Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 298 Kick His Ass
During the outing season, Fan Zheng didn't care about the wind and snow, and went to the wheat field outside the Xuanwu Gate.

Changing millet into wheat, Fan Zheng still took a certain amount of risk. Now that he has achieved initial results, he should consolidate the results, and he will not be responsible for Wolong's hard work.

The wheat seedlings that have opened up look particularly gratifying. Even a person like Fan Zheng who is not proficient in farming knows that this year's harvest is basically stable.

"Hey, Jiancheng Wo, is the excrement scavenged from the Tai Chi Palace piled up over there?"

Fan Zheng looked at the pile of dark things on the downwind vent.

Wo Long grinned: "Shangguan has good eyesight. These fertilizers cannot be watered directly. They must be fermented for a period of time to avoid burning the seedlings."

Wolong is a bit ingenious. It is a smart move to place the fermentation point in the lower air outlet.

Otherwise, if Fan Zheng was immersed in the fragrance of farmyard manure all the time, Fan Zheng would curse.

For watering and weeding, Fan Zheng can only do a small area at will, and he can roughly play a leading role. The effect is the same as that of Tian Najiu, who is the son of the emperor.

Ahem, expecting Shangguan to plant the land himself like a farmer, I'm afraid I'm overthinking it?

It's a shame to be able to move a shovel, okay?

He didn't call the deer a horse, and said that the wheat doesn't need to be planted, and it will grow by itself. He is already a conscientious official.

Not to mention, Fan Zheng was there for a while, and the efficiency of the entire Jingyuan director's bureaucracy has really increased...by [-]%.

Without superior supervision, it is human nature to be lazy.

"Oh, the director of the Jingyuan from the fifth grade works like a farmer." I don't know who is making rumors.

"Bah, I know what a fart, I'm calling the lead!" Fan Zheng tried his best to pull out a weed.

My body froze.

This voice is too familiar.

With a mournful face, Fan Zheng got up, turned around, and saluted with crossed hands: "I don't know His Majesty is coming, and I speak rudely, Your Majesty please bear with me."

Li Shimin, who was wearing normal clothes, waved his hands nonchalantly: "I'm not too narrow-minded enough. What, I'm out of town, and I don't take my wife and children to play, and I go to the field to tend the crops? I remember you don't understand much. Farming, right?"

Fan Zheng chuckled: "Wife, baby, I missed today, and I just need to make up for it later, but I can't miss the crops. This is the first year of changing millet to wheat, and there is no room for loss."

Pointing to Wolong, where the wheat seedlings were being carefully watered two feet away, Fan Zheng smiled and said, "Can your majesty imagine that this monkey-like figure covered in dirt is actually Wolong, the magistrate from the seventh rank? His heart was on the wheat field, but the minister just moved his mouth, and he lost his legs."

Wheat seedlings do not need much water, but since the beginning of spring, there has been little rain, so they can only be irrigated manually.

Director Jingyuan's land, of course, has a canal, but there is still a little distance from the canal to the ground.

"Commissioner Wolong, come here and tell His Majesty what is the difficulty of planting wheat. After all, you really understand."

Fan Zheng called Wo Long, who had a lot of mud splashed on his body, over.

Wolong was full of excitement.

In all honesty, a low-level official like him rarely had the chance to face the Holy Spirit, and Fan Zheng was flattering him.

"See Your Majesty. Wo Long, the director of the Jingyuan of Sinong Temple, dared to speak nonsense in front of His Majesty. Compared with millet, wheat has a higher yield and needs more fertilizer..."

"Wheat seedlings can survive the winter safely, which is related to the planting season, but the application of countless fertilizers in the field also played a big role."

"Currently, the fertilizer for Director Jingyuan comes from Ye Ting."

Wo Long explained with a hammer and a hammer, and the knowledge points were very scattered.

Li Shimin frowned when he heard that, how could I not know what kind of fat Ye Ting has?

Fan Zheng smiled lightly: "It's just excrement. Speaking of it, it's also a cycle. Crops grow to be eaten by people, and what remains of people are used to grow crops."

Bah, this explanation...

Li Shimin couldn't complain.

If I hadn't been so embarrassing in the military back then, I wouldn't have been so pretentious, and your words made me lose my appetite for two days.

Behind Li Shimin, Xu Hui sighed in an elegant manner: "It turns out that people will not suffer from floods and droughts, and the country will not suffer from famine. It is easy to say, but it is so tiring to do. If the officials are like this, what should the people do?"

The talented Wu Zhao sneered: "Isn't this the duty of a courtier? As a courtier, I should do my best for the court."

Li Shimin waved his hand: "The words of talented people are biased. How many people in the civil and military dynasties of the Manchu Dynasty worked as hard as they did? Rewarding hard work and punishing laziness is easy to say, but it is only after implementing it that you know how tricky your officials are."

"That's why conscientious courtiers like Director Jingyuan should be reused as a benchmark."

When Fan Zheng heard the word "benchmark", he couldn't help chanting "Amitabha", which caused Li Shimin to point at him, laugh and curse, and lightly kicked his ass.

There is no way, Du Shanxian, the former Chang'an Ling of Daxingshan Temple who was granted a monk by the imperial court, has the dharma name of "benchmark".

A gleam of splendor flashed in Wu Zhao's starry eyes.

The fifth-rank officials are only middle-level officials. They can get in touch with the emperor, but the distance is a bit far. Even if they are not trembling, they are relatively not so talkative.

The ordinary-looking director of Jingyuan in front of him dared to play tricks in front of the emperor, but Li Shimin's response was also intriguing.

Judging people by their appearance, Ziyu is lost, Wu Zhao really answered this sentence.

In the court hall, the officials Wu Zhao met were either handsome, handsome, or put on the wall to ward off evil spirits, but Fan Zheng's appearance stood out from the crowd, so it was natural not to invite Wu Zhao to see him.

By the way, in Wu Zhao's ears, news about Fan Zheng was automatically blocked, so he didn't know that Fan Zheng's weight was far greater than what she knew.

Why?
Just rely on this wheat?

Wu Zhao didn't think it was because of hard work.

When it comes to diligence, is the farmer farming in the scorching sun not diligent, or is the craftsman who is so tired that he dies not diligent?
Just take a look, has the emperor looked at them?
Wu Zhao's mother's family, but the blood of the previous dynasty... a side branch, the emperor knows a little bit about the mind, and in the eyes of the emperor, people are only divided into useful and useless!

Li Shimin's connivance with Fan Zheng should be useful, extremely useful!
After carefully recalling the information collected about Fan Zheng, Wu Zhao let out a sigh of relief.

I was mistaken, this kind of ordinary-looking guy can be called a hero, and once Qu Yuanli comes out, all the officials will make way for him.

The flying cavalry was set up for him, and the school lieutenant who actually controls the flying cavalry drills and actual combat is his disciple, who captured Xue Yantuo, Dadu, Mohedu, Yehuyi, Shijielibi;

The person in charge of making the utensils needed for the flying cavalry will be the supervisor of the school office, the captain's Aye.

This is really interlocking!
This action directly eliminated the possibility of others tampering with the equipment, and the captain's life was safe.

As for who would be cheating on the equipment, hehe, the person who can ask this question is happy, and has never seen the ugliness of the human heart.

Believe it or not, because of greed, even the royal chariot dared to cut corners!

People's hearts are endless, even the strict laws can't stop the greed of the subordinates, not to mention the "Law of Zhenguan" is relatively loose?

(End of this chapter)