Chapter 1107 People’s Will
?When Fei Qian wielded his sickle and symbolically cut off the mature crops on the field outside Pingyang City that nominally belonged to Fei Qian, the autumn harvest officially began.
Farms and mulberry trees, at any time, are the foundation among foundations.
?Only labor is real, and only workers can make people feel closest to life, like a living person around them.
So even the emperor would personally go to the fields to cultivate in spring and autumn, and Fei Qian naturally had to do the same.
Being friendly to the people, some rituals may seem cumbersome, but they are also necessary.
In fact, when it comes to harvesting crops, when you stand on the ridge of the field, huddle under the shade of a tree, and watch others working, you will of course be filled with joy. That feeling of happiness in front of the harvest will make most people satisfied from the bottom of their hearts. The joy can overflow, but when you really stand in the field, there is not so much happiness.
The awns are very sharp, and can even easily pierce through Gebu and penetrate into the skin. Once the thorns are pierced, a small red spot will appear, which is painful and itchy. Even though Fei lurked and experienced the wind and sand, he did not have much resistance. After a while, his body There were patches of red spots on his legs and hands.
The sickle is also not easy to use. If you use it with an unskilled hand, if you use light force, you will not be able to cut the wheat stalks, but if you use heavy force, because the sickle is counter-edged, it is easy to cut yourself...
The fishy smell of earth accompanies the footsteps and steams directly to the face and nose.
Sweat rushed out from the head and every pore on the body, and then dripped to the ground along the roots of the hair, along the cheeks, and along the skin with every step and every swing of the sickle.
This is heavy labor.
But it’s also a happy moment.
At least the people in Pingyang, the surrounding farmers, and the soldiers were all watching happily, watching Fei Qian and his wife cutting wheat by themselves in the field.
Huang Yueying wrapped her head with Gebu and wore a Gebu robe. She followed Fei Qian, gathered up the wheat straw that Fei Qian had cut to the ground, and then tied it up. She was panting and sweating profusely.
“…The fine grains are cultivated and planted in the southern acres. The crops are sown to hundreds of grains, and the real work is done…”
…"The tea and polygonum have stopped decaying, and the millet and millet have stopped growing. Harvest the grains, and accumulate the chestnuts..."
“…It is as high as a yong, and it is like a comb. To open a hundred rooms, the hundred rooms will be full…”
??On the ridge of the field, behind the soldiers who lined up to protect them, there seemed to be students from the academy, chanting loudly, which immediately attracted waves of echoes.
“General Zhengxi also condescended to work so hard, we should be even more diligent!”
“Farming and mulberry trees are the foundation of the country! The General of the Expedition to the West is doing it himself. With such attention, we can expect a good harvest in the autumn..."
“It’s hard work, general, in the expedition to the west! The Han Dynasty has such virtuous ministers and good generals, so why worry about the instability of the country and the unrest in the world?”
“That’s it, that’s it…”
While everyone was talking happily, they looked at Fei Qian and Huang Yueying, who were walking one behind the other in the field, as if they were in a zoo in later generations, standing outside the railings, chirping and gesticulating, looking at two clay pigs, a male and a female. The monkey is digging the ground...
Orange sesame wheat skin…
?Have you paid the ticket price?
At this moment, Fei Qian didn''t have much energy to complain, and he couldn''t care about the Book of Songs or the demeanor of a general who conquered the west. At this moment, he was not in such a mood at all.
Bending down and working for a long time has made Fei Qian''s waist feel sore and swollen. At the same time, waving his arms hundreds of times has also made his arms and shoulder blades overwhelmed. Fei Qian seems to be able to hear every time he swings the sickle. , the wail of muscles and bones...
Fortunately, the piece of land Fei Qian picked was not very big. He gritted his teeth and persisted, and finally reached the end of the land. When Fei Qian cut the last cluster of wheat straw in front of him to the ground, accompanied by the aria-like voice of the ceremony official, Fei Qian''s autumn harvest ceremony was officially concluded.
Fei Qian shook his head, then stood up, and straightened up little by little.
There was no way, the waist was completely stiff, and after finally standing upright, Fei Qian forced a smile, nodded towards the surroundings, handed the sickle to the guard on the side, turned around, and supported Huang Yueying, He staggered slightly to the head of the field and sat on the paved mat.
A group of guards quickly erected the curtains that had been prepared before and behind Fei Qian, covering Fei Qian and his wife in the curtains, and then guarded the left and right...
It could be said to be a show before, so naturally the more people can see it, the better. Now that the performance is over, the tired look of the two people can no longer be displayed in front of everyone''s eyes.
