The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 4: Xishan Villa
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Fu Xiaoguan was very surprised. He held the book without opening it and asked: "If that girl...that noble man comes to you directly, how should you deal with it?"
Fu Daguan smiled calmly, "So, as a father, I have to hide for a while. Others like this kind of nonsense, but your father and I don't have that intention."
He stretched his body, his brows slightly solemn, "The granary of the world is in the south of the Yangtze River. The land in the south of the Yangtze River is fertile and the climate is excellent. Since the Yu Dynasty was first established, the land in the south of the Yangtze River has realized rotation of rice and wheat. Among them, rice is one of the It is ripe twice a year, and although its unit yield is not as high as that of Jiangbei, its total yield is 60 to 70% higher."
"This time the nobles came to the river and wanted to recruit Linjiang grain merchants to join the imperial merchants... This matter may be related to the war in the north."
Fu Xiaoguan came to the country for the first time, but there was no such information in his body's previous memory. He asked: "Is there a war in the north?"
"Before the rise, the barren people in the north originally lived on horses and nomadically roamed thousands of miles of grasslands. Three years after the Taihe period of the Yu Dynasty, they settled down - just north of Yanshan Pass, decades ago, according to Youshang It is said that a city has been formed there, and the desert people call it Shangdu, the capital of the desert country."
“There used to be several places where the Han people gathered north of Yanshanguan. They were originally used for trade between the Han people and the desert people. However, with the settlement of the desert people, these trading places were all destroyed - the desert people were barbaric. In the 13th year of Taihe, the Huang people once went south and broke through Yanshan Pass. They burned, killed and looted all the way to Xinzhou City, the great city in the north of Yu. The general Zhenxi was waiting here. He led an army of 300,000 and was defeated."
"After Zhenbei General Peng Tu defeated the Huangren, he sent his troops northward and chased the Huangren on the Qianli Grassland for three years until Tuoba, the original leader of the Huangren, issued a letter of surrender, respecting me Dayu as his father and promising to forever General Peng withdrew his troops and returned south. Since then, the deserters have become more honest, and the two dynasties have lived in peace for decades."
"Now...there are rumors that the Desolate People are ready to make a move again, and there are also rumors that the Desolate People have stopped paying tribute for two years, and they are afraid that there will be another war."
Admiral Fu stroked his short beard and said with a smile: "This is none of our business. The deserted people are like chickens and dogs. When my Yu Tian soldiers come, they will be destroyed. But fighting is a very waste of food. Although our dynasty has occasionally had disputes with the Wu dynasty in the south, the Yi state in the east, and the Fan state in the west, there have been no major wars. The treasury should be full. Your nobleman's trip is just to prevent trouble in the future. If it succeeds, of course you are a nobleman. If you don't have the ability, who will care about a woman who just got haircut?"
What you said makes sense.
Fu Xiaoguan didn't know much about this world yet, so he ignored it and lowered his head to open the booklet in his hand.
These are the fields counted by landlords and the tenants currently responsible for cultivating these fields.
The dense numbers and names made Fu Xiaoguan's scalp numb, but he still read on. After all...these properties and the people on these properties will belong to him from now on!
The convoy had already left Linjiang City and was walking on a dirt road that was neither spacious nor flat. Fu Xiaoguan raised his head and looked out the window, and saw farmers busy planting rice in the nearby rice fields, while the terrain a little further away was slightly rough. In the high ground, the wheat ears have turned yellow. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll gently, stretching freely and comfortably. It is a beautiful picture.
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Every time the motorcade passes through a small village, it will stop. Fu Daguan and Fu Xiaoguan will go to the village to sit down, chat with the clan leader about this year's harvest, and send some festival items by the way, such as rice dumplings, such as a knife of pork, such as a knife of pork, etc. Basket of sweets and more.
Fu Xiaoguan followed him all the way, smiling and not interrupting. He listened quietly. When his father introduced him to the clan leader, he stood up and greeted him respectfully.
This surprised many people, including Yi Yu and many nursing staff who were accompanying him. Although these clan leaders had heard about the Shaodong family's behavior for a long time, seeing it now, they felt that what they heard was true.
The old club is a very good club, and the young club at least looks very good, which is very good for these patriarchs.
After all, these villages, large or small, all depend on the Fu family for survival. It seems that there will not be much change in the future.
Moving forward, the sun was already high in the sky, and the convoy stopped in a valley.
A nurse was making rice by the stream, and Fu Xiaoguan came to the stream to wash his face.
The wind passed through the valley, bringing coolness and eliminating the slight summer feeling.
A servant brought two chairs from the carriage, and the father and son sat side by side, facing the water.
"Why not eat in the village?"
"After all, there is a difference in status. Besides, those food...are really not very tasty."
Pictures of those villages flashed through Fu Xiaoguan's mind.
There were ragged children hiding in a corner of the thatched house watching them secretly, and a rickety old man sitting under the earth wall catching lice and basking in the sun.
Except for the barking of dogs when we first entered the village, the rest of the time seemed very quiet - there were no people in the village except the old and the young, and those who could work were all in the fields.
