After nightfall, the sound of the cold wind suddenly increased, and the snow became heavier, and it penetrated into the neck.
The whole earth was silent, and almost no one wanted to move outside.
And at this moment, a dull sound of horse hooves broke the silence.
"Stop!" Several soldiers wearing fake bells rushed out of the grass pavilion beside the road and shouted at the knights.
The knight narrowed his eyes and saw the dark horse in the middle of the road in the darkness. He thought to himself that it was right, it was this!
Then he dismounted and handed over a wooden box containing a official letter.
A personal military school came forward, after careful inquiries, he took the person into the grass pavilion, then ran away, came outside the Liangfu courtyard, and handed over the wooden box.
Inside and outside the Liang Mansion, there were swords and guns and were heavily guarded. Obviously, there were big figures staying here overnight. Considering that this was a personal army, this person's identity was about to emerge.
Tong Qianjin was wiping his sword in the side room. After taking the wooden box, he carefully checked the seal, and then said, "Let the messenger go to the yard to rest, warm him a pot of wine and serve two side dishes."
"Yes." The sergeant took the order and left.
Tong Qianjin put the knife into the sheath, and when he stood up, he felt a little tired.
After the army returned, the emperor privately gave him a hundred pieces of silk and a concubine named Li Cheng.
Just silk was just overwhelmed. The concubine named Shangguan made Lao Tong a little moved. When she was free, she went home and beat her hard, so that he had never felt tired before and wanted to take a nap in this quiet dusk.
Excessive indulgence! Be restrained! Wealth and honor are given by the emperor. Do your duty well and you will have wealth and good fortune in the future. Give it to the beauty. You must not lose the big ones because of the small ones.
After wearing thick bear skin, Tong Qianjin took the wooden box and came to the backyard.
The sergeant takes three steps and one post, five steps and one whistle, without squinting his eyes.
Tong Qianjin looked at the bedroom where the dim light was exposed, then lowered his head and sat in the middle hall.
This house was originally a place where Liang Pushe worked for farming, but it was not very big. Later, it was slightly expanded and repaired, especially the bedroom, study, etc. used by the little master, which was all put in a lot of effort.
Liang Pushe lives in Luoyang City tonight, but in the past, he basically returned here every day to train his five-year-old grandson Liang Zhang.
Enjoy family happiness.
He is very concerned about this grandson now, and he is not even very sharp when he is an official. He adheres to the principle of forgiveing ​​others and is kind, and tries not to offend others. It seems that only in this way can the grandson grow up safely.
Judging from this matter, the emperor seemed to be a son-in-law, and he had nothing to do after completing the task of giving birth. Tong Qianjin secretly complained, and the big golden sword sat in the middle hall, waiting quietly because the sound in the bedroom next door had not yet dissipated.
"You haven't come to me for so long?"
"The queen forgives her crimes, and she is busy with ordinary affairs. After finishing the affairs of Northern Xinjiang, she hurriedly came to report her life."
"Be gentle." A satisfied sigh rang leisurely.
"The queen treats me with kindness as much as a mountain. Only by effectively killing me and fighting hard can I be ashamed of my heart."
"Be gentle, the outside soldiers will hear it. I am the queen of the previous dynasty, so I want to be a face------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Tong Qianjin curled his lips, stood up, and walked out the door lightly.
The soldiers under the corridor were wearing thick bear-skin fake bells, wearing leather hoods, leaning on their feet, looking ahead.
Tong Qianjin stood for a while and found that he couldn't hear the movement inside clearly, so he felt a little relieved. But looking at the faces of the soldiers, he obviously knew what was happening inside.
The emperor can avoid the people of the world, but cannot avoid the people around him.
He didn't avoid the people around him, and he should give a lot of benefits, including money, beauty, and official positions, and was very generous.
Tong Qianjin stood like this.
The heavier the wind and snow, there were white areas everywhere. I don’t know how my hometown in Anyang is like.
In the early summer, he suffered an electric disaster. After receiving some relief grain, he sowed wheat in autumn. Now it is snowing heavily. It is logical that the wheat will grow well after the beginning of spring. However, after such a heavy snow, he calculated the time and was almost done, so he turned around and returned to the middle hall.
"Who are you rushing to kill?"
Embarrassing silence.
"Who are you rushing to kill?"
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"I have committed a crime and have disturbed the Queen. I really admire Queen Fangyan, and I can't help it."
After a sensation of intermittent rooster crowing, Liang Lanbi slowly recovered from his lost state and said a little aggrievedly: "I didn't know you just now."
"It's really Queen Aisha, but I got you very late. I'm always unsatisfied and became a little more intense."
"You really wanted to get me early? When did it start?"
"It was very early, when Qilihe did, I wish I could take you home as my wife."
"What should I do if I lie?"
"You still like Wenjun." After a faint sigh, Liang Lanbi whispered: "You must treat Wenjun well, I'm sorry for her."
Tong Qianjin seemed to turn a blind eye, and his expression on his face did not change at all.
After a long time, he stood there one step outside the bedroom door and whispered: "Your Majesty, the King of Qi has returned to the capital. I have sent someone to send me an urgent matter."
"Urgent?" A sound sounded in the inner room. After a moment, Shao Xun opened the door and said strangely.
Dalang is now the "supervisor" of the eight prefectures of Si Jiyou and Qing Xu Yongqin. The so-called urgent documents he sent back are probably related to the various prefectures, county schools, and bookstores.
Shao Xun put on a single dress and sat on Hu's bed.
