On the seventh day of March in the spring of the second year of Yanhe, Xinfeng is on the bank of Weixiang.

The Son of Heaven is here.

The civil and military ministers are clustered on the side.

Even Sima Qian, who had been in the Shiqu Pavilion of Weiyang Palace and was busy with history, also appeared in the crowd of drivers.

Today's Sima Qian is already drooping and old, with white hair and white hair, and a crickly body, looking extremely haggard.

Li Ling's case left him with indelible wounds.

The fault is not the wishes of several generations of the family, all gathered in the chest, for the sake of the wishes and ideals of his ancestors, he has long been unable to support it.

"Xinfeng changes, it's really earth-shattering......" The old Tai Shiling, looking at everything in front of him, sighed and sighed: "It's almost like changing the world!" ”

The children and subordinates on the left and right all bowed their heads silently.

Everything in front of me is indeed beyond imagination.

On the banks of the river, huge waterwheels stand proudly, and huge wooden wheels slowly rotate to draw the water of the Wei River into the channel.

The gurgling water is poured into the farmland through various channels.

Farmers, with their children, women and children, on both sides of the road and in the fields, bowed to the ground, welcoming the Son of Heaven to parade here.

In the distance, there is a faint smoke rising from the cooking.

What's more, these farmers are fully clothed and rarely have patches.

The face is quite shiny, the skin is ruddy, and there is no half of the vegetable.

Sima Qian even saw an old farmer holding a baby in his hand and one on his back, followed by several women with babies in their arms.

Babies crying can be heard from time to time on the fields and roads.

"How many babies did this Xinfeng have?" An official asked in surprise.

"Xinfeng prohibits infant drowning......" A familiar person explained: "It is said that one person drowning infants, the whole clan sits together, the pavilion chief, Lizheng and township officials are all derelict in their duties, and the performance appraisal is directly taught in the hall, and they are not allowed to be promoted for three years, and the rewards of the year are deducted, and the drowning home is not allowed to participate in any activities organized by the government, and it is not allowed to use channels, and it is not allowed to use all the tools of the government and the people......"

Therefore, from top to bottom, the common people and officials would rather be slaves and maids than drown babies...... The local officials are even more concerned about the pregnant women in their jurisdiction, not to mention asking about their bodies every day, but also about their bodies every three days, recording their delivery dates, and after they give birth, they will immediately come to the door to inquire about the details of the mother and child, and dare not slack off......"

"Ah...... It's so strict......" The man shrunk his neck and said weakly: "How can you raise so many babies?" How can you afford it?! ”

"Why can't you feed it? How can you not afford it?! People who are familiar with Xinfeng laughed and said: "The people of Xinfeng, not to mention others, each household has at least 30 acres of land, below this amount, you can fake official land and plough it, and the land rent is only 30%...... And the local tycoons and nobles are even willing to solicit tenants with 20% or even 10% land rent......"

"Ah...... With such a low tenant rent, what do those people eat? ”

"On the surface, it is natural that the good gentry is sympathetic to the neighbors of the township party, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to support their wives and children......" A nobleman replied with a smile: "Actually...... No profit can not be early! If they don't show kindness to their village party, where will these people find workers in their workshops? ”

"When the farming is slack, the people of Xinfeng, so that the male or above (14 years old), are working in the workshop, skilled people, diligent people, especially difficult to find, I heard that in Xinfeng now someone is just in the village to set up a wood workshop, specializing in processing all kinds of wood, sold to Xinfeng Workshop Park, the profit of one month, better than the old tenant profit ten times or even dozens of times!"

"If you are a wealthy gentleman of Xinfeng, you will collect the heart of the township party with a meager land rent, and you will have a long-term man, and enjoy ten times or dozens of times the profits, or will you go to knock on the bones and suck the marrow, evil the neighbors, and get the official government?"

And when they heard this, they fell silent.

Sima Qian listened from afar, but he was also silent.

He remembered a well-known story about Confucius.

Zi Shiwei, Ran has a servant, Zi said: Shu Yi! Ran You said: If you are a good person, why not? Said: Rich! Said: If you are rich, why should you add to it? Teach it!

