Brother Zhu Youxiao

Chapter 155

"Resurrection?"

In Wenhua Hall, Ye Xianggao's eyes lit up when he heard that Yang Gao could survive.

Liu Yixiu also believes that if Yang Gao is sent to North Korea, it may have a different effect.

After all, during the Korean War, on the day Yang Gao left North Korea, the Korean people "covered the road and cried" to see Yang Gao off.

After Yang Gao left, the kings and ministers of North Korea erected a monument to Yang Gao in praise of Yang Gao's achievements.

Whenever envoys or generals from the Ming Dynasty came to the court, the kings and ministers of North Korea would ask about Yang Gao's recent situation. The Xuanwu Temple was built in North Korea, and the king of North Korea proposed that Yang Gao should be used as a share.

If such a person is transferred to North Korea, perhaps only the late North Korean King Li Yan can barely confront him.

As for Li Hui?Compared with the hearts of the people and the hearts of scholar-bureaucrats, he is far inferior to Yang Gao.

Once he wants to make some small moves, as long as Yang Hao incites and stirs up casually, it will be easy for Li Hui to be deposed.

Thinking of this, Ye Xianggao and Liu Yixiu both bowed to each other and said, "I think that King Qi's words are feasible."

Seeing that both of them agreed, Zhu Youxiao glanced at Zhu Youjian, and then said:

"Since this is the case, Yang Gao, Li Rubai, and Li Ruzhen will be reinstated, and Yang Gao will be reinstated as the minister of the Ministry of Rites. After the beginning of spring, he will inspect North Korea and live in Seoul. He will be escorted to North Korea by a hundred households of Xiaoqiwei, acting as his guard."

Zhu Youxiao left nails beside Yang Gao, one of the sixteen guards, a hundred households of Xiaoqiwei, and this approach made Ye Xianggao and the others frown, but they still bowed deeply.

But after responding, Ye Xianggao took out another memorial and said:

"Long live, Chen Liangbi, the Governor General of the Ministry of War, said that the original three camps had [-] horses, but in the [-]th year of Wanli, [-] horses died. You see..."

"Transfer to the Imperial Horse Supervisor!" Zhu Youxiao heard that the three major battalions could raise horses to death, and as Ye Xianggao thought, he asked all the army horses to be transferred to the Imperial Horse Supervisor.

Zhu Youjian was very happy when he heard about this arrangement.

The Yumajian has traded many times at present, and the number of Bayo army horses has increased a lot, but the army horses are still less than [-], and they can't even equip two cavalry guards.

Now that the horses from the Beijing camp are transferred, the military horses on hand will be much richer. It is estimated that after the three towns in Shanxi are abolished, the four cavalry guards will be able to achieve a configuration of four horses per person.

"The minister obeys the order..."

Seeing what Zhu Youxiao said, Ye Xianggao responded with a salute, and then together with Liu Yixiu, he talked with Zhu Youxiao about some other political affairs. In the end, the two left after seeing that the matter was settled, but Zhu Youxiao The principal said to Zhu Youjian after the two had left:
"Brother asked Yang Gao to go to North Korea. If this happens, the king and ministers of North Korea will probably be cautious."

"However, if North Korea really had trade relations with Jian Nu, and the trade was cut off under Yang Gao's supervision, I'm afraid the old slave will lead troops to attack North Korea."

Zhu Youxiao's words made Zhu Youjian respond with a smile: "If the old slave dares to send troops in a big way, it's time for my Liaodong soldiers to take back Fushun, Tieling, and Kaiyuan!"

After all, Zhu Youjian talked about the construction of docks and armed merchant ships.

Although Zhu Youxiao didn't understand why he wanted to build so many big ships, but when he thought that it was his younger brother's decision, he nodded slightly in approval.

So, in the next half a month, the money spent by the Yumajian was like running water, and the coast of Tianjin was also filled with soil to build shipyards, and huge docks sprung up.

Time is running out, and little by little it has come to late September.

At this moment, the autumn harvest is over, and at the same time, the experimental field in the south of Yongping Prefecture is also fully harvested.

After hearing the news, Zhu Youjian rushed towards Yongping Mansion under the guard of hundreds of people including Xiaoqi and Jinyiwei.

