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Chapter 78 The Glory of Qian Shao Shao

The first crop of wheat on the grassland has finally matured.

It's just sparsely grown, with countless weeds in the middle, and some proud dog's tail grasses are unreasonable with their fluffy tails mocking the low wheat.

Liu Yuhe's face was full of smiles, and he flicked the low wheat with his hands and said to the serious-faced Zhang Guozhu: "There is a harvest!"

Zhang Guozhu sighed and said, "This is to plant one gourd and harvest two scoops."

Liu Yuhe smiled and said: "Guozhu, it is a good thing that the first crop of grain can grow on the raw soil. This year, it seems that there is still hope for 100 catties of wheat per acre. Although it is a little deflated, wheat is wheat, and even the skin is eaten. good stuff."

Zhang Guozhu looked at the endless wheat field and said to Liu Yuhe: "You know, we can only take 30% of the grain that grows on this field."

Li Yuhe didn't care about the proportional relationship mentioned by Zhang Guozhu, and walked in the wheat field and said happily: "30% of the grain can be eaten until the beginning of spring next year."

Zhang Guozhu asked in a puzzled way: "How are you going to live when the green and yellow are not picked up?"

Liu Yuhe squeezed his eyes and smiled at Zhang Guozhu: "What are you dissatisfied with after being hungry for half a year? This wheat has already turned yellow and can't be dried anymore. Take advantage of the moisture in the wheat and give it to the Mongolians to pay back the amount. a bit more."

Zhang Guozhu smiled and said, "Are you going to give the damp wheat to the Mongolians?"

Liu Yuhe squatted on the ridge and smiled happily, his dark, wrinkled old face revealed the honest cunning of the old farmer.

"These Mongolians are clubs!

They started patrolling this wheat field on horseback from the time the wheat spit out the ears. Guozhu, after we harvest the wheat, do you think those Mongolians can wait for us to dry the wheat?

This year's wheat did not grow well, and the wheat grains were dry. After we thinned a part of it and dried it thoroughly, it was all bad wheat. Does the wheat that hasn't been dried look plump?

We can keep the stale wheat and give the unseasoned wheat to the Mongolians. Can we leave some more?

These people, grazing may be a good hand. When it comes to planting crops, what are they not a club?

You see, when the old man was harvesting the wheat on which piece of land a few days ago, he smashed the best wheat into his pocket and buried it in the ground. After the Mongols left, I would take it back. In six days, we would get it. Almost twenty catties of wheat.

This method is used by all of us. Even if the Mongolians are harsh, we may be able to get back 50% of the wheat in the end. "

Zhang Guozhu sighed and said: "Don't go too far. After being discovered by Jian Slave, you may lose your head."

"How can Jiannu know? This is a big guy's business, who would shake his own business?"

Zhang Guozhu said: "Liu Bingxiang will meet!"

Liu Yuhe spit out and said, "Is this **** person worthy of being a human? The wife was ruined to death by others, and she didn't even dare to let go of a fart.

His three sons are also soft, knowing howling there, making the Mongols sleep and being whipped with a whip. The body of their old mother was dragged away by the Mongols on horses and thrown into the wilderness to feed the wolves without saying a word.

I really don’t know how Liu Bingxiang, a beast, taught his son. Yesterday, I had a face to show off the meat and bones that the Mongols gave him... Bah! What a dog. "

"When doing things, you must not let Liu Bingxiang know."

"Why, now our dogs ignore him."

Leaving the wheat field with Liu Yuhe, Zhang Guozhu met Mongolians riding horses with seven or eight strokes along the way. Although he did not understand what they were talking about, in short, he seemed beaming and seemed very satisfied with the current output.

The Mongols sometimes grow a little barley.

However, their method of planting highland barley is completely harvested every day.

When spring comes, use wooden sticks to pound a few holes in the ground, then throw the highland barley in, and then cover with soil, the crops are even planted.

After that, I don't care about it anymore. I will check it out when I have to move the pasture in autumn. I have harvested the ears of highland barley and taken away. There is no harvest and I am not disappointed.

So, how can you be unhappy when you see such a large piece of wheat-grown land?

"Zhang Guozhu of Dog Day, stop for Lao Tzu!"

Zhang Guozhu heard Liu Bingxiang's nasty voice again, and stopped to look at Liu Bingxiang, who was naked and wrapped in an old sheepskin jacket.

