Da Chu sent troops, and Ji Yunting really once again supervised the grain and grass with the army, and also had the heavy responsibility of supervising the army.

Qin Shu'an and Zhao Ruwen also went out with the army again this time, as Yun Zhao expected, Helan Yue also got a chance this time, the king of Zhenbei was sick, and the commander of the three armies was a veteran that Yun Zhao had never heard of.

The veteran generals went out to fight, and the generals under him were all of the younger generation, and Song Yunzhao saw what the emperor meant, which was to cultivate his own military strength.

For example, Helan Yue was born in a family of military generals, Qin Shu'an and Zhao Ruwen have also been officials in the army, but Ji Yunting is a pure civilian official, but as long as he goes to the army, he has to be piggybacked.

Now the eyes of the people in the court are becoming more and more wrong when they look at the left minister.

Left phase: ......

Chu Donghui missed the opportunity this time, he was a little injured before, and he couldn't catch up with this dispatch.

The soldiers won the first battle of the expedition, and the atmosphere in the court was much more relaxed.

Song Yunzhao was idle in the harem to write a notebook, and when he was busy, he took care of the affairs of the treasure makeup building, and spent more time with his son, and the two of them went to the imperial garden as long as the weather was good all winter.

It's the end of the year in the blink of an eye, and the army is still fighting outside, and it has its own wins and losses with the Northern Underworld, and the overall victory rate of Dachu is higher.

As the war lasted for a long time, Song Nanzhen's pressure increased day by day, and the grain and grass raised by several major grain merchants were already in jeopardy, so he had to think of another way to raise grain and grass.

Ling Yunhe and Xie Jinshu both helped introduce several merchants and solved their urgent needs.

The annual account of the household department, the tax and silver paid by the treasure makeup building did attract a lot of attention, and Song Yunzhao raised his eyebrows.

At the beginning, the emperor supported her to open a shop, how many people scolded her behind her back for being a demon concubine, and she was lucky to catch up with the army this year, and the treasury expenditure could not make ends meet.

This year is quite clean, because the Queen Mother is sick, so no one is at the New Year's banquet to find fault, Song Yunzhao's life should not be too comfortable.

The limelight of this year's New Year's banquet once again fell on Song Yunzhao, and Bao Makeup House was in the limelight this time, although he only paid more than 200,000 taxes and silver, but how long has this shop been open? And in order to support the soldiers who were fighting abroad, Song Yunzhao and Concubine Shu Wanfei discussed and donated all the money earned in the shop, which was a lot more than tax silver.

Moreover, the news of the three concubines in the palace donating silver for the country spread out, and many merchants in the capital took the initiative to donate silver to the imperial court, and millions of taels of silver were recorded in the accounts of the household department before and after.

This is really unexpected, and now no one in the court mentions the emperor's stupid behavior at the beginning, but praises the righteous actions of the three concubines everywhere.

Feng Yi of Shangyuan Festival wanted to quietly take Yunzhao's mother and son out of the palace to enjoy the lanterns, but the border emergency report failed to make the trip.

Out of the Shangyuan Festival, Song Yunzhao's days are getting busier and busier, Feng Zhen is now a big ghost, and An Shun doesn't dare to blink his eyes, for fear that the little master will slip away in the blink of an eye.

After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warmed up, and the army triumphed, and there was a joy in the palace and outside the palace.

Song Yunzhao and Feng Yi were drinking tea in the hall, Feng Yun had long since disappeared, Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi even though the news of the triumph of the army was already frowning, she couldn't help but ask.

Feng Yi looked at Yun Zhao and sighed: "I don't know the price of firewood and rice, I used to think that although the treasury was not abundant, it could still support it, but after this battle, I knew what it meant to be unable to make ends meet." ”

Song Yunzhao heard that there was no good way, at this time the grain was far less productive than the later generations, and the total population of the country was far inferior to the later generations, with limited people's resources could not reclaim more fertile land, without high-yield grain varieties, the yield per mu could not rise, and the total amount of grain naturally could not increase.

Song Yunzhao was not a scientific research talent in her previous life, she really didn't have any good way.

After thinking about it seriously, she looked at Feng Yi and said, "I heard you say before that the people and soldiers at the border pass have also been cultivating wasteland and improving farm tools. In addition to cereal wheat, corn and buckwheat are also sown, and I wonder if this method can be implemented nationwide. ”

Song Yunzhao felt that it was a bit difficult, because in ancient times, private ownership of land, such as feudal lords and kings, had fiefs, of course, this fief could not be a feudal domain, but could only collect taxes and grain.

It's like her father, Marquis Wenxin, also has his own fiefdom, but it is different according to the official position.

As long as the title is there, the fief will be inherited from generation to generation, the marquis's fief is only the tip of the iceberg, and there are many royal descendants of the fief that are the big head. Feng Yi's branch is only one emperor left because of the heavy casualties, but the royal family is not only a branch, there are many royal families, so there are many lands.

Most of these fiefs were fertile land, but the imperial court did not receive any taxes and grain.

Feng Yi obviously has such thoughts, but it is a matter of interest to the nobles to move the whole body, so naturally he can't act rashly.

Song Yunzhao looked at Feng Yi's frowning brows and knew that this matter was not easy, yes, if it was easy, there would not be so many disputes in history.

Moreover, with Feng Yi's current situation, it is not easy to move these people.

Song Yunzhao thought of this and said: "From small to large, it is better to encourage merchants to raise livestock, harvest fishing and hunting, and encourage them to cultivate grain seeds. As long as it is profitable, merchants will inevitably move on to it. ”

Feng Yi couldn't help but smile when he heard Yun Zhao say this, "It's the merchants who are profit-seeking, and they are afraid and unwilling to leave their hometown to farm." ”

"Yes, it is impossible for them to leave their homes, but the merchants have money to buy the surplus livestock and grain of the people on the border, as long as the people can make money, do you think they are willing to open up more wasteland and raise more livestock? If it were me, if I could make money to improve my family's life, eat enough, and live a more decent life, I would be willing to work harder. ”

Feng Yi was thoughtful.

"I want the horses to run, and I want the horses not to eat grass, how can there be such a good thing in the world." Song Yunzhao knew that the ideas of these emperors in ancient times were different from those of the people, and in their eyes, the people of the imperial land were their private property, so how could they think about problems from the perspective of the people.

Feng Yi is already considered a Mingjun, but looking at the problem from the perspective she said, I am afraid that he has not thought about it.

Song Yunzhao didn't come up with a method by himself, isn't this the experience of his predecessors?

Don't ignore the creativity and hard-working spirit of the toiling masses, for example, eating a big pot of rice is the same as the production capacity per mu of privately contracted land?

That's not a concept.

"You have a point." Feng Yi thought thoughtfully, "But I'm afraid this method is a little slower." ”

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and it's never too late to start doing it." Song Yunzhao understood what Feng Yi meant, what was slow was not that the people went to cultivate and breed, but that the slow thing was that the implementation of the imperial court decree was smoothly implemented in various places.

She can't help with this, it belongs to her knowledge blind spot.

However, this has to be handled by the Ministry of Households, right?

Is she invisibly cheating again?

(End of chapter)