At the end of June, the season for early rice harvesting and late rice transplanting in the Jiangnan region has arrived. Early rice harvesting and late rice transplanting are known as "double-grabbing". Fighting for harvesting and planting. Farmers are busy and not sticking to the ground. "Spring is fighting for the sun and summer is fighting for the weather, and everything is worried about early and no longer late." Late rice planting is in midsummer, and everything grows rapidly. The seedlings planted in the previous hour are also significantly different from those planted in the next hour. After a day of delay, even in the same hilly fields, the colors of the seedlings planted one after another are completely different.

Therefore, there is also a saying that "planting fields is like going to battle, and fighting grain is like robbing treasures". This season is also the busy farming festival of the Ming Dynasty, which is the second day after the three kings entered the capital. The day before the July dynasty, the day before the imperial court was on holiday. Officials from various yamen and nobles in the capital all went to the fields to participate in the transplanting of rice seedlings. The prince Zhu Biao went to the outside of the city to symbolically plant rice seedlings on behalf of the emperor.

Early in the morning, Li Wei was going to the office to study, but was told that today's busy farming festival, he did not need training rules and had to go outside the city to participate in rice transplanting. There was nothing to discuss. The officials of the Jinyiwei immediately sent him a winnowing basket for seedlings and a straw hat. Without changing the court uniform, they went outside the city with other officials.

Looking around, the fields outside the city are covered with mirror-like water surfaces, with bright white colors spreading on the earth like a curtain and blanket, and countless black spots are dotted in it. This is a farmer who rushes to grow. This year, the weather is good, and the Ming Dynasty is blessed. The wheat in the north and early rice in the south are all happy to get a good harvest. There are happy smiling faces everywhere in the fields.

The farming of officials in the early Ming Dynasty was not like today's tree planting. They could not be mixed up with it by doing it. Each official had his own hard indicators. There were strict regulations on how many seedlings were, from the first-rank Taishi to the ninth-rank officials, no one could be exceptional. If he dared to commit favoritism and fraud and hired people to go down the field, he would be impeached, and would be exiled at the worst. Therefore, the gentle officials in the court rolled up their pants and experienced the hard work of farmers.

Li Weizheng's field of responsibility is located outside Jinchuan Gate. It is a piece of official land of about one acre, surrounded by new officials like him. Although he was born in a farming family, he had never been to the land. The court also thought of this for them and asked an old farmer to teach them farming skills.

A group of fifty or sixty new officials were gathering around to listen to the old farmers teaching their experience, "This whole field is like embroidery, which is definitely a meticulous work. A hill is flat and leaves a palm to raise the water, which requires it to be flat like a mirror. The other is that it is conducive to the flooding of the whole hill when water is released. The head rice seedlings are short, and it is easy to dry when planted in high places. When planting them in puddles, it is easy to drown. If it grows in a different way, the head rice should be deep, the raking field should be flat, and the harvest is under the hoe is said. This is the truth. Let's talk about transplanting rice, as the saying goes, "Tou rice is stuck in the bottom of the puddle, and the second wheat is inserted to the end."

The seedlings of the head wheat are short, so it is important to plant the seedlings shallowly, which is conducive to greening and tilling as soon as possible. Late rice emphasizes that "Etherhezi does not need manure, but it depends entirely on the autumn wind and autumn rain." This shows that late rice relies more on good weather and good rain. With enough rain and high temperatures, the rice can grow well. In addition, as soon as the autumn wind arrives, the insects are reduced, and the harvest is somewhat certain. At the same time, it also shows that late rice must be able to withstand the wind and rain sway. Therefore, Erhezi emphasizes that it is necessary to plant it to the end, to prevent the autumn wind from blowing away the mud and drift away with the water, and to prevent lodging during the maturity period, affecting the harvest."

The old farmer was very talkative, but most of the students were only a little sensible. When a few young officials heard that "Erhezi was particular about inserting to the end," they were unconsciously fascinated, with eager eyes flashing in their eyes, and they didn't know where they were thinking.

The old farmer read the script every year and had already formed a set of moves. After he finished speaking the theory, he picked up a seedling and pointed to the middle part and said, "Remember, just insert it so deep, half a foot away from the front, back, left and right, just so much, insert it smoothly. Everyone hurry up and do it!"

Everyone scattered and went to their own fields. Li Wei was rolling his pants high and went into the fields barefoot. The mud in the fields was greasy and soft, and it was very comfortable. Although the sun was poisonous, it didn't feel hot. He started to start arbitrary, but after planting a few seedlings, he gradually found the feeling and was ahead of him. This transplanting rice is also about talent. In the end, practice makes perfect, of course, the same thing, but the process of maturity can show a person's qualifications. When others didn't even have half of the line, he had already turned into the second line.

The old farmer who was patrolling the ridge of the field was also surprised to squat beside him and watched him plant rice seedlings. He reached out to try the depth. It was just right. Seeing that he was thick, the old farmer nodded and smiled and asked, "Young man, you are an old hand-made person at home!"

