Tiantang Splendid

Chapter 1265
The light rain has been falling for several days, spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the whole Guanzhong is smiling because of this spring rain.Sufficient water means that the crops will grow better after spring plowing, and it also indicates that this year will be a good year with good weather and good weather.

Rain in spring is more precious than summer. Seeds will germinate and take root faster when they are planted in the ground. Strong seedlings are too fragile and need more water to nourish them.As long as the rain in spring is frequent, even if the rain in summer is not ridiculously low, a heavy harvest is inevitable.

The simple people regard Fang Jun as a god, and they firmly believe that Fang Jun is the god who descended from the "Thousands of Buddhas". Otherwise, how can it be explained that in the past, there were droughts or floods? After Yin, everything went smoothly.If you want the wind, you need the rain?
A simple carriage slowly passed through the path winding among the woods. The poplar trees on both sides had just sprouted bright yellow branches and buds. The rain was pattering and the air was humid. Frightened, fluttering wings flew up from the treetops, lingering in the mountains.

Wei Zheng lifted the curtain of the car, a fresh air filled with the smell of earth poured into his nose instantly, and he took a greedy breath, as if all the ailments in his internal organs had been washed away.

The road is paved with cement, washed clean by the rain, and it is no longer the same as in the past when the mountain road encountered rain, and it was full of potholes and muddy.

Wei Zheng hung the car curtain on the hook, and left it open to let the cold mountain wind carry some rainwater into the car. A sip of spirits.

"Cough, cough, cough..." The chest cavity seemed to be scorched by a scorching flame, and the cold air in the body was instantly dispelled, but the weak body that had been lingering in bed for many days couldn't bear the burning sensation, and coughed violently for a while.

The coachman was taken aback, and hurriedly slowed down, looked back at Wei Zheng in the carriage and asked worriedly, "How is the Patriarch?"

Wei Zheng waved his hands, took a breath, and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

The traffic jam was relieved, the whip in his hand was raised high, and a cracking sound was made in the air, and the horse pulling the cart took a cheerful step and gradually accelerated along the mountain road.

The mountain road turned a corner in front, and the forest suddenly became thinner. Looking around, the entire hillside stretches slowly towards the Wei River in the distance. A large area of ​​fertile land is spread between the sky and the earth, and there are farmers working on it. .

The farmers are wearing bamboo hats and coir raincoats, manipulating the cattle and pulling the "Zhenguan plow" and are busy plowing the ground.The rain is pattering, and the wet soil is turned up in large pieces, pressing the water tightly under the soil layer. When the spring plowing starts in a few days, the planted seeds can absorb more water and grow faster. Germinate faster and grow faster.

For an official who always puts the people of the world in his heart, there is nothing more gratifying and joyful than this scene...

Wei Zheng was in high spirits, leaning against the car window and asked, "Whose field is this?"

The coachman straightened up slightly on the shaft of the car, so that he could see better. He looked around and said, "It should be the field of Jingzhao Yin Fangjun's family. The snowstorm in Guanzhong the year before last caused countless people to be displaced, and thousands of victims were housed. Jun received it and placed it here. His Majesty gave Fang Jun and Duotian land, and he bought a large amount of wasteland from the imperial court. After careful maintenance, those wastelands that were originally gritty, hard and thatched have become first-class. The fertile farmland has fed thousands of homeless disaster victims, and now it is the richest Zhuangzi around Chang'an, and I don't know how many people look at it with envy."

Obviously, the coachman admired and admired Fang Jun's deeds, and his words were inevitably mixed with undisguised kindness.

Then, the coachman stood on the shaft of the car and pointed to the stretches of greenhouses on one side of the mountain, and said with a smile, "Look, there is the greenhouse of the Fang family. The Fang family grows vegetables in winter and sells them in the market. Even womb cabbage can be sold at a sky-high price, and they have made a lot of money. In spring, they grow seedlings in the greenhouse. When other families plant rice seeds in spring, Fang’s planted rice seeds. Seedlings, so the annual output is among the best in Guanzhong."

