The first thousand five hundred and eighth chapter
Chapter 1508: Appearance
In Zhongmu, Su You and several scholars were taking a walk on the vegetable patch beside Liuyan Lake.
Liuyan Lake is an artificial lake whose purpose is to provide sufficient water source for the vegetable fields downstream.
Vegetable fields are connected one after another. There are cement ditches on the fields. At the vertical and horizontal junctions of several ditches, there is also a house-like building with huge wind blades installed. The water flows out from the channel under the house and flows into the ditch. It becomes Water source for irrigating vegetable fields.
Local people call this kind of house "Tianenjing" because each such house has a sentence painted on it.
Don’t forget the well digger when you are drinking water.
There is also a line of small words at the bottom: "Royal Charity Machine Shaft 2096".
Li Fu held the Times in his hand, shaking his head and chanting as he walked.
"Singing Yuanfeng, it rains and winds every ten days and five days."
Wheat travels thousands of miles without seeing any soil, and millet is planted even if there are no clouds in the mountains.
There are many water seedlings, and the keel is long and the beams are hanging on it.
Anchovies come out of the net to cover Zhouzhu, and bamboo shoots are fatter and sweeter than milk.
You can get a drink for a hundred coins, even if you are not a long-time socialite,
Wu'er dances like a singing girl, but she says that there is no pain in happiness.
The old man's cut water flows southwest, and there are small boats among the willows.
I sleep happily in the white sky, and laugh when I see people without any worries."
Tang Yan looked at the green vegetable garden: "This is Jing Gong's old work, right? Nowadays, Su Lake is a land of fish and rice, full of mulberry and hemp, and people fight for hundreds of dollars in drinking. It is indeed a prosperous era."
Su You was wearing a straw hat, holding a fishing rod and a few fish weighing two to three kilograms in one hand, and supporting Tang Yan with the other hand: "Teacher, you are serious, you have to fight for a hundred dollars, that is worthless sugar cane wine from the South China Sea flowing into central Zhejiang. Really good wine should be bought three or four times a bottle."
"Actually, Wang Xianggong's poem neglected something important, which is the promotion of animal husbandry and oil crops, raising pigs, and growing rapeseed. Only with fat intake and abundant non-staple food can we save food."
"As a result, farmers are still working hard. In the Jiangning area, farming is particularly intensive. Five-year-old children have to do housework, collect grass, feed chickens, ducks, sheep, and pigs, and are not allowed to study."
Tang Yan shook his head: "Mingrun is too demanding. Has the country only been able to expand its power for a few years?"
After speaking, he sighed again: "How happy would it be if Longshan Chang could see the great Song Dynasty today?"
Su You smiled and said: "I believe he is watching from heaven."
Li Fu looked at the farmers harvesting vegetables in Longjian: "This poem by Anshi Xianggong was written in the sixth year of Yuanfeng. Last year's poem is below."
After speaking, he shook the newspaper and started reading again:
“The awnings of the four mountains reflect the red sun, and the back of the fields looks like a tortoise sign.
Mr. Huyin sat in the thatched cottage, watching the carts riding the ditch and watching the autumn harvest.
Thunder and lightning set off the clouds, and rain fell on Tinggao in the middle of the night.
The beautiful hair of the dry grass is buried in the oxen, and the fat pod hair is replaced by the dead beans.
Holding the keel upside down and hanging it on the house, buying wine and pouring it on the customers hastened to do the work.
For three years the grain was as cheap as water, and now it is like this again in the west.
Saint Yuanfeng and Tiantong live forever.
My husband is full of stories in the wild, and he is as good as Yuanfeng when he hits the soil."
Tang Yan said: "This means that last winter's drought did not hurt us. Four years of good harvests are rare in ancient times and today. It looks like there will be another good harvest this year."
"I remember that he had another poem: The lake and the sea are in full bloom and they are climbing again, and the crops are still growing in the dark ditches. Every house is covered with dew, which is like a mountain ridge. Huang Fazi lamented that he had never seen it before."
"Mingrun, you guys are amazing."
Su You smiled and said: "Teacher, this is partiality for students. The merits of the world are the results of the hard work of everyone in the world. How can it be attributed to a few people? Hey, what is that?"
While they were talking, a few people came to the wind turbine shaft and saw that a small incense table had been set up here. There was a small tablet on the table with a line of crooked small characters written on it: "Long live His Majesty the Emperor of the Song Dynasty."
In front of the tablet is an incense burner, filled with the remains of incense.
The four legs of the incense table are tied with small red strips of cloth, many of which have faded. It seems that the villagers have been doing this activity for several years.
Tang Yan said with emotion: "Justice is in the heart of the people. The Royal Fund has helped various places build wells over the years. The charity has spread throughout the world. There are thousands of wells. The merits are far greater than the ten thousand caves in Dunhuang."
Su You said: "Li Yong wrote a letter saying that several similar farms were built in the Liao Kingdom. Yelu Hongji moved away the residents and gave them to nearby ministers."
Li Fu sneered: "It is better for Yi and Di to have kings than for Xia to have no kings. This is the path to self-destruction."
Su You smiled and said: "That's not to say. The Liao Kingdom is vast and sparsely populated, so it is not difficult to move some people away."
"It's different in the Song Dynasty, with a population of 150 million and only over 8 million hectares of cultivated land. On average, the average per capita is only five acres."
