Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

"Why doesn't it matter, the selection test questions were chosen by His Highness!"

"That's right, even the gentlemen in the academy praised His Highness for being great. If you think His Highness is not good, you must look down on the gentlemen of the academy."

"Chijin is right. I don't think you should go, lest you look down on His Highness and study the books compiled by His Highness, how uncomfortable it would be!"

The onlookers laughed loudly, amidst the teasing sound of everyone talking to each other, the man was quickly defeated and fled with his sleeves pulled.

It's just that they were so patronizing and mocking the person opposite that they didn't notice that at some point, the man who started talking to Yao San disappeared, leaving only a few neatly arranged pastries on the table, proving that he had come .

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At the same time, Song Qingyuan also left the city and drove his horse to the farm.

Today is the day to fertilize the seedlings in the field.The fermented fertilizer needs to be diluted before watering the ground, otherwise it may cause burnt seedlings.Song Qingyuan was worried, so he rushed to the field together that day.

In addition to the bean sprouts planted in the field, the spice seedlings that Song Qingyuan ordered were also planted.

Zanthoxylum bungeanum and dogwood are trees that will bear fruit after three to five years.If you plant from scratch, you don't know when you will be able to harvest.Song Qingyuan took a trick and asked his subordinates to buy saplings from places with similar climates and plant them.In this way, it will be fruitful until next year.

In addition to spices, farmers also consciously planted a lot of vegetables in the ground.

Vegetables have a high requirement for water, and after a period of time when the weather heats up, they need to be watered almost every day.

Before they had difficulty getting water, if they were growing vegetables in the fields, the harvest would not be very good.But now that there are canals, irrigation is much more convenient, so they naturally planted a lot of vegetables in the fields.

The vegetable seedlings in the field are green and green, and there are still crystal drops of water hanging on the leaves, which makes people feel happy just looking at them.

Seeing Song Qingyuan approaching, Boyan who was directing the farmers to fertilize in the field hurried over and saluted Song Qingyuan with a smile.

As soon as Boyan saw Song Qingyuan, he hurriedly reported to him the situation of the farmland during this period.

After talking non-stop for about ten minutes, he finally came to his senses, scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked, "Is your Highness here today?"

"It's not a big deal." Song Qingyuan waved his hand, bent down to look at the growth of the bean sprouts, and said casually, "Come here to see how you are fertilizing. Be careful of overwatering the fertilizer, as it will burn the seedlings and it will be bad."

"Don't worry about that!" Boyan replied confidently.

"The fertilizers are mixed with water according to the ratio you ordered. The daily watering amount is also the amount you ordered. I specially sent someone to watch in the field, just in case there is something wrong with the farmers."

It was the first time for the common people to use decomposed manure to irrigate the land. They had little experience and inevitably made mistakes.Song Qingyuan felt relieved when someone was looking at him from the side.

"That's good." Song Qingyuan nodded. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and told him, "When watering, don't use the method of flooding before, and do as I said."

"Subordinates understand." Boyan assured, patted his chest.

The land salinization was serious before, which was ultimately caused by unreasonable irrigation methods.Song Qingyuan specially instructed Boyan on this trip, because he was also afraid that they would irrigate with the previous method, which would cause the salt in the ground to increase again.

When leaving the farmland, Song Qingyuan suddenly saw a tall and tall young man standing under a big tree beside the hillside.

This person's clothing and accessories are very low-key, but his demeanor still reveals his identity.

Unlike Boyan who was busy in the fields, Boyan was born in a distinguished family. His grandfather was the uncle of Lian Ti's father.But he didn't have the aristocratic flaws of the nobles.

Boyan is now dressed in a coarse cloth bunt, with a few spots of mud splashed on his arms, and beads of sweat on his temples.He looked like an ordinary farmer.

The man under the tree had a demeanor that was out of place in the countryside, which made it hard for Song Qingyuan to ignore.

Xu Shi felt his gaze, the man turned his head sideways, smiled and put his hands on his chest, and gave him a unique greeting salute in Mobei.

Song Qingyuan returned the salute with some doubts, watched him walking towards him, and asked, "Are you the third prince of Yanyun?"

Song Qingyuan touched the restless horse behind him, then turned around and looked at him.

What he can be sure of is that Boyan was not here when he was talking to him just now.

Since the other party can accurately call out his identity, it must have dealt with him before, or the other party has known him specifically.

Song Qingyuan recalled it in his mind.

His memory has always been very good, as long as it is someone who has met him, he will never forget it.But he was very sure that he had never met the other party.

Then there was only one possibility left - the other party suddenly appeared here, it was just for him.

Song Qingyuan nodded calmly, and said, "Is there anything you can do to find me?"

The other party did not answer, but instead asked, "Your Highness is going back to the royal court? I happen to be going the same way, why not go together."

Song Qingyuan also wanted to know what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd, so he nodded and agreed.

Along the way, the other party didn't ask him about anything related to him. Instead, he chatted with Song Qingyuan a lot about Mobei's customs, culture and human landscape.

