Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

There was no reply to the letter sent to Sun Quan for the time being. Instead, Jian Yongshu, who was away from home, sent back the news.

Liu Bei immediately summoned the strongest external brain: Zhuge Liang came to discuss the matter.

When Kong Ming came over, he was wearing a straw hat, his bare feet were curled up, and his feet were still wrapped in mud.

But even so, Liu Bei still sighed: Sure enough, handsome people are handsome no matter what they do, including when farming.

"Why don't you rinse Kong Ming first?" Liu Bei lovingly wiped the mud spots on Kong Ming's face with his sleeve.

"My lord said there was something urgent, so Liang came over in a hurry!" Kong Ming laughed brightly and said, "What's the matter, lord? The farmland used the method of "Tiangong Kaiwu", and the seedlings produced were much stronger than in previous years. There will definitely be a Good harvest!”

"Oh? Is it really so magical?" Liu Bei usually ran between the police and the police in Xiaoling. He had to confront Zhou Gongjin in the middle. He left all the work of craftsmanship and farming to Zhuge Liang. He really didn't understand.

Kong Ming nodded heavily: "From raising seedlings to planting and fertilizing fields, Heaven's creation covers everything. I told the people about it, and they also sighed that there was finally a book that could explain farming so clearly."

"Throughout the ages, too little attention has been paid to mulberry farming!" Liu Bei sighed: "I will go planting rice with you later!"

"Oh, by the way!" Liu Bei patted his head and picked up the letter: "Letter from Xianhe."

Wiping his hands with the hem of his clothes, Kong Ming took it and scanned it with a glance and said with a smile:

"Congratulations, my lord, the people of Yizhou have attached great importance to you!"

This may be the meaning of the external brain. After reading Jian Yong's letters, Liu Bei felt like a travelogue. It was either a banquet here or a meal there. There was nothing to tell.

Opening the letter paper, Kong Ming slowly explained and annotated Liu Bei:

"Mr. Xu Shijian was worried that the letter would be lost or fall into the wrong hands, so he wrote it vaguely, but Mr. Xianhe's meaning can be seen through the names."

"Mr. Xianhe said that the situation in Yizhou was precarious. Liu Zhang enjoyed himself all day long and ignored political affairs. Outside there were Zhang Lu and tigers who looked at him with eager eyes but could not calm him down; inside there were Pang Xi and Li Yi who were ready to make a move."

"Liu Zhang lacks majesty, Zhang Song, Fazheng and the others are willing to lobby to welcome their lord to Yizhou."

"And now Mr. Xianhe has left Yizhou and will come back after meeting Ma Mengqi."

"Xianhe's journey has been hard!" Liu Bei lamented a lot. He knew how difficult the Yizhou Road was, but Jian Yong volunteered for his great cause.

Then Liu Bei noticed the Yizhou counselor's decision: welcome him into Yizhou!

Anxious heart, trembling hands, and feet walking around the house.

Kong Ming protested: "Master, do you have anything else to do? Otherwise, Liang will go back to plant rice."

After walking around for two more times, Liu Bei decided: "I'll go with you!"

As a man who started out as a mat weaver and shoe seller, Liu Bei has never lost his craft skills. Occasionally, he will think while knitting things, which can help organize his thoughts.

At this time, he went back to his room, took on his straw hat, and changed into a barefoot bunt. He looked just like an old farmer.

Kongming strictly followed the instructions of Tiangong Kaiwu. He soaked the rice and wheat drafts for several days, waited for them to germinate, and then sent them to the fields. He waited for the seedlings to sprout in the fields for thirty days before moving them into the fields.

The temporary shed that Jiang Wan and I built for our office was set up next to the rice seedling field. We took good care of it on the 30th. Today is the day to plant rice seedlings!

Liu Bei followed Kong Ming's example and hung a cloth bag on his body, then put all the seedlings in the seedling field into the cloth bag, and then went to the new field to transplant the seedlings one by one.

After planting half an acre, Liu Bei couldn't help but said:

"Kong Ming, they are willing to welcome me to Yizhou!"

"My lord, you treat people sincerely and love your people like your own children. This is how it should be." Kong Ming said dryly, "My lord, go over there, the seedlings are planted crookedly."

“But wouldn’t they be suspected of betraying the Lord?”

"Liu Zhang is secretive and weak, and he and the lord are both members of the Han clan. Although he betrays Liu Zhang, he does not let down the Han clan. My lord, the seedlings are crooked again."

