The weather is too cold, but it is not a good time to fight. The weather is too cold, and it is easy to cause problems if you wear less and you can get sick. If you wear more, you will be unable to move.

However, winter is a very suitable season for conquering Daliang City, because after the beginning of winter, the Honggu water system gradually enters the dry season. If the weather is too cold, some rivers will even freeze! In this way, Daliang City is equivalent to losing a natural barrier formed by dense water networks.

Yang Duanhe took advantage of the end of the autumn harvest and fought in Wei. Before the new grain in various parts of the Wei State had been handed over to Daliang City, he intercepted them all as his own military rations, and sent them back as prisoners in batches.

In less than two months, Daliang City became the commander of the bare hands, standing there alone.

Yang Duanhe did not shout or attack the city. He just surrounded Daliang City in a hurry, cut off all assistance to Daliang City, and patiently waited for the most suitable time.

Wang Ben on the other side exclaimed, focused on the actions of Yan and Wei countries, and occasionally cooperated with Yang Duanhe, and also helped a group of prisoners to serve as military meritorious service for his soldiers.

He was still thinking in his mind whether he could continue to fight if Yang Duanhe could not fight.

If Yang Duanhe could not take over Daliang City by the end of winter, he would probably have to retreat. If he was the only one, he would be planning to change his playing style. Isn’t there a dense water net outside Daliang City? Then he dug a gap by the Yellow River and divert water to flood Daliang City. There are so many rivers outside Daliang City, and they don’t know where to block it if they want!

By then, there would be no reinforcements outside and no food inside. Daliang City, which was relied on to defend the stern refusal, could be flooded at any time. If you don’t believe that the King of Wei can resist stubbornly.

"I wonder if Lao Yang can defeat him." Wang Ben murmured secretly and went straight to meet the envoy sent by the King of Yan.

When the King of Yan saw the experience of Wei, he was afraid and worried. He quickly found the Zhao prince who was hiding in Yan.

The prince of Yan State, Yizijia, was originally the legitimate son of the previous King of Zhao and received traditional royal education. However, after the mother of Zhao was favored, the previous King of Zhao deposed him and marginalized him completely.

Because he was marginalized, he was able to escape to Yan land through the eyes of the Qin people. If he hadn't been accidentally injured by a ranger after escaping into Yan land, he would have saved his life after several months of injury, maybe he had already summoned his old subordinates to regain the Zhao State!

Gongzi Jia believed that the King of Yan would understand the truth that the lips were dead and the teeth were cold, and was willing to help him. Unfortunately, the ideal was beautiful and the reality was cruel. After he recovered from his injuries, the situation had changed greatly. Most of his old subordinates were cut off by the Qin people. He had no qualifications to negotiate with the King of Yan and could only hide in Yan's land and wait for opportunities.

When the King of Yan dug him out, he also thought about asking King Yan to persuade the other party not to help the evildoer. As a result, King Yan did not see him, but instead packed him and a letter from Prince Dan of Yan to send to Wang Ben.

Wang Ben had a friendly and friendly conversation with the envoy of the King of Yan and accepted the letter and Prince Jia. Wang Ben was a little disappointed when the King of Yan was so cowardly, but it was a good harvest to catch Prince Jia. Wang Ben sent someone to hand over Prince Jia to Xianyang and sent the letter from Prince Dan back.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first month of the year. Because there was still war in front of you, Ying Zheng was not prepared to have a big birthday this year.

However, even if Ying Zheng is not going to do a big deal, the people below still have to express it. Giving things is too vulgar, and most of Ying Zheng looks down on him, and maybe even get scolded. The people below think that Ying Zheng has liked to write poems and essays in recent years, so they wrote congratulations on Ying Zheng's birthday, and praised Ying Zheng from various angles.

As long as you force yourself, the creative ability of civil and military officials is quite strong. At least, it has become rich and changeable from being straightforward. For example, narrative poems that compare themselves to children, those who compare themselves to beauty, and those who compare themselves to ox and horse are more story-oriented, with better sense of substitution, and more tortuous flattery!

Ying Zheng was very satisfied with the fact that whether he was praising these poems or not was the second to him. The main reason was that he was relieved to see everyone's cultural level steadily improve.

Ying Zheng read all the congratulatory forms sent by civil and military officials, including local county magistrates, and roughly paid attention to the signatures. He found that there was no Fusu in it. He rarely praised Fusu, for fear that the child would be too proud, but when he recalled, this kid seemed to have never praised him much. He would let him get away with it every time he wrote poetry!

Ying Zheng was not very happy. Could it be that this kid had seen the immortal's supernatural powers and could not praise him, his father?

Ying Zheng was about to ask someone to call Fusu and beat him up, but Fusu came.

Fusu didn't come by himself, and he followed a palace servant behind him, carrying a potted plant quickly.

During this period, Fusu was also thinking about giving Ying Zheng something. Someone came to report that a batch of fruit trees he had been working on in Shanglinyuan two years ago was growing well. Looking at the beginning of spring, it might be able to bloom and bear fruit! Isn’t this a coincidence?

Fusu went to the greenhouse for a while and asked someone to bring the results to Ying Zheng today.

Ying Zheng glanced at the potted plant and saw it was a pot of osmanthus or a flower-like flower, because the fragrance of osmanthus was floating in. When he celebrated his birthday, would this kid send him a pot of osmanthus?

Fusu didn't know that Ying Zheng was unhappy, so he went forward to say goodbye to Ying Zheng, and then asked someone to put the pot of osmanthus in front of Ying Zheng.

