Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Chapter 98

Jiang Duo's words did not reassure Song Qingyuan, he put on some clothes and got up and walked to the desk.

"Your Highness..." Jiang Duo took a step forward subconsciously, with a look of sadness on his face that he wanted to persuade but did not dare to persuade.

"Light on the lamp." Song Qingyuan rubbed the center of his brows while picking up the paperwork he hadn't finished reading yesterday.

Jiang Duo had already brought an oil lamp in his hand, but he was still trying to persuade Song Qingyuan.

"Your Highness slept late yesterday, and it's only three quarters of the Yin hour now. I'm afraid my body won't be able to handle such hard work."

"It's okay." Song Qingyuan shook his head.

Taking advantage of Jiang Duo's time to light the lamp, Song raised his head and glanced outside the house.

It's just dawn, it's really early.

But if I lie down again, I probably won’t be able to fall asleep again, so I might as well just finish reading the paperwork I didn’t finish yesterday.

Song Qingyuan didn't mention another reason that made him get up to review the documents.

In fact, it was the dream just now that aroused the secret worries in his heart.

Swords are ruthless on the battlefield.No matter how experienced Lian Ti is, how strong the soldiers are, and how well-prepared, no one can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

After Lian Ti left with the army, Song Qingyuan became the backbone of the entire Mobei. He could not be afraid, worried, or show any uncertainty.

This dispatch of troops can be regarded as the largest war in Mobei in recent years.

Unlike the previous raids, which were quick and quick, it is not impossible for this war to last until the end of the year.

Everyone was in a cold sweat.

Therefore, Song Qingyuan must stand firmly behind Mobei like a reliable mountain, so that the subjects will not fall into panic.

The soldiers on the front line can also fight without any scruples.

But the worry in Song Qingyuan's heart was like a black mist, quietly drifting into his dream, and even the whole dream was stained with blood, reminding Song Qingyuan, in fact, he is not like the few people he saw today. As he showed when he was a minister, calm and calm, with a well-thought-out plan.

He is a human being who is afraid and worried.But for the sake of the responsibility on his shoulders, he couldn't show the slightest bit.

Song Qingyuan gathered his clothes, and looked at the letter that Wu Qina had just delivered.

In the past few days, whether it was Song Qingyuan or others, they were all paying attention to the movement in Haijina.

Even Wu Qina himself did not follow Lian to join the expedition, but went back to the Zig tribe and monitored every move of the tribes.

Several tribes in Haijina already had disobedience to Mobei, but now that Lianti is leading a large army to fight, and the royal court is empty of guards, they are very likely to take this opportunity to rebel.

Seeing that the letter sent by Wu Qina said that they were relatively peaceful during this period of time, Song Qingyuan relaxed a little and began to write down his next plan.

As the sky gradually brightened, Song Qingyuan called Jiang Duo who had been guarding outside worryingly, and told him, "Boyan should return to the royal court today. When he comes back, you can ask him to come and see me."

Just as Jiang Duo was about to leave after taking the order, Song Qingyuan said again: "After passing on my words, you should go down and rest first. I didn't sleep all night last night, and my body can't bear it."

Ever since Lian Ti led the army to the expedition, Song Qingyuan has been tense in his heart.

Jiang Duo saw it, worried about his situation, and began to watch outside the bedroom every night.In this way, Song Qingyuan will know immediately if there is any disturbance here.

Song Qingyuan knew in his heart that Jiang Duo was worried about him, and it was useless to persuade him, so he had to let him go, but gave him more vacations during the day and let him go down to rest.

"The little one knows."

After Jiang Duo left, Song Qingyuan rubbed his sore eyes and continued to look at the document.

The reason why Boyan is not in Wangcheng is because he was sent to the tea house on the snow mountain a few days ago.

Because of the different varieties of tea leaves, the time for pruning and picking is also different.

The people in Mobei have basically no experience in growing tea, and the tea trees were transplanted to Mobei in the first year.

Seeing that when summer comes, the temperature and precipitation will increase rapidly, and the tea trees are very likely to wither due to the unsuitable environment.

Therefore, Song Qingyuan needed special attention.

If he had followed his original plan, he would have gotten up and headed to the snow mountain by now to keep an eye on the condition of the tea trees.

