Chapter 133, the experimental field two thousand years ago
"Zhang Yide!"
Zhao Yun watched the Danyang soldiers move forward with their swords raised, shouted, and stood in front of Zhang Fei with their guns drawn.
He was like this Fang Guang, who valued friendship so much that he was humiliated, but still couldn't help but risk his life to protect Zhang Fei.
In front of Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun had already joined forces with Lu Bu. The three of them were coming to fight together. Zhao Yun was also in danger.
At the critical moment, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun's eyelids twitched at the same time. Without him, they both recognized that the white horse on Zhao Yun's crotch was not the mount of Yanzhou Fang Guang?
During the Battle of Juancheng, when Ju Ye rushed into battle, these two men were deeply impressed by the war horse with tears in its eyes and the owner of the war horse.
The current owner of the horse with the same tear stains must be inextricably related to Fang Guang!
Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, and Fang Datong all had different thoughts. The incident in Puyang was buried deep in their hearts. They looked at each other and reined in their horses almost at the same time.
Only then could Zhao Yun raise his spear and block Lu Bu's Fang Tian Hua Ji.
He looked down and saw that Zhang Fei seemed to have lost all strength or was completely drunk. He hung his head and closed his eyes on the horse, just like a dead man.
Hero Changshan Fang Guang gritted his teeth and looked back at Madam Mi's house. Madam Mi and Zhang Fei, he could only save one person today.
"Lu Bu, since ancient times, the two armies have been fighting, which has brought harm to the family. I hope you will not forget about taking Liu Xuande in!"
Zhao Yun lifted Zhang Fei off the Wuzui horse with one hand, and placed him in front of his horse just like he would protect Adou in later generations.
What a Changshan hero, with a strong will, he spurred his horse, his mount was wide under his crotch, his four hooves flew up, and he rushed out from the courtyard of the Xiapi private house that was beaten to pieces.
Lu Bu had never seen a man who was more agile in controlling a horse than playing with a dog. He was so frightened that he tried to chase after him, but was stopped by Zhang Liao and Gao Shun.
"My lord, the trapped beast is still fighting. I don't know whether Zhang Yide is alive or dead. I killed Zhao Yun unintentionally. We'd better capture Liu Bei's family first!"
"Yes, lord, women are in danger!"
Lu Bu heard that Gao Shun, who usually couldn't beat a fart with three sticks, was now making suggestions. He thought that his domineering spirit was still improving, and he couldn't help but feel happy, and he also forgot about Zhao Yun.
"That's it. If you want to come to Gongtai, Xuzhou will definitely succeed. What Zhao Yun said just now is right. When two armies are fighting, what trouble will women and children have?"
"Well, Xuande is actually a nice person, but his brother has a bad temper and needs to change it!"
"Let's go, follow me to see Duke Xuande's wife. If she's very beautiful, I'm afraid she'll have to be guarded by me personally. People in this troubled world are unpredictable, and this Danyang soldier's eyes are red now!"
"Why are you looking at me like this? With Diao Chan by my side, how can I fall in love with other women?"
Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Liao and saw Gao Shun's suspicious eyes. He waved the euphorbia angrily and spread his hands to explain.
Naturally, the generals didn't believe him. When they arrived at Mrs. Mi's residence, fortunately, sister Mi Zhu, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, didn't quite match Lu Fengxian's aesthetic taste.
Marquis Wen ordered Zhang Liao's troops to protect the courtyard so that no one could enter without permission, so he led his troops and headed straight for Xiapi Mansion Office.
In the government office, a white-haired old man stood beside Chen Yuanlong, holding the seal of Xiapi County Governor, waiting for his arrival.
Zhao Yun protected Zhang Fei and fought out from the south gate of Xiapi. By the time the sun came out, the entire Xiapi was already under the control of Bingzhou's army and horses.
At noon on the second day, news came from Xuzhou that Chen Gong's army easily gained the city gate and entered the city.
Sun Qian was good at farming and playing drums, but when it came time to play his tricks, he was no match for Lao Yin and Chen Gong. Xuzhou changed hands overnight.
Far away on the bank of the Huaihe River, Liu Bei was fighting back and forth with Yuan Shu, who loved to drink honey. He didn't know it yet, but he had become a master without a city, food, or backup!
Liu Daer's setback in Xuzhou occurred one year earlier than in the history books, fully demonstrating that character determines destiny.
Liu Bei's arrangement, with or without Fang Guang, was not enough to allow him to gain a firm foothold in Xuzhou. Zhang Fei was just the trigger for this matter.
The whole land of Xuzhou was reduced to a pot of porridge. Dong'a, thousands of miles away, sent Fang Guang, a little monkey, to play with Cao Song for a few days.
He personally asked Tai Shici to take the old man back to Juancheng, and then started the great work of reclaiming wasteland in Cangtingjin!
The southern plant seeds Shi Huan brought were in time for this year's farming season. Fang Guang had already left the best soil in the floodplain beside the Yellow River as a test field for the plants.
Fang Guang carefully selected more than a dozen grain species related to rice, wheat, beans, and millet from what Shi Huan had obtained, and planted them in the fields.
The soil in the experimental field was plowed deeply with a curved-wheel plow, and the best fertilizer from the fertilizer workshop in the city was used. There was also Cangting Academy, where students from the Dizi lineage, under the leadership of Meng Gongwei, used bamboo paper every day. , record the growth of the plants.
Students carefully recorded which piece of field soil, when each day sprouts occurred, how tall the buds were, and how many leaves sprouted.
The specifications of the experimental field by the Yellow River are almost the same as those of the key projects of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences in Kyushu in later generations.
At noon that day, two Fang Guang, both of similar age, led a group of students on the field ridge, patiently observing the condition of the plants.
This field has different chemical fertilizers and irrigation conditions. Germination only takes ten days, but the health of the sprouts is also very different!
Fang Guang knows that there is no shortcut in selecting grain seeds. It is just to cross, select, cross, and select.
The governor of Dongjun County, for the past few days, he has not paid attention to anything but filled in the data of Yamiao in the form he made.
After Fang Guang's death, the first batch of students at Mancanglu Academy had nothing but respect for the county governor. The more knowledge they came into contact with from the Guigu lineage, the more these farmers' children could feel that the textbooks written by the county governor contained only a few words. , almost all contain the truth between heaven and earth.
Fang Guang's side was naturally Cao Ang, Boss Cao's eldest son. He had no mother since he was a child and was raised by Cao Cao's first wife. Although he had a noble status, he did not have the arrogance and extravagance of ordinary children from aristocratic families.
During the battle with Hebei soldiers and horses, Cao Ang admired Fang Guang's military strategy and military equipment. After receiving his father's letter, the eldest son made up his mind to learn some skills from the governor of Dongjun.
He did not expect that from the day the Hebei soldiers crossed the river, the county guard had not been to the school grounds or military camps, but had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the plants.
If he hadn't known about Mr. Datong's innocent heart, Cao Ang would have suspected that Fang Guang was deliberately hiding his skills from himself.
It was the same today, Cao Ang was bored, looking at the Dongjun students behind him, his face full of respect, Fang Guang filled in the earthworm-like words with great care, the young master couldn't help but ask questions.
"Datong, you are an all-rounder in civil and military affairs. I read the history books and it turns out that we just won a great victory. Isn't it time to reorganize our troops and go south to accompany my father to conquer Yanzhou?"
"How did Datong become a first-class farmer and woodcutter? I know that the sages have a saying about farming and reading, but sir, you only farm but don't read!"