Suddenly, there was a cough in the lobby of the Liu family.
After hearing what Li Xia had said about the so-called gift of both eating and drinking, Liu Heima seemed very unhappy.
Li Zhaocheng was slightly shocked and lowered his head, not knowing what to do.
He felt deeply guilty in his heart. He only felt that when discussing the marriage a year ago, he did not tell the Liu family that he wanted to have both parents. It would be a bit shameless to wait for the Liu family to join him before speaking.
And from the moment he entered the room, Li Zhaocheng's demeanor was already surpassed by Liu Yuanzhen's. At this time, Liu Yuanzhen looked at him and he didn't know how to explain it.
Li Xia had already stood up and patted Liu Heima's back with his own hands.
"Mr. Liu seems to be in a bad mood lately. I happened to meet a doctor named Zhang Xiaoming yesterday. How about asking him to diagnose and treat Mr. Liu?"
"That being the case, thank you very much Li Jieshuai." Liu Heima stood up and said, "Let's talk about the marriage. I would have wronged my daughter."
Li Xia nodded, took out a memorial from his sleeve and handed it over without further explanation.
Now, what he told Song Ting was that he was still trying to regain Guanzhong, that is, he was talking with Liu Heima about surrendering. This memorial was Li Xia's proposal to Song Ting to reward Liu Heima.
When he saw the words "Teacher of the School, Duke of the Founding County" above, although Liu Heima didn't care, he still felt Li Xia's sincerity.
The title of the Song Dynasty is not valuable and cannot be hereditary. But this means that if Li Xia succeeds in the future, the price given to the Liu family will not be lower than it is now.
Don’t say whether it can be done or not, the sincerity lies in it.
"Thank you Li Jieshuai." Liu Heima didn't say much about this, and just asked: "If you have both, which incense will the Shi family inherit when he gives birth to a child?"
"It's from the family lineage of Li's family."
"That's fine."
Liu Heima understood that the heirs born from his daughter would be able to inherit Li Yong's house.
Compared to the Wang family, which was uprooted, it was much better.
"Shi Jun, is he the magistrate who defeated Wu Lianghetai in the first battle at Ma Hujiang?"
"Yes, I have recommended him to be the pacifier of Tongchuan Fulu..."
Hearing this, Liu Yuanzhen turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.
He didn't quite like Li Zhaocheng's temperament, but the Liu family was not as angry as Li Zhaocheng imagined about the concurrent marriage.
Just like if Li Xia wants to marry a daughter of the Zhang family, the Liu family will certainly be unhappy, but on the other hand, marriage is meant to be a "union". As long as the Li family is marrying into a powerful family, then why not?
Among the four people in this hall, only Li Zhaocheng could not understand this.
Thinking of this, Liu Yuanzhen felt that Li Zhaocheng had a good temper, too gentle and kind, but stable...
A marriage was settled in this way, and more details needed to be worked out on a date so that Li Yong could take the time to discuss it in detail with Liu Heima.
As far as the Liu family is concerned, after being defeated one after another, they can still get on the same ship as Li Xia. If Li Xia succeeds in the future, he can still gain continuous wealth.
As far as Li Xia is concerned, being tied to a powerful prince like the Liu family, even if Song Ting gets the limelight in advance, even if he wants to move him, he still has to think carefully.
…
"Suddenly an interesting thing occurred to me."
After leaving the Liu Mansion, Li Xia said to Li Zhaocheng: "Now in the eyes of Song Ting, I am just like Jia She back then."
"Jia She?" Li Zhaocheng didn't react for a moment.
"The father of Jia Sidao. Back then, Jia She recruited Li Quan from Shandong and brought Shandong into the Song Dynasty. This is like me recruiting Liu Heima to surrender now. Unfortunately, Jia She doesn't know how to protect himself."
Li Zhaocheng nodded, sighed, and said: "Never forget the past, the master of the future... Perhaps the Song Dynasty lost opportunities little by little."
He really has no sense of humor.
