Guide to traveling through the Northern Song Dynasty

After all, Zhu Guoxiang was a little worried about his son staying in the former bandit's den.

Early the next morning, he went to borrow a boat from the Bai family and took the cornucopia over to have a look - this stupid horse was getting more and more temperamental, and Dean Zhu no longer wanted to serve it.

When Bai Zongwang heard that Zhu Guoxiang was going to Daming Village, he called the wet nurse who was raising Yao Fang's son: "You carry the child on the road together and hand it back to Zhang Guangdao with your own hands, saying that I owe him nothing."

This nanny was still very kind. That night, bandits attacked her at night, so she hid in the wheat field all night with her child in her arms.

"puff!"

Cornucopia stood on the deck. Tian San was afraid that something would go wrong, so he tried to lead the horse in, but was spat on on the spot.

"This beast knows no good!" Tian San cursed.

Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile: "Don't tell me it's you, I can hardly serve this horse anymore."

Tian San leaned over to look at the horse's penis and suggested: "You should find someone to gelding it, that way it will be more obedient."

As a military horse, Cornucopia has not been gelded and is most likely reserved for breeding.

This kind of stallion is selected from the best, and the price is much more expensive. It is even more expensive to smuggle it to the south. But Cornucopia was so smart that he broke out of the encirclement and escaped alone while the bandits were robbing him.

Zhang Guangdao participated in that robbery. The bandits rowed the main battleship and surrounded the larger official ship.

Some bandits rushed into the cabin to grab the horses. As soon as they were pulled on the deck, Cornucopia jumped into the river and fled, knocking the bandits who blocked the way into the water.

"It's better not to ride it." Zhu Guoxiang also likes this horse, although sometimes he hates it very much.

Turning around and taking a look, Zhu Guoxiang felt a little regretful and felt that he had to ride again.

The beast was seen lying on its back, rolling around on the deck, and knocking over the bucket with one hoof.

He rolled around twice and then stood up, rolling in circles on the deck, as if he thought the area was too small, and snorted at Zhu Guoxiang with great dissatisfaction.

When the Bai family passenger ship sailed to the place where they first met Zhang Guangdao, Tian San pointed to the shore and said: "I have moved to the village to live. There are still several acres of land here, which are all given to tenants for farming. Brother Zhu said that the wasteland downstream should be cultivated. It would be a good thing to cultivate it, but I'm afraid there are too few villagers to plant it."

"There are ways to grow with fewer people," Zhu Guoxiang said.

You can just open up the land casually and plant soybeans with corn. There is no need to cultivate intensively, just plant widely and get a small harvest. Even if the harvest is small, it may still be close to the yield of corn.

The passenger boat turned into the small river and headed all the way to the village.

Along the way, we encountered many private houses and some villagers working in the fields. Many people died in the battle that night, but life had to go on, burying relatives hastily and continuing to work hard.

For the bottom farmers here, it doesn't matter who is the owner of the village. It would be better if they can collect less taxes.

After landing by boat, Tian San took Zhu Guoxiang to climb the mountain.

The mountains here are much steeper than those in Shangbai Village, and Zhu Guoxiang began to dislike the inconvenience of living in a cottage.

As he walked, Zhu Guoxiang deviated from the mountain road and climbed to the barren slope next to him.

"Be careful, Mr. Zhu, there may be a trap there!" Tian San reminded quickly.

Zhu Guoxiang didn't climb any further, he cleared away the thorns and weeds, dug out a handful of soil, examined it carefully, and asked, "Why don't tea grow here?"

Tian San said: "Heifeng... There are hundreds of acres of tea mountains in Daming Village. There are too few people and the tea picking season is too busy. The former bandit leaders were afraid that they would not be able to stop the officers and soldiers, so they ordered the big trees on both sides of the mountain road to be cleared. Cut it down. Now it’s just small trees and weeds, and no one dares to come here to farm.”

Zhu Guoxiang said: "If we don't have enough manpower, we plant tung tree (tung oil). It will produce seeds within three years of planting, and it can also maintain the soil and water here."

