The people of Luoyang have begun to put up lanterns and streamers, and preparations for the celebrations have been completed. At the south gate of Luoyang City, there are so many people that you can't even see them. Those wearing uniform headscarves are Luoyang soldiers, and the cluttered ones are civilians.
Li Yuanxing is less like a prince and more like an idle man in Chang'an City.
Biting a pipe, standing under the awning and drinking herbal tea, while listening to officials from Chang'an and local officials from Luoyang giving lectures to these people. This is a very necessary process. The standards and rules for rewards are given to these people by the way.
Cheer up, work hard, etc.
Then comes the heaven-sacrifice ceremony.
"It is better to sacrifice to His Highness the King of Qin than to sacrifice to heaven!" Qu Tutong suddenly said from the side.
These words shocked Li Yuanxing: "Old general, I don't dare to say that. There are also my father and brother in front!"
"This is not what I said, it's what the Holy Spirit said." Qu Tutong smiled.
Li Yuanxing couldn't guess under what circumstances Li Er said such words, but it still made him nervous.
Noticing Li Yuanxing's expression, Qu Tutong just smiled slightly.
"Your Highness King Qin, I heard that the granary cannot be loaded." Qu Tutong asked Li Yuanxing in a low voice from the side.
Li Yuanxing smiled and nodded: "Some people should die. Even the granary is not enough. His official position was in vain!" After Li Yuanxing finished speaking, a scribe immediately wrote down Li Yuanxing's words.
Whatever was said on the occasion, even if it was a joke, would be recorded, and then recorded in the daily records of King Qin.
The killing of Luoyang Mansion Shaoyin was already a mythical legend heard in Qu Tutong.
There was nothing he didn't believe in Qu Tu's communication.
This fairy food, this natural disaster does not kill people, and he can be saved, what else can Qu Tutong not believe?
"Your Highness, a certain person has been ordered to die. Anyone who steals immortal food to prepare seeds for planting will be beheaded at least, or beheaded at worst!"
"Actually..." Li Yuanxing wanted to say that it really didn't matter anymore. In the end, even the Tang Dynasty could plant it. But after thinking about it, he changed his mind and said, "Thank you for your hard work, old general. In fact, just let them handle these things."
Already."
Qu Tutong didn't answer this and pointed over there, and Li Yuanxing looked over.
The government soldiers had already begun to move, and there was a long queue of human-powered carts and carts. Then the civilians followed suit.
In fact, the summer harvest has already begun in other places in Luoyang, but a ceremony is needed here, so it is such a grand gesture.
Lu Maofeng arranged for two soft sedans to be brought in.
"Old General, please!"
"Your Highness, please!"
According to Confucianism, this kind of false politeness is etiquette. Although Li Yuanxing has always advocated etiquette in the heart, he does not dare to say that this kind of etiquette is no longer needed on the surface.
Continuously, under the blowing of the summer wind, the corns as tall as a person rolled like waves, and every green wave was intoxicating. Li Yuanxing and Qu Tutong were on a high ground, watching all this from a distance.
A green wave disappeared, tens of thousands of people worked together, and thousands of acres were bulldozed in the blink of an eye.
One acre contains thousands of kilograms of corn stalks and hundreds of kilograms of corn.
Just after Li Yuanxing and Qu Tutong stood on the high ground, in just a few minutes, a large pile of corn stalks several feet high was piled up. There was no mechanical crusher like Qin Wangzhuang here, only a guillotine.
, even a guillotine made of fine steel still needs to be struck out one by one.
The women peeled off the corn husks and tied them up one by one. They had been trained in advance.
Giant trees were propped up one after another, turning into rows of shelves, and then hung with bunches of corn. The first bunch was a hundred corns, which were neat and easy to count.
Each string is weighed, and a special scribe is calculating it.
They are extremely fast, but they can catch up with a large number of soldiers and harvest them quickly.
The pile of corn stalks was getting higher and higher, and the pile of corn was almost ten feet long. Someone was carrying a big beetle on his back, and he was pouring the pile of corn stalks onto the pile of corn.
"Your Highness, those corn stalks are what Your Highness calls green storage. These things are fed to sheep and are also meat. The piles are getting higher and higher. I'm afraid they will exceed our feet before the afternoon." Qu Tutong said in a tone of voice.
A little trembling.
Li Yuanxing didn't pay attention to Qu Tutong's tone and just said: "Only when the food is not exhausted can it be considered the beginning of a good life!"
Suddenly, Qu Tutong cried.
Li Yuanxing wanted to go over and persuade him, but Qu Tutong waved his hand: "Your Highness, please take a rest, take a rest!"
Qu Tutong leaned on the soft sedan, with a smile on his face, and let out a long breath.
Li Yuanxing said to himself that after all, Qu Tutong's health was failing, so he shouldn't be allowed to follow him out this time. He would let him sleep for a while first, and if he couldn't do it after lunch, he would be sent back to Luoyang City.
After looking at Qu Tutong again, he seemed to be asleep, so Li Yuanxing ordered someone to cover him with a blanket.
"General Qu Tu!" Li Yuanxing walked a little further. After Qu Tu Shou followed, Li Yuanxing said: "Luoyang, your Qu Tu family should no longer have any contact with each other. This place will be a place of right and wrong. Your industry
It doesn’t matter whether you sell it or give it to Li Zhengbao. In Liaodong, I will give you the same thing or even more."
