Chapter 317 The Magical Farmer of the Headquarters
On the first day of May, Jiuyuan City became very lively. Li Xiang was already very relaxed, but according to the etiquette in Daqian, he still spent a full day before he was able to rest. This was still not the case. When someone dares to give him alcohol.
Otherwise, I might fall asleep when I come back.
Feeling exhausted, Li Xiang opened his head according to Daqian custom and drank a glass of wine.
The eighth princess is very beautiful, but it’s not like Prime Minister Li has never seen beautiful women before. There is no shortage of women in his life.
"Go to sleep!" Li Xiang took off his clothes, then lay on the bed and fell asleep. The fatigue of the day made him feel even more tired than fighting on the battlefield.
When the Eighth Princess saw Li Xiang just putting her aside and ignoring her, she felt an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
After using his true energy to extinguish the lights, he crawled onto the bed, and soon a muffled moan came from...
Early the next morning, Li Xiang felt refreshed. His mother was not in Jiuyuan City, so he could cut out a lot of unnecessary etiquette and let the eighth princess continue to sleep.
Li Xiang misses his two children very much, and so far he only has two children.
in the garden
Li Xiang held his son and daughter in his arms, while Wu Yating peeled fruit beside him: "King, do we really want to go to the Imperial Capital of Daqian?"
Wu Yating didn't really want to go to the Imperial Capital. She had lived there for a while and didn't have much impression of the Imperial Capital. If Li Xiang was just an ordinary person, he or she would follow him to the Imperial Capital.
But Li Xiang is now the governor of Liangzhou, and he also rules the entire northwest. He also has a tiger army like the Xiliang Army. If anything happens to the imperial capital, no matter how powerful the Xiliang army is, it will not be able to kill the imperial capital. .
Therefore, she didn't really want to go to the imperial capital.
Li Xiang knew Wu Yating's worries and smiled: "Don't worry, there are Taoist Qingsong and the two of them protecting us. Even if something happens, they can lead us out. If the great masters want to leave, there is no way." People can stop it!"
Li Xiang didn't want to talk too much about this issue, because he had to go to the imperial capital. The emperor had given him so many conveniences, so he had to go and stand in line for the emperor no matter what.
This time is actually about taking sides. Let’s see who everyone chooses. This may also be said to be the last peaceful year after the new emperor ascended the throne, and then it’s time for a melee.
When he comes back from the imperial capital, he will have to seize the time to get this piece of meat from Liangzhou into his mouth, and then go to Bingzhou and other grassland border states.
For the forces in the Central Plains, these places are sparsely populated and very poor. However, in the eyes of Prime Minister Li, these places are his blessed lands. He does not need too many troops under his command, but elites.
Most of the people in these places are proficient in the art of fighting and riding. Why can the grassland people be able to dominate the Central Plains as long as they break through many defense lines in the north?
Is it because most of the Central Plains are plains and there are not many cavalry? Can infantry fight with cavalry in the wild?
Daqian has been at peace for too long, so the border troops can still fight. However, in the northern battlefield, Li Zhen mobilized the elite troops from the north of Daqian. Most of the chaos in the Central Plains was caused by random fighting.
If those troops were really forced to fight against the border troops, the border troops would be able to chase and kill those soldiers within an hour.
Marching and fighting is not about fighting in the rivers and lakes. What is important is various battle formations. When to charge and when to defend, you must follow the arrangements.
Another point is that the soldiers in the border army have more or less practiced and are stronger than the soldiers who have just put down their farm tools. This is one of the reasons why Daqian has been able to suppress the Eastern World for so many years.
As long as Daqian can suppress the aristocratic families, the sect disciples, the grassland people and the demon clan, no matter how much trouble the common people in Daqian make, they will not be able to affect the foundation of Daqian's rule.
Ordinary peasant troops can defeat those soldiers who have been practicing for many years. A single cultivator can chase a large group of civilians who have never practiced and do not understand military formations.
As long as there is no chaos at the middle and upper levels, Da Gan can continue to exist.
This time, chaos broke out in Daqian. The two forces of grassland people and monsters made the Emperor of Daqian focus on one thing and not the other. At the same time, it was time to resolve the internal conflicts.
Li Xiang changed the subject and said, "I heard that Zhou Yulan returned the sword I gave her as a gift?"
