There is no winter in the Tana people. In early spring and February, the sun is bright and the breeze is warm.
Bathed in the golden sunshine, the priest's hall is resplendent and majestic.
The houses of the victims have all been set up, and the victims living in the hall have moved out one after another. The hall of priests has returned to its former desertedness. However, today, it is bustling again. The major lords and islanders rushed from all directions Come, gather outside the hall, looking at the hall of priests with great reverence and excitement.
The great elder came out.
There was a commotion in the crowd, and they all wanted to rush over, but they were all crowded together, and no one could take the first step.
The Great Elder raised his hands to signal everyone to be calm, and the crowd gradually quieted down.
The Great Elder said without anger and prestige: "Everyone, don't worry, listen to me, the priest has found a way to cure the Gu poison, and the son-in-law and the doctors are doing their best to make soup for everyone. Everyone will have it, there is not much difference between one day and two days, everyone does not have to fight for this priority, now, everyone goes to the cavalry army to get a sign, and whoever gets the sign will go in."
The Iron Cavalry Army is just outside the east and west sides of the main hall. There is a sign board on each side. The east side has an odd number, 1357, the west side has an even number, 2468, and so on.
Everyone surrounded them in a swarm. Given the majesty of the Iron Cavalry, the scene did not get out of control, and everything was going on in an orderly manner.
Today's number plates were quickly allotted, followed by tomorrow's and the day after tomorrow's. In short, everyone was guaranteed to be able to get one.
Because of detoxification, a large number of islanders came to the town, including civilians and nobles. This was impossible in the past. After all, they are all descendants of sin slaves, and even doctors are unwilling to come to the town. What's more, what about these high-ranking dignitaries
But I am afraid that from now on, these dignitaries will not be interrupted. Who made a temple of priests come out here
With the light of the Priestess Hall, the town is no longer that barren and lowly place. The true God blesses them. Otherwise, why the whole island was poisoned and only they escaped
The houses are built, bigger, brighter and stronger than the original ones. The victims have moved into new houses and started new businesses. Everything will be a different beginning.
On the carriage not far away, He Zhuo looked at the thriving town, his eyes showed a rare gratification: "I remember I came here once a few years ago, it's not like this."
"What's that like?" Lady Qingyan never came.
He Zhuo recalled that dilapidated small town, shook his head and smiled: "It's not like that anyway."
"Then... is it better or not now?" Qingyan female officer asked.
He Zhuo said without hesitation: "Of course it is good."
The lady officer Qingyan also laughed, and Zhuo Xin is the people, since things have changed for the better, He Zhuo must be very happy in his heart.
He Zhuo said: "Go to another place, I haven't walked around the island for many years, and I still miss it."
Lady Qingyan took a cloak for him to put on: "You have been ill for too long."
The two took a carriage to a village on the island. This village is located between the South Island and the North Island. There is the largest natural freshwater lake on the island. There are high mountains and flat land around the lake. I bought some winter wheat. Most winter wheat was sown in October and November of the first year, and harvested in April and May of the next year. Now February is the time when the wheat grows vigorously. A few pieces of green.
Qiao Wei stood on the ridge of the field, stroking a piece of soil with her fingertips. In front of her was a field that had not been sown, a dozen or so farmers and peasant women looked at her strangely.
She said: "In fact, the soil here is very fertile. As long as it is planted well, it can grow more food than the Central Plains."
This is a bit of an exaggeration. After all, the Central Plains is vast and rich in resources. Even if the entire island is used to grow grain, it cannot grow food in the Central Plains. However, in terms of yield per mu, this place may not necessarily lose.
There is little food in the clan, firstly, there are few people who know how to grow; secondly, the tools are outdated, and even the plow tips they use to plow the land are made of wood. In the Central Plains, they were replaced with iron heads hundreds of years ago; thirdly. , It is also related to other materials that can meet the needs of the island. For example, in the Central Plains, seafood is very expensive, but here, seafood is eaten as a meal.
