The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

The group came to the junction of the two villages and looked at the river channel that had been blown open.

"What is this?" Li Yuan pointed at the river channel, not knowing why.

"This is where the dry thunder passed last night." Pei Ji said.

"This power is not small." Li Yuan sighed: "It is the power of heaven."

Soon, the servants lifted the stone slab out of the pit and presented it to Li Yuan.

"Tigers fight dragons to occupy the Central Plains, and the government is in harmony and the hegemony is prosperous." Li Yuan slowly read out the two sentences on the inscription.

"Your Majesty, this is a good omen from heaven." Pei Ji smiled.

"What do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, what is the taboo name of Emperor Taizu Jing?" Pei Ji asked.

"Tiger." Li Yuan answered, and then his expression was clear.

Tigers fight dragons, and in the end, the world still fell into the hands of tiger's descendants, and then the hegemony can be prosperous, and the Tang Dynasty can be prosperous.

Li Yuan stroked his beard and laughed, which shows that the emperor is in a good mood now.

"Okay, okay, reward!" Li Yuan waved his hand and said proudly: "Zuo Pushe, what reward do you want me to give you?"

"Being able to serve His Majesty is the greatest reward for an old minister." Pei Ji hurriedly bowed and said.

"You, always like this." Li Yuan smiled and said: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood after coming out for a while, so accompany me for a walk."

The Pei family's farm is slightly higher, and the riverside is at the junction of the two farms. Li Yuan walked and looked all the way, and saw a young man looking around under a big tree in the distance. The servants beside him held a tray, and the young man picked up a pen to write and draw on the tray.

That young man...

Li Yuan's heart moved. Although he was far away, he always felt that he was inexplicably familiar.

So he ordered the soldiers to wait here, and then took Pei Ji and two servants to that side.

"Whose farm is that?" Li Yuan asked.

"This old minister doesn't know. From the end of the Sui Dynasty to the establishment of the Tang Dynasty, there have been countless family changes. However, the owner of such a farmland should not be an ordinary family." Pei Ji said.

In a nutshell, the ancestors were rich.

He heard from his subordinates that this farm was also the farmland of a family surnamed Li. The Pei family wanted to take over the surrounding farmland several times, but they never succeeded.

Under the tree, Li Fu stood here, looking at the fields of his own farm, chatting with Lao Zhao while writing and drawing on the tray.

This is the construction map of the canal he drew. After the spring plowing is over, the construction will be carried out according to the map.

With the canal, the land can be irrigated and the yield can be increased.

In this situation, although the small goal of eating and drinking enough has been achieved, we still need to eat and drink well, and more importantly, we need to save.

Although the Tang Dynasty is unified, natural disasters and wars will not stop in the future.

Li Fu has already looked to the future and wants to give a guarantee to the farmers in the manor.

With food at home, there is no need to panic.

It seems that there is not much time left for him.

Li Fu always has a sense of tension in his heart.

The current emperor is still Li Yuan. After the Xuanwu Gate Incident, when the emperor is changed, the northern Turks will take advantage of the change of emperor in the Central Plains to come to Chang'an to collect money.

Li Fu will forget everything but the Weishui Alliance.

He must do everything he can first, and then run away to Chang'an City to hide. What about the manor land, wait until the Turks leave.

Where was the Weishui Alliance signed? Weishui! The Weishui is just north of the manor, and people are collecting money at home.

"What are you writing, young man?" Li Yuan asked after seeing Li Fu.

After walking forward, Li Yuan felt more familiar with Li Fu.

I always feel that the young man in front of me is like an old friend.

"Drawing." Li Fu didn't even raise his head, and his hands were still drawing lines.

It's not that he is impolite, he can't stop until he finishes drawing this line.

"Boy, you are so bold." Pei Ji saw that Li Fu didn't even raise his head, and he was so disrespectful to His Majesty.

Li Yuan raised his hand to stop Pei Ji, and shook his head slightly at him, meaning that he didn't mind not revealing his identity.

Li Yuan also looked at the picture that Li Fu was drawing, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't understand it.

Seeing Li Fu stop writing, Li Yuan asked.

"What is this young man drawing?" Li Yuan asked.

"This year, the farm will dig a canal to divert water and irrigate the crops. Otherwise, it will be tiring and inconvenient to fight with the neighboring farm every year for water." Li Fu said.

Hearing Li Fu's words, Pei Ji stood aside, not knowing how to respond, and could only look at Li Yuan carefully.

"Young Master, you know this?" Li Yuan asked in surprise.

Because judging from Li Fu's attire, he didn't look like a farmer.He doesn't look like a child of a craftsman. Although the material of this long gown is not expensive, the workmanship and stitching are also very fine. He must be a son of a wealthy family.

A son of a wealthy family, who studies and becomes an official, would not do these things.

"If you don't understand, just ask. It's not difficult." Li Fu said: "Are you out for an outing?"

"Yes, it's spring, come out for a walk." Li Yuan looked at Li Fu amiably: "Look at the picture you drew, does it cover the whole village?"

"Almost, it's a big project." Li Fu said.

"Oh, so, what about the water grab?" Li Yuan asked.

Pei Ji, who was standing next to him, shuddered.

"Old man, you don't know that every spring, farmers rely on the water from the upper reaches of the Jing River to irrigate their crops, but spring water is precious. Spring rain is as precious as oil. There is only so much rain every spring. If it doesn't rain, the upper reaches are controlled by the neighboring farm. Whether the farm downstream can have enough food depends on the mood of the neighbor. If the spring plowing is delayed, the people in the whole farm will have no harvest and no food for a year, and they will starve."

Li Yuan listened to Li Fu's words and looked back at Pei Ji.

Pei Ji lowered his head quickly.

"In theory, this kind of thing should be mediated by the local government. Who will pay for the construction of the canal, which is labor-intensive and wastes manpower and financial resources?" Li Yuan asked.

"There are many nobles in the manor around Chang'an. The government dare not intervene. Even if there is a riot for grabbing water, they can just be punished with twenty lashes. No one cares, so we can only do it ourselves. As for digging the canal." Li Fu smiled and said, "After the spring plowing, there will be a lot of people on the manor. As for the cost, I will pay for it myself."

Who said this is my own manor?

"You are so arrogant, you pay for it yourself? Do you know how much money it will cost to build the canal to divert water?" Pei Ji asked.

"It has to be built no matter how much money it costs." Li Fu's words were loud and clear: "It has to be built even if it costs everything."

"It will cost a lot of money and labor, a lot of money and labor." Pei Ji shook his head and sneered.

In his opinion, this kid is probably a fool.