Ye Chang didn't care about this.

It was indeed him who pulled the old official into the water. The old official hated him for something that was inevitable. If he did something that was sorry to others, he would not even be grateful to others.

"You can say it now, right?" Ye Chang said again.

"It's okay to say it, so what can you do if you know it? It's just waiting for death. If you are lucky, it's just embarrassing. If you are not lucky, it's a loss of life." The old official sneered: "How many months is it now, have you ever calculated?"

"Isn't it June?"

Ye Chang set out from Luoyang City in mid-April. He was mentally prepared for the difficulties of the journey, but it took him more than a month to arrive at his destination, which still surprised him by the difficulties in transportation at this time and was also worried about the supply of the Tang army.

"It's only ten days now, which is the wheat harvest season." The old official said resentfully: "Do you know that every year when the wheat harvest is coming, when the Quanrong invades a large-scale invasion, they come here and do not do anything else. They just cut off our 6,000 hectares of farmland. If they can't be cut off, they will set fire."

Ye Chang was stunned: This is what happened

"Nurong spies are active now. You met them on the first day of your arrival. What do you think these spies are coming to see if our wheat is ripe?"

"Just wait for the officers and soldiers to sit and watch them?"

"What are your plans? The Quanrong came in one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand, for a long time or even four hundred thousand, and there were many cavalry coming and going like the wind. What can the officers and soldiers do? They just guard the city and watch them take away the wheat." The old official said: "Do you know that the most famous battle of the general? It was when Tianbao Yuanzai, the Quanrong plundered and seized wheat. Qi Zanpuzi led the crowd to force the city. No one dared to go out of the city to invite the battle. The King's general led a single army to break the formation and killed Qi Zanpuzi..."

This was the most proud battle for the king. However, although he killed Quanrong Zanpuzi in that battle, he still did not regain his wheat. The six thousand hectares of wheat fields were mostly used for Quanrong people every year.

Even so, I had to plant it - as Ye Chang was worried, it was too difficult to transport supplies here. The Tang army could harvest half or even one-third of them, which could reduce a lot of logistics pressure.

Ye Chang saw Wang’s military power with his own eyes. At that time, he felt that the Tang Dynasty must have had an absolute advantage here. Only then did he realize that the situation on the border was not as simple as he imagined.

Suddenly, he felt that he understood why Li Longji had to throw him here - it wasn't that he really wanted his life. Li Longji's emperor had no need to worry about his life. Instead, he was dissatisfied with his border plan, so he let him experience the gap between theory and facts.

Marriage, embrace tenderness, pressure, and extermination... What strategy to use to deal with it depends on the specific situation. If you blindly pressurize high pressure, you will only hurt the soldiers of the national strength.

This may be what Li Longji wanted him to know, but Ye Chang still disagreed. Being kind and being kind must be moderate, and being married is completely undesirable.

Since this is the case, I have to do something on this frontier, so that Li Longji can do better besides his methods.

At the same time, in Chang'an City, Li Longji pulled the insect girl up with a smile.

"Twenty-nine mother, you are good at praying and blessings. Even the imperial concubine said hello... Tell me, what reward do you want? Or, I will give you a princess?"

The insect girl's small head was hanging down. When she heard Li Longji's words, she shook her head vigorously: "Respect your father and respect your wife, it is the duty of a son. How dare you ask for any reward?"

Li Longji laughed out loud.

Although the cuckold girl has the identity of a princess, she has never been given a title. In the past, it was because Li Longji was suspicious of this premature baby: one was to suspect that she was not her biological daughter, and the other was to suspect that she was an ominous sign. But now it is different. As she grows older, the wrinkled clowns have now stretched more and more. In addition to her hair slightly yellow and her eyes are marily blue, the rest of the time, with obvious characteristics of the Li family.

Moreover, his originally autistic and introverted personality has changed a lot in the past two years and has become more and more charming and cute.

Of course, Li Longji knew who brought her the change.

"You little girl, you are cunning. You dare not want it if you don't want it, right?" he asked.

The insect girl smiled and agreed.

"I am the emperor, I will do what you say... Just say whatever you want."

"My son...My son is interested in the great way. I heard that practicing Wu Ye Chang's meticulous channel method is willing to worship him as my teacher." After confirming that his father was not lying to her, the insect girl boldly said, "Please call him back to the capital."

When Li Longji heard this, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and his cold and suspicious eyes replaced him.

Under this gaze, the insect girl was trembling with a pale face, and she went from being so cute that she had just become frightened. In an instant, she seemed to have returned to before she met Ye Chang.

