Hanhou

After summer sowing is autumn harvest.

The heavy corn ears bend the stalks, and the wind blows from the north, blowing a golden wheat wave.

The closer it was to the autumn harvest, the more Zhao Jia tensed his nerves. In addition to organizing people to patrol the fields to drive away the birds and small animals that ate the grain, he also asked experienced farmers every day to confirm whether the weather would change, whether to Grab it early.

It's not that he's worrying unfoundedly, but his previous experience told him that God's face can change at will, and if he doesn't make preparations in advance, it's hard to guarantee that this year's harvest will be ruined again.

"Don't worry, sir, there won't be any rain in the next few days." Uncle Xiong's body had already healed, except for the two long scars across his chest, there was no trace of serious injuries.

Wei Qing'e and the elders took care of the affairs of the village, Hu Bo stayed at the livestock farm, and Xiong Bo took turns taking the young and strong to the fields.

This gave Uncle Xiong more leisure time, according to Zhao Jia's instructions, he taught the children and teenagers how to shoot bows.When they are interested, they will pick up a long stick and show them how to break the horse's leg and kill the enemy to survive in the chaos.

After Ji Xia passed, Zhao Jia was so busy that he didn't touch the ground every day, either in the field or in the village, and at the same time taught Wei Qing and others to read and practice calligraphy.When I have a little free time, I will go to the Martial Arts Field to watch teenagers and children practice.

When the boy and the boy each selected a few targets and took turns shooting arrows, Zhao Jia leaned against the fence, patted the bay red horse's neck, let it graze on its own, and then discussed with Uncle Xiong about the autumn harvest.

"A lot of wasteland has been opened up this year, so make some preparations in advance to avoid panic."

Knowing Zhao Jia's worries, Uncle Xiong thought for a while, and proposed to Zhao Jia that he could organize people to go to the fields to harvest in the near future.

In addition to Quyuanli and columbine carts, craftsmen and old farmers gathered together to make tools for harvesting millet.Although a lot of ears of grain will be left in the process of use, which requires manpower to clean up again, it can save a lot of effort compared to harvesting entirely by manpower.

Seeing the finished product for the first time, Zhao Jia didn't recognize what it was for a long time.

After a brief explanation, the craftsman pulled up the baffles on both sides of the car body, pulled out a wheel-shaped scimitar, and put a steer on the front of the car, and one person stepped on the railing and drove it away with a whip.Grain carts move forward slowly, and where the wheels pass, the tall grass is cut down.Although it is uneven and still needs a lot of improvement, Zhao Jia is still dumbfounded and amazed.

Again, some things are not impossible, but unexpected.

Once the tulle is lifted, the power that the working people can exert is beyond imagination.

If it is said that Quyuanli and columbine carts have Zhao Jia's factors in them, the grain carts are actually produced in the Western Han Dynasty, and they are all condensed with the wisdom and hard work of craftsmen and farmers.They can't tell the so-called mechanical principle, but they can make it directly, which has to be amazing and respectful.

"Eight grain carts have been produced. The craftsmen are rushing to work, and the young and strong carpenters are also helping. It will be increased to ten within three days." Uncle Xiong pressed his shoulders, turned his arms twice, and raised his voice to stop Boy, let them continue aiming at the target of 150 paces, [-]% of the arrows can hit the bullseye, and then move the target to [-] paces.

"Ten frames should be enough." Zhao Jia put his arms on the wooden fence and leaned forward slightly, "We will start harvesting the wheat tomorrow, and finish harvesting the wheat fields as soon as possible, and then harvest the millet fields."

Uncle Xiong nodded, seeing the teenagers and children shooting empty arrow pots one after another, he turned to Zhao Jia and asked, "How many arrows did you practice?"

"No." Zhao Jia stood up, stretched his arms twice, and said with a smile, "I'm going to the wheat field later."

Uncle Xiong didn't say much, he watched Zhao Jia leave, stepped forward, asked the young man and the child to put down their bows and arrows, each grabbed a wooden knife, and practiced chopping with each other.

