Win the Ding 1617

( ) is late again.In order to express my apology, five thousand words are here.Do you have something too?If there are more than [-] clicks today, we will come to another chapter. <.

Shouhan took a small boat and headed south along the coastline from Hejing to Lingjiang Estuary, um, was it an inspection or was he looking for an excuse to give himself a chance to travel at public expense?Publicly funded travel does not seem to be counted, and now the money and food expenses everywhere seem to be out of his pocket.

The students who graduated from the first batch of Zhengshitang have been working as security chiefs, inspectors or teaching instructors for nearly a year. The reason why they have different positions is due to no other reason. For the first time, the population was recruited to reclaim wasteland. According to one hundred Han people, The standard of fifty natives did not make up that many households.Moreover, according to Shou Han's inner thoughts, under the standards of Han people and native people, they need to be subdivided.The original subjects of the General's Mansion and the settlers from Fujian and Guangdong should be composed in a ratio of [-] to [-], and the natives who belonged to each other should also be from all ethnic groups. "You want to eat first-class pot, don't get to know first-class pot." This is what Shou Han and several chief executives explained when they were on business.

In this way, it is difficult.

With great difficulty, 140 guarantors and [-] households were collected, and they received farm tools and rations according to the location determined by the lottery, and led the buffalo rented by the general's mansion to reclaim wasteland.

The remaining 90 people had no choice but to act as teaching instructors (that is, a mix of agricultural technicians and literacy class teachers) and patrol inspections (oh, similar to security directors or militia company commanders?), and played their own role in various villages. and hot.

However, even so, Shou Han still happily opened the second phase of Zhengshitang.The period is much longer than the first period, eight months.

The purpose of going south this time is to check the situation of reclamation everywhere.

Along the way, Shouhan is in a good mood. After a year of hard work by the farmers, the original thorn hazel grass has now become a farmland that has begun to take shape.Ditches have been dug around several forts with better conditions, and water has been drawn to irrigate the paddy fields that have just been reclaimed. Occasionally, people can see the cheerful bodies of small fish swimming around in the water.People transplanted the early rice amid bursts of laughter and exclamations.

Everything is so vibrant.

"My lord, if there are no accidents, this year, we will no longer be able to provide rations to the Baobao who reclaimed wasteland in the 47th year of Wanli. Next year, these fortresses should be able to turn over the public rations."

Zheng Quanfang, who is in charge of land reclamation, is also smiling.

Shou Han couldn't laugh.

Although the news has not yet come, Shou Han is very clear that not long ago, in the 47th year of Wanli, the Saerhu War broke out.In this battle that determined the direction of the Chinese nation, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were killed and injured under the random command of the stupid civil servants, and countless supplies and food became the spoils of slavery.The situation in Liaodong began to reverse.

I can't wait!

This is the reason why the Shou Han went south to various forts and villages to inspect and supervise.

I don't want to comb my hair with a money mouse tail in the future!

From south to north, hundreds of villages and forts, like chess pieces on a chessboard, seem to be randomly scattered on the ground, from the seaside to the mountainside.

The newly built villages are intermingled with the original villages. According to Shouhan's design and planning, the new villages basically have about 150 households, and the distance between them is half a day's footsteps for an adult man.In this way, not only can there be enough arable land area, but also they can rush to help each other quickly and help each other when something happens.

Facts have proved that such a design is correct.

In the past year, 89 forts and more than [-] attached villages of various sizes were harassed by mountain natives, who either burned crops or looted villages.

However, in front of the spears of the strong men led by the head of the Tunpu, those natives who used to be extremely fierce became vulnerable, and their villages often became the residence of the new Tunpu.Under the joint attack of the garrison and the guards, the population, women and children, livestock, and food in those villages became another round of seizures, adding fresh blood to the Shou Han cause.

"My lord, according to your suggestion, the more than 23 Baos in the west near the mountainous areas planted wheat on the slopes, and the [-] Xinbaos in the mountains planted sweet potatoes on the mountains. Last year, they basically achieved food self-sufficiency." Zheng Quanfang said. The things about reclaiming wasteland and farming are like a few treasures.

