Lonely non-good minister

The steamed bun in Wei Yan's mouth almost choked his throat, he quickly drank his saliva and went on: "Then this subordinate finds another place for the cook to cook, so as not to mix with them?"

"Won't that make people talk more?"

"You can't let the young master eat that kind of food with them, right?" Wei Yan objected: "It's obviously just a show, who knows what they are eating behind their backs?"

Song Yuan quickly shook his head: "Who said I want to eat with them? No, I mean you ask the cook to cook a few more good dishes, and put them on the table tomorrow to add some oil and water to everyone."

Wei Yan was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

According to Song Yuan's instructions, for breakfast the next day, several fragrant meat dishes suddenly appeared next to wild vegetables and a pot of millet rice, and a large basket of steamed buns was also steaming next to it.

Before the officials and servants in the yamen understood the situation, Wei Yan took a few guards and sat down to eat steamed buns filled with meat and vegetables. Seeing that they were still not moving, he immediately greeted them: "My son said that the food at the yamen's gate is really poor. , as an official and government servant, he really shouldn't, he can't let everyone eat rice and steamed buns, but now that he's here, he can't watch everyone fill his stomach like this, so he bought these out of his own pocket, let's eat first , The field innovation is not a trivial matter, you have to eat a full stomach before you can work."

After finishing speaking, he continued to bury his head in his meal. The way they ate was really enticing. At first no one took any action, but with the fragrant meat and vegetables and white steamed buns in front of them, who would want to take a look at the unpalatable millet rice Soon, more and more people were eating meat and vegetables with steamed buns, and everyone was devouring them.

Wei Yan observed their eating patterns calmly, turned around and reported to Song Yuan: "It's not like pretending, some of them even broke their stomachs after eating, the doctor said it was because they haven't eaten oil and water for a long time, so they ate all at once. Greasy and indigestible."

"After all, it's a county government office, so the food is really that bad?" Song Yuan was absolutely unbelievable, and he didn't put his mind on it. It seemed that he didn't eat bad food on purpose to calculate himself.

Within two days, all the magistrates who had received her handwritten letters arrived. Dai Mao worked in the fields every day and didn't know about it. He didn't know about it until he came back at night, and he was stunned at the door for a while.

"Why don't you tell such important news?" He stood under the lantern, his face was covered by shadows, and his sunken cheeks made him look very fierce.

The official's heart trembled in fright: "Your lords didn't know until today when you were young. I saw the guards around him coming in and out, and they didn't dare to follow too closely for fear of being discovered. Get rid of those who follow you, and you can't be sure of their movements at all."

Dai Mao was secretly annoyed. He walked a few steps forward and reminded the officials: "What happened before, continue now. Don't miss the trick. Find a chance tomorrow to get back the land deed that was sent over. If you don't come back, you will set it on fire. Don't keep it." handle."

"Yes." The official agreed tremblingly, but when he thought of going to burn things in Song Yuan's house, he murmured in his heart, Wei Yan and others were not easy to mess with, and it might not be so easy to find a chance to do it.

Early the next morning, Dai Mao changed into a neat official uniform, and waited for Song Yuan early in the morning. The other prefects got up one after another and went to Mingtang. Everyone greeted politely, and some complimented Dai Mao. Dai Mao responded one by one, calm Calm, without the slightest panic.

Soon Song Yuan also came. Although she does not have a definite official position now, but she is holding a gold medal and has the will of Emperor Taikang on her side.

"Let's all sit down first." Song Yuan took the lead to sit down: "Now is the time when the farming is busy. I invite you to come here because I want you to see how Mr. Dai does it by himself. As a county magistrate, he can do everything by himself. I am ashamed, and Zhaodi has done a good job no matter whether it is reclaiming the land or renting out the land, all of which are inseparable from Mr. Dai."

She put a high hat on Dai Mao as soon as she opened her mouth. Dai Mao even praised him with a humble face, but everyone else congratulated him.

Song Yuan looked at their expressions, Jun Cheng had to deal with the civil affairs, although not everyone would go to the fields in person like Dai Mao, but they knew when it was suitable for farming, and they must have been along the way. I saw the situation of planting sweet potato seedlings in the watery field.

"On the way, I saw that the fields are full of water. I don't know if Zhao is going to plant corn this season?" someone asked intentionally.

There is a big difference between corn seedlings and sweet potato vines. Song Yuan doesn't believe that they will admit their mistakes, unless it is intentional.

Dai Mao was taken aback by the question. As soon as he was about to speak, someone else took up the conversation: "Although corn is good, the yield is not high. This year, Leping has a good harvest. Many places are learning from Leping's experience, buying sweet potato seedlings and planting them. I heard that the yield of this product is extremely high, and it has already been planted in many places."

"I've also heard that although sweet potatoes are coarse grains, they can be eaten with high yields. There is nothing better than this. Hey! Zhao's land is adjacent to Leping, why doesn't Master Dai plant sweet potato seedlings?"

They really wanted to show their faces in front of Song Yuan, so after grabbing compliments, they were willing to throw the question back to Dai Mao, and Dai Mao said: "The fields are planted with sweet potato seedlings."

"Planting sweet melon seedlings in a watery field? Isn't that going to soak the seedlings?"

Dai Mao looked at Song Yuan: "Who says it's not? It's a pity that the land was not recovered in time, and the water conservancy was not repaired in time. The torrential rains in the past few days soaked the fields. Farming time waits for no one, so I can only ask God for rewards." No more rewards."

The way he looked at Song Yuan made others guess, and they all waited for Song Yuan to speak.

"Lord Dai's concerns are indeed justified." Song Yuan looked at him calmly: "It's just that I don't understand one thing. Since it is raining for several days, why is there so little well water in the yard, even the moss water in previous years?" Why is the moss in the ditches withered and yellow in the sun? The fields are flooded, but the ditches have dried up like this, which is unreasonable."

When she asked, the other prefects immediately understood what they were calling for, and they were all silent for a while, and the faces of those who were busy complimenting Song Yuan just now also changed slightly, and they didn't dare to show their little thoughts. up.

Dai Mao's eyes tightened, and he looked at Song Yuan for a long time before saying: "I don't know, my lord, the well in the yamen only swells when there is a year of heavy rain, and the moss and water marks in the well are also the traces left by those few times. In the rest of the year, even if it rains heavily, the well water will not rise. As for the ditches, this is another trouble. The ditches are full of mud, so the water in the fields cannot be drained. The officials let people clean it up."