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A tall horse with a red tie on its head and a driver with a whip.
The long motorcade started slowly and left King Qin's farm along the road. The vehicle was a heavy vehicle and the axles creaked.
More than 20 heavy carts filled with corn left, followed by more than 20 empty carts entering the open courtyard. The first cart had a flag written on it, which read "Lu". This should be Lu's carriage.
"Sign up!" the accountant shouted at the top of his lungs.
Four strong men lifted the carriage and hung it on the scale. This was made by Qin Wangzhuang, with huge wood as the pillars. A second-class craftsman from the family was specially invited to take charge. Dozens of craftsmen assisted in making such a giant scale weighing ten thousand kilograms.
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What you need is this momentum.
Li Er turned his head and glanced at Li Yuanxing: "Wu Lang, didn't you say you are waiting for your brother's autumn harvest festival?"
"Is the sacrifice to the sky as good-looking as this?" Li Yuanxing whispered back. Li Er smiled and said nothing. Li Yuanxing was right. The sacrifice to the sky is just not as good-looking as the food piled into a hill. This is the real good thing.
Li Yuanxing approached Li Er and whispered: "This is just the beginning, the real climax is later!"
Opening! Climax! It’s a word that doesn’t belong to this era at all. Li Er vaguely understood that something more beautiful would happen later, so he was looking forward to it.
Qu Tutong, who was watching the food distribution, saw Li Er and hurriedly brought the two of them over to see the gift.
"No need!" Li Er was happy and waved his hand.
Qu Tutong quickly introduced the two people next to him. They could be considered to be of high status. One of the big aristocratic families in Luoyang was named Zhang and the other was Fang. The family named Fang was still closely related to Fang Xuanling's family, but they were far away.
In addition to the big landowners in Luoyang, the two families have thirteen officials above the fifth rank, and more than forty people in the two families above the seventh rank. They can be regarded as wealthy noble families.
The head of the Zhang family did not come because he was over seventy years old. The head of the host family who came was in his forties.
After seeing Li Er, he gave a big salute, knelt on the ground and presented a scroll with both hands. Li Er nodded. Eunuch Gao went over and took the scroll. Li Yuanxing also looked closely. The writing on it was extremely elegant, and Li Yuanxing couldn't read half of the sentences.
I understand, but the general idea is that I understand.
This is a modern-day warranty.
The Zhang family guarantees that the grain tax will be the same next year, with a minimum of one million dan! There will be no upper limit for high taxes, and there will be a minimum of one million dan for low taxes!
What a momentum! Li Yuanxing had to say one word: this is the scroll declaring allegiance to Li Er.
Li Er, however, remained calm and nodded slightly: "Mr. Zhang from Luoyang, you are interested!"
The Zhang family in Luoyang was leading the way on the food issue, so the Fang family in Luoyang was naturally unwilling to lag behind. They also took out a guarantee letter, guaranteeing that they would open up one million acres of wasteland and build three hundred miles of canals!
"Okay! Luoyang Fangshi, I've written it down!"
The matter in Luoyang is over here. It is a gift for them to be able to face the saint.
Under the name, the last convoy also left. This is the Cheng family, the home of Cheng Motou and his family, covering two acres. It took four trucks to pull it all. Under the shed, each large package was sealed and stacked.
The stacked grain mountain was sealed.
At this time, the accountant shouted again: "Luoyang! Two thousand five hundred acres, go to the ground!"
Go to the ground! This word surprised everyone who was watching from a distance. Just now they were reporting the weight, but this time it turned out to be to go to the ground.
Although the grain distribution just now was lively, it was not too exciting. After all, the people present were all high-ranking officials. It was not that they had never seen the hundreds of thousands of kilograms of grain. Even the people from the grassland just sighed that the Tang Dynasty had
In a good harvest year, this bustling atmosphere made them feel a little sad.
Li Yuanxing said at this time: "General Qu, it's too late to collect your share. So this time I have to trouble your men to help!"
"This is a trivial matter!" Qu Tutong knew in advance that this was a matter of saving face and had already made arrangements.
There are imperial guards ahead to clear the way, and the number of torches has increased to thousands.
When we arrived at the field, this was the real shock. We were here in the dark. In the bean fields that had been harvested and on the roadside, everything as far as the eye could see were cows.
On a piece of open space that had just been flattened, covering an area of fifty acres, fire racks were set up all around.
There was something on the open space that Li Er didn't recognize at all. It was just a box, a wooden box. But there were two strong men and a cow next to the box. It was hard to tell what it was for. Looking next to the open space, there was a newly pressed box.
There were more than a hundred donkey carts lining up on a temporary dirt road.
"Brother Emperor, this is the real shock!"
"Waiting for brother!"
Li Yuanxing nodded to the guard beside him, Li Zheng took out a thunderbolt and lit it on the torch. After a blast, a firework exploded in the air, and everyone started to move.
A thousand-jin weighing scale was propped up in the field.
Why choose night? Because what people can see at night is limited. Li Yuanxing only has more than 3,000 acres of corn. If he had 30,000 acres, he would definitely choose daytime.
