The wind blew through the wheat fields, and the crisp ears of wheat swayed.
A hand stretched out, pinched the thumb and index finger, and the wheat ears fell.
Tang Saier looked at the hands that were not broad and rubbed them back and forth, then spread them out in front of him. They were green wheat grains. Without thinking, he reached out and grabbed them and put them in his mouth.
The man's face was covered with a black mask, which only covered the bridge of his nose to the center of his eyebrows. His hands had no calluses.
Tang Saier chewed the fragrant wheat and clapped his hands happily: "Uncle Wushan, this green wheat is so delicious. I can't wait to eat up all these wheat fields."
Yang Wushan raised his hand, rubbed Tang Sai'er's head, bent down and said: "The wheat seedlings are delicious, but they are still immature and cannot be used as seeds. Sai'er, you have to remember that Emperor Jianwen is a bad person. He doesn't do anything." To leave us a way to survive, all the immature wheat fields were destroyed, so that we didn’t even have many seeds, so we had to starve and have to grow in this desolate place.”
Tang Saier clenched his fists and was full of hatred for Emperor Jianwen: "When I grow up, I will definitely beat Emperor Jianwen. It's him who has caused so many people to lose their seeds and starve."
Yang Wushan was overjoyed and straightened up: "You have seen those people who are about to starve to death. They were all caused by Emperor Jianwen. He is the biggest darkness in the world." , is a demon, and you are the reincarnation of Maitreya, the light of all believers in the White Lotus Sect. Just like the sun, light will definitely destroy darkness, and you will definitely destroy Emperor Jianwen."
Tang Saier nodded, and the braid on the back of his head shook.
Seven-year-old children, when they are innocent and brilliant, are instilled with a set of dark theories. Day after day, year after year, what is rooted in their hearts is the battle between light and darkness, which must be won. contest.
"Uncle Wushan, Uncle Gong Yong is here."
Tang Saier pointed to the trail in the distance.
The mask on Yang Wushan's face moved slightly, as if he frowned.
Gong Yong walked in a hurry and looked unhappy. When he got closer, he saw that Tang Sai'er was also there, so he made an excuse and reported to Yang Wushan: "According to reliable information, Zhu Wenkui has returned to Beijing, taking the waterway. According to the estimated time, we should have arrived in Xuzhou."
Yang Wushan put his hands behind his back and looked towards the mountains and forests to the north: "Does he have many people with him?"
Gong Yong nodded heavily: "Many, very many. Not only Shi Yangcheng, the commander of Liaodong, but also Shi Ping'an, the commander of Beiping, and even Zhang Bing, the chief envoy of Beiping, are among them, with at least three thousand accompanying sergeants."
Yang Wushan turned around and looked at Gong Yong, and said worriedly: "Has our plan been leaked? Why is Zhu Wenkui's defense force so strong?"
"There should be no leaks. There are very few people who know our plan. Even the people below, they don't know about this operation. Zhu Wenkui is protected by the army and may be related to the attempted assassinations in Tongzhou and Peiping."
Gong Yong analyzed.
Yang Wushan pondered for a long time and suddenly asked: "Yang Cheng is in Liaodong. He is returning to the capital. Is that person in the accompanying team?"
Gong Yong hesitated and said, "I'm afraid the person the king mentioned is difficult to control. Pangu once said that this person is very ambitious, ruthless, has no faith, will not be loyal to Zhu Yunzhen, and will not obey orders. To us.”
Yang Wushan disagreed: "Whether a fierce horse can be controlled well depends on whether the person on the horse has good riding skills. In the Tang Dynasty, Wu Meiniang even knew how to use an iron whip, hammer, and dagger to tame a fierce horse. I can only tame one person. I need three things, fame, money, and women. Find a way to contact him, and I want to discuss a major matter with him."
Gong Yong was very uneasy and persuaded: "This will be an extremely risky thing. I am afraid that neither Pangu nor the chess players will agree. The young master was captured and most of the Yin soldiers were lost. We have lost too much strength. We should not Take risks."
Yang Wushan looked at Gong Yong angrily, suddenly took out a black iron double dragon token, and shouted in a low voice: "Are you going to disobey my order?"
Gong Yong looked at the ancient and modern orders and knelt down quickly: "I dare not disobey, and I will obey to the death."
Yang Wushan put away the ancient and modern orders and said slowly: "Gong Yong, you know my identity. I want to master the White Lotus Religion and turn it into our power. The power sacrificed now is just that of the White Lotus Religion. The real us I will not use them easily."
Gong Yong did not dare to raise his head: "No matter what you want to do, I will support you unconditionally, for the great cause."
Yang Wushan nodded solemnly and arranged: "Beiping and Tongzhou cannot afford to lose anything. We must deploy our strength in advance. Since the people of the White Lotus Sect have no foothold, then let the Let the Yin soldiers lurk and let Shuangjiang lead them. As for the capital, Widow Liu has done a good job. It’s time to give her some manpower and let Li Qiu lead 20 people to follow Widow Liu’s orders."
Gong Yong worriedly said: "Pangu is in the capital. He once ordered that the Yin soldiers are not allowed to enter the capital again to avoid exposing their whereabouts. His order..."