When approaching the royal court, this strange young man finally introduced his name to Song Qingyuan.

"In Chinese, my name should be Dalantai."

Dalantai?The leader of the Hunke tribe?

Song Qingyuan raised his eyebrows.

The previous leader of the Hunke tribe rebelled last year and was shot through the heart with an arrow.The current leader is his son, the one standing in front of Song Qingyuan.

Ever since the Hunke tribe's rebellion was quelled, there had been Lianti's army stationed there.As the leader, Dalantai left the Hunke tribe, there should be a report from the mansion.

Either Dalantai had fooled the guarding soldiers, or he was one step ahead of the postman delivering the letter.

Song Qingyuan thought for a moment, out of his trust in Lian Ti's relatives, he still felt that the latter was more likely.

"The leader's horse is a good horse that can travel thousands of miles a day." Song Qingyuan glanced at the horse the other party was riding, and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, Dalantai was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to his calm and composed appearance.He tugged on the rein and said calmly: "It's faster to walk on the trail."

Song Qingyuan didn't refute, just smiled indifferently, and said: "The leader's temptation to me should be over, so can you tell me the purpose of this move?"

When he was in the Muhe tribe, he heard the news of the mutiny of the Lianti army, and later he specifically learned about the newly appointed young leader.

Da Lantai was the youngest son of the former leader, and he was not favored before.

Except for the ceremony of sacrificing the wolf god or other important matters, the leaders and young masters of the various tribes would not come to the royal court on weekdays.

This year's sacrificial ceremony has not yet started, and Dalantai has not been favored before, his father will naturally not entrust him with any important tasks, and it is unlikely that he will lead this young son who he hates when he participates in the sacrificial ceremony .

In his conversation with the other party just now, although he didn't mention anything about what happened recently.But what the other party said didn't look like he hadn't been to the royal court for many years.

Even if Song Qingyuan was sure, the other party must have come here to look for him after he came to the royal court and advanced to the city to learn about the situation.

His guess was absolutely correct.Da Lantai was the young man who had inquired about the news from the crowd in the teahouse in the city.

Sure enough, after Song Qingyuan poked him, the calmness on the other side disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.He pursed his lips and said, "I want to wait until I see the king to talk about the rest."

Song Qingyuan had roughly guessed what the other party was going to say, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes in his heart, and complained: Even if you tell your king, he will just spread his hands and leave this matter to me deal with.

But on the face, Song Qingyuan still smiled lightly, and said: "The leader will invite you first."

At this time, Lian Ti should still be in the barracks.

Song Qingyuan didn't know if it was appropriate to take the opponent to the barracks, so he took a charcoal pencil and paper from the horse's right pocket.After explaining the matter clearly in a few words, he called a familiar general from among the soldiers on duty at the gate of the city, and asked him to hand over this piece of paper to Lian Ti.

General Lang left quickly after taking his order.

Dalantai is a royal court that came quietly without official procedures.That being the case, it is definitely not possible to go to the post house.Song Qingyuan didn't know how to arrange the other party, so he led him back to his palace first.

The other party did not have any objection to his arrangement, and followed Song Qingyuan very consciously.

But as the distance from Song Qingyuan's palace got closer, the expression on Dalan's table gradually became weird.

"Your Highness, you..."

Song Qingyuan turned his head, only to see the other party looking at him with a very indescribable gaze.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingyuan was a little puzzled.

"Are you going to His Highness's palace?" Dalantai said in a vague tone.

The other party was probably so surprised because he lived in the Lian Ti Palace?Song Qingyuan guessed secretly.

But the reason why I live here is really too tortuous, and it is too troublesome to explain.He put on a look of indifference, and nodded very calmly.

Da Lantai's hand holding the rein loosened and tightened, tightened and loosened again, and looked at the eaves wall again and again.

After making sure that he saw the totem pattern on it correctly, he withdrew his gaze with a complicated complexion, and followed Song Qingyuan into the main hall without squinting.

Soon, the voice of the palace servant saluting to Lian Ti was heard outside the hall.

Lian Ti strode into the palace, and took the seat next to Song Qingyuan without any hesitation.

Before Dalantai stood up and saluted, he asked straight to the point: "What are you doing here?"

Lian Ti's tone couldn't be considered bad, after all, when the army mutinied, Dalantai's behavior was remarkable.But this time's approach is not in compliance with the rules, and Lian Ti's attitude is somewhat dissatisfied.

"I also ask the king to forgive Dalantai for making such claims." Dalantai knelt down on one knee.

Lian Ti waved his hand for him to get up and talk.

Sure enough, as Song Qingyuan expected, Dalan Terrace came here for the new city under construction outside Wang Tingwai.

It's just that Song Qingyuan doesn't understand that the Hunke tribe is not that close to Wang Ting, even if it is fast, it will take several days to arrive.The tribe can be considered affluent, and there is no situation where they have to migrate to a new city if they cannot survive.

But Dalantai just appeared in front of them, and his tone still wanted to move.

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Dalantai: I have a lot to say in my heart, but I dare not say it...