"After going back, in the name of the general's mansion, reward those 23 guarantors in the mountain area and more than [-] guarantors on the slopes! In addition, tell the chief guarantors in the mountains that they can trade with the mountain people, as long as those people follow our rules Come, we can trade with them what they produce, such as wood, mountain products, medicinal materials, gold and silver. Salt, cloth, grain, silk, ironware!"

Especially wood, what Shou Han urgently needs now is the wood that can be used for shipbuilding. Originally, he wanted to use the roller kiln technology to quickly dry the wood, but after some calculations, there are two unpredictable problems: [-]. The life of the ship [-]. The number of qualified sailors.

Based on these two points, Shou Han still gave up the idea of ​​quickly raising troops, honestly collected wood, dried it, and then recruited sailors for basic technical training.

"My lord, look!" a guard exclaimed, pointing to the sky in the distance.

On the distant skyline, there are gorgeous colors, like brocade, with distinct layers.The clouds in the sky are like layered cakes, and they are constantly gathering and surging under the urging of the wind.The strong wind not only stirred up the clouds, but also stirred up the sea water. On the distant seashore, rows of huge waves hit the coastline. The sky and the earth were like a dark eggshell, sometimes gray, and then quickly turned black again.

Shou Han's heart sank. It was summer, and it was the summer westerly wind season. However, he did not expect that the tropical cyclone formed from the South China Sea would combine with the summer westerly wind.

Strong winds, or typhoons are coming!

"Quick! Get on your horses! Go back!"

A group of people jumped on their respective horses one after another, whipped hard, and galloped towards the nearest Tunbao.

When the strong wind, or this typhoon in summer, came, Yan Meier was about to go out to Tiangong (Mazu Temple) to offer incense.

"Madam, please slow down." Yan Meier's confidant housekeeper Cai Pozi supported her hand, got on the car seat steadily, quickly lifted the curtain of the car, asked Yan Meier to do it well, and then yelled at the driver , "My wife is going to heaven to offer incense, you should be safe on the way."

The four guards, the two accompanying maids, and the two coachmen all sang promises, "I will wait for you carefully."

The coachman was about to shake his whip and set off when several horses trotted towards him, and the leader was Fu Bo, the steward of the General's Mansion.

"Where are you going, ma'am?" Uncle Fu came to the car and got off the horse to greet Uncle Fu. Seeing that it was Uncle Fu, Yan Meier immediately ordered someone to lift the curtain of the car, and got out of the car to greet Uncle Fu.

"Forbe is working hard."

"My wife is going to the Mazu Temple to offer incense to Mazu and pray for a good rice harvest this year." Mrs. Cai spoke eloquently and told the whereabouts for her master.

"My old man walked around the area, and the rice has already started to grout. Judging by the situation, the harvest will not be bad. There are several workshops, and the children are also very motivated. Just now, at the pier, the rations distributed to those Xinbao in the south have been loaded. Let's start, look at the appearance of the rice, those fortresses in the south this year should not need our mansion to provide rations."

In a few words, the two of them communicated about their respective affairs.

"Okay, the old man will not delay his wife's time, the wife will go back early."

Yan Meier went to offer incense, in addition to the high-sounding purpose of praying for a good harvest and the success of her man's career, she also had her own selfishness in it.

That is, ask for a child!

In a blink of an eye, she has been taken into the house by the guards for more than two years, but, according to the behind-the-scenes discussions of the gossip women in the mansion, "After so long, the back of the buttocks is still bare, it seems that it is a blessing to be born of!"

She also discussed it with her confidant Mrs. Cai in private. Mrs. Cai also helped her find pills such as menstruation-regulating seed pills to take, but there was still no good news.

She still has a thin face about the matter in the curtain, so it's not easy to tell Mrs. Cai.

