Beichen County.

The drizzle is misty and sad.

The weather is cool, the wind is cold, and the rain is cold.

On the quiet official road, the carriages and horses moved slowly.

"Beichen County is an upper county, with 15,000 households and a population of 60,000, of course, this is the statistics of three years ago."

"There is a law in Daliao, an audit every five years, and a Shangluo in 30 years, and the county and state governments of the world must send people to the bus department, and remote counties often have to send people months in advance to avoid losing the deadline."

"If you extrapolate according to the growth rate of population reproduction, it will be close to 70,000 people in three years, counting the black households that have been hidden by various large households, how can there be another 30%, and it may not be impossible to count it as 100,000."

Ding Dang sat in the carriage, lit a small stove, heated tea, and ate snacks.

Opposite, Ding Yuchen was flipping through a book.

This is a gift for buying officials, and the geographical documents about Beichen County, including the "Beichen County Chronicle".

The national policy set by the founding of the Great Liao ordered the county officials to write county chronicles on a regular basis, recording some strange things and even local events.

It has become a tradition to this day.

By consulting the county annals, you can learn about the local human geography and even the past events.

It can't be said that it is useless to the locals, but it is better than nothing, but there is an additional channel for loose officials from other places like Ding Dang to quickly understand the area under their rule.

It is necessary to mention here that it is a small official beaten with iron and a loose official with flowing water.

Similar to those small officials who have no rank, most of them are from local backgrounds, and their sons inherit their father's business, and they have inherited a position for several generations.

This is to facilitate the actions of these petty officials, and it is convenient for the locals to deal with the locals after all.

The county order is different from this kind of loose officials, first of all, there is a term limit, most of them are three-year, and they can be re-elected once at most, that is, they will stay for a maximum of six years.

This is to prevent the magistrates from becoming bigger and unfavorable to the central government.

There has always been no shortage of county orders that have been set aside by subordinates.

For example, there are many officials who only know how to dance and write and ink, and who don't know anything about current politics.

"I'm here to rebel this time, so none of the people in the six rooms of the county government want to stay, and it's only a matter of time before they are replaced."

"The thing that just annoys me is that there's no one available."

"I don't have a staff member, nor do I have a talent supported by my family, so I can't find a capable official who can run the county government and handle government affairs for a while."

Ding Dang looked at his sister and put down the cup in his hand.

"Sister, why don't you help me for a while, with my sister's ability, it is more than enough to be a household."

The county order, honored as the county lord and Baili Hou, holds the administrative, judicial, judicial, judicial, tax, military service and other powers in the area under its jurisdiction.

Under the county order, there are county officials, master books, county lieutenants, and canonical histories.

Again, it is Liucao, that is, the little official, the knife and pen officer, the little official who used a knife to engrave words on the bamboo slips in the past.

Hu Cao, Officials Cao, Rite Cao, Bing Cao, Punishment Cao, Gong Cao, a total of six Cao.

Although the county government is small, there is no shortage of functions, so there is also a saying of "the county government is a small court".

Ding Yuchen's ability, not to mention acting as a household Cao, is more than enough to directly enter the cabinet.

Unbelief?

This is not yet blown.

Ding Yuchen is literate and has read no less than five million words of books, which is better than nine out of nine people in the world.

In this year, it is rare to know a thousand commonly used words, at least the family is also wealthy.

Most people only know how to write their names for the rest of their lives.

Secondly, even the children of the family have limited access to books.

Books are heirlooms at this time.

Often, in many families, there are only a dozen truly valuable heirlooms.

The family uses books to pass down the family, keeping them secret, and easily not allowing outsiders to borrow them.

As a result, most of the books circulating on the market are miscellaneous books such as poems and songs.

Many officials, the books they can access in their lifetime are only tens of thousands of words, or even hundreds of thousands of words, even a lot.

At this time, the author of the book was not large, the words were concise, and a book was only a few thousand words.

In terms of reading volume alone, Ding Yuchen is much more diligent than Ding Dang.

She worked under the goddess of Xianxi, and borrowed books in her spare time, and five or six million words were few.

Shinto does not focus on time, often a water god has a long lifespan, can collect a lot of ancient books and rare books, and after a long time, there are more nature books.

Among them, there are many works written by famous ministers and good ministers, and even a handwritten book written by the ancestor of a country, which tells the exposition of the way of government.

These bits and pieces are all regarded by her as reading materials to relieve boredom when she is bored, and I don't know how much she has read.

It was in view of this that Ding Dang made fun of her.

"Hmph, dare to make fun of my sister, isn't it begging!"

Ding Yuchen didn't raise his head, just snorted softly.

The tea on the small table shook violently, turned into a Dao Dao water sword, and stabbed it.

Then, half a foot in front of Ding Dang, he stopped suddenly, turned back into tea, returned as it was, and fell back into the cup.

If anyone in the martial arts sees it, they will be surprised, this is already the realm of the great master of martial arts in the mortal world.

Since ancient times, immortals and martial arts have not been separated, or in other words, the immortal path is deduced from martial arts.

In this life, there are many people who enter the Tao with martial arts, but they often live in seclusion in the countryside and are rarely known.

Martial arts and the Divine Passage Method are originally two sides of the same coin.

As for whether there is martial arts or magic first, this is equivalent to asking who was born first, and no one can tell.

Unconsciously, the convoy has entered the territory of Beichen County.

Autumn has passed, winter is approaching, and the fields are full of wilderness after harvesting.

From time to time, people are holding farm tools, turning the soil, and burying the roots of rice in the soil can increase soil fertility.

"Hey, here in Beichen County, it seems that the farming method is not classified."

Ding Dang pointed out to his sister.

"This is recorded in the new agricultural book handed down by Liu Song, a county magistrate 60 years ago, when he advised him to plough, burying the roots of rice in the soil can increase the yield by one bucket in the spring."

Ding Yuchen found a record from the county chronicles.

"Why hasn't such a good farming technique been popularized?"

Ding Dang asked in surprise.

"Heh, how can it be so easy to promote new technologies, even Liu Song has only promoted a dozen households when he is in office·········· It doesn't mean that good things will be recognized. ”

Ding Yuchen said faintly.

"Alas, how stupid the people are, it's really not easy to do something practical, this Liu Song County Commander has a heart."

Ding Dang sighed.

"This Liu Song served as a county magistrate for two terms, and then he went back to his hometown. During his tenure, he was evaluated every year, and the promotion of farming techniques did not work, so he quit in a fit of anger. ”

"Sixty years later, the seeds he planted back then finally blossomed, and the yield per mu in Beichen County over the years is generally one point higher than that of other places."

"It's a pity that he can't see ············"