Chapter 49 Big Stick

"As for that, I just want to find something for the tenants!" He was shocked by Ren Quan's words, and Zhang Qian scratched his head with his hands in annoyance.

"Young man can't say that! It's not even half an hour to ride a horse here from Chang'an City." Ren Quan looked out carefully, lowered his voice, and explained seriously. "More than a thousand acres of land don't look very big, but if it is used to hide soldiers, it's okay to hide 20,000 or 30,000 people."

"If you hide 20,000 or 30,000 people, you have to have food for them to eat!" Zhang Qian retorted, but when he thought of the "fine tradition" of the Tang Dynasty royal family, his heart became brighter.

Since Emperor Taizong launched the "Xuanwu Gate Incident" and killed his own brother and younger brother, the royal family seemed to be cursed. Every ten or twenty years, there will definitely be a tragedy of "disaster Xiao Wall". Therefore, it is also necessary that the Tang Dynasty did not allow for a fort in Jingzhao area! Otherwise, if any phoenix and dragon grandson does not stop, the fort will immediately become a military camp!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. Then, he looked at Ren Quan again and asked for advice humbly: "The walls of the village cannot be repaired. We can plant a circle of trees around the land of Zhuangzi? No matter how big the trees grow, there are gaps between each other..."

"Yes, don't you see it? Trees have been planted around your field, and they are all tied up!" Before he could finish a sentence, Ren Quan had already stared at the wide open eyes, as if a fool suddenly appeared in front of him, "In addition to the trees, there are boundary stakes and boundary stones. Otherwise, how can you separate your land from other people's areas?!"

"Has I planted a tree long ago?" Zhang Qian's face turned red quickly and he shook his head embarrassedly, "Why didn't I notice it? Then forget it, I will repair my own courtyard wall, please!"

"The walls of Chang'an are 18 feet high, and the walls of Weinan County are 15 feet high. The yard of Shaolangjun's family is a yard that a family of officials cannot defend their ancestral property and sold to my owner. The walls of the courtyard are 12 feet high, and they are already a high wall nearby!" He secretly looked at Zhang Qian with a pity, and Ren Quan continued to explain patiently, "Although the government does not stipulate the height of the courtyard walls of the people's houses, if you want to increase the courtyard walls by a plate, it is probably a bit eye-catching. As for the bricks and stones on the surface, the walls of Weinan City are all made of loess..."

After talking for a long time, it only sums up to four words, "Don't cause trouble!" Zhang Qian was so angry that his eyes were full of fire, but he could do nothing. Zhang Ya danced his claws for a long time, and sighed: "This is not possible, that is not possible. Could it be that I still gathered people to dance square dance?!"

After he finished speaking, he made himself angry and laughed. It would definitely not work to dance square dance. Nowadays, those who are willing to show up in public are still mainly rough men. A group of rough men gathered together and jumped around on the threshing ground. They would definitely be regarded as a cult leader and organized believers to dance to the gods!

As for military training aimed at cultivating employees' organizational and disciplinedness, you can't even think about it. In an era when even building a wall would be suspected of rebellion, you suddenly pull out a team, row in rows, and move in rows. Aren't the birthday boy hanging himself and dislike your life for a long time?

"Young man, after hearing what you said just now, maid, maid remembered something that can be done with the tenants?" At the critical moment, Zijuan was still caring. She found that Zhang Qian racked his brains and didn't come up with a good idea, so she quickly gave him advice from the side.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly!" Zhang Qian was overjoyed and stared at Zijuan's delicate nose and urged loudly.

"Drain, drain water!" Zijuan was a little embarrassed by his eyes. She lowered her head and said softly, "That's it, just dig a few ditches and drain all the accumulated water in the farmland into the small river in front. In this way, the land with accumulated water can grow crops next year. Those lands that have not been damaged by accumulated water can also be exempted from the threat of flood next year."

"Oh, Xiao Zijuan, you are so smart!" Zhang Qianru was inspired and gave a thumbs up excitedly. "I should remember it when you mentioned that the farm has been flooding in recent years. This idea is good, this idea is good! Dig a canal and drain the water. The digging soil can also be used to repair the roads in the farm. So as to walk deeper or shallower, it is like climbing a mountain!"

