Lonely non-good minister

Chapter 299 Solve every problem practically

Black and thin, not tall, the official uniform on his body is still patched at the shoulders, his cheeks are sunken, his slightly protruding eyes are piercing, he looks upright, he looks 40 years old, but he is just a little County magistrate.

"What's your name?"

He clasped his fists together: "My subordinate, Zhou Shixian, serves as the magistrate of Zhima County, Xiping County."

"Have you calculated the cotton production?" Song Yuan's attitude became better. She likes people who cooperate, especially when she discusses serious matters.

Zhou Shixian said: "The lower officials have done a good job, and even specifically asked the merchants who make cotton."

"What's the basis for your cost-effectiveness? Are you estimating the number of acres of land based on the yield per mu or is it based on statistics?" Song Yuan asked very clearly, these data cannot be falsified, and if there are too many mistakes, it will greatly affect her plan.

Zhou Shixian clasped his fists: "The lower officials took the cotton yield per mu in Xiping as the basis, calculated the number of acres of fields in Xiping, and checked the number of acres of fields in other places, and then came to a conclusion."

"If it is calculated in this way, as long as the number of acres of cotton planted is correct, the data will not be much different." When Song Yuan spoke, he deliberately glanced at it.

She doesn't believe that these officials will honestly use all the fields to grow cotton, but if she is in the position of this group of people, and she has a little plan, she will definitely take advantage of the time when everyone is planting cotton. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to grow food and then take it out to make money when everyone is hungry?

Sure enough, as soon as she spoke, many people's expressions became unnatural.

"This is the field acre file I copied from Situ's Mansion. It records the number of field acres reported by various places in the Northwest for ten years. Within half a month, I want a summary of all the crops planted in the fields of each county." Song Yuan nodded the things on the table , Wei Yan distributed the documents in his hand to several guards according to what had been discussed earlier.

All the officials watched their actions, and Song Yuan continued: "In half a month, I need a few Lord Chancellors to cooperate with me, and make a good summary, Lord Zhou."

After being called, Zhou Shixian rushed to greet him and waited. Song Yuan looked at him and said, "It's up to you to verify all the data."

"The next official takes orders." Zhou Shixian did not refuse.

Looking at those guards, and at Zhou Shixian, who was sharpening his knives, the faces of the county magistrates were not good-looking, but Song Yuan's official position was there, and they did not dare to refute.

Although Liangzhou governor and governor is in charge of civil affairs, he can involve military power and supervise the judiciary. A memorandum can remove the county magistrate, which has great power.

"The crop yield discussion is over, let's talk about other things." Song Yuan proposed again. At this time, some yamen servants also entered the house to light up the lights. The bright hall that was originally dimly lit suddenly became brighter, and everyone's expressions became clearer.

"Master Cheng, do fights over water sources happen every year? Do they detain strong laborers every year?" Song Yuan looked at Cheng Hui.

Cheng Hui hurriedly said: "My lord is right."

"The detention of strong laborers during the busy farming season, or is it something that happens every year, and your county officials have never controlled this matter?" Song Yuan swept over them, and the several county officials were speechless.

It was Cheng Hui who said: "Your Excellency, the officials have also thought of a lot of ways, but the lack of water and the drought, every household has to water the land, it is really unbalanced."

"There are two problems in this matter. There is not enough water to irrigate the land. After the people fight with weapons, they will go to prison and delay the farming time. Let me talk about the first thing first. I know that there is a shortage of water in the northwest. How do you store water on weekdays? What kind of water conservancy has been built?" Song Yuan waited for their answer.

A county magistrate who had never spoken all this time spoke slowly: "My lord, the water storage in the northwest is mostly water cellars to collect rainwater, but the storage of water cellars is limited, and it is not enough for food and drink. Watering the ground is just a matter of water. We can count on rainwater and river water, but there is little rain in the northwest, and even if we build river reservoirs, they will not be able to store water even if they are exposed to the sun and wind.”

"Have you ever searched for underground water veins?" Song Yuan asked seriously.

He nodded: "I have searched and found a few places where wells are specially dug to store water, which is only enough for the people's daily life."

Song Yuan frowned: "This is really a problem. Without water, no matter how much water conservancy is built, it won't help. You all think about it carefully. Let's discuss this issue in another day."

"Yes." They responded now.

"Is Xie Dou going to jail, is he just locked up in prison for self-reflection and confinement?" She started the second question. Now, there are more people who are serious. After discussing the matter seriously, they are willing to participate. After all, they can come up with a solution on the spot. A lot of questions, but also save them tossing back and forth.

This time, quite a few people wanted to reply, but the person in front took the lead and said, "My lord, according to the laws of the Great Wei, if someone dies in an armed fight, he should be punished according to the law, but the common people fight for water. Fighting with weapons has never resulted in human life, so it is only confinement and reflection."

"Since that's the case, why not let them go home for the time being and pay the penalty after the farming time is over?" Song Yuan recalled: "I remember that there was such a precedent, and the court also allowed it."

They looked around and nodded secretly one by one. It seemed that they all knew that there was a precedent, but no one dared to bring it up.

"Delaying the farming season will cause too much damage. I will discuss this matter with the county captains." Song Yuan knew what they were worried about. It was nothing more than the difference in responsibilities. If he intervened rashly, he would be impeached as Yuezu to make trouble for himself. , So, she can take over this job as a way to sell them face.

They were speechless now, and they all readily agreed to Song Yuan's proposal.

"Let's talk about the distribution of cotton and the lack of food for the winter." These two are important issues, and she deliberately kept them to the end.

As soon as she mentioned it, even those who had kept their heads down all of a sudden raised their heads and waited with their eyes shining.

Since cotton was planted in the Northwest, many people have been eyeing this piece of sweet pastry. Over the past few months, countless dignitaries have come to the Northwest, but Song Yuan, the one who made the decision, has never been in office, so how to distribute it Always inconclusive.

"The imperial court has a decree to give priority to supplying the army, but our principle must be to put the weak first and the poor first." She took the lead in emphasizing: "The rich do not lack one or two catties of cotton, but one or two catties of cotton can save the poor." The lives of the people, this principle, I hope you can all keep it in your heart."

After finishing speaking, she paused on purpose until everyone responded, "No matter how the cotton harvest is, it will be divided into three shares. One share will be [-]%, and it will be made into cotton clothes for the army, and the remaining [-]% [-]% of the grain is sold to merchants in the counties in exchange for grain, which is used to set up porridge sheds in various counties to help the people survive the winter, and the remaining [-]% is given to poor families in various places, with five catties of cotton per household used for winter.”

so allocated?

Some quick-witted people's eyes suddenly brightened. The [-] jin of cotton was used for sale, and the grain they could exchange for was not much more, and the arrangement did not benefit them at all.

(End of this chapter)