By the small pond outside Pan Yuan, there were people crowded and busy.
Bankers, servants, and sergeants were all mobilized to dredge ponds and ponds while the water was shallow in winter.
This is not a good job, but it is necessary.
The silt cleared from the river pond can fertilize the fields, and as the river pond's storage capacity as a natural reservoir increases, it can also retain more rainwater to irrigate the farmland. During the spring sowing next year, an additional batch of idle fields will be sown to irrigate the farmland.
Increase food production.
"Crack!" Shao Xun released the clamp, and a carp jumped up from the mud and landed on the grass, beating wildly.
Chief Huang Biao grinned, stepped forward, picked up the fish, and threw it into the basin.
In the wooden basin, loaches and small fish were swimming around, spitting bubbles.
Mao Er squatted there, counting "one, two, three, four" non-stop.
Another chief, Zhang Heigou, was also looking at these things in rapt attention, his Adam's apple moving unconsciously.
Behind him, two teenagers were already killing fish.
While wiping their noses, they skillfully scraped off the fish scales and disemboweled the fish to remove its internal organs.
Farther away, there were two young men happily holding the killed fish, ready to go back to make soup.
"Jin San, Wang Que'er is in good hands. Take good care of her. Don't be careless." Shao Xun stamped his feet. The water was covered with mud.
Jin San and Wang Que'er are both sergeants in the army. One is eleven years old and the other is thirteen years old. They are actually children. They were sick two days ago and are currently recuperating in the camp. In today's world, I want to get something to replenish my health.
It's really not easy to get fish, so I only got the chance today by cleaning up the pond.
"No." The two children heard the team leader's instructions. After saluting, they quickly turned around and left.
The young men who were carrying sludge from far and near heard this and smiled and became more energetic in their work.
Yes, they usually can only eat some extremely crude food - in fact, after getting used to it, they don't think it is crude, because they have never seen what the officials and scholar-bureaucrats eat on daily basis - such as wheat porridge, wheat porridge, etc.
Crumb porridge, which is made from unground wheat grains, makes you feel awkward. But after seeing that injured or sick people are well taken care of, they are not jealous. Everyone will
If you are sick or injured, Jin San and Wang Que'er can enjoy this kind of treatment now, and you can too in the future.
The golden rays of light from the sun seem to shine warmer on people.
Their team makes people feel very comfortable to be here now.
The leader of the team is talented and can teach people how to read and write. He even specially selected a few smart people to teach arithmetic.
If you really can't learn, the team leader won't force you, but teach you in accordance with your aptitude.
Those who are strong and strong will be taught the art of swords, spears, bows and arrows to increase their survival rate on the battlefield.
If you are thoughtful, you can take care of some chores, such as sorting the various supplies you receive and keeping and distributing them.
With nimble legs and feet, he can also be used as a messenger, messenger, etc.
In short, the team leader knows a little bit about everything, is particularly good at martial arts, is fair in dealing with things, and is convincing.
He is also kind-hearted. He will check the camp at night and tuck others into bed. If anyone is sick or injured during training, he will find ways to get fish and meat to nourish his body.
The teenagers joked privately that the team leader was like an "old father" who was in charge of a group of "adopted children", and the fifty of them were like an "army of adopted children". However, it was just a joke in private, as many of them had parents.
, if you want to worship your adoptive father again, you must have the consent of your biological parents.
"Wow!" Shao Xun waded into the water again and continued to dig out mud.
After he went down, a dozen teenagers also followed him into the water. While working, they touched the river clams, laughing and seeming to be happy.
Although they have received rigorous military training for several months, they are still children after all.
It’s nature to love to play and make noise.
Comparatively speaking, the children of aristocratic families are like little adults, learning various courses and training from an early age.
Shao Xun remembered the Yu Mansion he had visited four months ago. He heard that their daughter-in-law was only six years old and could write poetry. She would be a talented girl when she grew up.
This is really...
He is almost sixteen years old in this life. Although he is literate, he really cannot write poetry.
But then again, when the best educational resources are monopolized by aristocratic families, unless you forcefully recruit underprivileged scholars like Cao Mengde and teach the descendants of soldiers who died in the war, how can ordinary people get an education?
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Furthermore, today is a time of troubled times. Reading and literacy are important, but not as important as before. How much money can be used to do so many things? What Shao Xun is thinking now is how to survive and live well in these troubled times.
After finishing the day's work, when they returned to the military camp, several people from Sikong Mansion came and brought a batch of pens, ink, paper and inkstones to their team.
Shao Xun was secretly happy that the princess's flattery was not in vain. Didn't it have an effect?
Among the people who came to Sikong Mansion, one of them was an old acquaintance, Liu Qia, and the other one was named Dao Wang. He was born in the Wang family of Langya. He once served in Liu Shi Mansion and served as a wine worshiper in Dongge. He was recently recruited by Sima Yue and served as a member of the army in the mansion.
job.
There was a bit of confusion on Liu Qia's face, as if he was wondering why Shao Xun was still alive and kicking.
Director Wang looked calm and looked at Shao Xun a few more times, but did not say much and left after completing the task.
He's just a military householder, not worth his trouble.
Shao Xun carefully put away his pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Writing on the ground was really inefficient and very inconvenient.
After doing this, he came outside the barracks and looked at the sunset in the west.
The weather has been very good these days. Although it is a bit cold, the sun has come out and made us warm.
Everyone in Panyuan took advantage of the good weather to strengthen the courtyard walls and even built a few wooden arrow towers, finally giving it the appearance of a fort.
