Dress to be a celebrity

Seasons and seasons, after spring, March and February, it was sunny, rainy and smokey, and the prefect Chunshen advised the farmers.Farming is heavy on agriculture, and the levy of corvees and lawsuits is delayed.

——"The Peony Pavilion Ancient Smile"

After the startle, the weather will be sunny and warm day by day, and the spring rain will pass a few times, and it will be the time when the vegetation turns green and the wild vegetables and bamboo shoots gradually emerge.Song Taishou also took special time to lead Huan Qianxian, ten central officials who came to Xuenong, and the trainees from Hanzhong University to an experimental field in the north of the city to experience the management of wheat rejuvenation period.

These ten adults took advantage of the long Lantern Festival holiday to receive intensive scientific farming skills training for a few days. Afterwards, the two teachers went back to the office respectively, and they continued to practice and consolidate their postures with the students of Hanzhong University. Now they pick up farm tools, as if it has been a long time The posture of the old farmer.

Those students are the sons and daughters of aristocratic families who donated money to enter the school. They were forced to learn from peasants with the grievance of not giving me when they were born, and being unlucky in encounters. The senior officials wanted to go to the ground with a hoe, and they were immediately calm, and even a bit proud.

They were the first to plant the greenhouse in the Hanzhong Economic Park, and they were the first to plant the experimental field in Song Sanyuan!

Even against the angels sent by the imperial court, they dare to compete in the field!Principal Song led them to an experimental dry field in the north of the city, and told them to try to loosen the soil in the field. These young scholars secretly regarded the angels who came to study as their competition objects, and swore to be looser than those court officials. Fast and loose.

However, the object of their secret comparison did not pay attention to them, but set their sights on this piece of green land.The snow on the ground has long since melted, and the ground is dry and lumpy. The wheat seedlings are low on the ground, and the spikes are a little yellow. In the fields that are not covered by wheat seedlings, some weeds are still emerging.

It is quite different from the scene of dense greenery in their impression and expectation.

Song Jijiu stepped into the field with his clothes in his hands, chose a spot at random and squatted down, holding Miao Ye to look at it carefully.Huan Ling also squatted beside him, comparing the knowledge points on the leaf surface with the knowledge points in the papers that he had copied for him, and then asked the students to choose their own places to observe everywhere in the field.

The crowd dispersed evenly, and after a short while, they checked the condition of the entire field and reported back to Mr. Song, saying that there were not many leaves that were dark green and fragile from the cold, and whose leaf tips were burnt yellow.Mr. Song gently patted the dust off his palm, and said with satisfaction: "It is safe to survive the winter, and there is still time to replant some of them. As long as the greening period is well managed and tillers are tilled early, it will not be a problem to produce dozens of catties more per mu of land. .”

One mu of wheat field in the north produces an average of seven or eight buckets of wheat, which is less than a hundred catties. He dared to say that the yield increased by tens of catties casually, and put it on others, and everyone who heard it would be crazy about him up.However, Song Shi was a capable person who could increase the yield of rice per mu by more than one hundred and fifty catties, and grow thirteen rice stalks of Jiahe. All sentient beings only felt inspired when they heard his words, and wished they could immediately hoe and reap a bumper harvest. grand scene.

Teacher Song gave them an encouraging smile, clapped his hands gently, calmed them down, and said in a gentle voice, "Although you colleagues have only come to Hanzhong from Beijing for more than a month, you have also undergone intensive training. It won’t be a problem for you. Today we will have a field competition to see who can loosen the soil, weed well, and whose posture is the most correct, so that he can work hard without hurting his bones.”

Well done, Mr. Song, please watch the show.

new play.

Principal Song had just come up with an outline, and before anyone could polish the draft, he wrote a story about a farmer who could grow a bountiful harvest like the rest of us.

He doesn't quite remember whether this text was learned in elementary school or junior high school, nor does he remember the specific content, but he deeply remembers the depressed and powerless mood after reading that article.

Low grain hurts farmers, and expensive grain hurts farmers.

During the bumper years, the common people should have had a better life than usual, but the farmers in the text in his memory lived a more miserable life because of the extremely low grain prices after the bumper harvest.

This year, the prefectures and counties under their jurisdiction in Hanzhong Prefecture will promote high-yield rice planting and fertilization methods. If the problem of stabilizing prices after a bumper harvest is not solved, then after this year’s bumper rice harvest, maybe the content in the textbook will become the reality that Hanzhong Prefecture is facing. problem.

He suppressed the hidden worries in his heart, and calmly told everyone about the plan for the play, but the angels didn't know what a sad story the play was based on, and said excitedly: "It's really a play that is close to current events. Although it is Writing about the common people is also the voice of the prosperous age, it doesn't have to be worse than Yue Fei's biography in winter!"

The students on the side who knew their principal better only smiled slightly, looking at these court officials with eyes full of wisdom and pity.

Mr. Song, please watch the play. What you are watching is a play that has only a rough outline and has not yet been written. Isn't that just asking someone to write and revise the play?At the beginning, the most outstanding talents in their county and prefectural schools, who were teachers in the Enlightenment Department of Hanzhong College, all watched the show for Song Jijiu in this way.

But these words can only be seen through in front of the two Jijiu, they exchanged glances silently, and only stepped forward to ask for orders: "Jijiu can arrange for the students to weed and turn the fields, we will do our best Lord, save face for the two priests and our Hanzhong Academy in front of the Shangguan."

