My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 376 The ultimate honor, the Temple of War God
Hedong, Anyi.

The busy farming for several days made all farmers in the east of the river put on smiles.

At this time, June has passed, and a large number of crops are harvesting, among which the winter wheat planted last year is one of them.

This is also a critical moment to test the authenticity of Weicheng's high-yield crops.

Fortunately, the result did not disappoint everyone, even worse.

After all, it was the first season, and the fertilization of the land and patient care played a key role.

The average yield per mu is [-] catties, which is unbelievable in this era. One stone of the Han ruler is about [-] catties. That is to say, the yield of the wheat seeds provided by Wei Cheng is as high as [-] catties per mu.

This is nearly three times the output in the past years when the yield per mu was ten stone.

After all, one mu of land can support one person, but now it can support three people, which is a big deal.

Outside Anyi County.

A large number of people from aristocratic families gathered here, Mrs. Xie even went to the field to harvest wheat in person, with a friendly smile on his wrinkled face.

The farmers were careful to accompany them, helping to move the harvested wheat from time to time, and weighing the statistical data by the way.

In another field, Wei Cheng was also harvesting wheat, but his movements were a bit rusty, not as skillful as Mrs. Xie's.

"Hahaha, Cheng'er, you're doomed to lose today. If you turn back ten bottles of Moutai, you can't let it go." Mr. Xie laughed.

Wei Cheng straightened up unhurriedly, looked back at the piles of wheat piled up behind Mr. Xie, and said with a wry smile: "Mr. Xie is really strong with age. You can't compare to him, so you should obediently admit defeat."

At this time, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, and Wei Cheng couldn't continue to compare willfully, worrying that something would happen to Mrs. Xie, it would be troublesome.

The old Mrs. Xie smiled knowingly, handed the sickle to the farmer beside him, took the towel to wipe off the sweat on his face, shook his head and sighed, "Old man, if I were 30 or [-] years younger, I would be able to reap seven or eight mu of land by myself. "

Wei Cheng also went to the field ridge. After freshening up, he replied with a smile, "You're not bad now. It's only half an hour and you've already harvested one mu of land. It's no problem to harvest seven or eight mu of land in a day."

Mrs. Xie knew that he was comforting herself, smiled, and did not try to be brave. His own body knew that working for half an hour was already the limit.

Beside them, Wei Min and Tian Feng were counting the data, and after reaching the conclusion, both of them grinned happily.

Needless to say, they were a little worried at the beginning of planting a new variety of wheat on such a large scale. What if the wheat plant does not survive, or if it survives, the quality cannot keep up?
Now, after an inspection by an experienced farmer, not only the yield per mu is three times that of the past, but the wheat produced is also round and plump, and the two are relieved.

"Yuan Hao, go back and confirm the data with several other farms as soon as possible. If all the harvests are bumper this time, my grain reserves in Hedong for the next ten years will be worry-free. This season's wheat alone can feed tens of thousands of people. Raise rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, etc. for the autumn harvest.”

Tian Feng cupped his hands and saluted, "Second Master, don't worry, I have sent people to various farms to keep an eye on it, and will send it back as soon as there is news."

Wei Min nodded in satisfaction, laughed and walked with Tian Feng.

Wei Cheng and Mrs. Xie just sat and chatted under the awning, and when they saw their second uncle and Tian Feng approaching with smiling faces, they knew that they had gained a lot.

Mrs. Xie was the first to ask: "How, the harvest of my Xie's Manor has not disappointed you."

This field belongs to Mrs. Xie, and Mrs. Xie invited a few people to count the harvest today.

Wei Min clasped his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Xie's subordinates are capable people. The average yield per mu is nearly [-]% higher than my Wei family's. Admiration, admiration."

Old Mrs. Xie burst out laughing proudly. After all, it is a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, so how could it be possible that there are not many capable people.

Don't underestimate the yield of this [-]%, if it is calculated according to [-] mu of a Zhuangzi, there will be an extra [-] shi for no reason.

Besides, whether it is the Wei family, the Xie family, or other families, there is not only one Zhuangzi under his name.

After laughing, Mr. Xie said seriously: "So according to the agreement, I will hand in [-]% of the harvest today, which can be regarded as an example."

