Chapter 1,249 I swear I wont return it if I dont take Wucheng
In Qingzhou, Taoist Huang Tian was playing with a sweet potato in his hand. The sweet potato was very big. At a glance, one could tell that it was cultivated carefully in the finest fertile fields.
In this era, sweet potatoes have long been popular, but except for the sweet potatoes that are exclusively for the nobles, poor people mostly plant sweet potatoes in wasteland instead of fertile land. The reason is simple. It is difficult to sell sweet potatoes at a high price and is not as good as other foods.
More importantly, if you plant sweet potatoes frequently in the field, it will consume too much soil and affect the yield of other grains.
Moreover, even if it is planted in fertile fields, it is difficult to grow to a huge size if you don't spend a lot of energy to take care of it. Most of them are thin and long, and taste dry and tasteless. Only the lower class will eat this thing to satisfy their hunger.
Therefore, anyone with a discerning eye, seeing this size, can directly conclude that it is not easy to grow this sweet potato, and it is not just the amount of effort that has been spent to achieve such results.
But Taoist Huang Tian, as the resident golden immortal, is aware of the subtleties and knows that this thing does not come from intensive cultivation, but is forced to come out by relying on the strong soil power.
Others only think that the dew falls from the mountains. The so-called dew is just a fabricated thing used to win people's hearts in the name of ghosts and gods.
The sweet potatoes distributed to the mountain people are only the best products grown by Zhao Cheng after he spent a lot of effort and intensive cultivation.
If you don't care about the yield, it is not difficult to plant only a few plants on a large piece of land and have people take care of it carefully. Using the soil fertility of the first crop of land after burning, it is not difficult to achieve this effect. After all, the land after burning for the first time will not be difficult to achieve.
, is the so-called fertile land.
It's just that there are few water resources in mountainous areas. In sunny weather, even watering every day is too labor-intensive.
Indeed, Lianshan is a deserted land, and no matter which force is there, no intelligence system has been built in Lianshan in advance.
Because, before Zhao Cheng, no one thought that someone would develop the basic market in that bitter and cold place in the mountains.
This is no longer half the result with twice the result, but even if you spend dozens of times the effort, you may not be able to get half the result.
However, now that so much time has passed, the news and some things in Lianshan have been delivered to some caring hands.
For example, Cao Zheng and Taoist Huang Tian from Qingzhou, Wu family, Feng family and Chen family from Nanhuang.
With the strength of these people, whether they are organizing a caravan to Lianshan, or buying people in the caravan, there are even some caravans that already have their people.
Using businessmen as spies has existed since ancient times, but anyone with ambitions will not neglect the construction of an intelligence system.
In fact, many merchants sell multiple products and provide various information to multiple people at the same time.
From summer to winter, many caravans have visited Lianshan in the past few months. Not only has the number of caravans not been reduced due to the war, it has even been slightly more than in previous years.
However, this kind of temporary intelligence system is not only slow to transmit information, but also many things are based on hearing and seeing. Businessmen can snoop on the intelligence in the stockade, but they cannot enter the military camp and see inside.
s things.
And even the various rumors in the cottage are falsified to the extreme.
Ancestors had dreams, ten people came out of the temple, books were hidden in the belly of beasts, foxes spoke in sly words, two emperors gave orders..., every rumor rarely mentioned the specific situation of the military camp, and some just talked about the destiny of General Yingtian.
After returning home, there was very little talk about the inside of the military camp.
As for the parts that spread to the outside world, they are also painted in the same style as the rumors above. The main theme is that a god came to the world, not a mortal.
In this case, the impressions of the various forces on Zhao Cheng are naturally misjudged. What is more, he is a person who is good at deceiving people and has some tricks.
As for the food problem, it is nothing more than dispersing the troops and hunting in all directions before the autumn harvest. After the autumn harvest, the training is reduced and the soldiers are only given enough rations to survive. In this way, it is not difficult to survive this winter.
However, this will inevitably make the military mentally and physically exhausted, and the subsequent combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.
As for Roushan Lianghai, if they, the rulers, believed in this thing, they would be no different from the ignorant people.
Throughout the ages, these strange things about ghosts and gods have long been outplayed by our predecessors.
It is only because the mountain people are isolated from the rest of the world that they are more likely to be deceived.
Only Taoist Huang Tian knew how valuable it was to understand Huang Tian's reconstruction. He had already glimpsed some truth from the rumors.
This is even more true when I get sweet potatoes today.
In fact, some time ago, Zhao Chengcheng sent someone to deliver things to Taoist Huang Tian, but he did not deliver sweet potatoes.
Now that he saw Fanshu, Taoist Huang Tian also laughed. He was testing Zhao Cheng and wanted to see more whether he could really be entrusted with the foundation. Zhao Cheng was also testing himself to see if he dared to make a big gamble.
Big picture.
At this moment, apart from the sweet potato in his hand, there was also a silk book pressed on it.
Taoist Huang Tian did not read the silk book directly, but handed it to the person next to him and said: "Mr. Li, this is a reply from Lian Shanzhong. What do you think of this?"
When Mr. Li heard this, he opened the silk book and there were only a few big characters on it: "I swear I will not return Wucheng until I take it."
This reply was delivered to Taoist Huang Tian almost at the same time as the sweet potato, but the channel was different.
When Mr. Li saw this, he immediately made a sign of anger: "This son is supporting the army and respecting himself. He must have a disobedient heart and disobey the superior's orders. According to the law, he will be executed without any injustice!"
This Mr. Li, named Li Tonghai, is in his forties. In his early years, he was just a poor teacher. Because of his poor family background, it was difficult to achieve anything. However, after he joined Huang Tianjun, he made many ingenious schemes and even almost let Huang Tianjun...
Take the city of God.
It was only because the Divine City was so strong that the imperial court was able to take a breather and call on heroes from all over to work hard for the king. It was also that battle that caused Huang Tiandao to turn from prosperity to decline, and now he is huddled in a small Qingzhou.
"Mr. Li, what I want to hear is the truth."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Huang Tian showed a rare smile.
"My lord, what I said is the truth."
Mr. Li said seriously.
It turns out that some time ago, news came out in Lianshan. At that time, Huang Tianjun's general suggested that heroes like Zhao Cheng be quickly recalled and trained in the army. Such talents would not be placed in Lianshan.
waste.
These words are high-sounding, and anyone with a little bit of discernment can see that what appears to be promotion is actually a seizure of power.
In this world, all official positions are nothing more than four situations: high position and high power, high position and low power, low position and high power, low position and low power.
