What is Zhang Xun's identity?
The only one who was awarded the title of Duke for his military exploits, even among all the Dukes, he can be said to be second to none.
With King Zhongshan in charge of northern Xinjiang, he was recognized as the noble leader of the generals of Daqian.
Even if we look at the entire court, there are only a handful of people who dare to compare with him in terms of status.
If word got out that the dignified Duke Ding would dig up someone's ancestral grave in the middle of the night, it would be... He really couldn't even think about it.
Just thinking about it makes me want to die.
"Lao Li, this old boy, why did you react so quickly this time? I haven't even bothered for two days, and you already asked someone to ambush me?"
"And this Lao Yang, what a dirty trick!"
"If I hadn't left in a hurry, I would have stabbed you with that knife."
Thinking about Zhang Xun's lifelong battles, when had he ever suffered such a loss?
But at least he saved his face.
Zhang Xun sighed, and reluctantly took out his father's plaque and placed it again in the ancestral hall.
After bowing, he said: "Dad, our old Zhang family should not think about the Feng Shui of the old Li family."
"As ancestors, if you can bless me, then bless me. If you can't bless me, then let him go. Your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."
…
Early the next morning, we went to Dingguogong Mansion.
While having breakfast, Zhang Han looked at Zhang Xun, pondered again and again, and finally said, "Dad, how long has it been since my mother left?"
"It has been more than ten years, why do you suddenly mention this?" Zhang Xun said in a deep voice while eating breakfast.
"Dad, do you... want to find another one?" Zhang Han, who was also eating his breakfast, pretended not to care.
"Huh? What are you talking about?" Zhang Xun's tone suddenly became low, he slapped the table and said slightly angrily.
"Dad, you...you are a man after all, there are some things...well, I can't say much."
"I feel that instead of being like yesterday, it would be better...it would be better to find a girl from a decent family."
"I've finished eating, and I'm on duty at Qianlong Camp." Zhang Han put down his bowls and chopsticks, turned around and left, walking quickly for fear of being delayed even a second.
Zhang Xun was left there, dumbfounded and speechless.
After a long time, he also put down his bowls and chopsticks, looked up to the sky and shouted: "What a sin!"
"Li, if you tell me again that your ancestral graves are well buried, I will bury them in your graves too!"
…
In the past few days, there has been an uproar in the Wulinghou Mansion due to the incident of tomb robbers.
But even so, it doesn't matter much to Li Long.
He still maintains a life of traveling between Wulinghou Mansion and Xishan Wasteland every day.
However, it is still called Xishan Wasteland, which is somewhat inaccurate.
Because after his reclamation and cultivation of the 3,000 acres of wasteland in Xishan, less than half of it is now full of grain.
Of course, this must have cost a lot of money and hired a lot of long-term workers, but he still did most of the work himself.
Among them, the most critical rice hybridization technology proposed by Enfu was executed by him from beginning to end.
To be honest, the complexity of this technology was far beyond his imagination.
Although their family has been farming and studying for generations, they have sufficient knowledge about farming. He himself is even better than his master. He has been familiar with all the agricultural books in his family since he was a child, and he has innovated in a series of farming methods.
But even so, when he really started to study hybrid rice technology in the direction given by his mentor, he realized that he was really too naive.
The complexity and difficulty of this technology are simply staggering.
However, Li Long happens to be a person who likes to study.
Whether it’s studying or farming.
Especially when it comes to farming, he prefers to study and ponder.
For the hybrid rice mentioned by his mentor, he spent several months thinking about it from autumn to spring.
These days, he was thinking about it while eating, thinking about it before going to bed, and even thinking about it while walking and reading.
If others saw that a good scholar was not studying hard to prepare for the coming spring, but was thinking about how to grow rice, they would probably scoff and scold him for being a fool for studying.
But Li Long was like a man possessed and couldn't stop.
Finally, with his persistence, time passed day by day, and spring was getting closer and closer.
And the first-generation seeds he developed are about to mature!
The first generation of new seeds were planted probably in early February.
The timing was not quite right, I should have waited until at least March before planting.
But Li Long was impatient and couldn't wait that long. He wanted to harvest the rice before the end of spring.
There is no choice but to do this.
He calculated his life and if he went quickly, he would be mature in May.
In the spring period, there is the general examination, as well as the palace examination. There are many matters. After the examination, it will take a long time for the examiner to mark the papers. When the results are fully released, it will be almost May.
The main thing is a stepping point!
To be honest, Li Long has little confidence in this first generation of seeds.
I even felt that it would definitely not meet the teacher’s requirements for hybrid rice.
If he wants to meet the teacher's requirements, it is far from enough for him alone.
It will take a generation, or even several generations, to build on the work of their predecessors and keep moving forward day and night, before it is finally possible to create real hybrid rice.
What he is doing now is just an experiment.
But even so, Li Long is confident that the yield per mu will be higher than now.
However, just today, when Li Long was happily preparing to go to Xishan to continue his research, he was stopped by Butler Yang.
"Steward Yang, what are you calling me for?" Li Long was a little surprised. In his impression, Steward Yang managed the huge Wulinghou Mansion in an orderly manner, so he should be a very busy person with many things to do.
He doesn't have much contact with him on weekdays, but today he suddenly called him, maybe there is something important.
"The young master asked you to go there. Maybe he has something to say to you."
"Summoned by the En Mansion? As a student, you should go immediately. Just let me ask one more question. Do you know what the En Mansion wants from me?"
"Spring is coming soon. The young master probably wants to take the exam to learn about Duke Yuan's homework."
Hearing this, Li Long's heart suddenly pounded, his face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed.
In the past few months, he has been studying hybrid rice. To be honest, he has really neglected his homework.
The En Mansion has always been strict, so I'm afraid this time... I'm afraid it's going to be a disaster.
Li Long sighed helplessly, and his leaving figure was a bit tragic as the wind rustled and the water became cold, like a strong man gone and never to return.
Butler Yang looked at this scene and touched his head, also a little surprised.
It's just some homework for the school exam. Why does it matter if you understand Yuan Gong dignifiedly?
Bang bang bang.
Li Long took a deep breath and knocked on Li Changkong's door.
"Enter."
Li Changkong Gujing Wubo's voice came from the room.
"En Mansion." After Li Long entered the door, he took the initiative to bow and salute, with a slightly anxious expression.
Li Changkong frowned when he saw this scene.
