early morning.

The father and son, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, with their children, were waiting in the courtyard early because the envoys were coming.

Then, I was getting hungry and no one was seen.

"Let's eat first," Ju Ming couldn't help but complain, "This guy is a cultivator of love theory. You can do whatever you like. Don't expect too much from his punctuality."

Zhu Guoxiang asked: "The basic theory of emotion is willfulness?"

Ju Ming shook his head and said: "Su Shi believes that human nature originates from natural attributes. Emotion is the movement of nature and is on the same level as sex and life. This concept leads Su Shi to naturally put emotion first when doing things and follow the mainstream Political forms are in opposition. You can simply understand it as...liberalism, although this explanation is very one-sided."

"Liberalism in the Song Dynasty? Very interesting." Zhu Guoxiang said with a smile.

Ju Ming added: "In comparison, Su Shi's father is really called a rebel. Su Xun admired contingency and strategy, saying that the complete form of the way of a saint has scriptures, changes and strategies. He also uses contingency to interpret the Six Classics , adding a layer of conspiracy theory to the Confucian classics. Later, Zhu Xi was so angry when he read the "Six Classics", saying that in Su Xun's eyes, the saints all use their magic to deceive the world."

Zhu Guoxiang listened with great interest. Before traveling through time, he thought that Confucianism was all about Neo-Confucianism. He didn't expect that there were so many weird and weird theories.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law brought meals, including rice, vegetables and eggs, which were much richer than before.

After waiting until noon, Lu Tixue finally arrived. He smiled from afar and said, "I'm quite sleepy. I overslept today."

Ju Ming really wanted to say: You are probably not oversleeping, but sleeping until noon.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "It doesn't matter, it will be the same sooner or later."

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hurriedly brought Bai Qi to bow. He was the biggest official they had ever seen, and he was also a noble academic official.

Grandma Yan said very abruptly: "Brother Qi, memorize the Three Character Classic quickly!"

Bai Qi was a little frightened to see so many people, but he still recited it honestly: "In the beginning, human nature is good..."

Grandma Yan's thoughts were similar to those of the scholars, she wanted to show off in front of Ti Xue.

After reciting more than 400 words in a row, Bai Qi finally got stuck and forgot what was coming next.

Seeing that he was well-behaved and smart, Lu Tixue looked kindly and reached out to touch Bai Qi's head: "Good boy, you memorize very well. You must study harder in the future."

"Yes," Bai Qi nodded in agreement, "I work very hard. I memorize and learn calligraphy every day."

Lu Tixue ordered: "Let's go."

The officials and scholars immediately gathered around him and went up the mountain to have fun with him.

Watching everyone leave, Mrs. Yan happily said: "Ti Xue praised Brother Qi!"

"Yes, Brother Qi will definitely have a future." Shen Yourong was also extremely happy.

Grandma Yan thought about it and said, "If Mr. Zhu is appreciated, can he be given an official position and a half-job position?"

"I don't understand this either," Shen Yourong said.

But it was said that the father and son took Lu Ti to learn and came to a cornfield.

Zhu Guoxiang introduced: "This is corn, intercropped with beans, and interplanted with sweet potatoes. The ground is covered with sweet potato vine leaves. The vine leaves can be fed to livestock, and the young leaves can also be used as vegetables."

"Grow three species in one piece of land?" Lu Tixue asked.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "Tixue, do you still remember the thirteen methods of interplanting?"

"Remember, you said it yesterday." Lu Tixue nodded.

Zhu Guoxiang said: "These three crops, from tall to short, are interplanted with high and low. The leaves are round and pointed, and they are also interplanted with round points. Their sowing, growth and harvest periods are staggered, so they will not compete for fertilizer, and the beans will still be It can provide fertility. After the corn is harvested, some garlic will be planted instead, which will not only prevent the land from being idle, but also use garlic to repel insects."

Lu Tixue asked: "With this intercropping method, is it equivalent to planting only half an acre of corn and still producing one stone per acre?"