Wu Yating looked a little distressed and said: "I heard that the eighth princess handed it over to Yu Qingyun. After Qingyun came back, he drank alone all night. That was the first time I saw him drunk!
Since then, he has been working hard and not seeing anyone every day!"
Li Xiang frowned, feeling a little angry in his heart. He knew he shouldn't be angry. Everyone has their own choice, but some things still need to be said face to face.
"Where's Charlie?"
Wu Yating said: "Xia Li, you have been in seclusion a few days ago. You are said to have been exposed to the first-class realm. This time you come out of seclusion and you will become a first-class master!"
"Yeah!" Li Xiang gently shook the two children and had an idea in his mind: "You think, how about we hold a wedding for Qingyun and Xia Li?"
Wu Yating wanted to agree after hearing this, but suddenly thought: "Xia Li's parents are still here, and they are getting married. No matter what, she should inform her parents and teachers!"
Xia Li's family is also a small aristocracy in the Western world. Her teacher is a first-class master. She really needs to communicate with them if she wants to get married!
"When Xia Li comes out of quarantine, I will ask her to write down the address of her parents. Then I will ask Li Jin to invite them over and let them take a free trip to the Eastern World!"
Li Xiang said: "In this case, we have to build a house for Qingyun first. This guy still lives in the Yamen every day!"
Zhang Qingyun is a workaholic, he works every day, and sometimes travels around with his bodyguard, so Li Xiang uses various precious medicines to build up his cultivation to a second-rate level.
Otherwise, with his working hours, his body would have been exhausted long ago!
"How about building it next to the palace?" Wu Yating suggested happily: "In this way, when the two of them have children, their children can play with their two little devils!"
After the two children learned to crawl, they crawled everywhere every day. They didn't know where to go if they weren't paying attention. They were very skinny.
Wu Yating worried about the two of them every day, and the maids helped to watch. If she watched alone, she would probably be exhausted.
Li Xiang laughed: "Okay, we will get married when the time comes!"
Wu Yating laughed even more happily when she heard this. Zhang Qingyun was one of the people Li Xiang trusted most, and he was also the top leader of the entire Northwest Yamen. Whether his son or daughter married him, it was a way of stabilizing his son's status.
Moreover, Zhang Qingyun also represents the entire Guanwai camp and the support of the Guanwai camp.
The more Wu Yating thought about it, the happier she became, but she did not forget Qian Duoduo. Duoduo was her natural ally. According to her father, even if Duoduo had a son, he would not have the right to inherit because Duoduo was from the Shiwanda Mountain.
At most, I will be assigned to some better places in the future!
"Where's Duo Duo?" Li Xiang didn't think as much as Wu Yating thought. He wanted to marry Zhang Qingyun just because of their friendship.
Wu Yating looked back and saw Qian Duoduo walking towards him with a lot of things in his arms: "Is this book here?"
Li Xiang looked over and saw Qian Duoduo holding a lot of things. He couldn't help but laugh: "Is there no Qiankun bag or something? Every time I see you, you are holding a lot of things!"
Qian Duoduo's little face turned red all of a sudden, which was blushing.
"Fuck, the Qiankun bag is full, I can only hold it!" Qian Duoduo whispered like a mosquito. After putting the things on the table, he gave Li Xiang a long, thick fruit: "This, this, this It’s a kind of fruit brought from the south. I heard it can, supplement, supplement that!”
Wu Yating looked at Qian Duoduo with a smile. Qian Duoduo didn't dare to look at Li, but Wu Yating's eyes met. Seeing that meaningful look, she became even more embarrassed!
Li Xiang took the fruit and saw Qian Duoduo's cute appearance. He couldn't help but joked: "It seems I have to work harder, otherwise Duoduo will be anxious!"
"No, I'm not in a hurry!" Qian Duoduo blushed, but he didn't escape: "I, too, want a child!"
"Then I'll give you one tonight!" Li Xiang said with a smile.
Li Xiang didn't notice that while he was joking with Wu Yating and Qian Duoduo, he kept looking at them with his eyes, and then quietly ran back to the bedroom.
"How is it?" the eighth princess asked in a hoarse voice.
Mingyue said: "The governor is chatting with two women, they should be Wu and Qian!"
The eighth princess moved her body, and her face showed pain. This feeling could not be suppressed by cultivation.
"Princess, are you okay?" Mingyue saw the princess showing pain and couldn't help complaining: "The governor is too ignorant to pity you!"
