In his previous life, when he was eating sand in the northwest, Feng Duhu did a lot of work for the local fellows in order to deepen the relationship between the army and the people.
In the vast desert, walking directly to work can not only train but also help fellow villagers work.
You can also experience the difficulties of our ancestors and inherit their spirit:
It is a manifesto, a propaganda team, and a seeding machine.
Anyway, according to Feng Duhu's impression, except for helping fellow villagers deliver babies, he had done everything he could.
There is no way, the fellow villagers in southern Xinjiang are indeed having a harder time than the outside world. If you can help, you must try your best to help.
What about building canals, planting fruit trees, building sheep pens, pulling lines...
Not to mention farm work like picking cotton, you can even play cotton in a decent manner.
Although the technical skills are not required, the poses are still possible.
It often causes the aunts on the side to smile at these green-clad young men.
The work may not have been done well, but the effect was achieved and military-civilian relations became more harmonious.
As for now, Feng Duhu didn't even need to show off. He just gave instructions, or at most gave some guidance, and someone would naturally help him get it done.
Not to mention playing cotton, even if Feng Duhu wanted to hear the pipa played, someone would provide him with the most professional female band.
Of course, with Feng Du's bad temperament for protecting women, he was naturally not in the mood to listen to the pipa.
He now prefers to invite people to come and view the cotton.
But it is a pity that the bud tips of the cotton that have just been planted are only exposed.
It is in sharp contrast to the surrounding wheat seedlings that are growing happily.
If you don't look carefully, you might think it is an abandoned land.
These days, when some old farmers go to their fields and see the good irrigated land lying there so abandoned, they can't help but curse:
“I don’t know who could be so wasteful and use such a good piece of land to grow grass!”
From a distance, we can see that there are fields of crops that are growing well all around, but it looks like it has been gnawed by dogs.
It would also be better if it is rotational farming.
However, the land was plowed evenly, and even the ridges were pushed straight.
Looking at the sprouts sprouting from the ground, it is obvious that they are neither wheat nor millet.
What is this if not planting grass?
Or maybe he missed the farming season and planted some beans randomly?
This owner must be someone who doesn’t know how to farm.
If you are in such a mood to ruin the land, you might as well rent it to me for planting!
Old Qin had a hot temper and cursed a few times in the open space. He couldn't find the owner's house and felt that it was not enough.
So he let out a bitter "poof" and spit into the ground.
When I walked to my own land, I looked at the lush wheat seedlings that had begun to ear.
The face that was originally filled with anger suddenly revealed a loving smile.
He reached out his hand and gently touched the wheat leaves. His rough hands looked extremely gentle at this moment.
It's like stroking a newborn baby.
There was even a little trembling in this tenderness.
Shows the owner's excitement and restlessness.
How many years?
As a real farmer, how many years have you been farming but have never touched your own crops?
Although it only lasted for more than 20 years and nearly 30 years, for this old man who was only in his forties, this was already more than half his life.
And it is still the most valuable twenty or thirty years.
In the past thirty years, as a farmer, he had been working for Wei thieves.
It was obvious that he had worked hard to cultivate the land, but in the end most of it fell into the hands of Wei thieves.
Not only that, the Wei thieves' farmhouse did not allow anyone to have a moment's leisure even in winter.
Although the landowners are not under the jurisdiction of the local government, they will not be subject to corvee service by the government.
But this does not mean that the Tuntian Kefu, which has jurisdiction over the Tuntian Kefu, will easily let go of these free labor.
During the early years of the Huang Dynasty, it is not known whether Cao Pi made a deal with the wealthy family or wanted to buy the support of the wealthy family, so he actually decentralized the rights of the Hakka Mansion.
The imperial court only collected a certain amount of money and food from the Tuntian Hakka, and no longer had direct jurisdiction over the specific operations of the Tuntian Hakka.
Even in order to reduce the burden on the court, Cao Pi allowed the Hakkas in Tuntian to find their own way out.
It is somewhat similar to the reform of a certain enterprise in later generations.
Cao Pi's reforms not only fed the peasant officials who were stationed in the Hakka Mansion, but also the local wealthy families.
Of course, these two groups have considerable overlap...
On the contrary, it is the largest group in this reform that has become the biggest victim.
Not only did I not enjoy any benefits, but I was squeezed even more.
On the one hand, the Hakka people in Tuntian colluded with local tyrants to sell state-owned assets.
While dealing with the court, in order to keep more money and food for himself, he increasingly squeezed the surplus value of the farmers.
It’s just a matter of harvesting more and more grain shares. Even in winter, farmers have to be recruited to paint walls and build houses, pave roads and build bridges.
Throughout the year, we had no food, no clothing, no warmth, and no free days, so we worked hard.
The landowners who rented land from the imperial court gradually became slaves of the landowners.
As a result, over the years, farmers have continued to flee, and there have even been small-scale rebellions.
