Chapter 566 Jiangzhou can't beat the fierce battle
Beijing, outside Huangzhuang.
Green grass, luxuriant grass, small bridges and flowing water.
Su Lu supported Li Qing for a walk on the path. In the fields on both sides of the road, there were green soybeans, sweet potato vines covering the ground, and one or two gray rabbits that occasionally came out of the fields. They suddenly disappeared into the grass and disappeared.
"This year's sweet potato harvest will definitely be good."
Li Qing lazily looked at the seedlings in the field and said with a smile on his face.
She had never dared to think about being able to take a walk on the field road when Su Lu was not around. Even when she was a county captain, she never dared to think about it.
Days like this are so good.
Su Lu looked at the thin sweet potato vines and shook his head:
"The growth of these sweet potatoes is not very good. I remember that when the sweet potatoes grew well, the vines could be as thick as my little finger. This sweet potato is still far behind."
"I really don't know how Yu Wei is in charge of the Ministry of Industry. Are the people in the Department of Agriculture just idlers? It's been several years and I haven't thought of a way to increase sweet potato production."
"The sweet potato yield is already high enough. I won't allow you to slander the adults in the Department of Agriculture."
The two of them walked around a mountain ginger bush, and an old farmer who was weeding in the sweet potato field spoke with excitement on his face.
Su Lu waved his hand to stop Lu Zhan, who was about to come over, and asked the old farmer with a smile.
"Han Zhao, the head of the Department of Promoting Agriculture, was still a junior leader six years ago. The imperial court promoted him to Wei Mo. From the ninth rank to the sixth rank, he was promoted to the head of the Department of Promoting Agriculture. It only took six years, and he was rewarded with kindness.
It can be said that he is not generous, but he has made such a small achievement?"
The old man glanced at Su Lu in surprise, "It turns out that the young master is a scholar, so I can't say what's wrong with Mr. Han. In these years, in order to promote sweet potatoes and potatoes, Mr. Han went south to Jiangzhou and north to the Tule Prairie. Mr. Han can
I have suffered a great sin.”
Su Lu raised his eyebrows. If Han Zhao really did this, he would be able to endure hardships, but he didn't know what the effect would be.
Li Qing held Su Lu's hand and said kindly: "Old man, there has been no war in the past two years, and the court's tax burden has also been reduced a lot. Do you have enough food at home?"
The old man was very happy when he heard this, "It's not that bad. We are renting the land of Huangzhuang. It is not easy for His Majesty and the Prince to express their gratitude to us old farmers. In normal years, the rent collected is less. In the past two years, in addition to the money paid to the government,
They were basically waived for us.”
"Master Zhou Yuan likes to build roads. After he became a senior official in the Ministry of Revenue, he allocated more money to build roads. There is a boy in our village who serves as a soldier in the Guards. He has not fought in the past two years and has only built roads.
Now, our sweet potatoes and sweet potatoes can all be sold, and we can sell them at a good price."
Li Qing glanced at Su Lu when he heard this. All this was due to Su Lu.
"Old man, it's only been a few years, and you already have a lot of money in your hands. Life is much better these days. You're no worse for food and clothing than before. You can't even afford to dress your children during the Chinese New Year."
The old man nodded, with a smile on his wrinkled face:
"Thanks to the Holy Emperor for being on the throne, and to Prince Anguo for his conquests in the north and south, so that the Thule people no longer dare to bully us and ask for money, so we have such a good life."
A little girl ran from a farm far away, jumping up and down, her braid swaying as she jumped, looking innocent and innocent.
"Grandpa, it's time to eat. Grandma asked you to go home for dinner."
While calling her grandfather to eat, the little girl looked at Su Lu and Li Qing with her big, elven eyes, her round cheeks full of curiosity.
Now that Li Qing was pregnant, he fell in love when he saw the child. He lowered his head slightly and asked the little girl:
"Little sister, why are you calling grandpa home for dinner?"
