Chapter 270

Tana people have no winter, early spring and February, sunny and warm breeze.

The sacrificial hall is bathed in the golden sun, resplendent and solemn.

All the houses of the victims have been built, and the victims who live in the hall have moved out one after another. The hall of the sacrificial master has been restored to its former desolation. However, today, it has once again become a hot topic. The major lords and islanders come from all directions and gather outside the hall, looking at the hall of the sacrificial master with great reverence and excitement.

The elder came out.

There was a commotion in the crowd. They all wanted to rush through, but they were all crowded together. No one could take the first step.

The elder raised his hands and motioned the crowd to be calm. The crowd gradually quieted down.

The elder said without anger: "don't worry, listen to me. The priest has found a way to cure the poison. The husband-in-law and the doctors are going all out to make the soup for everyone. Everyone will have it. There's no big difference between one day and two days. You don't have to fight for the order. Now, everyone goes to the iron cavalry army to get the sign, and whose sign will they call Who goes in. "

The cavalry army is just outside the East and west sides of the hall. There is a license plate on each side. The east side is odd number, 1357, the west side is even number, 2468, and so on.

The crowd swarmed around. In view of the majesty of the cavalry, the scene was not out of control, and everything was in good order.

Today's number plates will soon be collected, and then tomorrow's and the future's. in short, everyone will be guaranteed to receive them.

Because of detoxification, a large number of islanders, including civilians and dignitaries, came to the town, which was impossible in the past. After all, they were all the descendants of slaves, and even the doctors didn't want to come to the town. What's more, these high-ranking dignitaries?

But I'm afraid from now on, these dignitaries will not be interrupted. Who let a hall of sacrifice come out here?

In the light of the temple of the priest, the town is no longer a barren and humble place. The true God protects them. Otherwise, why is it that the whole island is poisoned and only they survive?

When the house is built, it is bigger, brighter and stronger than the original one. The victims move into new houses and start new business. Everything will be a different start.

On the carriage not far away, he Zhuo looked at the thriving town, and his eyes showed a rare satisfaction: "I remember I was here once a few years ago, not like this."

"What's that like?" Female officer Qingyan has never been here.

He Zhuo recalled the shabby town and shook his head with a smile

"Well Is it good or bad now? " Qingyan female official asked.

And Zhuo not false thinking cableway: "of course is good."

Qingyan female official also smiles, and Zhuo heart of the people, since this is better, and Zhuo heart must be very happy.

He Zhuo said, "if I go to other places, I haven't been around the island for many years. I still miss it."

The female officer of Qingyan took a cape and put it on him: "you have been ill for a long time."

They took a carriage to a village on the island. This village is located between the South Island and the North Island. There is the largest natural freshwater lake on the island. Around the lake, there are mountains and plains. The mountains are barren. Some winter wheat is planted in the field. Most of the winter wheat is sown in October and November of the first year, and harvested in April and may of the next year. Now February is the time for wheat to grow vigorously, but As the species is not much, so at a glance, it is sporadic pieces of green.

Qiao Wei stood on the ridge of the field, rubbing a piece of soil with her fingertips. In front of her, in a field that had not been sown, a dozen farmers and their wives looked at her strangely.

She said: "in fact, the soil here is very fertile. As long as we plant it well, we can grow more grain than the Central Plains."

This is a bit exaggerated. After all, the Central Plains is rich in land and resources, and the nameless island is small. Even if the whole island is used to grow grain, it can't grow the Central Plains. However, in terms of per mu yield, it may not lose here.

There is little food in the clan. First, there are few people who can grow. Second, the tools are backward. Even the plow mouth they use for ploughing is made of wood. In the Central Plains, it was replaced by iron head hundreds of years ago. Third, it is also related to other materials that can meet the needs of the island. For example, in the Central Plains, seafood is very expensive, but here, seafood is eaten as a meal.

However, after detoxification, the reproduction capacity of the island will be greatly improved, the population will increase sharply, and the demand for food will also increase day by day. Therefore, it is very necessary to increase the food production.

As early as last month, Qiao Wei asked Tiepu to build a batch of new farm tools according to her requirements. Today, all of them were distributed to farmers free of charge. She demonstrated how to use them. People were surprised. They didn't know that the land could plow so fast!

In addition, Qiao Wei also explained the planting methods of many crops - what soil to plant, what crops to plant, when to sow, when to weed, when to harvest, how to harvest, and so on.

As a matter of fact, long before Qiao Wei, the Presbyterian sent some students who studied agronomy to publicize and explain to the public. But what those students talked about was the matters needing attention in the book, which was too profound for them to understand. Unlike Qiao Wei, who had planted his own land, they talked about real things, and the measures were easy to understand. The public benefited a lot. If they changed to practice martial arts, it would be sudden However, he got through Ren Du's two channels.Although he Zhuo was a little confused about the temple of the saints, he was really a very good he Zhuo. He abolished 15 kinds of exorbitant taxes, and the taxes of farmers were reduced from 40% at the beginning to 20% now. He did not deliberately emphasize agriculture and suppress commerce, so the status and taxes of merchants were far less terrible than those of Central Plains.

The island also has its own army, but the army's pay does not come from the people. They have to farm their own land, fish and hunt their own.

So generally speaking, as long as the island residents are not lazy, most of them can live and work in peace and contentment.

"Little Zhuoma, do you think you can farm on the mountain?" Asked a peasant woman.

Qiao Wei looked at it and said, "it's OK. Let's go and have a look first."

The party followed Qiao Wei up the mountain.

"Tea can be grown here..." Qiao Wei stood on the hillside and spoke patiently.

