palm river mountain

Chapter 363
Duan Yi longed to rush forward, grabbed Han Hechi's hand, and shouted, "Bo Ya!"

But she was afraid of this "Ziqi" and ran away in fright, like chickens and ducks chased by dogs.

Nowadays, people in the world value the way of civil and military affairs, and the matter of mud legs is a splendid and important matter in the memorials. It is no problem for those people to write ten thousand words of agricultural affairs minutes.

To be able to write poems to poems in one breath, no matter how gorgeous the diction is, how gorgeous the rhetoric is, and how lofty the intention is.

But if they were asked to plant seedlings in the fields under the sun, few of them were willing to go.

Han Hechi is very knowledgeable, and he doesn't stick to books. Indeed, as he himself said, he is the talent she wants most at the moment.

Fighting depends on generals, but the matter of governing the country still requires literary talents.

Duan Yi thought about it, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and looked towards Han Hechi, "You don't rely on your mouth when you plant the land, whether it is good or bad, when it's harvest time, take a scale and you will know everything. "

Han Hechi nodded seriously, "My lord's words are true. People can brag, but scales can't."

"Hechi has been looking for good seeds all over the place. He has ten acres of land, one of each kind, and the cultivation water and fertilizer are all recorded. After years of research, he finally compared the one with the highest grain yield. It has been planted in a village in Hechi County. Down."

"The amount of grain produced last year was [-]% more than that of other villages. My lord is good at this, you can tell at a glance."

Duan Yi was really surprised now.

She took the thick brochure handed over by Han Hechi, on which were written "Hechi Farming Minutes" in six characters.

Looking through it, although it is not as concise and clear as the experimental forms of later generations, Han Hechi really recorded his farming process very seriously.

Han Hechi noticed Duan Yi's face, took another cloth bag from his waist, and handed it to Duan Yi.

Duan Yi took it, opened it, and saw that there were golden millet in it.

Although she is better at building infrastructure, building bridges and roads.But for so many years, it is not for nothing to build canals and take water trucks for the people.He knows more about farming than ordinary officials.

She took the millet and squeezed it, the grains were very full, there were almost no empty shells, and it looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Duan Yi took out one, put it in her mouth and chewed it, the rice was sweet and it was indeed a good variety.

"Are all the plants grown like this, or have they been sifted?"

Listening to Han Hechi, he wasn't impatient, but felt more and more that he really came here at the right time.

"It hasn't been sieved, but mine is carefully served in my field and used to save seeds. The ones in ordinary villagers' homes are slightly worse than this, but they are far better than ordinary seeds."

Duan Yi nodded solemnly, "Go get in that carriage, the person sitting in it is my husband. I know why you are looking for me, you want to plant this kind of shit in all my territories. Rice."

"However, can your rice species withstand drought, waterlogging, and insects? If you have never experienced anything, you will be like a delicate little lady raised in a wealthy family. "

"Stay in the boudoir, everyone praises it. But if they come out to farm and support their families, the common people will say something coquettish in disgust."

Duan Yi said, looking at Han Hechi with burning eyes, "It's not that I don't believe in you, but I attach great importance to your good seeds. But the food is different from others. If something goes wrong, the common people will spend a year's work It’s useless, it’s going to starve to death.”

"Even if you want to plant, you should grow up from small to large, and only then can you breed more people over the years."

When Han Hechi listened, his body trembled slightly.

He raised his head, looked at Duan Yi with red eyes, bowed his hands solemnly, and said nothing.

He took the food that Duan Yi handed back, carefully hugged it in his arms, and walked towards the carriage in the praying man. After walking a few steps, he turned around again and said seriously, "High mountains and flowing water meet bosom friends, and Hechi is cheeky. The lord is a bosom friend."

After Han Hechi finished speaking, he carried the rice seed and the outline of farming, and got into the carriage.

Seeing him go in, Duan Yi grinned silently.

What to do, she's a little flustered!
How does it feel to have someone capable of voting?
That's how old Zheng Duo felt when he went out and picked up money!He is the son of heaven, when he comes to her, can he lick his face and boast that he is a wise king!
Just thinking about this, Duan Yi shook her head again.

No, no, no, if you are close to Zhu, you will be red, if you are close to ink, you will be black, if you are close to Su Yun, you can blow, but she can't do that!

The army marched towards Xingyuan Mansion in a mighty manner. When they reached the gate of that mansion, the battle in the city had already ended, and the gate was wide open. Zhao Zhunzhi and Xu Yi rode horses one on the left and one on the right. In front of the city gate, he led the army to meet him.

"My lord, those little thieves can't stand my old Xu's two knives. They haven't enjoyed it yet, and they're so scared that they're scared to death! It's like cutting melons."

As soon as Xu Yi's voice fell, all the soldiers cheered.

……

The Duan family's army was on the Shannan West Road, as if entering a land without people, except for the thieves who occupied the Xingyuan Mansion, they hardly encountered any obstacles, and took down all the counties and counties with ease.

Duan Yi stayed in Qi Langzhong and Han Hechi to rectify the Xingyuan mansion, and Zhao Zhunzhi and Xu Yi led the guards, and all the sergeants who had been captured before were in Shannan West Road.

With Jiannan Road and Shannan East Road protecting each other at an angle, there is almost no danger at all in Shannan West Road.Civil officials from all walks of life, and the famous Hanhechi town.

Duan Yi was relieved almost 120 times, and order will be restored here soon.

After staying here for about a day, after explaining all the matters, Duan Yi, together with Cheng Qiong and the others, headed northward and headed straight for the Longyou Road.

"Longyou is no better than Shannan West Road. This is Li Guangming's lair. The Li family has deep roots here. After one Li Guangming died, there are other Li Guangming who can take turns sitting there."

"After Li Guangming died, the Li clan elected his uncle Li Xiyou as the Lord of Longyou."

In the carriage, Cheng Qiong laid out the map of Longyou Road, and seriously talked to Duan Yi about the news he had just received.

Duan Yi nodded, not surprised, "Then Li Guangming has eight sons? We only killed one Li Tai, and the other seven, just let others seize power like this?"

Cheng Qiong shook his head, "Of course not! It's just that Li Guangming's other sons are not as good as Li Tai, and even if they want to make trouble, they don't have the ability to overthrow the clan."

"The seat of Longyou Dao is in Xiping County. Because their army suffered a disastrous defeat, Li Xiyou has gathered all the prefectures' troops, and they are all hiding in Xiping County."

Cheng Qiong said, but changed the topic, and tapped the map with his hand, "But our most powerful enemy in Longyou is not the remnants of Xiping, but the Dufu."

(End of this chapter)