Zhang Xin was smiling there, and Li Niang glared at him and said, "Lord Shizi, what the hell is going on?" Didn't Yiqing take off his robe and serve in your warrior camp? ”

"You can wear it if you take off your robe, it just so happens that this agricultural temple is a temple blessing, and as soon as the lord asked him, he agreed. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zhang Xin smiled, and the appearance of the scoundrel amused the old lady.

Yiqing's preparations are well done, there is a small red clay stove in the quiet room, there is a hot water kettle sitting on it, Qiuyue quickly brews the tea she brought, the three masters each get a cup, Zhang Chun and Wang Mama also have a share, and there are a few pastries made by Fang Niangzi on the small table, all of which are a bite of that kind of small shortbread, and Grandpa Guo can't stop eating one at all.

Qiu Yue was busy taking shortbread out of her backpack, and the ones she had just taken out were almost eaten by Grandpa Guo alone.

Her backpack is very large, with light blue double shoulder straps, and a good-looking clump of bluegrass embroidered, half as tall as she is, I don't know how many things are in it, but it doesn't look bloated and ugly on the outside.

Zhang Xin is still whispering to Li Niang about the origin of this agricultural temple, it was he and his eldest brother together to the emperor's suggestion, the year is not good, the people's hearts are unstable, you have to do something to boost morale, the monks are commonplace, only know how to persuade people to be good, and there is no practical action to change the status quo, the people are tired of hearing and can not see the benefits, the appeal of Buddhism is weakening day by day, but the god of agriculture came at the right time, and there is a certain mass base in the capital.

"Yesterday, my brother distributed seeds to the people, and occasionally mentioned that a temple of agriculture was built here, and the people wanted to come to worship and pray, which can be seen, this is the desire of the people, the people's will, people have to eat and dress first before they can think of anything else."

Zhang Xin's words, the old lady nodded frequently, and then saw that the grandfather of the country only knew how to bury his head there, and the old lady shook her head and sighed, if only her son was half as smart and capable as her grandson.

Zhang Fang came in from outside, asked Qiuyue for a cup of tea, and said that there were many people outside Huangzhuang, all holding incense, candles and fruits in their hands, ready to come to worship when the god of agriculture settled down.

Zhang Xin glanced at Li Niang, how is it, how is this trick played?

Okay, great, go back and taste your good food, Li Niang smiled back, and the sweet interaction between the two fell in the eyes of the old lady, and she was very happy.

After drinking tea and grabbing a handful of small shortbreads, Zhang Fang went out to inquire about the news, while Zhang Chun stood guard at the door of the quiet room to prevent outsiders from breaking in.

Although the small courtyard is simple, but it blocks the wind, many princes and ministers have run in to avoid the wind, in addition to the agricultural temple, there is only one quiet room and one kitchen each room, by the way, there is also a washroom and toilet, now the quiet room is occupied by the Zhang family, and the general of the treasury iron guards the door, so in addition to the agricultural temple, even the kitchen is full of people.

Compared with the two, Zhang Chun felt that he had a special face, he stood straight at the door of the quiet room, and decided to grow his eyes to the top of his head today, and no one would give face, hey, this feeling is too good.

Zhang Fang kept asking the guards to send news.

After a while, it was said that the emperor's Luan had arrived.

After a while, it was said that the emperor's Luan drove into the imperial village.

After a while, it was said that the sacrifice would begin in a quarter of an hour.

The location of the Nongshen Temple is on the side of the gate of the Huangzhuang, the main gate faces outward, the small gate opens inside the Huangzhuang wall, and the sacrificial ceremony is held in front of the Nongshen Temple.

The new temple Zhu Yiqing Taoist was entrusted with a heavy responsibility, as the host of today's sacrifice, at first Li Niang carried a heart, and later saw that he performed well, articulate and calm, the scriptures are better than singing, this is reassuring.

Sacrifice to the heavens and sacrifice to the two gods, after the emperor and queen went barefoot on the ground, and the four princes of the cabinet assisted, the emperor drove the oxen and pulled a few plows, the queen sprinkled a few wheat seeds in the back, and the officials and families standing on the field and many people burst into applause.

Subsequently, the peasants on the Huangzhuang used ox carts to pull the statue of the god of agriculture and the statue of the god of the dragon, paraded around the village, and the people who came one after another chased after the statue to see, and waited until the statue of the dragon god returned to the dragon temple, and the statue of the god of agriculture settled in the temple of the god of agriculture, and many people rushed over, to pray for the blessing of God and the blessing of the two gods, and to bless them to be able to have a bumper harvest and a full stomach this year.

The Hanlin people of the Hanlin Academy wrote this grand scene into a flowery article and published it in the Di Bao, singing praises and praising the emperor's sycophants, and the influence of the god of agriculture also quietly spread from the Beijing and Tianjin areas to the surrounding areas to the whole country.

What do the officials below like to do the most, follow the trend, follow the emperor's footsteps, Emperor Shengming, care so much about the society and people's livelihood, we also have to learn.

If the dragon temple is there, then it will be repaired, and it will be magnificent, so that the dragon prince will be happy and happy, and this year it will rain a little to farm the land.

The Saturnalia didn't have it? Then cover.

What the? The yamen doesn't have this budget, so can't come up with the money? Then raise funds and apportion.

The people have no money, and they are so poor that they are about to rebel, so forget it and talk to the landlords.

Do you want a good harvest? I heard that the emperor and his old man give incense to the god of agriculture every day, it can be seen that this god of agriculture is a good god, you give some money to repair the temple, and then the god of agriculture will definitely bless your family with a bumper harvest.

When Mo Shubai escorted the seeds down to various states and counties, and found that agricultural temples were being built in various places, he was a little nervous at that time, afraid that overkill would lead officials to take the opportunity to loot people's wealth.

After all, in recent years, there has been a famine in various places, more and more displaced people have left their homes, and those who are officials are afraid of accidents.

As for those who are full of fat brains and only care about filling their own pockets and ignoring the lives of the people, the Shubai who was born in the Metropolitan Procuratorate is not polite, and he will be impeached.

The emperor immediately gave instructions to take off the black gauze hat of the corrupt official, and take his property to dig wells and repair canals for the people, so as to immediately improve the situation of water shortage.

Shubai and He Liansheng have been running outside for two months, and they have lost a lot of weight, and there seem to be a lot of seeds, but the distribution is limited, and each family can only receive ten catties of seeds for free with their household registration book, that is, five catties of potatoes and sweet potatoes.

The warden in charge of farming in the yamen would give lectures to the farmers who received the seeds, and organize them to learn the techniques of cultivating the seeds, and if they were carefully cared for, the harvest would be available in two months, so that the farmers could get more seeds to use freely.

In order to prevent farmers from taking the seeds home, turn around and cook them to eat, the yamen also formulated corresponding restraint measures, your family received the seeds, the yamen registered, and then every once in a while there will be a servant to go down to check, in addition to the irreparable losses caused by force majeure, once it is found that the seeds have disappeared for no reason, and nothing can grow in the ground, then your family will be punished.

What is the penalty? Knowing that your family is poor, if you don't pay a penalty, you will be punished for forced labor, doing hard work for the government, digging wells and canals, digging mountains and fields, and many classic conscription projects, which make you afraid when you hear it.

It's good to know that you're afraid, and honestly plant potatoes and sweet potatoes. (To be continued.) )