Chapter 0013 Misunderstanding of the hidden mountain gate
When the housekeeper came back from Jincheng, he brought back the news that everything in the city was as usual, and there were no rumors of rebellion. The most talked about thing in the city was about the queen's happiness.
For many people, the Han Dynasty is already in turmoil and people's hearts are unstable. The Queen's happiness is the only good news these days, which shows that God is still caring for the Han Dynasty and the Han Dynasty will continue to exist.
The only thing that is not normal is that the price of grain is a bit abnormal. According to previous years, whenever new grain comes into the warehouse, the price of grain is the lowest. But this year, during the big harvest of grain, it did not fall but rose instead, rising by a penny.
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Li Tingchang came again during this period, and still asked about selling grain, and even raised the purchase price by one penny in line with the market price.
Feng Yong sneered at this. If there were no local aristocratic families behind the abnormal food prices, he could twist off his head and use it as a chamber pot! But he knew better that as long as Old Demon Zhuge lives, there will be no chance for these bumpkin in Sichuan.
A day of change.
"My lord, there are noble people in the official circles watching." The steward suddenly came over and whispered.
"Huh?" Feng Yong turned around and saw an ox cart parked on the official road not far away. There was also a knight beside the cart. The curtain of the cart was lifting a corner, revealing a pair of eyes looking this way.
, his eyes were very bright, it seemed that the person sitting in the car was a woman.
Sitting in the coachman's seat was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, vigorous and outstanding appearance. He smiled at Feng Yong from a distance, his white teeth shining brightly in the sun.
Which noble family is this? There is a shortage of war horses in Shu. Those who can own their own war horses have an extraordinary status. And those who can use cavalry as a guard have an even more extraordinary status.
Even the appearance of this coachman is better-looking than most women in the world, right? Feng Yong thought to himself, his eyes fell on the knight next to the carriage, and his eyes were startled, is there really anyone prettier than the coachman?
Sensing Feng Yong's gaze, the rider looked over, causing Feng Yong to take a breath. This man was much prettier than the driver, but his eyes were colder and his expression was more indifferent.
The rider just glanced at Feng Yong, then turned his gaze expressionlessly and looked into the distance.
No! This rider is a woman, right? Feng Yong finally reacted and took a closer look. Although the rider tied up his hair like a man, Feng Yong still found something different. The waist was too thin and the chest muscles were too big.
A little bit.
This is a tigress that cannot be trifled with. Feng Yong saw the long knife hanging on the horse and secretly came to a conclusion. At the same time, he bent down and handed over his hands, returning a salute to the bullock cart.
I don’t know what the people in the oxcart said. The driver nodded, got out of the car and walked over. He saluted Feng Yong and said, "I'm Zhao Guang. May I ask your name?"
"I don't dare to take it, I'm Feng Yong. I wonder if you have any advice?"
I always felt that this name was familiar, but before Feng Yong could think about it further, the other party interrupted his train of thought.
"I don't dare to give you any advice. I just saw that the plow in the field seemed to be different from other places. I was curious and came to ask. I wonder if Feng Langjun knows who made this plow?"
Huh? Feng Yong is a little strange. These days, there are still dignitaries who are interested in agricultural tools?
It is true that in ancient times people attached great importance to farming and mulberry farming, but how to farm and what to use for farming are all matters of the subordinates. How could those high-ranking officials and nobles be interested in things that belong to the subordinates?
Although everyone knows that scholars, farmers, industry and commerce rank first among scholars, in fact, in the eyes of rulers, except for scholars, the rest are not considered human beings.
Ever since the ancestral dragon in Guanzhong shouted "unification haha" in Shaanxi dialect, China's social development has been circulating in a strange circle. More than two thousand years later, a bearded man studied Western society and came to a conclusion
, that is, productivity determines production relations, and the two promote each other and are unified with each other.
This conclusion may be true all over the world, except China!
China’s two thousand years of feudal society shows that production relations can also kill productivity!
Because the civilization of the Central Plains matured too early, and even before the productivity had reached the requirements, the production relations had already appeared in advance, and they showed strong binding force from the very beginning, firmly holding the productivity in their hands, and adding an extra layer to the civilization of the Central Plains.
