The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

North of Chang'an, Jingyang County.

The entire Jingyang County is north of the Jing River. In spring, the fields are full of farmers busy with spring plowing.

Li Fu was lying under a big tree at the end of the field, his back against a stone, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, frowning.

The housekeeper stood aside, waiting respectfully.

"Old Zhao."

"What do you want, young master?" The housekeeper stepped forward and bowed slightly.

"Every year, spring plowing requires water. I think that the life in the village has gradually improved in the past two years. We must solve this problem in the long run. It is not a solution to always fight with the neighboring village." Li Fu thought and said, "After the spring plowing, the canal construction will start. How can the crops die of drought by relying on the Jing River? Doesn't the Jing River have face?"

Old Zhao didn't think carefully about what kind of face a river needs, so he bowed and responded.

"Yes."

"But this year, we have the thundering methods of the young master, otherwise, the spring plowing would be delayed."

Since the young master woke up from his serious illness, he has always been strange.

However, it seems that in the past two years, it is not a bad thing.

Every year when the spring plowing comes, there is always a fight with the neighboring upstream village because of grabbing water, which may cause injuries or even deaths.

The government came, but there was nothing they could do. The two sides fought over the water, and it was unclear, so they just gave each of them 20 strokes of the board.

Speaking of grabbing water, the original owner of this body died in the fight for water...

When Li Fu took over this village, the village was poor. The tenants could not even have enough food to eat, and they had to support him as the master. Li Fu, who was born in the spring breeze and grew up under the red flag, had never seen such a scene.

The road to poverty alleviation is long and difficult.

After waking up for the first time, I saw the farmers in the village. The people in the village were so poor that they almost had to sell their pants. The whole village couldn't even raise a cow.

This village was left by the original owner's father who had never seen him. Since the original owner could remember, the orphan and his widowed mother lived in the village. Fortunately, the village had land and tenants, and the mother and son could barely make ends meet.

Later, the original owner's mother died of illness, so only the housekeeper Lao Zhao was left with the master.

However, after Li Fu woke up, in the two years since then, the people in the village had food to eat and clothes to wear, and they no longer had to live the kind of life where a family had to collect a set of clothes for one person to go out.

And in this year's spring plowing water grab battle, Li Fu did not take people to fight with them. The neighboring village intercepted the canal that connected the tributaries of the Jing River upstream, so Li Fu took people directly to the river in the dark at night and directly blew up the dam they had built with gunpowder.

This is better than getting killed in a fight.

The rumble last night was like thunder from the blue sky, which really scared the people around.

It is estimated that the people in the neighboring farm have not recovered yet. The people in the neighboring farm who were on duty there last night were all scared. When Li Fu ran with his men, they just stood there in a daze and didn't even chase him.

Not far away, a carriage slowly drove towards this side, with more than a dozen servants in front and behind the carriage.

"Which landlord is going out? Such a big scene, running into the field." Li Fu looked at the group of people in the distance.

Damn, it looks so rich. When I have money in the future, I will also make such a scene.

"I've never seen it before, but looking at this scene, I'm afraid it's not from Chang'an." Butler Zhao said, "Just looking at the carriage, it's not something that ordinary families can have. It's not uncommon for wealthy families in Chang'an to go out for an outing in March."

In the carriage, Li Yuan leaned on the cushion and looked at Pei Ji who was sitting next to him.

"Zuo Pushe, you said this morning that there was a rumor that there was a thunder in the ground around here last night, and a stone tablet was blown out. Did you listen to the slander? Why didn't I see people talking about it all the way?"

"Your Majesty, the matter of the stone tablet is particularly important. As soon as I heard about it, I sent someone to check the authenticity of it. After seeing the stone tablet, I felt that this matter was important and should be reported to Your Majesty. I heard that the words engraved on the stone tablet are not simple. It must be a good omen from heaven."

"Good omen?" Li Yuan stroked his beard and laughed.

When you get old, you like to hear nice words. Good omen? Auspicious signs are good.

"Yes, it is an auspicious sign. I have sent people to surround the area. Before your Majesty sees it, no one is allowed to spread it. Since it is an auspicious sign, your Majesty must know it first."

"Hahahaha, you." Li Yuan smiled and shook his head.

Pei Ji has been by his side for quite a few years, which is very much to his liking. Therefore, even when he has reached the age of retirement, Li Yuan still keeps him by his side and gives him a high position and generous salary.

Pei Ji lifted the curtain beside him, and then said to the man riding a horse beside the carriage.A servant made a gesture, and the servant understood, nodded, and then rode away first.

Under the tree in the distance, Li Fu looked at the group of people. Turning a corner, they headed towards the Pei family farm next door.

"Old Zhao, do you think the noise we made last night attracted the owner of the Chang'an City?" Li Fu asked.

"No way? We acted very neatly last night, leaving no traces at all." Butler Zhao said, "But even if their owner comes, we are not afraid, they can't find us."

After the dynamite exploded, they ran away without leaving any traces. Even if there were slight traces of gunpowder, the river water washed them away all night and they disappeared long ago.

Li Fu had no idea that because of what happened last night, the Pei family reported it to the owner of Chang'an City, and Pei Ji took this opportunity to flatter the emperor.

The river channel was blown up, and something strange happened. The news was sent to Chang'an City overnight. Pei Ji was old and was doing something happy with his concubine, but he was disturbed by the news.

But in a moment, a plan came to mind.

He asked someone to dig out the stone slabs in the lake in the backyard overnight, engraved words on them, and transported them to the farm. He dug a pit directly by the river and threw the stone into the pit.

In these years, Pei Ji has been by Li Yuan's side, and he has tried his best to please Li Yuan. The honor and favor of the Pei family all depend on this emperor.

Li Yuan took a carriage to the Pei family's farm. After getting off the carriage, he saw vitality everywhere, and he couldn't help but feel in a good mood.

"Zuo Pushe, your manor is great. The people live and work in peace and contentment. It would be great if the people of the Tang Dynasty could be like the people in your manor."

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. I am honored by your majesty and I know that your majesty always cares about the people. I may not be able to do anything else, but I can manage my own manor and ensure that the people in the manor have food and clothing. This is all thanks to your majesty's benevolent rule."

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