Chapter 10 Watch Tianzhuang sing love songs ()

The terrain on both sides of the Qinglian River is from low to high. Looking around, there are some fields distributed unevenly along the banks of the river. The Qinglian River water goes to the small Hetou Fort in the northwest and Sancha Fort, and the fields continue to appear along the river. The entire Wuzhai Fort military households are the most densely populated areas of Wuzhai Fort to Xiaohetou Fort, and Sancha Fort.

There are some farms on both sides of the river that are distributed there, radiating to manage some surrounding fields, most of which are good fields. The farms with large farms are managed by thousands of acres and the small ones are owned by the officers of Wuzhai Fort. Among them, the best and largest farms are mostly owned by the Huang family.

Huang Laifu got off his horse, led by Jiang Dazhong and others, and headed towards the fields by the river. Gu Yunniang still followed her with her lips pouting, but when she saw that Huang Laifu was indeed doing serious business, she couldn't help but be surprised. Thinking that he had changed his sexual desire?

After walking through some fields, I saw that the ditches were dried up. The fields with wheat ears were filled with cracks. The surface of the fields was covered with scary hard skin. Some small snowflakes fell on them, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye, and even more desolate.

When he walked to the river and looked at the Qinglian River in front of him, Huang Laifu sighed. Wuzhaibao was later called Fushui County and was known as the county sitting on the reservoir. However, it was obvious that this title was greatly reduced at this time. In Huang Laifu's childhood memory, the Qinglian River was 100 meters wide and more than ten meters deep, and the river water was basically level with the river bank. However, the water volume of the Qinglian River in front of him was obviously much worse than before, revealing a large area on the river bank.

There are some water diversion tools such as keel water trucks and chain bucket water trucks that rely on human or animal power by the river. These are irrigation tools that appeared in the Han and Tang Dynasties and were also the main force for irrigation between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait.

However, the river water withered a lot at this time, and the water surface was several people high above the shore. With the ability of these water trucks, they could only lead the water source to some lower fields by the river. A little farther away and slightly higher fields were helpless. They could only rely on some human or animal power to carry their hands far away. How effective is this? This is still a field near the river with water sources, and those villages that are not close to the water source are even more helpless.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Huang Laifu finally understood. He was surprised yesterday that the Wuzhai Fort later generations claimed that the county's arable land area was 600,000 mu, and the annual grain output could reach 200 million jin. In addition, the Wuzhai Fort had not yet been established at this time. In theory, the area of ​​the military fort belongs to Wuzhai Fort, and there is a lot of wasteland that can be reclaimed, and there will be no trouble and controversy about the military and civilian fields of the mainland garrison. No matter what, with hundreds of thousands of acres of land, how could it not even be able to support a few thousand people?

At this time, he understood that during this small ice age under severe drought and cold, there were thousands of miles of barren land everywhere, even Wuzhai Fort, a place with abundant water sources, no amount of land in this case is meaningless. There is no water source or water irrigation, and a large amount of fertile land has to be abandoned, let alone reclaimed wasteland.

Water needs water! The water in the river needs to be drawn up, and the fields not close to the water source need water to irrigate, Huang Laifu pondered.

Butler Yang walked beside Huang Laifu. Seeing the situation in front of him, he sighed and said, "The current situation is difficult. God doesn't know what's going on. It's either drought or cold, and the water in the river cannot be brought up. The fort's trough has been inadequate for years. How could it be so great if this continues."

Gu Yunniang looked at Huang Laifu with pretty eyes and said in a sweet voice: "Huang Laifu, you can take us to see the farmland. Is there any way?"

Seeing Jiang Dazhong next to him, Huang Laifu smiled hard, he patted him on the shoulder, making him grin and said, "Yun Niang, if I hadn't been able to do anything, why did you bring you here to do? Brother Laifu has his own plan, but it's not the time to say it out now."

When Gu Yunniang heard him say "Brother Laifu", her pretty face turned slightly red and she spat lightly.

Butler Yang smiled and watched the two quarrel. To him, Huang Laifu and Gu Yunniang were both grown up when he watched him. Although he was a slave to the Huang family, in his mind, Huang Laifu and Gu Yunniang looked at their children.

He said, "Young Master, do you want to go to our farm to take a look?"

Huang Laifu nodded.

On this side of the river, not far to the west, there is a farm. It is the largest farm in the Huang family on the south bank of the Qinglian River, managing nearly 1,000 acres of land around it. Over the past century, the Huang family has occupied a total of 10,000 acres of land in Wuzhaibao. However, the scenery in recent years has not been good. Except for these fields near the river, thousands of acres of land that are far away and not close to the water source have been abandoned.

The farm is a garden located in a field, with fields in front and behind the farm. There is a large pond in front of the farm, and the edges are covered with elm and mulberry trees. However, at this time, it seems that the water in the pond is almost dry, and the elm and mulberry trees by the pond have a bit of a life-and-death smell.

When I walked into the farm, there was no one in the village except for a few tenants who guarded the farm. There were also some arable land and some vegetable gardens in the village. In addition, most of them were warehouses, grain warehouses, livestock, grain yards, etc. There were also several houses for people to live in. The outside of the village was surrounded by a wall of earth and stone, and there were some defensive fortifications, which had a bit of the smell of a military fortress.

When the leader saw Huang Laifu coming, he was quite nervous and hurriedly came forward to serve. It was obvious that Huang Laifu was famous, and he knew it. To his surprise, the young master Huang Laifu was kind and asked about the situation of the farm, and let him go down. He breathed a sigh of relief.