Yang Wushan waved his hand: "Widow Liu behaves openly and openly. She has been hiding in the capital for many years and has obtained a lot of information. The security bureau has never paid attention to her. There are many changes in the court now, and we need to put some people in place. Master the news that is closer to the palace. As for Pangu, he has been watching the stars. If he really has the ability to plan the world, then he should also know how to arrange this manpower."
Gong Yong said no more and turned around to leave.
Yang Wushan suddenly shouted: "Is there any news about the chess players?"
Gong Yong turned around, shook his head and said: "Since Prince Li Qi fell to the capital, there has been no trace of the chess player. Our people searched several times but could not find it. We asked Pangu, but the chess player did not go to the capital. King of Heaven, you Will the chess player fall into the hands of the security bureau?"
Yang Wushan sneered: "A fool from the Security Bureau deserves to catch the chess player? The entire Ming Dynasty was planned by the chess player's family. Without the chess player and his family, Zhu Yuanzhang would have been killed by Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng!" A chess player carrying a blood feud will never remain hidden forever, just wait."
Gong Yong nodded heavily and left in a hurry.
Yang Wushan raised his hand and touched the mask, murmuring to himself: "Zhu Yunwen, you don't know how deep the water is behind the ancient and modern times. When you approach the water step by step, you will find that your grandfather left a How big of a deal it was, it was a dead end."
Tang Saier sat on the swing under the tree and said to the woman beside him who had been taking care of him: "Nanny, I want to leave here and go outside to have a look."
A look of fear appeared on the wet nurse's face, and she quickly said: "Without the King's permission, if you leave, the wet nurse will be the first to be killed. If you pity me, don't have such thoughts."
Like a little adult, Tang Saier sighed and asked softly: "Is the Buddha Mother really dead?"
"real."
"Is it really Emperor Jianwen who killed him?"
"Really, really."
Tang Saier looked at the nanny who was hesitating, and then at Yang Wushan who was walking towards here. A bright smile suddenly appeared on his originally calm face, and he shouted to Yang Wushan: "Uncle Wushan, I want to eat candied haws."
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In early May, Fengyang Mansion begins its summer harvest.
In mid-May, summer harvest begins in Henan, Shandong and other places.
The Guozijian Agricultural College has set up control fields in various places. It doesn't matter if the people don't believe in the Agricultural College. Just believe in the yield. How much wheat does your family harvest from one acre of land? One stone and seven buckets. OK, come and see. This is grown using the methods of the Agricultural College. Tian, there are marks, yes.
The Agricultural College has signed a bet with the farmers. If the production is lower than previous years, the Agricultural College will compensate. If the production exceeds previous years, half of the excess grain will be donated to social studies.
Harvesting wheat, drying wheat, threshing wheat, one pair, two stones and four buckets.
What, because the land is fat and thin?
Then try another piece of land.
Look, this land is adjacent to your land. You collected one stone and five buckets, but according to the method of the Agricultural College, you got two stones and one bucket. One acre of land produces five or six bushels of wheat.
???????????????Please ask for a teacher from the Agricultural College. What have you done so long ago? Last year, my mouth was broken. Who of you dares to take the risk and let the Agricultural College try it? Who dares to use the Agricultural College's teaching? Try a trick?
Waiting to see the jokes in the agricultural college, now you want to learn how to do it, and want a good harvest?
We don’t teach anymore!
Let me tell you, our people from the Agricultural College will leave tomorrow. From now on, you can still live a miserable life. If you want a good harvest, hey, stop dreaming.
He Taiwu, the vice-president of the Agricultural College, took retreat as an opportunity to advance. He packed up his bags and saluted him that night, making a big move. As a result, the gate was blocked before he could leave. The village chief and elders came with the people to beg for mercy, hoping that the Agricultural College would have mercy on him. People, give everyone a way to survive.
He Taiwu repeatedly declined, and after "extorting" a bucket of rice from one household, he agreed to stay and teach the people how to farm intensively.
Fang Wentai, a supervisor at the Agricultural College, couldn't understand what He Taiwu did. The Agricultural College made it clear that he was here to educate the people. Why did he leave? Since he was retained, why did he ask for the people's food? What if this news reached the capital? , wouldn’t it become a laughing stock, and someone might even impeach him.
He Taiwu saw that not only Fang Wentai didn't understand, but others were also confused, so he explained: "The people didn't believe us, so they forced us to use gambling documents. Now that the people see that the method of the Agricultural College is effective, they naturally won't do it." What kind of gambling documents will beg us for guidance?"
"Promise them directly, and they will think that it is natural for us to teach them. They will shout around and be passive. Now that we are threatening not to teach them, they know what they will lose if they lose us, so they humbly ask us to teach them. As for Asking for food..."
Fang Wentai said with a smile: "I guess, if they don't pay a price, they won't have a long memory."
He Taiwu glared and twitched his beard: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's because we have no food! A bunch of bastards, eating a few bowls of rice every day, don't you think so?"
"ah……"
Fang Wentai and others did not expect this answer, and couldn't help but feel depressed. Their originally eloquent admiration for He Taiwu suddenly stopped flowing...
He Taiwu doesn't want to either, but I don't know what's going on in the Imperial College. It's already six months, the money hasn't been issued yet, and no one knows what they're busy with...