The women gathered by the stream and beat the commoners with wooden sticks.

Wei Juan and several young girls carried wooden tubs and buckets, and sent the washed clothes back to the wooden house to dry.

When Zhao Jia passed by on horseback, the girls stopped and saluted Zhao Jia with a smile.Two of them were even blushing, until Zhao Jia walked away, still reluctant to look away.

"Ah Que, don't look at it." Wei Juan tugged at the girl's sleeve, not as if joking with his companions, but reminded softly, "Mr. Zhao Lang has a title, and he will be an official in the future."

A look of sadness flashed across Ah Que's face, and the girls also became silent.

"I know." Ah Que raised his head and said firmly, "Mr. Zhao Lang is very kind. Even if I can't marry, I like him."

After speaking, the girl's mood suddenly brightened, and the sourness disappeared.Immediately, he raised his voice and sang the tune passed down from ancient times. The singing voice was clear and sweet, expressing his admiration for the boy.

The girls were all infected, walking forward while responding to the voice.The singing voice may not be so beautiful, but it carries the heartiness and vitality unique to Bian County.The two teenagers passed by with tools on their shoulders, facing each other, without paying attention, they almost bumped into each other, and a joke was made on the spot.

A few white clouds drifted across the blue sky, and a golden-brown figure passed through the sky, leaving behind a loud roar.

The wind from the prairie overwhelmed the emerald green grass, bulging the sarong on the girl's body, and blowing away the black hair on her temples.Singing and laughter blend into the wind, entwined with each other, and drift away together.

The decision to rush to harvest was made in a timely manner. Just as the wheat fields were harvested and the millet fields were half harvested, rain clouds began to pile up in the sky, declaring that a heavy rain might come at any time.

In order to avoid the loss of millet fields, everyone in the livestock farm was mobilized, and there were not enough grain carts, so they took sickles and went to the fields one after another.Teenagers and children stopped practicing arrows, and went to the fields every day to help cut the grain and pick up the leftover ears of wheat.

Everyone is racing against time, and as the sun sets, they simply light torches on the edge of the field, ignore the bites of mosquitoes, and use bullocks to pull the grain carts to harvest overnight.

Because there are many wild animals in the livestock farm, Zhao Jia often ordered sheep to be slaughtered. Everyone often ate animal livers, and occasionally fish soup. , basically no accidental injury will occur.

Young adults, women and old people went to the fields in turn, and the millet fields were quickly harvested.The harvested millet is sent to the granary, where it is dried and shelled when the weather is fine.

Zhao Jia was busy with everyone, for five whole days, he could only sleep two to three hours a day.When all the fields were harvested, Zhao Jia returned to the livestock farm, and before he had time to eat, he poured down a bowl of clear water, and his eyelids began to fight.

Wei Qing and Ah Zhi have been following Zhao Jia, tired and sleepy, also yawning again and again.

Seeing this, Zhao Jia simply called all the children into the house, without washing up, just fell on the couch, and let's get enough sleep first.

The autumn night is still a bit stuffy, and the mosquitoes are even more annoying.

Ms. Sun specially smoked it with herbs, and after the mosquitoes were driven away by the smoke, she put an ice basin in the house and put down the fine cloth on the doors and windows, finally allowing Zhao Jia to sleep well.

In contrast, the young and strong seemed to be more casual. They gathered in the barn, spread straw mats on the ground, and fell asleep one by one.Too tired, snoring one after another, not to mention the yelling of mosquitoes, it is estimated that thunder can not wake up everyone's dreams.

In the middle of the day, the livestock farm was still very quiet, with no sign of waking up at all.

It wasn't until the dissatisfied camels rushed out of the fence, and there was a cry from the cattle and sheep pens, that Xin Zhao, who was sleeping by the barn, suddenly woke up, sat up with half-closed eyes, staggered out of the wooden door, splashed water on his face, and became refreshed After that, he immediately turned around and went back, "kicking" Zhao Puonu and Gongsun Ao awake who were still snoring.