To set up shackles is the "scholars, farmers, industry and commerce" thing!
The "shi" class monopolizes intellectual resources with one hand and the means of production with the other, and constantly tramples on the remaining three classes, making it impossible for them to stand up forever.
And those who best represent the development of productive forces are the three classes that are not regarded as human beings. So you say, how many things that represent the development of productive forces have been trampled by "scholars" and disappeared in the long river of history?
"This thing is a curved shaft plow. It was made according to the records in ancient books."
"Qu Yuanli?" Zhao Guang's eyes lit up, "It turned out to be Feng Langjun who made it. What a coincidence. When I look at this thing, one cow and one person are comparable to the two cows and two people before. Feng Langjun is really exquisite and thoughtful.
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"How could I have such thoughts? Zhao Langjun was joking. I just copied it from ancient books."
"That is also a great merit." Zhao Guang looked a little excited. He looked straight at the Quyuan plow that was plowing the ground, and said, "Now the world is in chaos, the world is boiling, the people are displaced, and the fields are deserted. Feng Lang
If you can make such a useful farming tool that saves people and animals, it will be of great benefit to the people."
Feng Yong made this thing purely to facilitate his own farming. As for whether it will be of great benefit to the people, that is not his decision. If he wants to quickly promote this thing, it must be implemented by the government, otherwise it will be in vain for everyone.
But how can a senior official, who has so many things to do all day long, pay attention to such a thing? Wouldn't it be better if he could recite poems, sing harmony, listen to ditties, and enjoy singing and dancing when he is full?
As for the curved shaft plow, let alone replacing the straight shaft plow, there are not many farmers who have no cattle, who directly use people to plow the land?
The most typical example, Cai Lunniu, right? He had improved papermaking technology more than a hundred years ago, and it was even vigorously promoted by the Eastern Han Dynasty government.
But look at it now, isn’t it still a mixture of bamboo slips and paper?
So Feng Yong doesn't care about this pretty boy who is prettier than him and keeps praising him - he's so much prettier than me. Do you think praising me like this will make me like you? This is impossible. So why not let that guy over there?
The rider of the cold goddess fan came to communicate with me? Feng Yong glanced at the carriage again.
Of course, it was impossible for a rider disguised as a man to come, so in the end, Feng Yong could only watch the carriage drift away with regret. It had been half a year since he came here, and he had a taste of it with the beautiful female boss in his previous life.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a little nostalgic. After all, this was the first time he had seen a beautiful woman from the Han Dynasty.
The bullock cart walked slowly on the road without the loud squeaking noise of ordinary bullock carts. It must have been modified in some way. The voice of the person sitting in the car could be heard clearly outside. It was a woman's voice.
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"That plow is very weird, and that Feng Yong is not simple. Go back and check it out."
Zhao Guang responded, flicked his whip, and said, "He said he read it in an ancient book."
The people in the car seemed to sneer, "In the past, Emperor Qin burned books and harassed Confucianism, and later Emperor Xiaowu only respected Confucianism. There is not a single classic book of hundreds of schools of thought in the world left, let alone ancient books. Changes in everything in the world have not changed.
First, it should not be done step by step, there should be traces in it, and it will never appear suddenly."
"Although the curved shaft plow seems to have something in common with the straight shaft plow, the change is extremely sudden. Someone must have been trying to make improvements. But now it suddenly appears, there must be something weird in it."
"Is there anyone who has the ability to make this thing that I don't know about this big man? Therefore, even if this man is not a member of the Hidden World, he must be inseparable from the Hidden World Mountain Sect. If he really knows it from ancient books, then only the Hidden World
Only the Shishan Gate has such a collection of books, and how can it be so simple for someone who can read the books in the Hidden Mountain Gate?"
"It's not like he's from the Hidden Mountain Gate." The female knight who had been silent all this time suddenly said, "Just a moment ago, that man took the opportunity to look at me three times. If he was really from the Hidden Mountain Gate, he wouldn't be so lustful.