"When I was in Meishan, I once asked Chief Longshan, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty could raise horses in Shanglin, but why could we, the Song Dynasty, not be able to? If we could raise 300,000 war horses, why should we, the Song Dynasty, be afraid of the Western Xia and Liao Kingdoms?"
"The chief of the mountain asked me to calculate the land area per capita in the Song Dynasty, and then told me that one horse would take ten people's land, and asked me how many people I was prepared to sacrifice?"
Tang Yan smiled and said: "Three hundred thousand horses are exchanged for one and a half million people. I remember that Mingrun was depressed for a while at that time."
"No." Su You refused to admit it: "I'm not depressed."
Tang Yan did not expose him: "It's all over. The war in Hexi has subsided. Our Song Dynasty now produces more than 300,000 horses a year."
Speaking of this, Su You can feel proud: "And with the opening up of the Western Region, the stallions we need no longer have to travel thousands of miles by sea."
"Shao Bowen took some stallions to Dongsheng Prefecture this year, but he doesn't know how many will be left there."
Tang Yan punched the bamboo stick on the ground and looked at the vegetable patch in front of him: "Is this the cold potato?"
Su You said: "Yes, the yield is scary, but it's a pity that it doesn't grow well in the north, so it can't be used as a food storage."
"But last year in Nanhai, the yield of this thing per mu reached more than 3,000 kilograms. The people there called this thing Sha Ge."
"Zhang Kai opened a kudzu powder factory, used it to pass it off as kudzu powder and lotus root starch, and shipped it to Hangzhou for sale. I despise him!"
Everyone laughed.
Li Fu looked at the lake and thought of a question: "Mingrun, when will you contribute the secret recipe for fishing? You raise all the fish in Liuyan Lake? Why is there a bumper harvest every time you go there?"
"Hahaha..." Su You shook his head: "This is top secret. I will rely on it to support my family after I become an official. How can I give it lightly?"
This year, Su You has opened the golden finger of fishing bait for future generations. He is so cruel when he catches fish.
However, the secret recipe has been kept hidden, no one told it, and not even the flat jar can be probed.
In fact, it is very simple, just desalted shrimp powder is used as the smell agent, musk is used as the penetrating agent, potato starch is used to make snow powder, and gluten is used to make wire drawing powder.
Coupled with other main ingredients made from puffed and semi-puffed grain crumbs, it is really unreasonable to use later generations of bait recipes to deal with today's lakes and rivers with extremely high density of fish.
It was very hard for Zhao Xu to study and observe politics, so Su You would occasionally take him out for inspection, but in fact it was just to relax.
Time was very tight, so Su You had to work hard on bait.
When Li Fu saw Su You swearing to defend his treasure to the death, he couldn't help but laugh and cry: "The biggest money-spreading boy in the world is actually digging for it here!"
"You mind me!" Su You couldn't take the bait: "If you want the finished product, go to my office and get it yourself. If you want a recipe, there's no way! I won't even go to the patent office to register!"
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In fact, Wang Anshi was also ill. Although the poems sent to the newspaper were very lively, they were all old works.
The poems sent to Su You recently are already full of negative connotations.
Xin Yu, an old man, fell ill in bed again.
Draw water to plant new flowers and endure the fragrance.
The fragrance lasts only a moment, but how long will it last for me?
The new flowers and the old me are two things that cannot be forgotten.
During the period when Taiwanese remonstrances were lashing out against the New Party, Wang Anshi sent this poem as a hint to Su You.
If nothing can be done, you can give him up. The most important thing is to preserve his usefulness.
Tai Jian's attack led to the resignation of Lu Huiqing, Xing Shu, and Cai Que, and Zhang Dun only had a lucky escape.
But Su You saw hope, because even though he was gone, the political ideas of the New Deal and reform were still retained.
So he sent a harmonious poem to Wang Anshi.
When you are young, you despise the world, and you are as arrogant as if you were sitting on the bed.
After three days of debating, I will be fragrant for ten years.
In ten years I have grown stronger, and I have awakened to the old love.
His ambition and his people will never be forgotten despite their hard work.
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In Renchen, the minister Sima Guang was appointed as the minister Zuopushe and also the minister, and the minister Zuocheng Lu Gongzhu was the minister.
Sima Guang was ill again at that time, and had already asked for leave, so he could not come to thank him. The emperor sent his deputy envoy to send the edict and fuse to his home. Sima Guang declined, citing Wen Yanbo, and Su You took his place.
Wait until the condition is slightly relieved before taking action.
He ordered Sima Guang to exempt him from the pilgrimage, and asked Sima Guang to ride in a carriage and enter the capital hall or the minister's office once every three days.
Sima Guang resigned again: "If I don't see you, I can't take care of things."
So he ordered Sima Guang to ride on a shoulder cart to the inner east gate, and his son Sima Kang helped him into the small hall, and ordered him not to pay homage.
Sima Guang doesn't dare, please go to Yanhe Hall.
A eloquent edict was issued, promising to ride on a chariot to the Chongzheng Hall, where the curtains would be hung to lead the way.
Sima Guang stayed in the relationship for a long time, and finally accepted the appointment of Zuopushe, the Minister of Finance, as well as his servant.
The first thing was to succeed Cai Que and promote the compilation of "Records of Shenzong".
Chapter completed!