Late Tang Dynasty: I

Chapter 136 Embarrassed?Officials

There are two crops of rice a year, cotton that has never been seen before, pig raising techniques that can grow dozens of catties of pork, and there is no special method.

For officials of aristocratic families like Kong Wei, Pei Shu, and Du Rangneng, they may not feel much. They are pampered all their lives and think about national affairs, so how could they pay attention to these.

But it's different for Zhang Chengye who came from a poor family.

When I was a child, I thought all day long that I could survive with just one bite.

If Zhang Chengye hadn't been unable to survive, he would not have embarked on the road of purifying himself and entering the palace.

The grain and millet harvested in each field are harvested, and the grain and millet are piled up in piles in different fields.

Farmers who plan food in the field are naturally very clear about millet, even if they don't measure it, they can roughly guess how many dendrobium there are.

"The old man just knows that the grain His Majesty grows is different. You can feel it when you harvest it. The yield must not be small."

"I'm afraid this pile will cost a stone and a half!"

"Hey, your majesty's one mu of land will catch up with the three mu of Zhongtian, and even good land will cost two mu."

"Yeah, the planting is still sparse."

The servant brought the Douhu from the official's house and measured it in piles in front of all the officials.

"Five buckets with one stone"

"Three fights with one stone"

"One Stone, Eight Fights"

"Five buckets with one stone"

"Two Stones, One Fight"

"The tallest one has two stones and one fight!"

Even the old farmer who is the best at farming among the farmers feels a little bit incompetent.

Zhang Chengye ran to the grain pile, grabbed a handful of corn, and looked at it again and again.

Yes, it is corn, freshly harvested, still a little damp.

Even if it is dried in the sun, there should be two stones.

Datang's grain measurement is based on volume, and the difference between dry and wet is much smaller than the weight.

Two stones, there are actually two stones.

More and more people gathered around the grain pile.

Even officials of the aristocratic family who didn't understand anything curiously approached him.

Someone asked the person next to him who knew.

That said, it exploded.

Under the guidance of the servants, the officials of the Secretary for Agricultural Supervision counted the grain pile by pile.

Each pile of results records the information of the land, from cultivation, watering, fertilization, seedling distance, and each time.

"Plowing in spring and harvesting in autumn, the elders all do this. There is no fixed number of cultivation and watering according to the solar terms. When the seeds are scattered on the ground, we will have to eat in the future. I didn't expect this kind of food to have so much knowledge."

Zhang Chengye took the statistical books and checked them one by one.

Everyone has seen the land before harvesting. It is very common. If there is any difference, these lands are probably nearer to Taiye Pond, and they are all fertile fields.

"Fertilizer, before farming, spread river mud and dry it in the sun, pig manure must be fermented..."

Step-by-step operation and precautions are explained.

In other words, according to the steps with the highest yield, the yield can be increased by at least [-]-[-]%.

What a concept.

The entire land in Guanzhong can increase grain by tens of millions of shi, and the court can also increase taxes by millions of shi.

And it does not increase the burden on the people.

Zhang Chengye's breathing immediately became rapid.

"Your Majesty will be sanctified."

Kong Wei in the crowd was originally just joining in the fun, but now he saw the excitement, heard it, and blushed.

At first, I thought that His Majesty the Emperor was not doing his job properly, and advised the Emperor to learn from the saints, to be diligent in government and to love the people.

Now, slap your face.

His Majesty the Emperor did such a great thing without knowing it.

Such a great event that benefits the country and the people will be a great event for generations to come.

It was even more embarrassing for the officials of the Secretary of Agriculture. They are in charge of farming and should have more say in farming. Now, His Majesty the Emperor has proved with facts that they are a bunch of waste.

But those old farmers were not so excited. In their view, His Majesty the Emperor is not a human being, but the son of heaven. Can the son of heaven be like them?The land planted by His Majesty the Emperor should be much higher than theirs.

