No matter if you are a human or an immortal, you can still farm for me after traveling through time!

After only one night, everyone in the village knew that there was a young master living in Li Erlang's home. Everyone who had seen it said that the young master looked very fair and looked nothing like the northwest man here.

I heard that Li Aniang was a vegetable vendor in the county who supplied vegetables to Tai'an Building, and was also a good friend of Li Erlang. She worked in the fields all afternoon yesterday, and she was exhausted because of her delicate body and expensive body. Now she is resting at home.

As soon as Li Aniang turned around after saying this, rumors spread that Ji Qingyue was the young master of a southern vegetable merchant. No wonder he was so fair and tender, yet so weak. He collapsed from exhaustion after only half a day of work.

When the rumors spread to the current situation, Li Aniang felt very guilty. She only focused on cutting grains and refused to look at the eyes of her second son staring at her.

Ji Qingyue, who was said to be a weak young master, didn't know anything and was currently immersed in making a bow.

There is an extra Ji Qingyue in the house. Even if he can't get out, it doesn't stop Li Silang from being excited all the time. He can catch Ji Qingyue and talk a lot. Ji Qingyue is also happy to have people chattering while he is working.

After only a few days, the chicks of chickens, ducks and geese look very different from when they were born. They slowly lose their down and grow thick and long feathers, and they no longer look cute.

As long as the cage door is opened every day, they will run to the place where they should go to find something to eat. A lot of grains fall on the ground. A group of chickens swish and swish into the wheat stubble, pecking at the fallen grains and grains. Sand and gravel. When Ji Qingyue feeds them a little more when they return to the cage at night, they will be able to spend the night peacefully.

After feeding the lambs today, the work in the fields has temporarily come to an end. A new batch of vegetable seeds have been sown in the vegetable fields. After watering, they only need to wait quietly for germination.

There is enough corn, and you can get it if you have to pay the grain tax. Wheat and rice each occupy two plots of land. The third crop of this year has now been harvested. The crops in the two plots of rotationally cultivated land are gradually maturing after a time difference. When the rice and wheat hanging in the yard are all collected into the granary, There are two crops left that are ready to be harvested.

At this time, Ji Qingyue had just finished drying cotton seeds, and planned to tidy up the hillside in the next two days and open up a larger area to plant more.

Now that cotton is available, the tools that can process cotton are not yet ready.

In his very vague impression, when he was a child, he lived in an old community before moving to a new home. There was a shop near the community that processed cotton and made quilts. But at that time, machines were already used, and the motor drove the belt to turn the huge The round wooden board shakes the cotton softly.

It is impossible to build a machine now, so the way to process cotton is to "spring cotton". Unfortunately, he has never seen cotton plucking with his own eyes. He only heard this method of processing cotton accidentally mentioned by the old man who ran a cotton shop.

The cotton is placed on the cotton bed, the cotton is played with the cotton bow, the cotton hammer twists the bow string, and the yarn string is fixed on the waist to help fix the cotton bow.

Ji Qingyue probably knew how to use each tool, but if he wanted to make a complete set of cotton-splitting tools, the details would need to be carefully considered for a while.

Bow strings are mostly made of twisted animal sinews, which is another material that Ji Qingyue cannot obtain by himself. He paid careful attention in the city and did not find any shops selling such supplies. Tools such as bows and arrows are extremely strictly controlled, making it difficult for ordinary people to buy them. Most of them make their own.

He had a chat with the four brothers last night, and Li Erlang said that the bowstrings here are mostly made of silk mixed with animal sinews. But when it comes to making a bow, the string is not the key. The most important thing is the wood of the bow body. Only when the bow is made well can it withstand the force of the string. Otherwise, the bow body cannot bear the force and will suddenly break when the string is pulled again.

However, Ji Qingyue just wanted a bow that could play cotton, so it shouldn't need to withstand much force.

He described it, and the brothers all looked confused. This was the first time they heard that making a bow over half a foot long did not require much tension!

What can this kind of bow do? I'm afraid I can't even shoot out a toothpick!

It is rare.