On the afternoon of September [-]th, he came to the experimental field, and the field was already bare. Wang Chengen, who was in charge of this area, received Zhu Youjian at the gate of Wubao not far from the experimental field.

Cao Huachun helped Zhu Youjian get off his horse, and Wang Chengen also came up and said:
"Your Highness, these crops have already been harvested in Wubao in various places, and the million-mu experimental fields circled in Yongping Mansion have harvested well."

"How about the yield per mu of various grains?" Zhu Youjian asked happily, patting the ashes that had been scattered.

Seeing this, Wang Chengen immediately took out a document from his arms and said:

“麦122斤、蜀黍（高粱）175斤、豆126斤、谷224斤、玉麦184斤、番薯1245斤，马铃薯（土豆）458斤。”

"How much corn and potatoes?" Zhu Youjian thought he had misheard.

Seeing this, Wang Chengen turned to the page recording the Three Treasures, pointed to it and said:

"You can harvest about [-] catties of jade wheat in the upper field, [-] catties in the middle field, and [-] catties in the lower field."

"You can harvest more than [-] catties of sweet potatoes in the field, more than [-] catties in the middle field, and [-] catties in the field."

"Potatoes can be harvested for six hundred and four in the upper field, four hundred and five in the middle field, and three hundred and two in the lower field."

Wang Chengen's point made Zhu Youjian in a trance for a while.

He originally thought that corn would be the main force, but now it seems that corn is completely inferior to sweet potatoes and potatoes.

This is what Zhu Youjian didn't understand. In the era when there were no improved varieties, the yield of corn was not as good as that of millet, and it was almost the same as sorghum.

In addition, unimproved corn is a temperature-loving crop, so it is destined to be unable to undertake the important task of developing the Northeast.

"Which of these three crops is resistant to cold and who is resistant to drought?"

Zhu Youjian asked with a livid face, and Wang Chengen immediately flipped through the document when he saw this, and found the growth habit recorded by the Yanshan Institute, and said:

"Sweet potatoes are more drought-resistant and cold-resistant than most crops in Ming Dynasty. Potatoes are the least cold-resistant, but very drought-resistant. Corn is more cold-resistant than potatoes, but not as drought-resistant as sweet potatoes and potatoes."

Having said that, Wang Chengen said with a smile:
"Your Highness, you don't know that the common people were overjoyed when they found out about the production of sweet potatoes. According to the "Ten Uses of Sweet Potatoes" taught by your Highness, some people have already started eating roasted sweet potatoes."

"Alas..." Zhu Youjian sighed in his heart, feeling very helpless.

He originally thought that corn and potatoes would be the main force, but he didn't want to think that in this era, the economic benefits of corn are far inferior to sweet potatoes and potatoes.

Fortunately, with sweet potatoes and potatoes, Daming's resistance to severe drought has increased a lot.

"How much grain does one million acres of arable land produce?" Zhu Youjian asked Wang Chengen, and Wang Chengen flipped through the document and said:

"[-] mu of sweet potato, [-] million shi, [-] mu of corn, [-] shi, [-] mu of potato, [-] shi."

"One million acres of land yielded a total of [-] million shi." Wang Chengen looked at the yield per mu in the document, and he was happy, and said:
"If sweet potatoes and potatoes are promoted, I'm afraid Daming will usher in a prosperous age!"

"Do the tenants from all over the place who came to cultivate the experimental fields know?" Zhu Youjian breathed a sigh of relief and talked about his original arrangement.

At the beginning, he was recruited tens of thousands of tenants from the many tenants in North Zhili and South Zhili, and asked them to come to Yongping Mansion to farm.

Right now, they have witnessed the growth of sweet potatoes and potatoes with their own eyes, and these [-] million shi crops are enough to fill millions of acres of Yumajian's field.

Forget about corn, which is not suitable for large-scale promotion, but sweet potatoes and potatoes must be promoted, especially sweet potatoes.

The scary thing about sweet potatoes is that they have a high yield per mu, and they can be stored for half a year at a constant temperature in the cellar.

Right now, as long as the tens of thousands of tenants are put back, and the people of the Yumajian planted are publicized, then the breeding official farm of the Yumajian and the common people can use sweet potatoes to raise livestock while growing staple food.

Once this kind of breeding takes shape, the scale will be very terrifying.