"Yes!" Qu Tushou responded.
Li Yuanxing pointed to the corn being harvested and said: "I will prepare 100,000 kilograms of seeds for you to plant in Liaodong. Remember, don't destroy the forest and don't burn the wasteland easily. You have to have a plan. What you need to know is that if you burn
A piece of forest may be worth at least as much as you can grow corn for ten years."
"This...someone who knows how to deal with it can be fixed!"
"Smart and professional, leave it to the professionals!"
Qu Tushou nodded. He was a military general who knew how to kill people. He was not good at business or politics. However, he had an identity and a family background, so there would be businessmen willing to follow the Qu Tu family, and farmers would be willing, as long as the benefits were sufficient.
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"My king has given an order to General Chai Shao, asking him to negotiate with the Mohe and Khitan tribes. I will pass them fairy grains and ask them to send people to learn how to grow fairy grains."
While Li Yuanxing was talking, Lu Maofeng walked over quickly. Li Yuanxing heard something unusual from Lu Maofeng's footsteps.
"What happened?" Li Yuanxing asked softly.
The expression on Lu Maofeng's face was obviously unnatural, and he whispered: "Your Highness, you should go and have a look. Old General Qu Tu seems to be very strange!"
Li Yuanxing walked past quickly, but the expression on Qu Tushou's face was not very anxious, but he still said at this time: "Your Highness, my father said something before leaving the city, he said that he would rest in peace!"
Qu Tutong died, leaning on the soft chair with a satisfied smile on his face, but he was no longer breathing.
"Huh..." Li Yuanxing took a long breath and pointed at Qu Tushou: "You shouldn't, you shouldn't not tell me, let me... ugh..." Li Yuanxing didn't even know what to say.
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Qu Tushou knelt down and kowtowed heavily: "Your Highness, father of a certain generation, I would like to thank Your Highness for your great kindness on behalf of my Qu Tu family!"
"Get up, I tell you, prepare quickly and carry the coffin into Chang'an. Your father is the founder of the country and is qualified to enjoy the national gift. I will leave a place for your father on the Soul Resurrection Tower. Go!
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Qu Tushou kowtowed again, and then he was carried back to Luoyang City in a soft sedan.
Li Yuanxing did not leave, but still stood on the high ground. After touching his mouth and chin with his hands, he said: "Lu Maofeng, hurry up to Chang'an City!"
"Yes!" Lu Maofeng took a few steps back and said a few words to a guard, who immediately ran away.
"Let's make arrangements and return to Chang'an tomorrow morning. Tell Li Zhengbao that if Xia Shou has any problems while I am not in Luoyang, I will want his head. Anyone who dares to cause problems to Xia Shou in Luoyang will be killed by Li Zhengbao.
If he doesn’t dare to chop off his head, I will escort him to Chang’an!”
Lu Maofeng received the order, turned to the bodyguard and said, "Did you hear His Highness's order?"
"If you hear it, you will naturally pass it on word for word." The guard responded,
Li Yuanxing lit up a cigarette. He didn't feel any sadness in his heart. People must die. It just depends on how and when they die.
In a sense, Qu Tutong died at this time, just as he said, he closed his eyes.
The autumn harvest will definitely not stop.
The funeral hall of Qu Tu's family was set up in just an hour. Everything had been prepared long ago.
All the thoughtful people in Luoyang City went to burn incense and said some comforting words.
Happy mourning! I am seventy-two years old. This is Baixi in the Tang Dynasty. The Qutu family is a family of military commanders. Dutiful sons will not cry, but they enforce a very weird rule. This is the rule of their Qutu family.
Clan rules.
"My father, do you owe anything?" Qu Tushou asked everyone who came in to express condolences.
The people who came in were a little confused at first, but when there were more people, the people in front would whisper reminders to those who came in behind.
When someone replied: "No, I owe you the kindness and righteousness of the old general Qu Tu."
Then Qu Tushou would reply loudly: "My father can rest in peace. If there is any debt, I will be the son to pay the debt for him!"
A good person can rest in peace in his grave, and he will not be owed anything by life or death.
Li Yuanxing, who was standing in front of the spiritual tablet, did not salute, but just stood silently.
Qu Tushou would ask that question when everyone came in. Only when Li Yuanxing came in, he just saluted without asking. Li Yuanxing stood there silently, he just stayed by the side without asking or speaking.
Every guest watched from a distance, and no one dared to say anything, because there was the King of Qin of the Tang Dynasty, wearing plain clothes.
"Take five feet of white silk!" Li Yuanxing said. At that moment, Qu Tu's family members came to send it.
Li Yuanxing winked, and Lu Maofeng and a personal guard pulled Bai Ling away.
Li Yuanxing wrote: One might ask, Qu Tutong, who was loyal to the Sui Dynasty and made contributions to the Tang Dynasty, served both countries and became more famous. The answer is, if you are pure and sincere, and meet the Ming Dynasty, you can serve hundreds of kings with one heart.
I'd rather be limited to two countries! Being captured by Chou Sang, you can't avoid it in the face of difficulties; you can break the benevolent people and get nothing but wealth. You are a gentleman! I praise you: you can keep integrity by bending the rules, and you can get benevolence by seeking benevolence. (To be continued. Please.)
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