Xixiang County is mountainous and is suitable for growing tea and tung oil trees.

However, in the Song Dynasty, not many tung oil trees were planted here, and they had to wait until the Qing Dynasty for large-scale planting. With the population explosion, all the land that could be developed was developed, and economic trees were planted in areas that could not be developed.

Both sides of the mountain road were cut bare, and Dean Zhu really didn't like it.

While climbing the mountain to observe and plan the planting area, Tian San was stunned for a while.

Brother Zhu's father seems... very strange.

Cornucopia followed them and didn't need to be held, he just climbed the mountain obediently. This also made Tian San feel amazing. The Zhu family and his son seemed to be extraordinary, even the horses they raised were the same.

As the mountain became steeper and steeper, the cornucopia became a bit difficult, and Zhu Guoxiang had to push it at the critical moment.

Tian San also took the initiative to help carry the child, leaving the nanny to climb the slope alone.

The sun was quite strong today, and I was sweating all over. Finally, we arrived at the mountain village.

When the father and son met, Zhu Guoxiang said: "The population here is too small. We need to bring in more people."

"That's for sure," Ju Ming said with a smile: "I have asked the archer to go back to his hometown to spread the word. If the people in their village can't survive, they can get a few acres of land from me. Anyway, I have a large field in my hand. There is no shortage of land, only people. His grandma’s..."

"No swearing!" Zhu Guoxiang stopped him immediately.

"Okay, okay, okay," Ju Ming complained, "I don't know if it's because the government exploited it too hard or because of the lack of productivity in the Song Dynasty. The population of Hanzhong during the Ming and Qing Dynasties was very large. Look at my place again. Counting those barren mountains, there are probably thousands There are tens of thousands of acres of land, but there are only a few hundred people. I have already asked, even if there was no war, there used to be more than 900 people here. "

Zhu Guoxiang guessed: "I'm afraid, there are two reasons you mentioned."

Ju Ming suddenly shouted: "Bai Sheng, Bai Sheng!"

Bai Shengfei ran over. He did not go to the county town to return to work, but stayed in the village to help Ju Ming handle trivial matters.

Ju Ming said, "Go and fetch the horse."

Bai Shengma ran away and soon brought a horse.

Ju Ming smiled and said, "I found a wife for Cornucopia, and we are still old acquaintances."

This beast didn't know how to be polite. When he saw the mare, he rushed forward and kept circling around the opposite sex.

The mare also showed signs of estrus and was restless when standing there.

Ju Ming didn't stop him, he just laughed and said: "Just be happy. When we really go to the battlefield, I will definitely kill you."

Zhu Guoxiang was walking in the village and saw burned-out houses everywhere.

Zhu Ming followed up and said: "The fire that night was a bit harsh. A quarter of the houses in the village were burned down. A lot of cloth was also burned, which is hard currency. It made me feel very sad. These houses used to be occupied by bandit leaders. , the leader and his family are living there. If Dean Zhu moves here, I will build a big house for you."

"Just play the zither." Zhu Guoxiang said contemptuously.

"I must be embarrassed," Ju Ming said happily. "Before time travel, with the little income I earned from making videos, I could only buy a toilet in a big city. Now this place is all mine. The territory may not be ten square kilometers, but There must be seven or eight square kilometers. It’s square kilometers, not square meters.”

It sounds awesome, but it's actually shabby.

Most of this seven to eight square kilometers of land is covered with mountains. The paddy fields that can grow rice are only along the river, and the total is less than 200 acres.

Zhu Guoxiang was sitting in front of a burned-out house, looking at the cornucopia of horses starting to ride in the distance, and reminded: "With your place and this small population, I'm afraid the rebellion will have to slowly build up strength."

Zhu Ming came over and sat down next to his father: "I am waiting for the Jingkang humiliation to happen. The biggest obstacle to the rebellion in Hanzhong is the Western Army. It is the most elite army in the Northern Song Dynasty, and it is also close to Hanzhong. Only the Western Army Only when I suffered heavy losses did I dare to rise up, otherwise I would probably fail."

