Dai Can defeated his father

"Uncle Tang......"

Qin Xiaoman shook his head when he saw Dr. Tang, knowing that this was hopeless.

He looked at the figure on the castle tower who was still playing the piano.

"Xiyue didn't want to see the prince she was thinking about, why did she kill herself when she saw it?"

he didn't understand.

"Qin Xiaoman, I really didn't wronged you when I said that you were a straw bag who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it.

Xiao Chengliang snorted coldly and mocked.

"The famous song "Dissecting the Heart" is played on the city tower, which is about a woman who collaborated with the enemy and affected her husband, and her husband dissected her heart and liver to prove her innocence, that is to say, the meaning of drawing a line with this woman. "

This woman with a broken arm is dressed up in fancy clothes, ready to go to the mine to do a big job, but I didn't expect to hit the pillar and die after listening to a song, literati kill people without blood, it really opened my eyes."

Xiao Chengliang glanced at the direction of the city tower, and casually took out a piece of silver from his waist and threw it to the officials.

"A man dies like a lamp goes out, so dig a pit and fill her in.

"Who do you command...... It turned out to be Qin Gongzi's carriage, disrespectful and disrespectful, the little one immediately found a mat to fill her, and it won't hinder your eyes. The

officer's change of face made Qin Xiaoman confirm his previous guess.

Xiyue deliberately appeared at this time, and it was indeed arranged by the county lady to let him personally come to see Xiyue off.

Unexpectedly.

It was Wang Yaohui who really sent the last trip to Xiyue.

"Xiao Daxia, let's go.

Qin Xiaoman took a deep look at Wang Yaohui, who was still playing on the city tower, through the car window, and stroked the books he was carrying, a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Next, it was his turn to give Wang Yaohui a ride.

"Drive!"

the carriage walked past the inn and slowly drove out of the city.

......

On the castle tower.

Wang Yaohui played "Dissecting the Heart" three times in a row, until the strings of the "hum" were broken, then he stopped and looked in the direction of the post station.

"Childe, Miss Cherishing the Moon...... The pillar hit itself. "

It's a pity, when I first met her that day, I deliberately designed a good story of hooligan harassment and hero saving beauty, I thought she would be a good chess piece, but I couldn't even get a Qin Xiaoman, and I put myself in it. "

Oiran has lost an arm, and it is useless to him.

Originally, he didn't want to come, but his father specially reminded him that Zhang County ordered a thorough investigation of Xiyue's relationship network, worried that Qin Xiaoman's original change in the receipt of grain arrears would one day let Xiyue bite it out and become a stain on his body.

Therefore, this woman who is obsessed with him must be eradicated!"

Wang Yaohui's eyes flashed with the beautiful face of the flower that always looked up to him with a look of adoration, and he clenched his fists unwillingly.

It's not to blame him, if it's to blame, it's Qin Xiaoman!"

"Is the holly that Ruan Meng said on the carriage?"

Wang Yaohui just briefly grieved for Xiyue's death, and then changed the topic.

"In. After receiving an

accurate answer, Wang Yaohui smiled coldly, with murderous intent on his face.

"The poem sent by Holly last night, remember to find a scholar with the same handwriting as the paper to memorize the poem backwards, and at the poetry meeting held next month, I must personally expose the truth of Qin Xiaoman's ghostwriting!"

As long as there is evidence of Qin Xiaoman's ghostwriting, knowing that Qin Xiaoman can't write poems, he can overturn the results of the day's poems.

"This time, I not only want to discredit Qin Xiaoman, but also let him and Zhang County Ling bear the name of bullying the king!"

Wang Yaohui is determined to win.

......

Gulu Gulu~~

The carriage drove away from the official road in the face of the rising sun.

Qin Xiaoman looked out the window.

Outside, the rice fields are connected, the golden grains are slightly swaying in the light, the low houses are hidden in them, and the smoke wafts upward, as if driving into a pastoral scenery map, let him be in it, very comfortable.

"Wanghuh!" a

dozen half-man-tall black and yellow dogs roamed along the ditch, patrolling their territory, barking twice at the sight of the carriage passing by.

Qin Xiaoman's gaze shifted from them, and the corner of his eye fell on a two-meter-tall cyan boundary monument on the side of the road.