"Miss Zijuan is indeed smart!" Ren Quan was very good at speaking, and smiled and flattered Zijuan. Then, he quickly reminded carefully: "It's just that the nameless river in front of Zhuangzi is connected to the Feng River at the end, and the Feng River is connected to the Wei River. In autumn and winter, the water surface of the Wei River and Feng River falls, and the river in Zhuangzi will also become thinner. If the Feng River and Wei River rise together in summer, the river in front of Zhuangzi will also become much wider. Some land in Zhuangzi is originally low. After digging ditches to connect to the small river, if the river water flows backward, we may be contrary to our wishes!"

"Ah, there is still this situation? What kind of world is this? Why is it so difficult to do something good?!" Zhang Qian was shocked and slapped the table in annoyance.

In his memory, in the 21st century, there were not a few rains in Xi'an every summer, so it would be nice to not have droughts. How could there be any worry about floods? At present, Chang'an and its surroundings are surrounded by eight waters, with abundant rainfall, which is completely at two extremes as he remembers.

"Young man is kind, but those tenants are not blessed." Ren Quan also felt very sorry for Zhang Qian's kindness. He frowned and whispered to him, "Otherwise, take them to the river to build a bridge. The river is not too wide, so the bridge is just built with wood, which can not cost much money. It is convenient for pedestrians to cross the river and can also make the young master famous!"

This is a good idea. It not only finds things for the tenants to do, but also helps Zhang Qian create an image of a local sage. Zhang Qian couldn't help but nod his head. However, after nodding, he felt empty and uncomfortable.

Therefore, after frowning and thinking for a while, Zhang Qian said slowly: "The bridge can be repaired. But the drainage matter must be placed before the bridge is repaired. Let's do this, we don't expect to plant crops in the lowest-lying land in the village, dig into a large pond, raise lotus flowers, and raise fish. All other farm fields have dug ditches to connect to this place. Let the accumulated water be discharged into the pond first, and then through another main channel to connect to the nameless river in front of the village! Yes, that's it, I'll show you!"

As he spoke, he reopened the "Heavenly Book" he had written before. He cut off a piece of white paper at the end and quickly drew it on the paper with a charcoal pen. "A stone embankment is built between the main canal and the river. Separate the pond from the river. Then, on the embankment, he set up a windmill. He kept lifting the water on the pond to the river day and night."

"Young master's wise! Young master's wise!" Ren Quan's eyes shone brightly, and he praised each time Zhang Qian's hand drew a stroke. After praising him for more than a dozen times, he lowered his head and asked with a smile: "If you use a car overturn, you need animals to pull it. In the village, the big animals are not necessarily enough!"

"Current? What's the car? The windmill I mentioned, use the wind to push it, and then lift the water into the river?" Although I was a little used to this person's words, he always turned in the final stage, Zhang Qian was still stunned and instinctively asked.

"Windmill? Young man forgives me! I have only heard of it, but I have never seen anyone do it. Young man knows how to do it?!" Ren Quan frowned and asked with a bitter face.

"No, not sure!" Zhang Qian instinctively wanted to admit that he didn't know. However, thinking about the information on his mobile phone, he left a hole for himself, "I'll think about it tonight. I've seen someone do it in the master's sect before, but I don't know the specific pattern. There is no hurry. You will take someone to help me dig ponds and ditches tomorrow, and take advantage of the autumn and winter to drain some of the accumulated water out first. Anyway, the windmill has to wait until the dam is built before there will be a place to build it. Even if the windmill cannot be built, I have other ways to prevent the river from flowing back!"

The last sentence is not that he was perfunctory. When he was in junior high school, he read a time-travel online novel that can be called the "ancient" era. It wrote a one-way wooden gate used for drainage in ancient seaside cities. When the water level in the city is higher than the seawater, the valve is automatically pushed open by the water flow in the city. When the seawater surges, the gate will be pushed tightly from the outside. The reason is extremely simple, even if he is a liberal arts student, he can still understand it thoroughly.

There are hundreds of similar time travel novels in his mobile phone. Among them, there is an ancient guy named "Drunk" who has written many times about the creation of windmills, and said that the Dutch relied on windmills to completely solve the pain of sea water backflow. Tonight, when there was no one, he could read this person's novel and copy it.