The little girl shrank next to her grandfather, as if she didn't dare to look at Li Qing and Su Lu.
The old man touched his granddaughter's head and smiled lovingly:
"This girl is so cowardly that she made the young master and his wife laugh."
Su Lu waved and Chang Ning came from a distance. Su Lu asked for two milk cubes from Chang Ning and handed them to Li Qing.
Li Qingsu held up the milk cube in her hand and said, "This is a milk cube. It tastes really sweet."
The little girl's eyes began to sparkle, but she didn't dare to come over and ask for it. She only dared to look at her grandfather.
The old man said with a smile: "Go and ask for it yourself. This is your fate, not grandpa's thing."
The little girl was timid, but her desire for breast milk finally outweighed her fear. She stood up from behind her grandfather and walked timidly in front of Li Qing.
"Are the milk cubes delicious?"
The little girl looked at the breasts and her eyes seemed to flash.
Li Qing moved his palm forward: "Then try it yourself."
The little girl timidly took the piece of milk and ate one piece. Her bulging cheeks were immediately covered with a sweet smile, and she said in a milky voice:
“It’s so delicious.”
As she spoke, the little girl tightly held the remaining piece of milk in her hand.
Next to him, Chang Ning asked curiously: "Why don't you eat it, little sister, this milk cube is delicious."
The little girl shook her head: "I want to take it back to my brother. My brother has never eaten such delicious food."
Looking at the backs of his grandfather and grandson, Li Qing sighed and stared at Su Lu, who was watching the backs of his grandfather and grandson.
"Han is lucky to have you."
Changning stood aside and smiled:
"Your Majesty can't even speak his own words. Your Majesty has no shortage of such compliments."
Su Lu helped Li Qing move forward with a misty tone:
"It's lacking, why isn't it lacking?"
"I have done a lot to persuade the Secretary of Agriculture, but the work is not detailed enough. Send me an order to ask Han Zhao to think more about how to increase production, instead of just thinking about variety."
"I don't know what happened to the war in Jiangzhou. Zhao Wu's military report should have arrived in the capital, right?"
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Jiangzhou, Shangshan Weifu.
Luo Xiang, who was covered in blood, had a tired look on his face and forced himself to say:
"Commander, the Tang army occupies a favorable location. The Shangshan crossing is easy to defend but difficult to attack. If we continue to fight like this, although we are undefeated, we will not be able to capture the crossing."
Zhao Wu's eyes were like blood bubbles, and his voice was annoyed:
"Gao Yang, this grandson, still has a lot of skills. If we fight like this, this grandson can still hold on. When did Tang Jun become so strong?"
"I'm not willing to accept it. Originally, all of Shangshan belonged to the Han Kingdom, and now half of it belongs to the Tang Kingdom. I'm not willing to accept it."
General Zhao next to him looked tired: "Captain, we can't fight anymore. Gao Yang is not a mediocre person. If we continue to fight, we won't be able to win the pass, but we will lose our troops and generals."
Zhao Wu hesitated for a moment and then ordered:
"Cease the troops today, rest for two days, and fight again in three days."
Luo Xiang was stunned when he heard this, and asked:
"But how should we explain to His Majesty and the Prince?"
Zhao Wu waved his hand:
"Your Majesty did not exempt me, but he still recognized my position as the Governor of Shangshan. I naturally have the right to control the armies. Whether it is war or peace, I have the final say."
"The troops rest and regroup and fight again in three days."
"I don't believe it anymore. I still won't be able to beat you Gao Yang."
Luo Xiang sighed, but still ordered General Zhao and General Fan next to him:
"Go ahead, withdraw your troops, and fight again in three days."
"Remember, when the rear army retreats, it must retreat slowly."
Zhao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Lao Luo, how many available guards do we have?"
Luo Xiang was shocked when he heard this: "There are less than two camps, about three hundred people. What do you want to do?"
Zhao Wu clenched his fist: "If I can't beat him, I can disgust him. I'm going to bully him this time."