"The four villages manage one hundred acres, one thousand eight hundred catties of green per mu! One thousand three hundred and sixteen catties of grain per mu." The accountant's voice spread very far in the night, and this number struck a deep chord in everyone's mind.
In the hearts of every official of the Tang Dynasty and every grassland envoy, first of all, there is this weight, one thousand three hundred and sixteen kilograms of grain. What does this mean?
It’s still green, what is green?
Under the firelight, you can see hundreds of people in the fields, first using backpacks to carry corn cobs out. Then someone digs the ground and digs out the corn roots.
The corn cobs and belts were weighed, and then the guillotines lined up at the head of the field cut off the roots of the corn stalks, and then cut off four inches. The two parts were stacked separately. The green part on the top was sent to Li Er just now.
I couldn't see the clearing where the long cornstalks were put into boxes.
One strong man pulled the cow, while the other kept filling the box with corn stalks.
What came out again were pieces of corn stalks and leaves.
A strong woman began to load the cart, and the donkey cart was just running along with these pieces, for fear that if it ran too slowly, someone would rob it.
"Wu Lang, I don't understand, brother!" Li Er asked.
"Brother, this is Qing. Qing is fodder for cattle and horses. It is used for green storage. It is also green material in winter. If you calculate it, four sheep can eat one acre for a year. Of course, if you eat a lot of it, it may not be enough.
." Li Yuanxing used sheep as a standard, and Li Erxin also roughly knew that if he replaced it with horses, he estimated that three acres would be enough for one horse to feed him for a year.
“Sure enough, it’s still guaranteed to be green material in winter!”
"How about I send some to the palace when it's snowing?" Li Yuanxing smiled, and Li Er also laughed.
The two brothers were gossiping, so naturally the listeners were interested.
Everyone has different ideas. If there is green food in winter, the horse will be stronger. In other words, the war horses of the Tang Dynasty can eat good food all year round, plus hard goods such as beans, the war horses of the Tang Dynasty will be stronger.
Getting better and better.
Immediately afterwards, the broken poles were broken into pieces and then pulled into the field, where the fields began to be plowed and the poles were dug into the soil.
Those roots were also broken into pieces and then taken away by donkey carts.
Without much effort, it was the next hundred acres. The accountant shouted again: "It's under the management of five villages, one hundred acres, green..."
Li Yuanxing said to Li Er at this time: "Brother Emperor, the dinner has been prepared, why not move now?"
"Okay, move on!" Li Er left. Even if anyone wanted to watch again, it was impossible to watch any more. Many of Qin Wangzhuang's practices were very strange, especially the three different practices of Tang Corn Stalk, which was even more shocking.
People are confused.
If it were someone else, you could ask.
But the King of Qin in the Tang Dynasty was not qualified to call over to ask these questions. Ordinary farmers, without the King of Qin’s nod, would not be able to ask questions. But they saw one thing clearly. The yield per mu was 1,300 kilograms, which was rumored in the Tang Dynasty.
The fairy food is really not fake, this is real for people to see.
Those taken away were obviously intended to be used for sowing.
Next, how many acres of land will be used to grow this fairy grain in the Tang Dynasty? This is something that all the grassland tribes are speculating on.
The richer the Tang Dynasty, the more jealous they were, and the more they had the urge to rob the Tang Dynasty. However, the richer the Tang Dynasty, the stronger the Tang Dynasty's armaments, and the difficulty of robbing the Tang Dynasty would increase exponentially.
Jieli Khan did one thing right, that is, when the Tang Dynasty was unstable, he tried his best to weaken the Tang Dynasty.
But he failed.
Several tribes on the grassland have begun to regret, regretting that they should not make profits.
However, several large tribes, such as the Uighurs and the Tuli Khans, are thinking about how to unify the grasslands to fight against the Tang Dynasty. Even if there is no war, they still need to have considerable say.
From the time he saw the grain collection to the time he returned to the decorated banquet hall, no one commented or asked questions, everyone was thinking silently.
Li Er and Li Yuanxing walked in the front. Li Er whispered: "You are stimulating the Tang Dynasty and the grassland!"
"The grasslands have never been friends, not since the Qin and Han Dynasties, because they are nomadic people, and their robbery is part of their income. Unless they are reassured, they will definitely not lose their wolfish nature. But brother Huang, once
What will become of a wolf that is well fed all day long?"
Li Yuanxing's theory was accepted by Li Er.
Raising wolves into dogs was Datang's strategy for the grasslands, and five years was enough.
Turks are giant wolves, which take the longest time to consume. Khitans are little wolf cubs. They can be trained in a short time with pieces of meat and whips. Li Er believes that it is time for guys like Tianyingge to give them a good shake.
With Li Yuanxing's dual theories of sheep eating people and the well-fed wolf, coupled with the Emperor of Tang's iron-blooded theory, there will definitely be an excellent result.
Li Er was very satisfied with this trip to Qinwangzhuang.
The only dissatisfaction was that King Qin Li Yuanxing did not wear the robe of King Qin, which was the majesty of the Tang Dynasty.
Li Yuanxing's explanation for this point is: "Brother, they are afraid of you not because of what you are wearing, but because of how sharp the sword in your hand is. Even if I am naked, they don't dare to look down upon you!" (Unfinished)
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