Fei Qian gasped and let the maid kneeling beside him wipe her head and face with a wet towel that had been twisted long ago. She drank two more bowls of water one after another before she recovered slightly. Then she straightened her arms and let The maid slowly took off her long gloves.
The simple gloves made by Gebu are already a bit tattered by the cutting of wheat leaves. It is conceivable that without these gloves, the tatters might be on the back of his palms.
"How is it?" Fei Qian turned and asked Huang Yueying, "Were you not cut?"
Huang Yueying also took off the Gebu gloves by the maid, then looked at them and said: "...Fortunately...these gloves are not bad...Lang Jun, if..."
Fei Qian shook his head and said: "...Although it''s good, they can''t bear to part with it..."
??How can ordinary farmers be willing to use Gebu to make gloves?
??Huang Yueying understood what was said, so she said nothing more and just sighed lowly.
Fei Qian smiled and said: "Don''t worry, the plowshare at home is more practical than this glove... In the past two days, it can be handed over to the big workshop for mass production. After the autumn harvest, it will be sold in Pingyang and Yinshan. , try it out first..."
Huang Yueying opened her eyes wide and said, "That plowshare? Didn''t Mr. Lang say some improvement was needed some time ago?"
“Just try it and change it at the same time...” Fei Qian smiled, half seriously and half jokingly, “If it works, Huang’s plow will probably become famous all over the world...”
??Huang Yueying blinked, thought for a moment, and then said a little uneasily: "...Lang Jun... I want to go back first..."
"Want to go back and take a look at it again and make some corrections? Okay, you can go back first..." Fei Qian said, "Shi Yuan said he is coming soon, I will wait for him here..."
?? Huang Yueying got Fei Qian''s approval and hurried back to the mansion with her people. Obviously, although Fei Qian''s words were a bit exaggerated, Huang Yueying was quite serious.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, although there were iron tools and oxen for plowing, the iron farm tools at that time were mostly small hoe, hoes, hoes and the like. The number of iron plows was very small and their shape was primitive. The promotion of oxen plowing was still very preliminary. It was not until the Han Dynasty that , marked by the invention and promotion of the "coupling plow", iron plow and cattle farming became popular in the Yellow River Basin and spread to other areas.
??However, the coupling plow is too heavy and heavy, and due to the requirements of livestock, it cannot be afforded by most farmers. Therefore, the curved shaft plow can be regarded as an earth-shattering invention for this era.
But the problem is that although Fei Qian knows that the curved shaft plow is better than the coupling plow or the straight shaft plow, he has no intuitive concepts and impressions, and even the basic structure and layout are not very clear. Under such circumstances, how to turn the three simple words "quyuanli" from words into physical objects has become a research topic of Huang Yueying''s small workshop.
Huang Yueying believed that the curved shaft plow described by Fei Qian would indeed be better and simpler than the coupling plow currently in use, so she burst out with considerable enthusiasm and took the craftsmen to study it in the small workshop inside the mansion, but said It sounds easy, but actually doing it is not easy.
How long should the plowshare be? What is the curvature of the plow shaft? How sharp and angle should the plow blade be? Should the plow tip be free-standing or inclined...
These should be experimented little by little.
??The land next to the small workshop in the backyard of my home has been plowed back and forth countless times.
Plowing, then plowing back, tamping, and then plowing, just like this, it took nearly a year...
Luckily, at least Feiqian generally knew a direction.
Although it may not be in the most perfect state yet, it is time to take it out now.
As the population increases, the demand for food is also increasing. If the yield per mu cannot be expanded, it means increasing the planting area, and expanding the farming area will increase the labor cost of management. In conversion, it is better to use other technologies , it is more cost-effective to increase the current output per unit area...
For example, the Quyuan plow and the retting fertilizer.
The curved shaft plow can increase the depth of plowing, save manpower, and invisibly increase the precision of farming, which can increase the original output by at least about 20%. Retting fertilizer supplements the field capacity, allowing crops to be cultivated in a more intensive way. Normally, it can also increase the yield per mu by at least 10 to 20%...
Although an agriculturist named Si Shengzhi previously proposed that "those who cannot manure in thin fields should be sown with original silkworm and grass hybrids, then the grass will be free of insects." He also formulated a series of formulas for retting the fields, just like fertilizing the fields. The traditional Chinese medicine decoctions prescribed are general, such as "file one stone of horse bone, add three stones of water, boil for three times; drain and soak five pieces of aconite with juice" etc., but unfortunately it has not been widely circulated. Even such methods are treasured by those who know them and are not easily shown to others...
