From winter to spring, fragrant grass grows inside and outside the wall, and the green sky becomes a beautiful scenery.
Xu Zhen sat at the city gate and yawned.
A few sandy-faced peddlers came along the road. Xu Zhen checked her identity and bought some grape and tomato seeds from it, planning to plant them in the autumn sun.
She hid the seeds in her pocket.
Passers-by from Pingliang saw her through a wall and whispered about her.
"That is the customs order of the military law in the last battle of Longmen."
"Get out of my way - oops! You don't look particularly good, are you demoted from Chang'an?"
"That's right, there was a barbarian with her, who killed many of her own family that day."
"Wow!!"
The exclamation came to Xu Zhen's ear along the cool wind, Xu Zhen smiled and ignored it, and when the veteran came back from dinner, she skipped work shamelessly.
Back home, Xu Zhen started farming.
In the past few days, she has planted a lot. When the weather is cold, she uses a greenhouse to maintain light and temperature. Now many plants have grown small seedlings.
The mall is not updated, and she is not willing to spend too much merit points to buy books on rice planting. She simply wrote a book from her memory and distributed it to several farmers as an official, asking everyone to pass it on to each other. You can ask her directly.
Walking to a certain place, the farmer opened it and looked at the content. When he saw the content of hybridization and shortening of the season, he was greatly surprised and felt that it was completely unacceptable.
The farmer scolded: "You are not from a farming family. You don't know the depths of our farming family. It is the most basic thing to respond to the sky. You are acting against the sky."
Xu Zhen explained with a smile: "How can this be against the heavens? "Huainanzi" said that it is necessary to use the human resources to maximize the wealth of the earth and use human resources. I am just using human resources to expand production by relying on the world."
The farmer said: "Ridiculous!"
"And the most important thing is not against the season, but the technique of growing rice." Xu Zhen was not worried about offending the farmers, she said, "Although Pingliang is a dry land, at least it is possible to grow a single crop of rice. If you make good use of it before Qingming During this period, there is no need to worry about the harvest this year.”
It was Emperor Shunzhi of the Qing Dynasty who first invented rice planting in the northern drylands. After he became a monk, he was named "Monk Xingchi". Because he was saddened by the famine in the north, he devoted himself to research and invented the method of growing rice in drylands.
Several farmers looked at the brochure after hearing it, and couldn't believe it.
There are still a few who are still yelling: "You Confucian scholar, what do you know about agriculture!"
Xu Zhen said: "Whether I understand it or not, the above things are all achievable, and if you don't do it, and the neighbors do it, there will be a huge difference when the time comes, so don't be surprised."
After provoking, he waved his sleeves and left.
The few farmers left behind looked at each other, wondering whether they should plant or not.
In the end, many people secretly decided in their hearts that they should try it without using half of the land.
The farmland is square and lying in all directions, and the yellow sand is blowing, leaving rolling stones on the dry land.
Xu Zhen doesn't necessarily want these people to grow any powerful crops. She has money, so she can go to the surrounding areas to buy them. It's just that if these farmers grow more, the price will be much cheaper.
With a small calculation in her heart, she walked to the academy to attend class.
During this time, the little beggar returned to the barracks, and Xu Zhen felt that life was boring, so she had to continue to plot the game she had set.
The Spring Palace Examination is approaching.
The study atmosphere in the academy has been good recently, Ge Xier is preparing for the imperial examination, so she no longer comes to the academy, and Xu Zhen has replaced a small follower.
It was a student who went to Longmen Hualou together, named Mingyue.
The girl Mingyue is slightly different from the general martial arts students in Pingliang. She looks smart, but she seems to have no brains. After being helped by Xu Zhen, she has been pestering Xu Zhen, saying that she will be Xu Zhen's personal maid.
Xu Zhen doesn't want it.
Mingyue didn't leave, and asked Xu Zhen from time to time: "Mr. Xu, how did you come up with the art of war? When can I be like you?"
Xu Zhen is very good at answering such questions. She said earnestly, "Of course I study hard. You must know that when I was your age, I got up every morning at Mao, went to the academy at Chen to start my morning reading, and then went to the playground to keep fit , I can only go home at five o'clock, and I have to do a long time of homework at night."
Mingyue was shocked after hearing this: "Sir, didn't you have almost no rest time that whole day, it's really amazing, it's even harder than practicing martial arts."
Xu Zhen said: "Basically, the students around me are working hard, and even the predecessors are trying to borrow light and hang on the beam. I can't stop studying."
Mingyue felt ashamed after hearing this.
Xu Zhen talked about the situation when she was studying in the past, she was a little nostalgic, and she calculated casually, it has been a year since she traveled here.
This year was quite fruitful. I taught a few students, earned some money, met the ancient emperors, was promoted and demoted, and now I live in the frontier area with peace of mind for the elderly.
In a few more years, I probably won't be able to remember clearly what happened before the time travel, and my memory may decline, and I will completely integrate into the life here.
She should leave something behind.
But no matter what, fortunately, there are little beggars and students by my side.