"Even so, wouldn't I have broken my trust with Liu Jiyu!"

"...Lord, please give me the seedlings. You'd better not plant them." Kong Ming wiped the sweat from his face and drove Liu Bei out.

Liu Bei, standing by the field, was still chattering:

"But this is unreasonable. Sun Hou Zhou Gongjin was able to beat Liu Jiyu, but I can't?"

"My lord, you are a clan member of the Han Dynasty."

"If Zhang Lu can betray Liu Jiyu, no one will say anything!"

"Zhang Lu no longer knows what reputation is."

"I……"

"Master, why don't you come and plant all the seedlings?"

Changing places with Liu Bei, Kong Ming felt a lot more comfortable standing by the field, but then he had a headache:

It seems that it is still difficult for the lord to accept that he later became Emperor Zhaolie. Compared with being chased all over the map by Cao Cao before, suddenly within a year, the foundation has become more auspicious, and even the people under others are now on the pole. Cast, making it difficult for the lord to calm down.

We still need to strengthen our ideological education work. Kong Ming sat down cross-legged on the edge of the field and planned to have a good chat with Liu Bei.

On the other side, Mi Zhu has already obtained the new paper made by Huang Yueying.

After taking out a piece of paper, Mi Zhu exclaimed after smelling, smelling and touching it: "The best paper, as good as Zuo Bo's paper!"

"Mrs. Huang, is this paper famous?"

Huang Yueying shook her head: "In order to distinguish it from other papers in the papermaking workshop, this paper is called red mulberry paper."

Mi Zhu understood. He had just heard Mrs. Huang tell how the paper came from.

"The name of red mulberry paper cannot be used!" Mi Zhu directly denied it, joking, so that other paper makers can guess what the raw materials are just from the name.

Huang Yueying remembered something that was mentioned in the light curtain but was not seen in the end, and said with a smile:

"How about echoing Zuo Bo's paper? This paper is called Zhuge paper."

Mi Zhu is good at everything. Anyway, his name is not important to him. What is important is:

"Mrs. Huang, what is the output of this paper?"

"With full supply, the moonrise can reach 300 volumes."

"Too little!" Mi Zhu shook his head: "But we can sell it first and make a name for ourselves in Jiangdong. Madam Huang, you need to select a location as soon as possible so that Sun Qian can build a new paper mill and recruit people."

"Three hundred rolls is still too little?" Huang Yueying was unconvinced: "Zuo Bo's paper costs a thousand and two yuan per roll. This Zhuge paper costs even one thousand yuan. After excluding the cost of production, you can get two hundred thousand yuan in one month!"

"Is it a lot?" Mi Zhu, who once had a fortune of hundreds of millions, was indifferent: "Two hundred thousand dollars is only fifteen good horses, and selling it for a year is not enough for two hundred cavalry."

"This doesn't include other expenses for the cavalry." Mi Zhu shook his head: "It's too little."

Huang Yueying was dumbfounded. This was an angle she had never considered.

"As for this printed book, its price is infinite, but it cannot be sold in large quantities." Mi Zhu shook his head with regret.

Books are valuable, but if engraving books are sold in large quantities, the price of the books will soon plummet.

"About this..." Huang Yueying considered, "When I showed Kong Ming the papers and books yesterday, Kong Ming discussed with the assistant named Jiang Wan, and the two of them had an idea."

"Mr. Mi, do you think you can use engraving to print Di newspapers for sale?"

"Residence newspaper?" Mi Zhu was born into a wealthy businessman. Although Tao Qianzheng gave him a chance to do it, his time was too short. He still regarded himself as a businessman more often, so he almost forgot about the residence newspaper.

At this time, Huang Yueying suddenly felt enlightened when she said this, but soon became filled with doubts:

"But if the engraving of block newspapers becomes popular, the art of engraving will soon be learned by others..."

"Mrs. Huang, we need to think twice about this matter and consult the military advisor and the lord for their opinions."

On the other side, Kong Ming, who was squatting on the edge of the field to open a small stove for Liu Bei, also received new news:

"My lord, Marquis Sun sent Lu Su as an envoy to express his condolences to the Governor, and he has already entered Jiangling City."

Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief: "In this way, Jiangling's ownership should be determined soon."

"No more." Kong Ming reminded: "Counting the days, it will be time for a new phase of the light curtain in five days."

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