Chapter Seventy-Nine: Farming
Sprinkle water all the way and spread the loess, the soldiers will open the way, the honor guard will accompany them, and the idle people will avoid it. Huangzhuang, which has thousands of acres of fertile soil, is surrounded by tens of thousands of soldiers of the Xishan battalion, looking from a distance, ten steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, there are constantly three or five columns of soldiers bravely carrying weapons to inspect, all with solemn expressions and grim expressions, the tenant farmers on the Huangzhuang are even more driven together to take care of them, and they are lined up to welcome the arrival of the Son of Heaven, and there is not a busy farmer in the field.
Gao Shenghan sighed faintly.
Blind toss. In the future, it is really a waste of money to reduce the number of such public appearances.
"Is this helping farmers or misleading farmers? He couldn't work for a day. Shen Yifei leaned on the window and secretly lifted the curtain to look out.
Although Yu did not match the courtesy, the emperor did not squeak, and the accompanying father-in-law Deng naturally did not dare to say anything. Didn't you see that Shen Damei was being favored, and he was the first person in the world to dare to use the emperor's thigh as a pillow. He silently poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to the emperor, and by the way, he also left a cup for Shen Meiren.
He was accompanied by all the male attendants in the back garden, as well as some Beijing officials. In previous years, male pets were not brought out, because the influence was not good, and it would promote some unhealthy social trends, but don't make the courtiers and their heirs learn to raise male pets one by one, and when the time comes, who will the marriageable woman marry? Men and men can't have children......
Ahem, it's far away.
In fact, when the first emperor was there, the first queen also accompanied him, and all the previous sons of heaven were like this. The Son of Heaven serves the farmer and the queen of heaven, symbolizing the prosperity of the men and women in the world who work hard to weave cloth, which is the foundation of the country and the most basic element of the existence and development of the family, and also inspires the people of the world not to forget their roots. But......
There is no marriage today, and the position of queen is empty, so you can't let the male attendants take it, right?
What a system!
Grandpa Deng was a little depressed.
The Ministry of Rites Shangshu tried his best to persuade the Son of Heaven not to treat farming as a child's play, and he didn't want the emperor to say bluntly: "Why don't I treat farming as a child's play?" It is precisely because they don't know the people's sufferings that they go to work in the field to experience it firsthand: you must know that Chinese food is hard work! I have already made up my mind on this matter, and there is no need to discuss it again. But all of you, Aiqing, can the daughters of the family know the grains? Do you know how the stitches and threads of the clothes on the body come about? If you don't know, take them all and go to the fields to see how everyone's comfortable life came about. "The Son of Heaven Chrysostom said, once this word came out, all the ministers did not obey.
Then in terms of candidates, parents were reasonable and considerate of their children, and most of them brought their valued sons and daughters out to experience and gain a long insight. spoiled the child and couldn't bear the child's suffering, but he chose the concubine who was not very valued to follow.
Therefore, the team of trips this year has grown more than a little more than in previous years.
Zhuang Tou was shocked to see that there were so many people, but everything was still arranged properly and nothing went wrong. Isn't it just to circle people with similar identities together, mules to mules and horses to horses, young masters to the three stewards to entertain, ladies and ladies to the stewards and ladies to receive them, and arrange for them to watch the peasants and peasant women do their work.
No, the emperor refused to let people be idle, and ordered the head of the village to take farm tools and told the young masters to work in the fields.
This time, the big guy's face was a little unsightly.
But when he saw that the emperor's pillow people had come out, no one dared to object, so he had to bite the bullet.
The male attendants went down to the fields, somewhat uncomfortable. Especially those ill-intentioned glances, which made them angry but unable to speak, and their hearts were sad.
When several old ministers saw their sons standing in that special group dressed plainly, they didn't know what it was like, but they felt that their old faces were all lost, and they slowly fell behind, and they didn't want to be ridiculed by their colleagues anymore. Dong Ge Lao was still the same, only glanced at his grandson, and followed the emperor step by step.
Gao Shenghan picked up the shovel and shoveled the first piece of soil.
She has done this work in that life, and she is no stranger to it. Every year on Arbor Day, the company organizes employees to go to the suburbs to plant trees voluntarily, and over the past few decades, she has planted more than 20 trees by herself, and about a dozen have survived. Then he took his son to plant two flower trees in the open space of the villa, a pear tree and a cherry tree, which bloomed and bore fruit every year after they became mature. It's a pity that the peach tree planted by himself when he was newly married to that man never went back to see it because he moved......
"I didn't expect the emperor to do this." Shen Yifei came over with the small hoe, and he was still five steps away, when Wei Lan suddenly rushed over and confiscated his small hoe.
"Rigorously carry weapons to approach the emperor!" He said righteously.
Shen Yifei complained in his heart, glanced at him, took the small bucket carried by the little eunuch on the side, and scooped up the water for the emperor to plant......
"Your Majesty, what did you just plant?" Shen Yifei suddenly realized that the timing was not very right. As far as he knew, most of the farms were planted with winter wheat, which was buried under the snow and ice that had not yet melted. In previous years, there were also years with less snow and water, and the weather was warm early, so it was just right to come out to work at this time, but then it was often accompanied by spring drought, which was more troublesome. There is a lot of snow this year, and the seedlings of winter wheat should be under the snow layer by this time......
"What are you planting on this trip?" Shen Yifei finally realized the problem and was a little dazed.
Looking at the other party's round Danfeng eyes, there was naturally a flattering expression, and Gao Shenghan smiled.
"Plant hope and look forward to the harvest of the coming year." She forked her shovel on the ground, clapped her hands, and strode up the field.
Although it was a bit hypocritical, she did think so in her heart.
If you don't know the price of firewood and rice, you don't know the difficulty of national affairs, so she sat on the dragon chair for two months, was assassinated twice, and almost wanted to die.
A piece of land that was specially circled was full of potholes, and the rich and noble sons and brothers standing in the field frowned bitterly, tied their hands and feet, and were at a loss.
Seeing the emperor coming, everyone saluted.
Gao Shenghan beckoned to the head of the village, "Tell them, how deep ploughing this land, how much sowing seeds, how much land each tenant farmer can serve in a year, how much grain is produced, and how much surplus grain is paid in taxes and tributes." Zhuang Tou didn't dare to disobey, and quickly bowed to a group of pampered young masters, and opened his voice in the spring breeze.
It was already time to return to Beijing, and it was already Youzheng when I entered the city gate, and it was dark.
The emperor marched to the west gate of the imperial city and suddenly stopped.
Gonggong Deng got out of the car, stood in front of the hundred officials, and sang in a pinched voice: "The emperor's edict instructs the ministers and their dependents to prepare a feeling related to agricultural affairs, involving taxes, grain production, and acres of land...... to the effect that the land status of each family and the amount of taxes levied on tenant farmers are listed, as for what is the use-Gao Shenghan smiled ill-intentioned at the corner of his lips.