It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 498: Promoting the Rice Seedlings, Chu Su San Hu (received reminder)

"what?"

"Oh, girl, this is not right!!"

Yao Jia was accompanying the emperor behind, and he was distracted by Li Si's presence. Less than half an hour later, the Ying Hehua people had already arrived at the field.

She rolled up her robe, rolled up her sleeves, and asked the guards to go to the old farmer's field to release the wooden boat that children used to play in.

But the Chen Ping she recommended was like a waste who dared not disobey her and just stood on the ridge and obeyed.

"Is this okay?" she asked.

"It's feasible." Chen Ping said.

The old man who owned the field was sweating profusely and was so tired that he could hardly lift his back. He waved his hands and feet and dared not approach.

Ying Zheng vaguely heard the voice behind him and couldn't help asking casually, "What was she doing last night? Why is she so noisy today?"

Zhao Gao immediately stepped forward and said, "I heard that the princess and Lord Chen are in the fields."

Ying Zheng glanced at Li Si.

Li Si paused, sweat breaking out on his back.

"I will go and tell the princess."

Ying Zheng waved his hand, "Let her go." Ying Zheng thought, Ying Hehua had told him about pilot implementation and practical operation, but he didn't expect her to do it herself. Yin Tong's words about the people in Chu being undisciplined and undisciplined were not groundless. Stubbornness is their old problem. They haven't been able to implement it here for a year, what can she do?
He specifically instructed Fusu not to interfere.

Xu Zhi's thoughts were more pure. She really couldn't bear to see someone using advanced tools and doing hard labor all the time.

So she became a serious propagandist for farm tools. She complained that Su Dongpo wrote poems to promote this tool, but she drew it on silk and they still didn't know how to use it.

Before going to the fields, Chen Ping tried to dissuade her.

"Then you go." She asked someone to hand him a rice-raising horse.

Chen Ping could find a way to force the farmers to use these things, but if he had to do it himself, he would be at a loss for these skills. If Ying Hehua was an embroidery idiot, then Chen Ping was a useless person with clumsy hands and feet. When he was poor, he would rather eat his sister-in-law's rice than work in the fields. Not to mention using transplanting tools, he might not even know how deep to plant the rice in the fields by hand.

"...I," he gritted his teeth and followed the movements on the painting.

"I never see you being so slow normally." Xu Zhi glared at him.

Chen Ping made up his mind and decided to do this very indecent action. He sat down with his butt. Mud in the field splashed and the sliding wooden trough sank!
He remembered that he stood up too quickly and did not take off his shoes, so he was about to sink.

Sometimes being handsome does have its advantages. For example, when Xu Zhi saw the peasant women looking at him with pity and sympathy, he could only curse them in his heart.

"I just gave you a wrong introduction."

How could she look like a princess? The way she rode on the rice-planting horse was a little funny. But she didn't care at all, and explained while doing it, "This thing looks like a boat, with its head and tail raised. It's a sharp tool for transplanting rice. It's called a rice-planting horse."

"Yanma? What is this?" "Can this really save energy?" "Little girl, you should go home and rest!"

The girl turned a deaf ear to it.

Zhou Bo, wearing a bamboo hat, watched silently from the crowd. Because Yin Tong was suddenly imprisoned, he was alert that the big shot from Kuaiji was about to take action.

This girl looks unfamiliar, but she is happy to show up as a woman in this remote place. She must have a powerful backer behind her.

She deliberately spoke the Chu dialect, but not the accent of Kuaiji, and it had a bit of the accent of Chenying and Shangcai.

Zhou Bo just listened to her continue. "To plant rice, use your right hand to plant the rice seedlings placed on the bow of the boat into the field, and then use your feet to gradually move the rice seedling horse backwards."

I saw her slowly and lightly moving like a swallow. During the conversation, the movements that required her to bend over, lean over, lower her head and stretch her hands time and time again were completed by just sliding back and forth.

After seeing the scene with their own eyes, the old farmers were finally convinced.

Mr. Chen's body, which had been hunched over for years, straightened up at this moment!
"This requires quick movements and agility."

"Transplanting rice seedlings, what about pulling them out?"

She glided back and pointed to the rear, "If you need to pull up the seedlings, use both hands to pull them up, tie them into bundles, and place them in the hold at the back of the boat. This will increase efficiency and reduce labor intensity."

They were eager to try, so she struck while the iron was hot.

"It is not easy to make a rice seedling horse. I see that you are suffering from the scorching sun, but you spend a lot of time and don't practice it properly. My family also suffered from this when they were not yet prosperous. So I introduce it to you. There is this thing in the world, just like a good horse can travel a thousand miles a day."

"I have just come to Kuaiji, and I have made the acquaintance of all of you. I am willing to share this with you."

"However, I am disobeying my father's order to bring these out. Merchants cannot survive without profit. If my father gets angry, I am afraid I will never be able to do business again. If you think it is convenient, please spread the word. I will be very grateful."

Knowing how to control people's psychology, she became Zhang Liang's apprentice and naturally was successful in everything she did.

No. After she finished speaking, she put aside the money, and many Chu people were very willing. Later, when they took away these new farm tools, they were sympathetic and cherished.

Then Chen Ping came forward and asked the government to buy the rice seedlings from the so-called merchants, and then sell or rent them to farmers at a low price. In addition, Xu Zhi specifically ordered that some rice seedlings be made smaller so that women could also help in farming.