"Don't think I don't know what you did!"

Zhang Guozhu looked at Liu Bingxiang's greasy and dirty face and said, "What have we done?"

"I don't care what you did. In short, if you steal the Mongolian master's wheat, I will tell the Mongolian master to tie you behind the horse and drag you to death."

Zhang Guozhu said lightly: "Did you find your wife's bones?"

When Liu Bingxiang heard these words, he was like an old dog whose tail was stepped on. He immediately jumped up and pointed to Zhang Guozhu and said, "This is Lao Tzu’s housework. You can’t control it. I'm going to tell the Mongolian master that you steal it. wheat."

After speaking, he ran towards the yurt in the distance barefoot.

"How can people live like this!"

Liu Yuhe patted his thigh heavily and squatted on the ground, lamenting that Liu had a disgusting person.

Zhang Guozhu looked at Liu Bingxiang who was going away and smiled slightly. If he hadn't kept this person as a negative example for all the refugees, this person would have died countless times.

It's alright now. Without a Da Ming person paying attention to him, he seems to have become even more hysterical. No matter what he lives, he must wipe out the hope of others for a good life.

The more he bounced, the more lucky Daming refugees became wary of the Mongols, and the more they alienated Liu Bingxiang's family.

Since it was the busy farming season, Bao Chengxian, the governor of Jianzhou who stayed in Guihua City, finally let go and let a large number of young people who participated in the construction of the city return to their settlements to harvest wheat.

After the five hundred cavalry in Zhuo La Jiala's hand, less than three hundred remained after this long battle for more than half a year.

Since Bao Chengxian has gathered the Mongolian army in Batlmering, he has more than six thousand Mongolian cavalry under his command.

Because there were three thousand Mongolian cavalry under his command, Bao Chengxian was greatly praised by Emperor Huang Taiji of the Qing Dynasty. The cavalry under his command was also recruited into the newly established Eight Banners Mongolia. Bao Chengxian himself became the first Ming to occupy Lazhangjing. Surrender.

In terms of military status, Bao Chengxian can finally stand in the same position as Zhuo La Jiala.

Zhuo La Jiala has asked Sheng Jing countless times to give him five more Niu Lu, which can be used to control the area of ​​Guihua City within a 500-mile radius.

Huang Taiji believes that every Jianzhou warrior should have a more important role, and if the vast Mongolian grasslands can be supervised by a small number of Jianzhou warriors, the use of the largest number of Mongolians would be the best choice.

Therefore, Huang Taiji ordered to refute all kinds of slanders against Bao Chengxian in Zhuo La Jiala's memorial, and even ordered Zhuo La Jiala to focus on Bao Chengxian in the construction of Guihua City.

Bao Chengxian, who was rewarded by Huang Taiji, was confident about this. Seeing that the crops in the fields are about to be harvested, he is ambitious to increase the number of Mongolian cavalry to 6,000 in the next year. If possible, he plans to increase the number of Mongolian cavalry to 6,000 in the next three years. The number of Mongolian cavalry under his staff reached 10,000, and the first Mongolian cavalry squad was established.

Therefore, with the support of Bao Chengxian and the crazy armament support of Zhangjiakou merchants, Batel Merlin once again raised the flag of rebelling against the Mongolian princes and sent countless riders to declare to everyone on the Mongolian grasslands that they wanted to live a good life. If you come to Battle Merlin and want to avoid exploitation by Mongolian princes and own your own pasture, then come under the banner of Battle Merlin.

Qian Shaoshao is sitting on a blanket ~www.wuxiahere.com~ He is holding a gold cup studded with rubies, and the gold cup is filled with blood-red wine. There is a faint sound of ice cubes colliding with each other as the wrists turn lightly. ring.

Batel Merlin took off his mask, knelt down at Qian Shaoshao's feet religiously, and reported in a very low voice: "The master's purpose has been achieved.

The light of the master's wisdom will shine on the grassland.

The master's fame will also be taken far away by the goshawk.

Wherever the owner's horseshoe goes, there will be no blocker.

Saffron will be covered under the owner's hoof.

Every beautiful prairie girl only thinks of the master's appearance in her heart! "

Qian Shaoshao held the gold cup and yawned: "One and one, the glory of one and one belongs to a Yunzhao person after all.

When you read the scriptures in the future, remember to bring him with you, otherwise, he will be jealous of me. "