The general will eat grass

In the early spring of March, it was warm and cold.

In a remote village in the middle of the mountain in the northwest suburbs, from time to time there were explosions of earthen pots and people's exclamations. Occasionally, there would be a fire that shot up to the sky, dyeing the sky above the village black.The villagers at the foot of the mountain were so frightened that they talked a lot, and asked the village chief to ask in the village.

The village head and two young men from the village came to the gate of Zhuangzi, only to see four vicious guards with swords standing at the gate, and soldiers with spears passing through the gate from time to time.With the support of two young men, the village head did not lose his legs. He pointed to the black smoke in the sky, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, please, let me ask, what is going on in the village?" Is it? Do you need the villagers to come and help put out the fire?"

The four guards glanced at each other, and one of them who was more talkative stood up, "Don't worry, old man, my general set the fire, it's no big deal."

"Ah? Is your general okay to set fire to play at home?" The three were curious.

The guard smiled embarrassingly: "Yes, the general was dismissed and had nothing to do, so he brought our young lady here to play with fire."

Other guards: "...." I don't know how the general will feel after hearing his words.

At the same time, in Zhuangzi, the rattan ball fire bomb was tested several times, and the flame finally burned just right. "It's done, it's done, add some asbestos to the velvet grass, the burning speed will be reduced, and the temperature of Mars is just enough to crack the earthen pot." Feng Jingyan, the third son of the Feng family, exclaimed excitedly.

Duke Ding: "Yeah, hahaha, good stuff, Song'er is really our family's treasure!" He originally wanted to leave behind the secret method of making armor and arm his own Tiangang army first.But the second son had an accident and urgently needed help. Zhao Yuansong did the right thing regardless of his previous entrustment to hand over the secret method.It's just that he felt a little regretful when he saw the good weapons falling by the side. Now that he saw the success of the sepak takraw fire bomb test, he really had no regrets or regrets at all.Attack is the best defense. It is more meaningful to kill more enemies with fire bombs than to have a high defense.

Deng Mian finally waited until Changgui's father prepared the next fire bomb. He was so bold that he directly lit it in his hand and threw it out.As the earthen pot exploded, sparks flew everywhere, tung oil was scattered on the surface, and the soil was also burned.Behind Zhao Yuansong, Fugen and the others were chattering about something, Zhao Yuansong listened twice, his eyes lit up, and he also leaned over to join their discussion.

Seeing Feng Jingde's eyes looking over, Feng Jingwei bumped him with his shoulder and blinked at him, the teasing in his eyes was self-evident.

Feng Jingde: "He is just right, I have to watch him."

Just at this time, Zhao Yuansong waved to the side and shouted: "General, come here, we have a new idea."

Feng Jingde raised his feet and strode over.

Feng Jingwei: "..." Doesn't this mean that he married a wife and forgot his brother?

Feng Jingyan was very interested in making weapons, so he also ran over with Da Da.After listening to their ideas, I also added some of my own opinions.Soon after, the new type of fire popped out of the oven.Duke Ding watched them igniting different sizes of takraw ball fire bombs, and curiously came over to ask about the situation.Feng Jingde replied: "We need to calculate the burning time of the fire bomb, and find the one that is most suitable for use on the catapult, and the sepak takraw fire bomb is lighter than the falling rock, so the throwing distance with the catapult must be far. According to the throwing distance, we can still Manufacture different levels of catapults, if the lightest one can weigh as much as a simple siege ladder, we can take it with us when we march.”

"Oh, good idea, try it quickly, try it quickly. By the way, you will go back and tell your mother later that you will decide to stay in Zhuangzi for a while." Said not to go back.

In this way, another rumor spread in Kyoto.It is said that the two generals in Dingguo's mansion lost their official positions and were very unhappy. Dingguo directly hid in the suburban Zhuangzi, smashed things and set fire to them. His sons tried to persuade him but failed to persuade him to go back.

Ting Weiling took over part of the administrative military affairs, and the trial of Minister Liu Xianzuo and Chen County Magistrate was coming to an end. Liu Xianzuo was relegated to the northernmost bitter cold place in Puyang County to be the county magistrate. The two leaders of the county magistrate are in charge of documents, warehouses and prisons, and they have never been able to face the emperor directly.County magistrate Chen was the most unlucky one in this incident. He was accused of disrupting the morale of the army, fleeing in battle, and embezzling civilians.County magistrate Chen had the most contact with the common people, and the conflicts he had generated were also the most direct. Only by killing him can the people's hearts be appeased.

