It has already reached the seventh day of the third month of the 15th year of Jian'an. In the south, spring plowing has already begun at this time. Large areas of designated areas outside the fishing town have begun to be reclaimed one after another. However, the main task this year is to reclaim land, and the harvest will not be too much. If you really have a bumper harvest, you may have to wait for next year.

However, for those people who came to the fishing towns to make a living under the call of the prefect Bangwen, they worked very hard this year. Although the government would not give them these new fields, the favorable conditions for two years of tax exemption made it difficult for them to refuse, let alone the tax of ten taxes in two years will be taxed in ten taxes.

When the Han Dynasty was prosperous, the agricultural tax was actually not high. At the lowest point, there were 20 taxes or even lower taxes. However, today, there were chaos and the separatist rule of the princes, the biggest feeling for ordinary people is that the taxes have increased. Five taxes and ones and ones are normal. Moreover, as tenant farmers, most of the food they harvested is given to those landlords, and it would be great if they could not starve to death.

Now that the government has given a heavy land, it is just a change of the master's family. Even though this land was cultivated by them, the concept in their bones has been formed, not to mention that the government's tax collection is not high, at least it will not be worse than before.

"No, this plow is too small!" Looking at the curved plow that is more than twice as small as the plow in the past, the elderly farmer shook his head and sighed.

"It's not that the bigger the better." Liu Yi smiled and asked someone to put the curved plow on the back of the cow and asked the old farmer to start plowing the fields. The design should be fine, but now it depends on the effect.

The old farmer sighed, shook his head and urged the cow to start pulling the plow. The straight plow was very large and needed two cows to operate. The plow in front of him was not only small, let alone the cow, but even a young man with some strength could pull it. This plow was a larger hoe, right?

However, Liu Yi asked him to do it, but he couldn't refuse. He was still the prefect, so these powerful people know these things?

Thinking of this, the old farmer farmed for a while and gradually realized that something was wrong. The speed was faster than the previous plow, and the effect was not bad at all.

Hell?

The old farmer carefully knocked on the plow, and it was about to turn. This was a difficult operation, but the plow looked light and should be able to lift it up by himself?

"Dadlock, don't lift it up, it will automatically turn at the turn." Liu Yi's loud voice came from afar.

When the old farmer heard this, he drove the cow into a corner with some skepticism. Then he realized that the plow was not one in the middle and could swing automatically when turning. This improvement was not big, but just a small change saved a lot of effort.

The old farmer drove the cattle back and forth a few times in a daze. The fields that took one day to plow were now only half of the time. With this in the future, this farming can save a lot of effort!

"Mr. Fu, your plow is really... really..." The old farmer was fucking his stomach and couldn't think of any suitable words to describe his mood for a while. He looked at Liu Yi with some anticipation: "Is this plow really for me?"

"Well, I'm giving it to you!" Liu Yi was very satisfied with the curved plow he designed. Just looking at the old farmer's smile on his face, he felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment. This curved plow can obviously be promoted and there is no need to improve it.

"Thank you, the mansion!" The old farmer wanted to kneel down for Liu Yi, but Liu Yi reached out to support him.

"The gifts are exempted, and I will promote them more. Tell others that if you want to use this plow, go to the yamen office to register and pay an additional 10% of the grain tax every year, and you can get it. After two years of use, go to the yamen office to eliminate the records. At that time, the plow will belong to him and there is no need to pay more taxes for it." Liu Yi smiled.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, Mr. Man!" The old farmer couldn't stop smiling. In this way, he received two years of taxes in vain, and that 10% of taxes was also a lot.

After saying goodbye to the excited old farmer, Liu Yi took Chen Ergou towards the direction of the fishing town. After the promotion of this curved plow in Changsha, you can consider promoting it to Guiyang, Lingling, Wuling and Nanjun. Liu Bei's current territory is only so large. With this thing, you should be able to reserve more capital for Liu Bei in the future.

Of course, it can also be regarded as reducing the pressure for Cui Zhouping. The first thing that benefits from the promotion of this Quyuan Plow is the landlords in Changsha County are rich. The promotion of this thing should be able to shut up these people.

Although Cui Zhouping didn't say that, Liu Yi was not really deaf about the matter outside the window. During these days, as some people migrated here, Liu Yi was able to hear some news that was unfavorable to him and Cui Zhouping. After all, Changsha's population is just so small, and Liu Yi suddenly attracted so many people. For the wealthy families in Changsha City, the labor force has been greatly reduced. If they want to retain the tenant farmers, they have to increase their treatment, which will naturally cause damage to their interests.

