Never give.

This is the highest pursuit of the most sage kings throughout the ages, and it has never changed.

However, because of the changes in the world, natural disasters and man-made disasters, the helplessness or deliberate actions of the temple again and again, transferred the risk of the dynasty to the people who were the lowest level of the society through the means of endowment.

The people, who are already living in difficulty, are already vulnerable in the face of natural and man-made disasters, and the already heavy tax system has to increase the possible taxes, and day after day, the increase in taxes has become the last straw that crushes the people.

This is the reason why when Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of the forest garden in the Ming Dynasty, shouted the slogan of never giving more, the people in the entire sweet potato field cried in unison.

This is the highest aspiration of the king, the highest pursuit of the officials, and the most simple dream of the people.

When the people's dreams come true.

As long as the officials do not oppress too much, and the king is not too mediocre, there will be a small amount of turmoil in the world, and it will not be enough to turn into a great change in the world.

The demands of the people are really very few.

Eat your stomach, there are no heavy taxes, no taxes of all kinds.

"Can you really produce twenty stones per mu?"

Xia Yuanji's heart was shocked, and finally his tongue was dry, and he asked with difficulty.

Then, with a limp, he reached out to prop himself on the barrel and slowly squatted on the ground.

It's just that the sweet potato branches and leaves that he held in his hands were treated the highest, and they were held lightly, and after Xia Yuanji squatted steadily, they were slowly sent to the bamboo basket on the side.

Zhu Yunxi looked around and saw men with tears staining their chests everywhere.

At this moment, he realized that under his pursuit of wanting to increase the yield per mu of the people of Daming and fill the stomachs of the people, he conservatively said what he thought of the output of twenty stones per mu.

So, Zhu Yunxi nodded heavily, and affirmed in an accentuated tone: "As long as you work together and continue to cultivate, I believe that the yield per mu of sweet potatoes will be higher and higher!"

This is to make a promise as the grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Highness, let's not do it without endowment, this ...... This red ...... Sweet potatoes, can you really produce 20 stones per mu?"

"Your Highness, is this true?"

"Yes, Your Highness, are you telling the truth?"

「……」

I don't know when, Zhu Yunxi's back was surrounded by the old peasants who were hired to work in Shanglin Yuanjian who were full of expectations, but were too timid to step forward.

"Yes! The grass people do not seek to never be endowed, as long as they can produce 20 stones per mu, we will pay 10 stones...... No! It's okay to pay fifteen stones!"

"Yes! Fifteen stone will be paid!"

"Yes, that's right."

"If we can grow sweet potatoes, we can give all the rice at home to the government. We only need to leave five stones of sweet potatoes on one acre of land."

When Zhu Yunxi turned around, these old farmers directly handed over their bottom line.

For a while, Zhu Yunxi couldn't cry or laugh.

They are so cute and so silly.

As always.

Then, Zhu Yunxi's face sank: "Who made you talk so nonsense!"

The imperial grandson suddenly became angry, which made the people present dare not make a sound.

….

Everyone bowed their heads in fear, fearing that their bold and excessive demands would anger His Royal Highness.

Xia Yuanji hesitated to take a step forward, and then stopped.

The crown prince should not be like this.

Sure enough, as he expected.

I saw Zhu Yunxi chuckling: "If anyone only lets you keep five stones of sweet potatoes, and you have to take away all the rice in your house, you talk to Gu, Gu will take someone to cut him!"

The imperial grandson doesn't blame them?

The people who had originally lowered their heads were suddenly at a loss in their hearts.

Grace comes from above, and reward and punishment come from above.

They have always only known to passively obey the requirements of the above, and today's request of the five stones is also a lost word in the midst of excitement.

It's just that the imperial grandson doesn't seem to mean to blame them.

At this time, Zhu Yunxi continued to whisper: "The imperial court has now completed it in Zhejiang Province one after another, and implemented the apportionment into mu in six provinces such as Zhili, which is to let you have a tax that will never change every mu of land in the future.

Whether the sweet potato is 20 stones, or it can produce 30 or 40 stones per mu in the future, the imperial court will always only collect the same tax. The more you plant, the fuller your granary will be!"

As long as the commercial tax is promoted to a positive cycle, and the gold and silver are continuously absorbed from overseas, the Ming Dynasty can absorb materials from the people through economic means.

And only when the people are rich enough, can the Ming Dynasty calmly do more things.

Even, it is possible to establish a million-strong army that has been conscripted and hired to ensure the longevity of the Ming army, not because of the decline of the military household system.

