Lonely non-good minister

"Ah?" Mu Lin couldn't understand the words: "Master Huo has dealt with Mr. Jun Cheng?"

Huo Ying nodded: "I've hit him many times. This is a scheming little fox. Mr. Mu, don't be fooled by his innocent and harmless appearance. If Mr. Mu doesn't believe it, you can watch how he stabbed these rich gentry Of the knife."

Mu Lin was silent, and Song Yuan's appearance flashed in his mind. He really couldn't think of this person as bad, but Huo Ying said it so seriously, it seemed very credible.

Confused, he asked the yamen servant to invite Song Yuan over, while he and Huo Ying waited for Song Yuan.

She came soon, with a smile on her face, and she was polite when she saw them. After sitting down, Huo Ying took the initiative to ask: "Young Master, do you understand Le Ping's situation?"

"I probably know a little bit. I heard from Mr. Mu that there are a lot of thefts in Leping?"

Huo Ying nodded: "There are a lot, but most of them are trivial. Either the Zhang family stole the vegetables from the Li family's field, or the Wang family's chickens laid eggs outside and were picked up by the Liu family. You earn less, so you rob fiercely."

"This kind of trivial matter should alarm you, the county captain?" Song Yuan felt that it was a bit exaggerated: "It stands to reason that the county captain and county magistrate below these trivial matters can solve them."

Huo Ying smiled: "Don't drag me with these trivial matters, what if I go to investigate the big cases they have handled?"

Looking at his expression, Song Yuan knew that he was worrying for nothing. Why should he point out this matter?
"Master Jun Cheng has also seen these rich gentry, do you have any plans for the future?" Mu Lin was always skeptical about Song Yuan's ability.

Song Yuan shook his head: "No, I'm going to take a walk outside the city tomorrow and check the situation."

Mu Lin can also accept this reason, and it is also a good thing that he is willing to investigate the people's sentiments.

Early the next morning, Song Yuan took Wei Yan out, and after a while, Huang Yue and others also left the house one after another.

Song Yuan went straight to the place where Anzhou stayed. He settled in a village, which is a little far from the county town. The farmland is scattered among the hills. A few old farmers were sitting on the ridge to rest. Yuan bowed his hands to show his goodwill, and Song Yuan also hugged them.

"Just ahead." Wei Yan had already found out where An Zhoushi lived, and he led Song Yuan to a farmhouse where chickens and ducks were scattered in the yard, and an eight or nine-year-old child was sweeping the floor when he saw a guest , ran over immediately.

"Son, where is Mr. An?" Wei Yan went up to ask.

The child immediately pointed not far away: "Mr. went to the field, it's there."

Following the direction he pointed, Song Yuan really found An Zhoushi's figure, and immediately raised his foot to go, Wei Yan generously took out two candies for the child, seeing the candies, the child was very happy, but he was reluctant to eat it, baby Put it in your arms.

Song Yuan had already come to the field, squatting on the ground, An Zhou, who was teaching the following servants to take care of the sweet potato vines, saw the shadow cast on the ground before turning around, and when he saw it was her, he burst into a smile.

"Young master is here." He quickly stood up, and wiped the sweat off his face with difficulty: "I thought the young master would not come until some time later."

"If you say you will come, you will definitely come." Song Yuan looked at the land full of sweet melon seedlings: "You planted these?"

An Zhoushi grinned: "Master, if you want to increase grain production, it doesn't matter what you eat, it's important to eat enough. The yield of sweet potatoes is the highest, which is more cost-effective than growing corn and millet."

"Indeed, as long as you can eat it, you bought these lands?"

An Zhoushi quickly shook his head: "Of course not. Even if the young master gave me a lot of money, I can't waste it like this. I rented it from farmers. The lease period is one year. They help take care of it on weekdays. When there is a harvest Then divide them into [-]%."

"It's a good deal." Looking at the land planted with sweet potato seedlings, he silently calculated the harvest.

"No one has ever planted these things. If you want the people to gamble with their living land, you have to give them a guarantee." An Zhou looked at Song Yuan's expression and explained: "As long as the weather is good, August and September It can be harvested, and the harvested sweet potatoes can be stored in the cellar, or cut into strips or slices and dried in the sun, which is more filling than millet, and the sweet potato vines can be eaten by humans, and can also be used to feed poultry."

Song Yuan nodded: "How many seasons can you plant in a year?"

"One season, after the sweet potatoes are harvested, we can plant wheat."

Song Yuan pursed his lips: "The people of the Wei Dynasty are used to eating corn and millet, and they don't eat much wheat."

"However, more than 1000 years later, Leping is the main place for growing wheat."

"That's right. I don't know about farming. It's up to you to decide. Is there enough manpower?" Song Yuan looked at the bean sprouts that had grown around him: "If you need me, just tell me, as long as it can increase grain production. , everything is negotiable."

An Zhoushi smiled: "Young Master, don't worry, I won't be polite."

Song Yuan went back with Wei Yan after walking around the field ridge. They walked slowly, and when they came out of the mountain road, there were pieces of farmland for grazing. Song Yuan stopped on the road and looked at the cattle and sheep, his mind was spinning. .

"What are you looking at, son?" Wei Yan followed suit, but found nothing interesting.

"Besides farming and eating, what are the uses of cattle and sheep?"

Wei Yan smiled: "There are too many. Cowhide can be used to make armor and war drums, beef tendon can be used to make bowstrings, butter can be used to light fires, and wool can be used to make clothes. There are many uses."

"So many uses are related to the war. Now that there has been no war in the Great Wei Dynasty for several years, these cattle and sheep will not be confiscated." Song Yuan worried: "Even if they are confiscated, I am afraid that people will respond with the excuse of 'draining the river to fish'." reduce in quantity."

Wei Yan listened quietly, not knowing how to answer.

Song Yuan thought about it secretly, and when he glanced around, he saw several people approaching quickly, and two of them were rich gentry who had met yesterday.

"Master Juncheng." They got off their horses in a very polite manner, "Why did you leave the city in person on such a hot day?"

Song Yuan looked around with a smile: "Leping's water and soil are good, and the large area of ​​cattle and sheep is so exciting to me, so come and see it more often."

There was a flaw in her words, and the smiles on the faces of the two rich gentry suddenly deepened: "This kind of life is indeed leisurely. If your lord likes it, how about we give you a pasture?"

"Ah? No, no." Song Yuan quickly refused: "I'm here to increase grain production. If I also raise cattle and sheep, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the court? But I intend to set up a few good fields for farming. I don't know if the two of you have soil. Fertile place to recommend?"

It is best to break through if you have an idea. One of them immediately said: "There are many fertile lands. If you don't worry about it, the villain will take care of it. After a few days, the villain will take the adults to see the place."

"Okay, but I have something to say first, I have to pay to sell the land, and there must be no less than a penny." Song Yuan looked serious.

Fushen smiled: "Don't worry, my lord."