"What does Yue Lang want this bow for? This bow is not suitable for self-defense and hunting..." Li Erlang and the others knew that this bow was not very practical just through Ji Qingyue's description. Let alone shooting arrows, they could just pull the bow string vigorously. Breaking the bow and hitting yourself would be terrible!

So Ji Qingyue explained the purpose of this bow.

Brothers: "Play cotton?"

Ji Qingyue changed the word: "Play Bai Diazi."

Li Erlang realized that these were the steps Ji Qingyue had mentioned before to make clothes and quilts out of white sheets. At that time, he was still wondering how such a lump of stuff could be made into clothes that could be worn on the body.

Ji Qingyue simply said: "As for cotton clothing, all I can do personally is to play the white quilt, and then spin the soft white quilt into thread. This really touches my knowledge blind spot. Can you ask Grandma and Auntie how they usually spin?"

He knew that almost all the women here could spin silk. Silk is a light and thin silk fabric. If you want to spin silk cloth, you have to start by raising silkworms and planting mulberry trees.

The silk is extracted and spun into silk threads, which are then used to spin silk.

Textile weaving consists of two steps: spinning and weaving, both of which are time-consuming and labor-intensive processes.

Several grown men have seen grandma spinning and weaving, but if they want to explain why, it would be better to ask the person involved directly.

Li Erlang has become accustomed to Ji Qingyue saying some words that he has never heard from time to time, but it does not prevent them from understanding. Of course they had no objection to asking Grandma and Grandma about their idea.

"Now Sanlang and Yulang are helping with the autumn harvest. It will be over in half a month. By then, only the drying work will be left. We can just be busy. Grandma and the others are free. Yuolang can ask them at that time, and they will decide Know how to spin the white folds into thread."

At the same time, he remembered the embarrassing incident of being injured by a wild boar last year. The wild boar was divided among several families and a portion was given to him.

Usually, if they hunted wild animals, they would keep the inedible parts of the fur, horns, tendons, and hooves of the wild animals and use them to make tools with saltpeter.

I wonder if the uncles who are good at hunting still have any muscle left.

Li Erlang agreed to find the string in the bow. Since Ji Qingyue didn't figure it out himself, he had to figure out other tools needed to play cotton.

The cotton bed is a wooden board or slate, so there is no need to worry about it. The cotton bow is being solved, and the yarn string is also easy to make. Only the cotton hammer is left...

I heard that it is a tool that helps to twist the bow string. It is not used for beating as the literal meaning means, so this cotton hammer is different from ordinary hammers. Since it is to be used to pick and twist the bowstring, it must have a raised place, and the smooth hammer surface cannot pick up the bowstring.

In this way, it is necessary to carve a whole piece of wood, carve out the entire hammer surface, and finally install the handle.

Ji Qingyue set up several styles of hammers in his mind, intending to carve them all out and test them together, and use whichever one works best.

Li Erlang is indeed a man of action. He just mentioned it last night and this evening he brought back a handful of dried and processed animal sinews and asked Aweng's father to teach him how to twist the bowstring.

According to what Li Aweng said, Li Erlang used many twisted silk threads to tightly wrap the pig tendon into one, and kept kneading it until it was compacted into a complete one, ensuring that it would not fall apart during use.

When he received the bow string, Ji Qingyue was stunned for a moment. He hadn't even made the bow body yet, and Li Erlang had finished the string.

Yes, seven or eight days later, he is still busy carving cotton hammers.

He was going crazy from being tortured by this hammer.

While being tortured, he did not waste time and asked Shiro to find mulberry branches. Mulberry trees have good toughness and are not easy to break.

Ji Qingyue peeled off the bark and cut it into different lengths. He compared the string with the bow to determine the bow length. Then the bow body was polished smooth so as not to irritate the hand, and then the bow strings were tied to both ends of the bow body. When gently picked up by hand, the taut bow strings made a dull sound of "boom boom boom".

In order to make it easier to pick strings, he tried to make three cotton hammers and plucked the strings separately to try out the feel.

