Chen Yang led the way in front, and Huizong Zhao Ji followed excitedly.

Zhao Ji was an emperor who greatly believed in and respected Taoism since the Tang Dynasty.

In order to publicize the needs, Li Tang made people ignore his Xianbei bloodline, claimed to be the descendant of Lao Tzu, and made Taoism the state religion.

In fact, the Tang Dynasty believed in Buddhism more after Li Shimin.

Listening to Zong Shu's introduction, this "rice expert" also called himself Ru Shi An Quan Zhenzi, and Hui Zong was kind in seconds.

Out of the woods, a rice field of about three acres appeared in front of me.

The rice fields are already golden yellow, and the ears of rice are bent down, and the wind is not small at this time, and the rice fields are hardly undulating.

Many officials came from the owner of the manor, especially Chen Guoting's family, which was a Jiangnan wang family, and there were several manors in the family.

Chen Guoting took a look at it and knew how the rice was growing.

Huizong was still admiring the golden yellow of the rice fields, the green of the woods, and the deep blue of the stream, so Chen Guoting rushed to the edge of the rice field.

Picking up the ears of rice and looking at them carefully, they pinched and rubbed again, and there was a pile of millet in the palm of their hands.

Chen Guoting took a bite and chewed it, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, it's rice, it's the best rice!" ”

It's really grown!

Seeing the golden rice field, everyone already knows that this rice is planted in the north!

As a southerner, Chen Guoting personally verified it, which is naturally more convincing.

This rice is not only planted, but also the best rice!

"God bless the Great Song! God bless my people! ”

Zhao Ji had already recovered from the beautiful scenery at this time, and he was also excited!

More important than the beautiful scenery is that rice can be grown in the north of the Great Song Dynasty!

An ordinary piece of land can achieve a rotation of wheat and rice in a year!

Food production in the north, especially staple foods, will be twice as high as in the past.

In this way, the problem of food shortage in the north has been perfectly solved!

"God bless the Great Song! God bless my people! Long live Your Majesty! Zong Shu took the lead and shouted.

Let this guy get it done again, let this guy take the lead again!

Zhao Gou and Zhao Kai immediately knelt down: "God bless the Great Song, the sky is auspicious!" ”

More than 200 officials also knelt down and shouted auspicious in a mess.

It's auspicious again! Successfully planting rice is called Xiangrui, which is completely Zhao Gou and Zhao Kai's careful thinking.

This is called Xiangrui, and it completely erases the credit of the prince and Chen Yang, this is Xiangrui sent down by God, and it has nothing to do with anyone else.

"Xiangrui of fart!" Zong Shu took out a horn and yelled.

This voice directly overwhelmed the cheers of more than 200 officials.

This guy is really going to spoil the scenery!

"Don't say anything auspicious in the future, what about deceiving ghosts? In addition to the natural mountains, rivers, plants and trees, other beautiful things are created by people! ”

"If it weren't for His Majesty's attention to agriculture, if it wasn't for the prince himself to go to the fields to cultivate, if there was no Chen Yang's hard experiments, how could rice be grown in the north?"

In order to put gold on the prince's face and win honor for Chen Yang, Zong Shu also spared no effort.

Chen Guoting particularly appreciated Zong Shu's point, and came to Zhao Ji with the grain rotten that had just been rubbed.

Zhao Ji took a few grains and looked at them, the grains were really full, and it seemed that the yield would not be low.

"Your Majesty, in my hometown, one acre of rice field can produce three hundred and fifty catties. In my opinion, the yield per mu of this paddy field is not less than 350 catties. ”

Chen Guoting was very excited.

Also excited with Chen Guoting is Hou Meng, the head of the household, a native of Gaomi, Shandong, and the character Yuangong.

This time, the wheat harvest in the north failed, and the most worrying person was Hou Yuangong.

As the secretary of the household department, he is in charge of the fields, household registration, and money and grain.

There is an imminent food shortage in the north, and the responsibility of the head of the household department is the first to bear the brunt.

Seeing that the rice was planted, Hou Yuangong's mental calculation was put down, although there is still a period of time before the promotion, but after surviving next year, the food crisis in the Great Song Dynasty will be completely alleviated.

