"Bold, who are you? How dare you speak to Mr. Datong like this?"
"Come here, take this person down? It must be Chen Gong's lineage who is here to cause trouble!"
Dian Wei and Yu Jin simultaneously called out to the soldiers around them to take someone away.
Fang Guang looked at the person who was speaking without the slightest hint of fear. He couldn't help but move his heart and stretched out his hand to stop Bu Bu who was about to take the person.
"Sit down and discuss the Tao? Who are you? Why don't you think that what I am talking about is the way of farming and mulberry trees that will bring prosperity to all people?"
When the man heard Fang Guang asking, he clasped his hands in front of his chest and raised his head and spoke.
"The way of great harmony is nothing more than the art of expanding the frontiers of the previous dynasties, using Legalism to strictly restrict the people and carry out the great cause of opening up the territory and expanding the territory. It is sentimental and reasonable, but it is not in line with the way of benevolence!"
"Although he dares to claim to be on par with the Crouching Dragon and the Phoenix, Shang Yang, who is doing the same, doesn't even know how to farm and mulberry. He has to rely on the right time and place rather than manpower to force it!"
"Fang Guang, your principles are far inferior to those of Zhuge Lu in Nanyang. Where can a Qilin shelter under the Crouching Dragon?"
The Confucian scholar Lunjin spoke in an extremely elegant manner. Dian Wei and Yu Jin could not understand anything, but Fang Guang's eyes lit up.
"Zhuge Lu, Wolong Zhuge Liang's lineage, came here specially after hearing about his incident in Juancheng? So neither humble nor arrogant, who else besides Xu Shu and Xu Yuanzhi?"
"After all, this buddy is now working hard with Kong Ming in Nanyang. It seems that he has influenced and changed the great process of history!"
Fang Guang arched his hands and saluted the man in the silk scarf in an unusually polite manner.
"It turns out that he is from the lineage of Mr. Wolong. Judging from his demeanor, he must be brother Xu Shu and Xu Yuanzhi. My brother is from the lineage of Confucian scholars. He practiced chivalry and retired to the countryside after fighting violence. I have heard of your name a long time ago!
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"Wolong Fengxiao is one of the most talented people in the world. Naturally, Fang Guang cannot compare to him. But what he said just now is not just empty talk!"
Fang Guang was so open-minded and could see the origin of Xu Shu at a glance, which surprised the Confucian scholar Lun Jin!
He stared at it for a long time, and the contempt on his face finally slowly disappeared.
Xu Shu cupped his hands and walked a few steps to Fang Guang's side.
“I didn’t expect that Datong would actually know the name of a country man like me!”
"Yuan Zhi Meng Lang opened his mouth. He has always been an outstanding person and is in charge of major affairs in a state. He should be rigorous in what he says. To be fair, what you just said is true. If every word is considered benevolent government!"
"It's just that Cao Cao has too much time to take care of himself right now. Eighty-tenths of the land in Yanzhou is not owned by your lord. If you keep talking nonsense, if Dong'e continues to cause chaos in the future, Cao Mengde may not even have a place to settle down!"
Xu Shu refuted Fang Guang. Seeing his serious expression, Xu Shu didn't care and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Why sir, why do you keep accusing Fang Guang of saying nothing? Is it true that in the east of Yanzhou, wheat and beans can't be abundant in the wild, and all the people can't live and work in peace and contentment?"
“When it comes to mulberry farming, it’s not just about the right time, place, and people, but people are the foundation of mulberry farming!”
Fang Guang's few words made Xu Shu scratch his head.
He studied the knowledge of Zhuge Liang and took the Confucian respect for heaven and earth as the foundation of farming.
Later, Kongming came to Chengdu and maximized the agricultural potential of Yizhou, following the path of diligence.
The prime minister who invented the Trojan Horse and the Flowing Cart, and the Prime Minister who made the Zhuge Crossbow followed his inner principles and did not make agricultural tools comparable to military weapons. This is why.
Fang Guang saw that Xu Shu felt uncomfortable, so he lowered the fishhook a little more.
"Yuanzhi, you firmly believe that the harmony between heaven and earth, the wind and rain, and benevolence and virtue are the basis for a good harvest, right? Look at this land on the Yellow River, how long will it take to cultivate one acre of land?"
"Is it possible to turn over a foot of soil?"
Fang Guang deliberately used the method of farming and mulberry cultivation to test Xu Shu.
Sure enough, Xu Shu's face showed pride when he heard this.
"Datong, Mr. Wolong cultivates Nanyang with the world in mind, but what he practices is the ultimate way of farming. To tell you the truth, Mr. Mr.'s fields are plowed with iron plows. This is a method of arrogance in the world!"
"In this riverbank land, one acre can be cultivated in ten hours, no, nine hours. It is not difficult to turn three inches of soil, which is more than a foot? Where in the world is there a plow that can cultivate more than a foot?"
When Xu Shu said this, his face was full of pride, and he was obviously proud to learn from Wolong's lineage.
"Hahaha!"
After hearing what he said, Fang Guang laughed up to the sky and shook his head. Then he looked at Xu Yuanzhi with sympathy in his eyes.
Two men, a yellow turban captain named Xinde Minggong Chongxin was in charge of Dongjun, and a disciple of Wolong was in charge of the world's top farming and mulberry cultivation skills.
After hearing the discussion, everyone in Xuzhou was dumbfounded.
At this time, the area around the wooden village where Fang Guang was standing was already surrounded by people within a mile.
Even the garrison Yu Jinbu Qu who was not on duty squeezed into the crowd and watched Mr. Datong argue with Wolong.
The reputation of Wolong and Phoenix is so great that even farmers in the countryside have heard of these two people. Now they can’t help but laugh when they see Wolong’s disciples’ beards rising up in response to Mr. Datong’s words.
"Okay, today I will give you one hour to plow a foot of riverbank land. Xu Yuanzhi, what will you do if I do it?"
"What can I do? If you really can do this? What if I, Xu Shu, don't stay dormant in Nanyang and become your lackey, Fang Guangfang Qilin?"
"Okay! Just a word from a gentleman!"
I have been chattering here for a long time just to compose this famous idiom, and take this famous man who is in Cao Ying and his heart is Han under his command.
Seeing Xu Shu take the bait, Fang Guang stretched out his palm forcefully, signaling Xu Shu and him to fight in the air, then tilted his head and made a gesture to Dian Wei.
The nine-foot tall man saw with his own eyes that the man in Lunjin had fallen into Fang Guang's plan.
"Damn, why are you still in the Wolong lineage? You're so stupid that you fell into the hands of the master!"
Dian Wei muttered and glanced at Xu Shu with disdain, then strode to Fang Guang's back and lifted up an oilcloth from the ox cart where grain and farm tools were stacked.
Under the oilcloth, after Fang Guang had solved the problem of the barrel cart in the past few days, he mobilized the best blacksmiths in Dong'a to build a plow and placed it in the middle of the cart.
The iconic curved shaft of the curved shaft plow was displayed on the land of Kyushu for the first time.
The shining plow made Xu Shu shiver uncontrollably.
It was already approaching dusk. Fang Guang saw Xu Shu's expression change. He smiled and touched his chin and said slowly: "Light the lamp, set up the plow, and plow at night!"