Dajing Sun and Moon

Chapter 46
After the autumn harvest, spring plowing resumes.

Now it is the first lunar month, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, and all things are recovering. Along the way, they are mostly shoulder-to-shoulder, carrying hoes and sickles, accompanied by young and old, and children playing in the fields, innocent and innocent.

Occasionally, a bun would look through the screen window, lift the door curtain, peek at the passers-by, and then work on the stove, with cooking smoke rising thousands of miles across the river.

There was also a glimpse of the beauty in the Russian crown leading the white horse, and she was dazed, and she only sighed that this girl should only exist in the sky, and how often can she be seen in the world.

Sun Miao, who was accompanying Xia Houchun, did not dare to offend this female Xuanxiu, but said with a smile:
"In recent years, the weather in the Gyeonggi area has been smooth, and there have been no natural disasters. As for man-made disasters, they are the aftermath of party struggles, but they have not yet affected the local area. Therefore, although Yongfeng Cang has not reached the place of 'Gongyu chestnut rot', it can be considered a bumper crop. "

After he glanced at Xia Houchun, Zhuangruo smiled unintentionally and said: "The Taizu of this dynasty once said: From Jiangzhou to Jihe River, occupy Yongfeng warehouse to occupy it. One can imagine."

Liu Wenzhen frowned slightly, and walked up and down Sun Miao, why did this guy keep taking His Highness into the ditch, could it be that Xiao Dang was attached to him?
On the contrary, Xia Houchun thought it was true, he had also seen the central court performance, and he knew a thing or two about the world's taxes and acres, so he nodded and said:

"According to the records of the Cangbu Sidi Bao under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Households, Yongfeng Warehouse reported that the total grain storage in the warehouse was about 45 shi last year."

Sun Miao smiled proudly, straightened her waist, and said almost beamingly: "Your Highness, my Yongfeng warehouse is the second largest granary in the world after Hanjiacang in Dongdu. wide.

The whole warehouse covers an area of ​​[-] mu, and there are more than [-] square warehouses.Among them, the large cellar can store more than ten thousand shi of grain, and the small cellar can also store thousands of shi of grain. "

His hearty laughter attracted Weng Boying and others to look at him frequently, and he said with pride:
"As His Highness said, the storage of grain in the warehouse seems to be far inferior to the Hanjia warehouse that stores 60 shi.

But if you count the 50 shi in the Xingluo warehouse located in the east of Shenluo, the three warehouses alone have a total of 150 million shi of grain, which is enough to deal with all food crises and natural and man-made disasters in Guanzhong.

And these are just three main granaries, and there are many granaries such as Taicang in Taikang, transshipment warehouses in Dongdu, army towns in various places, justice warehouses built by aristocratic landlords, and Changping warehouses. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as I With all the warehouses in Heluo still in place, Dajing will remain invincible forever! "

He couldn't help stretching out his fist, then clenched it suddenly, as if holding the whole early spring, and said with joy:

"To tell you the truth, according to the abundant amount of rain this spring, I deduce that if there is no severe drought in midsummer, I can add another warehouse in Guanzhong!"

Weng Boying, who had been holding back for a long time, finally spoke, and he said in a displeased way:

"The Gyeonggi granary was not built just because it was built. Now that the three warehouses in Guanzhong can accommodate all the grain, there is no surplus grain for storage."

Sun Miao said with a smile: "Have you asked this young master's name?"

Weng Boying waved his sleeves, pretending to be calm and authentic: "I don't change my name when I go down, I don't change my surname when I sit down, my surname is Weng, and I don't like Boying."

Sun Miao suddenly said: "So you are the Weng Shuai Weng who said to himself, 'You can enjoy all the Taikang flowers in one day', you have admired your name for a long time, and you have admired your name for a long time!"

Xia Houchun smiled, Fang Xirou squinted at Weng Boying, who had been dancing happily, and whispered, "Listen, I'm praising you."

Weng Boying's face turned green, and Zhuge Dan laughed loudly, "Admiring all the Taikang flowers in one day? Hahaha, Mr. Weng, it turns out that you are also a man with an old heart. Hey, hey, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

Weng Boying was furious, and chased Zhuge Dan away. Neither of them had practiced martial arts or Xuan, and they were both 'weak scholars'. On the contrary, Weng Boying, a gentleman with six skills, entered the room. It's not an exaggeration to say "both civil and military". Still Zhuge military division.

Fang Xirou's venomous tongue remained the same, and he pursed his mouth and said, "I'm panicking when I'm full, and my ass hurts when I'm idle."

Su Guitou took it seriously, and praised: "Fairy Fang is right, let's put it on the mountain, with this energy, I would go to the belly of a woman to exert strength, who would be so naive to chase and fight."

With a sound of oops, Crucifer Mouse was punched into the old year's straw pile.

