Dress to be a celebrity

When Zhou Wang and his party rushed to Liaodong, Zuo Chang Shi Chuxiu also galloped to Hanzhong Mansion on horseback.

Although he was a weak civil servant, fortunately he was young and strong, and he could ride a horse. He went out and stayed overnight for a month. Finally, when the rice harvest was abundant, he set foot on the wharf on the north bank of the Han River with a team of royal guards.

It's only been a few months since we last saw each other, but the pier has undergone some surprising changes.

The wooden pier was replaced by stone strips and cement, and the platform was enlarged a lot. Several pulleys were built beside the stone platform, and someone was shaking the winch to switch the goods on the ship and on the dock.The carts pulling goods and the small carts carrying goods are constantly coming and going, and the carriages pulling people from the inn are sandwiched between them. The people and horses alighting from the boat are bustling and bustling, making it even more prosperous.

Following the flow of people and looking down the pier, the road has been widened by several steps, and the ground is paved with something. It looks gray and inlaid with fine stones, which is not very smooth, but it is very smooth when walking up.

A large cart full of stones ran over, leaving only a white mark on the road, and the ground never sank into a small ditch.

Looking forward along the main road, there is a big red banner tied with a rope between the branches of the big tree beside the distant road, on which is written in big yellow characters: Forty miles ahead of Hanzhong Fucheng.

There are many such banners hanging in the road farther ahead. Although the handwriting on them can't be seen clearly, you can guess what it says.

Chu Changshi suddenly had some misconceptions, thinking that he did not go out for three months, but went there for three to five years, and the prefect of Song had already completed one term here.

In his ears, he vaguely heard people talking about "there was no such thing when I came back last time", "The change of Hanzhong Mansion is really the same every day", "Sichuan luxury merchants also come to the mansion to buy glass", "It's a pity that refractory bricks and good stone medicine are sold by the government. "The words, can't help but look at the Hanzhong Economic Park that Song Zhifu first tossed out.

On this wharf, even more far-reaching changes must have originated from the economic park that the prefect of Song Dynasty built on a sudden whim; the "fertilizer" that can produce thirteen ears of Ruihe must also have been produced there, but it is a pity that I have no time to see it when I come back read.

fertilizer.

"Su Wen" says that "the birth of things is called transformation, and the extremes of things are called changes." Zhu Zi also said that "changes are gradual; transformations are transformations." Isn't this "fertilizer" just to induce ordinary crops to turn into Jiahe Creation of creation?

At the beginning, he thought the name "Chemical Fertilizer" was common, but now he realizes that Master Song is a man of heaven, and the names he chooses are not easy to change.

Chu Xiu was full of anticipation, and the days of hard work and boats disappeared at this moment. She got on her horse and went straight to Hanzhong Prefecture.

He brought more than ten personal guards with him, wearing a grass-green military coat, and riding a fine horse provided by the palace. He was neat and tidy, with extraordinary momentum. The chariots and horses he encountered on the road were all taken away by their momentum, and they took the initiative to avoid the road.In less than an hour, Chu Xiu galloped to the gate of the Hanzhong mansion, pointed at the gate of the mansion with a whip, and said brightly: "Notify the magistrate of Song Dynasty, and I come to see you at the order of the prince."

On this day, Song Zhifu did not go to the grassroots inspection. He was approving official documents in the second hall. Have some tea and snacks."

As soon as the words fell, the footsteps of Chu Changshi and a group of personal guards sounded neatly in the government office.Xu has been patrolling the border for a long time, and he has been contaminated with a bit of a hard-line soldier's style. Chu Changshi's walking steps have also become larger, and the thick hem of his clothes was carried by the wind, and he walked into the second hall of the mansion like a shooting star.

Song Shi didn't even have time to step down to greet him, and only watched Yang Zirong from Linhaixueyuan step into the court.

Followed by his teammates.

