It was winter. Although the rain stopped, the north wind blew and blew on the face, causing pain like a knife...

Chang'an is located north of Mingzhou, close to Liangzhou.

Liangzhou has been bitter and cold since ancient times, and Chang'an is slightly better, but this season of each year is quite cold. In a few days, it will probably snow.

As a southerner, when you come to the north, you will definitely feel a lot of discomforts, you will not adapt to the environment and easily get sick.

Sitting in the carriage, even though it was through the thick carriage curtains, Chen Sanlang still felt a hint of chill.

Fortunately, I have been reborn this year. After persistent horse stance, breathing and other work, and daily nutritious diet and conditioning, I have said goodbye to my weak body. My arms and thighs have gradually gained strong muscles and become stronger.

He is strong and has strong resistance to the cold.

Chen Sanlang is a monk, but he is different from other monks. At least now, the methods he practices are not related to the "not invading cold and heat, and not hungry in fasting". To put it bluntly, the "Haoran Silk Book" is not the way of gods, not the way of demons, but the way of human beings.

The Tao is in the world and cannot be avoided by ordinary people.

The sheet wrapped tightly around his body, he closed his eyes and immersed in the perception of the silk book - Wuling Pass is still a long way from Chang'an, and he is idle.

This official road is very spacious and flat. The carriage runs happily and people feel comfortable sitting in the carriage.

The vehicles shuttled through the official road, like a crucian carp crossing the river, very prosperous. This is just the way to Chang'an, and it is already such a lively scene. When you really enter Chang'an, you can imagine the scene inside.

"The wood is thriving with prosperity, and the spring begins to flow... Good at the time of obtaining all things. Reaching the journey of life..."

The mysterious words and sentences appear and have their own meaning. Every time you reread, you will have a new experience. It is like drinking mellow brew, and it will be endless aftertaste.

At noon, the carriage stopped in front of a restaurant on the side of the road and had to rest for a while.

Chen Sanlang woke up from his senses and got off the carriage. He found that the north wind was tighter and tighter. He looked up and watched the sky, and the red clouds were gathering. Look, it was probably going to snow.

There were many carriages parked outside the restaurant, all of which were travelers, and there were plenty of seats inside, and there were no spaces.

Chen Sanlang looked at it and bought three cages of cabbage buns, two kilograms of meat, and put them in the car to eat. He gave them some of them to the coachman and asked, "Can you go to Chang'an today?"

"Yes, this path is small and easy to walk well. It won't be delayed."

Chen Sanlang stopped asking more questions. After eating, he took a short rest and lay down to sleep.

I don’t know how long it took. The carriage stopped and the groom shouted, “Young Master, Chang’an has arrived.”

Chen Sanlang suddenly woke up. When he walked out of the carriage, he saw that it was already dusk. The weather in the sky was heavy. The clouds were rolling, and soon after, white things fell like goose feathers.

It's snowing.

Looking further forward, a handsome and handsome city rose up from the ground, and it seemed that it could not see the edge of the city wall; but the city wall was filled with flags and flew in the wind. At each marching squad, soldiers standing tall like javelins, allowing the wind and snow to fall on them.

Chang'an.

This is Chang'an...

...

In the winter, the sun shines during the day, which is quite warm. However, the sun sets quickly, the dusk rises, and the evening breeze is cool.

Outside the county town, on the large fields of the Heshen Temple, people who had been busy for a day began to carry their ploughing tools and returned to the farmhouse at the foot of the mountain in groups of three or three.

After this period of time of land reclamation, many nearby slopes were dug and leveled, about the same height as paddy fields, and river water was introduced to irrigate to form a scale.

Chen Sanlang had already greeted the new county magistrate in advance and received permission, so the yamen didn't ask about it. The process was surprisingly smooth, which made Chen Sanlang feel strange. After thinking about it carefully, he felt a little clear in his heart - it was probably because Yuan Geshu had spoken and allowed himself to develop his foundation.

Qi is invisible and has a substance, and must be fundamental to thrive. Otherwise, the Qi will be weak and false, and will dissipate when blown by the world wind.

Such a fortune is equivalent to the pigs raised being fat, the meat is not strong, not delicious, and not nutritious.

It is precisely because of this that Yuan Geshu deliberately opened the door of convenience and made a special statement, asking the new magistrate of Jing County to "take care of" Chen Sanlang, and no matter what he did, he turned a blind eye.

Anyway, when the pigs are fattened, Taoist Zhengyang uses the secret technique to plunder his luck. Chen Sanlang climbs high and falls heavily, and all his efforts are wasted, and he is a wedding dress for Yuan Geshu.

In other words, the foundation that Chen Sanlang has worked hard to establish now is just working for Yuan Geshu.

If that's the case, why not give more sweetness?

The county magistrate didn't know the details of the inside story, but he could guess a little. When he was out of the city for inspection a few days ago, he saw the busy work in the Heshen Temple area, and he couldn't help but sneer.

