Father and son, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law with their children had been waiting in the courtyard early because the envoys were coming.
Then, I was getting hungry and no one was there.
"Let's eat first," Zhu Ming couldn't help but complain, "This guy is practicing Qingbenlun. You can do whatever you like. Don't expect too much from his punctuality."
Zhu Guoxiang asked: "The basic theory of emotion is willfulness?"
Zhu Ming shook his head and said: "Su Shi believes that human nature originates from natural attributes. Emotion is the movement of nature, and it is on the same level as sex and life. This concept leads Su Shi to naturally take emotion as the basis when doing things, and follow the mainstream
Political forms are in opposition. You can simply understand it as...liberalism, although this explanation is very one-sided."
"Liberalism in the Song Dynasty? Very interesting." Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile.
Ju Ming added: "In comparison, Su Shi's father is really called a rebel. Su Xun admired contingency and strategy, saying that the complete form of the way of a saint is that there are scriptures, changes and strategies. He also uses contingency to interpret the Six Classics
, adding a layer of conspiracy theory to the Confucian classics. Later, Zhu Xi was so angry when he read the "Six Classics", saying that in Su Xun's eyes, the saints all use their magic to deceive the world."
Zhu Guoxiang listened with great interest. Before traveling through time, he thought that Confucianism was all about Neo-Confucianism. He didn't expect that there were so many weird and weird theories.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought the meal, rice, vegetables and eggs, which was much richer than before.
After waiting until noon, Lu Tixue finally arrived. He smiled from afar and said, "I'm quite sleepy. I overslept today."
Ju Ming really wanted to say something: You are probably not oversleeping, but sleeping until noon.
Zhu Guoxiang said: "It doesn't matter, it will be the same sooner or later."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hurriedly took Bai Qi to bow down. He was the biggest official they had ever seen, and he was also a noble academic official.
Grandma Yan said very abruptly: "Brother Qi, memorize the Three Character Classic quickly!"
Bai Qi was a little frightened to see so many people, but he still recited it honestly: "In the beginning, human nature is good..."
Grandma Yan's thoughts were similar to those of the scholars, she wanted to show off in front of Ti Xue.
After reciting more than 400 words in a row, Bai Qi finally got stuck and forgot what was coming next.
Seeing that he was well-behaved and smart, Lu Tixue looked kindly and reached out to touch Bai Qi's head: "Good boy, you memorize very well. You must study harder in the future."
"Yes," Bai Qi nodded in agreement, "I work very hard. I memorize and learn Chinese characters every day."
Lu Tixue ordered: "Let's go."
The officials and scholars immediately gathered around him and went up the mountain to have fun with him.
"Yes, Brother Qi will definitely have a future." Shen Yourong was also extremely happy.
Grandma Yan thought about it and said: "If Mr. Zhu is appreciated, can he be given an official position and a half-job position?"
"I don't understand this either," Shen Yourong said.
But it was said that the father and son took Lu Ti to study and came to a cornfield.
Zhu Guoxiang introduced: "This is corn, intercropped with beans, and interplanted with sweet potatoes. The ground is covered with sweet potato vine leaves. The vine leaves can be fed to livestock, and the young leaves can also be used as vegetables."
"Crow three species in one piece of land?" Lu Tixue asked.
Zhu Guoxiang said: "Tixue, do you still remember the thirteen methods of interplanting?"
"Remember, you said it yesterday." Lu Tixue nodded.
Zhu Guoxiang said: "These three crops, from tall to short, are interplanted with high and low. The leaves are round and pointed, and they are also interplanted with round points. Their sowing, growth and harvest periods are staggered, so they will not compete for fertilizer, and the beans will still be
It can provide fertility. After the corn is harvested, some garlic will be planted instead, which will not only prevent the land from being idle, but also use garlic to repel insects."
Lu Tixue asked: "With this intercropping method, is it equivalent to planting only half an acre of corn and still producing one stone per acre?"
"Maybe less than a stone." Zhu Guoxiang said.