According to him, there were 1,165 acres of land around the farm, 20 vegetable fields, 3 pig pens, and dozens of sheep were raised. About 50 tenants worked here. In fact, there were about hundreds of people like the Huang family. Most of these tenants were the families of Wuzhai Fort, and some were just the Zhenge Banner Army of Qianhuyuan. For decades, these people have worked in the Huang family and have long been used to this kind of life.

In previous years, when the weather was good, the farmland had more than 1,000 acres of wheat produced in more than 300,000 kilograms of wheat a year. However, in recent years, at most, it was only tens of thousands of kilograms per year, which was the best land in Wuzhaibao. It would be better not to mention the fields in other farmlands.

Huang Laifu held his hands behind his back and looked carefully inside and outside the village, thinking about something. Jiang Dazhong and Yang Xiaolu were naturally following Huang Laifu and spoke softly, not daring to disturb Huang Laifu's thoughts. Although they didn't understand when the young master understood the matter of the farmland? Butler Yang also followed respectfully. When he met Huang Laifu and asked, he explained softly.

Only Gu Yunniang looked at Huang Laifu from time to time, and was confused. After half a day of contact, she felt that Huang Laifu now seemed to have changed her own person, with different temperaments and demeanor. He used to be reckless and ignorant, but now he is much more mature, with a calm and calm look. If he goes out, he will have such a big change? Gu Yunniang was a little curious and kept looking at Huang Laifu with his eyes squinted.

After seeing the fields on the south bank of Qinglian River, Huang Laifu and his men left their horses in the fields, and boarded the boat to some of the Huang family manors on the north bank to check it out. It was almost noon, and the few people turned back. Huang Laifu stood at the bow of the boat and saw that there was a little green along the river. He couldn't help but feel proud. Although the situation was not good at the moment, he was confident that he would change it.

When they got on the shore, Gu Yunniang pouted, as if she was angry at Huang Laifu's neglect of her for the past half-day. Jiang Dazhong and Yang Xiaolu wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh when they saw this.

Huang Laifu looked at her and smiled.

Gu Yunniang snorted, about to say why are you laughing at?

"Oh..." Huang Laifu suddenly started singing.

Gu Yunniang said coquettishly: "What are you doing? I'm scared!"

Huang Laifu ignored her and continued to sing: "...Sister, go forward boldly, go forward, don't turn around, the road to heaven, nine thousand nine thousand nine hundred nine hundred..."

Gu Yunniang's face turned a little red and said, "What are you singing?"

Huang Laifu turned his head and looked at her, singing with emotion: "... From now on, you set up the red embroidery building, throwing red hydrangea balls, hitting my head, and having a pot with you..."

Gu Yunniang finally couldn't resist Huang Laifu's gaze, her pretty face flushed, her head almost drooped to her breasts, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Where are you listening to slang music?"

The folk songs in the Ming Dynasty were very prosperous and the number was quite considerable. After the middle of the Ming Dynasty, there were estimated to be nearly a thousand songs. The vast majority of folk songs were love songs. The emotions were sincere, the language was simple, and there was no artificiality.

For example, in the popular love song "Moon" in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the lyrics read: "When I made a appointment with the moon, I made an appointment with the moon on the hill, but I didn't see the canal on the hill. Hey! I did not know the moon on the hill, but the moon on the hill is low. Hey! I did not know the moon on the hill is high and the moon on the hill is late."

The most famous is "Suan Nanzhi", which originated in the Central Plains and was popular all over the country, and has been well-known until later generations.

"...Silly Junyong, my brother! I will pinch two with a piece of yellow mud. I will pinch one of you, pinch one of me, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, pinch one of you, and pinch one of you, and pinch one of you, and the sister also has her…"

Most of these love songs are straightforward and have strong feelings. In fact, whether in Wuzhaibao or in Xiwei City, Gu Yunniang has heard the sings of these young men and girls from military households. Although she is a child of a military general, she is in a rough Hanzhong. However, since she was influenced by the novels of legendary dramas, talented men and beautiful women, she also feels that these songs are too straightforward.

Unexpectedly, the songs sung by Huang Laifu at this time were even more rough and naked. The feelings between men and women in the song were too much, making Gu Yunniang feel as if she was flushed and her face was flushed. At the same time, she felt a strange feeling in her heart.

Which girl is not in love? What's more, Gu Yunniang is at the age of falling in love at the beginning, but she has betrothed to Huang Laifu since she was a child. Which young man in Kilanzhou dares to sing such songs to her? So although Gu Yunniang despises those young men and girls in her heart, she still envies them in her heart and can have fun with her lover.

In the past, Huang Laifu only knew how to dance with swords and guns. When did a typical rough man who was not wise enough to care about her girlish thoughts? So although Gu Yunniang was ashamed and angry outside, she was actually secretly happy inside.

Moreover, although Huang Laifu's song is rough and straightforward, the tune is a bit strange, but it is nice and has a unique charm, which is quite different from the songs heard in the Ming Dynasty at this time. In fact, Huang Laifu's song is not as good as the love songs of the Ming Dynasty at this time, but it is better than the new.

After Huang Laifu finished singing the song, Gu Yunniang blushed and spat lightly, "I don't know where the strange song I heard was a vulgar one."

Huang Laifu smiled and said, "Isn't it nice? If you want to listen, I will sing it to you in the future."

Gu Yunniang snorted shyly, but she didn't say that she didn't want to listen anymore.

Jiang Dazhong and Yang Xiaolu looked at each other in amazement. They thought when the young master could sing love songs. This song was strange, but it was really nice and interesting. Seeing Gu Yunniang's shy look, they couldn't help but admire Huang Laifu, thinking that the young master has indeed changed a lot and is becoming more and more powerful to women. In the past, he didn't even dare to speak out in front of Miss Gu.
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