Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 850: Relapse of old illness?

Returning to Shouchun from Jingzhou, going downstream, it was the autumn harvest time, and one could even feel the joy of the people on both sides of the river.

Not only had Linyi rice been promoted long ago, but Li Ji, who was well aware that increasing production was closely related to planting technology, had already guided agricultural officials, based on later experience, to begin studying various ways to increase grain production.

This year, after years of research, we have summarized a series of practical solutions.

Moreover, large-scale dual guidance has been provided to the public through newspapers and government agencies to achieve effective technology dissemination.

This year will be regarded as a bumper year in the eyes of the world.

Occasionally when they stopped at the bank of the Yangtze River, Li Ji would go to the nearby farmland to inspect it personally, and the smiles on their faces became more and more widespread.

In the past, people often farmed based on experience. Even if they were aware of some tips to increase production, they did not dare to implement them easily.

After all, the cost of trial and error is often something that ordinary people cannot afford.

If we really want to increase production, the government must personally step in and push it from top to bottom.

Unfortunately, in the past, the imperial court’s agricultural officials either had not yet worked out ways to further increase production, or, due to the government’s collapse and corruption, they simply did not pay attention to this aspect.

At this moment, Li Ji looked at the vast expanses of golden color in front of him, and joy appeared in his eyes.

A temporary change may be something to be proud of.

But what really made Li Ji happy was that under his influence and guidance, "agronomy" in the true sense was developed, and the agronomy of this era was no longer a vassal of the Confucian system.

It has made agricultural officials fully aware of the correct direction for increasing crop production, and they have continued to explore and research along this certain path.

In the past, Li Ji realized that the most absurd thing about an agriculture-based farming civilization is that there is no real "agronomy".

Now, even if Liu Bei died, A Dou would succeed him, or even if A Dou died, his descendants would succeed him.

"Agriculture", which has proven its importance, will certainly be equivalent to the foundation of the country, and no one's will can shake its importance.

This will not only benefit the present, but also future generations.

Who knows, within a few decades, a large group of agricultural officials who have experienced the chaos and famine in times of turmoil may become so obsessed that they may actually develop various fertilizers that increase production in the sense of later generations.

If we were to be more idealistic, with the continuous research of "agronomy" as a backup, no matter which direction the Han Dynasty took, there would no longer be the despair of starving people everywhere and a country without food.

In this joy, Zhuge Liang couldn't help but smile and said.

"Teacher, when you return to Shouchun, you may see documents sent to the desk by local governments requesting permission to build granaries."

Li Ji smiled without saying anything. He glanced at Jiang Gan, who was also pretending to be happy, then returned to the ship and continued his journey back to Shouchun.

Along the way, I don’t know if it was an illusion.

As Li Ji sailed downstream along the Yangtze River, he could faintly smell the fragrance of rice flowers. With his good mood, the boat seemed to have passed through thousands of mountains in the blink of an eye and arrived at the port near Shouchun.

The only thing that made Li Ji feel a little regretful was that when he arrived in Shouchun, the Mid-Autumn Festival had already passed.

However, as soon as Li Ji entered Shouchun, Xu Shu, with a bitter face, blocked his way at the city gate.

Li Ji understood what was going on, but pretended to be ignorant and said, "Why is Yuanzhi here? If there is nothing important, why don't you wait for me to go back to the mansion to take a shower and change clothes..."

"teacher!"

Xu Shu's eyes were filled with tears. He bowed and said.

"I am guilty of failing to persuade the king. Please go and dissuade the king from his absurd behavior as soon as possible."

"Ok?"

Li Ji frowned.

Jiang Gan was shocked!
As expected, as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were not in Shouchun, Li Ji only needed to stay away from Shouchun for a while, and Liu Bei's old illness would inevitably relapse and he would be unable to suppress his desire for pleasure.

Jiang Gan knew very well that once people indulged in pleasure, it would be difficult to stop them.

Immediately, Li Ji said with an unpleasant look on his face.

"How is the king?" Xu Shu stepped forward, afraid that his expression would get out of control, so he covered his face with his sleeves and cried.

"Since the teacher left Shouchun, the king has listened to the slander of Yuan Gonglu and others, and has been holding banquets and feasting every day, not to mention neglecting state affairs."

"I don't know who has bewitched the king to build a high platform and name it Tongque for his enjoyment. He has even transferred many craftsmen who were building the new capital..."

Li Ji stood up angrily and shouted angrily.

"absurd!"

Jiang Gan couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

Tongquetai?
The King of Han inherited the legacy of Emperor Ling.

"Where is the King of Han now?"

"They are drinking and having fun in the palace." Xu Shu sighed.

"Go to the Han Palace."

Li Ji immediately ordered the carriage to change its route and head straight for the Prince of Han's Palace. As soon as he got off the carriage, he wanted to break into the palace.

However, Li Ji, who had been granted the privilege of entering and leaving the palace at will by Liu Bei, was stopped at the gate of the palace.

At this moment, Li Ji was so angry that he couldn't help laughing. He stared at Xiahou Bo, who had a blank expression, and asked.

"You dare to stop me?"

"The King of Han has ordered, please forgive me, Prime Minister." Xiahou Bo replied coldly.

Li Ji took a step forward and asked.

"What if I insist on going in?"

The guards led by Xiahou Bo had to step back, but they did not make way. Instead, they bowed and said.

"Please don't make things difficult for us, Prime Minister."

The expression on Li Ji's face changed back and forth for a while, and he waved his hand and said.

"Forget it, forget it. Please pass on the message that Li Zikun from Longxi wants to see the King of Han or not."

"Please wait a moment, Prime Minister."

Xiahou Bo agreed, then waved to a personal guard behind him and asked him to go and pass the message.

Li Ji stood at the gate of the Prince of Han's mansion with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Gan quietly glanced at Li Ji's seemingly calm profile, then looked at the tightly blocked entrance to the Prince of Han's mansion, and realized that the Prince of Han was afraid that he would not see Li Ji.

Sure enough, just a moment later, the guard came back with a red mark on his forehead as if it had been hit by a wine cup.

"The King of Han has ordered: Let the Prime Minister go back. The world is at peace now. I am only here with my ministers to celebrate the harvest. Please don't come and disturb our mood."

Of course, judging from the embarrassed look of the guard.

Jiang Gan understood that Liu Bei's tone would definitely not be as calm as that of his personal guard, but would be full of impatience.

Moreover, Jiang Gan understood Liu Bei to some extent. The country was peaceful under his rule, and Liu Bei was usually strictly controlled by Li Ji. It was a rare opportunity for him to indulge himself, so why would he want to see Li Ji again?

"Prime Minister, why don't you go back home first? Come back tomorrow." Jiang Gan stepped forward and persuaded.

Li Jimo said nothing and remained motionless.

Zhuge Liang, Sima Yi and Pang Tong, who had accompanied them along the way, were all full of doubts, as if they were still in a dream today.

This situation... is a little weird in every way.

(End of this chapter)