letter?

Li Guan thought of the eldest lady in Guan Yicheng and asked, "Where did it come from?"

Ling Pingyang had a smile on his face and said: "Jiangnan."

It's not a letter from the eldest lady.

Li Guanyi felt a little regretful, or in other words, there was a strong sense of vigilance that made the young man want to avoid this letter, but Ling Pingyang had already taken the letter over, and there was a small meticulous painting of a willow branch on the letterhead.

It’s Yan Daiqing!

Yan Daiqing was a scholar of Chen State in the south. He was good at swordsmanship, internal affairs, fine brushwork and small paintings, and his style of poetry was clear and elegant.

He is especially good at using the bench to fight in groups.

When Li Guanyi looked at Yan Daiqing's letter, he had a tangled feeling that he had to read it but was unwilling to read it when his failing test results came out. But after looking at Ling Pingyang, he still sighed and opened the letter.

"You must be telling me how much Jiangnan is in short supply."

Li Guanyi thought about it and opened the letter. It was indeed Yan Daiqing's elegant writing, but it was a little different. It was ink-colored handwriting, which meant that the finances of the eighteen states in Jiangnan were relieved at the moment.

As soon as Li Guan relaxed, he thought to himself: "Not bad, Dai Qing."

"I thought you only know how to spend money, but how can you make money?"

Li Guanyi relaxed and sat there, flipping through Yan Daiqing's letter. This was a letter from a few days ago, because he really didn't know where Li Guanyi and the others had gone in the world. This letter was sent directly to the general stationed in Zhongzhou.

In Ling Pingyang's hands.

It reports on the general situation in the Jiangnan area.

The main ones are internal affairs, people's livelihood, Qilin Army and other systems.

In internal affairs, people who must have work experience are selected to fill the grassroots officials. There are many people with excellent professional skills among the people, but these people are often another kind of iron rice bowl.

The son of a prisoner is a local prisoner, and the son of a jailer will be a local prisoner. They have professional skills passed down from their families, but they also firmly control these industries and develop their own connections. If you want to ask them to do things, you have to pay.

You have to ask for help.

If not, you will suffer a lot.

The person who was punishing him swung his stick and smashed it down, and it fell hard, leaving no damage to his flesh and blood.

Some may seem like an understatement, but in fact even the internal bones will be damaged.

These local officials are intertwined. There are aristocratic families at the top, corrupt officials at the middle, evil officials at the bottom, and there are also local ruffians and village tyrants running rampant in the countryside.

Xiaozhi took charge of these matters with great interest.

The second crop of rice has been cultivated for the second time. The farmers taught methods such as how to make the seedlings take root faster through the method of "farming science" to various places. The leader of the farmer family taught the people the "Chart of Timing and Controlling the Palm".

That's an eight-fold turntable with the same axis.

From the inside to the outside, they represent the direction of the Big Dipper, the heavenly stems, the earthly branches, the four seasons, the twelfth month, the twenty-four solar terms, the seventy-two seasons, and the agricultural activities corresponding to each phenology.

Put these things into a palm-sized picture.

Those who can study vast and large things are naturally great talents in the world, but the leader of a peasant family who puts these general knowledge of peasant knowledge in such a small place and then teaches it to the people everywhere on the ridges of the fields is also a great talent.

With the farmer's determination in the direction.

The rooting rate of grains planted in the Jiangnan area has greatly increased, and at the same time, they have joined forces with the Mohists to improve farming machinery.

The Quyu plow is an improved version of the Mohist columbine for cultivating thirty acres of land in one day. It is a three-row seeder that can sow three rows at the same time. It is a harvesting agricultural tool composed of three parts: a wheat cage, a wheat hoe, and a wheat trap.

Based on the ordinary water mill, after modification, it can be used as a water wheel with three functions: grinding flour, hulling rice, and grinding rice.

The Mohists and farmers began to find out that Jiangnan suddenly had a large amount of money to support their research, and they were ecstatic.

Prepare to design water conservancy measures based on the terrain of Jiangnan.

According to the style of the Murong family, Mohist disciples created water rows and used water-powered blasts to smelt iron.

Farmer disciples developed the continuous mill, which can turn the weight of eight mills with one oxen.

After determining the utility, break it out with gold and quickly apply it.

All are convenient designs to relieve people from heavy work.

