The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 991 The Agreement between Li Jing and the Red Lady (seeking a subscription for a ticket)

Li Jing stared blankly at the letter in his hand. It was an autograph by Gu Da, the chief governor of Jiaozhou Dudu Mansion.

The content in the letter was written in great detail, to the effect that your son Li Dezhang jumped here.

He said that he was going south to Linyi to go to the usual three-cropped rice seed. Although Gu was trying his best to persuade your son.

But the child was too stubborn and quietly took his brothers away from Jiaozhou all the way south.

Later, after a full 20 days, Li Dezheng only returned. When he returned, he not only brought back several thousand kilograms of rice, which is said to be ripe for three seasons a year.

He also brought a few families of Han Chinese who planted this kind of rice, and asked Gu Da to try planting in Jiaozhou.

In desperation, Gu Da had no choice but to agree to Li Dejiu's request.

As for whether this kind of rice can be planted for three seasons, he Gu can't guarantee, but Li Dezheng and the Han people he brought back are very sure.

Therefore, Gu specially sent a letter to his former boss and Eungong to inform him about one or two.

Anyway, if your son wants to be a farmer here, I can't help it, but you can rest assured that he is safe and safe here.

When he finishes tossing and feels boring, he will send someone to **** Li Dezheng back to Chang'an.

Dressed in red, I don't know when he came to Li Jing's body. A slender hand picked up the letter.

Her long eyebrows are as sharp as a sword, just like her character.

Seeing his wife read the letter carefully, Li Jing sighed tiredly.

After reading this letter, the corners of the red lady's mouth raised happily, and she saw her husband's helpless look.

He stretched out his hand and carefully massaged his husband's shoulders and said.

"Unexpectedly, Jiro actually found those three crops of rice to cultivate."

Hearing this, Li Jing couldn't help groaning.

"That kid may have been fooled by those Lin Yi country people. If Lin Yi country really has this kind of rice that can be grown for three crops at one year old, why not give it to me Datang?"

The red lady couldn't help but curled her lips, and tapped her husband's forehead that was already covered with wrinkles.

"Husband, do you think Lin Yiguo is sincerely convinced of my Datang? He doesn't believe me."

"That being said, the old man always feels that the three-season rice is simply nonsense."

"It's just a stunned kid like Erlang who thinks that thing is real."

"Oh?" The red lady looked at the grumbling husband, her mouth raised slightly.

"What if it's true?"

Li Jing just raised his head and looked at the beautiful wife standing behind him.

She gently held her hand and slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose.

"If it is true, then the old man will no longer bother about him."

"But what if it doesn't?"

"If not, the concubine promised to her husband that she would keep this kid under your nose and let him get married soon, how about?"

"A word is settled!" Li Jing smiled and raised his slap.

The Red Lady couldn't help but smile, and stretched out her palms. After summing them up, she shook hands with her palms again...

#####

At the end of February in the north, the greenery finally appeared, and the annoying chill finally disappeared.

However, Lili's spring rain seemed to be mixed with a touch of the misty and rainy colors of the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, the southernmost part of the Datang Empire, outside Jiaozhou City, the governor of the Jiaozhi Metropolitan Government, made people mistakenly believe that they had come to the fruitful but pitiful autumn day.

The three crops of rice in more than 1,700 acres of rice fields are already golden at this moment.

Compared with the surrounding greenery. In the sun, it looks so dazzling and eye-catching.

Whether it is Governor Gu Da, the highest military and political leader of Jiaozhou Capital Governor's Mansion, or Lu Zhizhou, who is in charge of governing local civil affairs.

They all stood in front of the vast rice field, watching the excited farmers, happily harvesting the mature rice.

Every time the sickle goes down, there will be mature rice falling down, and then it will be copied into a trapped one, reaching the hands of the men who are threshing.

Those threshing men just picked up the golden rice and slapped it hard against the edge of the big bucket.

Through such savage beating, the golden grains got rid of the shackles and fell into the huge wooden bucket.

There are also children and old people walking in the already dry rice fields, picking up the ears or grains that have fallen in the rice fields.

Gu Da, a soldier from the north, raised his head and glanced at the Lieyang, seeing the harvest scene in front of him, and he was really full of emotion.