Chu Changshi pulled off the scarf on his face, revealing a slightly tanned face, looking at him with burning eyes, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Song, your Jiahe..."

Needless to say, I have been waiting for you to come!

Song Shi gave a salute to him, grabbed his wrist directly, took him back, and said, "Brother Chu and everyone, follow me to the backyard. I have everything ready. I'm afraid that if you don't come, I will almost arrange someone directly." Take it to find His Highness."

His strides were bigger than Chu Zuoshi's. Relying on his leisurely waiting for work in the government office, he was full of energy, and he almost dragged the long history into the back office room, and lifted a three-foot-square wooden box from the ancient rack. .

The surface of the box is not painted, only polished smooth, with a faint fragrance of elm wood in the light yellow texture, the lid of the box is covered with glass plates, and the inside of the box is lined with red brocade forging, with a nail neatly nailed inside. Rice with roots and spikes.

Chu Xiu's voice trembled with nervousness, took the box with both hands, and asked, "This is the legendary Thirteen Spikes..."

As he asked, he lowered his head to count the spikes, but he gritted his teeth and swallowed his voice.

Why... so many spikes?

Part of the sword leaf of that rice seedling was stripped off, leaving only a few short leaves, but the ears of rice were nailed to the soft satin surface with thin threads, and the branches spread out like a fan.Each big ear is also spread out thinly, and on a long stalk that grows an ear on the top, there are many small ears bearing grains, which are opposite to each other like bird feathers, and it is impossible to count how many ears there are at a glance.

A three-foot-square box is almost impossible to open. Is there really only thirteen spikes?

He almost put his face on the box and counted the ears, but fortunately Mr. Song was considerate and pointed to the writing on the lower right side of the box, beside the rice: "It's all written on it, this plant is from Xunxixiang County. The fragrant rice plant is more than two feet and seven feet long, with a total of thirteen spikes, each spike has six to nine branches, and each branch bears more than six grains, as many as fifteen..."

There are as many as one thousand and forty grains in this one rice plant.

Chu Xiu's eyes were almost stuck into the box, and she couldn't bear to move away, counting the grains one by one.Song Shi knew what was going on in his mind, and without urging him, he moved down a few solid wood specimen boxes with the same glass cover from the shelf——

The rice in these boxes also has its own strengths, some are the same thirteen rice, some have really grown up, and some have very dense grains on one ear... But none of them are as good as the comprehensive one, so we have Less than the preferential treatment of one plant per box, only two, three or even five plants can be squeezed into one box.

He piled all these boxes on the table, let Chu Changshi study them slowly, and ordered someone to prepare a meal for him and his accompanying guards.

Make more small pieces of delicate snacks and porridge. It is estimated that Chu Changshi does not want to eat for a while, so get some food that can be stuffed in his mouth so as not to delay his research on grain samples.

Chu Xiu counted the rice grains so fascinatedly that he didn't want to go back to the palace all afternoon. Song Shi rummaged through the rice planting notes printed in the past half a year under different environments, regions, and soil conditions, and packed two The box was put aside together.

When packing up his things, he also looked at Chu Changshi, imagining Huan Ling's current appearance in front of his rough and red skin.

It will probably be a little dark, the cheeks will be flushed, and the skin will be a little rough, no longer as white and tender as at home.But it doesn't matter if a man has dark spots, Ling Ge'er has good facial features, and if he is darker, his outline will appear clearer and more international.

But having said that, now Dazheng is the kingdom of heaven and all nations come to court, and the fashion of Dazheng is the international fashion, so if you get tanned...

As long as he looks good.

He is now standing on the top of the Dazheng Dynasty's examination circle anyway. Before no one surpassed him, thousands of talented scholars and fashion pioneers who used scientific research to discuss heroes would still use him as a weathervane. He said that a good-looking tan is a good-looking tan.

Of course, not so black is also good-looking.When we return to Hanzhong, it is also a pleasure to get Huan Ling some milk, pearls, Qizibai facial mask and so on, and slowly whiten him.