The angels didn't expect that this group of students wanted to compete with them in a place that was not their job, such as weeding and plowing the ground. They only envied him for being able to train these considerate and sensible students, and praised with a smile: "These students are all They are good seedlings. The scientific examination will be held this year, right? I don’t know how many new students Hanzhong Mansion will have. If they can be taught to understand farming and respect teachers, they will add many pillars to the court in the future. talent."

Congratulations, congratulations, the students in their graduate school still spend money to choose schools.However, after the pilot test for the new talents, it is possible to add some instructors to the elementary schools and vocational schools, and let the children from poor families in the prefecture come to study in the future.

Teacher Song became more kind and considerate to the students when she gained face. She ordered someone to take out a bunch of brand new black turbans embroidered with big red flowers from the car, and kindly distributed them to the students.

Now the air pollution problem in Hanzhong Industrial Park has been reduced a bit, and workers only wear masks when they go in and out. These woven gauze towels are piled up in the warehouse and no one uses them. They just serve as sun protection and labor protection products for them.There are not only headscarves, but also straw hats, gloves, and all protective equipment for each person. Officials also have them, so don't be polite.

Although it is early spring, the sun is not scorching, but it will still hurt the skin if it is exposed to the sun for a long time.

For their officials, in addition to their own professional level, their image is also very important.In case someone has been working in the fields for a long time, his skin is so dark that the examiners don't like it during the exam, and the emperor abandons him after returning to the court, but they will be sorry.

After distributing labor insurance supplies, Mr. Song designated each of them which row of soil to cultivate. Before the action, he told them again: "This time the soil should only be plowed shallowly, mainly weeding, and the plowing should not be too deep."

Wheat inter-cultivation loosens the soil because of the need to increase the soil temperature and retain water and moisture. They have repeatedly mentioned it in class before. Song Shi only reminded a few words and did not ramble. He waved his hand and let them practice in the field.

Everyone answered yes, and went to the field with hoes to plow the ground, and shoveled the weeds that had grown.

Principal Song watched for a while on the field ridge, and corrected some students who were overexerting and eager for success, then walked slowly to the carriage, unscrewed the water cup and drank the warm lychee soup.

He handed the leftover drink to Vice Principal Huan who followed him.

Huan Ling took a sip of his hand, looked at the students in Tian Jian who were desperately trying to outdo the officials of the court, and earned face in front of the principals, and commented on him: "These young people are really willing to work hard, so it can be seen that they want to be in front of the angels." Those who show their talents in front of them. However, they are still young and do not know the affairs of the court, and these angels who come to learn farming can't control the scientific examination and the promotion of the bureaucracy."

But these young people are a little clumsy but very sincere, and their performance with all their strength is also worthy of praise.

Didn't they do this when they were young?When they were in Wuping County, Song Shi also tried every means to win Master Huang's favor, using the power of the censor to attack those tyrants who controlled local power.

Listening to his words, Song Shi recalled the eventful years in the past, and felt a little proud in his heart.But proudly and inexplicably felt that there was something wrong with these words, and after thinking about it for a while, he realized: "Didn't you say that we are not young anymore?"

Among those students, there are some who are younger than them, and they are only students here because they didn't pass the Jinshi exam!

Song Shi felt a little displeased, and was about to point out the mistakes in his words, when he suddenly remembered that he had been a human being in two lifetimes, and he was indeed younger than the students. He swallowed "we" and changed his words: "You are still young."

Not only is she young, but she is also young no matter how she looks at her face and spirit.

His eyes fell on Huan Ling's face, looking up and down almost presumptuously, the more he looked, the more he felt that he was well taken care of.Ever since his little brother came back from outside with Zhou Wang, he has been staring at him every day, applying sunscreen, face cream, lotion, and making a whitening mask with traditional Chinese medicine every few days, making his face white and rosy after months of exposure to wind and frost. Tender, recovered better than King Zhou.

Who can say that he is not young anymore with such a moist and handsome face?

Song Shi really wanted to turn over a mirror and let him take a picture by himself, but they didn't bring a mirror when they traveled, so he had to go to the car to get a bamboo hat with a short veil, which is often used in martial arts movies, to cover his face, and educated: "Take care Sun protection, don’t just treat me as if I’m getting old when someone like me who has a lot of experience gets married.”

Huan Ling pressed the bamboo hat, leaned forward and laughed in a low voice: "Who said we are getting older? You didn't care so much about my appearance when we got married last year, but now you know Mu Shaoai, so it can be seen that you are just now As an adult, you know how to love sex..."

Uncle Song held his breath in his chest, and his heart beat so fast that he couldn't pretend to be an elder, so he climbed into the car and found a sunscreen hat to put on his head.

Huan Ling looked at his reddish chin exposed under the veil, couldn't bear to tease him any more, leaned on the back of the car and said sincerely: "Master Song's theory of labor protection is very reasonable, Huan Ling is taught. In a few days I will When King Zhou went to Ningxia and Gansu to inspect the towns, he would also urge everyone to wear sun hats to protect their eyes from the wind.

He deliberately raised his voice so that the coachman and the laborers could hear him clearly. They were discussing important matters in order to save Song Shi's face.

Uncle Song's face was not blushing from embarrassment, but rather aroused his heart, and he couldn't let it go down for a while, so he simply ignored his blushing and said to him openly through the black veil:

Such a young, good-looking, thoughtful, and considerate person entered their Song family's ancestral hall early on and became his man.