"To be able to see a good harvest in such a season, Gu is really..."

Lu Zhizhou nodded. As an official from a graduate school background, he smiled like a kind old farmer at this moment.

"What the governor said is extremely true, so why not subordinate officials? It was the first time I saw a bumper harvest at the end of this spring."

"Listen to what the old man said, in another month or so, you can plant seeds again..."

"By the way, what about Young Master Li, why didn't the lower officials see him?"

Gu Da happily pointed to the group of tall, black-faced men in the busy crowd ahead.

These burly men are threshing millet, after all, the big guys are all rangers, and they have strength.

Gu Da satisfactorily looked at the benefactor's youngest son, this kid is simply his own big lucky star.

Gu Da was very uneasy at the beginning. After all, he cooked three times a year, and it was too shocking to say it.

But he didn't worry about being afraid for too long, when he saw the rice start to ear in the farmland with his own eyes.

Gu Da and the entire Jiaozhou officialdom, including those Jiaozhou people, almost went crazy.

Afterwards, both soldiers and ordinary people worked harder and harder to reclaim this huge plain in Jiaozhou.

"By the way, Lu Zhizhou, how much farmland can be cultivated by April?"

"As of the end of last month, the general governor has reclaimed 200,000 mu of land, and in the first half of this month, the industry has reclaimed almost 80,000 mu."

"Wait until the farming season in April, I'm afraid it can grow to almost 500,000 mu."

"Moreover, the land in Jiaozhou is very fertile, and the rivers are densely covered, and the river mud is used as fertilizer. The output of these newly cultivated fields will not be bad."

"It's just the general governor. We are already short of manpower. Among the several states in the Annan governor's mansion, the only state in Jiaozhou is Zhongzhou."

"But there are only 20,000 households, only more than 117,000 mouths, and only 30,000 young people..."

Gu Da's face couldn't help but look a little hard, but soon, he cheered up.

Only a year can be used for three seasons, if your majesty is a little bit sensible, he will definitely understand the importance of this Jiaozhou Dudu Mansion.

(End of this chapter)

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The First Family of the Tang Dynasty-Chapter 991: The Agreement between Li Jing and the Red Lady

2021-03-22 Author: clearing up

Chapter 991 The Agreement between Li Jing and the Red Lady (seeking a subscription for a ticket)

Li Jing stared blankly at the letter in his hand. It was an autograph by Gu Da, the chief governor of Jiaozhou Dudu Mansion.

The content in the letter was written in great detail, to the effect that your son Li Dezhang jumped here.

He said that he was going south to Linyi to go to the usual three-cropped rice seed. Although Gu was trying his best to persuade your son.

But the child was too stubborn and quietly took his brothers away from Jiaozhou all the way south.

Later, after a full 20 days, Li Dezheng only returned. When he returned, he not only brought back several thousand kilograms of rice, which is said to be ripe for three seasons a year.

He also brought a few families of Han Chinese who planted this kind of rice, and asked Gu Da to try planting in Jiaozhou.

In desperation, Gu Da had no choice but to agree to Li Dejiu's request.

As for whether this kind of rice can be planted for three seasons, he Gu can't guarantee, but Li Dezheng and the Han people he brought back are very sure.

Therefore, Gu specially sent a letter to his former boss and Eungong to inform him about one or two.

Anyway, if your son wants to be a farmer here, I can't help it, but you can rest assured that he is safe and safe here.

When he finishes tossing and feels boring, he will send someone to **** Li Dezheng back to Chang'an.

Dressed in red, I don't know when he came to Li Jing's body. A slender hand picked up the letter.

Her long eyebrows are as sharp as a sword, just like her character.

Seeing his wife read the letter carefully, Li Jing sighed tiredly.

After reading this letter, the corners of the red lady's mouth raised happily, and she saw her husband's helpless look.

He stretched out his hand and carefully massaged his husband's shoulders and said.

"Unexpectedly, Jiro actually found those three crops of rice to cultivate."

Hearing this, Li Jing couldn't help groaning.

"That kid may have been fooled by those Lin Yi country people. If Lin Yi country really has this kind of rice that can be grown for three crops at one year old, why not give it to me Datang?"

The red lady couldn't help but curled her lips, and tapped her husband's forehead that was already covered with wrinkles.

