At the beginning, Emperor Yang of Sui was kidnapped

Chapter 4 Yield 31 Stones per Mu

Xu Mu rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "Of course the rebellion failed, and everyone was executed! What we did was a major rebellion. We are 90.00% sure. Isn't it worth doing?"

To be honest, the rebellion definitely has the possibility of failure.

Even if you are a time traveler and have a time-accelerated research institute, there is no way to guarantee [-]% success.

What if a great magister like Liu Xiu came?

Isn't this how Wang Mang, a suspected time traveler, was overthrown?
So Xu Mu wasn't as full of words as he said.

But seeing that Lao Yang and Lao Lai were a little moved, he still asked the soldiers to untie the ropes on them.

Let them live in their own three-story small western-style building.

Of course, the soldiers responsible for guarding and guarding around them are indispensable.

Yang Guang was rolled his eyes by Xu Mu, surprisingly not angry...

Xu Mu has not been polite to him in the past few days, and he even feels a little used to it.

With a smile, he and Lai Hu'er were taken back to the small western building.

Under Xu Mu's order, the soldiers still gave them enough privacy and did not monitor them all the time.

The soldiers just stood guard around the small western building to prevent them from escaping.

Of course, it is impossible for them to escape.

This is a deep mountain and old forest, and there are various secret sentries arranged by Zhang Xutuo outside. If they want to escape without being discovered, unless they are gods.

In the small western building, the first floor is the reception hall.

The second floor is the study.

The third floor is the bedroom.

At this time, Yang Guang and Lai Hu'er were in the study on the second floor, and the monarch and his ministers looked at each other in embarrassment.

They have been arrested for three days.

For the first time in three days, they were alone and could talk.

Without hesitation, Lai Hu'er looked terrified, knelt down in front of Yang Guang, kowtowed and said: "I deserve to die for my crimes, and let your majesty suffer such humiliation. I implore your majesty to punish me!"

As the saying goes, a king is like a tiger.

Especially Yang Guang, the tyrannical emperor.

The kind that kills ministers if they don't agree with each other.

Lai Hu'er knew Yang Guang's temper too well. Usually, at this time, she should kick her in the face and yell at her.

but……

To his surprise, Yang Guang's reaction was very calm.

Not even a word was said.

He walked to the bookshelf and flipped through the letters casually.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Lai Hu'er was even more frightened, this is the rhythm of ransacking the house and destroying the family.

It's fine if His Majesty gets angry, but if he doesn't, it means that the death of one or two people can't solve it.

At least tens of thousands of people will die.

Only then did Yang Guang glance at him, and said with a wry smile: "Punish? Why should I punish you? Look around, what qualifications do I have to punish you?"

"Get up."

He waved his hand, pointed to the outside, and sighed softly: "Before we leave the den of thieves, you and I are no longer monarchs and ministers, and I can no longer be called Zhen."

Yang Guang's mentality changed very quickly. He didn't wait for Lai Huer to speak again, and continued: "What do you think of what you saw today?"

Lai Hu'er stood up, bent down and replied, "Your majesty...Go back to my lord, this den of thieves...is unfathomable in strength. Three thousand elite soldiers are worthy of the name of Hu Ben. Even the elite soldiers trained by the former Shangzhu Kingdom But so..."

The Shangzhu country he was talking about was Zhang Xutuo who was killed by the rebels in Wagang Village two years ago.

Mentioning Zhang Xutuo, Yang Guang's expression darkened.

Among the generals, if anyone is most loyal to him, it must be Zhang Xutuo.

Therefore, after assuming the throne, Zhang Xutuo was promoted many times, and later became an official in Shangzhu Kingdom.

"If Xu Tuo is here, the rebels in the world, why are they so arrogant!"

Yang Guang tightly clutched the book in his hand, and right now, he could only hope that... Pei Qiantong could find the thief's den and rescue him out.

"Do you think piety can save us?"

Yang Guang looked at Lai Hu'er, hoping that this veteran general in the army could give him hope.

But... Lai Hu'er bowed his head and said: "I... my subordinates dare not bully the emperor. Pei Qiantong is unbearable for this important task. To destroy this fortress, Shangzhu Kingdom must be revived!"

Yang Guangchang sighed, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, let's see what novelties the thief will show us tomorrow."

If it really doesn't work, it's a big deal... I'll just pretend to be rebellious with the bandits first.

……

In Wanmin City, Xu Mu is moving.

Move from outside the city to the city.

Although Wanmin City was established, it was only the fortifications of the outer city. The main reason was that if it was discovered by the Sui Dynasty, there would be a strong city to defend.

As for the city, it is still empty, only the barracks have been built.

All the structures are made of cement and mountain stones. Most of the buildings are two-story and very strong.

As for Xu Mu's residence...the Lord's Mansion is five stories high, and each floor has a large number of rooms.

It was Xu Mu who planned to live with those core members in the future.

The Lord's Mansion is located on the south side of the barracks, and the center of the barracks, the core, is the scope of the research institute.

Under Xu Mu's order, no one is allowed to enter or leave the institute unless he is there in person!

Those who are in charge of guarding here are all his confidants, the dealer who followed him at first, his loyalty is beyond doubt.

After the soldiers helped him move the house, Xu Mu stood on the roof alone, looking at the sky.

Yue Xing is rare, and before he knows it, he has been in this world for three years.

