Peace Order-Chapter 758 - 86: Mr. Wen He, Li Guanyi is here!

A letter?

Li Guanyi thought of the young lady from Guan Yi City and asked, "Where is it from?"

Ling Pingyang’s face carried a slight smile as he replied, "Jiangnan."

It was not a letter from the young lady.

Li Guanyi felt a bit of regret, or rather, a strong sense of caution made the young man want to avoid this letter. However, Ling Pingyang had already taken it, and on the letter paper was a fine brushwork painting of a willow branch.

It was Yan Daiqing!

Yan Daiqing, a scholar from southern Chen Country, excelled in swordsmanship, internal politics, fine brushwork painting, and had an elegant and refined literary style.

Especially adept at swinging stools in group fights.

Li Guanyi looked at the letter from Yan Daiqing, feeling conflicted like the moment when exam results were released, forcing him to look even though he was reluctant, but after glancing at Ling Pingyang, he sighed and opened the letter.

"It must be again about how much deficit there is in Jiangnan."

Li Guanyi thought as he opened the letter. It was indeed in Yan Daiqing’s elegant writing, but there was something different—ink-colored words, which meant that the finances of the Jiangnan Eighteen States were currently breathing easier.

Li Guanyi relaxed and thought to himself, "Not bad, Daiqing." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

"I thought you could only spend money, who knew you could also earn it."

Li Guanyi relaxed and sat down, flipping through the letter from Yan Daiqing, which was sent a few days earlier because Daiqing did not know exactly where Li Guanyi and his friends had gone in the Martial World. This letter was delivered directly to Ling Pingyang, stationed in Central State.

It reported the general situation in the Jiangnan region.

The main focus was on internal politics, civilian life, and the Qilin Army among other systems.

In terms of internal politics, the locals selected people with work experience to fill grassroots official roles. There were many skilled professionals among the civilians, but these individuals often held secure jobs based on family inheritance.

A coroner’s son would be the local coroner, a prison guard’s son would become a local prison guard; they had family-taught skills, but they also tightly controlled these trades, developed their networks, and demanded payment and favors for their services.

Otherwise, they would face hardships.

People faced with penalties would see sticks swing down hard, heavily landing yet causing no bloodshed.

Some seemed effortless, but even the bones inside might get damaged.

The local offices were complexly intertwined, with aristocratic families on top, greedy officials in the middle, malicious lower officials, and local bullies and tyrants rampant in the villages.

These matters were keenly handled by Xiao Zhi.

The second crop of rice had completed its second cultivation. The Farmer School Masters taught the locals the techniques for faster rooting of seedlings through "farming education". The Farmer School Sect Master transmitted the "Time-Giving Palm Method Diagram" to the populace.

It was an eight-layer rotating disc on the same axle.

From inside to the outside, it represented the directions of the Big Dipper, heavenly stems, earthly branches, the four seasons, twelve months, twenty-four solar terms, seventy-two periods, and the farming activities corresponding to each biological indicator.

All these were consolidated onto a palm-sized diagram.

To study vast and large concepts was natural for great talents, but the Farmer School Sect Master, who simplified these extensive farming principles into such a small area and then taught them to the people in the field dikes, was also a great talent.

With the Farmer School’s clear direction,

the root development rate of the crops in Jiangnan significantly improved. In cooperation with the Mo School, they improved the farming machinery.

Curved plows, the Mo School’s improved version of the plow that could till thirty mu of land in one day, the Three-line Seeder doing simultaneous three-row planting, and the harvesting farm equipment consisting of three parts: Mai Long, Mai Shan, and Mai Chuo.

Based on the ordinary continuous mill, after modification, it also had the functions of grinding flour, husking rice, and milling rice—the Water Wheel Three Features.

The Mo School began to find that suddenly a large sum of money supported their research in Jiangnan and was ecstatic.

They prepared to design water management measures based on Jiangnan’s terrain.

The Mo School disciples, inspired by the Murong Family style, created the Water Discharge, using hydraulic power for bellows in iron smelting.

The Farmer School disciples devised the Continuous Mill, driven by a single ox yet capable of turning the weight of eight mills.

After confirming its effectiveness, they rapidly implemented these designs using gold.

All these were convenient designs that liberated the populace from labor-intensive work.

These were not created upon their arrival in Jiangnan.

Instead, they were technologies accumulated over many years before leaving the Academy, but after arriving in Jiangnan, with the help of Li Guanyi and others, they could directly apply their technologies and designs.

Before this, they had not traveled to study abroad like Buddhist Tao, Zongheng, or the Ming Sect.

Other aristocracies and nobles had also undergone excellent education.

These people would respect them, say many pleasant things, professing their support and respect for the skills of the Mo School and Farmer School, all while behind their elegantly polite smiles and butterfly-like satin clothes covering their faces.

But only here would they directly engage with them about the practicality of technologies.

After discussions, they directly financed these projects.

The Mo Family Master Pan Wanxiu thought about these things. He was no longer young; he had grown old, and even with internal strength, the Inner Strength of the Second Layer Heaven was just so, and he was not adept at combat.

He felt his back pain when he sat for too long.

Traveling the world, seeing many gentle and kind faces, his heart was no longer as strong as when he was a younger man, at least that’s what he had thought. But at this moment, his heart heated up again.

Boom!!!

Accompanied by the sound of mechanisms, a great cloud of dust surged toward the sky, a bronze mechanism burst from the furrows, its bronze steel stern and imposing, dust swirling around the Mo Family Master whose robes billowed, his beard and black robe fluttering in the wind.

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