"Maybe less than a stone." Zhu Guoxiang said.

He extrapolated it based on data from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China. In the early years after the founding of New China, there were no improved varieties or chemical fertilizers, and the average corn yield per mu was a little more than 62 kilograms, which was almost as much as one stone in the Song Dynasty.

As for a few decades from now, there will be corn with a yield of more than 800 kilograms per mu.

If the seeds brought by time travel degrade again, they will probably degrade to the level of the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

In the Song Dynasty, the yield of good farmland in the north was one or two stones per mu, and in some cases it could even reach two and a half stones. But if it were replaced by barren mountainous areas, the yield of corn and sorghum would be less than one stone per mu, and the forced cultivation of wheat would only yield thirty or forty kilograms.

What's more, the cornfield in front of me is also interplanted with other crops, and the combined yield is very scary.

Lu Tixue said: "After the corn and sweet potatoes are harvested, you can send some seeds to Xingyuan Mansion. The Tixue Department will move to Xingyuan Mansion next year."

The jurisdiction of Lizhou Road is roughly the area in northern Sichuan and the area south of the Qinling Mountains in Shaanxi, with a little bit of Gansu territory.

Its political center had moved to Hanzhong at this time, but its military center was still in Guangyuan, Sichuan. The education department (Department of Academic Affairs) will also be moved to Hanzhong next year. Anyway, it's very chaotic. Several teams don't belong to each other, and they don't communicate much.

Lu Tixue asked Xiang Zhixian again: "How much of your job land is left?"

"It's less than two hundred acres," Xiang Zhixian complained, "and the money for tea and soup has never been replenished."

The full quota of Xiang Zhixian's land is two hectares, which does not belong to him but belongs to the position of Zhixian. But the job field has been occupied for a long time, and it is not even clear who has occupied it.

This situation is extremely common, and the court's solution is: if there is no job land left, 11 guan of tea soup money will be reissued every month. If you have a job but your income is less than 10 guan, you should make up 10 guan of tea soup money. (The above regulations only apply to the selection of people. Officials in the Beijing Dynasty make up more. In practice, it is difficult to operate, and the money for tea and soup is often insufficient.)

Lu Tixue didn't care about the tea soup money from the magistrate, and only said: "As a parent in this county, you should set an example. Next year, take out the money, buy some seeds from Mr. Zhu, and plant corn and sweet potatoes according to his method. Plant them in your garden." In the work field. Maybe there are not enough seeds, so just plant two or three acres first."

"Yes!" Xiang Zhixian didn't care.

Lu Tixue added: "I will plant five acres of my working land first."

"Five acres is feasible." Zhu Guoxiang immediately agreed, and he would also leave the seeds to promote it in Daming Village and Shangbai Village.

Lu Tixue also elaborated on his political philosophy: "You cannot force the people to govern, otherwise the people will have doubts. If you want to plant crops, you should plant them first in the official fields. If you can have a good harvest, the gentry will definitely flock to it. If the gentry has a good harvest, the common people will flock to it." Let’s follow suit. If we don’t have a good harvest, the loss will only be a few acres of farmland, which will do no harm to the gentry and the common people.”

Xiang Zhixian praised: "Improve your knowledge!"

After hearing these remarks, Ju Ming's evaluation of Lu Tixue became much higher. Apart from being occasionally out of tune, this person's governance is steady and methodical, at least he doesn't mess around when his brain gets hot.

The corn had not yet eared, so there was nothing interesting to see. After asking around for a few more questions, Lu Tixue went to visit the Tea Mountain.

Still at Bai Sanlang's Biyunting, making tea with water from the spiritual spring - well, this guy is traveling again.

Lu Tixue said to Zhu Guoxiang: "Write the method of interplanting corn and sweet potatoes, as well as how to sow seeds, fertilize, etc., into an article and give it to me. I will give you money for the seeds, and I will also polish the article."

"I can finish it in one day," Zhu Guoxiang said.