He extrapolated it based on data from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the early years after the founding of New China, there were no improved seeds or chemical fertilizers, and the average corn yield per mu was a little more than 62 kilograms, which was almost as much as one stone in the Song Dynasty.
As for a few decades from now, there will be corn with a yield of more than 800 kilograms per mu.
If the seeds brought by time travel degrade again, they will probably be degraded to the level of the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.
In the Song Dynasty, the yield of good farmland in the north was only one or two dan per mu, and in some cases it could even reach two and a half dan. However, if it were replaced by barren mountainous land, the yield of corn and sorghum would be less than one dan per mu, and if wheat was cultivated forcibly, it would only yield thirty or forty kilograms.
What's more, the cornfield in front of me is also interplanted with other crops, and the combined yield is very scary.
Lu Tixue said: "After the corn and sweet potatoes are harvested, you send some seeds to Xingyuan Mansion. The Tixue Department will move to Xingyuan Mansion next year."
The jurisdiction of Lizhou Road is roughly the area in northern Sichuan and the area south of the Qinling Mountains in Shaanxi, with a little bit of Gansu territory.
Its political center has moved to Hanzhong at this time, but its military center is still in Guangyuan, Sichuan. The education department (the Department of Academic Affairs) will also move to Hanzhong next year. Anyway, it is very chaotic. Several teams are not under each other's control, and they are not in peacetime.
How to communicate.
Lu Tixue asked Xiang Zhixian again: "How much land do you have left?"
"It's less than two hundred acres," Xiang Zhixian complained, "and the money for tea and soup has never been replenished."
Xiangzhi County's full quota of two hectares of land does not belong to him, but to the position of county magistrate. However, the land has been occupied long ago, and it is not even clear who occupied it.
This situation is extremely common, and the court's solution is: If there is no job land left, 11 guan of tea soup money will be reissued every month. If there is a job field but the income is less than 10 guan, 10 guan of tea soup money will be supplemented. (The above regulations are only for
It is suitable for selecting people. Officials in the Beijing and Chao Dynasties can make up more. In practice, it is difficult to operate, and the money for tea and soup is often insufficient.)
Lu Tixue didn't care about the money for tea and soup from the county magistrate. He only said: "As a parent in this county, you should set an example. Next year, take out the money and buy some seeds from Mr. Zhu. Plant corn and sweet potatoes according to his method, and plant them in your garden."
In the working field, maybe there are not enough seeds, so just plant two or three acres first."
"Yes!" Xiang Zhixian didn't care.
Lu Tixue added: "I will plant five acres of land first."
"Five acres is feasible." Zhu Guoxiang immediately agreed, and he would also leave the seeds to promote it in Daming Village and Shangbai Village.
Lu Tixue also elaborated on his political philosophy: "You cannot force the people to govern, otherwise the people will have doubts. If you want to plant crops, you should plant them first in the official fields. If you can have a good harvest, the gentry will definitely flock to it. If the gentry has a good harvest, the small people will flock to it."
Let’s follow suit. If we don’t have a good harvest, the loss will only be a few acres of farmland, which will do no harm to the gentry and the common people.”
Xiang Zhixian praised: "I have learned a lot!"
After hearing these remarks, Ju Ming's evaluation of Lu Tixue became much higher. Except for the occasional indiscretion, this person's governance was calm and methodical, at least he would not mess around when his brain got hot.
The corn had not yet eared, so there was nothing interesting to see. After asking around for a few more times, Lu Tixue went to visit the Tea Mountain.
Still at Bai Sanlang's Biyunting, making tea with water from the spiritual spring - well, this guy is traveling again.
Lu Tixue said to Zhu Guoxiang: "Write up the interplanting method of corn and sweet potatoes, as well as how to sow seeds, fertilize and other details and give them to me in articles. I will give you money for the seeds and polish the articles."
"I can finish it in one day," Zhu Guoxiang said.