In mid-March, the whole family celebrated Zhao Yuansong's birthday.This is Zhao Yuansong's first birthday celebrated by relatives in the ten years since he left A Niang.Zhao Yuansong held the noodles made by Mrs. Ding Guo himself, tears streaming down his face.

"Hey, this child, don't eat it if it doesn't taste good, don't cry!" Mrs. Dingguo half-jokingly said.

"Okay, delicious, very fragrant." Zhao Yuansong snorted and shoveled the noodles into his mouth, as if someone would snatch them from him.

Seeing that Duke Ding's eyes were red, he rarely said softly: "Eat slowly, after it tastes good, let your mother make it for you every day."

Well, this sentence hit the softest part of Zhao Yuansong's heart again, he said yes, burst into tears, and the noodles hanging from the corner of his mouth fell into the bowl.

It's just a birthday, let's see what happened!Duke Ding was at a loss, turned his head and said to his second son, "Why are you so stupid, why don't you coax him well."

Just reaching out to wipe away Zhao Yuansong's tears, he snatched the bowl in his hand and stuffed it all into his own mouth, then picked up Zhao Yuansong who was so stupid and forgot to cry, and carried it back to his yard.

Everyone: "..."

Deng Mian, who was always being fed dog food, was used to it. When Feng Jingyan was in a daze, he took the last piece of sauced pig's trotter from his bowl, lowered his head and gnawed.

Wan concealed his displeasure, and explained for others: "Father and mother, don't worry about it. Brother Song's illness is just right, and the second brother is worried about him, which is why he is so reckless and forgets etiquette. Hehe."

Feng Jingwei frowned, and said in a low voice, "Don't talk too much."

Wan's face blushed, and he lowered his head aggrieved.Secretly said: Why can they do anything, but I can't say a word!It seems that, as my younger brother said, a woman must have a backer!She turned her head to look at Jing Yi who was sitting next to her, and her eyes flashed with darkness.

The Biezhuang on the outskirts of the Dingguo Mansion was converted into a weapons testing ground, and Fugen and his parents also moved there. They are now the backbone of the Vajra Rattan military research and development technology. Living there is not only more comfortable, but also finds its own value of existence.In the next few years, this Zhuangzi lived in several great immortals one after another, and together they brainstormed and made many good things.

There was a long queue in front of the Huanyue building every day, and the manager in the building suggested Zhao Yuansong to expand the business more than once, but Zhao Yuansong refused.Zhao Yuansong had a good impression of the steward, so he told him about his plan. "Steward Wang, don't worry, I plan to open another Huanyue Building in Nancheng. The address has been chosen, and it's near Nanji Market."

"Didn't Fourth Master open the building next to the Flower Street this time?" Nanji Market is a place where ordinary people sell groceries, and there are few rich people. He couldn't figure out who Zhao Yuansong wanted to make money from.

Zhao Yuansong: "For rich men, the fun places are not limited to Huajie and Liuxiang. The things of ordinary people in Nanji Market are also very interesting, but no one has prepared a resting place for them. They don't want to sit with rough people." Once upon a time These dandies often go there, not to mention other things, they can buy a lot of mountain delicacies and game.There are many goods merchants there, and sometimes you can not only see southern goods, but also some small things from other countries.

Guanshi Wang suddenly realized and nodded, "Okay, Fourth Master, I'll listen to you."

However, within a few days, Guanshi Wang and a few boys suddenly left without saying goodbye, turned around and joined Mr. Jiang's door, and quickly opened a gambling house called Huanxilou in Nanji Market.

When Zhao Yuansong got the news, he just raised his eyebrows.Brother An said angrily: "This steward Wang is too useless. The Second Young Madam shouldn't have returned the deed to them back then."

"At the beginning, I didn't think about keeping them." After all, it was a shop that the Changle Hou Mansion took over later, and it changed hands several times in the middle.Zhao Yuansong said with a smile: "Didn't they go to seek refuge with Mr. Jiang, that's just right, let the words out, just say that Wang Guanshi and the others were greedy for the money in the building, and I was driven away by the fourth master."

The businessman values ​​sincerity and trust, stole his idea, and still wants to live a good life.They prayed that they could always work under Mr. Jiang, otherwise, it would be difficult to find a job in the capital in the future.

"What about the vacancy in Huanyue Building?" Brother An asked again. He arranged for the guards in the building to enter. Seeing that the steward ran away, if the building couldn't be opened, they would have to return to their hometowns to farm.But their families were poor, and many of them gave up the land to their brothers, who made money to marry wives and raise children, and they had no land to plant when they returned home.

