One hundred and forty-seventh section Qin Wang Xiaonong first village [month]
At this time, it was about an hour before noon. Li Yuanxing stood on a high slope and looked at the tens of thousands of acres of corn fields with a telescope. Li Yuanxing felt sweet in his heart.
Li Yuanxing also knew that he was wrong. It was a calculation error.
The modern standard of yield per mu cannot be applied to the Tang Dynasty, let alone the size of an acre of land.
Simply speaking, chemical fertilizers and plant density cannot be the same.
There can be 5,000 corn plants in one acre of land in modern times, but only 2,700 corn plants in one acre of land in the Tang Dynasty. Li Yuanxing did not dare to plant too densely, for fear that there would not be enough fertilizer and the soil would be insufficient.
At this time, Wang Jishan arrived. He did not come with a large group of people, but only eight guards, two servants, and an old servant.
What he was wearing was not an official uniform, just a not-so-luxurious brocade robe.
Where the King of Qin was standing, ordinary people were not allowed to approach him. Only Wang Jishan walked up to Li Yuanxing and said, "The King of Qin is in such good spirits!"
Li Yuanxing handed the telescope in his hand to Wang Jishan: "I won't mention the King of Qin today, nor the Minister. Mr. Wang can call me Yuanxing, or Wu Lang!"
"That old man has gone too far!" Wang Jishan took the telescope and looked into the distance under the guidance of Li Yuanxing. His eyes were full of green, and there were workers working in the fields with smiles on their faces. The young people were weeding,
The old man was picking insects off the leaves, laughing as much as he could.
"This place of Wulang is a paradise!" Wang Jishan praised from the bottom of his heart.
"Mr. Wang came with me, but there is a big mistake that must be solved today, otherwise I'm afraid that the farmers will not be able to think about it. Especially that Lao Li Zheng, he will do something to apologize for his death." Li Yuanxing said with a smile.
Wang Jishan also smiled in response.
Li Yuanxing did not need to act in front of him. In the eyes of the aristocratic family, Li Yuanxing was a person who never acted and had no need to act in front of others.
Having already received the notice, Rizheng, who had been waiting in front of the farm for a long time, was greeted by ten elders.
"Li Zheng, I made a mistake in my calculation. When I originally calculated the yield, I calculated it at five thousand per mu. But the land here is insufficient, and the actual planting is about 2,700. So if the harvest
The output is only half of my budget, it’s not your fault, it’s my fault!”
Li Zheng bent down: "The King of Qin is righteous!"
"You have talked with me several times. I don't like these false gifts. I am here to entertain guests today and lead the way to the land with the best growth. I want to see it!"
Li was trotting and leading the way, but he was still thinking about what His Highness King Qin said in his heart.
He has counted how many plants there are in an acre, and he is still a little uneasy these days because he doesn't know how much harvest the field will bring.
The seeds that Li Yuanxing brought over were less than two tons. Four thousand kilograms of seeds are here, which means that there are more than 2,000 acres of land. Firstly, the planting is sparse, and secondly, one acre in the Tang Dynasty is smaller than that in modern times.
Passing by the farm, a loud sound of reading made Wang Jishan stop. This is the Three-Character Sutra. Wang Jishan is definitely not unfamiliar with this scripture. When the King of Qin taught the divine seal technique, this book was used. Although the Wang family did not obtain the divine seal technique.
, but a few books were left behind.
Three Character Classic!
Wang Jishan can be memorized. For a great scholar like him, he can memorize this kind of Meng Tong's book after reading it twice.
"Wulang, can I come in and take a look?" The place that made the sound of reading looked like an ancestral hall. This should be the place where the village worships its ancestors. You must get the owner's permission to enter.
Li Yuanxing nodded towards Li Zheng. Li Zheng gently opened the door and said: "The ancestral hall in the village is usually empty. The children have a place to study here. I think the ancestors would also like to see it.
Dolls can read!”
A simple old farmer, very direct, simple and practical language.
No one else followed Wang Jishan, he was the only one who walked in.
As soon as he entered, Wang Jishan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, which was a little depressed, a little cheerful, and a little excited. Most of all, he was deeply shocked.
There is a courtyard that is a hundred steps long and wide, with a shed on it. The innermost part is the ancestral hall, but the front of the ancestral hall is divided into four parts.
There are thousands of children here, thousands!
What kind of number is this? There are thousands of boys studying in Mongolia. Even the school of the Wang family in Taiyuan has reached such a number and such a scale. This is so spectacular.
Looking closer, there are about four to five hundred young children outside the ancestral hall, each holding a thin booklet. What they are reading is the Three-Character Sutra. Two teachers, one behind the other, are constantly moving around.
If so, then he must have heard the child mispronounce it, or perhaps he didn't make a sound.
On the left, there is an older person, about eight or nine years old. There are more than a hundred people, each with a sand table in front of them, and they are practicing writing on the sand table with bamboo sticks in their hands.
Wang Jishan got closer and saw that the doll was writing the word "Yong".
