Guanzhong.

Chang'an.

『General! Zhuge Kongming is here...』

Fei Qian put down the book in his hand and said, "Please."

Soon, the little carrot head came in.

"Kong Ming, I have read your argument..." Fei Qian said lightly, "It's quite pertinent, but... it's still a little lack..."

A few days ago, Fei Qian asked Zhuge Liang to write about the use of gold in the Western Regions. Zhuge Liang handed in one, but after reading it, Fei Qian still felt something bad. If you don’t change the radish head more than ten or twenty times, change it from the radish head to shredded radish, can it still be called Party A Baba...

Zhuge Liang frowned slightly.

Although Fei Qian's words were not serious, the carefully written policy was still a little uncomfortable after all. In addition, the young man was a little arrogant, so he said, "I dare to ask the cavalry, I don't know what's wrong?"

Fei Qian laughed, got up and said hello, and asked Zhuge Liang to follow him to a workshop of Huang, with a sign of dirt house. Huang's workshop has several workshops in Chang'an. Although this time it was not big, the project studied was very special. It was not about studying some dangerous items, but seemed to be very ordinary in the eyes of ordinary people and had little added value.

Under the simple shed built in the yard, Fei Qian took Zhuge Liang to look at the soil.

Baskets of soil.

Each grid of various soil.

"The Tao is the most important thing in the country."

The Tao that Fei Qian said can be understood as morality or as a road.

"The Tao, which connects east and west, travels north and south, if it is cut off, it will lose contact, and it will inevitably change over time..."

"To know what is, you should know why, and you also need to know why..."

Fei Qian signaled Zhuge Liang to come forward and check all kinds of soil.

Zhuge Liang, the little radish-headed one, was very obedient and did not express any repulsion to the soil like some children of the gentry. He went up to check it out, and even grabbed it, pinched it, and then sniffed it again.

Fei Qian stood aside, pointed and said, "The soil of China can generally be of three types, one is called clay, the other is sand and gravel, and the other is mostly between the two..."

"This is a rough one. If it is divided, it will be more numerous, such as sand and gravel, including coarse, fine, water, mountains, geckos, etc...."

"If you practice Taoism, you must determine the foundation. If you want to determine the foundation, you must first determine the soil." Fei Qian said slowly, "If you choose the wrong way, the sun will bring dust, cover the sky, the rainy days will cause mud, and the potholes will be everywhere..."

Fei Qian also walked forward, reached out and grabbed the soil in one of the wooden grids, then pinched it hard in his palm, and then opened his palm, "This soil originated from the bank of the Wei River, mixed with mud and sand... It is loose when dry, difficult to form, and difficult to shape when wet. If this soil is laid, it will be easy to form on sunny days, and water will accumulate on rainy days. After repeated many times, the roadbed will be damaged...

"If you build a road with sand and gravel, it's probably inappropriate..." Zhuge Liang also pinched hard as Fei Qian, and then looked at the loose ball of sand, "In this way, wouldn't it be possible to use clay?"

Fei Qian laughed, then signaled Huang Xu to come over, took a water bag from Huang Xu, poured some into the wooden grid filled with the loess in Guanzhong, and suddenly formed a small puddle, and then it became muddy to the naked eye.

Zhuge Liang: 『…』

Fei Qian returned the water bag to Huang Xu, then walked to the other side, picked up a blue-black brick, and signaled, "This is mixed slag, river sand, and clay. First tamp, put it in the furnace and calcined it. If it is straight, it will be used for the road surface, and if it is broken and crumbled, it will be used for the roadbed."

"This is the method of building roads in Guanzhong, which is the same as the northern part of the country, but it is not easy to use in Sichuan and Sichuan, why?

"In the pre-Qin period, in order to protect the northern land, the Qin Emperor built a straight road, mixed with rice slurry and clay, and rammed it and could not be used. Now, the three hundred vast spring and autumn can be used to travel straight from Guanzhong to the north..." Fei Qian said, "This method is not the bad strategy of Qin, but now there is a good strategy, so why not use it? And where does this good method come from?"

Fei Qian pointed to the baskets and wooden grids of all sizes in front of him, "If you don't see the small, you will not be big, and if you don't observe the weak, you will not be strong. In the past, there was a saying that if a great country is cooked with fresh food, that's the case."

『Hmm?』 Zhuge Liang frowned slightly, 『Han Fei said, "If you serve the masses and shake them a few times, you will have fewer successes; if you hide great things and move them a few times, you will have more defeats and injuries; if you cook small fresh food and scratch them a few times, you will have more traitors; if you manage large countries and make changes, you will suffer. Therefore, a lord with a good reputation is quiet and does not value reform."... If you are talking about cooking small fresh food...

