Chapter 0046 One Two Hundred Eight

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Zhao Bingyan collected the food and grass and immediately ran away. After arriving at Wangfu Cliff, he fell and sat on the edge of Wangfu Rock to catch his breath.

Soon, Chen Qilin arrived.

He saw Zhao Bingyan slumped on the ground and quickly went up to help him.

Zhao Bingyan asked: "Is everything okay?"

Chen Qilin reported the casualties, blamed himself for not leading the team well, and asked the King of Han to punish him.

He said no matter what penalty he was given, it was already pretty good. Find a boat first and leave here quickly.

Zhao Bingyan stood up with difficulty and walked to the boat with the help of his brothers.

In the city, Pu Shougeng rushed into the government office with a group of fierce guards. He was shocked when he saw the burning treasury and the corpses scattered on the ground. He urged a large number of soldiers to carry buckets and pull out fire-fighting water guns to shoot at the water house to put out the fire.

This guy came to the backyard of his house in a panic. The thin man with his head wrapped around his head immediately found his brother under the eaves. He went up to help his brother up. His brother had his head drooped and was already dead.

The man howled loudly, picked up his brother and was about to leave, when a thin thread got entangled in his brother's clothes. The guy violently tore it off.

Before he could turn around, a box suddenly popped up, and the soldiers around him, illuminated by torches, exclaimed: "Hidden weapons, there are ghosts."

Everyone was so frightened that they lay down and hid here and there.

A dark box behind the guy suddenly bounced up to a height of two meters and exploded with a bang. The seven hundred steel balls inside were like a huge iron broom, sweeping away all obstacles.

Those standing and lying down in the yard were either dead or injured, and no one escaped. The thin man with his head wrapped in his arms was blown out by the strong air current and hit the courtyard wall. He smashed through the courtyard wall directly into the still burning treasury without using the Great Shift.

Off the coast of Fuzhou, the boatman carefully set up the boat for night sailing. Zhao Bingyan took a rest and took out the first aid kit to check Guo Xiang's injury.

He left Cheng Lin behind and asked everyone else to go out. He carefully tore Guo Xiang's coat to clean the wound, sprinkled Yunnan Baiyao on it and then used a scar repair patch to cover the wound.

He operated carefully, but Guo Xiang was in unbearable pain. She grabbed Zhao Bingyan's calf with one hand and dug her fingers into his muscles.

Zhao Bingyan took out a plate of penicillin capsules and handed it to Cheng Lin, telling him to feed it to Guo Xiang and to keep it within an hour to prevent accidents caused by the drug.

After finishing his work, he could no longer hold on after treating two Imperial City officials and fell to the floor.

Chen Qilin quickly helped him to rest.

Three days later, Zhao Bingyan came ashore from Wanning, and all the wounded gathered to rest in a compound near the sea.

Cheng Lin took care of Guo Xiang in the house.

Guo Xiang asked her: That boy healed my aunt, and saw everything?

Cheng Lin asked her with a smile: "What do you think?" "Some people even scratched their calves."

Guo Xiang said with unfinished meaning: "No wonder I woke up and found blood in my fingernails. That kid seemed to have touched my little rabbit."

Cheng Lin trembled and asked her how she felt.

Guo Xiang said it was nothing in an understatement.

In fact, she shivered violently as if she had been electrocuted.

Cheng Lin could see clearly and knew that she was lying, so she said to the window: That guy is cooling off under the betel nut tree, why don't you go take a look?

Guo Xiang said: "My back hurts and I am too lazy to move."

Zhao Bingyan had just taken a few sips of tea under the tree when Liu Shiyong hurried over and asked from afar: "Is the King of Han injured? Is it serious?"

Zhao Bingyan really wanted to jump up and give him a kick. If it was serious, could he still come out to have tea? Apart from me. He waved his hand and said it didn't matter, just take some time to adjust.

Liu Shiyong reassured him that the navy was still close to attacking Fuzhou, but it would be enough to defend Hainan Road. The soldiers practiced day and night, and their accuracy was greatly improved whether it was direct shooting at close range or projectile shooting at long distances.

He said we can't relax yet. We have too few manpower and insufficient firepower, so we can't afford to kill people. We must practice hard.

He reminded Liu Shiyong that all units must practice concentrated fire strikes, especially the garrison units, and they must also practice night operations to prevent the enemy from sending masters to carry out sneak attacks.

He asked Liu Shiyong to train every night duty as actual combat, and no open sentries were allowed except for duty at the post.

Zhao Bingyan learned a profound lesson from these two attacks on the Yuan army.

If his team was as sparsely defended as the Yuan army, the important places of the government office and the team would not be able to defend at all.

