The heart of martial arts is known to everyone on the road.
But now, the Holy Dao sect has too much time to take care of itself, so how can it spare the time to pay attention to the peasant family? Moreover, the peasant family has always been a fringe doctrine of the Holy Dao, and few people will care about it.
If the princes of the world didn't stab him with their own hands, it would be considered a good thing.
Who told farmers to run out from time to time and go to various vassal states to deceive the people with their evil deeds? Not only did they deceive the people with their evil deeds, but they also abducted other farmers...
The farmer ran away.
Who will farm for them?
Do you want these noble princes to go to the fields and cultivate in person?
However, after all, the agricultural country is far away and does not have the ability to build its own building boats, so not many farmers are willing to go there.
How many people in this world want to leave their homes?
After all, the well is so big and heavy.
They can't afford it.
If there weren't so many troubles and chaos in the world, the Holy Dao sect might help them out of the name of the Holy Dao.
But now, the world is really too chaotic.
Under the dull yellow light.
A tall young man with fair skin was studying mulberry trees in a dry land, his sword-like brows furrowed from time to time.
It was already mid-autumn, and the mulberry trees were about to lose their leaves.
"How's the research going?"
An old farmer wearing coarse cloth came over with a smile.
"teacher."
When the fair-skinned young man heard this, he straightened up and saluted. He looked at the mulberry trees in front of him that were not growing well, then shook his head and said, "The temperature is still too low."
The old farmer nodded.
The agricultural country hardly sees sunshine all year round, and the temperature is naturally low...
"Although mulberry trees are resistant to drought and barrenness, they are not resistant to cold." The fair-skinned young man sighed and said, "But in our agricultural country, there is almost always cold winter, no spring, no summer, no autumn. Even in summer, I
The agricultural country has only been open for two months..."
Since the temperature is so low throughout the year, why can agricultural countries still grow crops?
This requires the magical power of the farmer.
Such as "pulling seedlings to encourage growth", "good weather and good weather", "spring comes out of dead trees", "spring breeze turns into rain" and other magical powers. Especially the "spring breeze turns into rain" magical power, it can change the environment in a short period of time, making cold winter feel like spring, allowing crops to grow rapidly.
But the consumption is too terrible.
And how many literary talents do farmers have?
It's impossible to stay busy.
Besides, farming cannot rely on literature and art for everything.
Farmers do have a particularly terrifying magical power, which is "abundance of grains", but this magical power is not easy to learn...
Now in the entire agricultural country, only the king can use the power of "abundance of grains". But even so, large tracts of crops can be harvested in fields that are almost always cold in winter.
"Teacher, over the past month or so, this disciple has thought of a way to grow onions, leeks, and eggplants."
The fair-skinned young man withdrew his gaze and pondered for a moment.
"What method?"
asked the old farmer.
Onions, leeks, and eggplants are not cold-tolerant. Without the careful care of farmers, they would not be able to grow. Therefore, fruits and vegetables are very precious foods for agricultural countries...
"Cover the vegetable garden with a veranda (wǔ: roof) and burn Yun fire day and night."
The fair-skinned young man said.
"good!"
The old farmer said with some surprise and a smile on his face, "With this method, we can keep the growth warm, and we can indeed grow onions, leeks, and eggplants."
"However, this method cannot be planted on a large scale."
The fair-skinned young man sighed. The mulberry trees in front of him were growing very badly because there were no farm disciples to take care of them.
But the greenhouse method he came up with cannot be used on mulberry trees.
"But have you tried?"
asked the old farmer.
"The disciples are building a house, and it will be finished soon." The fair-skinned young man said, and pointed to a few large houses behind the mulberry field.
"Take the teacher to see it."
Old Farm Road.
The fair-skinned young man led the old farmer to the houses. The houses were three feet wide, six feet long, and one foot high...
"Not bad."
The old farmer praised him repeatedly and said, "He is indeed one of the most outstanding disciples in farming among the younger generation of our country."
"The teacher is laughing."
The fair-skinned young man said with a silly smile, looking a little embarrassed, "This disciple is just a bit of a coolie, but he is still not as good as your brothers."
"You are too modest."
The old farmer shook his head, looked up at the dark sky, and said: "Destiny came to the world. Confucian disciples Helian Shan and Yan Shan not only became new gentlemen, but also brought about a destiny and became famous all over the world. This world,
It’s going to change…”
The fair-skinned young man is also looking up at the sky.
But at this time, his mind was not on the teacher's words, but on the dark sky. For some reason, whenever he looked up at the dark sky, he always wanted to pierce the sky.
Let that sunshine shine down.
He doesn't care about destiny, he doesn't care about any Xinding gentleman...
He just wants to be at ease and farm happily.
When the old farmer saw the fair-skinned young man looking like this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly. As the teacher of the fair-skinned young man, didn't he know the temperament of his disciples?
The fair skin of young people does not mean they are pampered.
Not to mention not working in the fields.
It's a lack of sunlight.
This fair complexion looks a bit unhealthy...
In rural countries, most people have very fair skin.
"The world has changed, and you have to change too..." The old farmer pondered for a moment and said, "If Taboo had not been born, the Demonic Night had not come, the Holy Heaven had not collapsed, and the destiny had not come to the world... Teacher also hopes that you can last a lifetime.
This goes on."
"What do I, a peasant disciple, want to do with my life?"
"It's just a piece of land and a house that belongs to you, where you can live and cultivate in peace."
"But not anymore."
The old farmer sighed.
The fair-skinned young man is still looking up at the dark sky.
"Although our agricultural country is far away from the Zhou world, after all, in this world, no one can escape the great changes in the world..." The old farmer's face gradually became solemn, and he said: "Do you want to see the destruction of our agricultural country?
?Do you want to see the farmland in front of you turned into ashes one by one? Do you want to see the military force leading a hundred thousand soldiers to trample the land that my farmer family has cultivated for generations? "
"In no mood."
The fair-skinned young man lowered his head and whispered.
"If you don't want to, then go and learn farming from the king." The old farmer said, "The king is the number one farming expert in my farmer's family. The grains grown are full and crystal clear..."
The fair-skinned young man remained silent.
"Teacher, I just want to farm with peace of mind..."
After a while, the fair-skinned young man whispered as if he had made a mistake.
"Learning farming from the king is no longer farming?" the old farmer said seriously, "I don't know how many disciples want to learn farming from the king but can't..."
Before the old farmer finished speaking, the fair-skinned young man looked toward the northeast in surprise.
Further to the northeast of Nongguo, there is still an endless expanse of permafrost. The sky and the earth are all pitch black, and the sun, moon and stars are missing all year round.
If I go again, it seems to be in my heart.
Someone once explored it, it is indeed the end of heaven and earth...
But at this time.
At the end of the dark world, there was a faint sound.
The old farmer also looked suddenly, frowning, and then looked at each other with the fair-skinned young man.
"Teacher, what did you hear?" the fair-skinned young man asked in surprise, "Why is there a sound coming from the end of the world?"
The old farmer shook his head.
At this time, more and more farm disciples vaguely heard the sound coming from the end of the world. As time passed, the sound that seemed to have an ancient charm gradually became clearer.
"You will be dishonest and harm the people with force, and the people will be in trouble——"
"The emperor governs the people with leniency and eliminates evil——"