It has cleared up since the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and the snow has melted away in a day of sunshine, nourishing the fertile land.
Hundreds of plum blossoms are planted in the open space near the back mountain of Yongfeng Village. The plum blossoms in red, pink, white, light green and yellow are blooming and are very beautiful in the sunshine.
Even a rough guy like Jia Cong couldn't help but drown himself in the depths of the plum forest, feeling the artistic conception of cold plums and proud snow, and enjoying the pleasant fragrance of flowers in the plum forest.
Daiyu led the rhododendrons and snow geese around the plum forest, selecting the freshest plum blossom petals, picking them and collecting them, preparing to use the clean snow water to make fine wine.
Daiyu, who is wearing a light green coat and skirt, is like an elf in the plum forest. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and shines on her body, making her look like a shining fairy.
Jia Cong had nothing to do, so he asked someone to get a table, chair, pen and ink. When Daiyu finished picking the plum blossoms, a picture of Daiyu proud of plum blossoms appeared on the paper.
Are winter plums beautiful?
beautiful.
But not as beautiful as Fairy Lin!
There is a poem praising:
There is a beautiful woman in the snow, her beauty is beyond compare.
Zhuozhuo is like jade, calling you a fairy.
When the ink on the scroll was slightly dry, Daiyu gently pressed her soft lips on Jia Cong's cheek. Before Jia Cong could react, she carefully put away the scroll and ran away with light steps.
The person in the painting is her, and the person who painted the painting is him, then the painting is naturally hers.
The weather is good today, and Daiyu is in high spirits.
Nothing happened in the village. After lunch, Jia Cong and Daiyu walked through the plum forest into the mountain.
Sister Lin, who was once weak and unable to take care of herself, put on a strong outfit, pulled up her long hair, and tied it with a wooden hairpin. She looked so handsome, and the young man was really stunned.
The snow in the back mountain is not very deep. After yesterday's hunt by the hunters in the village, wild beasts such as blind bears and wild boars have disappeared. The soft bow Jia Cong made for Daiyu has no use at all.
However, she still showed interest in the forest. When she saw a wild rabbit, she drew her bow and shot an arrow. The arrows flew by. A moment later, a soldier came back carrying a long-eared rabbit.
However, there was no wound on the hare's body, because the arrow hit the tree trunk on the side. The hare was frightened and ran away, hitting the tree and fainted.
Sure enough, the fairy does not need to kill, God will chase after him and feed him.
Jia Cong teased Daiyu with these words, causing her to pout in dissatisfaction and continue to look for prey in the forest angrily.
In half an hour, we picked up two pheasants, two wild rabbits, four wild boar cubs, and several wild eggs...
None of them had any traces of being hit by arrows, and Jia Cong became depressed in the end.
He looked up at the sky and really wanted to ask the immortals in this world. That sentence was his unintentional emotion. Sister Lin was not really the daughter of any immortal.
It was the Chinese New Year, and Tanaka had nothing to do.
Although this mountain is not big, there are several villages around it. Jia Cong is not so overbearing as to close the mountain for his own convenience.
So I went a little deeper into the mountain and met many nearby people. They take advantage of their free time to go into the mountains or want to try their luck and hunt some game to add some money to their families. Or take your children with you and take this opportunity to teach them hunting skills.
Coincidentally, next door to Yongfeng Village is a large imperial village, which housed many landless people from Gyeonggi Province at the end of the year before last.
Many of these people were the beneficiaries of Jia Cong and Daiyu's relief work in Wangpingkou. When they saw the two of them, their eyes were filled with excitement, gratitude, and reverence.
Soon, more than 20 nearby people gathered in this mountain col. They did not approach Jia Cong and the other two who were protected by personal soldiers. They just bowed to them from a distance, put down the game they had just hunted, and then To turn around and leave.
Daiyu pulled Jia Cong's sleeve and whispered: "I want to meet them."
"good."
Jia Cong smiled and nodded, and asked people to invite these twenty people over.
The nobleman invited him, and he was his benefactor. The common people were excited but cautious.
Several bonfires were lit in the mountain col. The soldiers brought a piece of wood and covered it with animal skins. Daiyu sat by the fire and talked cordially with the people.
Jia Cong didn't make a sound, just sat quietly and listened.
"When you go to Huangzhuang to rent a house, do you charge according to the rules set by the imperial court?"
"Have the stewards given you any trouble?"
“Is the harvested food still enough to eat?”
"Do the children go to school?"
Wait, wait, etc. Daiyu asked in detail. Fortunately, nothing bad happened to oppress the people, and Daiyu felt relieved.
