501 The first time it was gone

It is estimated that after a winter of production, Liangzhou cotton cloth will be officially put on the market in the spring of next year and become a new specialty. And its price is 450 yuan a horse, which is basically the same as Chengdu, the main linen production area, and it is a civilian route, and the sales prospects should be very good.

The promotion society also estimated this, and they took out a loan with the Bank of Huangzhou and sent people to Jingzhaofu and Kaifeng City to open stores, specializing in selling woolen textiles and cotton cloth from Liangzhou. At the same time, it is also the transportation station of the Wangshi postal system, and even the transportation channels have been solved.

Since Hong Tao handed over the cotton cloth sales to the promotion agency, he will no longer bother with this matter, and it will be clear at a glance when he looks at the financial statements when the time comes.

He is more worried about the problem of looms, these cotton ancients look very good, but in his eyes it is too rough, when the outer clothes are no problem, making underwear is almost meaningless.

How to improve the weaving technology of cotton cloth is not something he can control, and it has to be solved by craftsmen like Huang Huai'an. Fortunately, there is still time, as long as it can be profitable, there will be countless people who sharpen their heads to do this, and they can't stop it, and they don't have to worry about it at all.

Compared with the cotton mill, the pioneers who planted white stacks this year can be regarded as full of harvest. This thing is not too difficult to grow, with soil urea and soil potassium fertilizer, coupled with the abundant source of raw materials of cattle and sheep manure fertilizer, the yield of cotton is very good. In the first year, the average yield per mu can reach more than two stones, that is, more than 200 Song Jin.

The rice yield in Jiangsu and Zhejiang is no more than that, and the average yield per mu of various grains in the northwest is less than two stones. In this way, it is much more cost-effective to grow white stacks than to grow grain, and its purchase price is almost twice that of cereals, which is basically the same as that of new rice.

Hong Tao thinks that when the chemical plant can provide a small amount of ammonium sulfate fertilizer next year, with the use of farm fertilizer, the yield per mu of cotton will have to be increased a lot, and the ability to resist diseases and pests will also be strengthened.

As soon as the cotton mill solves the loom problem, it can allocate the pioneer field for the fourth time, so that the output of cotton cloth can reach a new level, and it will really become the fist product of Ganliang Road.

Why not immediately expand the cotton mill and increase the number of looms, wouldn't this also increase cotton production? The answer is no, because Ganliang Road does not have so many people, so there is not enough labor.

This problem cannot be fundamentally solved in a short period of time, and it will certainly not be possible to absorb a large number of displaced people from the hinterland, so we can only start by raising the level of productive forces. There is still so much labor still used, but through scientific and technological progress to increase the creativity of the unit, the same way.

"I said, can you guys stop a bit? Why are you still so willful on the battlefield! ”

Under the cover of the white cloak, the soldiers gradually closed from north to south to the wooden fort in the middle, and at this time Hong Tao followed the three princes at the end of the line, and as he walked, he heard the sound of chirping behind him, and the four little ones pinched again.

"They say that officials use more bullying and less and secretly acting, which is not bright enough!" Chen Niang's little report immediately came up, she was not arguing with the three princes, but justifying her adoptive father's name.

"It's for others to see, do you know those big brothers who caught foxes for you? If they have to be above board, they may be killed by the bows and arrows of the Tanguts, so how do you choose? Do you give up your name to save their lives, or do you sacrifice their lives for the sake of fame? ”

Hong Tao waved his hand and motioned for the surrounding special forces to squat on the spot, and then called the three princes to his side to start class. It's the same whether you attack or not, or you don't have to command better, and the focus of this trip is to attend classes. Teaching a good emperor who knows the cold and warm, knows the reason, knows the black and white, and knows the past and the present is more cost-effective than training 100,000 new troops.

"That'...... Is there anything wrong with what is said in the Scriptures? "Zhao Jian read the most books, he already had a teacher before he came to Huangzhou, he was still a great Confucian, and what he learned often conflicted with the current reality.

"There's nothing wrong with that, but those books are to teach you how to be a good emperor admired by all people, not to teach you to be a general who charges into battle. To be an emperor must be of noble character, hide all the vile side, and let the good side be shown in front of the people. But when you go to war, you have to do the opposite, and you have to treat the enemy as cruel and ruthless as a harsh winter, and you can do it as it is convenient. ”

"It's good to read more, but you must know when to use the knowledge in that book, and you can't use it wrongly, and it's better not to read it if you use it wrongly. My uncle doesn't want to teach you how to be a general, but you must know what it means to be a qualified general. In the future, no matter who runs the country, we are not afraid of the people below coaxing us. Let the courtiers do the bad things, and the more they do, the easier it will be for the emperor to control. If you dare to disobey and take out one thing casually, this minister will be ruined, and the emperor is still clean, understand? ”

The question of right or wrong Hong Tao has never given a conclusion, and he does not want to give a conclusion. Standing in different positions, the standards of right and wrong are different, and what the general thinks is right, the emperor may think it is wrong. Therefore, what the princes should learn is not how to distinguish between right and wrong, but how to understand as much as possible about different rights and wrongs.