But now that Mobei is suddenly at war with Southern Zhou, he must stay in the royal court to take charge of the overall situation.

Therefore, I can only trouble Boyan and others to run a few times for him.

Besides tea, Song Qingyuan had many things to worry about. Some time ago, Dalantai originally planned to build a new winemaking workshop in Muhe Tribe, but now it has been temporarily put on hold.

There is no other reason, if the winery is moved away, the alcohol-making workshop will also be moved there along with it.

But the situation in Mobei is not stable now. If they move to Muhe Tribe, if something goes wrong, not only will the alcohol production method be leaked, but it will also affect the frontline battlefield.

Boyan arrived at the royal court after noon. When he came back, before he could sit down and rest for a while, he hurried to Song Qingyuan's hall.

Seeing his dusty appearance, Song Qingyuan thought that something happened at the tea house, so he stood up anxiously and looked at the person coming.

Seeing this, Boyan quickly waved his hands and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, everything is going well at the tea house, and the survival rate is not bad."

Only then did Song Qingyuan feel relieved, nodded, and listened to Boyan's talk about the specific situation of the tea house.

The types of tea trees transplanted in spring this year are very diverse, basically including all kinds of tea trees from areas with a climate similar to snow-capped mountains.

When planting, Song Qingyuan specially asked people to plant different varieties of tea trees separately, and the variety and origin should be written next to it, so that it can be recorded and compared later.

According to Beyondsoft's observation, most of the tea trees with medium leaves grow better, while the tea trees with large leaves grow worse.

Song Qingyuan thought about it. In his previous life, the big-leaf teas were basically distributed in the Yunnan area, and their tea gardens were still slightly inferior in terms of heat.

The large, medium and small leaf types mainly refer to the leaf area of ​​tea leaves after maturity. In addition, there are differences in the content of tea polyphenols and other nutrients and the degree of foam resistance.

Large-leaf teas are more suitable for making Pu-erh tea and black tea, while medium and small-leaf teas are more suitable for making green tea and oolong tea.

The main difference between these types of tea is the degree of fermentation and the production process.

But it's too early to think about that.

Because picking tea leaves is a kind of stimulation and damage to the tea tree itself, Song Qingyuan still plans to postpone the picking time, and wait until the tea tree is suitable for the new environment before picking.

"Which kinds of tea trees grow the best, you should remember to write them down. If you buy tea seedlings next year, you should choose these types of tea trees." Song Qingyuan instructed Boyan.

As for why not directly collect the tea seeds produced by the existing tea trees and plant them in the next year, so as to facilitate the cultivation of more suitable varieties, it was also a decision after Song Qingyuan's consideration.

The main reason is that tea trees have a growth period of four to five years. This period is the most important period for the cultivation of tea tree crowns, which will directly affect the livelihood of tea estates in the following ten years.

During this period of time, there is almost no benefit from picking tea.

Therefore, considering the issue of time, Song Qingyuan decided to buy tea trees in adulthood first.

After the tea production volume and economic benefits of the tea farm have stabilized, then consider the issue of improving varieties.

Most of the mountain streams with high altitude and surrounded by clouds can produce better quality tea.Song Qingyuan is naturally clear about this point.

And this is one of the reasons why he puts improved tea tree varieties in his plan.

There are many kinds of plants in the valley, and the soil has high humus content, which is naturally more suitable for the growth of tea trees.

The superior geographical environment will make the produced tea more fresh and tender, thus forming more aromatic substances such as theanine.

To put it simply, the tea soup brewed from high mountain tea tastes better and has a richer aroma.

If all goes well, Mobei's tea can even become a famous variety.

……

The good news of Dingyuan came in the evening three days later.

The soldiers who sent the message almost ran to the death of several horses on the road, so they could get the news to Song Qingyuan in such a short time.

Song Qingyuan heard the soldiers shouting "Mobei Great Victory" from all the way, but when he opened the letter, he was still trembling with nervousness.

After browsing through the contents of the paper at a glance, his heart that had been hanging over the past few days finally fell.

"Thank you, let's go down and rest first." Song Qingyuan said to the messenger who came to deliver the letter.

Hearing this, the messenger with a tired face did not leave, but took out another letter from his bosom, handed it to Song Qingyuan, and said in a hoarse voice: "This is specially for His Highness, the king said that it must be His Highness kisses you."