Knowing that there is enough food to eat now, but these people who have just been able to fill their stomachs are still unable to support their children to study, Daiyu has a problem in her heart.
The royal family is no longer short of money, and the emperor's private treasury is filled with gold and silver, so the education promotion plan that Brother Cong once told her can be put on the agenda.
However, this matter is no smaller than the issue of land reform. After all, we need to consider it in the long term.
Daiyu looked at the game that the people gave them and rejected it many times without success, and finally had no choice but to accept it.
The children who followed their father and brother into the mountains were only eleven or twelve years old and the youngest was only six or seven years old. They hid behind their father and brother and secretly looked at this beautiful and shameless sister.
Zicuckoo brought over twenty silver coins that she had collected, and Jia Cong and Daiyu gave them to these people with their own hands.
Don’t accept it? This is the new year's money given to the baby by Uncle Yongfeng and Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Not much, just two taels of silver per person, which he can take home to add some meat and eggs to the children and make new clothes.
After the common people watched the nobles leave, they covered the bonfire that had been used for heating with snow. This chance encounter in the mountains and forests is like the winter sunshine, gradually spreading warmth to the surrounding villages.
Since the eleventh day of the first lunar month, people will always appear at the entrance of Yongfeng Village carrying a chicken, duck or a small bag of rice.
These people were all poor people who had no food to eat in the winter before last, and they had received the kindness of Jia Cong and Daiyu. Now I can live in a warm house and use my hard work to earn food to support my wife and children.
The Duke's Mansion in the capital was too majestic to enter, but when they finally met their benefactors, these simple people expressed their gratitude in the simplest way.
Originally, Jia Cong planned to give money to the people, but Daiyu stopped him. He could not let money taint this simple emotion.
She asked Jia Wuer to collect these things, and the game was replaced by grain, which was used as rice for the school.
After discussing with Jia Cong, they calculated the distances between nearby villages and asked people to call in the stewards and village elders of each village...
Soon, many young people came to Yongfeng Village. They took their own tools and started working enthusiastically in the New Year, a time when they should be resting.
Everyone knows the benefits of studying, and everyone is very motivated to build a school for their children.
There is an idle gravel field outside Yongfeng Village. After digging three feet into the ground and clearing the gravel, you will find a good school.
The crackling of firecrackers announced the foundation of Yuhe School. After this large-scale school is built, children from five nearby villages will study here for free.
Four years will be the time for them to learn how to read and write and receive the initial education.
Don't ask everyone to take the imperial examination and become an official. In the future, it would be better to work as an apprentice accountant in the city.
Yongfeng Bofu will allocate 500 taels of silver every year to fund the running of the school, and each village will also contribute food and money, which can be regarded as the children's pen and lunch consumption.
After everything was arranged, the family had sent someone to call them back to Beijing.
On the morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, Jia Cong and Daiyu quietly left Yongfeng Village under the protection of their own soldiers.
When the people who came to work on the school building learned that their benefactor had left, they all stopped their work and kowtowed in the direction of the capital...
The benefactor not only gave them a chance to survive, but now also gave them hope for the future. How can you not be grateful?
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As soon as she returned home, before she stepped into the gate of Rongxi Hall, Daiyu thrust a pink dumpling into her arms.
Xichun raised her head and said dissatisfiedly: "Third brother and sister Lin went out to play without me? Fortunately, I left you delicious snacks."
Jia Cong took a basket from Grandma Wang's hand, opened a corner and waved it in front of Xichun's eyes, and said with a smile: "Xi girl, look at what this is?"
She smelled the fragrance before she could see it clearly. Xichun was like a glutton that had been awakened, and her soul was attracted by the basket. She hung on the basket and refused to let go.
The brother and sister played fishing again. Xichun held the basket and Jia Cong fished for their sister and walked into the Hall of Rongxi.
Seeing her grandchildren come back, the old lady smiled and asked about their life in the village.
Daiyu took out the game bacon sent by the people, especially the wild boar meat hunted in Yongfeng Village, which was favored by the old lady.
During lunch, the food was prepared by the kitchen and served on the table. Everyone was enjoying the game while listening to Daiyu telling interesting stories about the countryside.
The two of them did not rest in the afternoon. Instead, they went to the study and worked until the evening.
At dawn the next day, Daiyu brought the reserved game into the palace, preparing to offer it to the Second Saint, the Queen Mother, Concubine Yang and other elders.
Of course, I also brought with me a copy of Huangzhuang’s development plan for the next five years and the vision of gradually popularizing four-year compulsory education.
