Lord Moyu was forced to open

Chapter 28 Difficulty
"Tsk, Wang Banban, where did you buy the salted fish, it tastes good.

But—you can’t feed me salted fish for three days straight, I’m almost turning into salted fish! "

Sitting at the dinner table, I saw the most beautiful dish among the dishes on the table today - pan-fried salted fish!
Zhao Jun felt a twitch in his stomach.

Three days!
Since he told Wang Huai'en three days ago that he wanted to eat fish, this damn bastard actually made him eat salted fish for three days in a row!
Every now and then, he almost vomited from the smell of salted fish!
Wang Huai'en, who was standing respectfully by the side, said with aggrieved expression: "My lord, didn't you say you wanted to eat fish? The servants ran all over the city of Yunzhou before they found the salted fish sold in a dry goods store.

But the owner of the shop said that the shop's business was not good, and he was going to close the door and go back to the customs. The salted fish would either be sold or not, so the servant could only buy all the salted fish in his shop. "

"But, even if you finish the package, you can still cook a meal for me from time to time. There's no need to eat for three days straight!?" Zhao Jun said speechlessly.

"I see that you are very happy to eat. I thought you liked it every time I ate it all, so I asked the kitchen to make it for you every day." Wang Huai'en whispered.

When Zhao Jun heard it, he immediately had a black question mark face!

Co-author, is this still my fault?

I just don't want to waste it, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to eat it every day. Besides, even if you eat something you love every day, you can't stand it!

Reluctantly waved his hands, Zhao Jun was convinced by Wang Huai'en's elm head, so he could only say:
"Okay, okay, I will continue to order from today. Without my king's order, I will never make salted fish for this king. If this king sees these salted fish on the dining table again, whoever made it will let him even eat it." You can eat salted fish every meal for a month, and you are not allowed to eat anything else!"

After Zhao Jun finished speaking, he glared at Wang Huai'en viciously, and he shrank his neck, knowing that the prince really hated this salted fish, so he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

He picked up the salted fish on the table and handed it to Wang Huai'en, and then stared at the guy who ate up all the pieces, and then Zhao Jun began to enjoy his breakfast.

After eating a delicious breakfast without salted fish, he stretched comfortably. Zhao Jun immediately waved his hand and headed out of the city with a group of followers and guards.

The garrison barracks in Yunzhou County is at the Nanyun Campus in the south of Yunzhou City. Today is the day that Zhao Jun and Cheng Cheng agreed to inspect the barracks. During this trip, he wanted to see how the defense envoy would fool himself.

How to present the Yunzhou Army, which has already been seriously short, in front of my eyes for review!
Nanyun Campus is located three miles south of Yunzhou City.

The entire Nanyun School covers an area of ​​about ten acres. It took several days for the first generation of Yunzhou garrison to level such a large area.

Zhao Jun and his party set off early in the morning, and they were already halfway through the journey.

Zhao Jun's iconic luxury carriage was steadily moving forward on the road. Wang Huai'en was driving the carriage, but there were two people in the carriage.

One is of course Zhao Jun, and the other is a pretty woman with autumn-like eyes named Qing'er, who is specially sent to him by Yun Li these days.

To say that Zhao Jun, the prince, is a failure enough, he has traveled through more than ten years.He has long been surrounded by beautiful wives and concubines, no matter how bad he is, there are still a few confidante around him.

As for him, he was in the palace, and the underage princes were strictly guarded against in the palace. Except for the elderly old lady, any other young maids who came close to him would be immediately transferred out of Kunning Palace. As for the past ten years, he has not even had a maid by his side.

Fortunately, the people below are quite sensible.

No, at the beginning of the new year, Yunli sent a maid.

Originally, I sent a group, but Zhao Jun thought it was too noisy, so I left this in the end.

The carriage was not small, and Zhao Jun leaned against the bed and watched the snow scene outside the window.

Just after the New Year's Eve, although the heavy snow has gradually stopped, it is still covered in silver and covered with thick snow everywhere.

In the carriage, the plain hands were raised lightly, and the silver jug ​​was placed on a small stove to warm it.

After a long time, Qing'er saw the heat coming out, and knew that the wine was almost warm, and it would be hot if it was any warmer, so he took down the jug and poured a glass of warm wine, and brought it to Zhao Jun.

He took the wine glass casually, and drank the warm wine down his throat. The wine reached his stomach and dissipated heat to his whole body, making him feel warm.

"Qing'er, where are you from?"

Zhao Jun looked away from the window, seeing the same sceneries coming and going, the vast expanse of whiteness, but nothing to see.

Without any scruples, the whole person got on the mat, lying sideways on the mat in the posture of a noble concubine, looking at Qing'er who was still warming the wine gently and asked with a smile.

Qing'er paused, then put down the jug, flicked the charcoal fire in the stove a few times to make it smaller, and then respectfully replied:
"Back to the prince, the servant is from Linhai County, Sunan County."

"Sunan County, Linhai County?"

Zhao Jun thought for a moment, then murmured.

"This king of Sunan County knows that it is a county in the southeast of Song Dynasty that is close to the sea, but Linhai County has never heard of it."

Qing'er smiled wryly and replied: "My lord is a noble man, there are thousands of counties in the Song Dynasty, our Linhai County is just a low-level county, it's really normal that your lord has not heard of it."

"Inferior counties?"

Zhao Jun was a little stunned.

You know, according to the division of the Song Dynasty, only counties with a population of [-] households, but nearly [-]% of the people have no land of their own can be classified as inferior counties.

People in such counties are undoubtedly living in great hardship. In the entire Song Dynasty, the lower counties are as rare as the upper counties, and the most are middle counties.

Didn't expect this Qing'er to come from an inferior county. Is this Linhai County so impoverished?
Qing'er nodded: "My lord, we are near the sea, most of the land in the land boundary is saline-alkali land, there is no way to grow food, and the people have to go to sea to fish for a living.

Since I was a child, my slaves and maidservants have also lived by eating fish, shrimp and crabs in the sea. As for rice and white noodles, I don’t even think about it. Every year when it’s time to pay taxes, our Linhai County is even more gloomy. Most of the people They don't have any land and can't pay taxes at all.

Fortunately, the lower-level counties have an advantage, that is, they pay less taxes. Everyone can only catch more fish on weekdays while they are still fresh and send them to other counties not near the sea to sell them in exchange for money for their families. When the fish is sent to other counties, there are not many fish left alive in the end, and they can't be sold for any price.

After one year, it is enough to barely pay taxes and buy two sets of clothes for the family. "

"Saline land, no wonder."

After listening to Qing'er's narration, Zhao Jun understood what was going on. These days, the people and even the imperial court paid the most attention to the income from the fields, and the tax payment was mainly on crops, otherwise it was money.

Because most of the land in Linhai County is saline-alkali land, there is no way to grow food in the land, and fishing is also limited by the current fishing technology to make enough food and clothing, and selling fish is also due to road and transportation problems, etc. At the destination, not even one-tenth of a carload of fish survived and could not be sold at all.

The combination of these reasons has caused the poverty in Linhai County.

I sighed a few words, but I couldn't do anything. In the end, I am just a prince. If I can manage my one-acre three-point land well, everything will be fine. Others, if I want to take care of that, it depends on whether other people are happy or not. It is also easy to be regarded as having ulterior motives.

There was silence in the carriage for a while, only the sound of bubbling and bubbling could be heard from the jug on the stove as the wine warmed for a long time.

Suddenly, the carriage that had been moving smoothly stopped, and before Zhao Jun could ask, Wang Huai'en's voice came from outside the curtain.

"My lord, here we are."

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(End of this chapter)