Tong Qianjin had already lit the copper furnace for heating in the middle hall, not far from Shao Xun, and it was warm.
Shao Xun took the wooden box, took it apart and looked carefully.
Tong Qianjin brought the candle close, turned around and cooked ginseng tea. This was a high-quality Shangdang ginseng presented to Liu Runzhong. This product is also one of the important sources of wealth for the Shangdang Liu family.
"Dalang finally had some thoughts." After reading it, Shao Xun smiled with relief: "I actually suggested that all counties have a doctorate in mathematics and teach arithmetics in county schools."
Tong Qianjin is like a statue of silentness.
Under the dark candlelight, the hands that were used to killing left uninterrupted silhouettes on the wall: pouring water, cooking, removing the foam, promoting soup, Yuying, etc., they were busy but not messy, and they were very familiar with it, and they were obviously used to doing this.
"Well, what is this?" Shao Xun found that there were some grain seeds on the bottom of the wooden box, wrapped in paper.
He carefully opened the paper and wrote the words on it. After reading it, he was very happy and said, "Dalang finally did something serious."
Tong Qianjin was like a deaf man, hearing nothing, and only focused on cooking tea.
He is the personal military commander and the chef. Sometimes when the emperor steals wild game, he will help Wangfeng to keep the door. Apart from that, he doesn't care about anything and knows nothing.
But today Shao Xun obviously did not plan to let him go.
"Dalang met the Hu Shangs of the Western Regions in Longxi and got some seeds." Shao Xun stood up and said with a smile.
Tong Qianjin could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, so he smiled and said, "Congratulations to Your Majesty."
Shao Xun reacted and said, "You don't know what I'm talking about, congratulations."
Tong Qianjin smiled honestly and said, "Your Majesty has his own strategy, I will be happy with it. It must be a great thing that benefits the country and the people."
"Slipped." Shao Xun smiled and said, "But this time it's really. This is called 'rye', which is produced in the former land of the Great Yuezhi. I have been trying to get it for a long time."
"Since you said 'wheat', you must be able to plant it in a wide range?" Tong Qianjin said.
"This wheat is extremely resistant to cold." Shao Xun said, "If Tuoba Xianbei had this thing, what frost would it be?"
Rye is rare in China and is mainly grown in the northeast or colder northern mountainous areas. It has three major characteristics: cold-resistant and drought-resistant.
Tolerant to barrenness.
The origin is in the high-altitude mountainous areas of Afghanistan. What is the climate and soil environment there? You can imagine what nature this crop is.
Compared with drought resistance and barren resistance, cold resistance is its biggest selling point. It can survive at minus 35 degrees Celsius, and even plant it near the Arctic Circle. Historically, it was the main crop in Eastern Europe, Northern Europe and Russia. The Russians operated the Far East and also made their first pot of gold by Khabarov. It was to sell rye to the Cossacks in Yakutsk.
However, this thing was formed in China and it was not until the Qing Dynasty that it was planted in large quantities in the high-altitude mountainous areas of Shaanxi and Shengjing in Northeast China. Before that, there were only records of sporadic planting, which may not be true.
In modern times, it is mainly planted in colder places such as Heilongjiang, Inner Mongolia and Xinjiang.
To put it bluntly, this is a kind of crop prepared for bitter and cold places. When the temperature is high, it is not suitable for it. One temperature above twenty-five degrees affects its grouting.
"You have to find a colder place to try planting this thing." Shao Xun put the lid of the wooden box and said, "Qianjin, what do you think is better?"
"Pingcheng?" Tong Qianjin said.
Shao Xun pondered.
Tong Qianjin then stopped disturbing him, skillfully poured a bowl of tea and brought it to him.
Shao Xun picked up the ginseng tea and took a sip, sighed comfortably, and said, "Let's try planting in Mayi County and Yuyang Country.
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The western half of Mayi County is a mountainous area, and Yuyang Country is almost in the mountainous area as a whole, with a relatively cold climate. So we will choose these two places to pilot it and plant this batch of precious seeds.
No, it's not safe.
After thinking about it, Shao Xun decided to find a relatively cold mountainous area in the Central Plains to try the plant.
This batch of seeds is too precious and hard to come by.
In his opinion, Yixin Mountain, which the Helan tribe once occupied, could grow rye. They actually tried to grow sausage before, but failed because there was even a residual snow on the northern foot of Yinshan Mountain in May, and there was no other way except grazing.
Considering that it is the climate of the small glacier now and the weather is getting colder, the remaining places north of Yinshan that can farm will sooner or later become frequent due to the climate, and eventually they will not be able to farm. The southern foot of Yinshan will even be affected to a considerable extent.
Rye, a crop that can withstand low temperatures of minus 35 degrees Celsius, is simply tailor-made for this cold climate, and its stems can also be used as feed, rich in nutrients, and are suitable for mixed agricultural and animal husbandry areas.
It's OK!
The cold resistance of barley is only a few degrees below zero to ten degrees, and wheat is not much better. Once the weather is cold, you can't think of planting wheat after winter. The north cannot implement a two-year three-ripening agricultural production model, and grain output will drop by a fraction.
But Nordics can even grow overwintering rye.
Moreover, this thing grows more domineeringly, which can make many weeds compete for. The only disadvantage is that the maximum yield is only 70% or 80% of that of wheat.
Shao Xun felt that as the Little Ice Age became more and more advanced, rye may not only be prepared for the Hu people, but also for the people of the Central Plains.
Chapter completed!