The ancient farming life of liberal arts scum

Qing Lingwei's cleanup of the surrounding bandit dens lasted for half a year, and the entire Nanguan Mansion was carefully swept through. In just half a year, Qing Lingwei's reputation spread across the country.

Qing Lingwei gradually spread the name of chivalry. Wherever Qing Lingwei passed by, the people lined up to welcome them, and countless women showed their affection to Qing Lingwei's soldiers either shyly or directly.A year ago, Shen Ge and others had to worry about Qing Lingwei's marriage. Now there are many people who admire Qing Lingwei, not to mention regular wives, but there are also many who are willing to be concubines.

Xun Feiguang ruled the army strictly, Qing Lingwei had a very upright atmosphere, the admiration of women and girls was admiration, three matchmakers and six hires were needed to formally get married, and there was no private communication.

Shen Ge discovered a certain problem from here.

"What's the problem?" Xun Feiguang quickly recalled the recent events, but in the end he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Shen Ge leaned on his lap, heard the words and raised the book in his hand, "Brother Xun, didn't you realize that the reputation of Qing Lingwei is only spread among the common people, and there is no story about Qing Lingwei?"

"Huh? So what?" Xun Feiguang looked at his fair and handsome face, feeling puzzled for a moment.

Shen Ge played with his slender fingers, looked up at him, and said: "Many people spread the reputation of our Qing Lingwei, which shows that our Qing Lingwei is indeed popular, but if there is no new drama to talk about this, even if we We, Qinglingwei, have won the hearts of the people, and once someone secretly instructs us, it will be easier to discredit us."

Xun Feiguang quickly realized, "Do we need to explain what Qing Lingwei did to the hearts of the people?"

"Yes, that's it! I don't even remember the propaganda work, it's too late to start now." Shen Ge sat up suddenly, and also remembered that if no one wrote scripts and plays for them, they could do it by themselves, so they endured He couldn't help saying: "No, I have to write some scripts for our Qing Lingwei, and I have to write scripts for operas, so that people can talk and sing, and gain a good reputation."

Looking at ancient and modern times, if you want to stand up in a weak position, you must at least gain a good reputation.

Looking at the Three Kingdoms, you can see that Uncle Liu Huang didn't see any talent. Because of his good reputation, people all over the world favored him, and they all praised him when writing letters.On the other hand, Prime Minister Cao, who knows everything about poetry and strategy, has a reputation as a traitor, and even a villager will scold Cao thief when he mentions him.

Even if Shen Ge was only a liberal arts scumbag in his previous life, he was very familiar with Marxism-Leninism and other contents, and one of the very important ones was propaganda.

If the publicity is good, the change of dynasty is not a problem.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Xun Feiguang couldn't help but shook his head, "There's no need to fight overnight."

"Tomorrow after tomorrow, there will be so many tomorrows. Come on, Brother Xun, sharpen my ink quickly." Shen Ge simply pulled him to the desk and took off a brush, "I'm used to writing these scripts. I also roughly know what Ling Wei does, I just need to copy more and use some skills."

The first thing Shen Ge wrote was the storybook, and he had already practiced his ability to write the storybook. When he wrote the story of Lingwei, he wrote it according to the chapters of the novel, and then incorporated the skills of the martial arts novels of the previous life, and the writing volume was ups and downs.

Xun Feiguang watched his writing and helped him sharpen the ink by the way.

After a while, Singer Shen has finished writing.After writing for about an hour, Chapter 1 has begun to come out.

"How?" Shen Ge handed the wet script to Xun Feiguang to read.

Xun Feiguang watched him write, read it again at this time, and still couldn't help sighing: "Good."

Shen Ge is no longer the little scholar who earns his living by writing scripts in Kunjiu County. When he writes scripts, there is no need to wait, someone will immediately take them out and print them, and then send them to various studies for sale.

Soon, the storytellers in restaurants and teahouses also began to tell new stories about Qing Lingwei. At the same time, many theater troupes were busy arranging plays about Qing Lingwei.

In just a few days, chatting about Qing Lingwei has become a trend in Nanguan Mansion's gossip. Many people like to say a few words when they are free, some from the speech books, and some say what they heard.