Chu Changshi looked at the rice specimens, and Song Shi looked at Chu Changshi's flushed face, each thinking about their own thoughts, which can be regarded as "joyful and harmonious".

However, it was getting late, so Song Shi asked someone to serve dinner, and asked Chu Changshi to go back to rest after eating earlier.I will take care of myself, pack up some things that King Zhou can use, and return to Beijing early to wait.

No matter when the king of Zhou arrives, their subordinates have to wait early, otherwise they will arrive and Jiahe will not arrive, so wouldn't they be in a hurry?

Chu Changshi is not the kind of person who doesn't know the importance. At night, he asked someone to wrap a few specimen boxes with cotton and cotton cloth thickly.He also took the bookcase to store Song Shiyin's experimental notes, found an exquisite wooden box to put it in, and dispatched thirty personal guards to escort him with Zhou Wangjun's decree, said goodbye to Song Shi, and went straight to the capital.

He rode horses for most of the trip to Hanzhong, and he didn't rest for a few days when he arrived at Hanzhong Mansion. He immediately traveled eastward along the river, back and forth for [-] li, which was actually more time-consuming than the [-]-li journey that King Zhou and his party took to Liaodong. Still less.

When he left Juyong Pass and stayed in the appointed inn, King Zhou and his party hadn't returned yet.

It's not just because of the harsh climate in Liaodong, but because they encountered several waves of assassinations on the way back from Liaodong.In the cold weather in Liaodong, someone dressed up as a horse bandit and braved the cold to ambush in the forest. Fortunately, Li Shuo, the general soldier of Liaodong, sent his servant to patrol with a binoculars. He spotted the bandit early and killed him immediately.

Those frontier soldiers killed people much more ruthlessly than their children raised in the capital. First, a shower of arrows swept across the formation, and then they lined up in a fan and rushed forward, loaded gunpowder and bullets on the horse, and only fired when they were fifty paces away. , As soon as he sent it down, Bai Xuejian saw flesh and blood flying together.

Later, the ambush gradually realized that they had binoculars and could see through those people's disguises, so they didn't dare to appear easily, so they set traps on the road instead.The trap was covered with thick snow, so that the leading car and horse fell into the snow pit, and the axle fell off. It took a lot of effort to lift the car out again and repair it on the road.

If it weren't for the personal guards of the royal residence, apart from the fat jackets and cotton trousers issued by the army, and the full set of clothes, boots and socks donated by the Hanzhong government, they would have worn a few extra layers for working in the snow, and it would have been so cold.

However, the most chilling thing is not the wind and snow, but the ambushes and traps again and again, and there are shadows of court figures behind them.

When they first caught the ambushing "horse bandits", they felt that something was wrong: the clothes of the horse bandits were too neat and clean, and their weapons were also good weapons made of thousand-forged steel, which were not suitable for bandits who went into the mountains to make a living. some.And the few bandits who were temporarily killed by Mr. Li's subordinate Ding Chong also seemed to have been trained, and they raised their knives to commit suicide before they were captured.

They even encountered a few groups of robbers, some killed and some ran fast, but they all seemed to be scrupulous about them and did not dare to kill them. Afterwards, the number of robbers gradually decreased, and some people dug traps on the road to trap them.They thought that someone was coming to ambush again, and they unloaded the car and surrounded it outside to prevent arrows and crossbows, but they never waited for the enemy to attack, as if the enemy's purpose was to stop them and delay their return.

Li Zongbing's family member Ding Qi said: "A few days ago, I heard from our master that there were horse bandits entering Liaodong. I thought they were ordinary bandits or Wuliang Haru bandits, but now it doesn't look like it. It's weird."

It's not bandits, but old people in Beijing, just to prevent them from entering Beijing, not to kill people to silence them.

Can't or dare not?

