In recent years, the Song Dynasty may have obtained Western Xia horses from various channels, but apart from the thorough victory in the prefectures, it is rare to obtain the truly good horses produced in the Western Xia, North and South Hetao.

After the third snowfall, thirty-one good horses were led from the border to Yanzhou by the Zhu family.

The price is a bit expensive, but there is no inferior horse, and there are even nine military horses inside.

Seeing the mark on it, Zhu Huan couldn't help laughing. It turned out that the Xixia army on the other side of the mountain was similar to the Song Dynasty army.

This caused a sensation, and the generals of the fortress asked Cheng Kan for these horses.

At this time, Wang Juzheng tried to write parallel prose and poems on the sand table.

If he made some modifications in time, place and background, even if he copied Da Su's "Shuitu Songtou" and "Nian Jiaonu", I believe that Da Su's inspiration suddenly arises one day, he can only sigh: "Singing at the end of the Red Cliff, and Wang Ju wrote the lyrics on it.

But plagiarism is not the norm.

For example, when singing during social events or farewells, if you become a scholar-official, the emperor of the Song Dynasty likes to call ministers to the palace for a banquet, write poems on the spot, or the most important imperial examination is to write poems. These questions are all given by others, who will copy them at that time?

Even though he was so terrible, he learned simplified Chinese characters, but in this era, he wrote in traditional Chinese characters and could recognize them, but it did not mean he could write them out.

What’s even more deadly is the sentence breaking. There were no punctuation marks in this era. Often, if a sentence is missing a breaking mark and a comma, or the period is replaced with a question mark, the meaning will be very different.

"Brother, drink tea." Erniu walked in with a cup of hot tea.

Everyone thinks that Wang Ju is a big brother who is surprisingly good.

Because Wei Qi's wife had many girls in her family, she sighed and wanted to exchange her identity with Erniu.

But they all ignored the sensibility of Erniu and Sanniu.

Of course, this kind of deep brother-sister love is equal. Wang Ju gave love, Erniu and Sanniu also paid respect.

After taking a sip of tea, Wang Ju asked, "Erniu, what are those young men outside doing?"

"When playing snowball fights, brother, why do I feel that they are all inferior to you?" The difference between the two was too big. Even if Wang Ju was born in a cold and humble background, even the eight-year-old Erniu could see this huge contrast.

"Everyone has their own life. As long as we don't harm others, we must respect them by our own wisdom and labor."

"Their family has money..."

"You can't say that, as early as their ancestors, they were civilians like our family. Some families even made a fortune recently. For example, the Zhu family was Zhu Erlang's grandfather who started his business, and only when his father's work became a wealthy family in Yanzhou. As long as you work hard, you can do something, and as long as you don't work hard, you can do nothing. These are too deep to you, you can call the three cows back and we will feed the sheep."

In the spring, Wang Ju came to the Song Dynasty. Seeing that Wangjia Village was so poor, he felt cold and thought hard, so he found some alfalfa.

It has nothing to do with changing the water and soil. The deterioration of the water and soil in Shaanxi has become a foregone conclusion. Unless it starts from Dajishi Mountain and goes to Longmen, all the people are moved to a foreign land, and then bans farming, grazing, and logging for a hundred years, then this mother river can recover its vitality. But is it possible?

Not to mention that the northwest has not been unified, it is the northwest. How can so many people forcefully migrate, and how can they ensure that no other tribes come after the migration? Even Dafeichuan, which is almost the Gobi Desert, continues to be nomadic.

The grass on the Lili Land withered and flourished every year, the wildfire cannot burn it all, and the cattle and sheep can be eaten.

Yanzhou, including Fuzhou in the southeast and Huanqing in the southwest, has a large number of nomadic industries, but the scale of nomadic countries is not as large as that in the desert, and is not very far away. However, the problem arises. In addition to animal husbandry, there are also planting industries in Shaanxi, which means that it can feed more people and more people will raise more cattle and sheep. It is said that in a small Hehuang area, there are more than 700,000 to 800,000 people.

Cattle and sheep are chewing grass hard. If people want to live, they also want to live. In the end, they have no food, so they chew grass roots, and the bad cycle begins. This is the origin of most of the Guangshan Mountains in Yanzhou today.

The water and soil of Wangjia Village are also very poor.

