulled Lu Qi into the door and whispered Said.

Lu Qi suddenly felt a little worried.

It looks like a big war is likely to break out next year.

It is indeed very convenient to attack Khitan from Yingzhou.The army marched northward from here, approaching the hinterland of Diela, forcing them to fight decisively.

The Anton Mansion can also find a way to recruit soldiers to march along the Daliao River to clean up the tribes of the Khitans in western Liaoning. They can even unite with the Bohai Kingdom to kill them. The Khitans are outstretched, what will happen?
However, he was still a little worried after all.Once it fails, Yingzhou is doomed. If the Khitan takes advantage of the victory and marches, the expansion results of the past few years will probably be vomited out—Anton Mansion, Yingzhou, Ruzhou, etc., once they fall, will happen. How many tragedies?

Lu Qi didn't dare to think about it.

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The biting cold wind was mixed with snowheads, and it quickly hit the roof tiles, making a rustling sound.

There was a lot of livestock manure scattered on the road, and the young man with a basket on his back picked it up skillfully and put them in the basket.After picking up a pile, a cheerful smile appeared on his face.

Inside the roadside post station, there are many people.When the wine was hot, everyone began to talk and talk, and burst into laughter from time to time.

Taking a closer look, the little official in the green robe didn't care about his image at all, his sleeves were full of oil stains, and he was still drinking with others.

The martial artist sat there with one foot crossed, extremely arrogant, and occasionally some obscene jokes popped out of his mouth, which aroused everyone's applause.

The merchant vividly told the true and false news from Beiping, which made people froze for a while.

The servants shuttled back and forth, continuously delivering a basket of steaming pancakes, which were quickly swept away by these people.

This is life!

Zheng Zhongyanyou of the Yin'an Straight Team pushed open the wooden door and looked out.

"Huh!" The cold wind poured in, making every diner frown.

When the cold wind blew, Zhong Yanyou's head became a little clearer.

Behind the post station is a livestock pen, where many sheep are kept.The cold wind is blowing, the snow is falling, and the sheep are close together to keep each other warm.

More than a dozen women and children hid behind the wooden wall of the post station and chopped grass.Their faces were flushed with cold, and their fingers were cracked and swollen like carrots, but the movements of the hands were not slow at all.

Beside the stables were a few solitary trees.

The bird's nest on one of the trees was huge, and Chong Yanyou had never seen such a big one, like a palace in a bird's nest.But at this time, people have gone to the empty building and disappeared.

Outside the big tree, there is an endless wilderness.

"Boom!" The rare winter thunder sounded.

The snow gradually increased, covering the entire wilderness.The earth was a vast expanse of whiteness, and half a person could not be seen, as if it had been like this since ancient times.

Zhong Yanyou turned around and looked at the post station where there was a lot of noise, and then at the desolate and lonely field, feeling a sense of unreality in his heart.The place where we will fight next year has such a style, it is indeed very different from the densely populated Central Plains with villages and towns everywhere.

"Let's go!" Li Shouxin walked out of the station, looked at the heavy snow like goose feathers, sighed, and said, "I don't know if we can reach Shangjing smoothly."

"It may not be a problem to hear that Bohai people have a dog-pull sledge station," Zhong Yanyou said.

Li Shouxin laughed loudly when he heard the words, and said, "Then you have to give it a try."

Zhong Yanyou called out.

The north wind howled, his voice was a little unreal, but the nine silver-saddled straight warriors who were resting next door still heard it, packed up immediately, and led the horse over.

"Wait!" The post general rushed out with a fat belly, put a basket at the feet of Li Shouxin, Zhong Yanyou and others, and said, "I'm old and I can't fight. You fight hard, and you must put The Khitan people chopped it down. These are a few bags of kumiss, used to keep out the cold on the road. Be careful, don’t refuse.”

Li Shouxin looked at the six or seven cowhide water bags in the basket, and wondered, "How do you know we're going to fight?"

"The whole Yingzhou knows about it." The post general smiled and said, "It's grain storage and equipment delivery. Who doesn't know what's going on? You are messengers, right? The military situation is urgent, so there is no delay. Bring your things with you." , to warm up on the way.”

Li Shouxin asked someone to fetch a package, took out a coin from it, stuffed it directly into the postman's arms, and said with a smile: "This thing is very wonderful, but you can't take it for nothing."

After finishing speaking, he got on his horse and said: "Young people gather to scatter gold, and middle-aged soldiers sweep the green forest. The famous king of Bohai once lost his head, and all the generals of the Han family fell in love..."

More than ten riders quickly disappeared into the wind and snow.

The postman stood there for a long time, then suddenly ran back to the back kitchen and dragged out the eldest son who was burning the fire.

The son looked confused, not knowing what to do.

The post general returned to the bedroom and took out a gleaming and well-maintained epee.

"Boom!" The epee was thrown into the snow.

"From now on, you don't need to light firewood to light the fire. You can pick up the abandoned martial arts and go out with the army next year." The post general said.

The son stupidly picked up the epee, subconsciously swung it twice, and the feeling that had been interrupted for two years returned.

"Why did Grandpa suddenly think about it?" The son asked, wiping the cigarette ash off his face.

"Some things have to be done by someone. Some people shouldn't be tied up in the farmhouse." The post general said, "Didn't you always want to go out to fight for wealth? If you think about it, keep practicing. Kill the Khitan people, or be killed by the Khitans." People kill, even if they die, they will not hate."

"I will not hate you even if you die." The son raised the epee high and slashed down fiercely.

The dead wood split into two halves.

(End of this chapter)