"No, this is my first time fucking. I think the key is to find that feeling. If you find it, the journey will go smoothly." Li Wei stood up and wiped his sweat and smiled.

The old farmer slapped his thigh and praised: "That's right, that's the reason. The key is to find the feel. I inserted it for three days before I found this feeling, but you only need a cup of tea."

The old farmer sighed infinitely that it was a pity that this young man would not become a farmer and become an official.

At this time, more and more people were surrounded on the ridge of the field, and everyone whispered and talked about Li Weizheng. He inserted faster and faster, and within an hour, the task was completed, while the others only inserted a small half.

"Okay, the first one is over." The two evaluation officials announced loudly. He stepped forward and bowed and smiled: "Congratulations, you are the first person in the record. Your mission has been completed. You can go home after registering here."

Li Wei was registering his official position. He had to go to the Ministry of Rites to attend the ceremony in the afternoon. He washed his feet and put on his shoes. He looked back at the neatly arranged seedlings, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment. Will today's success be a sign of tomorrow's promotion? At this time, a thought suddenly arose in his mind, when can he be the official and plant a kind of field?

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Although Zhu Yuanzhang did not go outside the city, he planted more than 100 acres of rice in the imperial garden of the palace. Among them, Zhu Yuanzhang himself planted one acre himself, and he led the guards and eunuchs to plant seedlings here.

The two beloved grandsons who worked with Zhu Yuanzhang were his beloved grandson Zhu Yunwen, one was the eldest grandson Zhu Gaochi, the eldest son of the King of Yan. Zhu Gaochi was twelve years old this year, and Zhu Yunwen was half a year old. Although he was young, he was quite obese. He was exhausted and panting after only planting seedlings for a while. Although he was not good in appearance, he was well-behaved and kind, and was deeply loved by Zhu Yuanzhang. Seeing that he had difficulty planting rice, Zhu Yuanzhang patted his head and smiled: "Fat grandson, take a rest!"

"Grandpa Emperor, please take a rest! I'm not tired." Seeing that Zhu Yunwen was getting more pierced than him and was working hard, Zhu Gaochi became determined to win.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that Zhu Yunwen was sweating profusely, he laughed and said, "You two stop and come and rest with me."

Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Gaochi dared not disobey, and both put down the seedlings. Zhu Yuanzhang held one with one hand and took them to the shade of a tree to sit down. Several guards quickly brought them water. Zhu Yuanzhang took a sip of water, took off his straw hat and fanned it. He looked at the green rice fields and said with emotion: "Do you see that? These are the foundation of the country!"

Zhu Yunwen smiled and said, "The country is based on the people, and the people are based on food. Grandpa Huang actually refers to the people as the foundation of the country."

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw that the flat-headed man was smart, he felt very relieved. He glanced at him and saw that Sun Gaochi seemed to be thinking about something, so he quipped with a joke: "Fat grandson, you eat more every meal, I believe you have more experience!"

Zhu Gaochi scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly: "My grandson is thinking, if there are any new grain crops with large yields and easy to grow, our Ming Dynasty's food problem will be solved."

In a word, Zhu Yuanzhang's worries. This year, the Ministry of Revenue's data showed that the Ming Dynasty had exceeded 70 million people, so the food problem began to become a little sharp. At the beginning of the year, he issued a special order to strictly prohibit the people from brewing wine privately and encourage the people to open up land and farm. However, these are problems that treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The population of the Ming Dynasty will further increase, and the food problem will always plague the Ming Dynasty.

Although Zhu Gaochi did not stand as high as Zhu Yunwen, he pointed out a direction to solve practical problems. Zhu Yuanzhang nodded silently and took this matter to heart.

At this time, an eunuch hurried over and bowed to report: "Your Majesty, the King of Yan and the King of Jin are looking for your Majesty."

"Please give them a visit." Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to know that they were coming, so he stood up and smiled at his two grandchildren, "You follow me and take a rest for a while."

He took his grandson to a hexagonal pavilion, where the guards had already arranged a simple office place. Zhu Yuanzhang sat down and asked his two grandsons to stand behind, one left and one right. After a while, the guards led the King of Yan and King of Jin into the pavilion.

Zhu Gang thought about it all night long, and finally decided to listen to his fourth brother's opinion and confess his mistake to his father. Since his father's original intention was not directed at him, if he avoided the important things, he would rather disgust his father. Moreover, he had made up his mind to pay the blame for his merits. He happened to have the King of Yan to invite him to the palace to report the situation of the war, so the two of them went to the palace to ask for a meeting together.

The two of them came forward and knelt down and said in unison: "My son is here to see my father, I wish you a long life!"

"Thank you for your hard work for the two emperors." Zhu Yuanzhang helped them up with a smile, patted their shoulders and said with a smile: "This time you attack Beiyuan, you two have done a good job and have won glory for me. With my Huer here, Lan Yu and Feng Sheng can retire."