After trying it, he found that the string-picking part of the cotton hammer was too deep or too protruding and could easily jam the string; if it was too shallow, it would not hook and could easily be worn flat.

In the end, Ji Qingyue chose a wooden hammer carved like a Christmas tree. Although it was not very handy, it was already the most handy among the three hammers.

Once you become a skilled worker, then see how you can improve.

The only thing left to make is the yarn-pulling strip, which can be made from a strip of cloth, a stick and a rope.

What is tied around the waist is a thick piece of cloth, so that the curved wooden stick stuck in the cloth at the back of the waist will not be shaken. There is a rope tied to the top of the wooden stick, and the cotton bow is hung on the rope.

With the yarn string holding the cotton bow, there is no need to put the entire weight of the bow on one hand.

The yarn strings share the weight of the cotton bow. In this way, the cotton player can easily lift the bow with one hand and twist the bow string with a cotton hammer with the other hand. It is much easier to hold the bow for a long time than to carry it directly.

Ji Qingyue gradually figured out the tools for popping cotton. In the imperial city far away in Chang'an, the court had just dispersed in the morning. It was rare that the officials only called the right servant and not the left servant. All the courtiers seemed to have not noticed this. After all, he quickly left the palace and went home in an upright manner. When His Majesty has an idea, the two servants will be arranged one by one. They should go home early and not get involved in the dispute.

Lord Zuopushe, one of the official's favorite ministers, Lu Shu had just been punished at home and thought about his faults in front of the wall. Today he was able to come out to court. The official did not mention his name, so he pretended not to know about it and followed him to the official's house knowingly. study.

Zhang Yi glanced at Mr. Zuo Pushe outside the study door, then at the official who seemed to be unaware, and reminded him: "Your Majesty, Mr. Lu is waiting outside the door."

Only then did the emperor notice the person standing outside the door. He put down the pen in his hand, took the purple bamboo shoot tea sent by Zhang Yi, and said in a few words that the tone inside was incomprehensible: "Come in."

But how could everyone here not know that the official family was unhappy now?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Lu Shu didn't seem to notice the official's obvious displeasure. He walked straight into the study, said hello to Mr. You Pushe who was also in the study, and then found his seat and sat down without noticing anything.

The emperor snorted coldly: "You have a lot of face! Can you contact your daughter?"

Lu Shu took the tea brought by the eunuch, took a sip, and replied: "I haven't received a reply, but I need your Majesty's help, and Lu Niang will know what I mean."

It's okay not to mention this, but when he mentioned it, the emperor immediately became furious: "Take his tea away from me!! Who allows him to drink my purple bamboo shoots!!" It's okay if he doesn't kick him out.

Lu Shu didn't care that the tea cup in his hand was taken away by the eunuch. He pretended to brush off the ashes on his sleeves: "Your Majesty, are you still angry about the minister's nighttime intrusion into the imperial city?"

"The law of Dali states that if there is an urgent report, the servants on the left and right can break into the palace to report it. I have given these important ministers these rights, see how you use them!! Bring your order to the palace and borrow two carrier pigeons from me!! You That’s what it’s used for!! You’ve already become an official, how can you be such a child’s play!!” The emperor knocked on the table hard. He hadn’t seen Lu Shu for several days in a row. His mood had almost calmed down. Today, When he went to court again, he just saw this man's face and felt so angry that his liver ached: "Earlier, you begged me to deliver a message to Yang Huang, but now you are asking me to borrow a carrier pigeon? My carrier pigeon travels thousands of miles a day and is trained to travel northwest. Deliver the military order. You'd better ask me and your daughter to deliver the message! You are already Aweng's man, you can really cause trouble for me!!"

As early as the emperor opened his mouth, Lu Shu knelt down on his own initiative, with such a respectful attitude that the emperor couldn't even scold him enough.

After all, he is a cultural person, and he took the initiative to turn off the flames after a while.

Seeing that the official had finished scolding him, Lu Shu raised his head and rarely showed the other side of his youthful deceitfulness: "Your Majesty, you have already fined me ten years of salary, and I have been thinking about it for seven days at home. , I made all the mistakes because I was too anxious at the time..."