"Okay, what a good Yong Zi Ba Dharma." Wang Jishan exclaimed, but the boy turned around and made a shushing gesture: "The teacher said that you should silence your voice when writing to calm your mind."
Wang Jishan felt his face turn red. He took the boy's bamboo board and smoothed the sand table, and then slowly wrote the word "Yong".
Especially in the third stroke, it is especially slow. It is precisely the flaw in the boy's writing.
The boy straightened his clothes, even if he was wearing rags. He put his hands together, raised his forehead to Wang Jishan and bowed, and then said softly: "Thank you, Mr. Sir, for your advice!" After that, he smoothed the sand table and wrote again.
A word forever.
It’s so good! It’s not because of the good handwriting, but because of the good nature.
After taking a few steps back, Wang Jishan retreated to the door. Because King Qin Li Yuanxing was also standing at the door, none of the gentlemen who saw him came to ask who Wang Jishan was. The rule of teaching is that no one can interrupt when learning. Gentlemen
Complying with this rule, Li Yuanxing does the same.
On the right side are small stalls, each with less than twenty students, and one gentleman, who seems to have read more advanced books.
In the middle, there were less than twenty people, and everyone had paper and ink in front of them.
But each of these students stood quietly with their eyes closed. Wang Jishan knew that he was writing with his heart. He wrote the words with his heart first, and then he would pick up the pen after he really felt it with his heart.
This school is unparalleled in the world.
Wang Jishan believed that not even his own Wang family, not even the seven major aristocratic families could have schools with thousands of young children studying at the same time.
Even if it happens in the future, it definitely won’t happen now.
"Wu Lang Dashan!" After Wang Jishan exited, he saluted Li Yuanxing. This was the courtesy of an old Confucian scholar.
Li Yuanxing waved his hand: "I don't dare to accept this gift. All the expenses are paid by the farm itself. I just lent them some money in advance and helped them plan. The most difficult thing is for the ten village elders.
You must know that the half-grown boy is half a laborer, and they persuaded each family to send the baby to study."
Wang Jishan turned around and bowed his hands to the ten elders again. Considering Wang Jishan's status, this gift was not light.
The ten elders were stunned and hurriedly knelt down to return the gift. Those who could walk side by side with King Qin were definitely not ordinary people. They still had such a look. It was really scary to give a gift to old farmers like them.
Whether it was a show or whether he was truly moved, Li Yuanxing couldn't tell.
But one thing is for sure, Wang Jishan is showing his kindness, so the negotiations may become more difficult after a while.
What Wang Jishan was thinking about at this time was the information he received a few days ago about the Cui and Lu families. These two families were building academies on their territory.
It seems that the Cui and Lu families are playing the card of being a member of a poor family.
Gao Ming, very Ming.
Then, the Wang family in Taiyuan will not fall behind. In terms of family background, the Wang family is no worse than the Cui family. The Wang family can also do the divine seal art. However, now that Tianzhi Academy is here, it is just a matter of spending more money, but the academy is definitely
It's going to happen. Poor people, this is such a big fat piece of meat. You must not let the Cui and Lu families bite it.
He was a little distracted. What was Wang Jishan thinking about? Why was he so focused?
Li Yuanxing didn't want to guess. If he had to guess, it would be too tiring. If someone could become the head of a noble family, his head would really be converted into the IQ of a modern person, and the conspiracy could reach an IQ of 300.
"Old Wang!" Li Yuanxing called softly.
Wang Jishan was still thinking. He was thinking that in addition to Taiyuan and surrounding areas, the academy could be opened there. The capital city would not dare to think of it. If it were to be opened, several aristocratic families would join forces, or the imperial court or even the royal family would come to see it.
Seeing no benefit in sight, he occupied the territory, just like planting golden seeds in the ground.
The fruit produced is golden fruit.
A successful student can become an official in the court. At the lower level, he can manage a county, and at the upper level, he can become a supporter of the court.
The initial effect will be seen in five years, the big effect will be seen in ten years, and after 30%...
"Old Wang!" Li Yuanxing's voice rose a little, and Wang Jishan came back to his senses and said quickly: "I was distracted. The sound of reading just now was really shocking. I feel ashamed. Not to mention helping poor families study.
Even many of the children of my Wang family don’t have books to study. I’m ashamed, I’m ashamed!”
Li Yuanxing smiled, thinking that if I believed this again, I would be really stupid.
At this time, they had arrived at the field, and Li Yuanxing personally went down to break off a piece of corn.
"This thing is called corn. I have written to the emperor to ask him to name it, Tang corn." As he spoke, Li Yuanxing tore open the corn husk. At this time, the corn was ready to eat, that is, the green corn was boiled with water and eaten directly.
.
"I wonder how to eat this?" Wang Jishan asked curiously.
There were many people peeking into Li Yuanxing's field, but it was heavily guarded. Many foreigners were caught. Naturally, people from various Tang Dynasty families were unwilling to offend Li Yuanxing in such matters, so they strictly prohibited their own family members from getting closer.
So there are rumors, but I have never seen the real thing.
Li Yuanxing broke off nine of them with his own hands and handed them to his guards: "Send them to Chang'an Palace quickly!" (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)