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Chapter 142 Shun Shui Human Relationship

Today, Mao Hai organized an ambitious event, saying that the mover led all the people to the cabbage field.

Cabbage always spreads on the ground, so he woven a lot of straw rope with Malian grass. He was going to tie the cabbage with rope to see if he could change the shape of the cabbage.

For such scientific research, Yunlang naturally fully supports it, that is, it is a bit late to do so, but it is better to do it later than to do nothing.

The cabbage in the field now looks like a blooming green lotus. It is not an easy task to tie the leaves with a rope to make him close. If you accidentally break the outer leaves.

When the sun came out, the Yun's cabbage field was packed with people. The Yun's cabbage planted this year was not much, it was only a hundred acres of land. With a livelihood plan and a lot of staff, it will naturally work quickly.

It is a time effort, and the cabbages in the 100-mu acres are bundled one by one. They look like they are not spread out, but they are much smoother in Yunlang's eyes.

Zhang Tang, who came to Yunshi as a guest last night, also joined the group activity of bundling cabbage with joy.

As long as they are humans, they are always happy in the face of the crops to be harvested, especially Zhang Tang, who has been hungry.

I can't talk about the status of planting crops. Zhang Tang especially likes this simple satisfaction.

Yun Lang and Zhang Tang stood on the ground ridges, took off their shoes and knocked the mud on the shoes on the big tree, cleared their feet, but Zhang Tang was unwilling to return to Yun's.

Pointing at Wo Ye Qianli: "Go!"

Yun Lang said dissatisfiedly: "It's all mud."

"Then go too."

Yun Lang couldn't but Zhang Tang, and the two went to the depths of the field with the dew on the blades of grass.

The heavy valley ears have lowered their heads, this year's millet harvest is foreseeable, and the millet in the distance also shows red-brown signs of maturity.

These crops, which were originally staple food, are now completely replaced by wheat.

"It's only a few years. I want to eat a bite of millet. It's almost impossible to find." Zhang Tang touched the millet in the field with some emotion.

"The taste of Mizi is not good, the most important thing is that its yield is not as good as wheat, and it is justified to be replaced."

"Your millet production after your summer harvest is not as high as that produced in spring?"

"That is, the fertilizer in the field has been used to raise wheat. Although fertilization is again done in the summer, after all, the fertility cannot keep up, and the low yield is an inevitable thing. At this time, there is no way to pay attention to these things. As long as there is harvest, you can make money. . "

"I thought your family would plant the land with wheat. As a result, everyone expected that your family would plant everything.

Should the green oily thing on the hillside be rape? "

"Yeah, grow rapeseed in the autumn, and after a winter, grow it again in the spring. Watching rapeseed flowers on Mayday is also a win. You will be invited to drink when the time comes."

Zhang Tang said with a smile: "It's incomparable, incomparably, no farmer in the whole customs is more than Yun's oil and water."

"Do you mean rapeseed, or do you mean something else?"

"Otherwise!"

"Oh? Who is jealous of my family again?"

"Even I am jealous!"

"This is easy to handle. Give me all of your family's money and invest in one of my workshops. Expand the workshop, and then you will receive dividends. Not much. After three or five years, you can go to Shanglinyuan. Build a big yard, buy some land, raise some chickens and ducks, silkworms, cattle and sheep and other things. After two or three years, even if you don't have salaries, the whole family will live a rich life.

Just ask if you want to do it? "

Zhang Tang thought for a while and said, "I can only take out two hundred golden pancakes. What do you think is better?"

"Two hundred golden pancakes? Well, it's really a little short, and you count two thousand ..."

"Shut up, the businessmen have lost their skin and face, and you have to pull me into the water. It won't work. There are two hundred. You look at the investment."

"Lao Zhang, if you want money, you can't have a face. It makes it difficult for you to do this. I can't put money in India. The Yun family is a serious industry. Two hundred golden pancakes are really a bit less."

"Just because you are all serious business, I voted. I think that your book printing workshop should be very promising, so I voted for him."

"Huh? Why are you so smart at this time? How do you know that my printing workshop will make a fortune?"

"I heard that your family is printing books for Taixue? Then it is the Royal Collection. It is printed on every book in your family. Doesn't it mean that there are as many Royal Collections as there are in your family?

Everyone in the world is waiting to study. Does your family have so many collections? "

The two laughed and walked to the edge of a huge crouching tiger stone. When Yun Lang saw that it was drier here, he climbed on the crouching tiger stone and sat on it. "Lao Zhang, honestly, is your situation very bad?"