Zhao Bingyan rested in Wanning for ten days. After replenishing part of the grain seized in Fuzhou to various places, he returned to Danzhou and released all the gold, silver and various Guanzi coins. After the Ministry of Household Affairs cleared and stored it in the warehouse, Lu Xiufu was overjoyed and made sure to treat him to a meal. pause.

He said it was okay to eat, but Prime Minister Lu must cook it himself.

Wen Tianxiang smiled and said that Lu Xiufu was frugal and frugal. He must have made great determination to entertain you today.

The next day, Wen Tianxiang invited him and Lu Xiufu to attend the rice harvest ceremony.

Hainan’s autumn rice harvest has begun.

Wen Tianxiang happily told him that rice in various places has entered the harvest season, with low yields of more than 500 jins, and most reaching 600 to 700 jins, and high yields of 800 to 1,000 jins. The rice has a glutinous fragrance in the mouth, and the people use it to entertain guests. Na.

Lu Xiufu and the people in the household department were all excited and thanked Zhao Bingyan for the seeds.

He estimated that the output would be adjusted back next year after the seeds are selected and sown. He proposed that all rice seeds with a yield of more than 600 kilograms per mu should be purchased by the Ministry of Household Affairs and agricultural officials should be trained to expand planting throughout the island.

Lu Xiufu couldn't help nodding, and told him that this was the idea of ​​the Ministry of Revenue. Rice in Hainan can be grown for three seasons, and one acre of land must be able to increase the yield by one hundred kilograms. Calculated, the increase in grain production is considerable.

He smiled and said that the land also needs to rest, and it is better to listen to the opinions of old farmers and sum up planting experience. Hainan has many food crops that can be imported, and we will grow whatever is suitable.

Winter turned to spring, and the year 1280 arrived.

Empress Dowager Yang Shufei led hundreds of officials to worship heaven and earth and vowed to restore the Song Dynasty.

Everyone is celebrating the Spring Festival happily.

This is the most stable Spring Festival for the Southern Song Dynasty court in the three years since it was displaced. No one has to worry about the approaching enemy soldiers and their lives are in danger.

Because there was a large amount of gold and silver guaranteed, and because it was at the forefront of maritime trade that extended in all directions, hard-working merchants could always transport the materials needed from Hainan. The life of the small court had never been so easy.

In the capital of the Yuan Dynasty in the north, Emperor Hu was a bit deflated.

The emperor originally planned to completely destroy the Southern Song Dynasty in 1279. Unexpectedly, the Southern Song Dynasty became an invincible little power and actually stood up on Hainan Road.

Not only that, the death squads of the Southern Song Dynasty entered Guangzhou and Fuzhou again and again to attack the government offices, burning the grain, grass and ships he had worked hard to raise, and making his conquest plan aborted.

Emperor Hu became angry, rebuked his ministers for their inability to do things well, and summoned the military ministers to Beijing to plan another attack on the Song Dynasty.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Zhao Bingyan came to Fenglaiping and saw Axiang bustling around with her pregnant belly from a distance.

He went up to support the woman and told her to go back and rest, so as not to break his little prince.

The guards who were following him immediately laughed and said, "Yes, King Han's words are more effective. My ears are ringing with noise. The princess just can't sit still."

The woman happily supported him back to the yard.

Zhao Bingyan released a large number of New Year's goods, clothes and daily necessities from his private space, and smiled and asked Axiang to go to the storage room to check and accept. Mr. Zhuge had given New Year's gifts.

Axiang said cheerfully: "No, no, no, how can I help Zhuge Wuhou, and the husband of the King of Han will come."

He felt sad for Axiang.

It is really not easy for my wife, who is not even twenty yet, to bear the burden of survival and life for dozens of families on the ground all by herself.

The two sat on the verandah of the bamboo house, drinking tea and chatting. Axiang pointed to each house and told him that the bamboo house that had been burned down by bandits had been renovated. There were almost a hundred households coming down the mountain to settle down. Every household had moved into the Hsinchu House. , I was very happy to eat rice, and a dozen brothers went out to join the Guards.

Zhao Bingyan has already seen that each of the newly built bamboo buildings is more beautiful than the last. There are three transit streets scattered across the border. Some people have opened stores and started making groceries. Limu Cave is changing at a speed that can be seen. .

At night, Axiang's mother and son fell asleep sweetly while holding his chest. Zhao Bingyan was afraid of disturbing her and the fetus in her belly, so he always waited on her carefully.

After dawn, the cave masters and chiefs from all over the country came.

As Xiang's grandmother, the owner of Limu Cave naturally became the owner of Fenglaiping, and she warmly welcomed the masters of the left and right caves into the house for tea.

With the support of the Song Dynasty army, Li Mushan built a road directly to Danzhou. They could use ox carts to sell mountain goods to Danzhou and easily bring back the needed goods from Danzhou.