"It's true......

"What Taisun said is true......

"Taisun didn't lie to us......"

Instead, there was another cry on the sweet potato field, and the sound was endless.

Zhu Yunxi frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Work quickly, if you delay the cuttings, none of you will think that you can grow sweet potatoes by yourself!"

As soon as these words came out, the people present were silenced.

Yuan Sutai also calmed down his emotions at this time, got up from the ground and walked to Zhu Yunxi's side, and waved his hand to the old farmers in front of him: "Let's go and get busy, get up the ridges early, and cut the sweet potato branches and leaves."

Afterwards, Yuan Sutai bowed down to face Zhu Yunxi: "The people are stupid, if there is a collision with His Highness, I hope His Highness will forgive me."

Zhu Yunxi waved his hand: "The people are moved, and they have never been heartbroken."

Yuan Sutai breathed a sigh of relief, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "Please stay in this sweet potato field from today onwards, and count the harvest on the day of the sweet potato harvest."

Zhu Yunxi looked back at the Shanglin Yuan supervisor.

If it is someone else, there may be a meaning of wanting to share a little credit, but for Yuan Sutai, he probably really wants to take care of this sweet potato field himself, and he also really hopes to be the first person to count the yield of sweet potatoes per mu.

"Nothing."

Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, and then pointed to the sweet potato field in front of him: "There have been a few ridges, if the supervisor is interested, he will cut sweet potato seedlings with Gu."

Yuan Sutai's face was full of joy and nodded happily.

"As it should be."

"As it should be."

………………

….

Fengtian Temple.

The emperor was reclining on the soft couch, with his bipod on the side, looking relaxed, enjoying the pinching of the two palace ladies, and from time to time he looked sideways at the prince who was sitting in front of the short-legged book in the hall and reading the chapters, enjoying this rare day of leisure.

Since the new expedition of Jiaozhi Road, there is a king of Sai on the nine sides of the north, and the Ming Dynasty balances the overseas Japanese countries to mine gold and silver.

Although the implementation of the matter of apportioning the land into the acre, there have been some waves inside and outside the government and the opposition.

But on the whole, today's Ming Dynasty has unconsciously entered a state of peace and stability.

The prince, who likes to bask in the sun and read, also had to be pulled out by the old man and took on the government affairs of the country again.

Xie Jin, who was sitting next to the prince, slowly put down a piece of music in his hand, and looked at the prince gently.

"Your Highness, the spring flood of the big river in Shanxi Province melted ice, and some prefectures and counties were affected, and the local government asked the imperial court to allocate money and grain for relief."

Zhu Biao took his eyes off the latest piece sent by Jiaozhi Dao, looked at Xie Jin, who was accompanying him, smiled slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand.

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After the tea moistened his throat, Zhu Biao said: "Adjust the grain storage in Taicang, Henan Province to help Shanxi, and transfer the Huai'an Prefecture Jiaozhi to transfer the grain storage Taicang into Henan to enrich the warehouse. I decreed that the summer grain would be transferred to Taicang, Huai'an Prefecture, this year."

Take it easy.

From beginning to end, in the face of the disaster in Shanxi Province, which is far away from the land of production and taxation in the south of the Yangtze River, the crown prince Zhu Biao showed the most calm and unhurried.

This is a change that the prince who was worried about the people and concerned about the society of the world in the past will not have.

At that time, although the natural disasters in the south of the Yangtze River were urgent, the imperial court could still calmly dispatch them, and once there was a disaster in the north, the imperial court would be in chaos.

The distance between the north and the south will only put pressure on the imperial court to transport grain and grass for relief.

But now, since the new sign of the Cochin Road.

With Qinghua Mansion and Changhua County as the node hubs, Hangzhou Prefecture, Yingtian Mansion and Huai'an Mansion as the node hubs, Daming has initially established a complete set of storage and transshipment systems in two years.

It is used for the grain of Huguang and Jiangxi.

With the grain of Jianghuai, it should be used by the sky.

With the grain of Jiaozhi, Huai'an Mansion built a new Taicang, and responded to the needs of the north.

In the next step, the northern cangyu node with Beiping Mansion as the core is also in the planning and construction of Yingtian Chaotang.

A sea ship of 5,000 materials is fully loaded, which is enough to supply a whole thousand households with a year's worth of grain and grass.

Xie Jin complied with the order to write about the disaster response in Shanxi Province, and then said: "Your Highness, can you order Shanxi Province and Henan Province to dredge the Yellow River to slow down the encroachment of the river on both sides of the river?"