With millions of tenants, even if each person only raises four or five poultry and one or two pigs, the scale is extremely large.

When they become large-scale, the cost of the Royal Horse Supervisory Army will be reduced, and once their planting is spread, it will spread to all directions.

It is unacceptable for the people to force them to grow new crops.

But if the spread is caused by folk customs, the people are more enthusiastic than anyone else.

"Let the soldiers and horses of the guard camps from all over the country come to take the people home, and escort potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn to the people. As long as they are willing to cultivate, they can grow their own grain."

"The students and teachers of Yanshan Institute will go to various places to teach them how to plant after the spring begins."

Speaking of this, Zhu Youjian also showed joy on his face, and said to Wang Chengen:
"Leave some sweet potatoes for Mangui. The arable land in Sanwei, Daning is limited, which is just used to grow sweet potatoes. The staple food can be bought in Huguang and Sichuan after the food sales are over, and the food will be transported there after the spring of next year."

"Your servant takes orders!" Wang Chengen was also very happy, besides him, Xiao Qiwei, Jin Yiwei and others were also surprised.

Most of them are the children of farmers, so they naturally know what will happen to the world once the sweet potatoes with an yield of eight stones per mu and the potatoes with an yield of nearly three stones per mu spread.

With the current land scale and population of Daming, as long as it spreads, there will be basically no scenes of people starving to death in a year with good weather.

Even after these emerging grains enter the market, the prices of grains such as rice and wheat will decrease, so that more people can afford to eat.

Therefore, when Zhu Youjian inspected Wubao's granary next, everyone stretched out their heads to look at the granary, wishing to see the sweet potatoes and the mud on the potatoes clearly with their eyes.

After finally visiting the whole Wubao, Zhu Youjian thought of the influence of sweet potatoes, so he said to Cao Huachun:
"Sweet potatoes, potatoes and other crops must not fall into the hands of the rich."

"The servant girl will tell Commander Lu." Cao Huachun bowed in return, and Zhu Youjian nodded slightly.

For Houjin, who was short of food, if sweet potatoes were planted on his [-] million mu of arable land, then the people could eat sweet potatoes and the soldiers eat rice and noodles.

At that time, the food crisis will no longer be a crisis for the opponent, and the attack will be even more unscrupulous.

Therefore, it is inevitable to promote sweet potatoes, but it is also inevitable to ban sweet potatoes from exporting.

This point requires Jin Yiwei to make efforts.

Wanyu Jinyiwei in Beizhili, Shanxi and other places, as long as they slack off, the old slave will take advantage of it.

After his words fell, Wang Chengen also stood up appropriately and said:
"Your Highness, you can go to the saltworks."

"Hmm..." Hearing this, Zhu Youjian nodded, and then led people to the salt field by the sea.

After several months of expansion, the scale of the salt field has grown from a few thousand mu at the beginning to [-] mu, stretching [-] miles along the coastline.

Stepping into the salt field, perhaps because of the abnormal climate and lack of rain this year, the salt drying period of the salt field is longer than expected.

Zhu Youjian could see the peasants who were shoveling salt into carts and then pushing coarse salt to the stewed area.

He pointed to the peasants and said, "How much do these peasants earn?"

"Return to Your Highness..." Wang Chengen bowed back and said:
"Thirty-five renminbi a day, the entire saltworks has [-] people. Counting some stewed raw materials, the monthly expenditure of the saltworks is more than [-] taels, and the harvested salt is more than [-] million catties. It goes to the saltworks, transports, The cost of the imperial store is about [-] taels of profit."

"At present, there should be more than half a month of salt drying time, and it should snow when it goes down."

It has to be said that the sale of private salt is indeed huge profits, especially the scale of salt sale like Zhu Youjian is unprecedented.

North Zhili has [-] to [-] days of sunshine every year, and it is cloudy and sunny, mainly in summer and autumn.

If the sunshine is good, it is not difficult for an acre of salt field to produce a thousand catties of salt a day.With the current scale of [-] mu of salt field, the output of the salt field next year will be around [-] to [-] million catties.

So much private salt is enough to destroy the private salt dealers in the five northern provinces.

As long as he firmly occupies the private salt market in the north, Zhu Youjian can start to raise the price slightly, and then seek to defeat the private salt market in the south.