"Your Majesty, the minister proposes to make this news known to the world in order to reassure the people. At the same time, let the northern prefectures and counties send people to Mi County to learn the method of rice cultivation and popularize it as soon as possible. The revitalization of my Great Song Dynasty is just around the corner. ”

Hou Yuangong's proposal was approved by Cai Jing and others.

"Your Majesty, the prefectures and counties don't have to come. When they come, who will pay for food and housing? ”

Zong Shu didn't want a lot of people to come to Mi County, what if he got into a spy or something?

Mixian base, if it is not kept secret, can it still be called Mixian?

Zong Shu originally wanted to wait a little longer and report to Zhao Ji the good news of the successful cultivation of rice in the north.

Zong Shu bought a manor outside Bianliang City, more than 300 acres of land, where he planned to plant Zhancheng rice.

Here, you can come and learn as much as you like.

If it weren't for Zhao Ji's pressing today, Zong Shu would not let others see the rice fields here.

"Zong Shu, this money, the court is out, you don't have to worry." Zhao Ji is rare and atmospheric.

Even so, Zong Shu was unwilling: "Your Majesty, I think this is too slow." Quan Zhenzi can publish a monograph, precautions for planting rice in the north, and send the book to all prefectures and counties. It's faster that way. If it's fast, you can plant and plant rice after a month, and you can harvest it in October. ”

Everyone was shocked by Zong Shu's words.

Isn't it said that rice will be promoted in the Northland next year?

Listen to Zong Shu said, you can plant rice and harvest it this year?

This is no joke!

If this is the case, then the problem of the wheat harvest is not a problem at all!

Is what Zong Shu said reliable?

Chen Guoting knows that there are three crops in the south, and according to Zong Shu, the north can at least achieve two crops a year?

Chen Yang felt everyone's suspicious gaze and said loudly, "Your Majesty, my lords. What the Grandmaster said is completely true. As long as we hurry up, the sunshine and fertility are sufficient, our rice is in the north, from planting to harvesting, two months is enough. ”

You can harvest the rice in two months!

At this moment, all the problems were completely solved.

It not only solves the problem of feeding the people, but also eliminates the hidden danger of increasing the number of displaced people and the frequent change of people.

The yield of rice was twice that of wheat, which increased the production of staple grains in the Great Song Dynasty by eighty.

This is no less than winning a war on the border, no less than recovering a few cities.

Because all the development of the Great Song Dynasty, including military operations, was based on grain.

Huizong was very satisfied, and immediately arranged for Hou Yuangong, the secretary of the household department, to assist Chen Yang in printing the book and sending it to all prefectures and counties together with the rice seeds.

The money for rice seeds is settled by the prefectures and counties themselves.

"Is this rice ready to be harvested?" Huizong asked.

Chen Yang said that now it is time to harvest.

"Then let's work together, cut the rice, and see how much yield per mu is."

Zhao Ji was interested, and he also rolled up his sleeves.

The crown prince can turn over the ground outside the city, and as the emperor, he has to go in front of the prince.

It is not without precedent for the emperor to personally go down to the land to cultivate.

Zhao Ji saw that there were a bunch of sickles on the ground, and it seemed that Zong Shu had already prepared tools for everyone to experience farming.

"Wait!"

A voice rang out.

Needless to say, it was Zong Shu who said it again. Except for him, no one else has the courage to do so.

Zhao Ji looked back at Zong Shu and said, "The prince can turn the ground, but I can't harvest it?" ”

"Your Majesty, everyone can cut it, but Tong Taiyi and Tong Gonggong can't." Zong Shu said.

Why? Zhao Ji couldn't help but ask.

Tong Guan also rolled up his sleeves and was about to work with the emperor, but who knew that he was rejected by Zong Shu.

"Father-in-law Tong, it has been cut. For eunuchs, there is no way to cut it. Zong Shu said: "All of us, don't mention cutting words again, so as not to hurt him." ”

Tong Guan ran the fastest, and had already got the sickle, and when he heard this, he threw down the sickle in anger, and his eyes were dark, and he shook a few times.