The legend of Qing Lingwei started with Shen Ge, and then spread rapidly among the people. After various processing, the story of Qing Lingwei quickly spread to the north.

The imperial court has always paid attention to the Nanguan side, especially Xun Feiguang's affairs. As soon as they heard the legend of Qing Lingwei, the old foxes in the imperial court could smell the impending storm.

It is said that the emperor dropped his cup on the spot after receiving the secret report, blushed with anger, and panted, "Wolf ambition! For a long time, Nanguan has known Lingwei and Xun Feiguang, but he still knows Zhen and my Yan?!"

The people below were silent like cicadas, not daring to make a sound.

Accompanied by the eldest prince, when the emperor's anger subsided a little, he picked up the memorial on the ground and asked in a low voice: "Father, do you need to call Xun Feiguang back?"

The emperor was silent for a moment, and finally with a gloomy face, he still shook his head, "Well, even if you call him back, everyone in Qing Lingwei will just turn from light to darkness."

As soon as these words came out, the weakness of the imperial court was undoubtedly evident.

Xun Feiguang has suffered a lot and gained a lot in all these years of fighting in the north and south.His reputation as the Great Yan Army God has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and no one in the court would dare to sing against him openly.It's okay to offend others, but if you offend this god of killing, your head might move at some point.

If Xun Feiguang really became ruthless, it is impossible to say that Dayan Jiangshan would have to change his surname to Xun.

Although there were many loyal ministers in the imperial court, none of them wanted to use their heads to test the disadvantages of Xun Feiguang's sword.

The ministers did not dare to fight against Xun Feiguang, and the emperor also had no confidence when facing Xun Feiguang.A few years ago, he allowed others to poison Xun Feiguang, and the friendship between the monarch and his ministers was almost destroyed. At this moment, no matter how confident the emperor was, he did not dare to test whether Xun Feiguang would really rebel.

The emperor rubbed his hands on the table, his face became more and more gloomy. Since Xun Feiguang was seriously injured by poisoning, his personality has become a little more ruthless. Now there is another Shen Ge beside him. Once the two get together, it is impossible to tell what the situation will be.

The emperor was looking forward to getting along with Shen Ge and his ministers before, but as more and more information from the Nanguan Mansion came back, the emperor already understood that Shen Ge had no respect for the imperial power, if not, he would not be able to see his ambition, Even if the emperor tried his best to offend Xun Feiguang, he would send someone to get rid of him.

The imperial court is still suspicious here, but the joy of harvest is ushered in Shen Ge's other end.

Since autumn, the crops planted by the students of the Agricultural College under his leadership have been harvested one after another. After half a year of intensive cultivation, these crops have grown very well, and most of them can be called a bumper harvest.

Among the same crops, Shen Ge specially selected the varieties he wanted, disease-resistant varieties, varieties with more fruit, varieties with large fruits, etc., and kept them for planting, and the other crops were harvested from the ground.

According to the law of genetics, he decided to further cultivate the outstanding traits of these seeds. For example, if a field with many fruits is opened alone, and then replanted after harvesting, each time the plant with the most fruits is selected and kept as seeds. Get high-yield crops.

Shen Ge was a liberal arts student in his previous life, and he didn't learn much about the relevant content, so he didn't know much about it, but now that he has enough time, he can remember as much as he can.Try a few more times, even if he can't get any results in the end, the student may have results.

As long as the Feiguang Academy exists, there will be students and there will be students, and if it is passed down from generation to generation, it will eventually yield very impressive things.

Genetic screening has not made much progress here, but the potatoes on the other end have been successfully grown. The yield of potatoes is more than [-] catties per mu, which is four times more than that of rice in the same period.Of course, the water content of potatoes is relatively large, and their weight is also an important reason.

Even though the potatoes had enough water, the potato planting was a great success. Shen Ge and the students from the Agricultural College even went to the restaurant to celebrate the double.

This year is only the first year, Shen Ge and the others have not yet matured, and the various requirements and taboos of potato farming have not yet been figured out. After cultivating several times and gaining experience, I believe that the yield of three thousand catties per mu of potatoes is no problem.

After the potatoes were harvested, Shen Ge thought about promoting potatoes. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided to hold a potato-eating creative contest in Qing Lingwei.He didn't expect that because of this, he had another big luck.