Hedong is one of the largest farming areas in the Wei State. It is not without reason that large-scale rebellions broke out among the farming communities at the slightest provocation.
"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty is still kind and loving to the people!" The old farming man squatted on the ground and looked at his own wheat field in front of him with deep emotion.
One person can be divided into fifty acres of land, and only one tithe is required.
Farm the fields, farm the fields, farm your grandma!
The more he knew that life was hard to come by, the angrier the old farmer became at the dog-gnawed land in the distance.
Unable to bear it any longer, he spat over there again.
Those who don’t know how to farm are cowards!
Unexpectedly, as soon as I spit out the phlegm, I found someone coming to the dog gnawing ground, pointing and pointing, not knowing what they were doing.
Although they couldn't hear what the other party was saying, judging from their clothes and manners, they knew they were noble people that they couldn't afford to offend.
The old farmer shrank his neck, and then remembered that the two sides were far away, and the other party would definitely not be able to see his little movements, let alone his expression.
So he turned his head with disdain and started weeding his own land.
"Honggao, according to what Feng Duhu said, cotton won't bloom until July or August. Now it's only April and it's barely sprouting. What can you see if you come here in such a hurry?"
The few nobles standing next to the dog's gnawing ground were Wang Chen who came from Bingzhou, and Guo Pei and others who were forcibly pulled over by him.
There were some followers behind the two of them.
Wang Chen was bending down and carefully observing the sprouts that had just emerged from the ground.
Guo Pei, on the other hand, felt helpless and persuaded:
"It will take at least nearly three months until cotton blooms. What can we see at this time?"
After hearing Guo Pei's words, Wang Chen stood up straight and looked around at the wheat fields covered with a green carpet:
"Zhong Nan, I'm not here just for this reason."
Ornamental cotton?
In terms of ornamental value alone, no matter how beautiful the cotton is, it is not worthy of a personal visit from the person who spoke of the Wang family in Taiyuan.
What he wants to appreciate is the beauty behind cotton.
The beauty behind cotton lies not in whether the cotton is in bloom, but in how true everything said in the plan is.
The higher the authenticity, the more beautiful the cotton is naturally.
If King Feng Gui had set up a huge scam, then even the most beautiful cotton would be a piece of shit in his eyes. Of course, this possibility is not high.
Although Feng Guiwang has a great reputation, it must be said that his method of amassing money is comparable to that of Tao Zhugong.
No matter what the world's aristocratic families think of King Feng Gui.
But they all recognized this person's long-standing coin-spending persona.
This is an extremely hard golden sign.
"Isn't it just for this?"
Guo Pei was startled.
Wang Chen did not answer. He just looked at the thirty acres of land in front of him and said after a while:
"Over in Xuchang, I heard that Cao Shuang dismissed Fu Gu, the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and appointed He Yan as the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and concurrently served as the minister."
As you can tell from the name, Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, this is a position in charge of the promotion of officials.
Guo Huai was in Luoyang and belonged to Sima Yi.
Wang Ling is an important target for Cao Shuang to win over.
The Guo family is definitely not as well-informed as the Wang family when it comes to Xuchang news.
"Fu Gu?"
Guo Pei felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Wang Chen didn't sell it, but directly pointed out the source: "Beidi Fu family."
"Beidi Fu's family? It's him!"
Guo Pei's heart subconsciously thumped.
The Fu clan in the North was established by Fu Jiezi, the Marquis of Yiyang in the Early Han Dynasty, almost three hundred years ago.
The representative figure of Fu's generation is none other than Fu Gu, who was already well-known in the world even when he was still young.
When Cao Shuang was appointing cronies to the central government, many upright people could not see what the Four Dogs of Taichung were doing, and Fu Gu was one of them.
He once advised Cao Xi, Cao Shuang's younger brother and the central leader in charge of the Forbidden Army:
"Uncle He Ping (also known as He Yan) appears to be calm and peaceful on the outside, but in fact he is sinister and dark in his heart. He is also greedy for personal gain and does not act in the right way."
"In my opinion, he will first confuse you brothers and then show his desires. By then the wise men and benevolent people will be far away, and the government will be abolished!"
As Cao Shuang's younger brother, Cao Xi had long been worried about the various wanton actions of Cao Shuang and his cronies, so he persuaded him with Fu Gu's words.
Unexpectedly, He Yan found out about this, and he hated Fu Gu deeply.
In addition, Fu Gu was too upright and similar to Sun Li, which made Cao Shuang unhappy.
To this day, He Yan found an opportunity to make a speech in front of Cao Shuang and directly dismissed Fu Gu.
At the same time, he succeeded Fu Gu and became the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, taking the opportunity to take charge of the promotion of officials at the Minister's desk.
Although the Wang family has information channels in Xuchang, it is impossible to know too much details, only a brief outline.
But this summary was enough to arouse Wang Chen's vigilance.
After all, there is a lesson learned.
Pei Qian was the Shangshu Ling of the Wei thieves, and he absconded back.