"In the past, I was studying at the foot of Lushan Mountain. Mr. Pang De asked me how "Tao" was? I couldn't answer it, and I thought for a long time before I had a small gain. Now... I also asked you with this Tao, what is the Tao?" Fei Qian laughed and did not explain much, saying, "Cooking small foods should not disturb you, this is one of the meanings... Kong Ming might as well think about it... Haha, it's not early, and today's affairs will be like this for the time being... Kong Ming might as well let me go... I'll go back to my house first. If Kong Ming thought about it, I'll come to find someone...

Zhuge Liang frowned, and he was still holding soil in his hand.

Fei Qian smiled and threw Zhuge Liang away like this, as if planting a radish head in a pile of soil and waiting for it to sprout and bloom, Shi Shi left.

Fei Qian has been taking Zhuge Liang with these days.

Zhuge Liang is very smart, but he is still a little short of heat, just like tender radishes are juicy and old radishes are spicy. If Fei Qian wants Zhuge Liang to truly grow into a more qualified or even evolve into an excellent ruler, of course, it takes some effort. Whether it is wind and sun, or adding salt and vinegar, it always takes some effort.

Anyway, Zhuge Liang could not appear now like in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. He would be "like a fish in water". He raised his hand and burned Cao's army into a defeat, and turned his head and sprayed the Eastern Wu silently...

Is it considered a cultivation game? "The Days of Pig Raising Brother in the Eastern Han Dynasty"?

Of course, not everyone can raise this way. Just like how to raise a naughty child, it is mostly a bear, and the only difference is Xiong Da or Xiong Er.

Sometimes, children have their own thoughts, which cannot be solved by cramming. Fei Qian still remembers a joke in later generations, that is, when a picture shows the image of four masters and apprentices in Journey to the West, he asks the little friend how many people it is, and the little friend answers two because the other two are animals...

Therefore, if you throw the answer directly to Zhuge Liang, Zhuge Liang may not be able to accept it. After all, Zhuge Liang is also alone, and he is different from the one in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that he can play against the sky and the earth and the lord after appearing.

But speaking of it...

Fei turned his head and suddenly remembered something.

At the end of this autumn, Sima Yi will return to Beijing to report his work. What will happen at that time? Mars hits the earth? Or is it a carrot head facing pickled cabbage?

…(￣ー￣)People(^▽^)…

Far from Jiangdong, there is also a cabbage that is thick and long, uh, the first one.

A teenager, wearing a gray robe, sat under the crabapple tree in the courtyard, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, as if he was reading a book.

The Han Dynasty calligraphy simplified in a large way, but in fact, it is thick and heavy, and the number of words is not large. Therefore, reading is actually a very laborious task. If you swallow it without asking for a lot of understanding, or you can't calm down, you really can't read it.

The teenager was obviously very attentive. Even a person rushed in outside the gate of the courtyard did not notice it. Until this person approached and panted and blocked his light, he seemed to have reacted. He turned around and looked over and said, "Ah? Brother Mao? Why is this happening?"

『Brother!』 Footing the cat, slap, no, Lu Mao frowned and said, 『I heard that evil man…』

Lu Xun frowned slightly.

Lu Mao changed his words and said, "...that...that general sent someone?"

Lu Xun put down the book in his hand and nodded.

"What's going on like this? Could it be that I'm going to ruin my family again?" Lu Mao asked with anger in his eyes and gritted his teeth.

Lu Xun signaled Lu Mao to sit down, then pulled Lu Mao's hand and said slowly: "The general's intention is to call me a filial piety and honest person..."

『What?!』 Lu Mao immediately shook his hand and glared at Lu Xun, 『You! Could it be that you agreed?!"

Lu Xun looked at Lu Mao, "I didn't refuse..."

Lu Mao jumped up, obviously angry and angry, and pointed at Lu Xun with his finger, "I, I...you! I didn't expect you to be...yes..." Before he could finish his words, his eyes turned red, and he held back his tears and stood aside and breathed rapidly.

"Does Brother Mao blame me?" Lu Xun asked with a gentle voice without caring about Lu Mao's rudeness.

Lu Mao turned his head and didn't look at Lu Xun, obviously still angry.

It is no wonder that Lu Mao was angry. After all, Sun Quan was the one who attacked Lu Mao’s father back then. Now Sun Quan wants to claim Lu Xun as a filial and honest person, but Lu Xun agreed.

Although the dead Lu Jun is just Lu Xun's uncle, before Lu Jun left, he entrusted the whole family of the Lu family to Lu Xun. From a certain perspective, although Lu Jun and Lu Xun are not father and son, they are better than father and son. Then his uncle was killed by Sun Quan, and then Lu Xun accepted the olive branch given by Sun Quan, which naturally made Lu Mao very angry. He believed that Lu Xun betrayed him, betrayed his father, and even betrayed the Lu family. He did not draw his sword immediately at the moment, which was already very restrained...

