Great Sui Storyteller

416. Chapter 415.
The words spoken by the Taoist population, a hundred people hear a thousand thoughts.

But it has nothing to do with the truth, everyone present can hear the meaning behind the Taoist priest's words.

Saving people is the same as killing people.

Killing a person is a crime.The Taoist priest pointed at Qin Qiong.

what for?

Take the other party as an example.

If this military master kills one person, he is just an ordinary soldier.However, if he killed hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand people... as a soldier, where would he go?
The pillar of the country?

General Hussars?

The slaughter of people under one person and above ten thousand people?

A famous general who will last forever?
Either way, he started as a small soldier.

In the same way, a bodhisattva becomes a bodhisattva because he has saved many sentient beings.Before a Bodhisattva becomes a Bodhisattva, he also begins to redeem himself from one person.

Is that what the Taoist priest meant?
Did Du Ruhui understand?
Naturally understood.

But the problem is that understanding and making sense are two different things.

Scholars are greedy, and in his view, it is his duty to save someone.Similarly, he also believes that Taoist priests should understand that saving one person and saving thousands of people are completely different under the same time conditions.

But isn't the dead end of this matter here?
It's because I don't know how to save the people in this county...even to say something exaggerated.A small seventh-rank judge of the prison department... Now he is trying to replace the consideration of those big men, planning to save the people of that county...

How arrogant is this?
What madness!
But in Li Zhen's view, this is Du Ruhui.

This is Du Ruhui, the Fangmou Dujuan whose name has been immortalized through the ages.

People who are not crazy are worthless.

Why can't people with higher talents be proud of their talents?
People have that capital.

After all, he didn't want to let Lao Du get into the horns.

Even... Li Zhen understood it from the bottom of his heart.

Master Fox Fur is right.

The difficulty in Hedong lies in autumn and winter.

Even when he strengthened his belief in going to Hedong, he didn't dare to say that he could save everyone.

impossible.

The crime of Hedong is a crime of war but not a crime of war.

The agricultural productivity of this year is extremely low for a modern person.If there are other modern time travelers who come here now, when they hear about the situation of these people who have lived through the ages in Liaodong, they may not be able to help but ask:
"If you miss the spring plowing to grow food, wouldn't it be good to switch to something else?"

Yes, for modern people, wouldn’t it be good to plant wheat and rice in early spring, corn in spring and summer, or sorghum in May of the Gregorian calendar?
Why is it so difficult?
But it is not.

First of all, the seeds of modern technology have been genetically modified for optimization in different regions and environments of human beings from generation to generation.

Just talking about sorghum, sorghum is divided into early-maturing and late-maturing varieties.Usually the early-maturing varieties can only germinate when the temperature of the cultivated land with a thickness of 5 cm is constant at 10 to 15 degrees in the first accumulated temperature zone.Late-maturing varieties are suitable for sowing when the temperature in the second and third accumulated temperature zones rises to suitable conditions.

This is a necessary condition for the seeds to germinate.

However, it will be March soon, and according to the Gregorian calendar, the time has already reached the end of April.The best sowing period for early-maturing varieties of sorghum has passed.

The late-maturing sorghum species have not yet appeared, and that will be a thousand years later.

How to do?
There is no way.

The same is true for other crops.

This is not the 21st century, and even the Little Ice Age of the Ming Dynasty has not yet arrived.

According to science, the climate in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, strictly speaking, was the beginning of the weather in the entire northern hemisphere just "changing from cold to warm".

In the so-called Kaihuang, Zhenguan, Wuzhou, and Kaiyuan eras of great rule, the common people were so rich in food and clothing, all of which were inseparable from the climate.Anyone who has studied history knows the importance of good weather to a dynasty.

In this era, the five grains planted in the land of China, such as millet, millet, rice, sorghum, and bean, are all early-maturing grains and must be planted in the land at a specific time.

Otherwise, in this era when winter is far colder and summer is cooler than later generations, if spring plowing is missed, this year will be truly fruitless.

It is fundamentally different from the production of two crops a year in the Central Plains and three crops a year in the south of the Yangtze River.

If nothing else... just talk about Li Zhen.

He came from the northwest, and Hu merchants in Qiemo had already planted cotton, but the cotton was not used to make clothes, but was used for "reward".

Do you just say you can bear it?

The limitations of productivity, technology, and even road transportation make people in this era have to adapt to the times.Acting against the sky is doomed to a dead end.

Maybe other traversers have a system and a grandfather... But for Li Zhen, who is poor and white, even if he has all kinds of ideas in his mind, he can only make a fuss on the basis of this era. .

To save the people of a county, you don't just slap your head and go alone.

That's why Li Zhen didn't seem in a hurry.

Because we all work together.He is working hard, Lao Du is working hard, Hu Qiuda, even Wu Zetian's father, Sun Jingchan are all working hard.

The power of one person is too small.

Collective power can shake mountains.

and so on.

hold on.

hold on……

"Ugh……"

Du Ruhui suddenly let out a long sigh.

Did he understand what the Taoist priest meant?
I didn't understand it at first, but now I think about it.

