"Needless to say, Yiwen and Zishi, with their deep trust and sincerity, they will probably be able to guard Nanxiang County in the past two years."
Feng Yong looked at Li Qiu and Huang Chong, "This is the foundation of our brothers, so we have to keep an eye on it."
Li Qiu and Huang Chong looked at each other and said in unison, "I will obey my brother's longevity."
"Truth and sincerity don't have to be enthusiastic about Yiwen and Zishi. I once said that in Nanxiang County, you can get credit even if you lie down. Seeing that Nanxiang is now the second largest county in Hanzhong, as far as I know
, you two must be number one in performance evaluation this year."
The most important assessment system in the Han Dynasty was the Shangji system, also called performance appraisal.
The local chief executive regularly submits accounting documents to superiors to report on the status of local governance. At the end of the year, the county magistrate compiles accounting books, including the county's household registration, cultivated land, money and grain, prison conditions, etc., and reports them to the court through various channels.
The imperial court assessed the performance of local chief executives accordingly.
"Next year, Nanxiang will only get bigger and bigger, and even Nanzheng will be at a disadvantage. So what you have to worry about is how to manage Nanxiang well."
Li Qiu nodded and said, "What my brother said is absolutely true. I remember when I first came to Nanxiang, there were only a few people, and nothing happened for a month. But now, the county government has become more and more complicated. If this continues, I'm afraid that next year, Nanxiang will
It became a Shang County with a population of tens of thousands."
Ranches were gradually moving from Nanzheng to Nanxiang, and with the spread of woolen cloth-for-grain, the number of merchants coming from Jincheng also began to increase.
Simple restaurants have begun to appear in Nanxiang, as well as lodges for people to stay, that is, inns.
With the workshops, pastures, the Zhang family, the Li family, etc. who came to Nanxiang to reclaim wasteland, plus some people arranged by Hanzhong Prefecture, the population of Nanxiang now exceeds 10,000, and with the people coming and going, it will double next year
It's not that difficult.
"That's what you two have to worry about. If you do it well, it will definitely be a big achievement next year, so just stay in Nanxiang with peace of mind."
In less than the age of the weak crown, he is in charge of a county, and it may be the most important county in Hanzhong in the future. He is even ranked among the Han Dynasty. Who dares to say that Li Qiu and Huang Chong are not young people with a bright future?
Talented?
"The remaining three are Wenxuan, Wei Ran and me." Feng Yong smiled, "The Prime Minister moved me to the post of captain of Diannong School in Yizhou. In my opinion, it may not have happened after the pacification of Nanzhong.
Let me go and see what the farming thing in Nanzhong means."
I had taken the drawings of the spinning wheel loom early, and specifically asked if it could be improved to weave linen. In the eyes of others, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty might just want to use it around Jincheng.
But Feng Yong knew that the demon Zhuge used troops in Nanzhong to show his power; after the war was over, he would also teach the Yi people in Nanzhong to farm and weave, which was a kindness.
Therefore, Zhuge Lao Yao may not have any intention of using the loom and spinning wheel improved by Feng Yong in Nanzhong.
When he moved to Yizhou to be the captain of Diannong School, he not only rewarded Feng Yong for his contribution, but also later had an excuse for Feng Yong to go to Nanzhong. He just caught a toad and soaked it in his urine. That was all.
There is no need to say the next words, Li Yi naturally understands.
If you follow your brother, you will always get credit.
"So the time for the three of us to stay in Nanxiang is running out!"
Feng Yong sighed, "Sanniang has already written a letter, saying that Zhang Junhou's family is willing to plant all the land they have opened into mulberry and hemp. This can be regarded as the last major event in Nanxiang this year. Let's work together to make this matter a success.
It’s all done.”
Before everyone understood what was going on, Li Yi's eyes lit up, "Brother, what do you mean, is that the paper has been made?"
Feng Yongyong planned to use mulberry and hemp to make paper, and Li Yi and others naturally knew about it. However, paper was still a precious thing at this time, and they only knew that Cai Hou's paper was made from tree bark and other materials, so how to make it,
But he knew nothing.
Therefore, they were unsure about the papermaking method proposed by Feng Yong.
"I made it a few days ago. But Angel Jiang hasn't left yet, so I can't take it out."
Jiang Wan also asked what those straw huts by the river were used for. After learning that they were for papermaking, he just praised Feng Yong for his good intentions for education, but he did not know that a new papermaking process was being tested there.
Because when he thought about it, since Feng Yong opened such a school, it would definitely cost a lot of paper and ink, so it was natural to open a small papermaking workshop.
After all, after Marquis Cai improved the papermaking process, the imperial court vigorously promoted this method throughout the world, so it was not surprising that Feng Yong could find craftsmen who knew how to make paper.