Song Qingyuan froze for a moment, then nodded calmly.

When the messenger left the study, he gently tore open the envelope.

Surprisingly, the content of the letter is not long, and there is nothing serious about it.

Mostly words to reassure him, and some new things he encountered during the march.

I even wrote about a flying bird with a very special color when I passed Fushan Mountain.

A very plain, brisk letter, which can be regarded as a letter from home.

But judging from the scribbledness of the handwriting, it should have been written on the marching road.

Even the Chinese characters mentioned are a little better than scribbled, but his unrestrained and unrestrained character is vividly shown in the unruly finishing of each word.

To be honest, the writing is average, and there is a typo.

Song Qingyuan silently circled the other character with a red brush.

Even though he thought so, he still folded the letter in his hand and put it in the top jade drawer.

It is very "speaking of integrity."

……

Successive victories made everyone feel relieved a lot.

Song Qingyuan also stopped staring at the mansion newspaper from the battlefield, and instead devoted his energy to other matters.

On this day, Song Qingyuan was standing on the city wall discussing with two ministers about expanding the royal court.

Because of the continuous stream of merchants who came to sell goods, many industries that did not exist have sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

The population of Wang Ting has been increasing since last summer, and it has become a bit crowded now.

Because of this, Song Qingyuan thought of expanding.

What's more, even the walls of the new city are made of cement. Wang Ting said that it is also the capital of Mobei, and it is unreasonable to use stone walls.

Just as several ministers were discussing with the blueprint handed over by Song Qingyuan, dust suddenly rose in the distance, as if someone was galloping on a horse.

The two ministers raised their eyes suspiciously, and said, "Is it the residence report sent by the king in such a hurry?"

Song Qingyuan shook his head, with a serious tone: "No, the clothes on this person are different from those of the soldiers who sent the letter a few days ago."

The author says:

Regarding the relevant content of "Middle Leaf Planting Tea" and "High Mountain Tea", I refer to some articles on Tea Language Online, which are hereby marked.

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The five good young people in the new century who are obsessed with rural revitalization × the rumored bad witch who is vicious and vicious;

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Xie Yuchen, who was hit three times, said that he didn't know either.

Because when he opened his eyes again, he was transported to a strange world.

The villagers who rescued him claimed to be his followers.

Ah this?Feudal superstition is undesirable.What's more, he is not a big witch, he just played a character with long silver-gray hair just before time travel.

But looking at the leaky thatched hut of the savior, Xie Yuchen still gritted his teeth and accepted his identity.

He walked out of the yard a few days later.Looking at the scene in front of him, even Xie Yuchen, who had seen the wind and waves, couldn't help but choke speechlessly.

He couldn't figure it out, how could someone guard the ponds and lakes instead of engaging in aquaculture, but fight with those few acres of barren Susukida?

Braised crucian carp, spicy crab, salt and pepper prawns...

Tsk tsk, drooling just thinking about it.

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But looking around, the whole village is equally poor.Xie Yuchen was completely dumbfounded. As the successor of the new generation of socialism, he would never allow such a thing to happen? !

God said: Let there be light!And so there was light.

Xie Yuchen, wearing a witch vest, said: We must develop!To build!To get rid of poverty!

As a result, the people nearby became more and more prosperous, and the vest of the "big witch" was also imprisoned by Xie Yuchen.

But, who can tell him, what should he do if the Lord comes to his door?

And this boss looks very difficult to mess with.

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Hearing that someone impersonating him appeared in Pengliu Village, a hundred miles away from the capital, Wu He was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, after his reputation of being ruthless and merciless spread throughout Nanzhao, there would be someone who would act so boldly.

So with some curiosity, he stopped by Pengliu Village to have a look.

The rumored person who had the audacity to pretend to be himself was currently rolling up his sleeves, squatting on the field ridge, carefully observing the green wheat seedlings in the field, without any sense of imminent danger.

And behind him, there is a scene of peaceful and prosperous people, flat and open roads, and solid and reliable houses.

False great witch: bold in killing, able to stop children from crying at night.

The real great witch: hardworking and capable, leading the people to a well-off life.

Wu He: It's broken, I've become a stand-in.