To be fair, this pot of osmanthus is quite good. It is not tall and the tree body is quite enchanting. At first glance, it seems like an immortal is dancing gracefully.

However, no matter how good the appearance is, it cannot cover up the fact that it is just a pot of osmanthus!

Ying Zheng looked calm and looked at the shabby pot of osmanthus flowers and asked Fusu: "What did you ask someone to bring a pot of osmanthus flowers to me?"

Fusu said: "This is the birthday gift prepared by the child for his father!"

Ying Zheng resisted the urge to turn against him and drove Fusu out, and then asked, "What is the difference between this osmanthus and an ordinary osmanthus?" He looked at him and felt that no matter the leaves or flowers, they all looked ordinary and could not see any extraordinary.

Fusu calmly explained to Ying Zheng: "Father, look here!" He pointed to the fork of the osmanthus branches. "There was a record of Lianli wood in the "Literature of Zhou". Two different trees grew together by chance, and there would be a wonder of one and two flowers from time to time. You see, this is actually an interface. The child personally grafted the osmanthus onto the stump of the privet tree."

Ying Zheng's eyes were slightly slower, and he looked at the place facing Fusu's fingers and found that there were indeed traces of connection on it.

Fusu and Ying Zheng talked about the benefits of this practice: "The privet tree is easy to grow and not easily sick. We can have so much white wax now because these trees grow fast and well! In contrast, osmanthus flowers do not grow as fast as it is, and they are not so easy to grow. So, if we bring osmanthus flowers to the privet tree, it will survive more easily and reach the flowering stage earlier."

Ying Zheng understood.

There are very big differences between trees. Some grow well and the flowers are not good-looking; some grow slowly and the fruits are very sweet.

If you choose a tree that is easy to survive and vigorously vital, and attach branches with good flowers and fruits. As long as they can really grow one piece, the "unicorn wood" that is connected together may have the advantages of both!

Ying Zheng frowned and taught a lesson: "If you have this method, just use it to pick up the osmanthus tree?"

Compared with osmanthus flowers with ornamental value greater than practical value, aren’t it worth pondering about the mulberry fruit trees? Grafting a better mulberry tree can harvest more and better silk; grafting a better fruit tree can steadily eat sweeter fruits.

Fusu shyly told Ying Zheng that he had already killed and reported: "Two years ago, I asked someone to pick a batch of fruit trees from Shanglinyuan to graft a batch of fruit trees according to this method. They picked good and sweet branches, and they grew quite well. If it goes well, it should bloom in the spring of this year, and there will be naphthalene fruits, cherries, peaches and plums to bear fruit."

He was under his jurisdiction, and the major gardens under the royal family were naturally under his jurisdiction. Everything he wanted to do in it was actually legal and compliant.

Fusu felt that the batch of fruit trees were about to bloom when spring began, so it was a pleasure to go to Shanglinyuan to hunt for a flower viewing banquet.

Ying Zheng and the others are so busy that they have to go out to have fun occasionally, relax appropriately, and contact each other well to continue working better!

When these trees are ripe, you can also consider supplying them exclusively to Yuqiong Tower. They are not only big and sweet, but also made of lianmu. It sounds like a geese? So, it is normal to be a little expensive!

Fusu told Ying Zheng about his thoughts.

Ying Zheng also felt that nothing was wrong. He had to give more rewards to those court officials with outstanding abilities so that they would not feel that they could not live in Xianyang, and they decided to retire and return home. The fruits had not yet been borne. The kid had already planned how to cheat others of money. Who did he look like?

After Fusu's explanation, the ordinary osmanthus tree looked much more pleasing to the eye. Ying Zheng happily accepted it and sent Fusu to go there.

Fusu didn't stay much, and the Shaofu government office had a lot of work, so he had to go to work, just said that he would come to accompany Ying Zheng for dinner at night.

Ying Zheng did not refuse, and when Fusu left, he asked someone to put the osmanthus flowers in a conspicuous place.

When the officials came to report the matter, they first smelled the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and then saw a green osmanthus flower next to them, with a bunch of golden small clusters of flowers adorned on the branches. When they saw Ying Zheng put him next to him, they knew that this was definitely not an ordinary osmanthus flower, so they praised, "This osmanthus flower is so beautiful."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "This was given to Fusu." He did not praise more, but only said that the potted plant seemed to be osmanthus, but in fact it was a stake of the privet tree connected to the branches of the osmanthus, which was a "linked wood" planted by Fusu himself.

Fusu has seen immortals so many times, so it is not surprising that it is not surprising to have a slight trunk out.

Now Ying Zheng has told this matter out intently. What can the audience do? He immediately blew up again, saying that since ancient times, even the wood is a good omen. The young master can plant such a strange flower with his own hands, which must be sincere and filial piety to the world!

Ying Zheng nodded after hearing this.

Not bad, that's it.

The people in front of them found the standard answers and loyally matched the familiar colleagues. Then the others satisfied Ying Zheng's personal hobbies (listen to others praise his son).

At dinner time, Fusu came to Ying Zheng for dinner. There were a group of people carrying things behind him. He first placed a spacious high-leg food table and two high-leg seats.

Ying Zheng glanced at these weird things and turned to ask Fusu who was directing others to move around: "What are you doing? Are you going to replace all the things here?"

The author has something to say:

Ying Zheng: If you praise it well, it would be better to change a few more angles. First of all, I don’t like to listen to you playing rainbow farts, but just training your writing skills!
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