However, after the detoxification of the Gu poison, the island's reproductive capacity will be greatly improved, the population will increase dramatically, and the demand for food will also increase day by day. Therefore, it is very necessary to increase food production.
As early as last month, Qiao Wei asked the iron shop to make a batch of new farm tools according to her requirements, and today they distributed all of them to farmers for free. She demonstrated how to use them, and everyone looked surprised. They didn't know that the land could be plowed. So fast!
In addition, Qiao Wei also explained the planting methods of many crops - what kind of soil to plant, when to sow, when to remove pests, when to weed, when to harvest, how to harvest, etc.
In fact, long before Qiao Wei, the Presbyterian House sent disciples who studied agriculture to give publicity and explanations to everyone, but what those disciples said were all the precautions in the book, which was too profound for them to understand, unlike Qiao Wei who was herself. Those who have cultivated the land talked about some real things, and the wording was easy to understand, and everyone benefited a lot. If it was replaced by martial arts, it can be said that they suddenly opened up the two veins of Ren and Du.
Although He Zhuo was a little confused about the Saintess Hall, he is indeed a very good He Zhuo. He abolished fifteen exorbitant taxes and reduced the tax on farmers from the original 40% to the current 20%. It does not deliberately emphasize agriculture and suppress business, so the status and taxes of merchants are far less terrible than those in the Central Plains.
The island also has its own army, but the army's military salary does not come from the people. They have to farm, fish, and hunt by themselves.
So generally speaking, as long as the residents on the island are not lazy, most of them can live and work in peace and contentment.
"Little Dolma, do you think it is possible to cultivate land on the mountain?" a peasant woman asked.
Qiao Wei looked at it and said, "It's also possible, let's go and have a look first!"
A group of people followed Qiao Wei up the mountain.
"Tea can be grown here..." Qiao Wei said patiently as she stood on the hillside.
"Little Dolma knows a lot." Qingyan said with a smile.
He Zhuo's eyes couldn't hide his astonishment and joy, but if he separated carefully, there was a trace of distress: "She came through suffering."
…
He Zhuo finally went to the Temple of the Holy Maiden.
The Hall of the Holy Maiden has long since been emptied, and it is no longer the sanctity and prosperity of the past. Standing in the empty hall, He Zhuo has a complicated expression.
Lady Qingyan followed behind him silently, without disturbing him.
She knew what he was thinking in his heart. The Temple of the Holy Maiden did all kinds of bad things. It is not a pity for those people to die, but after all, this place has carried his beliefs and memories for nearly a lifetime. There will always be an unspeakable melancholy and sourness.
He Zhuo came to the apse and stood in front of a room. The door was open, and there were several cold boxes on the ground. He Zhuo walked over slowly, opened the box, and looked inside the box used by the saint. Things, there was no movement for a long time.
Lady Qingyan came over gently, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Is He Zhuo thinking about the saint?"
He Zhuo didn't speak.
The female officer Qingyan said softly: "I know you have always regarded her as your own child. I have no children. I don't know what I would think if my child committed a crime, but when I was very young, I always I broke my mother's things, and I caused my mother to break her leg, but my mother didn't blame me. I am her daughter, no matter how many things I do wrong, even if something hurts her, she still won't bear to do it. Blame me. In your heart... have you never blamed the saint?"
He Zhuo still didn't speak, closed the box, and walked out expressionlessly.
Lady Qingyan knows that at this moment, this man has completely let go of his compassion for the saint. If he regards the saint as his own child, he can ignore the fact that the saint hurt him, but he will not forgive the saint for treating Dolma and her. What the little Dolma family has done.
The female officer Qingyan suppressed her formality, and raised her chin lightly: "Come here."
A maid came over: "Miss Qingyan."
Lady Qingyan ordered lightly: "Take these things to the backyard...and burn them."
"yes."
…
He Zhuo walked out of the yard.