This story had a great impact on Sima Qian, and in his history, there is a special chapter to describe the rich and noble business people in history, which is called: The Legend of Goods and Colonies.

In matters of industry and commerce and merchants, Sima Qian's attitude inherited Confucius's 'knowledge of etiquette and knowledge of honor and disgrace when food and clothing are sufficient', and secretly echoed the concept of 'wealth and wealth are attached to benevolence and righteousness'.

Now, listening to these people's discussions, Sima Qian sighed: "When it comes to the way to govern the world, is there anyone in the world who is good at Zhang Zizhong? ”

If the people are not rich, how can they know etiquette?

Isn't it hooliganism to talk about honor and disgrace if you don't have enough food and clothing?

Obviously, Xinfeng is on the right path.

Only by enriching the people first and then indoctrining them can it be effective.

Talking about education without enriching the people is like the Chu people who carved a boat and begged for a sword, but it is just empty talk.

At this time, the Son of Heaven had come down from the royal throne.

Taisun Liu Jin, leading dozens of Xinfeng officials, stepped forward to greet him.

The people on the left and near were even more bent their knees, shouting: "Long live Your Majesty, long live the Han Dynasty......

Sima Qian hurriedly tidied up his clothes and followed.

Under the guidance of His Royal Highness the Taisun, the Son of Heaven walked into a field path.

The ministers, lined up, followed.

Sima Qian is an old minister, and he is also the Taishi Ling and the Zhongshu Order, so he has preferential treatment and walks in the middle of the crowd.

Even so, it took a long time to enter the path.

The warm spring sun shines on the fields.

In the wheat field, the grass is long, the center is shaking, and the majestic wind blows through the wheat field, flooding countless wheat waves.

Sima Qian looked at these strong, plump and firm wheat, and for some reason, his eyes were filled with tears.

Because, it was the most magnificent sight he had ever seen in his life.

It is more magnificent than the waves of Longmen Gorge and more elegant than the waves of Jieshi.

Because......

This is wheat, one of the five grains.

The heritage of the society, the hope of the country, and the future of the world.

"How many stones can such an acre of wheat land produce after harvesting?" Among the ministers, countless people whispered.

"More than five stones, right?" Some people estimate it conservatively, but apparently, he has not done farm work, and he does not know about the wall.

Therefore, immediately there was an official from Dasi Nong who retorted: "Five stones? Hehe...... If there are only five stones, why do you have to mobilize so many people? At the very least, there are six or seven stones, maybe it can reach the yield of eight stones! ”

When everyone listened, their breathing became short, and there were even local county guards and assassins who came to Chang'an to report their work, and they couldn't wait to lie on the ground and bow down to these wheat seedlings.

Heaven can see mercy!

The yield per mu of the Han family is an average of two stones per acre of corn, and the wheat is higher, but it is only two and a half stones.

In many places, the best land, the best year, and the yield per mu is only four stones.

That's a very high number.

And here, in this Linwei Township, the yield per mu of any wheat field starts from six stones......

The gap is simply immeasurable.

It is equivalent to Xinfeng people using one acre of land, they can produce two, three or even four acres of grain from others!

For people, it's almost like a myth.

Not to mention, in the wheat field in front of you, it is indeed easy to find ears of wheat.

Sima Qian didn't even examine it carefully, and within a few steps in front of him, he found several multi-spike grasses.

At this time, in front of him, the Son of Heaven was already asking, and a Xinfeng agricultural official asked him: "How do Qing and others guide the people to farm on weekdays?" ”

The official was very young, but he spoke well, neither humble nor arrogant, and only listened to him whisper: "Returning to Your Majesty, the ministers and others will guide the people to cultivate according to the agricultural book compiled by the Servant Zhonggong......

"With the method of replacing the field taught by Zhao Duwei, the people are taught to divide the fields into ridges when they are farming, and they use curved plows to plough the land ......"

"Secondly, it is compost, fertilization, Xinfeng folk, human and animal manure, urine, all have uses......"