The emperor stopped Lu Shu again and again: "Hey, what you said is wrong. Is it because I want to fine you ten years of salary? This is what you agreed to when you were acting like a rogue! You pulled me out of the way, but I didn't. I’ve seen you so shameless. That night was really an eye-opener for me. You begged me to lend you the carrier pigeon, and you acted like a fool to repay me. Are you saying that you don’t put your best effort into doing things on weekdays? "

"No, that's not true. I never slack off in the matters that Your Majesty usually handles. After this experience, I can only repay His Majesty's grace by working even harder."

The emperor was tired of arguing with him and waved his hand: "Get up, I know you love your daughter. Remember, you don't want the ten years' salary. Don't ask about it in the future."

Lu Shu's face suddenly changed into many expressions, and finally he sighed deeply and bowed deeply to the emperor, "My memory is still good, and I will definitely not forget it."

Master Youpushe, who had watched the entire scene, finally managed to interject: "Your Majesty is merciful, Mr. Lu just loves his daughter so much that he has finally received the punishment. When Lu Niang returns safely, Mr. Lu will take her to the palace to express his gratitude. This matter can be considered a good outcome.”

The brief quarrel ended quickly. They came to the study not to argue, but to report important matters to the officials.

A few people finally corrected their mentality and started discussing business.

After two months, the Dongri religion was finally wiped out, and now it is time to take back most of the temple land.

Dali Law: Taoist priests and monks are each allocated 30 acres of land, and women and nuns are allocated 20 acres.

Just because the previous monarchs, in order to find better ways to quickly stabilize the people's emotions, vigorously supported the spread of Buddhism, built Buddhist temples, and ordered Taoist monks and nuns not only to be exempted from taxes, but also not required to serve. However, even with such "benefits", because At that time, the land policy was not out of date, the people were still living, and few farmers wanted to make a fortune without making money.

But after hundreds of years of development, the previous dynasty has long been destroyed. Now the domestic situation has changed. There are tens of millions of households in the world, with a population of 50 million, and the number of monks and nuns has reached more than 500,000.

In other words, more than 500,000 people occupy more than 11 million acres of farmland every year without paying grain taxes.

And these data are just conservative estimates of the two adults. Taoist temples create records every three years, and now there must be more than this number.

Although it is said that to become a monk, you must report to the county government and receive permission before you can receive the land. However, over the past few hundred years, the power of Buddhist temples has become increasingly powerful. Many people have bypassed the government and did not need the official seal to measure the land. They took it away by force. The land of ordinary people.

This group of people serve gods and Buddhas wholeheartedly and disrespect the monarch. How can the monarch tolerate the existence of such forces and take away his rights?

In China, humans and gods coexist. Gods are not everything, but talents are the foundation. Any force that uses divine power to rob human rights will be beaten to the point where they dare not call themselves gods anymore. A good god must serve the people, not just sit on the altar. Enjoy the incense and service of the people.

If it doesn't work, the Buddha statues will be smashed into dust by you!

The reason why the suppression of bandits goes hand in hand with the extermination of Buddha is to get the innocent bandits to come down from the mountains and return to the farmland.

As long as the lives of ordinary people are not contaminated on their hands, the government will be open to the public, re-register, naturalize and enter the account, naturalize to claim land, and enter the account to perform military service.

If he becomes a bandit again, he will no longer be forgiven. He will be convicted and sentenced. Those who deserve to be killed will be killed, and those who deserve to be exiled will be exiled.

The emperor decided on the strategy, and the two ministers added details, and the details were quickly finalized.

"Your Majesty, even if the Uighurs declare their submission, I believe that they cannot be allowed to linger. Once they recover, they will still attack Dali. How can a hundred years of hatred be wiped out by a defeat?" Your servant shot Zuo Fu, although he was only a civil servant. , but for many years he has managed the three ministries of war, punishment, and industry. He knows the law and the art of war well. He dare not talk about military affairs on paper, but he can also talk to military generals.

