As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, a warrior from the sister-green clan flew out the sharp stone in his hand and hit the head of the kneeling slave. Before the slave could even scream, he fell into the pit and fainted. Then the Dangxiang people around him rushed up and dug the ground and flew until they buried the slave alive.

Gao Yue closed his eyes and understood that this was the highest standard for the establishment of a alliance between the Dangxiang clan, and using human lives to prove sincerity...

Soon, the Baili New City to Lingtai River Fields appeared: the area between the New City and the Old City, with rivers and canals and fields connected, and the buckwheat planted in advance began to grow flowers everywhere, yellow, jade white, and lilac, spread among the ditches, like a beautiful silk skirt of a woman.

On the other half of the vacant land, soldiers who were busy farming drove the ox that had bought (who had purchased during the Gaoyue Baiquan camp) in Jingyuan camp, dragged the bell plows, and were plowing the land, working hard to prepare for the horse sowing winter wheat.

Originally, when he was still in Baiquan, the farming land was relatively simple and crude. The "coupled farming method" was adopted, that is, two oxen pulled a plow with a shoulder yoke, and then three soldiers, one was responsible for the front drive, one was responsible for the plow, and the other was responsible for the plow after the plow, and the other was responsible for the refusal. A total of "two oxes and three people". At this moment, Monk Mingxuan had been instructed by Gao Yue to turn the plow of the plow into a large and small, bulky and light, and the whole was flexible and scattered. A plow plate and an iron ring buckle were added between the plow and the handle, and a plow was added under it. In this way, the plow could be steered through the plow plate, and the height and depth of the plow could be easily controlled by the iron ring buckle. The plow could be more powerfully cut into the ditch. This plow only requires one ox and one person.

"You should use more clever ideas to cultivate the fields, which can save energy and reduce money consumption."

This is Gao Yue's slogan.

When they arrived in the Shiraishibara area, it was the village of Fan Yang's army. Nearby was the sister Dangxiang Fanluo, who had just been attached. They were still nomadic peoples, riding horses or camels, driving a large number of cattle and sheep. The meat and milk of these livestock were their staple food. The whole Fanluo lived in felt tents, and occasionally there were settled huts covered with wool or oxtail hair. There were fine fields around the shed, and barley that the Dangxiang people liked, but were only used for winemaking.

In the Zichen Hall in the capital, the emperor who learned that Gao Yue had successfully appeased Dangxiang Fanluo was very happy. He issued an edict to praise him and gave his sister Qing Ma Qizheng a fifth-rank personal honor to the general of Yiwei. He personally gave the name of the Han Dynasty "Ming Cunyi" (the pronunciation of Mei Qing is "Ming") in the hope that Ming Cunyi would be used as a model to attract other big and small Dangxiang to come to the Tang Dynasty.

So before Ming Cunyi found Gao Yue and said, "I, the general of the Queen Yiwei Lang, is a fifth rank?"

Gao Yue said yes.

Then Ming Cunyi asked, you are now a seventh-rank official (Gao Yue’s current constitutional title is worshipped by the Censor, just like the previous Censor, he is not a regular official, so he is still a seventh-rank official). Why can you control me?

Gao Yue felt that the normal explanation would probably not make this minority friend understand, so he told him seriously, "Is it seven to five?"

Ming Cunyi said yes.

"So my rank is higher than you."

Ming Cunyi asked again, "I heard that Liu De's room is the eighth-rank chief clerk, how is he compared with you?"

"He is taller than me." Gao Yue opened his eyes and said lies, "so his books, seals, and money and food are all under his control."

Ming Cunyi nodded and suddenly realized, saying that I had to accumulate military merits and strive to advance to the ninth grade as soon as possible.

Liu Deshi, who was sitting in front of the copywriting next to him, smiled bitterly and shook his head.

In the fields full of buckwheat flowers, Gao Yue was patrolling his horse, Wei Tuotian walked in front with a long spear and a bridle. Zhihui stared at the beautiful scenery of buckwheat flowers blooming, and followed behind him with a bamboo mat on his back.

Now she has come here from Jingzhou City to take care of her third brother's daily life.

Sometimes whenever he thinks of the mistress Yun Shao saying to him, "act according to the opportunity", Zhihui will blush with a little face.

But although the third brother on the horse was in Lingao Post, he had noticed the purpose of her trip, but as soon as he walked between the military farms where he had devoted all his efforts, he began to say something, "Although the buckwheat flowers are beautiful, once the flowers turn black, they have to rush to cut them, otherwise they will be unbearable."

These were also told by the soldiers of the Yingtian Army that were good at farming. Otherwise, in the state of being inseparable from Gao Yue’s grains before the journey, how could he understand these things?

"I didn't expect that its flowers would be so beautiful." Zhihui stopped and said with a sigh.

"Ah sister, don't underestimate these buckwheats. They mature quickly and can be sown and harvested in spring, summer, autumn and winter. The flowers can attract bees. They are a good choice for relief and preparation."

"Yes, help me and prepare for the waste..." After hearing this, Zhihui lowered her eyebrows and picked a lilac buckwheat flower, put it on her hair bun, and followed her third brother's horse again.

Soon, Gao Yue went to Fengxiang Mansion to submit a "examination letter", where the governor Zhu Li told him good news: the two taxes were successfully sent to the capital one after another, and the Holy Lord's mind was relieved, and the income this year was much higher than in previous years before the two taxes. Therefore, the Holy Lord issued an edict saying that he would not only give Fengxiang but also give winter clothes to the soldiers in the two towns of Jingyuan on time, but also give him 100,000 guan of money, half of which was used for the soldiers' rewards and half for miscellaneous payments in the military palace.

"I don't plan to take over the 50,000 guan of money. Apart from the part deposited in the military government office, for food and ink, the others are all distributed to the military government generals and bureaucrats. Chengwu, Yisong, you two have worked very hard to build the city and camp in the past two or three months, and each person will be given another 500 guan." Zhu Li walked on the corridor of the mansion and said in front, while Gao Yue and Wei Gao followed behind and listened quietly.

At this moment, the two of them asked Zhu Li almost at the same time, "The 50,000 guan reward of soldiers must be paid, but the 50,000 guan of military affairs will be given to the military officials and subordinates, and the remaining 10,000 guan should be returned, which is better to buy horses."

"Buy a horse?"

Regarding Zhu Li’s question, Gao Yue hurriedly explained, “After the festival, although Jingyuan camp claimed to have 4,000 horses, most of them were not replenished after death, and there were only 2,700 horses; Fan Yang’s soldiers in Fengxiang Mansion were originally known to have fast horses and arrows, but there were only 1,900 horses. Right, Chengwu? (Wei Gao nodded quickly) Previously, the servant had just recruited a girl named Qingfanluo to raise horses, and he could use the surplus of ten thousand yuan of money to buy hundreds of stallions from outside. Chengwu and I took half of them, and we were in Vienyang and two places with a hundred miles. We would have a great harvest in two or three years.”

"Haha..." Zhu Xi certainly wished that young people would do such a thing for him. "I'm a man, there are some connections in the Uighur side. The Uighurs call me 'Zhu Lang' (Gao Yue, Wei Gao said yes, yes, but rolled his eyes in his heart). If the Uighur horse is sold to the capital, it will cost thirty to fifty pieces of silk cloth. If I have my name, it can be reduced to fifty cents of money."

"Far from the perspective of the festival!" Gao Yue and Wei Gao hurriedly praised him.
Chapter completed!