This is what they rely on for survival. Nothing is more important than busy farming. As for the Dragon Boat Festival... If you don't have enough to eat, there will be no Dragon Boat Festival.
"They had a hard time."
Fu Daguan turned around and glanced at Fu Xiaoguan, a little confused.
"Tenants account for 20% of the land's output, and government taxes account for 30%. Our Fu family only has 50% left... Why is it so difficult? The Fu family has already given half a percent more to the tenants than other landowners. They have Farm carefully and work hard, and at least you will have enough food and clothing.”
Fu Xiaoguan did not argue with Fu Daguan on this issue. After all, he was an outsider and did not know how much food the 20% was.
"I'm just saying what I feel."
"You can have sympathy, but you can't overdo it. Son, we are landlords after all. We spent real money to buy the fields. It is no different from doing business. If you invest, you should get something. We are not Good people, but if there is a disaster, we will still do some good deeds, but this year is good, they can collect three to five buckets more, and we can also collect three to five buckets more."
Fu Xiaoguan nodded.
He stood up and stretched his muscles, but suddenly he stood still and looked towards the hillside in the distance.
There were only a few trees on the hillside, and I saw two figures running quickly, and heard the sound of tinkling gold and iron.
The distance is a bit far, but the voice is soft after all.
Youhuin also noticed the fighting there, and stood guard by the landowners with a knife in hand.
Fu Xiaoguan opened his mouth in surprise, and was stunned for a few seconds when he saw the two figures flying around and the sword shining in the sun.
"That is?"
The guard leader Zhang Tielv was a little nervous. He stared at the fight and replied: "That's the strong man from the green forest. Don't worry, young master. There are many people like me, so I will protect you well."
The two people on the mountainside didn't care about the group in the valley. The person in front seemed to have been hit by a sword, so he ran away with the knife. The person behind her should be a woman, because she is wearing green clothes. When Fu Xiaoguan saw her raising her sword, he chased her and disappeared into the mountains.
Zhang Tielv felt relieved, raised his hands and said to Fu Xiaoguan: "The strong man is gone, let's just treat it as a grudge between the world and the lake."
What Fu Xiaoguan is thinking about is martial arts, light kung fu, the kind that can really fly!
Even though he was extremely skilled in his previous life, Qing Kung does indeed exist in legends.
Now it seems that this world exists.
Interesting.
This is an unexpected episode on the road. Fu Daguan has limited knowledge about the Green Forest. In Fu Daguan's words... Unless the world changes, there will be no intersection between us and them, and it is best not to have any intersection.
But Fu Xiaoguan was interested in this matter. Otherwise, he just wanted to learn Qing Gong - that feeling of flying.
After dinner, we set off on our journey as usual.
Read those brochures while traveling, and when you arrive at the village, greet the clan leader and the villagers and send them a few thoughts to show the employer's concern for the tenants.
In the evening, the convoy arrived at Xiacun, the largest market town on this trip.
"This entire market town belongs to our family!"
Fu Daguan drew forward and said proudly.
The group did not stay in the market town, but went to the south, which is a villa with mountains and rivers on its back.
"This was built by your mother back then. She said the scenery here is very beautiful. In fact, the real reason is that the lower village has our family's largest granary, as well as our family's other industry, the winery."
From a distance, Fu Xiaoguan only felt that this courtyard occupies a wide area. When he came to the river and got closer, he felt that this courtyard was actually quite majestic.
A dark red high wall surrounds it. There are watchtowers and arrow towers on the high wall, and there are people patrolling between them.
"Your mother named this property Xishan Courtyard. There are granaries and wineries in it, and there are three hundred guards stationed there. These three hundred guards are all retired from the army. The leader Bai Yulian once served on the eastern border. He served in the army and reached the rank of Xiaoqiwei, and retired in the fifth year of Xuanli."
"Female?"
Fu Daguan shook his head, "Man."
"It is said...that this Bai Yulian is highly skilled in martial arts and studied under Daoshan - Nandaoshan and Beijianlin. It seems that is what they said. I have asked, but Bai Xiaolian never answered. This person has a weird temper, but is loyal." There’s no need to question it.”
Fu Xiaoguan became interested in this man named Bai Yulian, firstly because of the name, and secondly because he knew martial arts.
The group of people entered the gate of Xishan Villa and were greeted by the housekeeper who took Fu Daguan and Fu Xiaoguan to the inner courtyard.
The space between the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard is quite open, and a team of ten guards patrolled the area in an orderly manner. Apparently they did not relax because the head of the family was not here.
The inner courtyard is a different world, with pavilions, bridges and corridors, gurgling streams and the fragrance of flowers.
This is the residence of the head of the Xishan Villa.
Fu Xiaoguan did not see Bai Yulian.
Butler Chuck said he should be at the winery.
It’s already time to settle down and have dinner.
Fu Xiaoguan stood on the second floor, leaning against the fence and facing the cool night breeze, looking at this huge courtyard, thinking about how much it would have been worth in his previous life...
A dumb smile.
Looking up, the crescent moon hangs in the sky, decorated with countless stars.
Looking down, a lantern lit up between the eaves.
A man was sitting on the eaves, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and looking at the moon in the sky.
Like a... lone wolf.