Lu Tixue then said to Ju Ming: "You can also give me a few articles, whether they are poems, songs, or classics. If I directly recommend you to be a student of the Imperial Academy, I'm afraid there will be no news. It will be easier if you have some good articles."
Ju Ming said: "I have some old works in my late life, and I can write them today."
Lu Tixue said hello: "In that case, just write it here. Bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
The official quickly presented the four treasures of the study and brought water for Ju Ming to grind his ink.
Lu Tixue didn't even look at it, he just made tea in the pavilion. Moreover, his tea ordering skills were extremely exquisite, and he could crush Li Hanzhang and Bai Chongwen.
Zhu Ming took up his pen and wrote down the poem he copied yesterday. After thinking about it, he copied another poem by Zhu Xi.
Yu Dayuan came over curiously, stood behind Ju Ming and took a peek, only to see him writing——
"Guan Shu
The half-acre square pond opens up, and the skylight and cloud shadows linger together.
Ask the canal how clear it is, so that there is a source of living water."
Yu Dayuan did not make a sound, but used lip language towards Huang Sheng: "What a poem!"
So Huang Sheng also stood up, and the other two scholars also gathered behind Ju Ming.
Just two minutes later, Huang Sheng couldn't hold himself back and shouted on the spot: "Good poetry, good literary talent, good imagery!"
A series of compliments made Lu Tixue feel itchy and he ordered tea a little slower. He really wanted to see if Ju Ming had any other good poems.
Seeing Xiang Zhixian looking over, Lu Heng did not leave his seat due to his status, so he took the initiative to help recite: "Inscribed on Dongting Lake": The west wind blew the old Dongting waves, and the Xiangjun had many gray hairs overnight. After being drunk, he didn't realize that the sky was on the water, and the boat was full.
Clear dreams overwhelm the stars."
Professor Qian tasted it carefully and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He walked up behind Ju Ming and asked, "Have you successfully been to Dongting Lake?"
Ju Ming replied while writing a poem: "I went north last year and passed by on the way."
Zhu Guoxiang quietly kicked his son. Zhu Ming subconsciously looked up and saw his father also lip-texting: "Don't make it too big."
Ju Ming's idea is, if you don't do it, don't do it. If you do it, do it big!
Just listen to Lu Heng start to read again: ""The Green Jade Case: Yuan Xi": The east wind blows thousands of flowers on the trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain... Suddenly looking back, the man is there, in the dimly lit place."
Lu Tixue, who was ordering tea, suddenly shook his hand.
He stopped making tea, got up and came over. The scholars quickly moved out of the way.
"On Poetry": Li and Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, but they are no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has been leading the way for hundreds of years.
"Linjiang Immortal Reading History": The rolling waters of the Yangtze River pass eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes... We meet happily over a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at.
"Village Residence": The grass grows long and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows blow on the embankment and are drunk by the spring smoke. Children come back early from school and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
"Bamboo and Stone": Clinging to the green mountains without letting go, the roots are still in the broken rocks. After countless blows, they are still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.
"Encourage Drinking": Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. There is no need to be fragrant and fresh when we meet each other.
Ju Ming stopped writing and counted. There were eight poems in total, which was almost enough. He had to save some for future use.
"Please tell me to learn Yazheng!" Zhu Ming handed the paper to him.
Lu Tixue took it carefully, as if he was afraid of crumbling the paper. He pondered these eight poems over and over again. After a long time, he sighed: "You can have such rhetoric at such a young age. I am the only one in the Song Dynasty who has produced more poems!"
He just wanted Ju Ming to write a few articles as attachments to recommend scholars of the Eight Elements, so that it would be easier for him to study in the Imperial Academy.
The results of it?
If I ask you to press against A, you will immediately hit the king!
Lu Tixue could imagine how much of a sensation these eight poems would cause if they reached Kaifeng.
Ju Ming's idea at the moment was very simple. He had to seize the time to supplement the "Book of Rhymes" and Ci Ling, otherwise the secret would be revealed sooner or later.
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