Jia Cong was not idle either. Yesterday, his father-in-law's resentment was about to materialize. If he didn't help his father-in-law, his marriage to Sister Lin might be forcibly postponed.
Yilan went back to the grassland with the court people a year ago, and it took only three days to convince most of the original Oara nobles and tribal leaders.
Except for the Choros family and their vassal families, most of the Wala people still yearn to become common people of Daxia.
Because Jia Shiyi's Wanli surprise attack last year was too much of a deterrent to them, and the military strength of the Celestial Dynasty returned to its peak in the Zhaowu Year, they thought of Yu Linlang beside His Majesty Tian Khan.
After the fear passed, the hungry people of Wala seemed to see their grandmother in the winter wind and snow.
Fortunately, His Majesty the Khan did not dislike their previous rebellious behavior, and the Celestial Empire sent a large amount of food so that Grandma did not take them away.
The food on the sledge made the people at the bottom extremely grateful to the Celestial Empire and their former Khan. Once they heard that they could become the subjects of His Majesty the Celestial Khan like the Han people, they didn't care what the leader of their tribe thought.
Filling their stomachs is more important than anything else. Whoever dares to stop them from paying allegiance to His Majesty the Sky Khan at this time is their enemy.
Those tribal leaders who were still hesitant soon discovered that they had lost control of the tribe.
Even the soldiers around them began to lose control. In the end, they could only gather in the sweat tent and kneel down to accept the canonization of the Celestial Empire.
Only Aluotai left the original Oara, now the Anbei Protectorate, with the die-hard loyalists of the Choros family, about 30,000 cavalry, and more than 80,000 herdsmen.
It's not that he doesn't want to occupy this fertile grassland, but that the people on this grassland are eyeing him and they don't dare to stay here.
In the end, they could only take the grain, grass and salt given to them by Yilan and head west to open up a new country for the Cholos family.
With the help of the accompanying court officials, Yilan integrated Oala's soldiers and horses at an extremely fast speed. After leaving 30,000 troops to protect the people of the Anbei Protectorate, Yilan returned to Beijing with 20,000 elite horses.
The Anbei Protectorate is about to open a government office. It would be a bad idea for him, the governor, to stay in the grassland. He might as well return to the capital to be his mascot. His Majesty the Emperor will decide everything.
After just a few hasty words at the West City Gate that day, Jia Cong finally figured out the affairs of the Anbei Protectorate.
The reputation of the sage is really useful, and Yi Lan has lived up to his hard work and finally found a way out for their Wala.
As for Aluotai, where did he come from to the west?
Timur Khanate and Rakshasa Kingdom, it seems that the original grand master of Wala is ambitious and wants to compete with Timur and Rakshasa for territory.
Forget it, this matter has nothing to do with Daxia. The most important thing for the court at the moment is to quickly select suitable officials to support the fledgling Anbei Protectorate.
There are still three million people waiting for food. Just the food and grass that need to be sent to the grassland is a headache. No wonder the father-in-law is full of resentment towards himself. In less than ten days and a half, there is no way to rest.
The good annual leave is gone, and I can't play with my sweet son at home. How can I not complain?
"Although there are enough grains in the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Anbei Protectorate will need about half a year of grains to get back on track. Part of the grain storage will be used, and the rest should be purchased from the private sector. We can't help but keep some reserves in case of emergencies. .”
Lin Ruhai threw Jia Cong behind the desk and said to this "heartless" bastard: "The bidding strategy you mentioned last time was good, so I will leave this matter to you. Within three days, I will see the detailed information plan."
After that, Mr. Lin walked out of the check-in room leisurely with his hands behind his back. Jia Cong even heard him humming a tune.
"Who is that, you, yes, it's you, come here..."
The clerk at the door quickly walked into the duty room, bowed and said: "Li Huan, the clerk of the Ministry of Household Affairs, pays homage to my uncle. If you have anything to do, please feel free to ask me."
Jia Congti wrote a few warrants with a brush and handed them to Li Huan: "Go and send these warrants out and call all the heads and managers of Huangshang in Beijing."
"If you have the order, I'll do it now, little one."
After Li Huan left the duty room, Jia Cong asked someone to get the money and grain account books from the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Wala household register that had just been sent to the capital, and painstakingly calculated the amount of grain and grass needed.
Wei Ruolan, Mu Congying, He Chong and other Imperial College students who were competing during the hunt in Tiewan Mountain, who were listening to the opera and having fun in the theater, were all stunned when they received Jia Cong's order.
Today seems to be the Lantern Festival. Why did the court suddenly recruit these young people to work overtime at the Ministry of Household Affairs?
Is Uncle Yongfeng a human being? He is a devil sent by God!
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