Memoirs of the Heavenly Khan

Chapter 8: Farming is Impossible

Beixiurong, Taiping Village.

Jia Sixie was very depressed.

In the first few days after arriving, Jia Sixie was moved by the hospitality of the villagers in Taiping Village, but he was also worried about whether his staying overnight would cause trouble to others.

After all, these days, landlords don’t have much surplus food!

But soon, he found out that he was just overthinking it.

There are herds of cattle and sheep in this village, and the warehouses are filled with large amounts of grain. The most important thing is that the villagers here really do not farm, just as Li Shuang's retainer said.

The villagers spend the whole day practicing martial arts and horsemanship with swords, spears, and halberds.

Jia Sixie understood that he had not entered the village at all, but had clearly entered a den of thieves!

At this point, it was too late. He wanted to leave, but was afraid he couldn't.

Hou Jing walked in with a smile, carrying a bowl of corn and a pile of mutton.

"Are you up, sir?"

Looking at the fierce Hou Jing, Jia Sixie asked nervously:

"I've been delayed here for a long time. I don't know when I can leave."

"Sir, you can leave anytime!"

Hou Jing's words made Jia Sixie suspicious, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Really?"

"Of course, my master has not detained you."

"Then Jia will take his leave!"

Jia Sixie picked up the bag that had been prepared long ago and was about to walk out in two steps, but he saw Hou Jing pulled out a knife.

"what are you up to?"

"I am here to entertain you, my lord. Now that you are determined to leave, I cannot stop you. However, I have failed you, my lord, and I can only die as an apology!"

As he said this, he was about to pick up the knife and slit his own throat.

Jia Sixie was a relatively kind-hearted person. He had never seen such a scene before, so he hurried to stop it.

"No, no, can't I just stay?"

Hou Jing, who had a resolute look on his face just now, smiled and brought the food over.

"Then sir, please have your meal early. The master has instructed that you can teach the villagers how to farm in your spare time."

After hearing this, Jia Sixie looked bitter.

"It's not that I don't teach, it's really..."

Jia Sixie came from a family with a long history of learning and had served as an agricultural official for many years. He was proficient in agronomy, gardening, afforestation, sericulture, animal husbandry, veterinary medicine, breeding, brewing, cooking, storage, and famine control.

He is a good teacher, but the villagers of Taiping Village are not good students!
"How ridiculous! I'll go with you, sir, and see who dares not to show you respect."

With Hou Jing following behind Jia Sixie, the villagers of Taiping Village all gave him face and gathered obediently under the teaching plan of Teacher Jia Sixie, and many of them were still children.

Since entering Taiping Village, Jia Sixie saw so many students for the first time and was very happy.

"Fellow villagers, what do you want to learn?"

"What can you teach us, sir?"

Listening to the young children asking questions, Jia Sixie replied:
"I will teach you how to divert water, reclaim wasteland, and cultivate the land. From now on, you won't have to worry about making a living and wander around. How do you do that?"

At this time, the young child asked:

"Will I be able to afford armor and horses within the next ten years?"

"cannot!"

“No, no, no!”

"How about I teach you how to plant mulberry trees, raise silkworms, brew wine, and raise livestock?"

"Will I be able to afford armor and horses within the next ten years?"

"cannot!"

“No, no, no!”

Jia Sixie's face changed, and he wondered why the children in this village always wanted to buy armor and horses?

"How about I teach you how to read and write, identify rare treasures, and broaden your horizons?"

"Will I be able to afford armor and horses within the next ten years?"

"cannot!"

“No, no, no!”

……

At this time, Hou Jing was angry.

"You boys, you don't want to learn this, you don't want to learn that, what do you want to learn?" "We want to learn how to ride horses, draw bows, march and fight, and kill the enemy in battle!"

Looking at these young children, Jia Sixie was in a trance and a little stunned.

Since the Yongjia Rebellion began, the Han family had lost their martial virtues for hundreds of years and had been bullied by the Hu people. He never expected that today, he would feel the full martial virtues in these children.

Jia Sixie's expression softened a lot.

"Why do you want to go into battle and kill the enemy?"

"Rob money and rob women!"

The childish words were shouted out in unison, and Jia Sixie's face turned pale. Hou Jing on the side coughed and quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Who taught you all this?"

"Didn't Uncle Hou say that to my father when they were drinking?"

Hou Jing hit the kid on the head and looked at Jia Sixie awkwardly.

"Nonsense, you kid, how dare you slander me! I, Hou Jing, am a man of integrity. All I've learned in my life is to defend my country and the people. Nothing else!"

The child who was beaten was also a stubborn person. He covered his head and pouted, looking very unconvinced.

"I'm not talking nonsense. You even said you'd seize Luoyang and Jiankang if you had the chance. You even..."

Hou Jing covered the child's mouth with his hand. Seeing Jia Sixie leave with a wave of his sleeves, he quickly reminded him in his ear:

"Next time someone asks, just say it's for fame and love, got it?"

The child nodded, and Hou Jing quickly chased after him.

"Sir, children should not be afraid to speak, children should not be afraid to speak!"
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Xiurongchuan.

Blue sky, white clouds, and green grass everywhere.

Tents are lined up on the land and beside the river.

The young descendants of the Erzhu family gathered together and listened to Li Shuang impart advanced work experience.

The Erzhu family was a large family. In the tent, there were not only Erzhu Rong's nephews and nieces, but also Erzhu Rong's younger brothers.

As they listened, most of the Erzhu family's children became distracted and slipped away to hunt.

Only Erzhu Rong's nephew Erzhu Tianguang and cousin Erzhu Dulu heard the end, but their faces still looked a little confused.

Erzhu Tianguang sat in the first row. He was fair and tender, and chubby. The flesh on his face trembled when he spoke.

"Uncle San, after learning these moves, can we deal with the leaders of those tribes?"

"Almost. In most cases, it's OK."

"What about those rare times?"

Li Shuang touched Erzhu Tianguang's head and shook his head.

"For these tactics to succeed, there must be a prerequisite, that is, the leaders of the tribes you want to target do not want to rebel!"

Erzhudulu, who was sitting in the second row and was thin and strong, asked:

"What if the other party wants to rebel?"

Li Shuang didn't say anything, just chuckled.
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Nan Xiurong.

When Erzhu Zhao walked into the tent as usual, carrying the staff, he felt a completely different atmosphere.

Erzhu Zhao used a pretentious tone and continued to threaten:

"Wan Zi Qi Zhen, why don't you bow when you see the staff?"

Wan Ziqizhen sat in the leader's seat and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Erzhu Zhao, how much money have you made with this trick, how many women have you robbed, isn't it enough?"

"I was working for the imperial court, collecting military rations to fight against the rebels in the Six Garrisons!"

Wan Ziqi really sneered.

"The Six Garrisons are traitors? Every man in the Six Garrisons was once a hero who served his country and his people, yet how did the imperial court treat them?"

Looking at the other party's appearance, Erzhu Zhao's momentum was dampened, but his words remained firm.

"Wan Ziqizhen, do you also want to rebel?"

"That's right!"

Wan Ziqizhen shouted loudly, swept the utensils in front of him to the ground, stood on the table, and looked down at Erzhu Zhao.

"To tell you the truth, I have decided to pledge my loyalty to the True King and rebel against the Luoyang court."

Erzhu Zhao panicked and his men came over.

"Military Lord, what should we do now?"

"I don't know, Ohnoshuang didn't teach me!"

(End of this chapter)