"Hahaha...... Uncle Lushun, the emperor is rich in the world, you don't have to feel sorry for these chickens. The emperor said, the people are rich and the country is strong, the country is strong and the people are rich, these are all interacting! If you want the country to be strong, you must first make the people rich! ”

"The emperor is really the most holy son of heaven in ancient and modern times! I have been in China for 4,000 years, and I have always collected taxes and raised officials by the people, and now, the emperor distributes land, seeds, and farm tools, and next year, he will even distribute poultry! It's groundbreaking! ”

Zheng Zhibao has been poor since he was a child, born as a pirate, and has a deep experience of the suffering of ordinary people.

"yes!"

Fan Jingwen also sighed.

Since ancient times, the most idealized life of the Chinese people is nothing more than sunrise and sunset.

Men plough the land with hoes, and women sit at home spinning cloth and cooking, working for a year. If the weather is good throughout the year, you can live a good life.

However, there are unforeseen circumstances in the sky, all kinds of disasters occur frequently, and after a lifetime, how can there really be a few years of smooth wind and rain, coupled with heavy forced labor, in the face of harsh government and strict taxes, and arbitrary expropriation, there will soon be no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers will still starve to death.

Once there is another war, in addition to increasing taxes, the people also have to go to the border and the battlefield to send their heads.

The royal family and nobles of the past dynasties, civil and military officials, which does not give priority to the stability of the dynasty and the reproduction of the family, as for the people, then it is a bitter one, anyway, there are many of them!

"Uncle Lushun, do you know what the emperor told me?" Fan Jingwen seems to be doing a homely job.

"The lower officials naturally don't know."

"The emperor said that since Taizu became emperor, it has been 276 years, although the population has increased from 60 million to 10,000, if you count women and children, count the surrounding vassals and border people, such as North Korea, Burma, such as Liaodong Jurchen, Wusizang ......"

"Jurchen?" Zheng Zhibao interjected and asked.

"Nature." Fan Jingwen said with a straight face, "The whole world is not the king's land. The shore of the land is not the king's minister. Although the Jurchens are rebellious, they are naturally counted as my Ming people.

Where did I just go, oh, by the way, counting all the vassals and border people, I can have a maximum of 20,000 people in the Ming Dynasty! ”

Hearing this number, Zheng Zhibao was a little surprised, there were so many people in Daming.

"There are a lot of people, but the people are still tired all their lives for a bite to eat!"

"Aren't people supposed to work all their lives to stutter and eat?" Zheng Zhibao asked.

"At that time, this official also asked the same question!" Fan Jingwen's expression changed on his face, and he continued:

"The emperor said that the people can't just eat, that's the most basic, just like panting and breathing, it should be easy!

The emperor said that within a few years, he will promote high-yield grain throughout the country, so that one acre of land can produce 1,000 catties of grain, so that every household can raise dozens of chickens, and every village will have pig farms and sheep farms! ”

Zheng Zhibao's eyes darkened, and he said in his heart: "Foolish people talk about dreams!" ”

Fan Jingwen seemed to see through Zheng Zhibao's heart, and said with a smile, "At that time, like you, I didn't believe it. However, when I passed by the Jingdong Plain and saw patches of cornfields, I knew that what the emperor said was true! The emperor can really do it! ”

"Corn?"

"Yes. You often go to the South Seas, you should have seen it. The emperor purchased several large ships of corn seeds from Nanyang, which have been planted this spring, and in half a month, they will be harvested.

I once went to the farmland to carefully check the numbers, and it is really possible to produce more than 200 catties of grain according to one acre of land! ”

"What? 200 pounds? Isn't that three times more than wheat! Zheng Zhibao exclaimed.

In the Qing Dynasty, the weather was slightly warmer than that of the Ming Dynasty, and the yield of wheat per mu was often 70 catties to 100 catties. Even in 1948, the yield of wheat per mu in Bohai District was only 100 catties, which was not increased compared with the Ming and Qing dynasties.

It was Fan Jingwen who reported the yield per mu of corn, which really shocked Zheng Zhibao.

"More than that! The emperor also said that when Liaodong is pacified, he will start to build a workshop called a fertilizer factory, which can produce fertilizer and double the yield per mu! Fan Jingwen said longingly.