As he said that, Feng Yong smiled again, "But after listening to what Master Feng told me, the paper made is surprisingly good. I sent Jiang Angel off today, and I just happened to go over and see what the paper looks like.
.”
"That's great."
When Feng Yong talked about the Southern Expedition, both inside and outside his words indicated that after Zhao Guang and Wang Xun left, the rest of them would be separated in a few months, and the atmosphere couldn't help but become a little dull.
Now that I heard the news, the heavy atmosphere of the two points was lifted.
"Let's go."
Feng Yong reined in the horse's head and shouted "Drive". The handsome horse neighed, raised its front hooves, and sprinted forward.
"Master Feng, how's it going?"
Feng Yong took the lead and rushed to the papermaking workshop on horseback. As soon as he got off the horse, he asked this question.
People in the papermaking workshop saw a group of people riding horses coming from a distance, so they called Craftsman Feng early, and he who had been busy inside hurriedly came out to greet them.
Upon hearing Feng Yong's question, he quickly bowed and said, "I have met Feng Langjun."
"No need to be so polite, tell me, how about that paper?"
"Back to Feng Langjun, some paper has been dried and ready for Feng Langjun to see."
As he said this, Feng Jiangong couldn't hide the joy on his face, "I followed Feng Langjun's method and used the mulberry bark and hemp silk. The resulting paper is indeed much tougher than before and looks durable."
“As long as it’s durable, it’s good as long as it’s durable!”
Feng Yong laughed repeatedly and said, "Take it out quickly and let me see it."
Feng Yong also wanted to exchange some things with Old Demon Zhuge for the new papermaking method, so when Jiang Wan was there, he didn't see the newly made paper, for fear that Jiang Wan would find out the reason after seeing it.
"yes."
Carpenter Feng turned around and entered the workshop, and soon came out again, holding a stack of paper in his hand.
"Let me see."
Feng Yong took a piece of paper and saw that the paper was slightly yellow, and some plant fibers could be seen on it. He pinched it with two fingers and touched it. It was a bit thick. He shook it again, and it turned out that it was just as Feng Yonggong said.
That said, the toughness of paper is much better than before.
It is thick, soft and tough. Even due to the craftsmanship, the plant fibers on it make the paper a little uneven. It is similar to the toilet paper specially used for going to the toilet in later generations. It is really a treasure of the toilet!
Feng Tubiao moaned excitedly, and almost burst into tears. He would no longer have to fight with an egg against a stone!
There seemed to be a noise in my ears, and someone was calling me at the same time.
"Oh, what's the matter?"
Feng Yong came to his senses, suppressed his excitement, and raised his head, only to see Li Yi standing beside him, his hand holding the paper trembling obviously.
"Brother, this paper... is really a rare good thing! I have never seen such good paper before!"
Li Qiu and Huang Chong looked at him with fiery eyes.
Yang Wanwan's expression was very different from the three of them. He had a sacred look on his face, holding the paper in his hand as if he was holding a peerless treasure, and muttering to himself without knowing what he was saying.
This is someone who truly worships knowledge. Feng Yong sighed in his heart.
It was just his last move that almost made Feng Tubiao's eyes pop out.
He suddenly tore off a corner of the paper, put it in his mouth and chewed it...
Holy shit!
"You can't eat that!"
Feng Yong said quickly.
"ah?"
Yang Qianwan looked at Feng Yong blankly, with the remains of paper still remaining at the corner of his mouth, "It smells..."
Of course it has a smell, you can smell it without eating it, it's the smell of mulberry trees, but that's fine, it can prevent insects.
Perhaps it was Feng Yong's shout that woke him up, but he scratched his head in a somewhat honest manner, "Brother, I'm sorry. I've admired Han rituals for a long time and know that this paper is a precious thing, so I couldn't help myself..."
"Oh, it's okay. Just look at the paper and don't put it in your mouth. Wei Ran wants to learn Han Li in the future, and there will be many opportunities. The paper making is difficult to open and close. Once it is made, it will be much easier later.
Already."
Yang Wanwan has always admired Han culture, and Feng Yong also knew it. Otherwise, after arriving in Hanzhong, he would not have had someone help him choose the character "Wei Ran" like the Han people did.
Feng Jiangong watched Yang Wanwan tear up the paper and put it in his mouth, with a distressed look on his face and angry eyes. He had put so much effort into making this, and it was just ruined.
I saw him wanting to open his mouth and say a few words a few times, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
However, Li Yi didn't pay attention to this little thing. He turned around and shouted at Bu Qu who was following him, "Everyone spread out, protect this place and don't allow anyone to get even half a step closer!"