Huan Ling squinted his eyes and looked at the capital. The blazing sun and the ice and snow blended in his sight, reflecting a chill in his heart:

Is it to delay them from returning to the palace to pay the order, and to make His Majesty disappointed with King Zhou?

Knowing that they cultivated auspicious Jiahe in Hanzhong, they want to stop them here and take the opportunity to go to Hanzhong to snatch it?

Is it the Prince Zhou's Mansion in Beijing... or even something happened to the little emperor's grandson?

He went to King Zhou's chariot and privately expressed his guess, and also reported the person who guessed.

Ordinary thieves, even ordinary courtiers, who would dare to send someone to attack the eldest son of the emperor?What's more, this eldest son has been disgusted by the Holy One, and he will no longer hinder other people's way.Unless their original purpose was not the king of Zhou, but by blocking the king of Zhou, it would be disadvantageous to the little emperor and grandson.

The King of Zhou made these speculations weigh heavily on his heart, and he became more and more silent. He sent a few personal soldiers to the vicinity of the capital to inquire about the news.

Huan Ling was afraid that those people would make any further moves, so he took over the command of the personal guards, arranged for the sentries to take turns in the morning and evening, and expanded the scope of inspections.After walking so cautiously for a while, the road ahead became clearer, and the convoy moved much faster.

Although they didn't know what backhand the opponent had, they took precautions and seized the opportunity to speed up and rush towards the pass.When the convoy arrived at Guangning Zhongtun, there happened to be an imperial decree passed to the border town, which also relieved their tension and worries these days——

At the end of September, Princess Zhou gave birth to her son safely. The Holy One was overjoyed and personally bestowed a name on him.

Zheng Xian.

Grandson of Emperor Zheng.

He was given a name by the emperor when he was born.

It seems that their Prince Zhou's mansion is safe, the concubine and the son are safe, so they can worry less.

The king of Zhou was happy to have a son, and when he learned the good news that his parents, wife and children were safe, he suddenly felt broad-minded - as long as the palace and palace are safe, even if the auspiciousness is robbed, it is not so worrying!

He doesn't want to rely on auspiciousness to invite favor, but Mr. Song has planted Jiahe, and he is willing to spread his method to make the world abundant and the people live in peace.For Da Zheng to win this good minister, this is what really deserves him to go to the court to report the good news. As for Jiahe itself, it is not that important.

Anyway, with Mr. Song around, which year can't grow Jiahe, isn't there more good news to report next year?

The group set off again full of joy and anticipation.Beyond Guangning Zhongtun, Ningyuan, and Guangning Qiantun is Shanhaiguan.

After entering the customs, the weather was warmer than that of Liaodong, and the snow could not cover so many traces. Yongping was also the capital of Beizhili, and there were villages where common people lived everywhere. There is no such wasteland as Liaodong for ambush.Those assassins did not dare to move lightly, and finally disappeared.The king of Zhou and his party rushed to Juyongguan under the escort of civil and military officials from Yongping Prefecture to meet, or wait for Chu Changshi, who brought Jiahe from Hanzhong, to come to meet.

When the convoy was approaching Juyongguan, the commander of the personal guards sent the young guards who were best at riding horses into the pass to search for people.The young sergeant could beat the horse fast even in the snow, and in the blink of an eye, he blended into the city gate of the size of the scenery in the distant painting, and when their convoy rushed to the city gate through the snow, a scarlet figure in a green robe also appeared. Stepped out on the horse and met the team of cars.

Chu Changshi rolled down from the horse, bowed deeply through the curtain of the car, and said, "Chu Xiu lived up to her mission—"

Please His Royal Highness King Zhou bring auspiciousness to Beijing to face the saint.

That's not a Jiahe plant, it's a full box of Jiahe!There has never been such a move forward for thousands of years, and it has never been pushed back... I am afraid that except for Song Sanyuan who overwhelmed himself, no one else can create such a vigorous scene of presenting Jiahe.