Zhu Biao frowned slightly.

But not before he could speak.

Xie Jin then said: "A few days ago, the Wenhua Palace, Langzhong of the Military Department, and Tie Xuan, the deputy envoy of the Zhenwei army, came to play, saying that more than 10,000 Japanese people could be transported from the Japanese country into the big river this year and sent to Shanxi Province."

After finishing speaking, Xie Jin lowered his head slightly.

Such an approach is really a bit ashamed of the teachings of the sages, and it is also contrary to the indoctrination of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faith in the Central Plains.

….

But......

It is the best choice for the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Biao, who was originally calm, showed a trace of waves in his eyes, but he was quickly pressed down, and then waved his arms: "Quasi."

Xie Jin's face was slightly happy, and he was just about to receive the order to replace the two people's thanks.

Zhu Biao also said: "Spread the decree, all those who died in order to control the Yellow River will be remembered and tested on the merits of the steles."

Xie Jin smiled silently, as long as the stele is not the people of the Ming Dynasty.

Then he thought about it again.

Then he spoke softly: "Yesterday, the political envoy of Shanxi Province played a performance, saying that the mines of Shanxi Province would have two meals a day and a piece of evening porridge, and the miners of all the mines bowed to the ground to thank the Holy Grace, saying that His Majesty and the prince were benevolent."

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was lying on the soft couch, couldn't help but look sideways.

Zhu Biao shook his head: "The mine workers still need to be adjusted in March. The Great Wall and the fort in the north need to be repaired all year round, and when they expire every year, the mines of Shanxi Province are ordered not to delay the dispatch of expired Japanese workers to the Great Wall."

Xie Jin nodded, indicating that he would write it down.

This policy, in a nutshell, means that all the Japanese miners who were transported from the Wa State to Daming and sent to the coal mines in Shanxi Province and other places had to change the mining area within three months.

Every year, miners who are still alive are sent to the Great Wall in the north to be responsible for repairing the Great Wall.

As for the Japanese miners after repairing the Great Wall......

The Ming Dynasty is always attacking the grassland every year.

This is an extremely hidden and unspeakable national policy, and there will never be anyone in the Heavenly Dynasty who is not open-eyed, talking about this matter.

Stimulated by millions of taels of gold and silver every year, and stimulated by the continuous arrival of new gold and silver deposits from the army of Zhenwei that has expanded to 20,000 soldiers and horses, the monarchs and ministers of the Ying Heavenly Dynasty have always tacitly believed that a Wa country that belongs to the Ming Dynasty alone is the most beautiful country in the world.

As for when the Wa Kingdom will react, when it will not be able to bear the balance of the Ming Dynasty.

Tens of thousands of officers and soldiers of Yangzhou Mansion and Huai'an Mansion are training every day

to fill in the sequence of the army of the town at any time.

Later generations will not record in the history books how many Japanese people will be transported to Shanxi Province every year during the Hongwu period, nor will they record how many Japanese people never returned to the Japanese country, let alone how many Japanese people will die in Daming every year.

In the history books, it will only be recorded that Yingtian Chaotang has helped the disaster situation in the north again and again, continuously repaired and strengthened the defense line of the nine sides again and again, and has been repaired by Okura of the household department year after year.

In the history books, only the benevolence of the Ming Emperor and the talents of the courtiers will be praised.

And all of this will revolve around another person.

Zhu Yunxi, the first grandson of the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

"What is the grandson doing today?"

Zhu Biao asked softly about his son's movements.

Xie Jin paused slightly, and then spoke: "The previous minister went to the political envoy, and I heard that the grandson left the palace today and went to the Longwan Wharf outside Xicheng to board the ship of the Franco businessman, and then went to the Shanglin Yuan Prison."

"Xie Dashen, do you think that kid said that grain with a yield of ten stones per mu can really be found in this world?"

The most majestic voice came out behind Xie Jin and Zhu Biao.

The two of them turned back in unison.

I saw Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still lying on the soft couch enjoying the picking, but at some point, he was already with his hands behind his back, like an old farmer in the village eavesdropping on the courtyard wall, asking curiously with a smile on his face.

….

Xie Jin is very honest.

He honestly shook his head and replied, "Your Majesty, the minister doesn't know."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and reached out to pat Xie Jin's shoulder: "Then do you think that Yun Xi found what he wanted on Yi Shang's ship today?"

Xie Jin pondered for a moment: "His Royal Highness got off the ship of Yishang and went to Shanglin Yuanjian, and the minister thought that His Highness probably found some things."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly, and then looked at Zhu Biao and Xie Jin with emotion.