"What is a fertilizer plant?"

"This official doesn't understand either, but since the emperor said it, it's naturally right!" Recalling the new agricultural tools and vehicles invented by the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and the new weapons invented by the Chongzhen Emperor, Fan Jingwen was full of confidence in the royal family.

"The emperor can really be described as an emperor through the ages, no wonder the people say that the emperor is a god descended from heaven. If it weren't for the corrupt officials and corrupt officials blocking it, how could I have come here! Zheng Zhibao felt a little pounding his chest.

Seeing that this pirate-born general soldier cared so much about the fortunes and livelihood of the Ming Dynasty, Fan Jingwen was very surprised, in his impression, he and Liukou were all the way.

Now it seems that the patriotism and love of the people of these Qiu Ba and the surrendered bandits are no worse than the civil officials of the imperial court, no, they are far superior to the scum among those civil officials!

"What else did the emperor say?" Zheng Zhibao couldn't listen to it.

"The emperor also said, but make the officials fulfill their duties, twenty years later, the world is peaceful, and the people will definitely listen to the opera in their leisure time, have wine when they are busy, and have vegetables and meat for their meals."

Zheng Zhibao listened to a look of yearning on his face, and said in his heart, "When will I be like the emperor and Lord Fan, bragging, never making drafts, and never changing my face!" ”

Fan Jingwen saw his expression, which was no different from his own, thinking that Zheng Zhibao also believed it, and said loudly:

"Okay, the official said it's far away. For today's plan, Lushun Bo will first manage the chicken farm, and wait for next spring, there will be 5,000 chickens! Divide it equally to the people, breed it carefully, and next summer, there will be 50,000 chickens in Lushun City! ”

Zheng Zhibao shrunk his neck and said in his heart: "Bragging requires talent, I don't know if I can learn it!" ”

……

"I can't learn!" Liu Hongsheng looked at the two hundred captives who were kneeling in front of him and surrendered, and shouted loudly.

Zhang Huangyan said with a smile, pointed to the captives and said: "Who asked you to learn from them to surrender, I let you learn from their military rations!" ”

Liu Hongsheng touched the back of his head and smiled innocently: "Haha, I said it." What happened to their rations? ”

"I'll talk about that later." Zhang Huangyan stopped joking and said to Li Jun: "Are you their main general?" Why surrender? ”

Li Jun slandered in his heart, why did he surrender? I'm afraid of death!

But he knew the temperament of the Han people, and said loudly: "I know that the Ming Emperor is benevolent, the military generals are brave, and he has always had the heart to take refuge." It's just that there has never been a chance. Now, I have finally got the opportunity to become a subject of the Ming Dynasty, and naturally I will not give up. ”

"Oh?" Zhang Huangyan sneered, "I don't want to be a bad seed, but I see that half of your team is a bad seed, and these people can't stay!" ”

This team of people and horses belong to the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty with blue flags, all of them understand Chinese, and when they heard this, they all looked around, "Who is the bad seed, how can this Han people tell the difference?" ”

"I don't understand what the general means! Please make it clear to the general! Li Jun said loudly.

PS:Recommend a fantasy brain cave text,The writing is strange,Humorous and relaxed,The protagonist crossed over to become a death row prisoner who was on the verge of execution.,Just when I'm at a loss,The system is activated.,I thought I got a golden finger.,Who would have thought that the ability of this system pit host is first-class.,Let him try all kinds of death tasks.,But the reward given is also impossible to refuse.。 In this way, with the blessing of this system, the protagonist counterattacks all the way to become a great power. Title of the book "This Demon King's System is a Little Pitted"

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Recommend a fantasy brain cave text, the writing is strange, humorous and relaxed, the protagonist has crossed into a death row prisoner who is on the way to the execution ground, just when he is at a loss, the system is activated, I thought I got the golden finger, who would have thought that the ability of the host of this system pit is first-class, let him try all kinds of death tasks, but the reward given is also impossible to refuse. In this way, with the blessing of this system, the protagonist counterattacks all the way to become a great power. Title of the book "This Demon King's System is a Little Pitted"

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