Farming is always the most important issue for the Chinese nation. Only when the problem of food and clothing is solved, everything else will become orderly. It can be said that the existence of the entire Chinese nation is based on farming.
Therefore, no matter how much Li Xingchen develops and builds industry, he must put farming first. Without enough food, no matter how many industrial products there are, there is no way to use them for food.
Especially since this year's spring plowing was the first since Li Xingchen became king, the imperial court naturally paid more attention to it, and the spring plowing ceremony had been rehearsed early.
Although it is almost spring, the weather is still a bit cold, and the cold wind is blowing. If you wear thin clothes, you will inevitably shiver. All the cultivated land outside Chengdu Prefecture has been leveled and is waiting to be prepared after this year's spring plowing ceremony.
sowing.
Last winter, there were two consecutive heavy snowfalls, which was a good sign of a good harvest. Bashu, which had been torn by war for a long time, finally ushered in a rare peace.
After a huge spring ox circled the city of Chengdu three times, it was carried to the farmland facing the sun in the south of the city. The ox definitely plays an irreplaceable role in farming, and the appearance of the spring ox is also people's respect for the god of land and grain.
"Welcome the King of Han!" The people who had been waiting for a long time couldn't help but excitedly bowed and saluted when they saw the young man riding his horse.
What they are today is all brought about by the young man in front of them.
Li Xingchen rode his horse forward slowly, accepting the shouts of the people. He was a little surprised to find that these people, who were not wearing heavy clothes, did not seem to be afraid of the cold at all. Perhaps it was because today, they were really waiting.
It's been too long.
Farming and war are the foundation of the country.
Li Xingchen lamented that the Chinese nation was the birthplace of agricultural civilization from the very beginning, so he did not seek to change anything, he just wanted this nation to not lag behind the times without forgetting its roots.
"Welcome the King of Han!" Chengdu County Governor Tang Zhengliang was already waiting under the ceremony stage. When he saw Li Xingchen dismounting from his horse, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
Li Xingchen also saw the spring cow on the ceremony stage. This clay sculpture of the spring cow really looked honest and honest. This is the most fundamental character of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.
The surroundings had completely quieted down. Li Xingchen took a deep breath, climbed up the steps, bowed respectfully towards the distant sky, earth and mountains, then took the hammer from Li Ping's hand and looked at the spring cow.
With one hammer blow, the spring cow burst into pieces.
"Long live!" Countless people burst into earth-shaking shouts.
"Long live the King of Han!"
Li Xingchen laughed, threw the hammer away, and strode down the steps.
The plows have been prepared in the fields. According to Tang Zhengliang's idea, as the spring ox bursts, these plows will be driven at the same time to cultivate the first piece of land this year.
But what surprised him was that Li Xingchen, who was supposed to be watching the ceremony to express his "encourage to farmers and mulberry trees", actually took off his boots, rolled up his trouser legs, and strode into the field.
"Your Highness!" Tang Zhengliang stamped his feet. Li Pingping's bodyguard next to him obviously didn't expect that Li Xingchen would come and hurriedly chased after him. Tang Zhengliang gritted his teeth and had no choice but to follow his example. There was no other way but to follow this man.
Your Highness, it is impossible to be lazy.
An old farmer who was holding the plow and preparing to listen to the order was surprised to see Li Xinchen, who was standing on the stage, walking up to him in a blink of an eye. He didn't know what to say for a moment, but for Li Xinchen's quick eyesight and quick hands.
If you try to stop him, he may fall to his knees with a plop.
"Old people don't have to be like this."
"Your Highness, the King of Han, there is still morning frost in the ground. It is very cold. Your Highness is a rich man, so you must not do this." The old farmer was a little embarrassed when he spoke.
"What I said is wrong," Li Xingchen reached out and patted the handle of the plow, and said with a smile, "A certain person is a child from the mountains. You can also say that he is a child of our farmers. How can you not do it! But it is the children of the mountains.
We make a living by hunting, and to be honest, I really don’t know how to use this plow. I don’t want to laugh at you, but can you teach me how to do it?”
The old farmer watched Li Xingchen take the whip for driving the cattle, and then saw the other accompanying officials walking over quickly. Naturally, he knew that His Highness the King of Han was serious. He hurriedly stepped forward to hold the plow and demonstrate how to use it.
Li Xingchen took a rough look, took it from the old farmer's hand with a smile, and slapped the plowing cow in front. The plowing cow slowly moved forward, while Li Xingchen held the plow steadily and watched the fertile land moving forward under the iron plow.
Separate the sides.
This kind of farming still requires some skill. Unfortunately, Li Xingchen had never been to the ground in his previous life. When he was in the mountains, his family actually made a living by hunting. There was no need for oxen to plow the small vegetable garden.
Fortunately, the body Li Xingchen inherited in this era was already very strong. Coupled with the years of hard work on the battlefield, he was even stronger. With his great strength, he could barely drive an iron plow.
"I made the old man laugh." Li Xingchen walked a few feet away and looked at the somewhat messy land behind him, feeling apologetically.
But the old farmer was flattered. He had lived for decades. When had he ever seen an emperor going to the fields in person? Not to mention the real emperor, even local officials, who had the ability to go to the fields to farm? Braving the cold every time
It is not easy for them to host the ceremony.
"Your Highness, why did you say that? This old man can't afford it." The old farmer subconsciously wanted to kneel down again, but Li Xingchen reached out to grab him and put his hand on the rake.
The old farmer was at a loss for a moment, and the people around him also looked over. Li Xinchen strode across the field, looking at the fertile land waiting for sowing and harvest, and suddenly turned around and said loudly: "Everyone has seen this too.
As for farming, I am not very good at it, so I hope you can cultivate every inch of the land, and what I do is to bring you peace!"
"Long live!"
Countless people shouted sincerely. In fact, it didn't matter what Li Xinchen said or what he did, because they watched His Highness walk into the fields and farm with their own eyes. This shows that farming is not a despicable thing.
It is something that His Highness the King of Han would do, and this is enough for the common people.
The old farmer's eyes filled with tears as he looked at the land plowed by Li Xinchen and Li Xinchen's bare legs.
This piece of land must be cultivated well. This is a land with the spirit of the emperor and the dragon!
There must be smoke rising from my ancestral grave today.
"Long live the King of Han——"
There was another sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, and Tang Zhengliang and other officials presiding over the ceremony were already looking at each other. Li Xingchen glanced at them before they reacted and hurriedly ordered the rest of the rakes to start plowing at the same time.
Then Li Xingchen remembered something and whispered to Tang Zhengliang: "From now on, it is our rule to go to the ground and help the plow, and all emperors of all generations must abide by it."