"Is Ye Chang asking you to ask me?"

"No...no, but I'm afraid that he will suffer in the border..."

Li Longji believed that the cuckold girl would not dare to lie to him, which made his expression slightly relieved.

As long as it is not a collusion in the palace, it is good that although the insect girl is young, she has an idea. She thinks that Ye Chang is approaching her and is afraid that Ye Chang will be affected by the border, which is natural.

"Don't worry about him, he is smart. Besides, if he is allowed to criticize my national policy privately, I will not let him suffer?" Li Longji thought about his little daughter's flattery these days. Ye Chang had been to the border for a long time, and he had been pleading for mercy until now. His little daughter was still a little patient.

"You go down first." Only one sentence was said, Li Longji felt impatient again and sent the insect girl away again.

In Hongji City, Nan Jiyun was furious and asked when he saw someone, "Where is Langjun Ye?"

The answers were all unknown. His initial anger gradually dissipated, but later he became curious: Where would Ye Chang hide?

Gao Shi, Cen Shen and Li Bai ran out to climb high and recite poems. Ye Ying and Ye Ting didn’t know where Ye Chang was. So, the monk Shanzhi, why Shanzhi was not there?

Thinking of Shanzhi, Nan Jiyun suddenly remembered a place.

Hongji City was once broken by Quanrong many times, so the city was destroyed and broken walls were everywhere. There is a small temple in the northeast corner of the city, which should have been built by a monk here before. Nan Jiyun ran here and found that before the ruined temple, Shanzhi was bored and teasing a wild dog.

"Monk, where is Langjun Ye?"

"Shh, he is meditating."

"Mediation of Zen?" Nan Jiyun frowned and looked into the ruined temple.

I saw Ye Chang sitting cross-legged on a cushion, her eyes closed slightly, her hands raised, and her index finger kept drawing circles on her head.

Nan Jiyun didn't understand what Ye Chang was doing, but he ran to the dilapidated temple and had a straightforward "meditation" that made Nan Jiyun feel awe-inspiring. But he was surprised: "Monk, isn't Ye Langjun from Taoism? What kind of Buddhist Zen?"

"Who knows that?" the monk scratched his head: "A person like him, is Buddhism and Taoism connected?"

Nan Jiyun nodded deeply, but no matter how much he felt, the problem still needs to be solved. What he found out was not good news.

"Can you call him?" he asked, "If there is an emergency, you need to report it."

"He said no one can disturb him." The monk looked at Nan Jiyun vigilantly: "Don't go in, maybe this is a seven-star lamp to beg for your life, don't beg for Wei Yan."

"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is so deeply rooted in the hearts of the monk. Even the monk remembers the plot of the star falling into Wuzhangyuan. Nan Jiyun glared at him fiercely, thinking that he wanted to compare, and he should compare himself with Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang. How can he compare Wei Yan's guy with a rebellious back on his head.

But I just said that Ye Chang was meditating, and in a blink of an eye, he was placing the seven-star lamp to beg for his life... Bah, it's not auspicious, this monk must be talking nonsense with a crow's mouth...

It was judged that the monk was talking nonsense, but Nan Jiyun still didn't dare to disturb Ye Chang. After a while, he suddenly heard a "ding" sound.

The sound came from Ye Chang's mouth, and then Ye Chang said again: "It's there."

"Mr. Lang is leisurely. Do you know that if you let Mr. Lang supervise the wheat harvesting, you are actually malicious?" Seeing that he came to his senses, Nan Jiyun pushed the monk away and walked in, and said irritably: "Mr. Lang. This doctor Huangfu is uneasy and wants to send you to Quanrong's blade."

Ye Chang also knew that he had obtained the old official's instructions and racked his brains for a night and a day. Only now did he have a charter. He heard Nan Jiyun talk, and he smiled and said, "But the king rarely tells you?"

After meeting the enemy that day, the king rarely admired Nan Jiyun very much and was quite interested in attracting him. If it were a few months earlier, Nan Jiyun would have sacrificed his life to follow him, but now... Ye Chang was in danger, but he was reluctant to give up. Nan Jiyun felt that it was not something he could do.

Ye Chang has great kindness to his family.

"That's right, he also said..."

"But if you say you are going to act according to the opportunity, if you don't work, just surrender to him?" Ye Chang said again.

"This is indeed the case."

Ye Chang laughed.

It is rare for the king to appreciate the courage they showed yesterday, but the so-called appreciation is just that. He cannot force his boss to be strong for Ye Chang, at most it is convenient.

