As soon as Wang Yuan returned to the courtyard of the rental house, Zhou Chong heard the noise and came out to welcome him. He stretched out his hand to help Wang Yuan get something: "Second brother, my father-in-law didn't embarrass you, right?"
"Why is it so difficult?" Wang Yuan pushed Zhou Chong's hand away and said with a smile, "I'll take it myself."
Zhou Chong immediately flattered him: "This is a gift from my father-in-law, right? The second brother is really extraordinary, even my father-in-law thinks highly of him."
Wang Yuan went straight back to the house, not bothering to pay attention to him, and ordered: "Get me some hot water, I'm sweating today."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Zhou Chong ran away quickly.
Wang Yuan put the steel sword and the powerful bow on the table. He didn't check them carefully before in the palace, but now he has to study them carefully. It's not to play with the treasures, but to be familiar with his own weapons, just like a rider must be familiar with his horse.
This hundred-smelted steel sword has a blade three feet three inches long and a handle one foot two inches long. It is shaped like a horse-killing sword from the Song Dynasty.
Unlike the machete used to kill Japanese soldiers, its blade is straight. If a modern person saw it, they would probably mistake it for a Japanese samurai sword.
In terms of details, it is not exactly the same as the Song Dynasty horse-killing sword, with some foreign styles from the Yuan Dynasty. The blade is a hexagonal cross, the blade has double blood grooves, the handle is slightly bent downward, and the ring head is changed into a fish mouth shape.
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There was a small seal inscription engraved on the blade, and the content made Wang Yuan smile.
Mr. Mu is still very coquettish. He actually named the sword "Dragon Que" and asked the craftsmen to engrave it: "An ancient sharp weapon, Wu Chu Zhan Lu; Da Xia Long Que, famous as the capital of the gods. It can be ambitious and gentle; such as
Popular grass, commanding the nine districts."
I took the bow and arrow and looked at it carefully. I could vaguely see the inscription on the bow, but it could only be inscribed with the word "Rhino Zhao".
Although there is no such idiom in the Ming Dynasty as "rhinoceros burns a candle and shines", "rhinoceros shines on Niuzhu" has been around for a long time. The name of the bow "Rhinoceros shines" means nothing more than "rhinoceros burns on a candle and shines, and there is nothing to hide". No matter how deep the enemy is hidden, it can
It can be seen that enemies running far away can be shot to death, which also coincides with the rhino horn material used in this bow.
Rhinoceros Gong and Dragon Bird Sword are all very powerful names. But that horse is more hip-hungry, so it has always been called Ah Hei, and Wang Yuan has no intention of changing its name.
Wang Yuan danced with his sword and bow for a while, while Zhou Chong also heated up the hot water.
Take a bath and rest, and spend the night without talking.
The next morning, Li Ying, Zou Mu and others came to see him and wanted to swim in Dian Lake with Wang Yuan.
After all, I finally came to Yunnan and had to see everywhere. Yesterday, Wang Yuan went to the Duke's Mansion of the State of Guizhou. The others had already spent a day traveling, and each of them also wrote a few poems to suit the occasion - this can also be regarded as a literary meeting, Wuhua Mountain and other scenic spots
There were many scholars, most of whom were traveling together with more than ten people.
"Hey, where did this bow come from?" Li Ying walked into the room and saw the big bow hanging on the wall at a glance.
Before Wang Yuan had time to answer, Zhou Chong showed off: "It was a gift from Mr. Mu, and he also gave me a precious sword."
"Do more and talk less from now on!" Wang Yuan patted Zhou Chong on the head as a punishment.
Zhou Chong shrank his neck: "Oh, I remember."
Li Ying took the bow and arrow off the wall, strung it up with great difficulty, and then pulled it hard. He was stunned: "God, is this a two-stone bow? I can't even pull it open."
"Let's go." Wang Yuan smiled.
"Where's the knife? I'll try the knife again." Li Ying wasn't satisfied yet.
Wang Yuan had no choice but to bring the sword to him, loosen the bowstring and carry it on his back. He would also take it with him when he went to the lake today - he kept it in the house to avoid being stolen.
"Good knife!"
Li Ying drew his sword out of its sheath, his eyes gleaming, kicked over the chair and slashed with the knife, causing one of the chair legs to break.
Wang Yuan said speechlessly: "Can you please stop destroying the items?"
Li Ying stroked the blade and said, "I'll pay for it with a chair."
Wang Yuan was too lazy to care about this guy, so he rushed out with Zhou and took Ah Hei to visit Dianchi Lake.
When he met Jin Lei at the door, he was reluctant and went out with his father. The Jin family had business in Kunming, and Jin Lei passed the exam of Jieyuan. Naturally, Jin Wanchuan wanted to take his son out to socialize, and this kind of entertainment was precisely what Jin Lei wanted to do.
What I hate the most.
