Soldiers Card System

The capital, outside the imperial village.

Green grass, luxuriant grass, small bridges and running water.

Su Lu helped Li Qing walk along the trail. In the fields on both sides of the road, green soybeans, sweet potato vines covered the ground, and one or two gray-haired rabbits that occasionally sprang from the field, suddenly disappeared from the grass.

"This year's sweet potato harvest is definitely good."

Li Qing lazily looked at the seedlings in the field, and said with a smile on his face.

Being able to walk on the field road, she had never dared to think like this when Su Lu was away, even when she was a county lieutenant before.

Such a day is really good.

Su Lu looked at the silky sweet potato vines and shook his head:

"This sweet potato doesn't grow well. I remember a good sweet potato. The vines can match the thickness of a pinky finger. This sweet potato is far from it."

"I really don't know how Yuwei manages the Ministry of Engineering. Are the people who persuade the Department of Agriculture to eat idle meals? It's been a few years, and I haven't thought of a way to increase the production of sweet potatoes."

"The production of sweet potatoes is high enough, and I don't allow you to slander the adults who persuaded the Department of Agriculture."

The two walked around a bush of mountain ginger, and an old farmer who was weeding in a sweet potato field spoke with his teeth and claws, his face full of excitement.

Su Lu waved his hand to stop the land warfare who wanted to come, and smiled and asked the old farmer.

"The director of the Department of Agriculture is Han Zhao. Six years ago, he was still a small master. The court Jian exhorted him at the end of Wei Mo. It only took six years from the master of the 9th rank to the chief of the director of the 6th rank. It can't be said that it is not thick, he has made such a merit?"

The old man looked at Su Lu in surprise, "It turns out that the son is a scholar, so he can't tell the right and wrong of Han Dao. In these years, Han Dao went to Jiangzhou to the south and Tule Prairie in the north to promote sweet potatoes and potatoes. I've suffered a serious crime."

Su Lu raised his eyebrows. If Han Zhao really did this, he would be able to endure hardship, but he didn't know how effective it would be.

Li Qing held Su Lu's hand, and said with a pleasant tone: "Old man, there has been no war in the past two years, and the tax burden of the court has been reduced a lot. Do you have surplus food in your family?"

Hearing this, the old man was excited, "It's not a silly, we rented the land of the imperial estate. Your majesty and the prince are grateful that it is not easy for our old farmers. In the past years, the rent collected was less. In the past two years, except for the transfer to the government, Basically, we are exempted."

"Master Zhou Yuan likes to build roads. After he became the head of the household department, he allocated more money to repair roads. There is a boy in my village who served as a soldier in the guards. He has not fought for two years, and built roads. Now, our sweet potatoes and potatoes can be sold, and they can be sold at a good price."

Li Qing glanced at Su Lu when he heard the words, and all this was Su Lu's credit.

"Old man, it's only been a few years, and you have some money in your hands. This day is much better. You don't need food or clothing than before. You don't even have money to pull clothes for your children during the New Year."

The old man nodded, his wrinkled face was full of smiles:

"Thanks to the Son of Heaven for his reign, thanks to Prince Anguo for conquering the country, so that the Tule people will not dare to bully us and ask us for money to have such a good life."

A little girl ran up from the farm in the distance, hopping around, her horn braids dangling along with the hopping, she was innocent.

"Grandpa, it's time to eat, and grandma tells you to go home for dinner."

Calling her grandpa to eat, the little girl looked at Su Lu and Li Qing with big eyes of elves, curiosity on her round cheeks.

Li Qing now has a body, and she likes children a lot when she sees them. He lowered his head slightly, and asked the little girl:

"Little sister, what do you tell Grandpa to go home for?"

The little girl shrank next to her grandfather, not daring to look at Li Qing and Su Lu.

The old man touched his granddaughter's head, and smiled dozingly:

"This girl is timid, making the son and the wife laugh."

Su Lu beckoned, Changning came from a distance, Su Lu asked for two milk nuggets from Changning, and handed them to Li Qing.

Li Qingsu held the milk nugget in his hand, "This is a milk nugget, and it tastes sweet."

The little girl's eyes began to flicker, but she didn't dare to come over to ask, she only dared to look at Grandpa.

The old man smiled and said, "Go and ask yourself, this is your fate, not grandpa's thing."

The little girl was timid, but her desire for milk finally overwhelmed her fear, and she stepped out from behind her grandfather and walked timidly in front of Li Qing.

"Is the milk delicious?"

The little girl looked at the milk cube, as if her eyes were about to flash.

Li Qing handed it forward: "Then you can taste it for yourself."

The little girl timidly took the milk nugget and ate one. The bulging cheeks immediately filled with a sweet smile, and the milk said milkyly:

"It's delicious."

With that, the little girl held the remaining piece of milk tightly in the palm of her hand.

Next to him, Changning asked curiously: "Why don't you eat it, little sister, this milk piece is delicious."

The little girl shook her head: "I want to take it home for my brother. My brother has never eaten something so delicious."

Looking at the back of his grandfather and grandson, Li Qing sighed and stared at Su Lu, who was watching the back of his grandson and grandson.

"Han is fortunate to have you."

Changning stood aside and smiled:

"Your Majesty doesn't even know what to say, and the prince doesn't lack such compliments."

Su Lu assisted Li Qing to walk forward, with a vague tone:

"Lack, why not?"

"I have done a lot to persuade the Department of Agriculture to do a lot, but the work is not meticulous enough. Passing my order, let Han Zhaoduo think about how to increase production, don't just think about multiple things."

"I don't know what happened in Jiangzhou. Zhao Wu, the military report of this kid should be in the capital, right?"

...

Jiangzhou, Shangshan Weifu.

Luo Xiang, who was full of blood, had a tired face, and said:

"The governor, the Tang army occupies a favorable geographical position. The Shangshan crossing is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we continue to fight like this, although we are undefeated, we will not be able to attack the crossing."

Zhao Wu's eyes were like blood bubbles, and his voice was annoyed:

"The grandson Gao Yang still has two brushes. Let's fight like this. This grandson can hold on. When did Tang Jun become so strong."

"I'm not reconciled. Originally, Shangshan belonged to Han, but now half of it belongs to Tang. Lao Tzu is not reconciled."

Next to General Zhao looked tired: "Captain, you can't fight anymore. Gao Yang is not a mediocre person. If you continue to fight, we can't get the crossing, but it will be a loss of soldiers."

Zhao Wu hesitated for a moment, and ordered:

"Stop soldiers today, rest for two days, and fight again in three days."

Luo Xiang was startled when he heard this, and asked:

"However, how should we explain to your majesty and the prince?"

Zhao Wu waved his hand:

"The prince didn't save me. He just recognized my position as the governor of Shangshan. I naturally have the right to control the army. I have the final say whether it is war or peace."

"The army rests and fights again in three days."

"I don't believe it anymore. I won't be able to beat you Gao Yang by then."

Luo Xiang sighed, but he still instructed General Zhao and General Fan to say:

"Go, close your troops, and fight again in three days."

"Remember, retreat slowly when the army retreats."

Zhao Wu suddenly brightened his eyes: "Lao Luo, how many guards do we have available?"

Luo Xiang was stunned when he heard the words: "There are less than two battalions, about three hundred people. What do you want to do?"

Zhao Wu squeezed his fists: "If I can't beat him, I can disgust him. I want to reckless him this time."