New Story of Lv Bu

At this time it is early spring, the cold winter has passed, and the warm spring is coming. The people who had been nesting for the winter walked out of their homes to the fields, burned the stalks of crops, and turned over the frozen land with a hoe. Feed the cattle with soybean material, repair farm tools, and prepare to start farming after Qingming.

There are working people everywhere in the snowy wilderness. Everyone has a piece of land, either in exchange for meritorious value, or loan from the government. Suddenly, there were a lot of new faces in the four towns and eight towns, who had fled from outside of Bingzhou, or were Qiang people who had moved inward. A small number of Qiang people with a deep Sinicization chose to live like the Han people, and they established their own villages.

"Zhao Weng, why are there so many Qiang people?" "Hey! They are all Qiang people who moved inward. Taiyuan County resettled 10,000 people and built five villages in total." "There are so many?" "Is this still few? As for the 300,000 Qiang people, the majority are in the five northern counties, and the four southern counties only accept 40,000." "Are they also under the management of Taiyuan County?" Where can they be? They are assigned under the command of Lieutenant Huqiang. "

Wearing a hat on his head, an arrow shirt with short sleeves, and a few guards behind his back, Lu Bu was walking in the fields. Grain is the foundation of the country. Last year, the taxes in the five northern counties were exempted, and the granary that has bottomed out in the state depends on the harvest this year. Counting the 300,000 Qiang people who migrated inland and 500,000 refugees from other prefectures and counties in Han Dynasty, the population of Binzhou has reached a staggering 1.5 million.

Although 1.5 million people are nothing compared to the population of Qingzhou, Xuzhou, Jizhou, Yuzhou, and Si Li Xiaowei, but the population was less than one million when the state was in its heyday! The food consumption brought by 1.5 million people is huge. In order to feed these people, the state has already spent all the money, and the granary can starve rats to death.

From late March to early April, a crop of wheat can be planted, and then millet and various vegetables can be planted. When the wheat is harvested in July, a crop of soybeans can be planted. Wheat and millet are the staple foods of Binzhou people. Ugh! It would be great if there were corn and potatoes, these two are drought-tolerant and high-yielding crops, and can fertilize the fields. A crop of winter wheat must be planted in September and October! Lu Bu secretly made up his mind.

One of the main tasks of Conmandy’s caravan was to find the seeds of corn, potatoes and peppers. In Lu Bu's memory, these were all introduced into Africa from the Americas, and might have spread to Daqin and Anxi via North Africa. As long as the seeds are found, they can be returned to Bingzhou from Anxi via Kangju and the Western Regions. But since Conmanty went, there was no news.

There are a lot of cattle in the fields, and both the cattle plow and the human plow are used. This is the result of the vigorous promotion of Lu Mo's workers. Lu Bu remembered that Lu Mo was full of excitement, patted his chest and promised to increase production by more than 50%. That day, both Lu Bu and Lu Mo were drunk.

With a heart full of thoughts, Lu Bu returned to the prefecture, and went to see Yan Yan first. Yan Yan was already very pregnant, and she was walking around the room with her belly hunched, eating various snacks. Seeing Lu Bu coming in, Yan Yan was taken aback, and hurriedly hid her snacks behind her back.

"Don't hide, it's okay to eat more, but the child is too big to give birth." Lu Bu said softly while supporting Yan Yan to sit down. Yan Yan was relieved now, and her face immediately flushed like an apple. "The midwife said, it's okay. Somehow, I always want to eat." Lu Bu smiled: "Then open up and eat, just to make up for what I didn't eat before!"

"I heard that Taiyuan Wang's family proposed to you?" Yan Yan asked in a low voice. Lu Bu's face turned black immediately. To tell the truth, he gets along as a friend to Adele. As for Adele's femininity, he has long been obliterated in his heart. "Look at you, what's your black face? This is a good thing!"

Lü Bu raised his head in surprise, and Yan Yan, a political idiot, finally said something quite level. "Who told you this?" "No one told me, I figured it out by myself. Think about it, 300,000 Eastern Qiang people, and the royal family of Taiyuan, they were **** with you through Adele. I can't even tear it apart."

Yan Yan stared at Lu Bu fixedly, "I have asked all Cai as a matchmaker to come to the door to propose marriage, so that you won't be embarrassed."

In a blink of an eye, Qingming arrived, the weather was excellent, the planting was very smooth, and the farming time was not missed. Lu Bu rarely drank a few drinks and drummed a zither before he fell into a deep sleep. In his sleep, he heard someone calling loudly: Wenhou! Happy! Lu Bu suddenly opened his eyes, Lu Mo was holding a cloth baggage, his face was full of smiles.

Seeing Lu Bu waking up, Lu Mo gently spread his burden, and five thread-bound books exuding ink fragrance appeared in front of Lu Bu's eyes. With a light turn, it is a neat and uniform Song typeface: "Spring and Autumn". Lu Bu's face was unbelievable, looking at Lu Mo, the meaning was very obvious, succeeded? Lu Mo nodded with a grin, meaning success.

Lu Bu stood up shivering, flipping the pages of the book gently with his thick fingers, tears rolled down his eyes instantly. Suddenly, he hugged Lu Mo abruptly and patted him on the shoulder, but he couldn't say a word.