The three of Wei Cheng looked at each other and smiled, then cupped their hands together and said, "As expected of Mr. Xie, with you taking the lead, the work of the guard will be much easier to carry out."

Mrs. Xie waved her hand indifferently, "It was an agreement, don't worry, if the other aristocratic families have thorns, or dare to steal and cheat, you will only be held accountable according to the law."

Wei Cheng chuckled, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "There shouldn't be anyone so closed-eyed, haha."

When Mr. Xie heard the words and saw this, his heart couldn't help being shocked, thinking that he should go to the ward branch later, in case someone really violated the taboo.

Seeing Wei Cheng like this, I'm afraid it's really possible to make an example of others.

At this time, a steward hurried over, "Second Master, everything is ready."

Wei Cheng's eyes lit up, and he got up immediately and said, "Mr. Xie, let's go. I still need your help to be the master of ceremonies today."

Mrs. Xie gave a hearty smile, stood up and patted the dust off her body, "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

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Anyi County.

Xie Hui and other young masters are in the teahouse, listening intently to the storyteller's story about the war in the north.

Today we are talking about the Battle of Wuyuan County, where the [-] barbarian army was defeated a few days ago.

"...This Lu Zongbing has occupied the top spot in the Dragon and Tiger Rankings for a long time, and his military strength is recognized as the number one among the big men. The painting halberd is one foot long and weighs 72 catties. It would be difficult for ordinary people to carry it, but in the hands of Lu Zongbing, it is like an arm and a finger. Wherever it goes, the pieces are scattered with the wind..."

Xie Hui and the others listened attentively, and kept imagining in their minds the heroic appearance of Lu Bu, one man, one horse, and one halberd, when he entered the enemy's line. Just imagining it had already made their blood boil.

The tea house faces a corner of the street.

Lu Ling and her two little maids were also honored to hear that, after all, that man was her biological father. Although father and daughter seldom communicate with each other on weekdays, the blood relationship cannot be separated. Seeing so many people singing praises to their father, how could she Can you not be happy?

"...According to the statistics of the army, in just five days, General Lu killed as many as 230 and 3 enemies by himself, ranking second in the list of meritorious service, twice more than Captain Zhao of the No. [-] Longshan Army More than enough, for this reason, the envoy specially bestowed the title: Unparalleled God of War, to help the army, the old man thought that this title of God of War, Lu Zongbing deserved it, a man should be like this!"

Not to mention young people, but a storyteller who is over half a century old. He always has an impassioned expression at the end of the story. Why don't men wear Wu hooks? In ancient times, almost a man had such and such dreams.

Going into battle to kill the enemy, defend the family and the country, this is the affiliation of a man!

clap clap~
I don't know who was the first to take the lead in applauding, and there was a wave of enthusiastic applause in the teahouse in an instant.

Even there were many more people watching the show than usual. On the small high platform in front of the storyteller, there was a thick layer of copper coins and receipts.

Xie Hui shouted excitedly: "Old man Zhao, tell me again."

"That's right, let's talk about it again, this time in more detail, and focus on how Lu Zongbing killed the enemy."

"Shopkeeper, give old man Zhao a pot of Huangshan Maofeng, it's my son's."

"One more pot of Junshan Yinzhen, it belongs to me."

"Please tell me again, sir, my miss rewarded you with ten hot spring villa soup tickets."

"Soup tickets for Hot Spring Villa?"

Hearing the little maid's voice, everyone was startled, the hot spring villa's soup tickets are extremely precious, ordinary people can't get them, and only a few big aristocratic families have the chance to get one or two.

Even Xie Hui, he also flattered his sister Xie Yu in every possible way, so he was lucky enough to go to the hot spring villa in the east of the city once, and like this, he showed it off for a long time.

If the ten hot spring soup tickets were sold to those wealthy businessmen in the city who wanted to curry favor with Wei, they would definitely fetch a sky-high price.

Because, as long as you go to the hot spring villa to take a bath, you are very likely to be in the same pool with Wei's people, or even Wei Cheng, and then you will have an opportunity to chat and talk.

Everyone looked around, and saw a heroic, tall woman sitting in the corner, and the two young maids beside her were stunningly beautiful even though they were young... It was her!
Xie Hui and the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and one of the sons bowed his head guiltyly.