Outside the courtyard walls, the ponds were dredged and deepened, the irrigation channels were renovated, and some abandoned farmland was cleared of weeds, awaiting sowing next spring.
Their abilities are limited and the projects they undertake are not large, but what they do is full of hope.
Yes, that is hope.
Shao Xun even began to imagine that in the summer and autumn next year, there will be a bumper harvest of corn and wheat, the vegetable beds will be filled with green fruits and vegetables, and the vineyards will bear abundant fruits, which can be used to dry raisins and make wine. In early winter, they can be slaughtered.
Some pigs, sheep, and fish and shrimps in the pond also grew fat and big...
This is hope, the most beautiful thing in troubled times.
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"Poof! Poof!"
Blood splattered and several heads with ferocious faces rolled to the ground.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Amidst the deafening cries, men, women, old and children ran away one after another.
Swords and guns have no eyes, arrows are ruthless.
The girl, who was in her 28th year, was stabbed several times and fell to the ground screaming.
The ignorant child was carried several steps away by the arrows and was nailed to the ground. Before he could even cry out, the corners of his mouth were covered with blood foam, and his young hands subconsciously grasped, as if he wanted to hold his mother's hand.
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The old man was knocked to the ground, stepped on by countless shoes and boots, and soon became silent.
On the streets in front of Miyagi City, flames shot into the sky and the sound of killings shook the sky.
The great eldest sons of the Sima family have reached the point of meeting each other.
Just this morning, Sima Yi, the king of Changsha, rushed directly into the palace, took the emperor and officials hostage, and announced that the king of Qi was treasonous.
No one knows how he did it. Why didn't the palace guards stop him?
No one knows why the palace guards did not kill Sima Yi, because there were really few people around him, only more than a hundred members, but the final result was: most of the palace guards dispersed, and a few were used by him.
King Sima Ji of Qi was furious and immediately ordered his trusted general Dong Ai to attack the palace with 2,000 men.
Sima Yi was also a ruthless man. He escorted the emperor and empress and hundreds of civil and military officials as shields, and went directly out of the palace to attack Prince Qi's Mansion.
To the west of the palace city, arrows were flying and fire was blazing.
The Lieutenant Commander of the Northern Army ordered the gates of Luoyang to be closed and soldiers outside the city were prohibited from entering. However, Sima Jiong and Sima Yi each had their own gangs to spread money and recruit desperadoes. As a result, the scale of the battle became larger and larger, and the scope of the battle became wider and wider.
On the 25th, the battlefield moved to the vicinity of the Upper East Gate.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sound of arrows piercing the air was heard endlessly, and screams came one after another.
The emperor (Emperor Hui of Jin Dynasty) was so frightened that he rolled down from the imperial chariot. His two penises were fighting, and the smell from his crotch hit his nostrils.
In front of him, more than a dozen ministers were killed or injured.
On top of the imperial chariot, an arrow trembled endlessly.
Queen Yang Xianrong stared blankly at the long arrow that passed by, and was stunned.
She knows the world will never get better.
She knew that the emperor was actually half a puppet.
She knew that civil and military ministers had their own thoughts.
She knows...
But she never expected that as a queen, she would be so close to death.
Sima Yi had no regard for the emperor and empress at all, and used the couple as a shield.
Sima Jiong had no regard for the emperor and the empress, so he actually shot arrows at the imperial chariot.
At this moment, her mentality collapsed.
Is the empress, who is a dignified mother and honors the world, any different from the scholars and common people who are dead and injured on the streets of heaven?
After this arrow was shot down, the Tian family no longer had any dignity. From now on, they are the playthings in the hands of the clan king and the puppets in the hands of the warlords.
Is it still necessary for the governors of all the states and the governors of all the counties to be respectful to the puppets? Is it still necessary to transfer money and food to the capital day and night?
The consequences of this arrow are far more serious than imagined!
"Queen, save me!" Another arrow came and missed slightly, but the emperor was frightened and subconsciously wanted to pull the queen in front of him to block the arrow.
Yang Xianrong waved his hand gently: "If you can't protect your wife and children, what kind of man are you?"
The arrows were still flying, but she no longer cared. At the moment of life and death, she seemed to have figured out something, and something in her heart was shattered, and it was difficult to put it back together again.
"Why did the queen say this..." The emperor was stunned and a little ashamed.
Yang Xianrong glanced at him contemptuously.
She once thought that all men in the world were actually pretty much the same. Instead of picking and choosing, it would be better to pick the one that suits her.
What does it mean to be agreeable?
He is handsome in appearance, full of poems and books, extraordinary in bearing and graceful in style.
If you can't do this, then choose a noble family, which can bring you supreme majesty and dazzling wealth.
But on this battlefield where arrows were flying everywhere, she realized that she was wrong, very wrong.
These are not real men!
There is great terror between life and death. Whoever can prevent her from getting hit by the axe, whoever can protect her well is a real man.
She wanted to laugh and cry, and she felt like she had changed.
Maybe it's not just her who has changed.
This world is changing everyone's ideas little by little, in the most cruel way.
"Failed! Defeated!" Chaotic shouts rang out from the front, coming from King Qi's side.
The morale of the soldiers and horses under the Changsha King's tent was greatly boosted. They suddenly became brave and invincible and rushed over with shouts.
This conflict seems to be coming to an end.
But does this really mean the end? No, maybe it's just the beginning of another reincarnation.
Chapter completed!