Word of mouth spread quickly, and the name of Kuaiji County Yangma spread rapidly during the busiest season.

She also learned the legalist's tricks vividly, and she would not do things that would not bring her fame. Therefore, in order to build momentum for her future visit to Chu, Chen Ping packaged it in his hands. The story that Princess Yong'an would come to Chu soon and sent people here in the guise of a merchant woman to do good deeds was soon told vividly.

However, the reality is more down-to-earth than people think.

Xu Zhi probably still had the modern habit of thinking in terms of practice, but he didn't know that except for the spring ploughing ceremony, it was absolutely impossible for the nobles to go to the fields themselves, let alone teach the common people how to use farm tools, which was something that ordinary agricultural officials at the county level would not do.

Here Liu Bang waited for another county-level official.

"Master Li, why don't you give Ji Yi a clear answer?"

Li Xian's scabbard was cold. He didn't waste any more words with him and directly threw the Han crossbow that he had shown to Li Si and Ying Hehua in front of him.

Liu Bang was shocked. ! Did Li Xian know?
He didn't want to escort the nobles of the Three Jins.

Because he met a man in Liu County when he was traveling to Qi State.

Liu Bang had been a knight-errant under Zhang Er for three years, but Zhang Er was killed by him on the streets of Xianyang, which made Liu Bang shudder. In his early years, he used the old case of Yingchuan to trap the Zhang family in Xianyang, and before he knew it, he was involved in the bloody case of the witch clan in Chu.

How could Liu Bang dare to be so foolish as to listen to a few words of excitement among his brothers and think that Li Xian was an easy person to flatter and follow him into the political turmoil?
Liu Bang heard from the nobleman in Liu County that Yong'an was attacked that year and has not recovered since then.

In terms of shamelessness and black heart, Liu Bang felt that he could really compete with Li Xian.

Why ask to marry the emperor's daughter? Li Xian wanted to be the closest to the center of power.

For example, at this moment, Liu Bang rushed to the front and said, "I am just a petty clerk who usually does some small mailing business. I am really not worthy of your attention."

"Liu Ji."

Liu Bang half raised his head, "?" Seeing that the other party did not move at all, he hurried forward again, "Sir. If you want to know the origin of this thing, I will tell you, but... but, the person who held this thing has been dead for many years!"

"died?"

Seeing his expression change slightly, Liu Bang immediately bowed and retreated to advance. "Yes. He died many years ago. ... This was the order issued by Prime Minister Li when he was still the Minister of Justice."

Liu Bang confused the difference between the Zhang family and Zhang Liang.

He thought of Lu Wan's words and a light flashed in his eyes. The person who came from Kuaiji was definitely not just a high-ranking official like Li Xian. If it was Li Xian, based on his style, how could he let him keep his life when he offended Han Nu?

Liu Bang speculated that there might be someone of real status and nobility in Kuaiji. That was the person who wanted to see him.

So, he tentatively said, "If Ji's wife has offended me, please forgive her."

Li Xian suspected that there was something wrong with his ears or eyes.

He really felt that Liu Bang's approach was somewhat familiar...

Little did they know that Xu Zhi was a middleman.

The one in front of him was the original version, which embodied the ideal of a real man who could bend and stretch, not be afraid of complexity, recruit heroes, and respect the wise and humble.

The night rain in Kuaiji County always carries a fishy smell.

Zhao Rong was carving a peach wood doll with a Wu Gou. The doll's left leg was wrapped with the name Ying Hehua written in cinnabar, and the waistband was made of blue silk from the Chu land.

"Chu has three households?"

She suddenly chuckled, "Fu Chu might never have thought in his hell that he would actually marry Yong An five years after his death."

"In this case, it would be better to let the phoenix of Xianyang break its wings first."

Zhang Cang's calculations suddenly fell apart.

Three red-lacquered bamboo slips fell from his sleeves, on which were the nursery rhymes spread by Chen Yu: "Mars guards the heart, the black bird breaks its wings."

He stared at the Chu-style cloud-thunder pattern on the end of the letter, and suddenly understood why Zhao Gao asked him to calculate this year's autumn harvest - that day was the "auspicious day" for the Chu people to worship Donghuang Taiyi.

He aimed his spearhead directly at Ying Hehua, and wanted the father and daughter to be suspicious of each other, and then hit her with one blow.

But if they attack at the same time, which side will win?
On the chessboard of Mount Zhongnan, between black and white, there is no regret in making your move.

"You won't help her?"

The clues on Mo Qi's desk are entangled with Ying Hehua.

He looked up and saw that the flowers had faded and autumn was approaching.

He could only say to Han Fei: "She is playing the game of fate. I am powerless to stop her."

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Su Shi of the Song Dynasty wrote in his preface to the Song of Rice Planting Horses: "When I visited Wuchang, I saw that all the farmers rode rice planting horses. They used elm and jujube trees as their bellies to make them slippery, and catalpa and sycamore trees as their backs to make them light. Their bellies were like boats, their heads and tails were raised high, and their backs were like tiles, so that they could leap in the mud with their legs wide open. They tied straw to their heads to tie up the rice plants, and walked a thousand fields a day. Compared with working with a hunched back, they had no time for both work and leisure."