If it were Liu Yuanzhen, he would probably be able to say something interesting like "That commander is far better than Jia Sidao's father."
The two of them turned to the government office in silence.
To be honest, Li Xia was a little envious of Li Yong for making arrangements for Li Zhaocheng and marrying two legitimate wives.
Of course, since he didn't want to be regarded as a son, Li Yongzhen didn't need to make arrangements like this for him...
Or you can only rely on yourself...
The fifth day of October, the southern suburbs of Chang'an.
Lu Ata bent over and dragged the plow to cultivate the land among the acres.
Hearing a "moo" in the distance, he looked up and saw a group of people leading a few cattle toward the entrance of the village.
It was the winter wheat season now, and he had long heard that the government would provide cattle for farming, which would be rented by several families, but he did not expect that it would come so early.
The heavy plow was placed on the ground. Lu A didn't even have time to put down his trousers, and he didn't even put on his shoes, so he ran towards the entrance of the village like flying.
"Well, I also want to rent cattle..."
As the shouting spread, Lu Ata did not notice that there was an old man and a young man walking among his fields.
…
"Wheat seedlings have actually grown in that family's field. How about going over and taking a look?"
"According to what Mr. Wu said."
Wu Qian nodded, walked across the field, bent down with his hands on his knees, looked at it, and pulled it out casually.
"Feiyu, do you think this is a wheat seedling or a weed?"
Li Xia glanced at it, shook his head and said with a smile: "How can Mr. Wu uproot the seedlings from the common people's fields?"
"Feiyu really doesn't know anything about farming. Take a closer look."
"It's indeed wheat seedlings, exactly the same."
Wu Qian casually handed the weeds in his hands to Li Xia's hand and said: "They look the same, but there are actually differences. The weeds are dark in color, but the wheat seedlings do not have such branches. Also, the wheat seedlings grow higher.
And the weeds grow inside."
"That's it." Li Xia listened, but still couldn't tell the difference, so he inserted the weed back into the ground.
"It's the same in the court. Loyal ministers and disloyal ministers all look the same and it's hard to tell them apart."
Li Xia asked: "Perhaps it's the same reason. Loyal ministers grow taller, while disobedient ministers grow stronger?"
Wu Qian glanced at Li Xia and said, "The muscles and bones covered by Feiyu's clothes are very strong."
"Eat more meat and eggs."
The two of them took a few more steps forward. Li Xia thought for a while and said, "What Mr. Wu meant is that if I have rebellious intentions, what evidence is there?"
"No evidence."
"That's it. If there is something wrong with what I have done, it's okay for Mr. Wu to say it. As for whether it's rebellion or not, it's not appropriate to just rely on your heart's testimony."
Wu Qian took a deep look at Li Xia and did not expect this young man to be so open and forthright.
As a result, some words no longer make sense.
"Let's talk about farming." Wu Qian raised his hand and said, "This family planted early and sown too early. It is easy to freeze before winter, and the yield is not high."
"So what if I pour it in?"
"Front irrigation, like this, builds soil ridges and divides them into borders, and water is introduced from the irrigation ditch..."
Li Xia listened for a while and then asked: "Is the soil here a loess plateau?"
"I don't know." Wu Qian stroked his beard and sighed: "This is the first time in my life that I have been to Guanzhong. The scenery here is very different from that in the south of the Yangtze River. Even the method of growing winter wheat is different from that in Sichuan and Sichuan."
"Lian Xixian will arrive in a few days. How about asking Mr. Wu to compile a farming book with him? I plan to open an academy to teach officials how to farm."
“If you don’t take the imperial examination, what will happen if you study?”
"Please tell the imperial court to set up an agricultural department to recruit scholars." Li Xia said casually.
Wu Qian shook his head again...
Lu Ada went to the entrance of the village and made an arrangement with several families to rent cattle for farming. Full of longing, he ran to his field again.
Running across the field ridge, I met several men walking from the opposite side, guarding an old man and a young man.
