The news of Zhao's new policy soon swept to the courts of various countries with the spring breeze, and immediately aroused the vigilance of all countries.

Other countries are okay, anyway, there is already a Qin State, and it doesn't matter if there is one more Zhao State, and even under the fight between the two tigers, there may be their own glimmer of life.

Only the Qin State paid special attention to the changes of the Zhao State.

King Qin has obviously realized that the one who can compete with Qin State in the future may be Zhao State.

Fortunately, with a series of tepid policies promulgated by Zhao Kuo, which flowed into the Xianyang Palace, King Qin's fear of Zhao was somewhat reduced.

King Qin, who has been the king for decades, can see Zhao Kuo's true intention at a glance - to take power!

A new policy aimed at restricting power, naturally there is no need to care too much, even if he issued the so-called order to seek talent, in the eyes of King Qin, it is just to dilute the power in the hands of the nobles of Zhao with the people of the world.

In fact, as King Qin expected, it can be said that most of Zhao Kuo's first move goal is to collect the rights under his own banner, but what King Qin doesn't know is that collecting power is not Zhao Kuo's purpose.

At the same time as the resumption of power, other work such as tuntian, canal repair, army refining, and mutual market was also quietly and orderly advancing.

Of course, what outsiders can see is that there are constant disputes in Zhao because of rights.

In the case that almost all countries are not optimistic, Zhao's new policy is galloping wantonly on this vast land.

For a year, Zhao Guo is still constantly adjusting, and it seems that he has not yet found a policy that suits him, only Zhao Kuo and his courtiers know that they are constantly trying to make mistakes and correct deviations, and in Zhao Guo no longer have an immutable policy, only the idea of advancing with the times;

In two years, Zhao's officials once again underwent a large-scale transfer; The rotation system proposed by Lü Buwei was finally implemented with the support of Zhao Kuo, although it took more than half a year to just one rotation, but it sounded the alarm for all officials, and the rule of officials in China once again reached a historical height.

In three years, turmoil seemed to have become synonymous with Zhao, and the conscription was endless...... This year, Zhao Kuo implemented the method of work-for-relief, and built a large number of construction projects in various parts of the country, but built not his own palace but the people's canals and wells.

4 years, 5 years......

In the blink of an eye, five years have passed, and Handan City seems to be still the same Handan City, although the population has increased by forty percent, but the palace has become more and more dilapidated in the wind and rain.

It's another year of bleak autumn wind.

Under the tyranny of the autumn tigers, the people of Qianshou everywhere were busy in the fields, reaping the fruits of the year. Patches of golden wheat waves, the breeze blows, and the ears of wheat bent by the fruit sway gently, as if they are bidding farewell to the leaders who have been waiting for it for more than half a year.

The day before yesterday, you watered with sweat, and now I repay you with fruits! Yesterday you turned your face to the loess for me, and today I will pay you with a heavy ear of wheat!

For Qianshou, who has been working tirelessly in the fields all year round, there is no more beautiful scenery than this.

And these leaders of Zhao State are obviously wielding the sickles in their hands more vigorously and faster than those of other countries!

This is obviously not the reason why the people of Zhao State are more assidentious.

In fact, this momentum was already prevalent in the fields of Zhao State five years ago and three years ago.

The reason is simple, their king said, "Whoever has paid enough to the country will keep the rest of the tribe for himself!" ”

Looking at the wheat field with no end in sight, where would there be bitterness and hatred in the heart of Qianshou, and there was no need for any overseer with a leather whip. Everyone's eyes were filled with excitement, and they were full of energy!

Just because more than half of the harvest in front of him can go into his own pocket, and even his own newly opened acres, the state actually directly exempted the tax in the first year, except for the symbolic handover of some to the village clansmen, and the remaining almost ninety percent of the wheat grains can be received in their own houses.

Working for someone else's house is not the same as working for your own home!

There was no need to urge at all, and the poor and frightened Qianshou rushed to kill his own fields, for fear that an autumn rain would hit and reduce his grain production a little.

The rest is your own! Every time you open an extra acre of land, you will have one more grain in your own family, and one more grain will have one more full meal.

Corresponding to what the king said, the leaders of the Qianqian also have a sentence: "The hand is fast for three points, the field is one more acre, the field is one more acre, and the rice is more than one basket!" ”

Between the endless acres of fields, countless families and families of all ages set out together to stage a harvest show with tacit understanding.

The middle-aged couple, who were the main laborers, wielded the sickle in front of them, holding the knife in their right hand and the straw in their left hand, holding it in their left hand, stepping on it with one heel, and then their right hand followed with a knife, and the other knife was a stubble of wheat stalks, without the slightest pause, and threw the cut wheat stalks to the side, and the man had already strode forward again, repeating the action just now.

A few half-grown children followed behind their parents, the younger children picked up the straw cut by their father and mother, and skillfully tied it with one of the longer poles, while the older children also took the ears of wheat packed by their younger brothers and sisters, and arranged them neatly into the huge burden they carried.

And the stumbling children at the back were not idle, and followed their brothers and sisters in a hurry, carefully picking up the mischievous ghosts that had fallen off the ears of wheat, and carefully placing them in a basket almost as large as their own.

While the hot sunshine makes the wheat fields abundant, it also consumes the physical strength of the wheat harvesters all the time. Beads of sweat from the cheeks and backs of the people of Qianshou kept flowing down, and they couldn't wipe it, so they had to let them stick the close-fitting kudzu cloth to their bodies, and they were dried by the sun.

At noon, when the sun was at its hottest, a few old men appeared in the fields with their burdens, each bringing with them the meal prepared by the old lady of the family, and of course the fresh water that the laborers urgently needed.

"Open Rice Lak!" Desolate voices resounded one after another in the fields.

The couple, who heard the familiar voice of the call, raised their heads, straightened their sore waist and shoulders, waved the sickle in their hands at the old man under the tree, and then called to the children behind them: "Grandpa, come here!" Let's go eat! ”

The children, who had been waiting for a long time, heard the instructions of their parents, and happily carried their burdens and baskets to the familiar figure in the shade of the tree.

Some people died, but not completely......