At this moment, another young man ran into the yard. Lu Ji also looked angry. Before he got closer, he said, "Congratulations to Brother Lu for climbing a high school! Ah, haha! The Lu family is so filial and honest, so it is really good for tutoring! As an elder, he is really glorious!"

Lu Xun quickly got up and saluted.

Lu Ji was younger than Lu Xun, but his backup was older than Lu Xun. When Lu Xun lost his father when he was young, he defected to his grandfather Lu Kang, the prefect of Lu Jiang, who was Lu Kang's youngest son.

Lu Mao also saluted Lu Ji.

Lu Ji pulled Lu Mao over and then glared at Lu Xun, "Today it seems that the Lu family is really Chi Xiao, which has many hindered Lu Xiaolian! Maoer, are you going to follow me or..."

"Uncle!" Lu Xun stood up straight, his waist straight, "Let me... Forget it, let me go and see it first. If uncle and brother Mao still have his own wishes, Xun will obey his words!"

Although the heavy rain in Jiangdong lasted for several days did not mean that Jiangdong immediately recovered its vitality. Jiangdong, which was severely affected, soon emerged a new market.

People's market.

Of course, this kind of market is not a serious "talent recruitment market", but a place for buying and selling slaves, and it will not be opened in the city. Generally, a piece of wasteland with relatively convenient transportation is chosen, and just use rags to set up some signs, and then the transaction is started.

The three of the Lu family walked along the way. Those who were ragged on the road turned over, their grass flags turned themselves in, their faces were pale and thin, or they were kneeling beside the road, while those who were well-dressed were either taking a car or driving a horse, passing by in a grand manner.

On the hill in the distance, you can vaguely see an abandoned temple. I don’t know if there are gods in the temple or if there are any scenes in front of you...

There were nests built everywhere, some of which had collapsed, and I don’t know if there were any hunger, so they were covered up. The refugees gathered from nearby, like walking corpses, sitting or lying in a daze. Some could move slowly with beggar sticks, while others were cooking leftovers that didn’t know where they were coming from, giving off a stinky smell of water...

There were smoky everywhere, and all kinds of miserable situations were everywhere. Lu Ji and Lu Mao both frowned.

The air seemed to be filled with all kinds of mold, burnt, sweat, smelly sweat, fishy mud, and rotten flesh, lingering around. The place where life ahead was full of life was like a group of flies caring, making bursts of laughter from time to time, and various bargaining sounds...

A little further away, behind the shrubs, some ragged straw mats were exposed with dry and cracked feet. They were rows of corpses, either black in color, white in gray, or some had yellow and blemish, but without exception, they were all exposed, except for the ragged roll that would break the scattered straw mat, there was nothing to cover up.

Some people numbly carried the body onto the car, and then built it high like a pile of blocks. The thin limbs were streaked out from all directions on the flatbed, either down or upward, shaking with the bumps of the flatbed, as if they were making the final wave of goodbye to this world.

On the other side, there were even some strong civilians standing outside the curtain, with sticks in their hands. From time to time, people were in and out, and they were all dressed like three people from the Lu family, and they would nod and greet each other, just like a stroll in the garden, calmly.

He just nodded and bowed and sent off a group of human traffickers. When he saw the three Lu brothers, he immediately smiled, "No wonder the magpies are chirping today. It turns out that three noble people are here! The young Wang Erlang, dare you ask the noble people who are here to buy the servants?"

Lu Xun neither nodded nor shook his head, and said, "Look at it first..."

"Yes, look, look, if the nobles do not abandon them, Rong Xiao's recommendation is one or two... The young one is not bragging, the goods here are excellent! The three nobles will know after reading them..."

Wang Erlang nodded and bowed. Although Lu Xun did not say he wanted to sell, he was not impatient at all. While leading the three Lu family members inward, his eyes turned rumbling, and then his eyes lit up. He took two steps to the side, and pulled a girl about ten years old, and put her face up toward the three Lu family members with both hands skillfully. "Three nobles, let's see how this girl? Her eyebrows are beautiful..." Then he pinched her aunt's chin, "And a bite of glutinous rice and white tender teeth. If it is...hehe, hehe..."

My little sister-in-law was numb and let her do it. There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were empty.

Why emphasize fine white and tender teeth?

Because most poor people in the Han Dynasty did not have the habit of brushing their teeth, they couldn't eat enough, and were willing to brush off their food. They were hungry every day and had no intention of doing personal hygiene, so anyone with such a mouthful of teeth basically had some conditions, at least they were small families...

Such a small family of jade was originally well-cared for, but in the face of current natural disasters, it has also become a commodity.

"And this... Please see, three nobles, this girl's hair, tsk, is really black, soft, and extremely smooth..."
To be continued...