The Red Mansion En Xiaohou

Chapter 22 The old man is an activist

I wonder when China has succumbed to natural disasters in its five thousand years.

The weak adapt to the environment, the strong change the environment.

In ancient times, Dayu's flood control solved the Yellow River that had troubled the ancient residents for many years.

Dujiangyan turned the miasmatic land of Chu barbarians into a land of plenty.

Until modern times, people have been fighting against disasters.

In the face of these overwhelming disasters, this mere locust plague is nothing to worry about.

"I don't know if adults have any methods or ideas to prevent or solve the locust plague."

Hubu Shangshu was silent for a while and spoke.

"The ancient magic method was to use human power to control locusts. In the Tang Dynasty, Yao Chong controlled locusts and combined the efforts of a province to catch them to avoid disasters.

In the south, ducks are used to control locusts, driving ducks into the borders, and ducks into locusts. Both methods require a lot of manpower and material resources, which is not the best strategy.

I noticed that mice infested my home and used a mixture of arsenic and rice to get rid of them, and I wondered if I could use this method to get rid of locusts as well. "

Isn't this just pesticides, and high-tech pesticides will definitely not work.

But pesticides are not limited to scientific and technological pesticides. I remember watching videos before, and the self-made natural pesticides I found were also very good.

All fermented by plants, not only can play a role in killing insects, but also good for plants.

Jia Shan smiled and looked at Hubu Shangshu.

"My lord, I highly appreciate your idea. To be honest with you, our ideas coincide with each other."

"I named this medicine Pesticide. It is a medicine specially used for crops. Humans cannot eat enough to hurt the body. It is just that it is very difficult to develop, and it takes a lot of time, money and energy to make it."

A sad look appeared on Jia Shan's face. The idea was good, but research without state support has not been easy since ancient times.

After understanding the meaning of Jia Shan's words, the corner of Hubu Shangshu's mouth curled up.

With him as the Minister of the Household Department, will this be a problem?

"Leave it to me. As long as it can be realized, it won't be a problem. I will go find your Majesty now."

Jia Shan smiled and said, "Don't worry, my lord, as long as the court supports me, I can get it out."

Natural pesticides are easy to make, but there is one thing missing: neem leaves. The neem tree grows in tropical areas of Southeast Asia and is still in India. He really couldn't get it without the help of the imperial court.

The Minister of Hubu left in a hurry as Jia Shan watched.

This old man is really a man of action, and it is comfortable to deal with this kind of person.

Jia Zheng couldn't bear it anymore, and stared at Jia Amnesty sourly.

"Brother really raised a good son."

"Generally, your Baoyu is also quite good."

Jia Zheng lived in Bengbu.

Compare goods to throw away, people should be damned.

How can someone's child be so young that the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs can visit him and talk about it in person.

In addition to eating the rouge on the maid's mouth, my own family can't even read a serious book.

Jia Zheng was provoked by Jia Amnesty and roared, and ran away to find Jia Baoyu.

Jia Shan looked at Jia Zheng's angry back.

"Dad, you are really bad."

"In the future, when Baoyu bullies you, don't do it again. Come and tell Lai Dad, Ni Dad, I have plenty of ways to deal with him."

Jia Shan turned her gaze to Jia She who was speaking.

Jia Baoyu is really doomed this time. According to Jia Zheng's temper, it would be lighthearted not to get slapped or scolded.

He remembered what Zhang Zhengyang had said to him in Cheng'en Gong's mansion.

Just now, Jia She is a steamed stuffed bun filled with black sesame seeds.

On the surface, he looks the same as Tiehanhan, but in fact, he is darker than anyone else.

"Father, I don't know you a little bit recently."

Jason sighed.

What do you mean by not knowing? Jia She hit Jia Shan on the head with the handle of the fan.

"Young poor, you come with me."

Jia Shan followed Jia She to his study room, looking at the antiques on the wall with envy in her eyes.

Wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it, these were all taken back by Jia Shefei vigorously, and any one of them could be sold for a hundred and eighty taels.

Jia Shan was attracted by a few pouting buttocks in the corner.

The villain pouted his buttocks and tried his best to lift a big bronze tripod.

The big tripod and the villain are integrated, and the workmanship is very exquisite.

Jia Shan took it straight off the shelf.

Jia Amnesty didn't stop Jia Shan's behavior, seeing that Jia Shan liked her, she was very happy in her heart, and felt that she met a bosom friend in this mansion.

Who knows the pain of no one to communicate with? He almost died of loneliness.

"Dad, give me this cauldron."

Jia Shan blew on the ashes on the cauldron and moved it to Jia Amnesty's table.

Jia She looked at the funny little beast and twitched the corner of his mouth.

It was so ugly. It was made like a joke. He had forgotten when he got it. He only remembered that it was at an antique stall. He saw that it was cheap and it was an antique from the Zhou Dynasty. It was a pity to discard it and it was tasteless. Just put it away and put it on a shelf casually.

Jason actually liked it.

Thinking of Jia Shan's strange things in the room, Jia She began to doubt himself, how could he produce such a thing with such a normal aesthetic.

Silence is consent.

Jia Shan happily held it, thinking about where it should be placed in her mind.

Jia Amnesty coughed.

Jia Shan's attention turned from Ding to Jia She.

"What are you doing at Duke Chengen's Mansion today?"

Jia Shan put the small tripod back on the table and looked at Jia She sadly.

"Dad, you are dishonest."

The answer was wrong, Jia She frowned.

"I am your son."

"nonsense!"

"I am your son, why didn't you tell me that you have practiced martial arts and studied with Cheng'en Public School?"

A trip to Cheng'en Gong's mansion is all about these things.

Jia Shan can describe it in one word, bored!
I like to be bored at home, so a trip to Rongning Street is considered a trip.

Jia She's frown deepened.

"You don't know a lot about me. I didn't have you when I stirred up the situation in the capital. What did you do in Cheng'en Gong's mansion? Don't fool me by lying about playing with your classmates. This lie Do you believe it?"

"Why can't you believe it?"

Jia Shan looked at Jia Amnesty unconvinced.

Jia Amnesty's face turned black.

Jia Shan, who was finally stunned, withered in an instant.

"All right!"

"I went to Cheng'en Gong's Mansion to deliver things for Sister Lin."

"what."

Jashan asked subconsciously.

Jia Shan whispered, "The Zhen family's evidence!"

"Why is the evidence of the Zhen family's crimes in Daiyu's place?"

Jia She's eyes widened in shock. Thinking of his niece's behavior in this mansion, Jia She's eyes were full of disbelief. Lin Ruhai was so relieved to let Daiyu take such an important thing with her.

"I don't know, but Sister Lin seems to have a different understanding from us."

Jia Shan's words aroused Jia Amnesty's interest.

"What a difference."

"I can't put it into words, it's just completely opposite to how she usually behaves."

Hearing this, Jia She smiled. His niece was really good at deceiving the entire Rongguo Mansion.

But if you do it well, only in this way can the evidence of the Zhen family's crimes be handed over quietly.

Since the day Daiyu came, there have been many spies from the Zhen family in the Rongguo Mansion.

In addition, his mother is not trustworthy.

(End of this chapter)