Next month is the month when Lu Lingqi is expected to give birth. Liu Yi rarely leaves his wife except for necessary ones. Now the matter of Quyuanli has been decided, so naturally he will not stay outside for a long time. When he returns home, half of the day has passed, the lunch time has passed, and the weather is at its hottest time. The maid who is guarding the courtyard is sleeping lazy. He probably never thought that Liu Yi would come back at this time.

Liu Yi didn't care about her either. He had this state before. Besides, this spring is a time when it is easy to get sleepy, and spring is in short supply. Deng's family strictly controls the rules of this family. On the contrary, the head of Liu Yi is not too concerned about it. Occasionally, he would joke with these young girls. Now seeing her like this, Liu Yi has a tantrum.

But I just thought about it, that would make him, the head of the family, seem to be unstern.

Wangcai was sleeping next to its concubine. When he heard the movement, he opened his eyes and looked at it. Seeing that it was Liu Yi, his ears moved, and he shook his tail again, saying hello, and then he continued to droop his eyes and ignore him.

The already burning sunlight shone through the window into the hall. The maid lying on the table was napping, and her head-nodding look was quite funny. Liu Yi shook his hand in front of her, but she waved her hand away.

The whole hall felt a little quiet. Liu Yi looked at the maid speechlessly, shook his head and sighed, walked upstairs, ran for a long time, and got off the floor. He was about to go to the bathhouse to soak it.

The original bathing method in this era was very difficult. You had to fill the bathtub first, then heat it up, and drain it even more troublesome. Whenever you think of this, Liu Yi was quite proud. In this era, there were probably not many wealthy families who could take a bath as freely as he did.

Not to mention the steaming room, although it cannot be steamed every day, it is still OK to steam it once or twice occasionally.

The bathroom at home is not too big, at least not as big as the time of Mocheng. This fishing village was built temporarily for convenience. It is considered a vacation villa, so it is naturally not so particular. The entire bathroom is only a dozen square meters in size, and most of it is occupied by a bathtub.

The bathroom on the second floor is bigger. After all, it is used for the maids and Deng in the family. Although they are the head of the family, that place is also forbidden for him, so it is better not to go in any way.

When passing by the second floor, Liu Yi stopped to listen, but naturally he didn't hear anything. The sound insulation effect of the small building is very good.

Liu Yi nodded with satisfaction and expressed satisfaction with the residence he built. Then he went up to the third floor, but unexpectedly found that his wife was not there, and it seemed that Mrs. Deng was not there either. I thought he had gone out, so no wonder those girls dared to be lazy.

Thinking about whether he had sued Deng's sister-in-law afterwards and asked Deng to clean up the disobedient little girls, he pushed open the bathroom door. Steamed water vapor rushed towards him, but the picture was frozen at this moment.

Lu Lingqi lay on the bed in the bathroom with her bulging belly looking like an ostrich egg from this angle. Her comfortable expression gradually turned into astonishment and looked at the suddenly pushed open door.

Even during pregnancy, due to Liu Yi and Zhou Zhi's care, his skin remains smooth and tender. Of course, this scene that has been seen countless times will not shock Liu Yi. What made him freeze is that Deng, who is helping Lu Lingqi wipe his body, is here.

Naturally, it is impossible to be like Lu Lingqi, wearing white underwear and underwear. However, under the erosion of water vapor, it has been pressed tightly on the skin. The round shoulders and half of the bare legs give people a faint feeling. In addition, with the surrounding water mist, the long hair that was folded up on the surface was now scattered like a black waterfall, blocking the smooth back.

At this moment, Deng also looked at Liu Yi in amazement.

"Uh... rude!" Liu Yi closed the door and exited the bathroom. Such a picture was actually not very impactful to Liu Yi. After all, what Deng's clothes are now, when it comes to women in later generations, they dare to wear them directly on the streets. In larger cities, such clothes are considered conservative.

It probably isn't a big deal, right?

Liu Yi shook his head and returned to his room. He was more concerned about the impact of this matter. After all, he got along well with Deng and was used to having such an orderly woman in life who could clean up the family. If this incident made it embarrassing for both parties to get along, it would be something Liu Yi would not want to see.

The Han Dynasty was not as serious as the Ming and Qing Dynasties? You have to be responsible for the skin just by looking at it?

The screams that should have appeared in the imagination did not appear, which did not conform to Deng's temperament.

A mess of thought flashed through my mind. Liu Yi rubbed his cheeks, opened the window casually, looked at the scenery in the courtyard, thinking about what he should say when he saw the two of them later? Or...
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