The youngsters made a lot of noise. The young and old were woken up one after another. They sat up and saw that the sun was rising and there was no sign of rain. Drying in the valley field.

The human voice was heard inside the wooden house, Zhao Jia opened his eyes, and found himself surrounded by three heads, the future general Da Sima was lying on his chest, his little face was pink in sleep, purring like a cat, he couldn't help it Just want to laugh.

There was a knock on the door, Zhao Jia put Wei Qing on the couch, got up and walked to the door.

The door opened, and Mrs. Sun was carrying a rattan basket, which contained noodles, meat sauce, and a bowl of pickled vegetables.

"Lang Jun, it's getting late, it's time to get up and eat."

Smelling the aroma of meat sauce, Zhao Jia's Wu Zang Temple sang a big show.Immediately thanked Mrs. Sun, reached out to take the basket, turned and went back into the house.As soon as the basket was put down, Wei Qing and Ah Zhi sat up one after another, some were rubbing their eyes, some were still yawning.

"Lang Jun?"

"Are you up? Wash your face and hands, and get ready to eat."

As Zhao Jia said, he carried the children off the couch and hugged them. A thought suddenly came to his mind: He seems to have the potential to be a kindergarten principal?

After dinner, everyone started to get busy again.

The youth and the women were busy drying and threshing the grain, while the young men returned to the fields with their children to pick up the fallen ears of grain.More than a dozen large dogs followed the children, chasing the hares and voles that ran from the fields.

The golden eagle flies through the air, swooping down from time to time to grab the prey that is fleeing in a hurry.

Hares and voles attracted many hunters. In addition to foxes and weasels, two black hawks flitted through the air.The golden eagle immediately threw away the hare, and rushed up with a loud cry.With a menacing look, it seems to be solemnly saying: this is its territory, dare to come here to hunt, have you asked the uncle for his opinion? !

Wei Qing straightened up, put the ears of grain into the rattan basket, and tied up the hare that the black dog had bitten with a rope. Seeing the battle in the sky, he confirmed that the golden eagle had the upper hand, gave up the idea of ​​drawing the bow, and continued to pick up the ears of grain.

While the border residents were busy robbing them, Bianjun was stepping up his military training.

Wei Yue and Li each led a cavalry out of the fortress, and when they found that all the Hu tribes were driven away, those who were unwilling to leave directly drew their swords and bows and drove them out by force.For two full months, a vacuum was forced to be cleared between the border of the Han Dynasty and the grassland.

After the previous battle, Chang'an and Longcheng did not completely tear each other apart, but they were not far behind.

The Xiongnu did not send any more envoys, and the Han Dynasty did not have any intention of contacting the other party.On the contrary, when the military minister Shanyu returned to Longcheng and was busy sorting out the interior, Emperor Jing issued several orders to open the treasury, train a strong army, tame war horses, and equip cavalry with new harnesses.

Considering the wear and tear of horseshoes, some officials who raised horses suggested that horseshoes can be nailed.After testing, it was proved that it was feasible, so Emperor Jing issued an order to Tang Yihou to supervise the matter.

The Marquis of Tangyi did not serve as an official in the court, and he was entrusted with less than [-] households, but he overwhelmed other Marquis Che to become the son-in-law of Emperor Wen, and became the only eldest princess of the Wen and Jing dynasties. Apart from his father and ancestor Yu Yin, the most important reason was that There are iron officials in his fief!

Chen Jiao was designated as the Crown Princess, but Emperor Jing still did not grant Chen Wu an official position, but ordered him to be in charge of the harness, which invisibly added a bit of weight to the Tangyi Houfu in the court.

Whether things are good or bad cannot be generalized.

Compared to Liu Xing who was overjoyed, Tang Yi Hou Chen Wu looked dignified.