Holding the wine bowl, he faced the crowd and said in a flat voice:
"Everyone, I'm sorry... I'm a disappointment. Du Ruhui, please accompany me."

Hongying shook her head first:

"Brother Keming's worries, I also understand. Please rest assured, Miss has already sent a letter, and the three Pegasus sects will certainly not sit idly by on the matter of Hedong."

The rich man gave a reassurance.

Qin Qiong also served the wine:

"Someone is a soldier, and all he can do is go to battle and kill the enemy. If he is running a county, he really has no way to do it. But...if anyone needs help, after the end of a certain battle, he will go to the east of the river, and he will never refuse! "

"Hmm... hee hee~"

Smiling, he also picked up the wine bowl:
"I will go to Wagang to make a fortune in a few days, but... if you have any troubles, or want to inquire about any news~ just go to Blood Mist Academy and let someone call me. Just say you are looking for Blood You Ji ~I am very famous, they all know me, if I am not here, you can tell your difficulties, they will help you for sure~ You don’t need to pay money~”

"..."

Unconcernedly reported his identity truthfully.

Smiling and said without pretentiousness.

"Amitabha... Master Du, if you need help, you just need to say a word. The poor monk will never refuse!"

"Haha~ See you~ Old Du~"

Listening to what they said, Li Zhen hooked Du Ruhui's shoulder again.

"The city tower is so high, it all depends on the help of friends! There are many people and strength, and the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge... Everything in this world is nothing more than four words."

"...Which four words?"

Du Ruhui asked.

"It's man-made."

Hey~
The Taoist's wine bowl collided with him.

"Everyone, let's do it!"

Once the spring breeze is blowing, the fragrance of meat is pervasive, and the fragrance of wine is in full swing.

The scholar drank into his throat.

No match for sweetness.

And seeing Du Ruhui's finally relaxed appearance, holding the whole pot in his hand, the longest and thickest, a palm-length pancake was baked by the edge of the pot...

That's right, it's the one Qin Qiong called.

After Li Laodao finished drinking, he simply got up:
"Come, come, it's not interesting to just drink."

As he said that, he turned his head and smiled:

"Remember the sippy board I taught you?"

The ordinary, small-eyed man's eyes lit up:
"You want to sing a little song?"

"Hey, that's right~"

"Then I'll give you a knock!"

Picking up the bamboo chopsticks, smiling under the curious eyes of everyone, he dropped them on the table.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

When the standard two-six board came out, the Taoist sang:
"Yeah! Hi~ You sing so well, remember to drink, you guys!"

"Ding ding ding ding ding..."

"This one~ the letter came by coincidence~"

"Ding ding ~ ding ding..."

The high-pitched and refreshing voice, accompanied by the simple tapping of bamboo chopsticks, came together.

"God help Huang Zhong to succeed~~ Thank you!"

Huang Zhong?

The others were taken aback, but Xiaoxixi and Li Zhen didn't care, one knocked and the other sang.

"Stand at the gate of the camp ~ shout!"

"Ding Ding!"

"Big and small Erlang, listen to the roots~~ Miao!"

Like a general giving orders, the Taoist narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, with a smug expression on his face:
"Head tong drum!"

"Ding~!"

"War rice made!"

"Boom!"

Seeing the grinning man who looked at the table with his fist instead of knocking on the chopsticks, Li Laodao raised his voice once more:
"Two drums!"

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

Qin Qiong sounded interesting, and slapped her face in time with a grin.

"Tighten your shirt!"

"Three-way drum!"

When Li Zhen sang this sentence, he couldn't help but smile and sing along with Li Laodao's long knife (sticking cakes) drawn from his waist:
"The knife eats the scabbard~"

But she still can't grasp the delicate balance between "go out" and "eat" in Hu Guangyin, which is still a lot worse than the Taoist's free and easy "knife out of the sheath" which is as sharp as a sharp knife.

She pouted in dissatisfaction.

But everyone listened to it very comfortably and refreshingly. They just felt that this kind of...unheard little song was so comfortable to listen to.

"Si Tong Drums ~ Fate ~ ~ hand in!"

"Everyone has a reward forward, and a knife for violations!"

While singing, the Taoist was pulling the shoulders of the mountain. His thin body looked particularly mighty under his deliberately raised chest.

"The three armies and ah ah ~ lord! Return ~ camp ~ number ~~~~"

Looking at the crowd, the Taoist priest narrowed his eyes, and the complacency and determination in his eyes were as real as they were:

"Tomorrow~~~~~"

A high cavity was pulled out suddenly.

Huang Zhong, who was shaking his head, uttered the most proud sentence:
"At three o'clock in the afternoon~~~~~success~gong~~labor~~~~~~~~"

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Under the spontaneous chopsticks and slaps, the Taoist sang the confidence and pursuit in his heart that could be perceived by everyone very clearly.

The thing about Hedong will definitely be a success!
It depends on man's effort, man will conquer nature!
On the side, the brother and sister who have been eating meat and cakes have three black and one white eyes... staring straight at the proud gentleman...

Completely stunned.

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