Zhang Tang stood under the stone and said, "Yes, Zhuang Qingzhai's remnants started to settle accounts with me. Do you know Zhu Maichen?"

"Know, wasn't he brought to the city by you?"

"Yes, it's because I got to the descending city, and I thought that when I went to the wild land, there was no room to turn over.

Who knows this guy is so powerful, he actually turned a surrendered city into a land of affluence, where there are now thousands of hectares of fields. The grain of the city was transported to Beidi County, Taiyuan County, and even the Yanmen Gatekeepers ate the grain produced by the descending city.

This is great enough. This guy also sent the output of the Western Region to Guanzhong through the river. With such great credit, no one can ignore it. Even if he was guilty before, His Majesty did not care. At least, this guy Very capable!

In the past, he wrote a book to excuse Zhuang Qingzhai. Everyone thought he was farting, but now it is not. People are great heroes. Even if we fart, we can only listen with our nose.

A certain family thought that he just wanted to be pure for Zhuang Qing Zhai Ming. Unexpectedly, they did not accuse His Majesty's mistakes, but just kept saying that I was the culprit and killed Zhuang Qing Zhai.

He also contacted Zhao Wang Liu Pengzu, who had always complained about me, seized the errors of my subordinates, and informed His Majesty through the first emperor, Mrs. Jia, that he was ready to kill me.

Now, His Majesty is hesitating. According to my understanding of His Majesty, I should be able to stomping for two more years, no more. "

"So, did you start planning for the old mother and children?"

Zhang Tang nodded and said: "My family is poor, and the two hundred golden cakes are still the rewards that your majesty saw me for doing this.

It does n’t matter if I die. After all, I ’m working for Your Majesty. No matter how guilty or guilty you have killed so many people, it ’s commonplace to injustice people, and now it ’s a matter of course.

It's about time for the rabbit to cook with the dead dog. The mother can't suffer, and the wife and children have no food or clothing? "

Zhang Tang has always had a clear understanding of his situation. Yunlang understands this point, but he did not expect that when he really faces things, Zhang Tang will be so calm and calm.

"Recently, my family's population has expanded so much, but I can't find a few managers who can reassure me.

Can you recommend me one or two? "

Yun Lang thought about it and decided not to participate in Zhang Tang's affairs. Zhang Tang was right. He killed too many people.

It can be said that the person who died injustice is the amount of fighting in the car. Under the general situation, there is no way for him like this to be spared.

Whoever helps him is to contend with the general trend. Mr. Sun said: The tide of history is vast, and those who succeed will live, and those who go against will die.

The words of these revolutionaries who have struggled for a lifetime must be heard, and they are all golden and good words. Zhang Tang belongs to those who are to be engulfed by the tide of history and cannot be saved.

However, his son Zhang Anshi was the eleven heroes of the Qilin Pavilion of the Emperor Hanxuan, and was cautious by nature. Liu Che ’s late official to Shang Shuling was a blessed person who reached the peak of his life and official position, even after Liu Che ’s death. Emperor Zhao and Emperor Xuan, who served as Qinglu Temple, General Wei, and Jue to Fupinghou in Guannei, must remain in the Yun Family anyway.

Zhang Tang was surprised by Yun Lang's words, and after a long while, he greeted Yun Lang sitting on the stone: "Is Yunhou not afraid of getting involved?"

Yun Lang smiled and said: "Of course I am afraid, if I am not afraid, I will help you. Now it seems that the consequences of helping you are too serious ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I had no choice but to compromise the two powers and let your son Come to my house to take care of things, read and study here, help me manage some things, exercise his love for the world, and support your mother.

When you are done, things have subsided, and then you can get this child into too much learning, and it depends on the skill you have taught over the years. "

Zhang Tang laughed at the sky when he heard Yun Lang ’s unrealistic words, and all the tears of laughter came out. After a while, he bowed to Yun Lang and said: "This gift is not for Yun Hou to help my son, only for Yun. Hou Shi still treats me with sincerity. "

Yun Lang said in earnest: "I told you, and I made friends with you, I only tell the truth, you Zhang Tang kills countless people, life is inevitable, you are not unlucky.

However, you are honest and frugal, and have been serving the public for many years. This is the blessing you have accumulated. It is impossible for you to be criticized by the family. This is why I will do my best to help your son. "

Zhang Tang laughed and said: "I am a son of a young official, a position of authority and three princes. Regardless of good and evil, the Huanghuang History Book will eventually be named. Now it is in deep danger. Even if it is killed, there is no regret.

Now that Yunhou has the heart, my son will come to Yunshi to be taught soon. "