"What are these?" Li Jing helped carry out two strange things from the warehouse.
"plow!"
"Plow?" Although Li Jing is now a senior general of the Tang Dynasty, he has seen what a plow looks like.
Most plows nowadays have straight shafts, and those things are not small.
But Tang Ping said that the plow looked a bit like a plow, but it had a curved shaft and was much smaller.
The most important thing is that the plowshare should be a piece of fine steel with a cold light.
In the eyes of a general like him, using fine steel to plow fields is basically a waste of natural resources.
"Let's go and try it in the fields!" Tang Ping only knew from novels that the curved-column plow was easier and less labor-intensive than the straight-column plow, but he didn't know the specifics.
After leaving the courtyard, Tang Ping frowned and asked Lu Yi beside him: "Didn't I tell you to have a rest today?"
He had been thinking about going back today and had not gone out. Now that he came out, he realized that he had told everyone to rest today, but everyone was still working.
Lu Yi lowered his head and said: "Everyone is grateful for the kindness of the young master and takes the initiative to come out to work. Besides, when working for the proprietor, they are given three days of rest every month. This is against the rules!"
"Rules?" Tang Ping frowned: "In Shanghe Village, my rules are the rules!"
He knew that in the Tang Dynasty, it was important to have nine days off, which meant that one of the ten days in every ten days was a rest day.
But this is aimed at officials. How can tenants enjoy the same treatment as officials?
This was the first time that Tang Ping spoke so seriously to the people around him. In fact, the main reason was that he had just returned from another time and space.
When I compared the two sides, I felt that the people here were really having a hard time.
Now he was told that this was a rule, so he didn't know why, but an unknown fire suddenly started.
In fact, this is a very normal psychological phenomenon: sympathy for the weak!
This is a mentality that most people have. In the Tang Dynasty, it was natural for tenant farmers who were at the bottom of society to work for their masters. However, in Tang Ping's eyes, they were undoubtedly weak.
Lu Yi was frightened by Tang Ping's words, and immediately knelt down beside Tang Ping: "Young Master, atone for your sins!"
Tang Ping held his forehead, how many times had he said not to kneel, not to kneel!
"Okay, Luyi, get up! I'm not targeting you. You go tell everyone that resting is to give them more strength to work for me!" Tang Ping could only explain this:
"Human strength is limited. If you work for nine days and let everyone rest for one day to recover, they will be able to do more work in the next nine days. Calculating, taking one day off every ten days will result in more work than if you work for thirty consecutive days. "
"Yes, sir!"
Li Jing also came out to change the subject: "Brother Tang, don't we need oxen for this plow?"
"We don't have oxen in Shanghe Village, but people should be able to pull it!" Tang Ping said to Lu Yi, "Ask everyone to come and learn how to use this plow."
So everyone in the field was called over, respectfully called proprietor, and stood around, watching curiously.
Tang Ping inserted the plow into the ground from behind, and then asked Du Laosan to drag it from the front.
Du Laosan originally thought that it might be difficult for him to pull it. After all, it turns out that a plow needs two oxen to pull it together.
As a result, with a slight exertion, the plow behind him turned over the soil, leaving a deep ditch.
"Wait!" Li Jing, who was standing aside, shouted, then walked to Du Laosan and said, "Let me do it!"
Du Laosan turned out to be Li Jing's subordinate, so he naturally did not dare to disobey his order and obediently handed the rope in front to Li Jing.
Li Jing took a step forward and looked back, it was exactly the same as what he saw next to him just now.
Unbelieving, he pulled the plow and ran hard for two more steps. Sure enough, a very deep ditch was left behind.
"Come here!" Li Jing shouted, and the four personal guards who followed him stepped forward.
Li Jing said to Tang Ping: "Brother Tang, this matter is very important. No one here can leave until I offend you."
"General Li, why is this?"
Li Jing thought of Tang Ping's identity, leaned closer and whispered: "Little brother Tang, how can you show such a magical weapon to others so easily? I will send this thing to the palace immediately. I can only feel wronged to little brother Tang and everyone in Shanghe Village."
Okay, now that Tang Ping understands it, Li Jing is probably afraid that this plow-making technology will be spread to outsiders, but this kind of thing actually does not have much technical content, and it cannot be kept secret for long.
After talking to Li Jing, he brought all the people in Shanghe Village back to his yard. Outside the yard were Li Jing's four personal guards who were at war with each other.
"Is everything going to be okay, boss?"
"Probably not. You saw the plow just now. It was really a magical tool!"
"No, the soil is still frozen now, and there were Turkic cavalry trampling back and forth a few days ago. I was thinking a few days ago that even if I borrowed two oxen, I wouldn't be able to finish plowing the land in the village. How long, but look at how the general was able to drag it by himself just now, no slower than two oxen dragging him!"
Wang Tieniu was also a little worried and hesitated before walking to Tang Ping.
"Master!"
"What's wrong? Tieniu, does your child recognize all the words I taught you a few days ago? If you don't understand anything, just ask me!"
After listening to Tang Ping's words, Wang Tieniu was even more moved. He finally made up his mind to approach Tang Ping and said, "How about you run away first, boss? There are four guards outside guarding several directions. I will fight to the death to help you trap one of them."
Tang Ping didn't expect Wang Tieniu to actually say this, and patted his growing shoulder: "Don't worry, General Li just wants to keep it secret for the time being, and it won't be detrimental to me!"
On the other side, Li Jing came to the city gate with a plow on his shoulders. He immediately asked the defenders to get him a cart, threw the plow on top and covered it with a cloth, and then hurried to the palace.
After the simultaneous interpretation, Li Jing was quickly brought in, but was stopped again outside the Xiande Hall.
"General Li, what is this?" The palace guard saw that Li Jing was carrying a big cloth bag, and how could he let him go in to see Li Shimin like this.
Just as Li Jing was about to speak, Li Shimin's voice came from inside: "There's no need to stop him. Can General Li still harm me?"
So the palace guards got out of the way, and after Li Jing entered, he put the plow on the ground with a bang.
"Didn't General Li go to me... to give me something? Why did he come back resisting something?" Li Jiancheng asked curiously.
"Your Majesty, you two princes, I brought this from Brother Tang!" As he said this, Li Jing pulled away the coarse cloth covering the plow.
"What a steel!" Li Yuanji's eyes were filled with the cold-gleaming stainless steel plowshares.
"It looks like a plow." Li Shimin asked doubtfully, "Is this a plow? It's different from what I see in daily life."
Although he was the emperor, he traveled all over the country for more than ten years during the early years when he established the Tang Dynasty. How could he never see a plow?
"Your Majesty, this is a plow, but it can be pulled by an ox. No, it can be pulled by a person, and it is extremely simple to operate."
"Bang!" was heard when Li Shimin stood up for Tai Chi, and the stool fell behind him, making a loud noise in the empty Xiande Hall.