"If you have this young man, I will feel at ease!" I have seen Zhang Qian's magic for a long time, and Ren Quan believed in his words. "Then I will gather people tomorrow and dig the pond. The rain outside has stopped. The young man should rest early and take a leave first!"

As he spoke, he picked up the sketch of the pond and ditches that Zhang Qian had just drawn and was about to say goodbye. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian immediately grabbed his sleeve, "Don't be busy leaving first! Ren Quan, are you signing a dead contract with the Ren family? I always ask you to work..."

"Young man instructed me to work, it is my honor!" Ren Quan did not dare to break free and quickly bowed his body into a shrimp. "But I followed the old owner of the old owner from my father's generation. Although both of us father and son were returned to the contract for sale by the old owner, they were not considered slaves of the Ren family. But both father and son have been kind to the old owner..."

"It's not a dead contract, it's enough!" Zhang Qian has been to the Tang Dynasty for so long, and he is no longer as dark as he was at the beginning. "When Young Master Ren comes back, I will tell him, let you come and help me. He has enough people around him, and you are not the only one. But so far, there is only Zijuan!"

"Young man, drink tea!" Zijuan immediately became hot and hung her eyes, and poured tea and water for Zhang Qian.

"Let it go!" Zhang Qian nodded at her with a smile, then turned his gaze to Ren Quan again, "Is it OK, Ren Quan, please give me a happy word, don't be as he is a little lady! I will definitely give him an explanation on Ren Shaolangjun's side and not let him suffer a loss!"

"If, if the young man doesn't dislike Ren Quanben, Ren Quan is willing to come and help for the moment. When the young man is full of staff, then go back and serve the old owner and my young man!" Ren Quan slowly pulled his sleeve out of Zhang Qian's hand, took two steps back, and slowly bowed.

This was clearly agreed, although he was still squeamish. Zhang Qian was immediately happy to see this. He smiled and chased over, holding Ren Quan's elbow with both hands, "If you want, as long as you want, I will do other things. I won't say much nonsense. From today on, you will be the big butler of Zhangjiazhuang. Please ask for the big and small things in the village in the future!"

"Master, butler Cui is also for the Zhuangzi today!" Ren Quan was anxious and quickly raised his face to dissuade him.

"I'm not punishing him for the sake of Zhuangzi, but I'm punishing him for being stupid. Things that can be solved in another way must be resentful!" Zhang Qian glanced at him and shook his head gently, "I won't drive him away, nor will I pay me a salary, and I won't let anyone use Jingtou to slaughter him. In the future, the affairs in the village will be divided into division of labor. If you become a big housekeeper, your salary will be doubled as much as that of Zhuang Cui. He is a second housekeeper, just keeping in the affairs in this yard. Everything outside the yard, including organizing the tenants' work, will be yours. If you open other workshops in the future, you will be responsible for taking care of them."

"Then, then I'd better obey my destiny than respect!" Hearing that Butler Cui would not be swept out of the house, Ren Quan's worry was quickly replaced by joy. He took a step back and gave Zhang Qian a favor again.

Everyone walked to the heights of his dreams. Beside Ren Cong, although Ren Quan was a general of his family, his status was much higher than that of an ordinary servant, but he was far from the butler. Moreover, Ren Cong's stepmother obviously disliked him, and there were three younger brothers below who were eyeing him.

However, Zhang Qian was the leader of the family alone, neither his parents nor his brothers, and he was about to rise rapidly. Compared with the two, for Ren Quan, it was really not difficult at all.

Therefore, although he did not dare to appear too happy on the surface, Ren Quan was already happy at this moment. He expressed his feelings to Zhang Qian dizzyly, bowed and said goodbye, and carried the two hangings of soup and medicine fees that Zijuan specially received for him, and said goodbye.

Unexpectedly, my feet only left the gate of the main hall a few steps away. A rumbling sound suddenly sounded in the air, "Woo"

"Ah!" Even though he was skilled in martial arts, Ren Quan was caught off guard. He just used the copper coins as a weapon and threw them half a foot high to the upper left of his body. He had already eaten a heavy blow when he was wrapped in a bandage on his forehead. He was smashed so hard that his eyes turned black, his feet staggered, and he fell into the mud. The first update was presented. If it looks OK, please collect it and vote a few votes by the way. Qingzhou Liu is engaged in thanking him.
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