Lu Tixue then said to Ju Ming: "You can also give me a few articles, whether they are poems, songs, or classics. If I directly recommend you to be a student of the Imperial Academy, I'm afraid there will be no news. It will be easier if you have some good articles."

Ju Ming said: "I have some old works in my late life, and I can write them today."

Lu Tixue greeted: "In that case, just write it here. Bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"

The official quickly presented the four treasures of the study and brought water for Zhu Ming to grind ink.

Lu Tixue didn't even look at it and just made tea in the pavilion. Moreover, his tea-ordering skills are extremely superb and can crush Li Hanzhang and Bai Chongwen.

Zhu Ming took up his pen and wrote down the poem he copied yesterday. After thinking about it, he copied another poem by Zhu Xi.

Yu Dayuan came over curiously, stood behind Ju Ming and took a peek, only to see him writing——

"Guan Shu

The half-acre square pond opens up, and the skylight and cloud shadows linger together.

Ask the canal how clear it is, because there is a source of living water. "

Yu Dayuan did not make a sound, but used lip language towards Huang Sheng: "What a poem!"

So Huang Sheng also stood up, and the other two scholars also gathered behind Ju Ming.

Just two minutes later, Huang Sheng couldn't hold himself back and shouted on the spot: "Good poetry, good literary talent, good imagery!"

A series of compliments made Lu Tixue feel itchy and he ordered tea a little slower. He really wanted to see if Ju Ming had any good poems.

Seeing Xiang Zhixian looking over, Lu Heng did not leave his seat due to his status, so he took the initiative to help recite: "Inscribed on Dongting Lake": The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and the Xiangjun has many white hairs overnight. After being drunk, he didn't realize that the sky was on the water, and the boat was full. Clear dreams overwhelm the stars.”

Professor Qian tasted it carefully and finally couldn't bear it anymore. He also walked up behind Ju Ming and asked, "Successfully visited Dongting Lake?"

Ju Ming replied while writing a poem: "I went north last year and passed by on the way."

Zhu Guoxiang quietly kicked his son. Zhu Ming subconsciously looked up and saw his father also lip-texting: "Don't make it too big."

Ju Ming's idea is, if you don't do it, don't do it. If you do it, do it big!

Just listen to Lu Heng start to read again: ""The Green Jade Case: Yuan Xi": The east wind blows thousands of flowers on the trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain... Suddenly looking back, the man is there, in the dimly lit place."

Lu Tixue, who was ordering tea, suddenly shook his hand.

He stopped making tea, stood up, and walked over. The scholars quickly moved out of the way.

"On Poetry": Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, but they are no longer new. Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.

"Linjiang Immortal·Reading History": The rolling Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes... We meet happily over a pot of turbid wine, and many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at.

"Village Residence": The grass grows long and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows brush the embankments and are drunk by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.

"Bamboo and Stone": Stay firm on the green hills and keep your roots firmly planted in the broken rocks. It has endured thousands of blows but is still strong, regardless of the winds from east to west, north and south.

"Encouraging Drinking": Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. There is no need to be fragrant and fresh when we meet each other.

Ju Ming stopped writing and counted. There were eight poems in total, which was almost enough. He had to save some for future use.

"Please tell me to learn Yazheng!" Zhu Ming handed over the paper.

Lu Tixue took it carefully, as if he was afraid of crushing the paper. He meditated on the eight poems repeatedly, and finally sighed: "You can have such rhetoric at such a young age, and I have another great success in the Song Dynasty!"

He just wanted Ju Ming to write a few articles as attachments to recommend scholars of the Eight Elements, so that it would be easier to study in the Imperial Academy.

The results of it?

I ask you to press against A, and you will directly hit the king!

Lu Tixue could imagine how much of a sensation these eight poems would cause if they reached Kaifeng.

Ju Ming's idea at the moment was very simple. He had to seize the time to revise the "Book of Rhymes" and Ci Ling, otherwise the secret would be revealed sooner or later.

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