"Finally, we must be ......diligent in weeding and catching insects."

"Now, by His Majesty's Holy Virtue, His Royal Highness the Grandson's grace, the people of Xinfeng, there are channels in the villages, and there is a cow among the three households...... Therefore, a husband can cultivate dozens of acres of land in a day......"

Although the words are low-key, the listeners all prick up their ears.

Countless people have already set their minds on these wheat that are about to be harvested.

I don't know how many nobles are already planning to come here to buy wheat seeds after the harvest of Xinfeng wheat begins next month.

Who doesn't want wheat seeds that start with a yield of six stones per mu?

No matter how high the price is, they will eat it!

And the officials are eyeing and coveting the officials of Xinfeng.

Because......

Xinfeng has proven his success with facts.

Many people can't wait to replicate the miracle of Xinfeng in their own jurisdiction.

And from Xinfeng, inviting a group of capable officials to go back to assist themselves is naturally the proper meaning of the question.

As long as you can get half of the yield per mu and local political achievements like Xinfeng in your own jurisdiction, why worry that you can't be promoted?

Maybe you can be like Li Bing and his son, Ximen Leopard, and Er Kuan, who will be famous in history and hang down for eternity......

It's just that......

These people looked at the situation in front of them, and then thought about Zhang Chiyou, who was now far away in Yanmen, and they were all a little worried.

Will digging his wall foot like this anger the other party?

But after thinking about it, these officials strengthened their determination.

If you don't learn from Xinfeng and don't copy Xinfeng's model, how can you succeed?

If you can't succeed, how can you be promoted?

Besides......

For Li Shu, for the sake of the world, even if that Zhang Chiyou is annoyed, what can he do?

In particular, the officials born in the Ram School have already made up their minds and will act immediately.

……………………

Zhang Yue at this time, of course, didn't know about Xinfeng.

He is now sitting on the top of the high hall with a smile, looking at the dozens of couples below, saluting him collectively and thanking him for his kindness.

In the past two days, the joy of national integration, unity, and harmony has been ringing non-stop.

In a short period of time, Zhang Yue solved the first marriage in their lives for the single unmarried officers of the Changshui Colonel, the Captain of Huwu Hengdu, and the Juzhu Army.

Although, most of them are concubines.

But the leaders of the Wuheng clans were smiling.

It is their honor to marry their daughter to a nobleman and an officer of the Han family.

The ladies of Wuheng are even happier, because the people they marry are all heroes of the Han family.

Whether it is the figure, appearance, knowledge, conversation and personality, it is not comparable to the men they have come into contact with.

The officers were even happier, just hugged back a beautiful girl, and didn't spend a dime, but got a lot of dowry, who wasn't happy?

Of course, in this festive atmosphere, there are also slightly discordant sounds.

Mainly from married officers and soldiers.

When they saw their comrades and bosses, they hugged the beauties one after another?

Naturally, there is jealousy and envy in my heart.

But it doesn't matter......

Zhang Yue was already ready for them.

This is just the beginning!

Among the clans under Yanmen County, there are still countless young girls to be married.

In addition, there are many options in Shanggu County, Shanggu County, Dai County, and even Yuyang County.

It's really not good, in the six parts of Wuheng, I'm afraid that I won't be able to pick out a suitable beauty?

In short, this time, Zhang Yue is planning to strive to let every captain of Changshui, the captain of Wuheng and the soldiers of the Juzhu Army get back a delicate beauty as they wish.

As long as you like me, it doesn't matter if you marry more.

Anyway, if others are happy, you will be happy.

It is more beneficial to the country and the nation, and Zhang Yue is happy to see it.

He even planned to let Xu Xiangru and Sima Xuan also marry a few to go home.

That's his philosophy.

National integration, unity, if you don't intermarry, isn't that farting?

"Marriage is the beginning ......"

"The next step is to set up the stage for the economy and sing the drama of trade!" Zhang Yue took the tea offered by the newlyweds with a smile and took a sip slightly, which was extremely sweet and refreshing!