These were not created only after they arrived in Jiangnan.

Rather, the skills accumulated over the years before leaving the academy were only able to be put into practical application with the help of Li Guanyi and others after coming to Jiangnan.

It’s not like they had never traveled to various countries to study like Buddhists, Zongheng, and other famous scholars.

The rest of the aristocratic families and nobles have all experienced a very good education.

These people will respect them, say many pleasant words that make people feel comfortable, and say that they are actually very supportive and respect the skills of Mohists and farmers. They will wear elegant and beautiful smiles and wear satin clothes like flowers and butterflies covering their mouths and noses.

But this is the only place where they are directly asked to talk about the practicality of technology.

After the argument, just throw money at it.

Master Pan Wanxiu of the Mohist family thought about these things. He was no longer a young man. He was already old. Even if he had internal strength, the internal strength of the Second Heaven was just like that. He was not good at fighting.

When he sat for a long time, his back began to hurt.

After traveling around the world and seeing many gentle and kind faces, his heart has long been not as strong as the young boy. This is what he originally thought, but at this moment, his heart is burning hot again.

boom!!!

Along with the sound of the mechanism, huge clouds of dust rushed into the sky. The bronze mechanism rushed out from the field ridges. The bronze steel was chilling. The smoke and dust dispersed. The Mohist master standing there had his sleeves rolled up, his beard and black robe.

Blowing in the wind.

The blood in this heart is still stirring——

It turns out that my heart has not grown old yet.

It's such a hearty feeling to realize your dreams and ambitions, instead of staying in one place and smiling in front of those aristocratic families.

Being able to realize the technology that I have been thinking about hard, so that the model that could only be placed on the desk can be directly expanded and put into practical application.

Watching the little toy that he had been thinking about when he was young turn into a giant and put it into use, the Mohist master raised his head and watched the giant mechanism that existed in his dream quickly materialize with the support of prince-level power, and stepped on it.

Above and below.

To change this era, to save this common people, with the passion accumulated in my heart for decades, I relied on the bronze mechanism. On the mechanism, the last part was placed with the utensils cast by the Murong family.

It was steel stamped with unicorn patterns.

Everything about being an mechanic reached its peak at this moment.

I am just willing to give up my life!

Mohist master Pan Wanxiu said softly: "My wish is enough."

The fantastic ideas of other Mohist disciples also began to be gradually implemented with the support of Jiangnan. They were very grateful, but every time when someone mentioned their gratitude, the gentle and jade-like gentleman just told them.

It is also my lord's great wish to make your dreams come true.

It is my lord's wish, so there is no need to thank you.

I'm waiting for my colleagues.

On this road, the Lord will be at the front, and you, gentlemen, will follow you.

Unbeknownst to Li Guanyi, with the efforts of that gentle gentleman in the eyes of outsiders, his image gradually changed, becoming more like what a hero in the historical records should look like.

Mohist disciple——

Feel refreshed!

If you have land, plant it. If you have a lot of land, plant a lot of land.

There is a land as big as the south of the Yangtze River, and hundreds of thousands of households in the south of the Yangtze River are taught to farm.

Standing on a high place with the wind blowing, watching the seeds sprouting on the endless land, you can fully display your knowledge and ambitions. When the wind blows over, the grain sways in the wind, and the sweat carries the smell of candlelight in the past.

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Farmer's disciple - so happy that my scalp is numb!

People who were exempted from taxes for the year, could rent farm tools at a very low price, and found that they didn’t have to be so tired, and still had time to listen to the masters’ teachings on writing and basic skills——

Good, good!

Yan Daiqing——

Angry and resentful.

Li Guanyi didn't dare to look down. He kept thinking that the Prime Minister of Jiangnan Prefecture should talk to him about financial problems, but he never did, which made him feel like he was stepping on a tightrope.

Until I saw this, the words in Yan Daiqing's letter seemed to pause.

"I didn't expect that everything was in your plan."

Li Guanyi: "Huh?"

"Yuan Zhi told me that farmers and Mohists would come to improve people's livelihood, and the Gongsun family would come to strengthen military equipment, and the Gongsun family would bring a box of gold. It should be your design, right?"

Li Guanyi: "Huh? Huh???"

He looked at what Yan Daiqing said in the scroll, "Li Guanyi's plan."
To be continued...