"Let's go, let's go!" A guard walked through the hall holding several flowerpots piled higher than him.
Of course he didn't know that He Zhuo had come to the palace.
He Zhuo made way for him very naturally.
He carried a few big flower pots into the carriage, panting: "Be careful, these two fruit trees are all wanted by Little Dolma, and none of them can be damaged!"
Because the orchard of the Holy Maiden Hall was to be transplanted to Helanbao, the three little ones also came to pick up the leaks, not to mention that the three little ones found a few newly grown fruits, and the three little ones picked them without hesitation. , sat on the steps outside the hall, and started eating.
He Zhuo, who was originally in a very heavy mood, looked at such a scene, and suddenly laughed for some reason.
When He Zhuo left the Saintess Hall, he was in a great mood. On the carriage back to Helanbao, there were three little ones sitting beside him. The three little ones belonged to fishing for oil and water when they were working, and they couldn't be discovered by the boss, so they had to eat hard Now, we must "process" all the two fruits before Qiao Wei comes back.
He Zhuo thoughtfully let the carriage go slowly, until the three little ones had carve up the last two fruits, and they were so chubby that they couldn't even stand up, then they smiled and let the carriage enter to congratulate Lambeau.
I didn't think it before, but now I'm worried about it a lot, and it's a bit like an arrow to go out for a walk.
"Where are Jing Yun and Wang Shu?" He asked.
The maid at the door said: "Jing Yun is practicing calligraphy in the study, and Wang Shu is talking with the priest in the south chamber."
"Uncle, look, this big golden tiger, this gold plate (inkstone), and this bead and comb are all gifts from my grandfather. This beautiful dress is a gift from Mrs. Senna , this glowing bead is a gift from my grandma.”
Wang Shu carried the box and poured all the gifts he got from the Tana tribe on the table, all of them were shining golden, and the leader was drooling.
The leader swallowed his saliva, and said solemnly: "Why do so many people give you a meeting gift?"
Wang Shu spread his hands, and said like a little adult: "Because I am young, children will be given gifts, like uncle, you are your age, of course you can't give them!"
The four words "give me one" stuck in the throat of the leader.
The leader cleared his throat, and said in a tone: "Actually... I also prepared a meeting gift for you!"
Xiao Wangshu's eyes lit up: "Really?"
The leader said in a nonchalant manner: "Of course it is true. As a generous and kind person like me, would I not prepare a meeting gift for my little nephew and daughter? Actually, I have already prepared it and thought about it a long time ago." Here you go... but let's go..."
Having said that, he paused.
Wang Shu looked at him curiously: "But what?"
The leader patted the treasure chest on the table: "Did you see this box? It contains all the gifts I prepared for you, but unfortunately, I lost the key, so... so I can't open it! This kind of lock can't be opened." It's not an ordinary lock, even the locksmiths in Holland Castle can't pick it open, when I find the key, then..."
Before he finished speaking, Wang Shu touched the lock, twisted it lightly, and the lock broke.
Lord leader: "..."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Wangshu ran out with a beautiful big box in his arms: "Brother, brother, come and see! Uncle gave us a lot of things!"
The leader's heart is bleeding, bleeding, bleeding!
"What good things did you send, so happy?" He Zhuo's kind and doting voice appeared around the corner.
Wang Shu ran over, raised her pink face, and smiled sweetly: "Grandfather!"
He Zhuo felt warm in his heart when he was called out, and when he saw her holding a large box of shiny golden things, he just smiled: "So many treasures, who sent them?"
Wang Shu said with a grin: "Given it by uncle! Uncle is doing well! I like all these things!"
The blood in the leader's heart is almost drained...
He Zhuo looked at a large box of golden treasures, was it an illusion? Why do some of these things seem so familiar
Yes, Mr. Hezhuo, you read that right, those are all passed by the leader from Helanbao... One of them is the golden fan pendant that you have been using for many years!