Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 298 Want to give her a slap in the face
They stared at each other, Song Yuan stepped on the steps, and then the people in the room stood up one after another, all eyes fixed on Song Yuan, Song Yuan walked past them, and when he reached the main seat, his robes were lifted generously Sitting down, his eyes swept over all of them calmly.

They are also looking at Song Yuan, solving the problem of grain production in Leping, proposing farmland reforms, and personally inspecting the achievements of various places. They have heard about these achievements, but even so, they are still unconvinced when they see Song Yuan is so young.

No matter how extravagant the praise for her is, they have to test the truth. One side of Minzheng is not just playing tricks, if it is an embroidered pillow from a family adviser, it is the prince, and they will not tolerate it. half point.

They clasped their fists together: "I pay my respects to Lord Inspector."

"Yeah." Song Yuan raised his hand: "My lords, you're welcome."

Everyone else was standing, but she was the only one who was sitting quietly. After looking at them unhurriedly, Song Yuan raised a small smile: "I am going to take up my post today, and my lords have been waiting at the yamen for a long time. Knowing that I have a schedule, I see that you are all prepared, but you have something important to discuss with me?"

As soon as she finished speaking, more than a dozen memorials were handed over: "The situation in each county has been sorted out, please take a look at it, Mr. Governor."

Looking at the stack of memorials, Wei Yan who was standing aside frowned. With so many memorials, do they want His Highness to read them on the spot?

He looked at Song Yuan to ask for her proposal, and seeing that Song Yuan had no intention of refusing, Wei Yan stepped forward to take the memorial.

"I have encountered some things along the way. I didn't have time to take a closer look at the situation in various places. I went to the army during the day and heard a few questions. I have to talk to you in detail." She held up the tea. Zhan: "Sit down."

After she spoke, these people sat down one by one, but they still stared at her closely. The tea was slightly bitter, and Song Yuan didn't like it very much, so he put down the teacup after a little sip.

"Let's talk about it one after another. The autumn harvest is just around the corner, and now we can see the harvest of the crops. According to the weather in previous years, will there be unexpected situations during the autumn harvest in the Northwest? If not, what is the expected harvest of the crops in your various places? How much?" When she asked, the guard next to her had already sat down with a pen and paper, waiting to record what they said.

Those people didn't speak immediately, they all exchanged glances, wanting others to stand up, one of them was more courageous, got up and said: "Everything His Highness wants to know is clearly written in the memorial."

"So many memorials, it seems troublesome to me. Let's keep it simple. There are so many things to do now. If you stay for one more day, you will be delayed in many things. If you ask clearly in one breath, you will not bother you again tomorrow." Song Yuan said politely I'm angry, but the meaning is very clear, don't look at her and don't know, no matter how good these memorials are written, there is no guarantee that they are not written by others. If the government orders are to be implemented, the ability and cooperation of officials are the most important. These people want to test her ability , she naturally wants to test each other, they don't want to be in charge of things, and she doesn't like to deal with them.

There was a little silence in the room, and then someone stood up: "Your official Cheng Hui is the governor of Zhangye County. There have been no natural disasters in Zhangye this year, but there have been many man-made disasters. Since the beginning of spring plowing, there have been several armed fights due to lack of water. Many people have been questioned. There are hundreds of people, most of whom are the strong laborers of the people's families. Farming is backlogged on women, children, old and young, so that the farming time is delayed. A few days ago, the officials went to each place to check carefully. According to the rough calculations of previous years, this year we can harvest wheat The yield is about two stones, totaling about sixty stones, and the yield of millet per mu is about two stones, totaling eighty stones."

"The wheat is [-] catties in total, and the millet is [-] catties." The harvest is too low, Song Yuan frowned: "There is a lack of water in the northwest, Zhangye's situation is the best, and the harvest is still so low, then What about other places?"

Another person stood up: "My lord, the imperial court has decreed that cotton should be planted in the four places. Considering that there is not much arable land in the northwest, if all cotton is planted, I am afraid that there will be insufficient food in the northwest. Therefore, except for Zhangye, other places have grown cotton. , the grain output is really high.”

Song Yuan:? ? ?
It's really a big surprise. If you are asked to grow cotton, you really only grow cotton.

"It means that in the whole Liangzhou, the grain harvested this year is only [-] catties?" Song Yuan swept over them: "As officials, are you so inflexible? The principle that food is the most important thing for the people still needs to be solved." I come to teach?"

She said that she was not polite, and someone couldn't stand up and retorted: "My lord, the imperial court has an order to benefit the people. Since it is an imperial court's decree, the officials must not ignore it."

"Which decree from the imperial court stopped you from growing food?" Song Yuan was not so easy to fool: "No matter how much you benefit the people, have you ever thought about what the people in the northwest eat and drink? When you asked all the fields to grow cotton, Have you come up with a way to solve the food problem? Should we call merchants to buy grain from the Central Plains, or exchange cotton for grain? These have not been negotiated, and you dare to make a decision without authorization?"

They were all silent when they asked these words.

Song Yuan said with a sullen face: "You didn't make any preparations, and you just wanted to find the court. If not? The grain taxed by the court every year is supplied to the army. If there is a need in other places, you need to spend money to buy it. Cotton grown in the northwest If you take the lead in supplying the army and cannot generate any income for the imperial court within five years, is it possible that the imperial court should spend money to support the people in the northwest for five years?"

They still didn't answer, and there was a long silence before someone whispered: "Wouldn't the army be able to sell the various types of cotton when they run out of supplies? There are few varieties of cotton, and it will take a few years to supply them all?"

It was not loud, but Song Yuan could just hear it, she searched in the crowd: "Who is talking?"

No one dared to stand up, and no one even took extra actions to expose the speaker, so Song Yuan knew that this was what they had in mind.

"The imperial court has a decree that cotton should be supplied to the army first, but not exclusively." She emphasized this principle again, and her face became more serious: "Since all the arable land has been planted with cotton, what is the expected cotton harvest this year?"

There was another burst of silence. They seemed to want to use silence to confront Song Yuan, which was clearly a slap in the face.

The whole hall was quiet, and the atmosphere made Wei Yan and the others tense up.

"Go back to your lord." A small official standing outside the house stepped forward. He didn't even have the qualifications to enter the house, so he could only salute at the bottom of the steps: "This year's cotton harvest is about 4 catties. If it is made into a piece of two There are probably more than [-] pieces of heavy cotton-padded clothes, after deducting losses.”

When he was speaking, many people turned their heads to look, but they couldn't see those eyes. Song Yuan could also guess that there was malice in the eyes. She looked at the speaker carefully and said, "Please come forward."

The man walked in now, and Song Yuan had a good look at him.

(End of this chapter)