It is marked with "Qin" in vermilion characters.

In his memory, from this boundary monument to the East Qin family, there are eight Zhuangzi and 20,000 acres of paddy fields, and the rice that can be seen in front of him is all his family.

"This is only 20,000 acres of paddy fields, and if 100,000 acres are joined together, it looks even more spectacular.

Qin Xiaoman sighed.

"Childe, what came over just now is the Fang family's paddy field, and when it becomes an idle field, it will be ours to raise geese and ducks.

Yueji looked at the heavy ears of grain outside and smiled happily.

Even Dr. Tang, who has always been cold, is full of joy of a bumper harvest on his face.

The people take food as the sky, and food is the first thing.

The issue of food is, and should be, the most important issue at all times and in all places.

Without a stable source of food, if you don't even have enough to eat, everything else is empty talk.

"Childe, the steward of Zhuangzi said that this year's ears of grain are very large, and one acre of land can harvest half a stone of grain. "

One stone is fifty-three kilograms, and half a stone is only fifty pounds.

Doesn't sound like much.

However, the planting technology here is still in a rather backward stage, and the total grain output of one mu of land is less than three stones, that is, three hundred catties.

After the grain is harvested, the tax is counted and paid.

After deducting 30 percent of the tax grain, the remaining 70 percent of 200 catties is the total harvest of the landlords and tenants.

The grain yield in the Rongzhou area is high, and the proportion is 82 kai.

In addition to giving the tenants what they deserve, the Qin family will also secretly give the tenants more than one percent for many reasons such as rewards.

Rao is like this, and the grain that finally falls into the hands of the tenants is only about sixty catties per acre of land, that is, more than one stone of grain.

Therefore, in order to make ends meet, each tenant will plant at least ten acres of land.

A prosperous family will even buy 34 acres, and all the income will be counted on farming.

This is true not only in Fuyang and Rongzhou, but also in the entire Great Qianchao.

Therefore, when a natural disaster occurs, the first victims are these peasants who work hard to grow food, but in the end they cannot eat.

Qin Xiaoman thought of the 100,000 stone gambling contract, and felt that he was scolded by the tenant as a loser, which was not wronged.

Thinking of those literati compared to poetry, hundreds of stones of grain won or lost.

If it weren't for the ban on gambling issued by Zhang County, he would have wanted to hold another poetry conference on the spot, shake a group of people to listen to him read "Three Hundred Tang Poems", and raise a sum of money for it.

"Huh~~"

The carriage slowly stopped.

Not far away, you can see that there is the only blue brick building in the vicinity halfway up the mountain, which is the Qin family's manor in this area.

It is planted with the melons, fruits and vegetables that the owner's family loves to eat, and some live creatures such as chickens, ducks, geese and fish are raised, and there is a special steward responsible for taking care of it, which is a good place to escape the heat.

Qin Xiaoman came many times, glanced at it roughly, and got familiar with the environment and got into the carriage.

"Childe, it's been a hard journey.

The steward Qin Dazhu took the lead in handing over a pot of tea and poured it for everyone with a smile on his face.

The green tea brewed from the natural spring water has a strange sweetness that makes you feel refreshed when you drink it.

"Childe, you go to Zhuangzi to rest first......

" "No, it's not too early, give me the sickle, and I'll give you a sample first." "

Qin Xiaoman is not here to escape the summer like before.

He's here to get down to business.

"Sample?" Qin

Dazhu showed a confused expression.

"Didn't my father tell you that about 30% of the rice stubble should be left for me to raise geese and ducks when harvesting rice this time?"

Qin Xiaoman's words made the smile on Qin Dazhu's face instantly stiffen.

"Childe, if you keep such a long rice stubble, it will be troublesome to put away the rice, and the goose and duck have not grown up, and they can't run out of the paddy field without leaving the rice stubble.

Qin Dazhu almost said that he took off his pants and farted, which was too much.

"In addition to raising geese and ducks, I also want to store water to raise some fish and shrimp, and it is not easy to run ......away when there is rice stubble to store water,"

Qin Xiaoman saw that Qin Dazhu still disagreed when he heard his explanation, and simply resorted to the killer plan that had been prepared a long time ago.