Prime Minister of Great Qin

Chapter 114 Lu Hai Qin Chuan! (seeking subscription)
Three days later.

Ji Heng and others set off.

Not as the eldest son, but as an official who compiled the history of Qin under the rule of Yushifu.

There are less than ten people in the same company.

Fusu is now a "young official", with an official rank of two hundred stones, and a bronze official seal on his waist. Unlike Fang Fangzheng of later generations, the official seal of Daqin is round and thin, much like a coin. It is like a button, with a small hole and a yellow ribbon.

This is the lowest official seal.

That is, copper seal with yellow ribbon.

They did not have a carriage for this trip.

But a bullock cart.

The "Golden Stone Law" of the Great Qin Dynasty stipulates: there are rank officials in the capital and a stingy man who is away from the official, and each of them will raise one person, and his assistant, Shi and Shi will raise them together; ten people, one cart and ox, and one person who sees the cow.

Each 'ranked' official can be assigned a 'yang', who is responsible for cooking for the ranked official and his deputy 'Zuo', the secretary 'Shi' and others. The ranked official and his subordinates, every Ten people can be equipped with an ox cart.

This trip is very simple.

In addition to Ji Heng, Fu Su, and Hu Hai, there are also the son Gao and the son Jiang Lu.

The remaining five were accompanying attendants.

Ji Heng and four young masters were sitting in the ox cart, and there were many bamboo slips piled up on the cart, some were blank, and some recorded the history of Qin Dynasty. The five attendants followed on foot.

The bullock cart moved very slowly.

But the young masters in the car didn't care about it, and looked around curiously, as if they were new to the world.

It's a whole new experience.

In the past, even if they went out of the city, they were all guarded to death. They basically had no contact with the outside world in an upright manner, and they still maintained such a relaxed attitude.

Ji Heng turned sideways, leaning on the wooden plank, holding the bullwhip, and swung the whip vigorously. He is now the name of "Yang". Some, a group of people just so leisurely, drove away from Xianyang, the tall city gradually disappeared, and what came into view was a field.

After walking for a while, the tense mood of the young masters seemed to relax.

Looking at the long scroll of mountains and rivers stretching across the waters, Ji Heng couldn't help but think of Sima Xiangru's "Zixu Fu", and said softly: "Dangling is like a diversion of eight rivers, opposite to each other, east, west, north, south, and ponds. , traveling to Yuzhipu, Zhouzhou."

Fusu smiled and said, "Although I am deep in the palace, I have also heard the old Qin proverb: nine waters and eighteen pools are eight hundred miles east and west."

"What this sentence says is that Guanzhong is rich in Yishui, and the shape of mountains and rivers is superior."

"The mountains and rivers of my Great Qin are also known as land and sea."

Ji Heng nodded slightly.

Today's Guanzhong is indeed unique.

It is completely different from the scarcity of water resources in later generations.

The 'nine waters' mentioned by Fusu is not a lie, but there are actually nine waters.

That is, Weishui, Jingshui, Fengshui, Luoshui, Bashui, Chanshui, Yushui, Jushui and Laoshui.

These nine waters are all torrents with tributaries. If the tributaries are included, there are at least fifty rivers and rivers in Qinchuan. ', this also shows that the Qinchuan confluence lakes are balanced and rich at the moment.

As for the eighteen pools, they are eighteen large and small lakes distributed in Qinchuan, eight hundred miles away.

Yishui is rich, fertile fields can be cultivated, surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is difficult to invade by weapons.

This is Qin Chuan.

Since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, it has been recognized by the world as a place of victory.

On this soil, the Zhou people who created ritual civilization based on the profound farming tradition were born, and also the Qin people who were half-agricultural and half-pastoral, and finally shocked the world with the legal civilization of agricultural warfare.

However, in ancient times, there were still floods here, and floods occurred frequently.

When this water town turns the country into a land of beneficial water, it will start from Dayu's water control and dredging the river into the sea. It was only after Dayu's water control that the water system in Qinchuan began to calm down. All rivers return to the river and the river enters the sea. The way out, the rampant blind flow, is completely gone.

And after the governance of Zhou people and Qin people.

At present, the flood in Qinchuan has been greatly reduced, the waterway is smooth, and the fertile and arable land has increased greatly. This is the grand scene of the current big river basin, well fields, many cities, and continuous villages.

That's why it became the place where Chinese civilization grew and condensed.

Flood control has thus been engraved into the bones of China.

Ji Heng looked at the stretch of water in front of him, and he was quite embarrassed. In today's world, who would have thought that the land and sea of ​​Qinchuan with abundant water would become a place covered by white dust and lack of water resources in the future?
The bullock cart went all the way west.

After walking for nearly two hours, everyone entered the open middle of Qinchuan.

It's just that there are very few people in the field in front of me.

And it's not that there are few people, and it's rare to see strong and strong men working in the fields. Except for the white-haired old man and Zongjiao children, the rest are almost all women. Right now these people are in the fields, leaning over to pull out new crops from the fields. barnyardgrass, and at the same time use iron to loosen the soil and plow the ground.

The young masters who were talking and laughing in front of them immediately became quiet.