A smile appeared on Xu Zhen's face.
Walking into the study hall, Mingyue returned to her seat and sat down. Xu Zhen began to give a lecture, talking about the content of hundreds of schools and some modern knowledge she still remembered.
When it came to the lunch break at noon, a student shouted to Xu Zhen: "Mr. Xu, some of our students are about to take the imperial examination. Do you have anything to teach?"
Xu Zhen was shocked.
It turns out that these warriors from Pingliang Academy also participated in the general examination of policy theory
She asked curiously: "How many of you are going to take part in the imperial examination?"
The students below stood up, there were three of them, two girls and one boy, with a slightly arrogant face, it was indeed not easy to pass the autumn exam in Pingliang.
Xu Zhen asked, "What do you want me to teach?"
The student said, "Mr. Hope will teach His Majesty the issues of concern."
"The issues of concern are nothing more than the problems of the common people." Xu Zhen said in a general way, and then asked, "What political ambitions do you have?"
What the three students said was also simple, one is "non-aggression", one is "doing nothing", and the other is "emphasis on agriculture and restraining business", which sums up the thoughts of Mohism, Taoism and peasantism.
The court is a hodgepodge, and all the officials have their own beliefs.
Xu Zhen said: "It's good to express it according to what you think. Theories of a hundred schools of thought have their own strengths and weaknesses. When you explain your ambitions, you will definitely be picked on by the Holy One. But so what, there is no such thing in the world. Absolutely round."
Three students asked: "Sir, you have been an official before, do you know what the Holy Spirit likes?"
Xu Zhen said: "If you ask me like this, I will tell you that the Holy One values Confucianism."
After hearing this, the three students were thoughtful.
Xu Zhen asked, "What are you going to do?"
The student didn't speak, but it was obvious that he was going to put his ambition on Confucianism.
Xu Zhen realized it and asked, "But is this the case? Are you planning to give up what you think? You have to understand a truth. You entered the WTO to realize your ideal country, not to cater to others."
In the past, she might not have said such things.
But now, Liyue is about to collapse.
Society is about to be rebuilt, and no one knows what kind of thinking will keep the world going.
This year's palace examination is destined to become only a small episode.
Whether it's the plot in the book or the path I planned, everything has been clearly revealed.
The turmoil in the world is already a certainty.
Among them, there are her responsibilities, as well as the responsibilities of countless others.
Thinking of this, Xu Zhen couldn't bear it.
The students bowed their heads and still had their own thoughts.
Xu Zhen closed the book, and after thinking for a while, she got up and said to several students, "Everyone."
The students looked up at her, puzzled.
Xu Zhen said: "Chang'an is a long way away, this palace test, everyone, please take care of yourself!"
The voice fell, and there was no movement in the classroom.
These students had listened to many of Xu Zhen's lectures, and also heard Xu Zhen's great truths. They didn't feel anything at ordinary times, but now they couldn't help being moved.
Not only these three people, but the rest of the students also got up one after another. One person saluted Xu Zhen, and the rest quickly followed, and all saluted Xu Zhen.
Xu Zhen returned the gift, and then walked out of the school with the book in her arms.
She expects students to show their ambitions.
But I also know that there is only one Utopia, and it is impossible for everyone to realize their aspirations.
This is still a dead end.
On the second day, a light rain fell in early spring, watering the city gate, moistening the sand and dust, and the grass was only faintly green.
The students rode to the gate of the city and were about to leave. Before leaving, Xu Zhen stood at the gate of the city and said goodbye to them in a white robe.
Ge Xier was one of the earliest students taught by Xu Zhen, and Xu Zhen's affection for her was naturally a little deeper than the other three students.
At this time, Ge Xier was wearing a bamboo hat, riding at the gate of the city, pulling the reins, looking at Xu Zhen from the backlight, and said loudly: "Sir, although I used to be a Confucianist, but now I am learning your theory. The Utopia realized is also the Utopia you have shown me.”
Xu Zhen leaned against the wall with her sleeves in her hands and asked, "How can I have any theory?"
Ge Xier said: "Of course there are. Although I can only comprehend one of the tens of millions of them, I have glimpsed a vast ocean that I have never seen before."
Xu Zhen smiled and said, "You are too good at flattering."
Ge Xier shook her head and said, "This is from the bottom of my heart." After she finished speaking, she praised a few more words, and finally said goodbye to Xu Zhen, and drove away with the other three students around her.
The horses ran away from the dust, crossed the silk-thin river and the barren gentle slope, and headed due east.
Xu Zhen watched from a distance as the figures of several people disappeared quickly.
Before, she was always watched away by others, but this time it was rare for her to be seen off by others, and she felt a little bit reluctant and strange in her heart.
The spring breeze is blowing, bringing rough stones and lingering spring rain.
Xu Zhen shook her head, held up her umbrella, and went home.
The little beggar at home was away, so Xu Zhen had a lot more things to do. She had to plow the land, weed and fertilize, then dry some meat for later use, and finally started frying rapeseed for cooking.