"Ten years, wait slowly," Zhu Guoxiang asked, "Can you make a musket?"

Zhu Ming said: "I have watched videos on the history of muskets on the Internet, and I have also seen several structural diagrams of muskets. I also know how to make granular gunpowder. It is so simple that even illiterate farmers can make it. Dean Zhu, Have you heard of the three time-travel treasures?"

"No." Zhu Guoxiang shook his head.

Ju Ming laughed and said: "The three time travel manuals are the "Barefoot Doctor's Manual", "Militia Military Training Manual" and "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents". I have seen the last two books, and they are particularly wonderful."

"What a mess." Zhu Guoxiang was speechless.

Ju Ming said: "It's really a mess. The content of "Friends of Dual-Use Talents" is very diverse. Military, agriculture, machinery, construction, home appliances, cooking, handicrafts, seal cutting, and even fucking photography, accounting, and business administration. Look. After finishing this book, Wu will be able to go into battle and blow up tanks, and Wen will be able to carve seals and repair TV sets."

Zhu Guoxiang couldn't help but laugh. He was really amused and asked, "Have you finished reading?"

Ju Ming shook his head: "I haven't finished it yet. It's only eight or nine hundred pages. I only saw the outlook for future weapons, such as infrared missiles, anti-aircraft suspension bombs, etc. The content of this book is too much and too complicated. You will only finish it if you are full." . I flipped through it casually, and later it taught people how to raise quails, putty, repair refrigerators, and drive tractors. Why do you think I should learn those things? Through this book, I learned how to use a rifle to masturbate. He also knows how to blow up a tank with his bare hands. It’s all dragon-slaying skills, completely useless!”

"To be serious," Zhu Guoxiang stopped talking nonsense to his son, "Although I don't know how to fight, I know the importance of weapons. If you really want to rebel, I suggest you get a batch of muskets first."

Ju Ming said sternly: "The gun must be developed and tested slowly. I don't even have a blacksmith. Let's farm the land and do business first. The top priority is to produce fried tea next year. Tea is a huge profit, and it is the only thing in our hands that can make huge profits. means."

"Then you have to sort out the waste tea mountains this year and make use of the nearby waste tea mountains," Zhu Guoxiang suggested. "If you are too busy picking tea next year, go to the county to recruit tea pickers. In this way, you can produce more fried tea, and you can quickly accumulate raw materials." funds."

After drinking Tuancha several times, Ju Ming was convinced that there was definitely a market for fried tea.

In the clearing over there, the cornucopia had already dismounted from the mare. The beast had only persisted for a few minutes, which made Ju Ming, who was enjoying watching horse movies, feel contemptuous.

"Brother Zhu, Brother Zhang is back!" Bai Sheng shouted from afar.

The father and son got up to greet him and found Zhang Guangdao holding the child. The wet nurse had handed Yao Fang's son to him.

Zhang Guangdao teased the child and said: "Brother Zhu, a scholar from the county has come to inspect some eight-line scholars. The magistrate asked you to apply makeup and powder and pretend to be seriously injured, so as not to show your feet in front of the scholar."

"You want me to go to the county seat?" Zhu Ming asked.

Zhang Guangdao shook his head and said: "I don't know very well. When I left the county seat, the Tixue envoy went to climb the mountain and took many scholars to climb high and look into the distance. Even Xiang Zhixian didn't know when the Tixue envoy came to see you. Said to keep you ready at home."

Ju Ming understood that this tutor was not very reliable.

Zhu Ming asked: "I heard that Brother Zhang used to sell smuggled salt and knew many runaway households in the mountains?"

Zhang Guangdao said: "We know him."

Ju Ming said: "After taking care of the things in the village, please ask Brother Zhang to take a walk. Go and tell the fleeing households that I have plenty of land here. As long as they are willing to come, their lives are guaranteed to be better."

"If they are not exploited by the government, they will definitely be willing to come. It is not easy to live in the deep mountains. This matter is taken care of by me." Zhang Guangdao said, patting his chest.

(A cornucopia has been added to the character...)