Tang Xiang

In the second year of Zhenguan, Zhao Xianglu, a technician from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, passed through the Tang Dynasty and became the son of a small landowner on the verge of bankruptcy outside Luoyang City. My father was seriously ill, my mother was in tears, and only half a liter of mung beans and a few acres of thin farmland were left at home. He used the vague leftover pages of heavenly creation in his mind, starting from the germination of mung beans, and gradually took root in the desperate situation. Three years of breeding, five years of field expansion, and ten years of canal construction—he used the stupidest and most solid method to turn a handful of wheat seeds into golden wheat waves in the Guanzhong Plain. From the stove in Zhaojiazhuang to the Taishi Bureau in Chang'an City, from an unnoticed farm boy to a pragmatic minister in charge of the world's agricultural affairs. He does not rely on machinations and tricks, but only relies on the simplest understanding of the land: deep plowing, selecting seeds, nurturing the land, and rotating crops. The land does not deceive others. On this long field ridge, he met a girl squatting at the head of the field and listening to him talk about the lack of water in the wheat seedlings - Princess Changle. She asked him why he wanted to control locusts, and he said, "Because people need to eat." From then on, Zi Yunying kept her hair in the corner of Wubenzhuang every year. The gold hairpin was broken in half, half for each person, and she waited for three full years. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.