Even if they are not defeated, the market in the north can earn more than [-] million taels even if the price of private salt is kept at five cents a catty. Every time the salt price is increased by one penny, it can earn hundreds of thousands of taels.

Raising the price of salt will hurt the people, Zhu Youjian knows, but as long as he has money in his hand, he can distribute the money to build roads, post stations, canals and other civil infrastructure, and then distribute the money to the people, circular economy.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youjian turned around and was about to leave the salt field. Wang Chengen and Cao Huachun also escorted Xiaoqiwei and Jinyiwei with them.

In the end, Zhu Youjian took the document of grain yield per mu, and then got on the horse with the help of Cao Huachun, and finally confessed to Wang Chengen:

"Cheng En, you can just leave [-] mu of experimental fields, and the other fields will be distributed to the local people, and they will be taken as tenants of the Royal Horse Supervisor."

"Sweet potatoes will be planted in the experimental field, and a small amount of potatoes, corn, rice, wheat, and sorghum will do."

"When the number of students in Yanshan Institute expands in the future, this experimental field will be used."

"Your maidservant takes orders." Wang Chengen bowed in return, and Zhu Youjian also nodded slightly, and embarked on the journey back to the capital.

Along the way, he was thinking about how to increase the grain yield per mu.

There is no technology and conditions for making hybrid rice, but it is still possible to screen and cultivate improved varieties.

Even if it can only increase the grain production by a few catties or a few catties, it is a matter of great merit, not to mention the possibility of cross-breeding poultry and livestock.

Zhu Youjian didn't believe that the imperial court paid financial resources to take the lead, and he couldn't produce some excellent varieties.

Thinking this way, he hurried and hurried, and finally returned to the capital two days later on September [-]th, went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and handed over the records of the experimental field to Brother Haohuang.

"Eight stones per mu? Three stones per mu?"

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, when Zhu Youxiao saw the various records in the document, his first reaction was "exaggeration".

But when he looked up at his younger brother, and then saw the serious look on the other side, he realized that this was not a joke.

He closed the file and said to Wei Zhongxian, "Go to Xuanye Pavilion and come here."

"Your maidservant takes orders..." Wei Zhongxian bowed in return, and then sent someone to summon Ye Xianggao who was working in the Wenhua Palace.

When Ye Xianggao came in a hurry, Zhu Youxiao asked someone to hand the document to him.

Ye Xianggao flipped through the documents in a daze, and almost held his breath when he saw the records of sweet potatoes with an yield of eight stones per mu and potatoes with a yield of three stones per mu.

As a Fujianese, Ye Xianggao can be said to have seen sweet potatoes and potatoes a long time ago, so he resolutely said:
"Long live, this is absolutely impossible!"

"The veteran grew up in Fujian. After resigning from office and returning to his hometown last time, he went home and saw someone farming this second-class crop, but the yield of sweet potatoes is only two or three stones per mu, and the yield of potatoes is only half a stone per mu."

"That's because the planting method is wrong." Zhu Youjian first explained to Ye Xianggao:
"Elder Ye Ge can carefully read the farming methods in this book, but are they different from the people in Fujian?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Ye Xianggao flipped through the document book, and sure enough, he found a different method of planting later.

In the document, the diseases that the two crops may encounter, as well as the planting methods and methods of disease prevention are all mentioned.

The rigorous logic and complete process are naturally more reasonable than the Fujian people who grow ordinary vegetables.

After reading it, most of the stone in Ye Xianggao's heart fell, but then he reacted and said:

"If this crop is promoted by the imperial court, the people may not be convinced..."

Farmers are stubborn. They only plant crops they know well. This is not stupid, but their risk resistance is too low.

Most farmers do not have the qualifications to work in cities, and there are not so many jobs for them, so they can only guard the fields.

Once the planting of new crops fails, the price to be paid is unacceptable to them.

But regarding this, Zhu Youxiao smiled happily and said to Ye Xianggao:
"What elder Ge said is the same as what my younger brother said, so my younger brother has already made preparations."

After all, he told what Zhu Youjian had done, and after Ye Xianggao heard it, the last stone fell to the ground, bowing and saying:
"King Qi, if this is the case, it is estimated that during the autumn harvest next year, the people in Beizhili, Shanxi, Shandong, Henan and other places may not resist this crop."