"If I really have a yield of ten stones per mu, it will be enough to cover the three emperors and surpass the five emperors!"

"I, the Great Ming, will also be worshiped by eternity!"

The emperor's eyes flickered, and his expression was excited.

It's just that after being moved, it quickly calmed down.

Is there really a crop in the world that yields ten stones per acre?

Zhu Biao smiled kindly on the side: "Father, can you leave the palace and go to the Lin Yuan Prison to have a look?"

The prince had just finished saying this.

Outside the Fengtian Palace, there was already a dense and restless sound of footsteps.

Sun Gou'er, the chief administrator of the internal officials, changed his face and hurriedly rushed out of the side hall.

After a while, I saw Sun Gou'er walk in again with a strange face.

Without waiting for him to open his mouth to report the movement outside.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Biao and others saw that the officials of the six departments and five temples all seemed to have forgotten the rules, and rushed directly into the side hall of Fengtian Temple.

Before the emperor could speak.

Headed by Zhan Hui, the secretary of the ministry, all the officials who entered the palace bowed in unison: "The ministers see Your Majesty, see the prince."

After several people waved in unison, Zhan Hui waved his robe lightly, and said in a loud voice with a red face: "Your Majesty, the grandson found chili peppers and sweet potatoes at the docking place of the Yishang ship at Longwan Wharf today, and they have been planted in Shanglin Yuan at this time, and the sweet potatoes can yield twenty stones per mu. No one in Shanglin Yuan did not cry and prayed to God. When the ministers heard this, they couldn't help but be overjoyed, and they couldn't help but enter the palace and ask your majesty to go up to the forest garden to watch the auspicious things that the heavens have given to protect the country!"

Twenty stones.

This number, which could sweep the entire Central Plains, echoed in the Fengtian Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had been decisive in killing all his life, couldn't help but tremble at the corners of his eyebrows, and then grabbed the wrist of the prince next to him: "Twenty stones!"

Zhu Biao smiled bitterly and nodded: "You heard it right, Zhan Shangshu did say twenty stones."

Then, the prince's brows furrowed slightly, and he quickly calmed down.

He clearly felt the old man's arm shake on the ground.

This is a reaction that the old man has never had since he entered Yingtian City and ascended the throne as emperor.

Even if it is in Zhulian, Li Shanchang and other Huaiyou founding heroes

time, even if it's ...... When the queen mother and Xiong Yingxue died.

Merit overshadows the three emperors and five emperors!

Zhu Biao and the old man glanced at each other tacitly, and the meaning of the two was self-evident.

"Go to the Upper Forest Garden!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed in a deep voice.

At this moment, in the prison of Shanglin Yuan.

The sweet potato fields between Lake Mae and Lake Biwa are now moving along the straight ridges of the ground with their buttocks on top and two petals facing the sky.

The leaves are pressed against the ridges, and a pit is pressed around them, and the diluted manure is soaked and moistened into the soil.

It only takes one night for the sweet potato branches, which are still soft and collapsed, to gradually become full of vitality, and then take root and sprout, the roots are rooted in the soil and stretch out, and the branches and leaves continue to expand, covering the entire ridge.

A sweet potato vine in one oak barrel is not enough to cover an entire sweet potato field.

When the oak barrel was pried open, Zhu Yunxi dug out five sweet potatoes from the soil, not the original seed that sprouted and grew sweet potato vines, but the sweet potatoes that developed from the root system after growing sweet potato vines.

There is a sequential relationship here.

But it also shows that these five sweet potatoes are edible.

It's just that this also makes Zhu Yunxi not sure whether such sweet potato vines can continue to take root and sprout.

If you can't......

Maybe he also has to tell Fan Worm, who is about to return to Spain, to take Daming's treasure ship to the island where he found sweet potatoes.

When Zhu Yuanzhang took a group of officials from Wu Yangyang, under the guidance of the officials of Shanglin Yuanjian, he came to the sweet potato field.

I saw my eldest grandson, leading a group of officials and farmers to cut sweet potato vines in one farm fertilizer pit after another.

Just by taking a look, Zhu Yuanzhang could see that the ridge of the ground that had been cut with sweet potato vines was about three points of land.

"The minister went and called His Highness."

Xie Jin stepped forward, glanced at Zhu Yunxi and the others, who were busy with work and did not notice the arrival of the emperor, and said to the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand: "It's all silent, let's go over and see how this kid's farm work is."

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