Wei and Jin cooks

Today is the tenth day of February, and all the snow in the fields has melted. Although the sky is still chilly, we can already see buds of weeds in the fields, and the wheat in the wheat fields has turned green.

Walking on the ridge of the field, the wind blew in my face. Although it was still cool, I could feel the gentle and gentle wind, which was different from the harshness of the north wind.

Coupled with the sun shining, walking on the field ridge, the coldness was slowly dissipated, and the whole body began to feel warm.

With the wind blowing, Tao Wu couldn't help but feel better. It was hard for him to imagine that such good weather would lead to heavy rainstorms like Guo Pu said in the future, and even cause disasters that were rare in decades.

His trust in Guo Pu couldn't help but be shaken, "Do you think Guo Pu's prediction is accurate? There will be heavy rainstorms in spring? He also said that it will be spring and summer. Does this mean that there will be two months of heavy rains?"

Xia Houren was walking on a high and low field ridge when he accidentally stepped into a pit and said angrily: "Who knew that Guo Pu was also a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death? What he said may not be all true. When he was raped Wang Dun captured him, but he didn't even torture him. He simply said that King Langya had a destiny, and ran to Luoyang to join the general."

So do you think Guo Pu figured out that Zhao Hanzhang was the destined one?

The question rolled around on the tip of his tongue, but Taowu swallowed it silently without asking.

Xia Houren also tacitly ignored this topic and continued talking about natural disasters, "There is little rain in the north, the land is vast, and it rains in spring. The Yellow River is at the end of the dry season. Fu Shangshu has dredged it again. Even if there is a flood, it will be announced if it is really serious enough. The world? The disaster caused by the people's panic about food shortages may be even greater than the floods."

"Man-made disasters are never less harmful than natural disasters."

They were just afraid that the disaster caused by Zhao Hanzhang's wrong decision would be greater than the damage caused by the natural disaster itself.

Li Zheng stopped and looked back, and saw that the two of them were far behind again. He couldn't help but urge him, "You two young men, you should be faster. The sun is almost at its peak. We are going to do it today." It only takes two villages."

Tao Wu couldn't help it anymore, and after taking two steps, he asked, "Isn't my husband from Luoyang?"

"No, why, you look down on outsiders?" Li Zheng said: "My ancestral home is Bashu, but now I have settled in Luoyang."

Tao Wu quickly said that he didn't mean to look down on Li Zheng, he was just curious. In fact, when he spoke, he needed to exert great force to hear it.

Li Zheng walked forward with a vague thought, "I was picked up by the General himself on the road, and Li Zheng was also ordered by the General. I have picked up so many young people to study, but you two are the most troublesome..."

Thinking of this, Li Zheng couldn't help but stop and look back at the two of them, commenting: "He is also the oldest."

Xia Houren and Tao Wu:...

The two understood instantly. Tao Wu was thoughtful and asked, "Li Zheng, do you often have students come to study with you?"

"No, there are a lot of them, especially the students from Taixue. People come here every month."

Xia Houren: "Li Zheng, we are not students, we are officials."

"I have met a lot of officials. The officials from Sinong Temple and the Ministry of Industry often come to our countryside." Li Zheng was not afraid and commented: "My three favorite officials are the general, the general, and the general. Fu Shangshu, and Dr. Shen."

Xia Houren: "Shen Ruhui?"

"Yes, it's Dr. Shen, but it's a pity that he hasn't been here for a long time."

Xia Houren said: "He went to control the Yellow River and just returned to Beijing not long ago."

Li Zheng sighed, "Oh, the Yellow River is going to flood, isn't it? Which big river do you think will flood in spring? Everyone needs water for farming. Normally, it shouldn't flood."

Tao Wu perked up and asked, "Does Li Zheng also think there won't be heavy rain this year?"

"That's not necessarily true," Li Zheng said, "I'm from Bashu. I've only been in Luoyang for three years, and I already feel that there is less snow in winter. I asked several local elders and they all said that it will be rainy this spring and summer, so we need to plant more varieties. Plant more beans and less rice and wheat.”

Xia Houren and Tao Wu looked at each other and asked, "The imperial court also suggested this, but the villagers don't follow it?"

Li Zheng: "How can this sorghum be as delicious as rice and wheat flour? The yield of millet is too low. The old people say it rains, but what they say is not always correct, so not many people listen."

"And growing wheat and rice also requires water. Raining in spring is a good thing," Li Zheng sighed: "In autumn and winter, I advise everyone to plant less wheat. You see, these large tracts of wheat are still planted. ."

Xia Houren: "So everyone is planting a lot?"

"There are disobedient people, and there are also obedient people. There are still many people who have planted less wheat. Today we are trying to persuade those who are not very obedient," Li Zheng said: "The winter wheat has been planted. I think it will be better to plant it. It’s good. Anyway, the land given by the imperial court needs to be cultivated and it is enough for planting. I just need to plant less rice and more sorghum and millet.”

But they weren't going to listen to what was right.

"The sorghum can't be sold at a high price, and it doesn't taste good. The prices of wheat and rice in the city have increased in the past few days. I think it's a very good day. I went to the field to see that the wheat has turned green and is growing very well. ."

"Yes, I have inquired about it. Those wealthy nobles also grow wheat and rice. If you don't let us grow it, then they will make all the money."

"Is this a matter of making money?" Li Zheng stamped his feet, "This is a matter of saving lives. The general said that there will be a natural disaster. If you plant this rice, the water will wash it away."

Xia Houren and Tao Wu also advised, "The price of food in the city has skyrocketed because there is going to be a natural disaster, so we ask you to plant sorghum and millet to prevent disasters. Both sorghum and millet are resistant to waterlogging and may be able to survive in floods."

The villagers followed the good advice and said, "Okay, I will listen to you and we will plant sorghum."

Xia Houren and Tao Wu were relieved, thinking that the task was completed, but Li Zheng didn't move, his face still very unhappy, "How many acres will you plant?"

"Two acres of various kinds are enough to eat."

"It's enough to eat your shit," Li Zheng asked: "You just eat and don't pay. If you can't harvest the wheat and rice, how will you pay taxes?"

"The wheat will not be harvested. I have gone to the fields to see it. It is growing well. It will be harvested in two years." The villager said with anger coming out, pointing to the blue sky. Asked: "Does it look like rain to you? We are all plowing the fields and starting to store water to plow the fields and raise rice seedlings."

"Luoyang is not like Bashu. It rarely rains. How many times has it rained in spring in the three years we have been here?" The villager said, "Even if it rains twice as much, we are not afraid. It is just right, so as not to have to water for planting."

"Some old people in Luoyang have seen the sky. It will be rainy this year."

"Why didn't they notice the severe drought and locust plague the year before last?" asked the villagers. "When I asked about it at the time, they said the weather would be good, but half of the rice we planted was empty."

Xia Houren said in a deep voice: "The general and Guo Shenxian also said that it will be rainy this spring."

The villager paused and squatted on the ground without speaking for a long time. Finally, he said, "Okay, I will plant another three acres of sorghum and three acres of millet, but I still have to plant rice."

"Okay, okay, I won't stop you from planting," Li Zheng said, "Just plant less to avoid wasting seeds."

He added: "The fertilizer from retting should be given to sorghum and millet."

The villagers said yes, but had no intention of doing it.

Stubborn people, even if the sky falls above their heads, they will still firmly believe that the sky will not fall.