The yamen did not interfere, and the people recruited by Chen Sanlang naturally went out of their way. Zhou Hezhi had obtained Chen Sanlang's planning blueprint in advance and acted in a plan. The development of wasteland and water conservancy was a major sector; the focus of another sector was on the construction of Chenjiazhuang.

However, due to the lack of money and grain, the foothills were first opened and some simple farmhouses were built for people to live in. In addition, the school had already begun to lay the foundation and build the groundbreaking under the leadership of Mr. Yang, covering an area of ​​two acres.

This is a very big plan.

An ordinary private school is only more than 100 square meters; a small one is also 20 to 30 square meters. There are about ten school children, and there is a place for convenient travel, but other requirements are not high.

The area of ​​the tribe in Chen Sanlang's design blueprint is two acres, which is not like a tribe, but is much larger than the county's official schools or even the prefecture schools.

Such specifications are quite good.

Mr. Yang once expressed his objection, saying that such a large place is really a waste, and how many students will have to be recruited to fill the seats with two acres of land?

Chen Sanlang smiled and replied: "For the sake of his descendants, he will be willing to do so if he has great plans."

The old man listened and disagreed, thinking that what Chen Sanlang saw was "foresight" and if he said it was more derogatory, it would be "unrealistic".

There are also many wealthy families in the world, with thousands of people scattered and gathered together, and they became cities. The clans of these counties and counties are just one courtyard.

In the Xiayu Dynasty, reading books was a luxury, with education costs not low and growth costs higher. As the scholar-official class, they were subconsciously unwilling to promote it, thinking that governing the people was orthodox. As for the sages who said, "teaching according to their aptitude, there is no difference in teaching", it was more just a slogan and difficult to implement.

Therefore, it is really incredible that Chen Sanlang wanted to establish such a large area of ​​tribes.

At that time, he told Mr. Yang that the school should not only establish Mingjing Department, but also set up medical departments, various craftsmen specialties, etc.

The old man listened, dumbfounded, and then strongly opposed it, thinking that Chen Sanlang's thoughts were absurd and useless.

It is difficult for the elderly to change their thinking, but Chen Sanlang's conception is even more unquestionable. The subject can be established slowly, and the university will be prepared first.

In the idea, at least more than a dozen disciplines have to be organized, but the school is not big and the courtyard is not enough. How can I place it?

Mr. Yang knew that it was difficult to convince the student's "strange ideas", so he had to give up for the time being and implement them as instructed. If there is anything, wait until Chen Sanlang finishes the examination and then discusses it with his long-term plan after the palace examination.

But then again, I personally supervised and witnessed the establishment of such a large school. The old man felt a sense of accomplishment. He stayed on the construction site every day, and did many things himself. He would never allow any cutting corners and did it very conscientiously.

The old man was diligent in command, and Zhou Hezhi had to do more things. He wanted to break a day into two days, so that time would be enough.

On the evening of this day, Lao Zhou, who had been busy for a day, walked back to his temporary residence. His wife Li Wan had prepared the meal, left it in the pot, and pressed it with a lid to keep it warm.

The two children were already a little hungry and looked at their mother.

Li Wan said in a gentle voice: "Teng'er, Nannan, wait until my father comes back and you can eat it."

Zhou Teng swallowed a mouthful and said crisply: "Mom, my father has worked hard, my sister and I are hungry, it's not hard."

"good!"

Li Wan stroked the hair of the two children and showed a smile on her face: Although life is busy, it is very fulfilling, and there is hope and hope.

Not long after, Zhou Hezhi returned home, washed his hands, and said, "I said everything, don't wait for me to come back to have dinner, don't be hungry for the child."

Li Wan smiled and said, "It is only when the family eats intact and eats delicious food. Why not wait for a while?"

After taking out the steaming food in the pot, Zhou Teng also came to help. Four plates of dishes, including meat, vegetables, soup, and a fish, which was full of fragrance.

The two children moved their index fingers, but they still said politely together: "Dad, mother, eat." Then they raised their chopsticks.

This is a family education and was raised since childhood.

Zhou Hezhi nodded: "Eat."

After taking a few bites, someone suddenly ran over, but it was A'an: "Mr. Zhou, a Taoist priest came outside and said he had something to come to you."

"Taoist priest?"

Zhou Hezhi was very confused.

"Yes, he said it was the one who asked the young master to come, and he brought the young master's letter."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hezhi immediately stood up and said, "Go and invite him immediately."

Li Wan said: "Husband, you haven't eaten yet? Things are important, but your health is also important."

Zhou Hezhi said with a sigh: "Young Master has been recreating our family. It is not an exaggeration to repay me to pieces, let alone have a meal later?"

Li Wan knew his temperament and could not persuade him, so she had to sigh.

Soon, A'an brought a young Taoist priest into the house. He saw him wearing a clean Taoist robe, with an ordinary face and a pair of small eyes, very listless, as if he had just woken up.

The Taoist priest came in and saw the food on the table. His little eyes immediately opened wide, bowed his head, and said, "Wuliang Tianzun, this Taoist is disturbing... Can I add a pair of bowls and chopsticks? I am anxious all the way and I am hungry..." (To be continued...)
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