Ordinary people, they were busy with food and work for half a day, and each received a reward of consistent money and ten catties of pork. The farmers all smiled happily.

His Majesty the Emperor was very polite to these peasants, how dare the servants leading the way be negligent, and sent them out of Daming Palace one by one like a lord.

"Shu Tan, working for the emperor is comfort."

You can buy three stones of rice with money, and it takes six acres of land to grow it. With ten catties of pork, the children haven't had meat for a long time, and this time they can enjoy their mouths.

"Erlang served as a soldier with His Majesty, and his salary has never been deducted. He can still eat meat three or four times a month. Speaking of L, hehe, it would be nice if he could live like this."

"Hey, speaking of serving as a soldier, I'm so worried. Da Lang said that His Majesty is going to go to war. I don't know where to go?"

"Then you have to make an agreement with your Dalang, you have to kill the enemy and make meritorious service. I'm afraid you haven't had enough of this good life!"

"Isn't that right? I did two meals a day, and I still have a balance. Not to mention moving forward, even last year, I didn't dare to think about it. The old man plans to sell some grain, exchange some wood, buy some adobe, and build three houses for Erlang. , and by next year, she can probably be called a housewife."

"Haha! My daughter is too old, and she is worrying!"

"What are you worried about...Old man, let's go and have a drink, I'm tired from working all day today..."

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The plowing ceremony banquet is also expected, because the expedition is imminent, and according to the practice of the Tang Dynasty, His Majesty the Emperor will also hold an expedition banquet.

Li Ye didn't want to bother twice, so he invited Wen Wu to hold a banquet in Yan Ying Hall.

After Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Yanying Hall gradually became the center of the emperor's political discussions. At the time of Li Ye, Yanying Hall became the place where the emperor and the prime minister discussed politics.The Baiguan Chaohui will be held in the Xuanzheng Hall, one of the three halls.

Since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, it was the first time to hold a banquet in the Yanying Hall. The reason why it was held here was naturally to let the soldiers and officials see the vast territory of the Tang Dynasty.

In the middle of the Yanyin Hall is the sand table of the territory of the Tang Dynasty, and there is a smaller sand table of Xishu.

Except for the prime minister, none of the officials and soldiers who came here have seen it.

"This is the territory of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Huainan, this is the Zimu River and Hecheng City. You can see it. I grew up here. Alas, it's a pity that Cai's scourge has ruined me."

"Jingzhou Hengjiang, this place is also marked."

"I'm from Ganzhou. Hey, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in the west of Hexi have fallen into the hands of barbarians!"

Many people who saw the sand table first looked for their hometown.

For Zhu Zhen, a military general, what attracted their attention the most was the various city defense passes.

There are 2 people in Tongguan, 3000 in Jiayuguan, 2000 in Guhanguguan, and even the deployment of enemy forces.

Stars appeared in Zhu Zhen's eyes, even if she didn't eat every day, just looking at this sand table would still fill her up, it was so satisfying.

The two commanders of the three sides of Zuo Huwei's army even lined up directly on the sand table.

"I set up an ambush in this valley to attack Xiangcheng. If you save me, you will be ambushed. If you don't save me, I will get Xiangcheng."

"Fart, I made a detour from Meridian Road, directly cut off your food supply, and let your [-] troops eat farts."

"Get out, what is the Ziwu Road, how do you go with an army of [-], can this road carry so much luggage?"

Zhu Zhen looked at the heated quarrels among the soldiers, and she didn't care about face, she said: "For three days and three nights, your soldiers are all made of iron, and you travel four hundred miles back and forth. Try it, you bastard, if this soldier leads like this, And spank the ass."

Yushi Zhongcheng Xu Yanruo frowned, these rough guys are too rude, they regard the place where the prime minister discusses affairs as a martial arts hall, so I have to write it down and refer to them.

It wasn't just the military generals who lost their composure, the officials cried bitterly for Qu Zhixuan in the middle of the incident, and his family fell into the hands of the barbarians.

(End of this chapter)