"Ma'am, you might as well put a pillow under it when you are happy with your lord. It will be easier to have happy news." Mrs. Cai is someone who came here, and quietly pointed to the master.

Hearing this, Yan Meier blushed even more, that damned enemy!He has much more embarrassing tricks than this one!

It seems that it must be in the sandalwood mouth of others every time. . . .

While thinking wildly, looking out from the car, I have already seen the cornices and bucket arches in the sky and the pair of huge flagpoles in front of the door.

"Madam, it's windy, shall we still go to offer incense?" Xiu Zhu, a new maid outside, asked her loudly amidst the wind.

On the flagpole, the two large flags embroidered with "Protect the people" and "Guotai Minan" were torn by the strong wind, almost becoming a plane, and the flagpole groaned softly in the wind.

"Already at the gate of the heaven, there is absolutely no reason not to go in."

The typhoon is coming.

People ran back and forth, yelling loudly, checking their boats and houses for the last time to see if they were safe and could withstand the storm.The housewives struggled to pick up the clothes that were drying outside, and then moved the firewood into the kitchen.Feeling uneasy, he looked at his rice tank and barn.

A few old farmers didn't know whether it was rain or tears criss-crossing their faces. The rain hit the bamboo hats and coir raincoats and flowed down their bodies.

In front of them, there were patches of green paddy fields, gratifying paddy crops, groaning in the wind and rain, falling down one by one in the majesty of the storm, and standing up after being kneaded one by one, swaying in the wind.

"It's over! This year's harvest, this season's rice harvest, is over!"

The downpour brought by the typhoon pierced the hearts of the elderly like sharp arrows.They looked at each other, the corners of their mouths moved a few times, but they were speechless.

"It's okay! The general has ordered that every family must have more than one year's ration reserves. Although this season's harvest is complete, it will not go hungry." An old man didn't know whether he was reassuring himself or comforting others.

Children don't think so much like adults. In their view, this is the time when they can easily obtain the fruits of their labor. The fish swimming out of fish ponds and rice fields along the water are caught in the streets and fields. A group of teenagers chased and blocked them, screaming happily, catching their prey.

There are also those children who are waiting for the trees floating upstream by the river, with ripe fruits on them. They use long bamboo poles to remove the fruits from the branches and enjoy the gifts given to them by the heavy wind and rain.

The children's behavior is unavoidable to be scolded by adults troubled by sadness, impatience and other emotions. Amidst the scolding, they bare their backs, kick and tread water, and go to other places to find happiness.

While looking at the rice lying in the water, people looked at the place where the backbone of their hearts was.Ha Tinh's General's Mansion.

At this moment, in the General's Mansion, people finally waited for news from Li Shouhan.

Yan Meier, Fu Bo and other people didn't care about the many people, they gathered around the four guards who accompanied Li Shouhan to inspect the south.

After holding the brazier to roast for a while, and pouring almost a pot of ginger tea, the faces of several people recovered a trace of blood.

Huang Acheng, the chief of the guard armor, took out a letter pouch from the oilcloth bag tremblingly.Check carefully whether water has entered and whether the documents inside have been wet by water.

"How about the adults?"

"What are your orders, sir?"

Several people asked one after another.

"Everything is fine, my lord! I am currently checking the disaster situation in the Yuzibao area."

"Amitabha! Mazu bless you!"

Hearing that Li Shouhan was safe and sound, and that he was inspecting the disaster in the Xinbao, which was sorted in thousands of characters, people immediately relieved their worries for several days.

"Is there anything your lord wants you to bring back?"

After being happy for a while, Uncle Fu turned the topic back to the topic.

"If you come back to Manager Fu, let us bring it back if you have something to say."

Huang Acheng calmed down a bit, "First, after I come back, the mansion must inform everyone in a hurry that the fallen rice should not be lifted up, and those who violate it will not be given rations after the harvest has failed!"

ah? !this?

"Secondly, after the rain stopped, ditches were immediately organized everywhere to drain the water from the fields as soon as possible."

