At this moment, I saw a few people walking towards me from a distance.
Zhuge Liang often lay on his desk reading documents, and his eyes were a little blurry in the distance, so he didn't pay attention. However, Jiang Wan had sharp eyes and saw that the person seemed to be coming this way, so he could see clearly from a distance.
"Prime Minister, that person seems to be Zhang Wen, the envoy of Wu."
"Oh, aren't Liu Weishuo and Qin Zicheng hosting a banquet for him? How did he get here?"
Zhuge Liang had some doubts in his heart.
"Then Liu Weishuo and Qin Zicheng are also accompanying them."
Hearing that the person coming was Zhang Wen, Zhuge Liang went up to greet him.
"Foreign Minister Zhang Wen has met the Prime Minister."
"Liu Yan has met the Prime Minister."
Several people came closer and saluted in unison.
"You don't have to be polite," Zhuge Liang said with a smile, "Isn't General Liu hosting a banquet for Ambassador Zhang Wu in his mansion today? The singing and dancing in General Liu's mansion are the best in Jincheng, why don't you appreciate them more? Instead of going out here?"
"The singing and dancing in General Liu's Mansion are so beautiful that Wen is already addicted to it!"
Zhang Wen sighed with emotion.
Liu Yan, who was standing at the back, looked pleased with himself.
"The singer in General Liu's palace is one of the best in Jincheng. Who knows?"
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly. Although Liu Yan liked luxury, he was good at conversation, so it would be appropriate for him to entertain Zhang Wen.
"During the dinner, there was an elder like Captain Qin who was very eloquent. He had a great conversation with Wen, and Wen Duo learned his teachings."
Zhuge Liang looked at the two people behind Zhang Wen with admiration and said, "Colonel Qin was already a famous scholar in Shu in his early years. Even I am deeply impressed by him."
"Mi should not be so praised by the Prime Minister."
Qin Mi quickly said humbly.
When Liu Bei wanted to attack Wu, Qin Mi tried his best to dissuade him, saying that the time had not yet come and the attack on Wu would be unfavorable. This angered Liu Bei. If Zhuge Liang had not interceded, he would have been beheaded on the spot.
Even so, he was still imprisoned by the late emperor.
Later, Liu Bei failed to attack Wu, and he was released.
This year, Zhuge Liang began to lead Yizhou as a herdsman, and then he again recruited Qin Mi as his assistant. After Liao Li was exiled, he promoted him to Zuo Zhonglang General and Changshui Colonel, taking over Liao Li's previous positions.
For this, Qin Mi was very grateful to the prime minister.
"There are many talented people in Shu!"
Zhang Wen sighed again, "Deng Bomiao was the envoy to the King of Wu last year. Wen thought that Deng Bomiao could already be regarded as the most talented eloquent person in the world."
"I didn't expect that when Wen first entered Shu, he had to be taught by the elder Qin. Even when he watched the singing and dancing in General Liu's mansion just now, Wen couldn't help himself. How can Shu get the favor of heaven?"
After listening to Zhang Wen's words, although Zhuge Liang and the others did not show anything strange on their faces, they each gave each other a few knowing looks.
Zhang Wen can be regarded as a talented person.
As a foreign minister, the seal he handed to His Majesty after entering Sichuan was well-chosen and won the hearts of everyone in the Sichuan court. This shows that this person is quite talented in diplomacy.
Just appreciate him and appreciate him, but don't let him underestimate the big man.
"Messenger Zhang is overly praised. There are many talented people in Jiangdong, and this is a fact known to the world."
Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "When I crossed the river to see the King of Wu, I saw many talented people from Jiangdong."
"Thank you for your good reputation as prime minister."
"By the way, Messenger Zhang hasn't told you why you're here yet?"
"This matter actually made the Prime Minister laugh. In General Liu's mansion, Wen heard a piece of Yuefu music and felt that it was a rare and heroic piece of music in the world. He couldn't help himself at the moment, so he asked to come out and see this hero of Shu."
Thinking about it, before I entered Shu, I thought that Shu had suffered a huge defeat last year, and that the morale of its subjects must be low.
I never thought that along the way, I would see strict government regulations in Shu and people working hard to cultivate the fields.
When Deng Bomiao was sent as an envoy to the King of Wu, his demeanor and eloquence impressed many talented people in Wu.
