The two old men tasted the sweetness and harvested potatoes and sweet potatoes in their own fields. With several acres of fields, it seemed that they finally had food for the winter. At the speed of gossip in the countryside, it won't be long before the news of a natural disaster turning into a treasure will spread as quickly as a hurricane.
in addition! On the occasion of parting, Dongfang Yu harvested fifty kilograms of potatoes at twice the price of ordinary grain. As for the growth of sweet potatoes, due to the climate, the yield was naturally not as high as that of potatoes.
"Your Highness is truly a god! The disasters that the ancient sages avoided have actually become food in the hands of Your Highness. Now, most of the people in Beiliang don't have to go hungry." Yu Wenhu's eyes were filled with emotion. He worshiped Dongfang Yu.
As soon as he entered the gate of Prince Qin's Mansion, Dongfang Yu stopped and suddenly said: "Yu Wenhu, take people to the surrounding mountains and forests to look for potatoes and other things. If there are any, give them to me." bring back."
"promise!"
Yu Wenhu clasped his fists respectfully, and then led thirty guards out of the city.
The more potatoes and sweet potatoes you can dig, the better. He is already preparing to build a greenhouse to harvest the first wave of food at the beginning of next spring.
even though! He purchased a large amount of grain in other states and counties to feed his 10,000 troops through the winter, and gave it to some poor people, which should be enough. But we have to guard against foreign interference, and we also have to be careful about internal strife.
Expected! After next spring, a fierce battle will definitely be inevitable.
The situation in Beiliang is getting more and more tense.
It is urgent to expand the army and enhance its strength.
in addition! The aqueduct dug through Qin County has been connected, and the river water can flow into Qin County normally. Several new villages recently organized and built outside the city are gradually being completed. A large number of refugees have built new houses with their own hands, and not only have a new home , we still have money, and we have food for the winter. This winter will be over after a while.
Everything is in order and moving towards the good.
In the 601st year of Dawu and the 21st year of Emperor Xuanwu, Dongfang Yu entered Qin and ushered in the first winter of the year.
There is no youth in the New Year;
I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.
Snow is too late for spring;
Therefore, the trees in the garden become flying flowers.
…
The east wind collects the snow and the dawn opens;
A cup filled with cypress leaves and a strong sense of spring.
On a sunny day, the curtains are full and the guests disperse;
Let’s start by asking about the next year’s plum.
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When I got up in the painting hall in the morning, I came to report the falling snowflakes.
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Raging snowflakes fell down one after another, and the biting cold wind blew by. The road was full of hurried pedestrians with their necks hunched and the collars of their clothes tightened, and the air was filled with coldness and dryness.
It snowed all night, whitening the roofs, soaking the blue bricks, sinking willow branches, and toppling pine trees. Different from the past in Beiliang, this year's snow fell deeper.
Dongfang Yu was wrapped in a thick down coat, one layer after another. Looking at the white snow, his mind couldn't help but recall the poems about snow by ancient poets in previous lives. This scene! Just the perfect match.
"Alas..." Dongfang Yu also lamented. If it were in the previous life, now the lights of thousands of houses would be dimmed, and the firecrackers would go off when visiting relatives and friends!
Although, here it is! It’s considered Chinese New Year at this time, but in fact it’s still missing the internal flavor. Especially, this year's New Year, being away from my mother has become even more boring.
"This year! Maybe I won't be able to spend the twelfth lunar month with my mother." Dongfang Yu murmured to himself.
And now! Tian Ping and Tian Qi, who came out of the house, also wrapped their coats, carrying a few square boxes in their hands, and walked to the palace through the deep white snow.
"Hahaha! Your Highness, Tian Ping is here to wish you a happy New Year." Tian Ping said a happy New Year to Dongfang Yu with a smile on his face.
Seeing the two of them, Dongfang Yu also bowed and said with a smile: "That's fine! Since we are all here, I will invite the brothers to come back and let's all get together in the evening."
The brothers who came to Beiliang have been orphans since childhood, and now their only relative is probably Dongfang Yu. They...are all relatives of Dongfang Yu.
Yu Wenhu, Hu Xiaoyue, Liu Wenqin, Luo Zong, Lan Tian, plus Pei Yuanqing, Tian Ping, Jin Rui, these confidants of his should have a good time together.
The imperial capital Luo Qi, the general's mansion, the Liu family...
"Without your second brother's troubles this year, the Chinese New Year atmosphere in our family has become a lot weaker."
"I wonder what your father thinks? Wen Qin has great martial arts skills and extraordinary resourcefulness. Wouldn't it be difficult if he were placed in the imperial court and given a title? Who in the world doesn't know that the sixth prince is the most unpopular prince in the imperial court. Now! I have to do it! Let him follow the sixth prince to the remote Beiliang. This will offend the prince. If the prince ascends the throne and becomes emperor in the future, will our Liu Wen family still have a foothold in the court?" The noble lady sitting at the table kept talking. complained.
She is the mistress of the Liu Mansion, the mother of Liu Wenqin, and the daughter of the imperial minister Lu Yun: Lu Jing.
Sitting next to her are the eldest son Liu Wenwen and the third daughter Liu Wenxin. Listening to their mother's mutterings and complaints, the two of them covered their ears, feeling a little impatient.
Ever since Liu Wenqin went to Liangzhou with Dongfang Yubei, Lu Jing's mouth has not stopped chattering for a day... However, the mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles. Beiliang belongs to the frontier and is indeed far away, not to mention! The Sixth Prince is known as the useless son. Who would dare to give his son to such a hopeless prince as his subordinate.
I am afraid! Only General Liu Wenlong was so willing.
to this end! In the mornings of those days, all the civil and military ministers in the court secretly laughed at Liu Wenlong for having something wrong with his brain.
"snort…"
"Okay! Don't repeat it several times every day. My ears are almost numb from hearing it." Liu Wenlong hurried back from outside the hall, holding a letter in his hand.
Just as she reached the door, she heard faint complaints coming from Lu Jing's mouth.
"The sixth prince is the least powerful in the palace and has no background. If I hand over Qin'er to him, I will offend the prince. It will make it even more difficult for our Liu family to be in the court in the future."
The prince was indeed in power, and almost half of the ministers in the court were attracted by the prince. Except for the prince, although the other princes did not receive the support of the ministers, each prince secretly developed a lot of strength in different states and counties, and held considerable military power in his hands.
Sometimes, military power is more useful than political power.
But what does King Qin have? In a ruined Qin land, the imperial court has no background, so what can it do on its own?
"A woman's opinion!" Liu Wenlong took the seat, then picked up the letter in his hand and handed it to Liu Wenwen.
"Wen Zhang, this is a letter written by your brother. As a father, please read it to you!"
A letter from my second brother? Isn’t that a letter from home? According to the priority, it should be presented to the mother first, but why should it be shown to him first?
"The letter from Qin'er..." Lu Jing's eyes lit up.
Opening the letter, Liu Wenzhang read every word carefully from top to bottom. The more he read, the more frightened he became. His eyebrows were raised and he looked a little solemn.
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