Zhao Yuansong looked at Brother An, then at Feng Jingde, and asked: "General, from the preparation of the Huanyue Building to the operation, Brother An has been busy with it. Look, how about assigning Brother An to be in charge of the Huanyue Building?"

Brother An was surprised at first, and then his face was full of joy.He has a disability, but he is also a man with his own ambitions, and he doesn't want to die of old age in the backyard.He would be very happy if he could go out to work and still be with his old comrades in arms.

Feng Jingde didn't miss Ange's expression, and nodded in agreement. "Okay, there is still a shortage of staff in the store, and we are going to open a second Huanyuelou, Brother An, you can arrange some people to come over."

"Yes, General." Brother An was overjoyed to be able to find work for more brothers who had retired from the battlefield, making the scar on his face look a bit hideous.

"As for those 'stolen' small gambling skills, let's change the way of playing. This kind of thing is new to play, and it will not be so attractive after a while." Zhao Yuansong followed with a smile and walked to the wind. Before respecting the case, pick up a pen and paper and start writing the plan.There are 58 kinds of gambling arts, and 99 kinds have evolved from them.The cultural people gathered in Nancheng are uneven, and gambling on poetry, calligraphy and painting is not necessary at all, they are more suitable for playing dice to guess the size.It's just that the gambling capital or content of the bet needs to be changed. After all, common people don't have much money, so it's always bad to ruin their fortunes.

Zhao Yuansong is considered a rich man now. In addition to the 20 taels given to him by Li Gonggong, there is also 5 taels from Feng Jingde. Now he has integrated and adjusted all his properties.Since this year's work arrangement has been discussed with the managers and shopkeepers of various Zhuangzi shops, only the plan for the second half of the year can be slightly adjusted.

In addition to gold and silver, Beixuan also uses cloth as payment, so how to increase cloth production is also a top priority.Cotton comes from Xi'an country and cannot be eaten. There are relatively few people who grow it in the Central Plains.The same is true for silk. Those who grow mulberry and raise silkworms are generally wealthy families in the south.

It seems more troublesome to develop trade, transport raw materials back for processing and then sell them.Zhao Yuansong thinks that it can be processed locally and then distributed to other places, which is more cost-effective.But in the current era, some production techniques are family-owned, and passing them on to outsiders is equivalent to cutting off one's own way of life.Therefore, his idea is not easy to implement.

In fact, cloth and silk are not as important as food, and generals need food even more in war.Alas, if the people of Beixuan can't even provide food and clothing, who else will buy cloth and porcelain?The Huns were poorer, and the Theo seemed to have little food.

Seeing Zhao Yuansong holding a pen in a daze, Feng Jingde walked up to him to look at his plan on paper, "Food and cultivated land? In fact, Beixuan has quite a lot of land planted, most of which are distributed in the Lianjiang River Basin. Beixuan and Nanyuan Ben As a family, the two countries can be seen across the river now. The emperor was afraid that after the people of the two countries exchanged what they had, it would arouse their ideas of restoring the old country, so they banned the people on both sides of the Lianjiang River from coming and going, and banned farming along the banks. A large number of people moved to Songzhou near the house."

Zhao Yuansong smacked his lips: "So, if you want to have more food, you have to persuade the emperor to lift the ban on farming at the mouth of the Lianjiang River?"

Feng Jingde nodded.

"Well, let's forget it." Zhao Yuansong put down his pen and decided to develop his own business first.The emperor's narrow-mindedness is a well-known secret, Dingguo's mansion is not doing well, and it has caused so many troubles.

Feng Jingde stretched out his hand and patted his head, "Do whatever you want. Jishui County also has a lot of land, so you can plant it as you please." I don't know if Fourth Master Zhao in the previous life also had this kind of concern for the country and the people.Thinking of the current situation in the Marquis of Changle, Feng Jingde's eyes darkened. In his last life, Zhao Yuansong must have had a very hard life, otherwise he wouldn't have become that cunning.

With support, Zhao Yuansong laughed so hard that his teeth could not be seen. "I heard that the rice in our mansion is all grown in Jishui. So there is a kind of millet in the south, the sticky, full-fledged kind. Can we grow more?"

"Mother has been taking care of this matter, let's go, let's ask her."

When Duke Ding heard that there was good food that could withstand hunger, he was pleasantly surprised again. He kept praising Zhao Yuansong as a lucky baby.If the army is replaced by food that can withstand hunger, then more food and grass preparations can be made.To know the victory of a war, the issue of food and grass is also the most important thing to ignore.

The order given by Taoist Master Baima Guan was really accurate, and his wife, De'er, is really well married, and she is really a good wife!