Hou Cheng entered the palace again and followed Cao Jie swaggeringly. Behind him was a cart full of books and papers. This is Lü Bu's first batch of books and papers to pay tribute to the emperor. It can be expected that the emperor will be extremely happy. With the praise of the emperor, these books and papers will surely sell for a good price in Luoyang City! A book might be worth a thousand dollars.

At the end of last year, Zhang Huan wrote a letter to beg the bones. After several rounds of official documents, His Majesty finally agreed. Now Zhang Huan has been serving as the Jiu Jiu of Bingzhou Jiangwu Hall in Jinyang, and he is also known as the Taishan Beidou of Bingzhou with Cai Yong, the Jiu Jiu of Hetao Academy. In the first phase of Bingzhou Jiangwu Hall, 1,000 students were enrolled, all of whom were top soldiers in the state and county soldiers. Zhang Ranming had long been reluctant to think about it.

All the stalls in Luoyang City were thrown to Hou Cheng, and the business was too busy. He had to mobilize hundreds of people from the Silver Fox Ghost Army and put them in various businesses. Even in places where Hongdumen School is so hot and hard to get a ticket, the Silver Fox Ghost Army mixed in thirty or forty, two of them. The three are still mixed.

Hou Cheng has a big hand, is good at figuring out the world, and has good friends everywhere. In Luoyang City, it was all over the place for a while, and everyone respectfully called Mr. Ziyu without a name. The important occasions of aristocratic families are all complacent about being able to invite Mr. Ziyu to attend. It is your majesty's palace, and Hou Cheng can always go there once or twice a month.

"Huh? What is this?" The emperor was writing, it was a bird and insect seal. "Your Majesty, the old slave is here to congratulate you! This is a tribute to the general Lu Bu of the Liao Dynasty. It only arrived today, and the old slave rushed in." Cao Jie tremblingly held out the five classics printed in movable type. There is also white and thick paper.

The emperor was immediately moved. As a half-bottle vinegar literary youth, this thin book of Five Classics gave him a huge shock, far more than Western wines. That is a kind of desire and expectation! The long-awaited dream has finally come true, and it is at the most unprepared time!

"Good! Very good! Very good!" The emperor wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands. "Those are paper, how is it better than Caihou paper?" Caihou paper has long been able to produce energy, but it is too thin and shatters with a little effort, so people still use wooden slips. "Your Majesty will know if you try!" Hou Cheng spread out the paper confidently.

"Okay, white! Slippery! Thick!" The emperor hit the point with a single mouth. He picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink in the sea of ​​ink. The pen went to the dragon and snake and wrote four characters on the paper: Mr. Ziyu. He brushed a piece of paper and wrote three characters: Wenhou paper. The font is Han Li, and the characters are good, but they seem to be lost. The emperor pondered for a moment, and took a seal from his side and changed it. There were four characters: Master of the body element.

The emperor waited for a moment, waiting for the ink to dry out. "Good paper! Good paper! Hou Cheng, this is what I gave you!" Hou Cheng suddenly wailed: "Your majesty's grace, the minister will serve the dog and horse in return!" "That's it." The emperor stretched out his hand. Pulled him up. "Let's talk about it, what does Wen Hou want?" His Majesty really pays attention to goodwill, so he can do business after receiving the money.

"Your Majesty, the output of this book and paper can't come up, and the cost is heavy. Is the monopoly right to be granted to Lu Bu in accordance with the old example of Western Region Wine?" The business of Western Region Wine, Tianzi and Yuyang Hou Caojie both have shares. , The emperor is 15%, and Cao Jie is 10%. The emperor nodded: "Good! But I have to make sure of my expenses."

Hou Cheng immediately followed the ladder to the house: "Your Majesty's fee will definitely be guaranteed, but there must be a limit of five cars per month!" "Twenty cars!" "Ten cars! The rest will be sold for money." !" This sentence moved your majesty, your majesty's desire for money is well known throughout the country. "Good! Deal!"

Seeing Hou Cheng lazily bargaining with the emperor, Cao Jie really wanted to kick him, dare to bargain with the emperor for a change? You are too courageous! Must teach this fellow a lesson, let him know the importance! When he was out of the palace, Cao Jie was deliberately cold and frosty, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Unexpectedly, a gentle and soft voice stopped him. "Master Hou, Wen Hou and Ziyu have prepared some small gifts for Master Hou to laugh at him!" Reaching out for smiling faces is a common rule in officialdom. Cao Jie had to take the gift list and take a glance. Forty sets, ten cars of Wenhou paper are newly released.

Yuyanghou's face immediately turned cloudy and cloudy and clear, and it was already a spring breeze when he raised his face. "Wen Hou is too polite!"

The auction of Wenhou paper and the five classics of thread-bound scriptures will be held seven days later. The two characters engraved with the master's private seal of the body have long been framed and placed in the most prominent position. Everyone who enters the hall can see it. Clearly. "Huh? This is?????? Oh, Mr. Ziyu, we are old friends, we must save some soup for me this time!" "Hou Ye, I'm so sorry! The person staring at me Too much! Hahaha! In case they get caught?????? Hahahaha!"