And this Fu Gu was a famous scholar from Yongliang.
Not only did he have the same background as Pei Qian, but he was also dismissed from his official position by Cao Shuang. Who knows, might he follow suit and sneak back to Guanzhong?
No matter how Hedong and Taiyuan compete for cotton resources, it is still an internal matter within the Guandong family.
Anyway, the current influence of the Guandong family in Jihan is in Taiyuan and Hedong.
When it comes time to divide the interests, both parties can sit down and talk slowly.
But those powerful people in Yongliang are really not in the same pot as the Guandong family.
Especially Wang Chen, as a witness to the Chang'an War, he knows better than anyone else how big the gap is between Yongliang and Guandong.
If Fu Gu really absconds and returns to Guanzhong, with his reputation and Fu's resources, Yongliang's power within Jihan will only further expand.
It's okay to say that Liangzhou has a wool workshop after all.
However, Guanzhong and Bingzhou Hedong are both newly restored lands of the Ji Han Dynasty.
Will those wealthy families in Guanzhong turn a blind eye to such a huge source of wealth as cotton and let Guandong control it?
It's impossible even if you think about it.
That's why Wang Chen rushed here in such a hurry, just to find out Chang'an's true attitude and how he planned to divide this big piece of meat pie.
Not to mention that since they have decided to increase their bets on the Han Dynasty, as Chang'an is the political center of Ji Han, they have even more reason to come over in person.
Inside Chang'an City.
In April, the Royal College ended the last day of teaching of the month, and many students were pouring out of the college gate.
The college has a day off every ten days for students to recruit friends and go out for fun.
Pei Xiu held a book of "Solid Geometry" under his arm and walked hurriedly towards his home.
It has been ten days since he saw the master and his mother, and he felt a little missing.
Pei Xiu felt that staying in Chang'an was much more comfortable than staying in his hometown in Hedong.
At least Grandma has her own independent courtyard, and even has a few servants to serve her, let alone someone who dares to treat her as a servant like when she was in Hedong.
Unexpectedly, he had just left the college gate a few steps when he heard someone shouting behind him:
"Ji Yan!"
Pei Xiu heard someone calling her, stopped, turned her head, and saw the young man, who was not much different from herself, speeding up and rushing towards her.
"Yuan Kai?" Pei Xiu saw the person coming clearly, and a smile appeared on his face, "Why are you here?"
The young man named Yuan Kai quickly walked a few steps, came to Pei Xiu, and said in his mouth:
"I know today is the college's day off, so I've been waiting for you here early."
His eyes were fixed on the book under Pei Xiu's arm.
When Pei Xiu saw his appearance, she smiled knowingly, took out the book and handed it over: "Here."
Yuan Kai thanked him and couldn't wait to open it, and actually read it in the street.
Unexpectedly, after he looked at it for a while, his face first showed a look of thinking, then a frown, and finally a sigh.
She closed the book helplessly and reluctantly returned it to Pei Xiu:
"What is said in the book is indeed very profound, and I can't understand it."
Pei Xiu seemed to have expected it. He took the book and smiled slightly:
"Not to mention you, even I find it quite difficult to study with the teacher from the academy."
Pei Xiu was able to write articles at the age of eight. He became famous in Hedong when he was a teenager. He was known as the "underachieving leader". He was a rare child prodigy.
This kind of talent, coupled with Hedong Pei's family background, and the past two years of bad calculations.
It is still difficult to understand what is said in the book, which shows how difficult it is to learn.
Yuan Kai's eyes showed envy:
"This kind of knowledge was not secret in the past. Ji Yan was able to catch Feng Duhu's eyes, and he was blessed greatly."
Pei Xiu had a somewhat embarrassed look on her face:
"Yuan Kai has received the award. In fact, you don't need to belittle yourself. July is the college's annual recruitment day. I believe that Yuan Kai will be able to study in the college by then."
Yuan Kai sighed:
"The imperial court just opened a new school in Chang'an this year. It will take at least two years before you can enter the college. If it is July this year, you can only rely on recommendation. I'm afraid it will be difficult!"
Pei Xiu hesitated for a moment, then said:
"Du Gong is also a famous person in Beijing. If Yuan Kai can persuade Du Gong to come forward, he may not have a chance."
When Yuan Kai heard this, he smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Sir... alas!"
When the Han Dynasty regained Hedong, the governor of Hedong was his own lord.
But at that time, your Excellency, together with General Diannong Zhonglang of Anyi City, led troops to guard Zhi'an City in Hedong County and refused to allow the Han army to enter the city.
Later, due to the general situation, he had to open the city gate and surrender.
But in that case, your Excellency felt that he had neglected his duty and betrayed the trust of Emperor Wei Ping, and was deeply ashamed.
In addition, the adult's health has not been very good, so he refused to serve as an official in the Han Dynasty and returned to his hometown in Guanzhong to recuperate.