When Jin Lei saw Wang Yuan and other scholars leaving together, his face was full of envy. No matter how vulgar the Yungui scholars were, they were still scholars, and they were always more elegant than those businessmen.
In his previous life, Wang Yuan swam in Dianchi Lake, but the scenery was completely different.
Dianchi Lake in the Ming Dynasty was much larger than it would be a few hundred years later!
As a native of Yunnan, Luo Jiang rode out of the city and pointed to the chaotic residential areas outside the city and said: "Since the Jingtai period, Haikou has often been blocked by silt. Once the water of Dianchi Lake overflowed, it could even submerge the houses in the outskirts of Kunming City. The surrounding areas of Dianchi Lake
All the fertile fields have yielded no harvest.”
"The governance is good now." Wang Yuan said from a distance.
Luo Jiang smiled and said: "In the past, it was repaired every few decades. Now it is repaired once a year and once every three years. Otherwise, it will inevitably cause flooding."
After walking for more than ten miles, Wang Yuan looked at the endless fertile fields and basically understood why Dianchi Lake needed to be managed every year.
Caused by reclaiming land from lakes!
When Mu Ying was guarding Yunnan, he managed the Dianchi Lake once, dredged the silt and reclaimed countless military fields, and continued to encircle the lake to create farmland.
The water storage capacity of Dianchi Lake was greatly reduced, and there was only one water outlet, which finally led to a catastrophic disaster decades later. This time, the guarding eunuch took charge of water control and directly used the army to clear the silt, which made Dianchi Lake stable for decades.
However, more and more military fields were built, and Dianchi Lake became smaller and smaller.
Nine years ago, Dianchi Lake flooded to the outside of Kunming. Mu Kun mobilized tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians to finally dredge it. This was the largest Dianchi Lake treatment project in the hundreds of years of the Ming Dynasty. The dredging was so thorough that the water level of Dianchi Lake dropped by more than ten percent.
meters (the highest level during flooding), thousands of acres of fertile land were reclaimed.
This was Mu Kun's credit, so he became famous in Yunnan. With this kind of credit, even if he did not count his contribution to quelling the chaos, no matter how much trouble he made, the officials of the Third Division could only tolerate it.
Of course, civil servants also have contributions.
The previous project leaders were all civil servants. Unfortunately, these civil servants had too little energy and could not mobilize enough human and financial resources. They managed the project year after year, it was overrun every year, and they were punished and demoted every year.
It was not until a catastrophic disaster that had not happened in a century that the imperial court asked Mu Kun to take over the project. Based on the water control work of several previous civil servants, he coordinated the Yunnan military and political systems to work together, and it was completed in just a few months.
What's even more valuable is that with the Duke of Guizhou, Mu Kun, in charge, eunuchs and civil servants do not dare to mess around.
After the floods receded, the land with land deeds returned to its original owners, and the unowned land was distributed to the refugees for cultivation. Civil servants, eunuchs, powerful men, and the military were not able to encroach on the land. Several counties around Dianchi Lake had been owed land tax for many years, because of this water control and clearing the land.
, it was actually completed directly in the next two years.
After listening to Luo Jiang's story, Wang Yuan's impression of Mr. Mu changed greatly. He felt that he seemed to be too rude yesterday.
When we got to the lake, everyone bought boats and took a boat trip, while the bookboys stayed on the shore to look after their luggage and livestock.
Wang Yuan was lying on the boat, enjoying the cool breeze, not to mention how comfortable it felt.
Suddenly I heard the sound of silk and bamboo, but it was on another ship that there were also scholars engaged in a travel and cultural conference.
Yue Zhen beat the beat and sang loudly, singing Xin Qiji's "Qinyuanchun": "A stream of water comes from the west, a clear rainbow thousands of feet, and a green screen ten miles away. Xicaotang has been through the years, come back to Du Lao, the beautiful scenery of Xiechuan will live up to the abyss
Ming. The old crane flies high and stays on a branch, while the smiling snail walks around the house..."
After singing the song, the other person laughed loudly and replied with a song called "Shui Diao Ge Tou" by Xin Qiji.
The two ships simply sailed together to drink and have fun together. They were both young scholars and had finished the provincial examinations, so it was time for them to live out their lives.
After playing until the sun set, everyone went back to the city to smear the case. After begging for mercy for a long time and giving them a few taels of silver, they finally allowed the city guards to open the city gate - this was because they were all scholars.
Returning to Qingyun Street, I happened to meet Jin Wanchuan. Jin Lei and his son were returning from a social gathering.
Jin Wanchuan came to Wang Yuan's room, chatted for a long time, and finally asked: "Has Mr. Wang ever made an engagement?"
Wang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "We have an engagement."
Jin Wanchuan was disappointed and said awkwardly: "Excuse me."
The next day, everyone left together and officially set off back to Guizhou.