Wei Zheng looked out the car window, and sure enough there were many greenhouses close to each other in Shanyang, row upon row.If the transparent glass is under the sun, it will surely shine brightly and dazzle the eyes.

Secretly admired in my heart, Fang Jun is really a big hand, just with so many greenhouses, growing vegetables in winter is a daily income, and raising seedlings in spring can increase the output of the field by half, it is unreasonable for people not to get rich !

Wei Zheng became interested, and waved his hand at the coachman: "Fang Jun is not doing his job properly, leaving all the affairs of the Jingzhao Mansion to his subordinates, and hiding in the village to enjoy the happiness by himself, it is really outrageous! It is noon, let's Go and see if Fang Jun is here, if not, it's a good time to grab a meal."

The coachman opened his mouth wide and stared at his Patriarch with rounded eyes, thinking that he had an auditory hallucination...

Wei Zheng went to other people's house to eat?
What a joke!
Who doesn't know that this servant is one of the most ruthless and selfless in the world, he would not accept half a penny in ordinary times, and he actually wants to go to other people's house to eat?

Seeing the coachman swallowing an egg-like expression, Wei Zheng was not displeased, and said with a smile: "You don't know something, Fang Jun enjoys it the most. The most common ingredients are prepared by him, and they are the delicacy in the world. Hurry up, this glutton is already impatient!"

The driver is speechless...

Is this still the upright, upright and upright head of the family?
However, the owner of the house ordered that even if he was still in doubt, he had no choice but to wave the horsewhip and drive the carriage along a cement-paved fork towards the greenhouse in the mountain.

On the side of the road, an old farmer was taking off the bamboo hat on his head, picked up a gourd placed on the field, held the mouth of the gourd, and poured a big mouthful of clean water with his head raised.Then he let out a long breath, raised his hand to wipe off the mixed sweat and rain on his forehead, and watched the grandson in the field manipulating the plow to drive the cattle to plow the field, his old eyes were full of relief.

The grandson's slightly thin and thin body supported the big plow stick, and the strong farm ox in front walked unhurriedly, swishing its tail. But behind him is a straight field ridge.

"Well, I'm not very young, but I'm really good at plowing the ground."

An old voice sounded from his ears, startling the old farmer.Looking back, he saw an old man with a clear appearance and a suit of ordinary clothes standing behind him with his hands behind his back. A plainly decorated carriage was parked on the cement road not far away.

After saying this, the old man squinted his eyes and looked at the young man plowing the fields with a smile, his expression was very joyful.

The old farmer hurriedly bowed down and said respectfully, "I have seen Duke Xuan Cheng."

Xuan Cheng is Wei Zheng's surname, and the folks love this upright and upright official who dared to challenge the emperor, so they call him Xuan Chenggong.

Wei Zheng was slightly surprised: "Old man recognizes old man?"

The old farmer flattened his body and said with a smile: "Who in the world doesn't know the ruthless and selfless Xuan Chenggong?"

Wei Zheng laughed, not to dwell on the matter, and pointed to the young man manipulating the plow stick in the field with great interest: "Grandson?"

"Yes, I am thirteen this year. After two years, I will be able to start a family, marry a wife and have children, and establish a household to continue the incense."

The old farmer smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum on his wrinkled old face.

"That's right, he has such skills at a young age, and he will definitely be an outstanding farmer in the future."

"No, no, Mr. Xuancheng misunderstood. It's just that my grandparents and grandchildren are the only ones in the family. The spring plowing is busy, and the old man really can't handle it all by himself. So the school has a agricultural holiday and goes home to help. Wait until the spring plowing is over. , I still have to go back to the school to go to school. Our old man has been farming all his life, that’s all, but our grandson is praised by all the teachers in the school. Even Fang Erlang said that in the future he will recommend someone to serve the country, so he will be an official!"

The old farmer's old eyes were shining brightly, his stooped body straightened up, and his words were slowly full of pride and pride.

Now it was Wei Zheng's turn to be surprised!

"But the old man looked at the young man's moves. It doesn't seem like a scholar can do it. Even a farmer with many years of experience is no more than that."

Is this kid a genius in farming?

(End of this chapter)