After the great heat, it is the beginning of autumn, and more than a month later, it is the autumn equinox.

As soon as the autumn equinox arrives, the rice harvest begins, and it is necessary to finish cutting it before the frost falls, plant wheat and beans, and plant mulberry to build a field.

The autumnal equinox is also the time to see the equinox.

In order to witness the yield per mu, Chongzhen decided to go to Miyun County in person, which immediately attracted the opposition of the Donglin Party.

However, Chongzhen lazily ignored these Donglin Party members who knew how to play tricks all day long, and took Zhou Yuji and the firearms battalion, which had grown to 3,000 people, to Guantian, Miyun County.

A grain field next to a checkered rice field.

Chongzhen still placed Luan Jia in a simple manner.

It's just that a simple wooden platform was built with wood, there are no white marble steps, and there is no silk paving, and the humble one is not as good as a mountain king.

The simple Luan drove again attracted the direct advice of the Donglin Party, and one by one the righteousness and awe-inspiring said that this would damage the prestige of the royal family, even if the palace was not built, it was necessary to build a white marble platform and pave it with splendid silk and so on.

Chongzhen was really annoyed by these Donglin Party who stood and talked without backache, and just when he couldn't help but have a seizure, Wang Chengen said slowly: "Whoever feels that it is detrimental to the royal prestige will pay for the silver." ”

The righteous and awe-inspiring Donglin Party members immediately became dumb, and stood honestly in the grain field, no one dared to say more than half a word.

When the grain field was quiet, Sun Yuanhua, who rushed over from the grave of his teacher, walked out in a vegan manner: "Your Majesty, have you started harvesting rice?" ”

Chongzhen sat on a simple platform and looked at a rice field not far away, and on the ridge next to the rice field stood more than 20 young people, holding sickles in their hands, waiting to harvest this acre of rice field.

Chongzhen also observed the people's feelings on the way here, and knew what the rice fields were like, in order to be able to occupy one more point, most of the shapes of the rice fields were strange.

A piece is protruding here, and a piece is recessed there, which looks very awkward.

Not long after Chongzhen sat on the high platform of the grain field, he was attracted by the neat and uniform square rice fields here.

Look around.

All around are yellow ears of rice, and under the cool autumn breeze, layers of golden rice waves have been raised.

The rice fields that form the rice waves are divided into neat squares under the horizontal and vertical ridges.

Like a square topaz, embedded in the earth.

It looks pleasing to the eye, and it gives people a very comfortable beauty.

Under the blowing of the autumn wind, the tip of the nose comes with a refreshing aroma of rice.

Chongzhen, who was reviewing the recitals day and night in the palace, couldn't help but stretch his waist, thinking of Tao Yuanming's "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", and a thought appeared in his heart.

Refreshing.

Wang Chengen, the governor of Dongchang, was also attracted by this picture of rice waves, no longer looking at his toes with low eyebrows, but raising his eyes to look at the rice waves that were bullying and rolling.

There was also a thought in my heart.

Later, when I return to my hometown, I will build a grass house, and it is not bad to live here.

The Donglin Party was also attracted by the neat checkered rice fields in front of them, but they didn't have any good words in their mouths, and they were full of sour thoughts.

Chongzhen was still admiring the relaxed rice fields, and was about to answer Sun Yuanhua, when Zheng Yuanwai stood up: "Your Majesty, in order to avoid a small harvest and a big harvest, the minister suggested that Ma Shiying should take people to harvest." ”

Chongzhen didn't understand what a small harvest was, and Wang Chengen next to him explained in a low voice: "Although weights and measures were unified as early as the Qin Shi Huang period, officials and profiteers basically used private fighting in order to make profits. ”

"When collecting rent from tenants, we use large buckets, and when we sell grain to the common people, we use small buckets."

Chongzhen's face was ugly when he heard that the bureaucrats and gentry were actually using this method to loot the common people, but he also knew that the rule of officials could not be changed overnight.

In order to avoid the Donglin Party from using these insidious methods, Chongzhen agreed without hesitation: "Ma Aiqing, it's up to you to harvest the rice." ”

Ma Shiying, who was admiring the checkered rice field, said seriously: "The minister must uphold the word justice." ”

The Donglin Party officials looked at Ma Shiying who was walking towards Tian Ridge, and they were completely relieved, with this first cool official in the capital, the industrial faction should not think about making a big gain.

Zheng Yuanwai did not forget to act cautiously at this moment when he should have been carried away, and immediately attracted the praise of several waiters, and the ministers spared no effort to praise Zheng Yuanwai.

The Donglin Party officials slapped a sycophant, and then looked at the industrial faction with a smug expression to see what else you could do.

The industrial officials were a little crying and laughing, the degree of scoundrels of the Donglin Party is obvious to all, and who knows how many Donglin Party officials can even lose face for the sake of interests.

The officials of the industrial faction are still worried that if the Donglin Party turns around and refuses to admit the account, saying that it will be difficult for the industrial faction to do it, they are discussing countermeasures, but they have not yet finished discussing them.

Get.

The Donglin Party took the initiative to help make up for the only mistake.

I thought I had taken a big advantage, and I showed a very smug expression.

However, the Donglin Party soon lost its complacency.

Ma Shiying was so serious that she walked into the rice field in person, picked up every grain of rice scattered during the harvesting process, and put it in the bamboo basket on her back.

As the rice field was harvested, it didn't take long for Ma Shiying to pick up a small half basket of grains, walk out of the rice field, and pour the grains into the official bucket on the ridge.

Basket after basket, I actually picked up three or four buckets of rice.

The Donglin Party officials wanted to stop Ma Shiying's demolition, but he Ma Shiying dared to burn the Ministry of Industry, how could he be afraid of the Donglin Party's painless drinking.

In case he provokes this plague god and is remembered by him, he will have a lot of fun in the future, so it is better to return to his hometown as soon as possible, so as not to be burned to death at home by Ma Shiying one day.

The Donglin Party could only watch the Ma Shiying they selected, where they kept picking up rice, comforting themselves that even if Ma Shiying picked up more rice, it would not reach 1,000 catties.

The Donglin Party officials present have been clothed and fed since they were children, and they are more delicate than the ladies of the official eunuchs, and they can't estimate the approximate harvest of one acre of land.

But as the rice was beaten out and put into the official bucket, the weight of the rice soon changed from 100 catties to 300 catties, and the faces of the Donglin Party officials finally changed.

There are still a lot of unbeaten ears of rice next to it, and looking at the number piled there, maybe it may really reach 800 catties.

Until now, seeing is believing, and Donglin Party officials still can't believe that they can really reach a yield of 1,000 catties per mu.

After beating all the rice, Ma Shiying walked towards Luan in everyone's expectations.

At this time, Ma Shiying's every move attracted everyone's attention, and when he walked to Luan's side, he did not speak seriously as usual, but showed a look of self-doubt.

Seeing Ma Shiying's self-doubting expression, Donglin Dang breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that it is really impossible to produce a thousand catties per mu.

Before the Donglin Party could finish its breath, Ma Shiying said seriously: "Your Majesty, the yield per mu is 1,000 catties." ”