As soon as he saw the other person's demeanor, he knew he was a noble person. He shrunk his neck and stepped aside, waiting for the other person to pass by.
When the other party passed by, the old man asked: "This fellow, how many acres of land do you have?"
"Those acres."
"Whose field has the wheat seedlings growing?"
"From the old shithead's family."
"The wheat is planted early, you tell him."
"Well, let's talk to him." Lu Ada became more energetic and said hurriedly: "His land was not plowed carefully, and he planted it too early."
"Yes, when planting wheat, the land must be well prepared, deep, fine, translucent, flat, solid, and sufficient."
Lu Ada raised his thumb and praised: "I know what I do!"
"Now that the Song Dynasty has regained Guanzhong for two months, what do you think?"
"If we don't send more autumn grains, we'll be alive. To be honest with you, the Song invaders... Oh, when the Song army just came, they wanted to assassinate that handsome Li Jie."
"Oh? You actually know Li Jieshuai?"
"Don't underestimate me, I am a man from Guanzhong who is very chivalrous..."
Wu Qian stroked his beard and smiled.
He was actually a little proud. In fact, he had most of the credit for the changes in the people of Chang'an from wanting to kill the Song invader Li Xia to the present.
Raising his hand and pointing at Li Xia, he asked again: "Come, take a look, who do you think this person is?"
"Isn't this my husband's grandson?"
Li Xia shook his head and smiled, not taking it seriously. Then he felt something vaguely and turned to look at the official road beside the field...
Yelu Youshang was wearing a Taoist robe, walking among a group of Taoist priests, looking towards the field ridge.
I saw wheat seedlings growing in some fields... It seemed that Li Xia's power was growing little by little.
Later, he saw Lu Ada chatting with a group of people.
The young man standing in front of Lu Ada was tall and straight, which was very eye-catching.
Just as he was thinking about where he had seen him before, he saw the other person turn his head.
Li Xia?
Yelu Youshang was stunned for a moment.
He once met Li Xia once as an envoy to Gongchang and will never forget it.
But I never imagined that the man who tried so hard to assassinate him would be walking among the fields and talking to the people of Chang'an today without fear of being stabbed to death.
How long has it been?
Did the people of Chang'an forget the kindness of Prime Minister Lian in two months?
Yelu Youshang felt that this scene was more frustrating than being captured.
With these thoughts in his mind, Li Xia was already walking towards him.
…
"Commander? Hey, he is really a commander... The last general, Liu Jinsuo, was ordered to return to the Zhongnan Mountain Public Office and met the commander!"
"Keep your voice down and have a private visit incognito."
"Yes! Oh... yes."
Li Xia has turned to Yelu Youshang.
Yelu Youshang was a little nervous.
He had no weapons and only had courage, but he didn't know whether he could successfully assassinate Li Xia surrounded by soldiers with his bare hands.
His palms were already sweaty. He swallowed and prepared to pounce...
"Lian Xixian has joined me to participate in this grand event."
When a sudden word came to his ears, Yelu Youshang was stunned again, opened his mouth, and had no time to reply.
"If Boqiang doesn't believe it, you'll know when you see him."
Li Xia patted Yelu Youshang on the shoulder and walked away.
Yelu Youshang was left standing there dumbfounded.
He had been thinking very hard about killing Li Xia, but he didn't expect that as soon as they met, the other party's casual words would remove the murderous intention from his heart.
"this……"
When he came to his senses, Liu Jinsuo's whistling voice could be heard in his ears.
"Report to the Commander-in-Chief! Old Taoist Hao is still negotiating with Niubi Taoist Qi Zhicheng in Zhongnan Mountain. These are the ones that Old Taoist Hao grabbed... no, they are the selected disciples, all of whom are the smartest ones!"
After Liu Jinsuo finished speaking, he realized that he was too loud, so he lowered his voice and said: "Old Taoist Master Hao told the marshal that these young Taoist priests are too smart. They will be brought back and starved for a few days, and then they will be used to make gunpowder. The remaining
He will talk to Qi Zhicheng slowly about the important matter."