"promise!"
The tribesmen thought something had happened, and quickly dispersed nervously, surrounding the place as if facing a formidable enemy.
Feeling that it was a bit of a fuss, Feng Yong said, "Wenxuan doesn't need to be like this, right? It's just paper."
"It's because of paper! Paper, brother!"
Li Yi shook the paper in his hand, lowered his voice, blushed and thickened his neck, and almost shouted, "Even that Uncle Zuo paper can't compare to this paper."
"Isn't that true?" Feng Yong asked doubtfully, "I once heard Guan Ji say that Zuo Bo's paper is evenly thick and fine in texture, making it the best in the world."
"I don't think this paper is smooth. How can it compare to Zuo Bo's paper?"
As Feng Yong spoke, he also imitated Li Yi and shook the paper. The sound was not crisp, but rather dull, indicating that the paper was indeed thick.
"So what if Zuo Bo's paper is even in thickness? I'm lucky enough to have seen Zuo Bo's paper, which is the best in the world. The texture is indeed fine and the paper surface is smoother than this paper."
"But it is too rare. The craftsmanship is said to be both difficult and complicated, and the material selection is extremely picky. It cannot be made two or three times a year. Even if it was only supplied to Luoyang at that time, it could not be supplied, so it seems that Uncle Zuo
Paper is precious.”
"But the paper made by my brother is quite different. Although it is a little rough, it is thicker, more flexible and not easily damaged. Moreover, mulberry and hemp are available everywhere. It can be made in less than two months. These are better than Zuo Bo's paper.
too much."
Li Yi said, caressing the paper in his hand lovingly, and even pulled it hard, "Look, how good the paper is? It can't be damaged even if you pull it. For this reason, Zuo Bo's paper can't be compared."
!”
"Brother, it's done, let's do it!"
When Li Yi saw that Feng Yong still looked unconcerned, he felt a breath in his chest and said angrily, "This is a great achievement, a great contribution!"
Uh-huh!
Feng Tubie didn't care about other things, but when he heard this, his eyes immediately lit up, "How come this paper...has become such a great achievement? I still want to sell it for money."
She originally wanted to exchange it with Old Demon Zhuge, but Guan Ji is more capable. She has already obtained the mulberry branches from Huang Yueying, and has even started cutting them in Fengzhuang, so she can use this papermaking technique by herself.
Paper is so precious. If you sell it for money, it will be a big income.
"How much can I sell this paper for?"
After Li Yigang said this, he said "poof" again, feeling that he had been led astray by the elder brother in front of him.
"Of course this paper can be sold for a lot of money, but brother, it is a great achievement first. As long as the imperial court gets this paper, isn't it afraid that all the scholars in the world will return home?"
Li Yi swallowed his saliva and continued, "Now that the great man is in danger, if he obtains this scholar's treasure, doesn't it mean that the great man is still destined to be his destiny?"
"Let me think about it, let me think about it."
Feng Yong felt that he couldn't keep up with Li Yi's thinking.
Improvements in papermaking will certainly have an impact on the spread of knowledge.
But in Feng Yong's view, this is long-term and silent, rather than something obvious all at once.
Just why would Li Yi think that taking out this piece of paper can buy people's hearts?
Could it be that I have underestimated the impact of paper on scholars in this era?
"What do you mean by Wenxuan, we should present this paper?"
Feng Yong asked tentatively.
"Present it," Li Yi nodded affirmatively, "We definitely can't keep it, and it's impossible for the court to let this method stay in our hands. It's better to offer it up, and then the court will be with us regardless of whether it's made or not.
It has nothing to do with it, but we can make paper with peace of mind."
"Then give it."
Feng Yong nodded, he was not stingy with this thing, but subconsciously he always felt something was wrong.
Listening to what Li Yi said and his expression, it was obvious that this thing was something similar to a nuclear bomb. If it was placed in the hands of Old Demon Zhuge, would it blow up Sichuan?
When the time comes... Feng Langjun, who is charming with his clever words and ruthless with Xiao Wenhe, is afraid that he will be stabbed by the Shuzhong family again.
"Brother is really decisive!"
Li Yi said with great admiration.
If this kind of craftsmanship were only in my own hands, I wonder how much money it would bring to me? It would be worth the gold and silver.
If it is regarded as a craft handed down from generation to generation, then generations will have no worries about food and clothing.
But his brother only listened to his own words and believed in his words so much that he was moved and admired.
But he didn't know that when Feng Tubao took this piece of paper in his hand, his first thought was not that it was a precious thing or a treasure passed down from generation to generation, but that he would use it to wipe his butt!
If this idea were to be known to Li Yi and others, most of the people present would probably vomit blood and die.