Zhu Di hurriedly bowed and said, "Father, the generals have also made great achievements. I mentioned in my report to my father that Fu Youde made great contributions this time. He fought in a roundabout way and killed the Northern Yuan Taiwei Nai'er Buhua. The ministers wanted to ask for his merits!"

Zhu Di mentioned the report he wrote in a roundabout way. Zhu Yuanzhang obviously only thought of his son's good intentions to improve Fu Youde, but he did not realize his deeper intentions.

He sat back again and took the battle report from the table. It was already circled by him. He looked around and smiled: "I will commend Fu Youde's achievements, but you two are my sons. How to commend you? I can't make up for the moment!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes accidentally glanced at the battle at Longmen Sect again, which reminded him of the Wuchang's extortion of the letter. He glanced at the King of Jin and smiled lukewarmly: "Third brother, you don't seem to be concentrating on going to war!"

Zhu Gang's heart was so scared that he knelt down and apologized: "My son was confused for a moment, and believed the words of his aides and sent someone to Wuchang to win the letter. My son was guilty, so he asked his father to punish him!"

"What do you think of the aide?" Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned cold and cold, he asked coldly: "Who is the aide who encouraged you to pursue your letter?"

"Yes, yes..." Zhu Gang was a little hesitant, but in order to protect himself, he had to sacrifice his subordinates. He whispered: "It's Chen Han, the aide of the son minister."

"A little scholar dared to provoke the relationship between my flesh and blood." Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly: "Come!"

Two guards came in, "Here!"

"I ordered the Jinyiwei to send someone to Taiyuan immediately to confiscate Chen Han's family, aide to King Jin, and destroy his three clans!"

The guards took the order and left, and Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Gang coldly again, "Then how are you going to plead guilty?"

At this moment, Zhu Yunwen suddenly stepped forward and knelt on the ground, "The grandson begged the emperor to spare the third uncle!"

Zhu Gaochi also came forward to kneel down, but he didn't say a word. Zhu Yuanzhang seemed not angry. He glanced at his two grandchildren and sighed to Zhu Gang and said, "Did you see that even your nephew knows that family affection is difficult, why did you do such things that hurt your brothers and sisters?"

Zhu Gang looked ashamed and looked down and did not dare to speak. Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Di again and asked meaningfully: "Where are you, have you concentrated on fighting?"

Zhu Di hurriedly knelt down and said, "I know that my father had placed high hopes on my son in the battle of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, which also affects my son's status in the army. My son was dedicated to fighting without any distractions, but my son's plan to lure the enemy into depth would hurt the heavens. I also asked my father to punish me."

Zhu Di also had a plan. Even if he talked about this matter with his father in private, he would never admit it. If Han calm was exposed, he would push the blame to his subordinates like the King of Jin.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at him for a long time, his face was gloomy and gloomy. After a moment, he slowly said: "Li Weizheng mentioned in your report is the trustee of the Prince's Sect. Since you are willing to ask for credit for him, it means that you have nothing to do with this case. Li Weizheng also denied that you participated in the forcing of trust. Since that is the case, I will believe you once. As for luring the enemy into the deep, it is a military plan. I don't blame you, but it will not be used frequently in the future. I won't say much about the great truth."

Zhu Di knew that his father was not planning to pursue him, but he was still stunned. He didn't expect that Li Wei was helping him at the critical point. This was beyond his expectations. He couldn't react to the reason for it for a moment, and there was no time to think about it carefully at this moment. He hurriedly said: "My father's teachings will be engraved in his heart. In addition, Mr. Chen has a small request, please help the father. "

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang's violent aura had completely disappeared, and he had restored his kindness for his father and grandfather. He waved his hand and smiled at his children and grandchildren, "Stand up and talk!"

Zhu Di and his two grandsons stood up, but Zhu Gang did not see his father's punishment, so he did not dare to stand up. Seeing that he was tactful, Zhu Yuanzhang nodded secretly and said to him: "I originally wanted to punish you severely. Because you were encouraged by someone and have made military achievements, I will punish you lightly this time. I will punish you with the remaining ten acres of seedlings in my imperial garden, and no one is allowed to help."

Zhu Gang breathed a sigh of relief. The fourth brother's advice seemed to be correct. He finally escaped this level. He glanced at Zhu Di and was secretly grateful in his heart.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and said to Zhu Di: "Tell me! What small request do you have?"

"In the Longmen Institute, I admire Li Weizheng's insight and loyalty to serve the country very much. I want to ask my father to enfeoff him to Yan land, and I will use it with him more."

Zhu Di is telling the truth. Li Weizheng is a brave and knowledgeable person. He is a rare talent. If he is willing to be loyal to him, he will resolutely use him. On the contrary, he must not let Li Weizheng be used by the prince.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled but said nothing. The prince wanted him to be the chief guard, and the King of Yan wanted him to be a general. It seemed that he was really a talent, but he did not plan to give it to them. Zhu Yuanzhang had his own considerations on how to use Li Weizheng.

He smiled faintly and said, "I have made arrangements for this matter tomorrow morning."

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Chapter completed!