He once wanted to strike up a conversation with Lu Ling, but ended up getting a bad nose. Lu Ling just said "Get lost", which made him lose the confidence to speak.

"It seems to be the daughter of Mr. Lu..."

"So that's the case. No wonder you can take out ten soup tickets. I heard that she and Mr. Envoy..."

"Shh, be careful, this young lady has a bad temper."

Lu Lingxiu raised her eyebrows, martial arts practitioners have good hearing.

Just as he was about to explode, he suddenly heard someone shouting on the street: "Hurry up, hurry up, the curtain has finally been lifted on the huge stone hall outside the city, everyone, hurry up and watch the excitement."

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West of Anyi City.

A gigantic stone building about 36 feet high, [-] feet long, and [-] feet wide came to an end in the anticipation of everyone.

In order to build this gigantic stone temple, the stonemasons of No. 3 Satellite City spent nearly six months. More than [-] craftsmen called from various places hollowed out two mountains before finally completing the project.

Among them are the various tools provided by Wei Cheng, such as the thunderbolt used for blasting. If the masons were to use chisels to dig the mountain directly, I am afraid that within seven or eight years, this temple would not be able to be built at all.

There are also huge carts used for transportation, and hundreds of them have been dried up, which shows how heavy these boulders are.

And the reason why this huge building, which looks like the Temple of Balbec, can be completed so quickly is that sketches of various sizes have been drawn at the beginning of construction, and the 'parts' are polished by craftsmen in various places, and finally transported spliced ​​here.

Such a magnificent building can be completed in just half a year. In addition to consuming a lot of manpower and material resources, of course there must be an excellent chief engineer behind it.

"Sanzhu, you really built this?" Several villagers in Haojia Village were startled and somewhat incoherent.

Hao Sanzhu smiled stupidly. When he supervised the construction of the watchtowers in Haojia Village, he never thought that one day he would be able to participate in such a huge project.

"Uncle Three Pillars."

"It's the young master, the young master is here."

When the villagers saw Wei Cheng coming, they saluted respectfully one by one.

Wei Cheng stepped forward to return the salutes one by one, then looked at Hao Sanzhu, who was blushing and a little excited, and said sincerely: "Uncle Sanzhu, you are doing well."

Facing Hao Sanzhu who has never read any books, the exaggeration of these three words is more effective than anything else.

Hao Sanzhu bowed excitedly. He knew that Wei Cheng gave him the opportunity, and Wei Cheng also gave him a lot of help when building this temple. If it is an honor, Wei Cheng is actually the real hero. .

However, Wei Cheng is willing to give him the credit, and Hao Sanzhu is also happy in his heart. To be remembered by Wei Cheng is something that many people dream of!

"Let's go, everyone, come and visit with me." Wei Cheng waved his hand, "Uh, only one person can enter each house. It's not good to be too noisy in such a solemn and sacred place."

Wei Cheng didn't expect that after a while, hundreds of people followed behind him, among which the sons and brothers of various families accounted for the majority.

Wei Cheng looked at Mrs. Xie and said, "Mr. Xie, I need to trouble you to help manage the order."

"Undoubtedly."

Mrs. Xie knew very well that Wei Cheng respected him so much in order to use him to supervise the people of the family. He might not be able to be a third prince in the future, so he must behave well this time.

With Mrs. Xie coming forward, the first batch of people to visit the palace was quickly selected.

Wei Cheng took the lead and motioned for everyone to follow.

"Hey, are you here too?"

Wei Cheng walked up to the steps and suddenly saw Lu Ling in the crowd, smiled and said, "Let's come in and have a look, this is your father's honor, and someone from the Lu family must witness it with his own eyes."

Lu Lingqiao blushed slightly, and came to Wei Cheng's side in full view.

There was an uproar in the crowd.

Wei Chengquan pretended not to hear it, and walked into the hall first.

Everyone followed in step by step, but it was actually not crowded, because the gate alone was three feet wide.

And there is no door, the main hall is directly open, after all, there is no need to close the door for everyone to offer incense in the future.

As soon as they entered the door, everyone was shocked beyond measure by the vast space in front of them.

Before Wei Cheng could speak, someone in the crowd shouted, "That's the stone statue of General Xu!"

"This is Huang Zhong... who can draw a bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius, what a domineering word!"