"Little Zhuoma knows a lot." Qingyan female official said with a smile.

He Zhuo's eyes can't hide the surprise and joy, but if they are separated, there is a trace of heartache: "she is suffering."

……

And Zhuo finally went to the temple.

The temple of saints has long been empty, no longer sacred and prosperous in the past. Standing in the empty hall, he Zhuo's expression is somewhat complicated.

The female official of Qingyan followed him silently without disturbing him.

She knew what he was thinking in his heart. The temple of the saints had done all kinds of bad things, and those people were not sorry for their death. But after all, it carried his belief and memory for nearly a lifetime. Recalling those vivid past events and comparing with those cruel truths, there would always be an unspeakable melancholy and bitterness in her heart.

He Zhuo came to the back hall and stood in front of a room. The door was open, and there were several cold boxes on the ground. He Zhuo walked over slowly, opened the box, and looked at the things used by the saint inside. He didn't move for a long time.

Qingyan female officer came over gently, hesitated for a moment, or asked: "and Zhuo think of the saint?"

He didn't talk to Zhuo.

Qingyan female official said softly: "I know you always treat her as your own child. I don't have any children. I don't know what I would think if it was my child who committed an accident. But when I was very young, I always broke my mother's things, and I broke her leg, but my mother didn't blame me. I am her daughter, no matter how many things I do wrong, even if some things hurt her, she will not have the heart to blame me. In your heart Did you not blame the virgin

And Zhuo still didn't speak, closed the box, and walked out without expression.

The female officer of Qingyan knew that at this moment, the man completely put down his compassion for the saint. If he regarded the saint as his own child, he could not care about the harm she had done to him, but he would not forgive the saint for what she had done to Zhuoma and the little Zhuoma family.

Qingyan female official gathered a face of formality, gently raised his chin: "come on."

A maid came over and said, "Lady Qingyan."

The female official of Qingyan said faintly: "take these things to the backyard It's burning. "

"Yes."

……

And Zhuo came out of the yard.

"Give way, give way!" A bodyguard carried several flowerpots piled higher than him through the hall.

Of course, he didn't know that he Zhuo had come to the palace.

He Zhuo gave way to him naturally.

He took some big flowerpots into the carriage and panted: "be careful, all of these two fruit trees are what little Zhuoma wants. None of them can be broken!"

Because they wanted to transplant the orchard of the temple of saints to helanbao, the three little ones also came to pick up the leak. Let alone let the three little ones find some new fruits. The three little ones picked them without hesitation, sat on the steps outside the temple and ate them.

Originally very heavy heart and Zhuo looking at such a scene, somehow, suddenly smile.

When he left the temple, he was in a good mood. On the carriage back to helanbao, there were three little ones sitting beside him. The three little ones were only for fishing when they were working, and could not be found by the boss. So he had to work hard to eat. He had to "dispose" all the two fruits before Qiao Wei came back.

He Zhuo kindly let the carriage walk slowly, until the third junior high school divided up the last two fruits and ate so much that he couldn't stand up, so he let the carriage into Helan fort with a smile.

I didn't think before, but now I'm more concerned. It's really like going back to my hometown to go for a walk.

"What about Jingyun and Wangshu?" He asked.

The maid at the door said, "Jing Yun is practicing calligraphy in the study, and Wang Shu is speaking with the priest in the South chamber."

"Uncle, you see, the big golden tiger, the gold plate (inkstone), the bead and the comb are all gifts from my grandfather. This beautiful skirt is a gift given to me by Mrs. senna, and this luminous bead is a gift given to me by my grandmother. "

Wangshu carried the box and poured all the gifts he got in Tana on the table. They were all glittering, which made the master salivate.

The archdeacon swallowed his saliva and said solemnly, "how can so many people give you a present?"Wangshu spread out his hand and said like a little adult: "because I'm small, children will be given gifts. If you are so old, you can't give them!"

"Give me a" four words, stuck in the Lord's throat.

The archdeacon cleared his throat and said, "actually I've prepared a gift for you, too! "

Xiao Wangshu's eyes brightened: "really?"

The LORD said, "of course, it's true. I'm so generous and kind-hearted. Won't I prepare a gift for my little nephew and daughter? In fact, I've been ready for a long time. I've wanted to give it to you But

Speaking of this, he stopped.

Wangshu looked at him curiously: "but what?"

The master patted the treasure chest on the table: "see this box? It's filled with all the gifts I prepared for you. Unfortunately, I lost my key, so So I can't open it! This kind of lock is not an ordinary lock. Even the locksmiths in helanbao can't pry it open. When I find the key, I'll... "

Before he finished, Wangshu touched the lock and gently twisted it to break it.

Lord of the church

Half a quarter of an hour later, Xiao Wangshu ran out with a beautiful big box in his arms: "brother, come and see! Uncle gave us a lot of things! "

The Lord's heart is bleeding, bleeding, bleeding!

"What's the good gift, so happy?" And Zhuo kind and spoiled voice appeared at the corner.

Wang Shu ran to him, raised his pink face, and said with a sweet smile, "Tai Gong!"

And Zhuo was called heart warm, looking at her arms with a big box of glittering things, is a smile: "so many baby, who sent?"

Wang Shu said with a smile: "it's from my uncle! Great uncle! I like all these things

The blood in the Lord's heart is running dry

And Zhuo looking at a big box of Gymboree, is it an illusion? Why do you feel so familiar with some of them?

Yes, you're right about Lord Hezhuo. Those are all the way from helanbao One of them is the gold fan pendant that you have used for many years!