Not long after, the little beggar came back.
Xu Zhen knew that the little beggar was on shift today, and she had been looking forward to it for a long time. When she saw the little beggar coming, she rushed to greet her, hugged the little beggar, and then let go.
Xun Qianchun touched the dirt on Xu Zhen's face and helped to wipe it off.
Xu Zhen said with a smile: "It seems that the land was dirty just now."
Xun Qianchun said: "I will be promoted in a few days, and the days when I can come back can be increased."
Xu Zhen said, "It's pretty good now."
She dragged the little beggar into the inner room and talked about the palace examination.
Xun Qianchun knelt at the square table and listened quietly.
After Xu Zhen finished speaking, she concluded: "There should not be many opportunities for the imperial examination."
Xun Qianchun looked at Xu Zhen, waiting for her to continue.
Xu Zhen explained: "If the political thinking is not unified, the country will definitely not last long. If you... in the future, if you do something, remember to set a five-year goal or something, and unify the core thinking, so that the people can be convinced."
Xun Qianchun nodded and wrote it down.
Xu Zhen also said: "There is also the selection of talents. Those who can only study should not be selected. Business and agriculture are equally important. If the current master can hold important business connections, then things may turn around."
Xun Qianchun asked: "What is the business vein?"
Xu Zhen said: "It is a complete industrial chain. The current situation in Daqing is falling apart. I read the Post News a few days ago. Last year, when the Guannan disaster occurred, the Holy Lord opened a warehouse to release grain. But since then, He has been purchasing grain, and the granary is limited. He continues to purchase and increases taxes, which shows that he does not have a grain-related business line in his hands, and the country's granary should still be empty."
Xun Qianchun said: "Mr. has a profound insight."
Xu Zhen smiled and said, "I know you're not interested, anyway, you don't need to worry about these things, I'll help you look at this kind of stuff, you can fight in the barracks first."
When Xun Qianchun heard the words, his expression was slightly worried.
Xu Zhen picked up the teapot and poured her a cup of tea for her to drink. Xun Qianchun drank it without saying a word.
Xu Zhen tugged on her sleeve.
Xun Qianchun frowned slightly.
Xu Zhen didn't understand what was wrong with the little beggar, so she just said, "Don't be silent, how have you been these few days?"
Only then did Xun Qianchun open his mouth: "I'm doing well, I'm thinking about my husband."
Xu Zhen chuckled: "You must have put honey on your mouth."
Xun Qianchun said bluntly: "No." Then he realized that Xu Zhen was fucking, so he moved closer, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a lingering tone, "It is indeed wiped off, sir, do you want to have a taste?"
Her voice poured into Xu Zhen's ears, causing Xu Zhen's whole body to itch, and her skin was instantly stained pink, from her neck to the tips of her ears.
Xu Zhen hurriedly pushed the little beggar away: "Don't try it!"
Xun Qianchun smiled, but there was some sadness in the smile.
Xu Zhen asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xun Qianchun hesitated in his heart, but he still said it: "There is indeed a big thing happening."
Xu Zhen's heart skipped a beat: "What's the matter?"
Xun Qianchun said: "Yesterday, the Hu people attacked and destroyed a city."
Hu people attack the city? It's been only two months since the last time, which is too fast.
Xu Zhen was a little dumbfounded: "Where did you hit?"
Xun Qianchun said: "The Black Water has been breached."
Heishui is the water of the Yellow River in Yongzhou. It crosses Kunlun and is close to Fufeng. It is a very good geographical location. This place is occupied by Hu people, and it is difficult for Yongzhou to defend it.
The future fate of Yongzhou cannot be decided by the two of them.
It's just that Xu Zhen's original plan was disrupted by this breach, so she had to speed up and shorten the time.
She took the little beggar's hand and asked, "Are you not injured?"
Xun Qianchun shook his head.
"That's good." Xu Zhen said, thinking of many things while talking, she was about to speak.
Xun Qianchun sat up suddenly, lowered his head, and called out in a low voice, "Sir."
Xu Zhen asked, "What's wrong?"
Xun Qianchun looked up at Xu Zhen.
After a while, she said seriously: "Sir, it's not safe these few days. If you don't go out, I will definitely protect Yongzhou."
The spring rain stopped outside the window, and the sky suddenly appeared, bringing a touch of dusk after the heavy rain.
Xun Qianchun said: "I can keep it, but I am really worried about sir."
The continuous cool wind blowing in through the door curtain disturbed Xu Zhen's mind again.
Little beggar...
She once thought that if the little beggar would let her go back to the field and leave this place together, she would definitely agree without hesitation. But she forgot that this person has such a character, how could he have any soft bones when he walked out of the gate.
This is the big villain of the future, a little beggar who will defend Fangcheng for himself.
This person can be humble for his parents, but also proud for the country.
Xu Zhen thought: I really can't live without you.
She looked at Xun Qianchun with mixed feelings in her heart. After a while, she said slowly: "I will enter the army account with you. If you want to talk about the art of war and strategies, I have a lot of them here."