Spring is late, and the trees are blooming. Cang Geng, picking Su Qiqi.

In Liaodi at the beginning of March, the tender green branches and leaves have quietly sprouted. It is the spring sowing season in Liaodi, and the hard-working people have begun to be busy in the fields again.

Zou Yan, Lu Zhonglian and others had just entered Ling'an County, Liaoxi County, and obviously felt that the people of Liaodi were different from the people who cultivated in other places in Qi and Yan.

As the people of this era, they attach more importance to farming than the people of Ji Kang's previous life. Zou Yan, Lu Zhonglian and others all got off the van and looked at the busy scene in the fields, with intoxicated expressions on their faces.

Lu Zhonglian looked at the official road that was wider than the rest of Yandi, stomped his foot twice, and nodded, showing a satisfied look. As an agricultural expert in this era, Zou Yan couldn't wait to enter a field by the roadside.

Ran to an old man who was driving cattle to plow with a curved plow, and watching the old man's operation, Zou Yan's eyes widened. And the old man seemed to be no longer surprised, ignored Zou Yan who was standing next to him, and continued to drive the cattle forward.

After looking at it for a while, Zou Yan's voice trembled, and he said to the farmer: "May I ask the old man, what is this for?" ”

The old man glanced at Zou Yan, stopped, and said to Zou Yan: "This gentleman, you just came to our Liaodi, right?" ”

"Yes, old man. We just arrived in Liaodi. ”

"This is called Quyuan plow, which was made by our little prince after coming to Liaodi last year. It's a good thing, and it's farming four or five times faster than it used to be. ”

At this time, Lu Zhonglian also came to Zou Yan's side, and when he heard this, his voice trembled: "Four or five times faster? ”

The old man seemed to have seen a lot of this kind of situation, and said with a smile: "This is the farming speed of this useless person, you see that my son's speed over there is even faster than mine." ”

Zou Yan and Lu Zhong looked at it, and a young man who was plowing in a field not far away was indeed much faster than the old man.

Zou Yan and the others naturally knew what this meant, and their eyes were red. How many fields will be cultivated and how much grain will be produced!

At once, everyone gathered around the curved plough, frightened the old oxen who were farming, and "mooed" twice. What are so many of you going to do? I'm already very industrious!

Zou Yan touched the Quyuan plow, as if he was touching a peerless treasure.

"Dare to ask the old man, do you all use this kind of curved plough to cultivate in Liaodi now?"

The old man laughed: "Gentlemen, as far as I know, we all use this kind of curved plough to cultivate. After our little prince came to Liaodi, he ordered the Liaodi government to make this quyuan plough before spring sowing last year.

Let the government go door-to-door to distribute, and the government will first give an advance of the money used, and then let the money of these advances be collected within three years, and you can't pay more if you want.

This good thing for farming, who of us farmers doesn't want it! No, I asked the carpenter in the village to build another one for my family, and my son used it. ”

Lu Zhonglian then asked, "This old man, how much tax do you pay?" ”

The old man was even happier and laughed: "Our Yan Kingdom originally stipulated that the tax was to pay fifty percent to the government, but after our little prince came, it was reduced to forty percent last year.

This year, all harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes have been exempted, and money has been distributed even for hard labor. Even the mothers-in-law in the family were given cloth by the government, and some clothes and hats were made, and money was given according to each piece! Gentlemen, to tell you the truth, I have lived more than fifty years and have never seen such a practice.

Now there is no shortage of money and food at home, and this is the time that our little prince has been in Liaodi for more than a year. The elders of the village all said that the days after this will continue to get better and better. Our little prince. It is not a loss to be a person from the stars in the sky and the earth! ”

Zou Yan was taken aback: "What? Distribution of cloth. Is it not that you have so much cloth in the land? ”

The old man laughed and said, "Gentlemen, what's so strange about this! The little princes of our family, according to the people, can take water to make salt, what is a little cloth?

Since the second half of last year, our little prince has ordered that all the people of Liaodi can use the certificate of official registration to buy one pound of salt per person per month with two Ming knives, adults can buy two pieces of cloth with 40 Ming knives every year, and those who are not adults can buy one with 20 Ming knives.

Ladies and gentlemen, don't look at me and I still wear clothes with patches, but I still have two new clothes and two pieces of cloth made for the New Year! Now the villagers of the nearby counties, who does not envy the people of our Liaodi! ”

After Zou Yan and Lu Zhong even listened to the old man's words, their faces turned red.

Lu Zhonglian even muttered to himself: "It's so powerful!" Take water to make salt, take water to make salt! ”

Turning to Zou Yan, who was also stunned, he said: "I really want to fly to Xiangping with my wings on my body now, and go to see what the little prince in the old man's mouth looks like!" ”

After saying goodbye to the old man, Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian, who were sitting in the van, couldn't calm down in their hearts, and they hadn't recovered from the information the old man told just now.

Opening his closed eyes, Lu Zhonglian looked at Zou Yan, who was still closing his eyes and contemplating on the other side, and followed the window towards the fields on both sides of the official road, looking at the people who were working hard, listening to the laughter of the people.

He said to himself, "It's only been a year!" can actually make the people of Liaodi so solid and worry-free, what kind of character is this, is it really as the people say, it is the stars in the sky that descend to earth? ”

Ji Kang, who was in Xiangping City in Liaodong, had already received the news reported by the Intelligence Bureau and knew the news that Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian had arrived.

The smile on the little face did not stop, regardless of the fact that Ji Mao and Huang Yong were still sitting next to him, he immediately threw himself into the arms of Ji Xin, who was sitting on the chair, and said in a choked voice: "Lord Drama, you invited Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian here." You've done a great job! It's great, it's great. ”

In this era, talent is fluid. Not only does the monarch choose the minister, but also the minister chooses the king. In particular, the outstanding civil ministers and military generals all follow the principle of "good birds choose trees to perch, and good ministers choose the master to do things" to choose the so-called Ming master.

The world sees you, are you a good king? Do the people look at you as a good prince? It depends on whether you have talent under your command that can be praised. No! I'm sorry! You are not a good king, you are not a good prince.

Jun Xiangju Xin naturally knows Zou Yan, who is as famous as himself and is called the "Four Famous Ministers" of Yan by the world today, and Lu Zhonglian, who is called the "national scholar" by the world today. The arrival of the two, in this era, represents the current Liaodi and Gongzi Ji Kang.

looked at the little prince who was choking like his grandson in his arms, and patted it lightly twice. also had red circles under his eyes, and said slowly: "Childe, it's here, it's finally here." I'm relieved. ”

Ji Mao and Huang Yong were also full of joy when they saw this scene.

Standing up and taking a step forward, Ji Mao said to Ji Kang: "Son, drama, are you arranging people along the way to take care of Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian and other gentlemen?"

Ji Kang raised his head, looked at the drama Xin and said, "Drama, what is your opinion?" ”

Ji Xin thought for a while, shook his head and said, "Childe, you don't have to be like this. Let Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian and the others let them walk around and take a look in our Liao Land by themselves. We don't send anyone to contact them, so it would be better. ”

Ji Kang nodded, and said to Ji Mao and Huang Yong: "Uncle Ji and Huang Yong, just do what the drama says, we don't make any arrangements and contacts." Let Zou Yan and Lu Zhonglian feel free to do so! ”

"No".

Outside the door, the spring breeze gently blows the bells of the eaves of the prince's mansion, making a pleasant "jingling" sound.