The purpose of the Uighurs' submission this time is obvious. They brought gold, silver, jewelry, cattle, sheep and beauties. Not only did they want to use it as compensation, but they also wanted to sit on the negotiating table with Dali as equals and persuade the Dali emperor to open the border market with the Uighurs. , they will no longer go south to snatch resources.

Bad location is the original sin.

The geographical location of a country determines what resources the country can obtain. Why should the northwest desert country trade with Dali, which has a vast territory and abundant resources? The geographical location has already determined that they are inferior in the trading field. Even if the border market is opened, Dali will definitely have a trade surplus. .

If things go on like this, Huihe will definitely return to his old business.

These are lessons learned. They have fought with the Uighurs for hundreds of years, and have also tried to accept them. National migration and integration have brought a part of the population, and the rest are more stubborn and stubborn people. They are extremely warlike and take the initiative to destroy Border trade, tearing up agreements, plundering borders, and appropriating border lines.

Fifty years ago, Emperor Hui determined the border line to its current situation, giving Dali a short-term stability.

If peace is negotiated, the people at the border who have been invaded will definitely stand up and oppose, and they will fight to the death with the Uighurs.

The emperor did not want to calmly resolve this national hatred. Some people just can't do it without fighting. If they don't fight, they will behave for a few years, and if they fight, they will behave for decades.

"I know. Now is the season of autumn grain harvest. No chaos should be caused. Stabilizing the banditry in the country is the top priority. Stock up on military supplies. A battle with the Uighurs is inevitable after all..." The emperor, who was in his fourth year on the throne, sat deeply on the Taishi chair. , eyes shining brightly.

In the center of Shangli Village, it seems that no one lives in the quiet courtyard. The simple mud room is filled with expensive and exquisite utensils. The windows are newly pasted with a layer of thin and transparent window paper, corresponding to a touch of beauty. The figure was lying on the chaise longue, boredly reading the book in his hand.

Lu Lu has never stepped out of his house since he came to the village.

Now that my cousin has gone back to the county to do some random things, there is no one in the room with whom she can talk to relieve her boredom. Fortunately, she is quiet by nature, so she can endure the loneliness and does not feel that the room is cramped.

At this time, the female guard stood by the window and reported: "Miss, the magistrate of Shandan County wants to see you!"

Lu Lu raised his eyes and hummed softly.

The guards only allowed the county magistrate to be admitted to the hospital. The magistrate stood fearfully outside the window of the mud house and bowed respectfully: "Miss Lu is well. Shandan County Magistrate Zhou Lanjian has seen Miss Lu."

The figure in the window has already sat upright, and the female guard has closed the gauze curtain on the window. From the window, the blurry outline inside cannot be seen, only the voice comes out without any obstruction: "Master Zhou is the magistrate of Shanshan County, a seventh-grade official." There is no need to be so polite to me. But there is news from Dad from Chang'an?"

Zhou Lanjian responded: "Yes, yes! A few days ago, my subordinates reported that His Majesty's Royal Pigeon sent a letter here. The letter said to hand over the wax-sealed bamboo tube to Miss Lu." He handed the bamboo tube to the female guard on the side and continued. "If Master Lu hadn't sent the message here, the junior official wouldn't have known that Miss Lu had arrived in Shandan."

Lu Lu had nothing to say, except for one sentence: "There are still things you don't know about under the rule of the county magistrate. It seems that you are too relieved."

Zhou Lanjian knew that he had slacked off during this period. He was not angry when he was reprimanded, but became more and more respectful: "I know my mistake, little official. I didn't know that Miss Lu was here before, but now I know that this place is simple. If Miss Lu doesn't come back, Live in the county?”

"No, you can go back." Lu Lu took the bamboo tube, checked the seal on the wax seal, and after making sure it had not been opened, gently crushed the wax seal and took out the bamboo tube inside.

There were familiar handwriting on the note, and Lu Lu's eyes suddenly turned red. It would be a lie to say he missed home after being out for so long.

Dad's letter told her to wait until someone would take her back to Beijing.

Send, not pick up. Lu Lu immediately understood what his father meant.

The county magistrate was ignored and had no choice but to leave.