"Thirdly, the general will organize disaster relief in that area in Yuzibao in the near future, and order you to report the damage to Hejing after finding out the damage."

"Fourth, this item is ordered by the general. Quickly organize the workshops in Taipingdong, the smelting field, etc., stop all work in hand, collect straw, lime, etc., and prepare according to this method. Within five days, be sure to follow the instructions of your lord All requirements are ready for production. Violators will be punished!"

This is the unprecedented strict order of Shou Han since he ascended the position of general, and everyone present, as well as those who heard this order, felt a chill down their backs.

While the rain was still falling sparsely, the various factories in He Ting began to operate slowly but absolutely powerfully like a huge waterwheel.

Stacks of straw and piles of leftover wood from the sawmill were piled together and burned into ashes. Then, officials and slaves braved the high temperature to collect the ashes. They were also told that if the mission was not successful, If the disaster relief is delayed, although the adults will not kill their heads, the standard of food will definitely be lowered.

In the fields, people used shovels, oh, no, steel shovels made of nine-turn steel, to dig deep ditches to drain the water accumulated in the fields, and warned each other not to help the rice that fell into the water.

Soon, the new substance produced by boiling plant ash and lime water together was sent to the paddy fields after the disaster.

"That's it! Scatter it in the fields, [-] catties per mu!" Soldiers from the Phoenix Garden, Qilin Camp, Xuanwu Camp, and Guards Camp, as well as officers at all levels, used vehicles, horses, and people to carry it on their backs. Basket after basket of unknown-looking things were pulled to the fields. "Your Excellency has something to say! If you sprinkle this thing in the field, the rice will naturally stand up after three to five days. Spread it according to the standard of one hundred catties per mu of field!"

For the shortfall, everyone uses their own straw, five catties for one catty, to pay to the mansion, in exchange for this fetish that is said to make the fallen rice stand up on its own.

Fu Bo recruited almost all the vehicles that He Jing could use, and took out more than 700 official slaves to transport these supplies southward to help those disaster-stricken Xinbao and the newly attached villages.

"It's just these things, if you sprinkle them on the ground, can the rice stand up by itself?" Several old farmers couldn't say that they were dubious about this, they almost didn't believe it at all.

Regarding their doubts, others used Shou Han's own example to fight back, "Since your lord took over the throne, which one thing is not unbelievable? Which one is not of great benefit to us? It is always good to listen to your lord! "

have to!These words make people speechless, anyway, the scene in the field is also hopeless, and he simply treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor.Since the adults let you spread this thing, then just spread it.

Unexpectedly, three or five days later, when people gathered together on the field to discuss when to replant rice, they were suddenly surprised to find that the rice that had been lying on the ground a few days ago had now straightened up. She lowered her waist and was trying to stand up straight!

"Crackling! Crackling!" The sound of firecrackers exploded one after another in various villages.Countless people flocked to Hejing from all over the place, and kowtowed to the general on the school field outside the general's mansion.

The hundreds of Jiangbei villages that had just been attached for less than two years, under the leadership of a group of villagers headed by Meng Linkan, came to thank them with drums and gongs all the way for hundreds of miles.

<Xia, Shou Han made Litian powder after the typhoon, which won the hearts of the people.

As soon as this item came out, people who were already mentally prepared for the final harvest were surprised to find that compared with previous years, many plots seemed to have increased slightly!

"Tell me, what's in your Litian powder?" After some intense intercourse, Yan Meier asked softly as she leaned on Shouhan's sweaty body.

"It's nothing, just boil plant ash with lime water. Your husband and I are chosen by the gods, so the gods will help us naturally."

"Tch!" Yan Meier laughed coquettishly, "Then tell me, why didn't you know about this disaster earlier? Let us lose two lucky boats and more than 3000 shi of grain on board. Well, how did you Stop talking?"

"Oh! Oh, this, the secret must not be leaked, how can one know that it is a blessing if one loses one's horse?"

Yes, a blessing in disguise, how do you know it's not a blessing?