On the surface, Chen Wu, like Wang Xin, has ordinary intelligence. Standing with Dou Ying and Liu She is basically the fate of being abused.

But this does not mean that the two are really mediocre and thorough.

Not to mention Wang Xin, Chen Wu's grandfather, Chen Ying, used to be an official of the Qin Dynasty. At the end of the Qin Dynasty, the world was in chaos. its political wisdom.

Inheriting his father's grandfather's style of conduct, Chen Wu did not make any achievements in the court, but Tangyihou's mansion was always stable.

At the same time as he received Emperor Jing's order, Chen Wu realized that something was wrong.However, the imperial decree has been issued, and he has no room to resist the decree, so he can only thank the grace tremblingly.

Looking at Guan Tao who was beaming with joy, Chen Wu's lips moved, but he turned and left the main room without saying anything.

Standing on the porch, he began to seriously consider whether he should be seriously ill.

However, thinking of the daughter who has already been designated as the princess, and thinking about the sons who are not clear-headed, Chen Wu finally turned pale, sighed, and dismissed the idea.

So far, he has no choice but to walk forward step by step according to the direction drawn by the emperor, even if there is a steep cliff in front of him, he has to jump with his eyes closed, even if the end is to be smashed to pieces.

In Weiyang Palace, Emperor Jing drank the decoction, coughed a few times, and ordered the eunuchs to summon King Linjiang into the palace.

Liu Che is studying with the Taifu and is not with Emperor Jing.When the eunuch retreated and the palace door was closed, only Emperor Jing and Liu Rong and his son were left in the room.

Liu Rong is saluting with his body upright, with his head on the ground.

Emperor Jing didn't make a sound, he just looked at his eldest son with a complicated expression, and then he cried out in a deep voice after a long time.

Liu Rong sat in front of Emperor Jing with lowered eyes and a respectful posture.

"The queen mother said that you want to guard the border?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I have committed a great crime, and only by guarding the frontier can I redeem my sin." Liu Rong bowed his head again, touching his forehead to the ground.

"Raise your head." Emperor Jing said in a deep voice.

Liu Rong hesitated for two seconds, and finally straightened up, looking at Emperor Jing.

"Take Linjiang Kingdom, you are still the prince, you can live in Chang'an."

"Father, my son was once a prince, and he is old." Liu Rong's eyes were calm. After the words came out, there was no fear in his heart, and some were just relieved. .”

"... Can you blame me?"

"Father is the son of heaven, and everything he does is for the peace of the country and the people. If the son can't contribute in the court, he can finally relieve the father's worries." Liu Rong said calmly, "I ask the father to Xu'er to guard the border and defend the country as a commoner , to resist Hu Kou."

Emperor Jing stared at Liu Rong, and said for a long time, "I will consider this matter."

"Thank you, Father!"

Emperor Jing was willing to see him and listen to his demands, which was beyond expectations.Liu Rong didn't dare to ask for more, and immediately bowed and left the announcement room.

Walking down the stone steps, I met Liu Che head-on. The two brothers faced each other. Liu Che frowned slightly, not knowing what to say, but Liu Rong smiled slightly and bowed first: "I have seen the prince."

"Brother..." Liu Che took two steps forward and held Liu Rong's arm.

Liu Rong raised his head, looked into Liu Che's eyes, and smiled warmly and sincerely: "The prince grows taller, and in a few years, he will be more powerful than the brothers."

Liu Che looked at Liu Rong with complicated eyes.

"Brother Uncle came to see Emperor Father?"

"Indeed." Liu Rong nodded and continued to smile, "If there is no accident, I will stay in Chang'an for a while. If the prince is free, you may as well come to my mansion. You and my brother can talk too."

"Okay." Liu Che nodded.

After the two brothers chatted a few more words, Liu Rong left the palace.

Looking at Liu Rong's back, Liu Che stood silently for a long time, his eyes turned from complicated to firm, then turned around, stepped up the stone steps, and walked towards the announcement room where Emperor Jing was.