"The only thing we need to care about is whether there are so many people who can teach tens of millions of people to cultivate new crops."

"You don't have to worry about Ye Ge." Zhu Youjian said:

"After the harvest next year, the orphan will ask Jin Yiwei to pay the money and bring some skilled old farmers to the other three provinces. After teaching them how to farm, he will pay the bill with twenty coins a day and send them home."

Zhu Youjian did not talk about the Yanshan Institute, so the Yanshan Institute was his knife to bring down the civil service system.

Although the current civil servants know Yanshan Institute, they only think that it is the place where Zhu Youjian trains new recruits, and they don't know that they are receiving education there.

It's no use waiting for them to realize that the first year is about to pass. As long as the first year is passed and all the children and students in Yanshan Institute can read, then the second year of education will be much easier.

These civil officials were unable to prevent the children of millions of tenants from studying in Yanshan Institute, so they could not stop the rise of the children of farmers.

"By the way, brother." Zhu Youjian looked sideways at his royal brother and said:
"I believe that this thing should not be passed on to Beilu, Xifan, Jianlu and other places. Once they get sweet potatoes, their population and strength will increase dramatically."

"Hmm!" Zhu Youxiao also nodded seriously, understanding the connection.

Ye Xianggao also said at this time: "The most important thing to do right now is for His Royal Highness Qi Wang to be vigilant against leaks from tenants under his command. As long as we last until the next year, there will be no problem if the news leaks."

"Besides, it's useless if the old slave only gets a small amount of crop seeds. It will take several years to cultivate enough seeds for millions of acres of arable land."

"Back then, the Nanyang people passed the sweet potato back, and it took the people several years to cultivate more than a thousand acres of vines. Until now, after more than [-] years, the sweet potato has only been spread in one province of Fujian."

"I don't want His Royal Highness to get so many seeds and plant hundreds of thousands of acres at once, which will be profitable."

"If this method is passed on, and the people are independent, and the imperial court contributes to the flames, I am afraid that it will not take five or six years for the people of Ming Dynasty to know the benefits of sweet potatoes!"

Speaking of this, Ye Xianggao couldn't help but smiled happily: "When the time comes, I'm afraid there will be few hungry people in our Ming Dynasty."

"It's not that exaggerated..." Zhu Youjian smiled wryly, but he knew what kind of situation Daming was going to face next.

No matter how powerful the sweet potato is, it is impossible to grow without water under severe drought. There will be no shortage of famines. The key is to see whether Da Ming's dispatching ability is improved...

"Haha! My brother has done a great job and deserves a reward!"

Seeing that Ye Xianggao praised his younger brother so much, Zhu Youxiao laughed, and then said to Wei Zhongxian:
"Give the ten heavenly horses that Hami paid tribute to my younger brother!"

"Tianma? Male or female?!" Zhu Youjian's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Tianma is sweat and blood BMW. If there are ten stallions, they can be used as stallions to improve the quality of horse breeds.

"It seems to be four males and six females..." Wei Zhongxian smiled awkwardly, and Ye Xianggao also coughed:

"Ahem, now that the matter has been discussed, I hope His Royal Highness King Qi will take care of the sweet potato. Long live, the old minister will retire first."

"Go, go..." Zhu Youxiao was preoccupied with his younger brother's problem, and waved his hand casually.

After Ye Xianggao retired, Zhu Youjian began to talk to Zhu Youxiao about cultivating military horses and improving the quality of horse breeds.

This kind of thing, let Wei Zhongxian listen, there is always a kind of sad sadness...

It's just that this sadness didn't last long, and was broken with the sound of hurried footsteps.

"Eight hundred miles urgently!"

Shouts suddenly appeared, and then the sweaty Lu Wenzhao led Li Ruolian and Cui Yingyuan directly into Qianqing Palace, knelt down facing the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and said loudly:
"Long live, Your Highness! Eight hundred miles hastened. An Bangyan, the Tongzhi of Shuixi Xuanfu, She Chongming, Yongning Xuanwei, and Song Wanhua, Shuidong Xuanwei, agreed to rebel with [-] troops on October [-]. Hundreds of chieftains in southwest Guizhou flocked. Respond, the Southwest War will begin!"

　There's another chapter at four in the afternoon

　　
　
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