Sun Miao waited on Xia Houchun in fear, while Chen Xuanli watched coldly, as long as he didn't hurt the prince.

Xia Houchun said helplessly: "They are all our own people, so you should be gentle."

Fang Xirou glanced at him, and said strangely: "Who is with you?"

Sun Miao keeps her eye on her nose, her nose on her heart, and it's better for us not to get involved in the prince's affairs.

Xia Houchun, who had a gray nose, paced with his hands behind his back, and went into the warehouse to explore deeply. He saw that the cellar was full of old grains, the grains were plump, plump and mature, and the color was bright yellow, almost golden, just like the top grade!
When he picked it up casually, the cone-shaped grains poured down like rain, making Chen Xuanli and others' eyes warm.

Especially Su Guitou's greedy eyes, faint green, like the eyes of a hungry ghost in the dark night, even Zhuge Dan couldn't help but sigh with complicated eyes.

He sighed and said: "When we were waiting for the fallen grass to become bandits, we only heard the name of this top-grade golden valley and didn't see what it was."

He approached subconsciously, took a deep mouthful of the taste of grain greedily, and muttered to himself: "I don't want big fish and big meat. If every day is full of this kind of golden grain, I, Zhuge, will be content for the rest of my life."

Su Guitou suddenly sat down on the ground, crying loudly: "If my mother could eat such a mouthful of millet back then, she wouldn't have died."

"She was only thirty catties when she died, only thirty catties!"

Xia Houchun sighed softly, asked someone to help Su Guitou, and asked Sun Miao, "What percentage of the gold grains in the warehouse?"

Everyone stared at him, Sun Miao thought about it for a while, then raised her eyes and replied calmly: "Thirty percent!"

He paused, and said slowly: "In the past two years, there have been few military disasters and man-made disasters in the country, so the loss of the three major granaries is not large, so the balance of income and expenditure can be maintained."

Fang Xirou's eyes flashed, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth: "You're lying!"

Sun Miao froze, turned her head in astonishment, and asked hesitantly: "Dare to ask this girl, what is wrong with what Sun said?"

Turning his gaze to Xia Houchun, Fang Xirou sneered and said, "Did you forget that you caused the palace change? Do you know how many innocent lives died in that turmoil?"

She grabbed a handful of golden grains, sneered and said disdainfully: "Everyone in the field is entitled to enjoy this golden valley, but you are not eligible!"

"Presumptuous!" Liu Wenzhen loyally protects the lord, even if it is a saint of the Demon Sect, even if the head teacher of Xuanzong offends the crown prince, he will stand in front of him.

Ignoring Liu Wenzhen's cold gaze, Fang Xirou glanced at Xia Houchun and sneered, "Why, dare you do it or not?"

Chen Xuanli kept silent, secretly praising in his heart, dragging Yasukuni to be buried with him for his own selfish desire, but the crown prince is nothing.

Sun Miao was a little embarrassed, but Xia Houchun didn't care. He smiled and held up a handful of golden grains with his head down, as if he was feeling the pulse of life.

He sniffed lightly, closed his eyes covetously, opened his eyes and spread them away, the ears of grain flowed down from his fingertips like golden water, and a heap of grain half the size of a fist bulged up, which was instantly cute.

Turning around to leave immediately, Liu Wenzhen glanced at Fang Xirou indifferently, and then followed her away.

Zhuge Dan and Weng Boying looked at each other, but Sun Miao hesitated to speak. Finally, after looking at Fang Xirou complicatedly, he sighed softly, "Miss, you have wronged the prince."

Fang Xirou sneered, "I don't know if it's wrong or not. Since he is the Prince of Yasukuni, he should take his due responsibility."

After speaking, he left with his sleeves on his back, leaving a few people silent.

Weng Boying came back to his senses, nodded and said: "Miss Fang's words are not pleasant, but there are some reasons. The so-called loyal words are harmful to the ear and good for deeds. Sun Cang ordered you to guard your barn, and don't mix in those nonsense things.

Is it possible for a small person like you to intervene in such a matter of beheading and exterminating the clan?Don't be blinded by greed. In the end, dozens of lives of the whole family were lost in vain. "

He pointed to the silent Zhuge Dan and the dumbfounded Su Guitou:
"Do you know who they are? The two heads of the Black Eagle Village, just because they listened to a promise from a nobleman in Taikang, they died like crazy.

No, we have more than 2000 people in the huge first village of Black Eagle Village in Yanzhi Mountain, and they were buried outside Tongguan Pass overnight. "

He said with emotion: "The scene of that night is still fresh in Weng's memory, tsk tsk, it was so horrible and horrific, I couldn't bear to look directly at it."

Zhuge Dan's face was as gloomy as water, and he watched Weng Boying Shi Shiran walk out of the barn with cold eyes. If his eyes could kill, Weng Boying would have died hundreds of times.

(End of this chapter)