Such behavior can only make people cry out for help.
Hence, retting was also a brand new technology for most farmers in the Han Dynasty...
Now that the Pingyang Bingbei area is basically stable, these new technologies can be taken out and used after the autumn harvest to make reserves for next year.
Whether the surrounding areas are Hongnong, Guanzhong, or even Jizhou, at this point in time, they are probably more concerned about how many soldiers Fei Qian has and how to mobilize their troops. As for these agricultural and mulberry matters, most of them will be ignored...
By the time these people came to their senses and began to notice something was wrong with Feiqian''s grain output, I am afraid that one season had passed, or even two or three seasons later. Once the gap widened, it might not be too late to catch up.
What''s more, Fei Qian still has something in his hand...
“See the king…”
Led by his guards, Pang Tong came to the tent and held his hands in front of the tent.
“Shi Yuan is here, come, sit down...”
Fei Qian waved his hand and asked the maids on the side to step aside first, and then said, "How long has it been since you arrived?"
Pang Yi had a serious look on his face, as if his eyes were looking at his nose, and his nose was looking at his mouth. After all the maids had walked out of the curtain, he smiled and returned to his playful look: "...I''ve been here a long time ago... General Zhengxi, this time In a big drama, you have to look at everything carefully..."
"If you want to drink water, pour it yourself..." Fei Qian laughed, not bothering to pay attention to Pang Tong''s teasing, and asked, "How do you feel after a trip to Yinshan Mountain?"
Pang Tong was not polite. He took the jug, poured a bowl, drank it, and then said: "Zuo Yuanfang is really extraordinary! He opened an altar to teach Taoism, spread Taoist water, and burned talismans to eliminate disasters... At this time in Yinshan Mountain , the people of Heishan have no anger at all. Not only that, he is regarded as a wise man by the barbarians, and he is so awed that he does not hesitate to travel long distances just to get a glimpse of him..."
“Just say what you want to say...” Fei Qian said.
"People are easily confused..." Pang Tong glanced at Fei Qian, and then said, "Zuo Yuanfang is a smart man, so it may be okay, but from now on... you must be careful..."
In fact, it was not that Pang Tong believed how smart Zuo Ci was, but that he saw the four Taoist priests who were guarding Zuo Ci and never left his side. The four were originally soldiers of the Huang family in Jingxiang, but now they were wearing Taoist robes.
With these four personal guards, Zuo Ci might be a little embarrassed no matter what he wanted to do.
"Zuo Yuanfang..." Fei Qian thought for a while and said slowly, "After the spring plowing in Yinshan next year, we can move it back... Then it will be located in the west of Pingyang, and a new Taoist palace will be built... When necessary, we will make arrangements... As for Yinshan Daoye, if you send others, they will be replaced every two years..."
The human heart is easily deceived, and there is nothing wrong with that, but it is also forgetful.
The people of Montenegro have just migrated to Yinshan. They have to start over and build everything from scratch. It is a time when they are unsettled and extremely insecure. The arrival of Zuo Ci just makes up for this psychological need and lack.
So it is reasonable for the people of Yinshan to accept Zuo Ci so quickly.
??But as Pang Tong reminded, a very demagogic person like Zuo Ci really cannot stay in one place for too long...
When they have no food and clothing, and no hope, people who have nothing are the easiest to be incited. If you are not careful, a small spark will spread into a raging flame because of a trivial matter, but when you have In industry, when there are seedlings in front of us and there is hope for autumn, it is naturally not so easy to go to extremes.
?Hence, when the people of Montenegro can clearly see the possibility of survival, the possibility of re-rioting will gradually decrease.
"What the Lord said is true... In addition..." Pang Tong pondered for a while and said, "Continuous campaigns will inevitably lead to widowers and widowers... At the time of autumn harvest, you can choose warriors and march with the strategy... I don''t know if the Lord thinks so. ?”
Military matchmaking, that is, in the name of General Zhengxi, marriages were assigned to orphaned men and widowed women.
Hearing this, Fei Qian couldn''t help but raise his eyebrows. After all, Pang Tong was still careful. He had not thought of this. He immediately nodded and said, "This is a great strategy! I immediately ordered the selection of personnel. During the Qiuji period, in the suburbs of Pingyang , marching match code!"
People’s hearts and minds are built in these little things.
Once you have a family, cares, and hopes, you just have to work like a cow or a horse. No matter how hard it is, even if you risk your life, you will grit your teeth and move forward without saying a word, just to give yourself something. Wife and children, hold up a world...
From ancient times to the present, Chinese men have always been like this.
(End of this chapter)