Hong Tao can't talk more about the legal system, because the legal system is used to limit power. If this reaches the ears of Emperor Shenzong, it will be either a rebellion or a rebellion, even more powerful than rebellion, this is digging the roots of the royal family.

“…… Ben Wang didn't quite understand...... "These truths are really not easy for an eight-year-old child to understand, even Chen Niang. It's just that she's been exposed to this set of things since she was a child, and she doesn't think it's strange.

"It's okay if you don't understand, remember my uncle's words, and if you encounter similar problems in the future, you will take them out and ponder them, and sooner or later you will understand. Come, let's go further and see how the soldiers fought for the country. ”

Seeing that the team was going farther and farther, and the range of the naked eye in the middle of the night was only a few hundred meters, the main purpose of the trip was defeated. The lecture is just an embellishment, the important thing is to let the princes see it with their own eyes and let them remember it for a lifetime.

It's a pity that the princes didn't see much of the bloody battle of the soldiers for the country, and only saw them shoot the figures in the fence with crossbow arrows like rabbits.

More than 400 soldiers of the New Army shot around the fort for a quarter of an hour, and not a single person rushed out. After no one rushed out again, the soldiers of the new army pulled the wooden fence with thick ropes, brought over a dozen camels, and directly dragged the wall to lie down. Then the new army with shields formed a battle line and slowly pressed inward, followed by several rows of crossbowmen, shooting if there was a living thing.

The battle process was so boring, the beacon fire in the walled fort was not lit from beginning to end, it had already been touched and occupied by the special forces, and whoever dared to climb up would be greeted by a few siege crossbows below.

Eighty-one corpses, twelve wounded soldiers, this is all the result of the night attack. There were not a single casualties among the Forces nouvelles, and most of the enemy were shot dead at the barracks gates, and there was little quality resistance.

"Do you want to try the taste of killing with your own hands? Uncle first explained, this is not a compulsory course for being an emperor, and he will not be blamed for killing or not. "These twelve captives Hong Tao didn't want to take them with him, and they couldn't take them back because they were too far away. But you can't kill it in vain, you have to gain something.

"The officials won't blame, but we will, people who don't dare to kill the enemy need to clean the toilet and wash other people's clothes every day in the children's group, and I look down on them even more!"

Hong Tao pretended to be red-faced, and Chen Niang immediately became white-faced. Not only that, but he also moved two steps away, as if it was a shame to stand with the three princes.

Chen Niang's words played a key role, and the princes were not afraid that their uncles would look down on them, they felt that it was as it should be. But he resolutely does not want to be despised by his peers, especially being despised by girls. But really holding the knife in his hand, looking at the other party's unfamiliar face and miserable expression, this knife is really difficult to stab.

"Sixth brother, I'll come first!" In the end, it was the Eighth Emperor Zhao Wei who gritted his teeth and stepped forward, stabbed the dagger into the neck of a prisoner of war with his eyes closed.

"Not me...... Yes, yes, yes...... It's not me ......" It's a pity that this time it wasn't stabbed right, and it wasn't deep enough, but a lot of blood came out, but the person was still alive, struggling on the ground, and making various sounds in his throat.

This frightened Zhao Kui, wanted to run, and his two legs did not obey him; If you want to shirk responsibility, you can't beat anyone; Standing in place and trembling is worse than a dying prisoner of war, you can't see if you are peeing your pants, and you are wearing too thick.

"I really didn't see that you were the bravest, give, my dagger gave you...... Hum! At this time, Chen Niang began to be bad again, stepped forward and hugged Zhao Qi's shoulder very affectionately, looked at the miserable little face with admiration, and stuffed her dagger into someone's arms.

"I dare too...... Kill...... Yes! ”

It's over, the sixth prince Zhao Maid's eyes turned red when he saw Chen Niang behaving like this, and he shouted and rushed to the captive in front of him, no matter where the neck was or where the chest was, he closed his eyes and pierced it. Pierce and shout until you don't have the strength to pull the knife out.

"Ben Gong...... I don't want Chen Niang to be the queen anymore......" Zhao Yan didn't have the courage to take several poses, and admitted his defeat with regret, and then picked up his trumpet reverse pulley crossbow and aimed at the prisoners of war three steps away.

Accurately, an arrow hit the throat. It's so ruthless, I shot straight through. It seems that the trumpet reverse pulley crossbow is not small, much stronger than the scorpion crossbow.

"Good! It's all good, Wang Qian is young, and he dares to shoot the enemy, and he is also a good man in my Song Dynasty! Come, serve wine, drink a bowl, and you will all be men in the future! ”

It's too grandson, Chen Niang finished fooling Hong Tao and went on. The three princes let the father and daughter take turns to shout, and the soldiers of the new army who turned around applauded, and immediately felt less afraid, and their small breasts were straightened, and half a bowl of horse wine was poured down.

This day was truly unforgettable for them, the first time they went to the battlefield in person, the first time they killed people with their own hands, the first time they drank strong wine, and they arranged three more female prisoners of war in the evening, and all the first time was broken.