"Husband, do you think Lin Yiguo is sincerely convinced of my Datang? He doesn't believe me."

"That being said, the old man always feels that the three-season rice is simply nonsense."

"It's just a stunned kid like Erlang who thinks that thing is real."

"Oh?" The red lady looked at the grumbling husband, her mouth raised slightly.

"What if it's true?"

Li Jing just raised his head and looked at the beautiful wife standing behind him.

She gently held her hand and slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth rose.

"If it is true, then the old man will no longer bother about him."

"But what if it doesn't?"

"If not, the concubine promised to her husband that she would keep this kid under your nose and let him get married soon, how about?"

"A word is settled!" Li Jing smiled and raised his slap.

The Red Lady couldn't help but smile, and stretched out her palms. After summing them up, she shook hands with her palms again...

#####

At the end of February in the north, the greenery finally appeared, and the annoying chill finally disappeared.

However, Lili's spring rain seemed to be mixed with a touch of the misty and rainy colors of the south of the Yangtze River.

At this moment, the southernmost part of the Datang Empire, outside Jiaozhou City, the governor of the Jiaozhi Metropolitan Government, made people mistakenly believe that they had come to the fruitful but pitiful autumn day.

The three crops of rice in more than 1,700 acres of rice fields are already golden at this moment.

Compared with the surrounding greenery. In the sun, it looks so dazzling and eye-catching.

Whether it is Governor Gu Da, the highest military and political leader of Jiaozhou Capital Governor's Mansion, or Lu Zhizhou, who is in charge of governing local civil affairs.

They all stood in front of the vast rice field, watching the excited farmers, happily harvesting the mature rice.

Every time the sickle goes down, there will be mature rice falling down, and then it will be copied into a trapped one, reaching the hands of the men who are threshing.

Those threshing men just picked up the golden rice and slapped it hard against the edge of the big bucket.

Through such savage beating, the golden grains got rid of the shackles and fell into the huge wooden bucket.

There are also children and old people walking in the already dry rice fields, picking up the ears or grains that have fallen in the rice fields.

Gu Da, a soldier from the north, raised his head and glanced at the Lieyang, seeing the harvest scene in front of him, and he was really full of emotion.

"To be able to see a good harvest in such a season, Gu is really..."

Lu Zhizhou nodded. As an official from a graduate school background, he smiled like a kind old farmer at this moment.

"What the governor said is extremely true, so why not subordinate officials? It was the first time I saw a bumper harvest at the end of this spring."

"Listen to what the old man said, in another month or so, you can plant seeds again..."

"By the way, what about Young Master Li, why didn't the lower officials see him?"

Gu Da happily pointed to the group of tall, black-faced men in the busy crowd ahead.

These burly men are threshing millet, after all, the big guys are all rangers, and they have strength.

Gu Da satisfactorily looked at this benefactor's youngest son~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This kid is simply his own great star.

Gu Da was very uneasy at the beginning. After all, he cooked three times a year, and it was too shocking to say it.

But he didn't worry about being afraid for too long, when he saw the rice start to ear in the farmland with his own eyes.

Gu Da and the entire Jiaozhou officialdom, including those Jiaozhou people, almost went crazy.

Afterwards, both soldiers and ordinary people worked harder and harder to reclaim this huge plain in Jiaozhou.

"By the way, Lu Zhizhou, how much farmland can be cultivated by April?"

"As of the end of last month, the general governor has reclaimed 200,000 mu of land, and in the first half of this month, the industry has reclaimed almost 80,000 mu."

"Wait until the farming season in April, I'm afraid it can grow to almost 500,000 mu."

"Moreover, the land in Jiaozhou is very fertile, and the rivers are densely covered, and the river mud is used as fertilizer. The output of these newly cultivated fields will not be bad."

"It's just the general governor. We are already short of manpower. Among the several states in the Annan governor's mansion, the only state in Jiaozhou is Zhongzhou."

"But there are only 20,000 households, only more than 117,000 mouths, and only 30,000 young people..."

Gu Da's face couldn't help but look a little hard, but soon, he cheered up.

Only a year can be used for three seasons, if your majesty is a little bit sensible, he will definitely understand the importance of this Jiaozhou Dudu Mansion.

(End of this chapter)