"And brother Yide, yo, this stone statue is mighty enough, a hero who is so loyal and loyal, and a snake spear that takes people's souls, what a poem!"

Lu Ling's eyes also brightened, and he hurried to a stone statue.

This stone statue is not another one, it is Lu Bu who has gained such a great reputation in Wuyuan County.

Wei Cheng walked to her side with a smile, and said, "Why, you haven't lost your father's heroic appearance."

Lu Ling nodded excitedly, and muttered: "Lv Bu among people, Chitu among horses, Peerless God of War, Wei Zhenyi Di...you wrote this poem?"

Wei Cheng smiled slightly, "It's not a poem, it's just a jingle at most."

When Lu Ling heard the words, he couldn't help but give him a hard look, everyone else is poetry, how come it's just a jingle when it comes to my father?
Wei Cheng smiled awkwardly, and later generations of netizens added a second line to "Lu Bu among people, Chitu among horses". If you know, you must dance with me.

"Hahaha, look quickly, my silver carp also has stone statues!"

Behind them came the voices of the Hao family village, among them was the old father of the silver carp, which was also authorized by Wei Cheng to follow them.

Wei Cheng smiled knowingly at everyone, and then looked at Mr. Xie.

Old Mrs. Xie looked at the six stone statues in this hall, his heart was filled with excitement and envy, what a great honor it is, to be able to stand here for the world to worship, if he can do the same, he will die immediately I am willing too.

Xie Lao looked at the details one by one, and couldn't help feeling mixed feelings in his heart. He wished he could be 50 years younger and go into battle to kill the enemy himself.

The Peerless God of War, Lu Bu.

Blood Prison God of War, Xu Huang.

The fierce god of war, Zhang Fei.

The god of war who shoots the sun, Huang Zhong.

Flood sea war god, silver carp.

Flying general God of War, Zhao Feng.

These six are all famous generals of the Wei family who have been in the limelight recently. They not only have great reputation among the people, but are also very popular figures in the aristocratic family. I don't know how many people want to marry their daughters to them.

Under the name, Wei Cheng also wrote a paragraph of background, deeds, and praises to them.

Especially Zhao Feng who is in the limelight all the time.

The old Mrs. Xie stood in front of the only stone statue of Zhao Feng that was still relatively empty, and read: "In the Qin Dynasty, the moon was bright and the Han Dynasty was closed. The people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned, but the Dragon City Flying General is here, and the Huma is not taught to go to the Yinshan Mountain... Tsk tsk tsk , great poem!"

Wei Cheng walked to the side with a smile, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your praise."

Old Mrs. Xie sighed sincerely: "I heard that you are unparalleled in the early years. When I saw you today, I realized that I missed a huge opportunity. I knew that I would have the cheek to accept you as a disciple, hahaha."

Wei Cheng returned the gift and smiled humbly.

At this time, Mrs. Xie looked at the other empty stone platforms, and said curiously: "I see that there are still twelve empty platforms in the Temple of War. It seems that you have a lot of plans, you have such a monstrous honor. As an encouragement, I don’t know how many heroes will go through fire and water for you.”

"Hey, Mr. Xie, don't say that. Outsiders don't know. Don't you know what I think? This Temple of War God is just a birdcage to restrain them. It will not be tolerated by the emperor, and I am too. I was on guard against such a day, so I put a magic spell on them."

Old Mrs. Xie laughed, admiring Wei Cheng in his heart.

Indeed, with the honor of the Temple of War as a bondage, if these people have other ideas in the future, they will somewhat take into account what the world thinks of them.

Once the image of the brave and fearless God of War is established, they will have to think carefully about any deviating things they do in the future. I have to say that Wei Cheng's move is absolutely perfect.

Not only did it give them great honor, but it also inspired more people to go through fire and water for him. It was like a spell cast on the heads of these so-called 'God of War', making them willingly sell themselves to Wei Cheng.

At this moment, Mrs. Xie felt that he was really old, and his brain could no longer keep up with the thoughts of young people.

However, to their surprise, the role of the Temple of War is not limited to this.

You must know that ordinary people also need faith. In this war-torn era, the sense of stability that this Temple of War gives to ordinary people is unmatched by food and money.

(End of this chapter)