So Wang Jucai had this idea and even asked him to find alfalfa, which was brought back to Chang'an by Zhang Qian on a mission to the Western Regions. Everyone planted it as an ornamental plant, greening, or as vegetables. There are also many wild alfalfa near Yanzhou, as well as some artificially grown alfalfa. But everyone still doesn't know its real value.

If this stingy plant is carried on, it will survive immediately.

Then two crops were cut, some green reeds were cut, and they were air-dried and kept as green feed for winter.

After winter comes, the sheep are fed with these green feed and hay straw, so the sheep raised by Wang Ju are fat and fat.

At the same time, when Wang Ju was free in the autumn, he used everyone's trust in him to concentrate his labor force, built an embankment in a valley northwest of the village, installed a simple steep gate, and drew river water from the Hunzhou River, so a small reservoir of about 40 acres was formed.

In the northwest, water is the source of life.

With this small reservoir, crops will be harvested in the coming year.

Wang Juxian made out the wet grass in the sheep pen, which was not a waste. There were a lot of sheep urine and sheep manure on the wet grass here, and fermented it is the best farm fertilizer.

Then put on hay.

In fact, there is also the sheep pen built according to his instructions. Xiangyang is located in Gaoshuang, and ripe lime is also laid below.

At present, his sheep still have a shared property, so everyone can help with it, otherwise he would not want to study.

But the lamb will belong to him, which was his agreement with his fellow villagers.

A few teenagers almost wanted to cover their noses in the distance.

But it also depends on that Wu Lin retired and planted rice and farmed by himself, which moved Zhu Yuanzhang, who was so heartless. However, who would be moved by farmers who planted rice and farmed rice and farmed rice and did not eat or put their clothes on. Everyone despised the craftsmen. This is a inferior bricklayer, but the scholar Luo Furen was so poor that he could only build a house for himself. Zhu Yuanzhang could only sigh for a long time.

If an ordinary shepherd were doing this job, the few people would have run away long ago.

It is precisely this way that the families are not fools, so they let their children hang out in Wangjia Village.

To a certain extent, they believe that Wang Ju can date their children. When the children see the lives of some poor people and Wang Ju's life, they will cherish their wealth in the future and will not lose their family.

Wang Ju used a wheelbarrow to pull the feed again.

"Alfalfa?"

The Li Xiaomazi family came over to watch curiously.

"It's a good thing. Come on, I'll show you something good."

Take the big guy to his house and take out a clover from the cabinet: "It's it."

"What good thing is it?" Zhu Jun asked in confusion.

“Look at its leaves.”

"leaf?"

“Count how many leaves it has.”

"Four pieces."

"Count the other alfalfa has a few leaves."

"Hey, there's a difference."

"Alfalfa is a lucky grass. It not only provides ornamental, vegetables, but also raises pigs, horses, cattle and sheep. Its effect is better than wheat beans and can also bring luck."

"Wang Xiaolang, you are going to tell a story again."

"I haven't lie to you, but not every alfalfa can bring luck. Only the four-leaf clover is the lucky leaf. Tear off its petals, and read a sentence when tearing off the first petal. One leaf brings honor, one leaf brings wealth when tearing the second petal. The third petal is one leaf brings true love, and the fourth petal is one leaf brings health. Finally, let's say, four-leaf clover, you have these four abilities, and then make a wish, which will probably come true. Zhu Erlang, come and try it. But be careful, the wish cannot be too high."

The two girls were giggling.

This is what my elder brother said when he used to make her happy.

The trick is the last sentence, don’t have too high wishes, what wishes do you have? You just listen to a few more stories, and of course all of them come true. So she secretly found some four-leaf alfalfa to treasure.

This alfalfa was collected and dried after being collected.

After a long time, Wang Ju is now opening up her enlightenment wisdom. Of course, he knows that the eldest brother is lying to her for happiness.

But Zhu Jun doesn't know.

He really made a wish according to what Wang Ju said.

"Erlang, what wish did you make?"

"Happy day, forget your worries."

"I don't know if it can be achieved."

"What's the realization," Li Xiaozi said happily. If you want Zhu Jun to be happy, you will find the beautiful lady and sing a song to ensure that Zhu Jun will be happy. But God knows where the fan thief took the three of them to hide.

"No matter what, I'll take you out for fishing."
Chapter completed!