Therefore, after discovering that Ye Chang was sent to death by his superiors, the king rarely had the first idea to divide Ye Chang's legacy.

"Did you ask the monk to drink and have fun with his subordinates?" Ye Chang asked again.

"Why do you know everything?"

"If you use reason to imply, you can see the candle." Ye Chang narrowed his eyes: "It seems that everyone doesn't like me. Since this is the case, I will let them be surprised."

Nan Jiyun stared at him, feeling that Ye Chang seemed a little crazy.

He didn't have a soldier in his hand, and his boss intended to frame him, but he was still so confident.

"However, it is impossible to do this without soldiers. Nanba, you will have more contacts with the king's subordinates in the past two days, only asking for one thing. At that time, I will take three thousand people out to harvest wheat, and ask the king to select three thousand people."

Nan Jiyun was stunned for a moment. Ye Chang trusted him, not afraid of being poached by the king. After thinking about it, the king had a rare elite subordinate. If he could get their help, at least a small group of Quanrong attacks would not be afraid of worry. As for Quanrong's large-scale attack, as long as the scouts were widely distributed, the other party would quickly retreat into the city before coming. At most, the task of cutting wheat could not be completed and his life would not be lost.

"Yes." He responded.

"Where is me?" asked the monk.

"Master Shanzhi, just follow me... Well, follow me to the craftsman camp first, and there are some things to be made."

Ye Chang naturally would not forget Shanzhi. Huangfu Weiming's attitude made him very alert to the surroundings. If one or two assassins appeared, he would never be surprised.

Why is Huangfu Weiming so hostile to him?

This is a question that Ye Chang can't understand at all times. I can only wait for the future to find out about this question.

When he came to the craftsman camp, although Huangfu Weiming didn't like him, and the old military officer who came with him was weak, the craftsmen in the craftsman did not dare to neglect him. Hearing that Ye Chang wanted to build something, he hurriedly said, "If you join the army, you don't have to build a sickle. We have ten thousand sickles, and you just need to join the army to pick it up."

"This sickle is useless, what I want to hit is this kind of sickle." Ye Chang took out the prepared drawings for them to show them.

These craftsmen have worked for many years in the army. Although they don’t know how to read the drawings, Ye Chang’s paintings are so vivid. They can tell at a glance: “Hey, this thing… this thing is good.”

Indeed, this thing is good. What Ye Chang took out is the so-called "pushing sickle". The front end of this thing is similar to a scissor tip, with sharp toothed blades, which is like a sickle. Below it is embedded on a wooden frame that is also spread out, and then there are four small wheels. Above is a curved long handle. When harvesting, as long as you hold the long handle and push forward, the blade will naturally cut the wheat straw. Because there is no need to bend over or swing the sickle repeatedly, its efficiency is much faster than a simple sickle.

This kind of pushing sickle was invented by Ye Chang when he saw the Song and Jin dynasties. The reason why it was not very popular was mainly because it was not cost-effective for self-cultivation farmers in the family, and it had requirements for the environment in the fields. Ye Chang went to see the Juntun Yingtian with his own eyes and found that the wheat in the Yingtian was planted in rows and lines, which was very neat and suitable for use with pushing sickle. Then he had an idea and took it out.

With it and the appropriate division of labor, Ye Chang is sure that he can harvest the wheat in the shortest time after the wheat is ripe.

"I want a thousand such push sickles. In five days, can you beat them?" Ye Chang asked.

The battalion craftsman immediately complained: "It's hard for us to join the army. One thousand pieces a day is needed, two hundred pieces a day. There are only so many people in our entire battalion. How can we be busy?"

Ye Chang pondered for a moment: "This matter is divided into three parts, part of which is the work of a blacksmith. The blacksmith in the army does not need to do it separately. It is not difficult to change the original sickle to this sickle blade. Can two hundred pieces be modified a day?"

"This is OK."

"The second part is to use carpenters. The carpenters in the camp skillfully make wheels and poorly make chassis. Then pick some sergeants to learn to make cranks. I ask the doctor for a transfer of people. Is there no problem with this?"

The carpenter nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Ye Chang finally said: "Just follow the consistent measurement, the last one is to prepare it. This can be taught and learned immediately. I will also transfer someone else... Everyone will do their best. In a day, 200 pieces are counted, less than 200 pieces, and naturally they will be punished, more than 200 pieces. For each extra piece, I will ask for a reward of 100 pieces. You can discuss how to share the rewards and how?"
Chapter completed!