"Hurry up, as long as I hear the news of Yang Guang's death, I can leave Wanmin City to compete in the world and witness the magnificent end of the Sui Dynasty!"

He has made so many preparations for this, and now he is finally going to make it through.

Ever since he decided to rebel, Xu Mu never dared to take risks lightly, and rarely left the mountains.

The only time was to recruit Zhang Xutuo, a fierce general.

Fortunately, he was right.

"According to the time, Zhang Mengnan is coming back soon, I wonder if Lao Fang has brought it back?"

Xu Mu tilted his head, and what he was thinking about was actually... Fang Xuanling, who was hailed as the No. 1 Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty by later generations.

At this time, Yang Guang hadn't died, Li Yuan hadn't raised troops in Jinyang, and Lao Fang should still be in his hometown and hadn't taken refuge in Li Tang.

Zhang Xutuo logically said that he should not miss.

"Tomorrow, let's practice hands with Lao Yang...cough cough, practice speaking, these two are small characters, and Lao Fang is the master..."

Xu Mu suppressed the excitement in his heart and began to prepare for tomorrow's show off.

……

The next day.

At sunrise, Xu Mu woke up.

There was no way, it was woken up by the sound of drills in the army.

Who made Zhang Xutuo's special rule that it should be practiced at sunrise, and ten laps later.

There is a 1000-meter playground in the barracks, and anyone who is late for practice will be fined to run ten laps.

After ten laps, that is twenty miles.

With this order, no one in the army dares to be lazy.

And Xu Mu also suffered.

In order to ensure his own safety, he has been living in the barracks.

So I gradually developed the habit of getting up early.

As soon as he woke up, he was faced with a lot of...political affairs, that is, the big and small things of Wanmin City to deal with.

For example, the first phase of the residential area project in the near future, the division of fields, the newly discovered mining area and so on.

It can be said that no matter how big or small, it is all tied to him.

Xu Mu is now busy like a dog every day.

This is just a city that manages 1 people, if the whole world...

Xu Mu feels that this kind of matter still needs to be left to professional people.

Professional people do professional things, such as Fang Xuanling.

He can be said to be eager to see Fang Xuanling now.

It took a whole morning to deal with various matters, and Xu Mu only called after lunch... ahem, and then called Lao Yang and Lao Lai.

"Today is just in time for the winter harvest, so let's go to the fields together."

Under the protection of a group of soldiers, Xu Mu led Lao Yang and Lao Lai out of Wanmin City and outside the city.

On a small hill outside the city, busy people can be seen everywhere.

"This is……"

Yang Guang was dumbfounded again.

The scene in front of him once again broke his three views and common sense.

It is already December, everything is yellow, and the mountain was covered by heavy snow a few days ago.

Why... there is still wheat?

What is that golden and bright crop, if not wheat?

During the Han Dynasty, wheat and other crops were greatly developed and popularized, and spread throughout the country.

Although he is an emperor, he still knows wheat, especially its habits.

"That's right, it's winter wheat."

The corners of Xu Mu's mouth curled up. It was normal for Lao Yang to be dumbfounded when he saw this off-season variety.

It wasn't just him, even the big old man was stunned on the spot, full of disbelief.

I'm almost doubting my life.

"Winter wheat is different from spring wheat. It is sown every autumn, and the yield... how much is the yield?"

Xu Mu turned around and looked at Secretary Agriculture who was following him all the way.

The agricultural secretary he set up is responsible for matters such as rush harvest and rush planting.

The agricultural secretary looked at Xu Mu enthusiastically, held his head high, glanced at Yang Guanghe and Lai Huer, and replied, "My lord, there is not much land reclamation this year, only more than one hundred mu of winter wheat has been planted, and the yield per mu is five shi. I I’ve been farming for half my life, but I’ve never seen wheat yield five stones per mu, but one and a half stones would break the sky.”

Yang Guang and Lai Hu'er looked at each other, they were not very interested in production.

So it doesn't feel that great.

The common people were responsible for the harvest, and Xu Mu didn't ask to make a statement, so they didn't even know that Xu Mu was coming.

Xu Mu and Yang Guanglai Hu'er walked side by side, seeing the smiles of the common people under Yang Guang, the corners of their mouths curled up.

Perhaps this is the meaning of his time travel.

Finally did something for this era.

Do something for the most miserable life in this era, the lowest class of people.

"Huh? What is that?"

Yang Guang was walking, and suddenly stopped, pointing to a large wooden device not far ahead and asked.

Xu Mu glanced at the thing he was pointing at, and said lightly, "Oh, that's called a water trolley, which can lift water level by level, and water from other places can also be brought into the farmland through it for irrigation."

The water trolley was invented only in the Tang Dynasty. It was used for farmland irrigation and greatly promoted the development of agricultural society.

However, under the research of Xu Mu's project, it took more than ten days to research it.

Then applied to the field of farmland irrigation.

The yield per mu can be improved, and it also takes a lot of credit.

"My lord, this year's potatoes have reached a new high, with an yield of 31 shi per mu!!"

Several people were walking, not far ahead, a commoner dressed as an agricultural secretary rushed to announce the good news.

Yang Guang couldn't help looking at Lai Huer when he heard this.

Now they are interested.

How much is the yield per mu?

Didn't the damn Sinong Temple say that there has been drought year after year, and the treasury has run out of food?

If the world yielded 31 stones per mu, I would have brought down all eighteen generations of Goryeo's ancestors!
(End of this chapter)