scientific farming

On the long street, the hustle and bustle is still there, but it is extremely quiet.

Xiao slightly recalled, quickly and vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding situation, making sure that no one was paying attention to this side, he suddenly relaxed his breath.Looking at the smiling Song Wen in front of him, he felt complicated.

In the army, there are two men together, but when they leave the army, they usually get married and have children.And his appearance is good, Xiao Lue knew this since he was a child, when there were rumors that the rebellion failed and all the families were beheaded, the current emperor wanted to choose someone to be the prince's heir, and he was chosen because he was good-looking, plus he was witty, Take the initiative to atone for the Dali Dynasty guarding the border.

He also thought that Song Wen was just like what he had seen in the army at that time, and when the time came, he would still marry a wife and have children.Song Wen also said that he was the only one in the Song family, how could he not marry a wife or have children?Song Wen was so filial, such unfilial actions must be impossible.

Xiao Lue became more and more certain when he thought about it, he thought clearly in his heart, and his mind cleared up, but his face was still pale.It's one thing to know, it's another thing to see it, it's another thing to fight in person.

"I'll think about it." In the end he gave Song Wen such an answer.

This time, it was Song Wen who was startled, and his thoughts of teasing and joking disappeared along with the wind on the long street.

Xiao Lue stared at Song Wen's staring eyes, continued to bite the bullet, and confirmed with a slumped face: "If, if I agree, agree, then you will be willing..."

Song asked: "Of course, but..." Faced with Xiao Lue's cheek muscles that instantly tightened, he raised his finger and shook it lightly, "I said that I lost my memory, and that's true. Those subsets of classics and history are completely different. Remember. But..."

Xiao Lue was instantly nervous and stared at the person closely.

Song Wen smiled and promised: "But others can still come up with ideas. After all, my Song family ancestors taught me that only my wife will always follow my lead."

Xiao Lue murmured: "I know. Then I, I will think about it... think about it..."

Fuck!This is really dedicated to the country, even dedicating one's life can be done!Song Wen asked how the turmoil in his heart was, but with a smile on his face, he readily agreed: "Okay."

Xiao slightly lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes fanned down like crow feathers, he hurriedly picked up the tea in front of him and drank it down in one gulp, when the teacup was placed heavily on the table by him, there was a knocking sound, he narrowed his eyes at the teacup, and suddenly He moved his legs and said, "Well, I've finished drinking the tea, so, just go back."

"Okay." Song Wen agreed, got up, and slowly followed Xiao Lue who was hurrying in front of him like a grandfather, with a smile on his lips all the time, like a fox holding a winning ticket.

He really didn't want to involve Xiao Lue at first, but now, in the general direction, let nature take its course, but in the small direction, he must be shameless and shameless to create opportunities.

After making up his mind, Song Wen finally gave up his old man's pace, quickly chased after Xiao Lue, walked side by side with Xiao Lue, smiled and glanced at the momentarily tense person, hesitantly, and then he still dared to speak and asked: "I have something to ask the general for help, I don't know if it's okay?"

As soon as he talked about business, he didn't need to be scrutinized by Song Wen from time to time, Xiao Lue immediately relaxed his whole body, and became that upright and restrained general again: "Say it."

"My family is poor, and the general knows it even if he wants to come. On the way to Beijing, there is not much money left. Fortunately, he was taken care of by the general, and my mother's funeral was handled decently. I became an official, but I really don’t have any money in my hands, and it’s a problem to eat and use on weekdays..."

In short, no money.

Literati are troublesome, two simple words can be explained.

Xiao Lue was helpless, without showing anything on his face, he simply asked: "I have silver, how much do you need?"

Song Wen blushed, pretending to be calm and said: "Can you lend me 30 taels? When the monthly salary comes down, I will pay you back immediately." Seeing that Xiao Lue looked at him without speaking, he felt that it was difficult for him to borrow too much ?It can't be that the general Xiao Lue has no money, right?That's right, Xiao Lue devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Dali Dynasty, it's no wonder he has money!

After a while, he changed his tune and said, "30 taels will not do, but ten taels will do."

Xiao Lue said: "You don't have anything, what can you buy for 30 taels? If you don't mind, you can live in the general's mansion first, and move back after you have bought everything there."

"No." Song Wen refused, "How can someone who has no name or title live in the general's mansion for nothing."

What he said, it seemed that if he lived in the general's mansion, he would have to get married.Thinking about those colleagues in the army who came to the General's Mansion from time to time for a few days and half a month, Xiao Lue really didn't know what expression he should put on, so he simply continued to slump.

Xiao Lue said: "30 taels is not enough, I will go back and get you 300 taels. You use it first, if it is not enough, I will bring it to you later."

Song Wen: I shed tears of poverty!

"Then I'll take it with you?" Song Wen was afraid that Xiao Lue would regret it.

Xiao Lue didn't care about the money, but seeing that Song Wen was in a hurry, he took someone to pick up 200 taels of silver notes and 100 taels of broken silver, so that he could go out and buy some odds and ends on weekdays.

With money by his side, Song Wen suddenly felt that his back straightened a lot, even though he was relying on the money of big brother Xiao Lue.

Originally, after dinner, Song Wen wanted to go to the nearest village near the capital to see the fields. Since he was in charge of farming, of course he wanted to know more about the current situation of the villagers' field income.Of course, the main purpose is to see what the villagers have planted. If there are extra vegetable seeds, then ask the villagers to buy some, which saves money.

But this would bring money, so Song Wen decided not to take needles from the villagers.When he went there, he mainly wanted to see what the villagers had planted, and how the fields had been harvested in previous years, so that he could have a good idea, and don't ask Guo Kaitong, the county magistrate who was not innocent at first glance, to deceive him.

Of course Song Wen was asked to take care of the farming, but he...wouldn't.In modern times, Song Wen is doing space planting, that is, studying how to use the wasted open space in the city to grow food and vegetables, and to grow food and vegetables on roofs, walls and other places.This is why Song Wen wanted to farm the land as soon as he came here, so that he could "comprehend by analogy".

What's more, Song Wen thought about it, there are many villages surrounded by the emperor's relatives and dignitaries, and the villages are scattered farther away, so he needs to investigate first.Instead, he is most concerned about the few places in the capital where the poor live. You must know that there are many rich and powerful people in the capital, and there are more poor people who cannot afford food. Planting his professional space in the capital is more promising than returning to the countryside.

Yes, it's that insidious!

The emperor thought that he used his power to suppress others and forced him to stay in the capital as an official. Xiao Lue also thought it was his compromise. In fact, for Song Wen, staying in the capital would have a better future.

Of course, it would be nice to be able to return to my hometown to farm.At least the head on the neck is solid. In the capital, there is always the illusion of a dangling head!