I originally wanted to follow suit and not let the Shu people underestimate Wu. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived here, I was silenced by Qin Zichi.
Then when I was invited to the Liu Mansion for a banquet and heard that article for the first time, I was so shocked that I lost my mind on the spot.
When I listened to it again, I couldn't help but sing along.
When I listened to it for the third time, I was already filled with excitement and couldn't control myself.
And when he heard that this article was actually written by a sixteen-year-old boy, he really couldn't believe it.
Zhang Wen looked at the boundless golden waves in front of him, and then thought about the heroic essays he heard in Liu's house. He couldn't help but said generously, "Sichuan has the rule of the prime minister, and there are worldly talents like Deng Bo, Miao, and Colonel Qin.
Coupled with the literary spirit that is not inferior to that of the north, the land of Shu is beautiful!"
Although he knew that Liu Yan and Qin Mi would not lie to him, Zhang Wen still couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Prime Minister, I heard that it was written by a sixteen-year-old boy. Is it true?"
It was very impolite to ask like this, because it showed that he didn't believe what Liu Yan and Qin Mi said, so after asking this question, Zhang Wen bowed his hands to the two of them and apologized.
Liu Yan and Qin Mi seemed to have expected this situation, and they both had reserved smiles on their faces, indicating that they didn't care.
Obviously, after a series of events, the Soochow envoy was already a little confused.
And this look is exactly what the big man needs.
The late emperor failed in his attack on Wu, but many people in Wu had great ambitions.
Being able to win back the game at this time can make the Wu people no longer look down on the Han people, and only then can the Han-Wu alliance no longer easily break up.
"Exactly."
Zhuge Liang nodded, "My name is Feng Yong, my courtesy name is Mingwen, and I am a disciple of an expert."
As he spoke, he pointed ahead, "Just like the beautiful scenery that Ambassador Zhang saw in front of him, it was mostly given by him."
Zhang Wen asked in surprise, "What does the Prime Minister mean by this? As far as the foreign ministers know, the Prime Minister ordered people to repair Dujiangyan, and then this precious land was reclaimed."
"I am not talking about the land, but the wheat."
Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, can't you see how this wheat is different from other wheat?"
"Most millet and rice are grown in the east of the Yangtze River. Although wheat is also grown along the river, I heard that wheat rice is difficult to swallow, so Wen has never cared about it. I also asked the Prime Minister to clarify his doubts."
Zhang Wen answered honestly.
"The wheat rice is hard to swallow, but when I watched Ambassador Zhang eat the steamed buns, he said they were delicious."
"Steamed buns?" Zhang Wen was stunned and pointed to the wheat in front of him in disbelief, "Is it possible..."
Zhuge Liang nodded, "Yes, that steamed bun is made from wheat that has been shelled and then ground into powder."
"In an average year, one acre of millet can yield two stones, and one acre of rice can yield more than one stone. Does Mr. Zhang know how much wheat can be harvested per acre?"
Zhuge Liang sold it out.
"I don't know."
"The wheat grown in the north can yield more than two stones per acre, which is more than the harvest of millet. But the wheat grown here," Zhuge Liang chuckled, but could no longer hide the smile on his face, "one acre is less."
You can also get two and a half stones, and if you take more than half, you can get three stones."
Two and a half stones means a ripe year, three stones... means a bumper harvest, and a bumper harvest every year!
Thinking of what Jiang Wan said, the smile on Zhuge Liang's face could no longer go away.
Zhang Wen was stunned.
Although Jiangdong planted less wheat, it did not mean that he did not know the concept of three stones per acre.
And the most important thing is that wheat rice is unpalatable, but the steamed buns made by Shu people from wheat are soft and delicious.
Wouldn’t you be a fool if you didn’t grow more of this kind of high-yielding, delicious food?
So, if one acre of Shu land produces grain, it should be worth two acres of Jiangdong land?
Zhang Wen glanced at Zhuge Liang dully, pointed at the wheat with some trembling, and asked in disbelief, "Prime Minister... three stones per mu?"
Zhuge Liang nodded and said firmly to him, "Three stones."
Zhang Wen ignored his manners, rushed down to the ground, picked up the wheat ears, and looked at it with some confusion.