Meng Dong's fields in October, because of the emptiness and solitude, looked extraordinarily cold, and the breeze under the sun also carried a bit of chill.

The young master said in a high voice: "It's Meng Dong season now, why are they still pruning the fields?"

"And why did you see a few strong people?"

Be quiet.

No one answered.

Only the buffalo walking ahead shook its head.

It seems to be expressing ignorance.

After hesitating for a moment, the accompanying attendant said slowly: "Young master, Meng Dongzhiyue, the government is building a city wall and guarding the border, and the head of Guizhou is to guard the winter, checking doors, windows, and firewood for the winter."

"Ding Zhuang. Perhaps he is stockpiling hay and firewood."

heard.

Fusu and the others nodded slightly.

But Ji Heng pulled the reins abruptly and stopped the bullock cart.

Fusu and the others looked surprised.

Ji Heng pointed to the field, and said indifferently: "If you want to know the specific reason, just ask in the past. Why do you have to pretend here? It's only a few steps away, and it should be a rest for Niu Er."

Young Master Gao's expression froze.

Sitting aside with an embarrassed expression, he looked at Fusu with a little embarrassment.

Obviously a little overwhelmed.

Fusu's face was a little dignified, he looked at the old and weak women and children working in the field, and nodded, and said: "Mr. You should go deep into the local area and understand the people's sentiments."

talking.

Fusu jumped out of the bullock cart and strode towards the figure on the ground.

Young Master Gao and Young Master Jiang Lu looked at each other, and followed quickly. Hu Hai showed hesitation in his eyes, and finally did not choose to get out of the car, while the attendants hardly hesitated, holding swords, and wanted to follow, but they were caught by Ji The constant drinking stopped.

Ji Heng said coldly: "Have you forgotten your identities?"

"You are protecting me, not them."

"Remember your duty."

"If they can't even stand up to a few old and weak women and children, and they encounter other dangers along the way, don't they still need to be watched? They are here to go deep into the place, not to play. If they can't even protect themselves, If you die, you die."

Several attendants looked at each other.

They didn't dare to accept this, Ji Heng dared to say it, but they didn't dare to admit it, if something happened to that young master, it would be a big deal.

Ji Heng looked indifferent.

He will not give these sons any face.

They are not 'sons' right now, but just a few ordinary officials, and they can't even protect themselves, so they should die, otherwise it will be the difference between early death and late death. If you don't even dare to go down in the fields, what's the difference with cheating?
the other side.

After Fusu looked at it for a while, he walked towards the two figures bowing their heads.

A woman and a child and a teenager.

Fu Su bowed and said, "May I ask Eldest Sister, why are there not many men in this field?"

The woman who was digging the ground with an iron lei stopped her way of life, glanced suspiciously at the person who came, her yellow and thin face was filled with numbness, and when she saw the official clothes on Fusu's body, her eyes instantly There was a hint of nervousness, and he squeezed the corner of his clothes with his hands awkwardly.

Fu Su made a bow and said, "Eldest sister, don't be nervous."

"I was just passing by here, and I was a little surprised to see that you were still in the field during Meng Dong's season. Now it's not the time for spring plowing and autumn harvest. Even if the field is leveled, when winter comes, the loose and peaceful fields will be tight again. Why do you want to Loosen the soil at this time?"

The woman raised her head wearily and wiped her sweat, and said lightly: "You are really good at joking, man? You still don't know where the man has gone? Who has a man in these few years? Men are precious."

"As for our mothers, if we don't loosen the field in advance, how can we finish it when we wait for the spring plowing?"

"The land rent you collect will not be less."

Fusu showed embarrassment on his face, and tentatively said: "Man, are you in corvee?"

"It's not the emperor's corvee, which man doesn't want to be at home? It's been two years since I went to build the Great Wall." The woman said coldly, wiping the sweat on her forehead with her thick black hands.

"Mother, don't be sad, and I'm still here," the young man said in a low voice.

The woman suddenly turned black with resentment, and said angrily, "You? You haven't grown up yet. When you grow up, you don't build the Great Wall, or you go to the south to be a refugee like your uncle. It's a hard life, and you don't know what to do." Know when it's a head."

"It used to be said that it would be fine after the war."

"Now that the war is over, life is not getting better, but the man is gone."

"It's not as good as when you're at war,"

"At least then I can see my man every year."

Fusu was embarrassed and fell silent for a while.

He had no excuse.

He looked at the young man and said seriously: "My son, your father will come back, and it won't be too long."

"The days will get better and better."

Done.

Fusu bowed deeply to the woman, but didn't dare to stay any longer, and left as if fleeing.

He really had no face to face the woman's resentment.

The young master Gao and Jiang Lu also bowed deeply to the woman, and left in a hurry. On the way back, none of the three said a word.

The atmosphere is very depressing and low.

When the three returned to the ox cart, Ji Heng glanced at the three indifferently, and did not ask any questions. Instead, he asked his followers to pull the buffalo that was grazing on the roadside back to the right path, and then whipped hard, and the group continued on. Hit the road.

At dusk, Qin Ting arrived.

(End of this chapter)