The Eighth Princess blushed a little. She was the one who took the initiative last night, and then she got scared. She can still feel the pain.
It's not the fault of Prime Minister Li. If it's the blame, it's the old ladies. The things those old ladies showed her are not consistent at all...
The Eighth Princess shook her head and put away those things in her mind, and then said to Mingyue: "Go and get some water, I want to wash up, and then go and meet this Wu family for a while!"
Li Xiang, who was chatting happily in the pavilion, didn't know that a war without smoke was about to break out.
Unfortunately, he didn't see it. After only staying in the pavilion for a short time, Li Xiang went to the north to handle government affairs. A large number of followers who had followed the Eighth Princess to the northwest. Seeing Li Xiang's appearance, they were already worried. Just yelling.
In their eyes, Li Xiang is a person who does not understand etiquette, is rough, and is a butcher, but they dare not say anything. In the northwest land, Li Xiang is the master of this place.
Prime Minister Li had a lot of things to deal with. The immigrants were going north and using transport ships to transport the civilians brought from the Central Plains of Daqian to the vast land of the north.
Xiliang construction workers have already built villages for them. These villages are also an important eye of Xiliang. Places that can be selected as villages have water sources, places to farm, and crops that can allow the common people to survive.
At the same time, the first indigenous people in the village are Xiliang farmers. There are five to ten Xiliang farmers in each village. They have to cultivate seeds for other farmers. At the same time, Xiliang farmers are also cultivating a kind of seed. They do not need to cultivate it, and it can be easily Millet is well adapted to the cold.
It has been cultivated in coarse cloth, but the grain yield is very low, even lower than the ordinary rice yield in Daqian. About one acre of land can only produce five buckets of grain.
This kind of yield is very different from that of cold rice, but it is impossible for Li Xiang to let the farmers in Xiliang keep cultivating seeds for these people!
To be honest, as long as a farmer in the Xiliang headquarters reaches level five or above, that is, his strength is equivalent to the true essence of the inflow level, they can plant cold rice with all their strength and can harvest it once a month. At the same time, one person can plant ten acres of land, one An acre of land can produce at least three stones or more of grain and grass.
Thirty dan a month and 300 dan a year (one dan equals one hundred kilograms) can support more than a hundred people like Xiliang Headquarters. This is how much the soldiers of Xiliang Headquarters eat, plus all kinds of consumption.
After cultivating seeds for these people, they can only harvest once every two months. The output of ordinary people is about one stone per acre, and the maturity time is between two and four months. A family of five can take care of five people. There are about an acre of land and other things need to be planted.
They only plant about three times a year, and their best harvest is only fifteen dan. The farmers in Xiliang headquarters can get more food in a month than their family can get in a year.
But the entire northwest cannot be supported by farmers in Xiliang!
Now Li Xiang can only follow what Zhang Qingyun said, first arrange these civilians, and then slowly cultivate food that can grow in the cold winter without being cultivated by Xiliang farmers.
Now there is a little glimmer of light, and I believe that farmers in Xiliang will be able to cultivate that kind of plant in the near future.
After Li Xiang saw the people's livelihood, he turned his attention to the army. After the Ninth Corps established a foothold on the Qingxi grassland, it began large-scale grazing this year.
Nowadays, there is large-scale herding, and Xiliang needs a lot of cattle and sheep skins. Therefore, since the beginning of this year, there has been no large-scale slaughter of sheep in the entire Qingxi grassland. At the same time, a large number of herdsmen have been organized to herd sheep together.
The Qing tribe not far away did not cause trouble again, so the Ninth Legion settled down on the grassland, opened up a large amount of farmland, and planted trees and a kind of grass on both sides of the river.
This kind of grass is cultivated by local farmers based on a kind of spiritual grass. It grows very fast and absorbs trace amounts of spiritual energy between heaven and earth. It can grow back soon after it is cut and can be stored for a long time.
As soon as this grass comes out, it becomes an important forage in Xiliang. All kinds of herbivores like this grass. Currently, because there is relatively little cultivation, it can only be supplied to war horses.
Planting has begun on the grassland, and it will not take long to supply the entire Xiliang, as well as the cattle and sheep.
After reading the information, Li Xiang couldn't help but be curious about the group of farmers from his headquarters. Whatever Xiliang lacked, they would cultivate it!
This ability is more powerful than creating a magic weapon!
