Midnight.

The gates of Jinling are still wide open.

Refugees gathered from all directions, and there were special officers and soldiers at the gate of the city to guide them to the doctor and receive food.

Not only passion, but also no money.

After confirming the rumors, the refugees began to talk about what they had seen on the road as they drank the hot brown rice porridge.

"I'm from the north, and I heard that the second prince and the eighth prince are coming to replace the crown prince, and I don't know how long I can eat this food and medicine?"

"I'm from Chuxian, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still patrolling the captives of Western Chu at night, and I don't know where the second prince and the eighth prince are happy?"

"I came yesterday, and I heard that the second prince was beaten and recuperated in the palace, and the eighth prince ...... Seems to be sick. ”

Hearing this, several refugees glanced at each other.

Refugees from different cities have the same wish in their hearts at this time.

May the second prince not wake up from his serious injuries, and the eighth prince is terminally ill and can't get out of bed.

Don't stand in the way of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince taking care of them, the common people.

"Alas! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not easy, Queen Mo went early, she has a stepmother and a stepfather, and finally became a prince and wanted to do something good, but there are always many disasters. ”

"Empress Mo and the crown prince are both for the sake of us ordinary people...... We just ate and drank for nothing, as if we couldn't stand them. ”

The crowd fell silent.

They have a passion for reciprocation.

But there is no chance to show it.

"We came too late, and the groups of people who came early were all recruited by the imperial court to farm."

"I just came here after hearing from my fellow villagers, those powerful people's arable land usually collects eighty percent of the rent, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince only collects fifty percent."

"It's a pity that all the cultivated land has been divided among the 20,000 people who came first, and we can't leave anything behind."

As soon as this remark came out.

Some outsiders who took advantage of the post-war change of order and looked for good opportunities had the idea of eating and drinking enough and returning home.

stayed for a short time to take the pension food of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to mix food and clothing, and when the regime changed, they didn't even have anything to stutter, so they could only be slaves and maids.

Either they were beaten and scolded to death by the powerful for days, or they were called as cattle and horses, and it was even more uncomfortable then than now.

The people holding the empty bowls, wrapped up in thin clothes with patches and leaky air, looked at the huge Jinling City.

The world is so big that they don't know where they really stay.

"Sleep, wake up tomorrow morning and see what there is to do in the city."

"I don't know if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince still collects dung?"

"Jingzhao Mansion said that it has been collected, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has also determined where to pull the next batch of dung, maybe tomorrow it will be confirmed, and we can still pick up dung for rations."

With good wishes for tomorrow.

Groups of refugees huddled together, slept with their clothes together, and kept each other warm.

In the dream, they walked on the streets of Jinling in decent clothes, shouting along the streets.

After returning home, they went to their own fields to walk around, weeding and watering the fields, looking at the rice fields with abundant harvests, tears and saliva flowed together on the land they longed for.

Bang Bang Bang!

When the first rays of the morning sun shone on them, the deafening sound of gongs and drums woke them up from their dreams.

Yesterday was the beginning of summer, and this morning's morning breeze was already warm.

"Wake up! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an order! Anyone who has no arable land under his name, whether it is a local or an outsider in Jinling, as long as he intends to stay in Jinling all the time, go to the West City Gate Tower to register! ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has an order ......"

The officers and men read it three times in a row.

Those who had their ears heard it clearly.

"What is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince going to do again?"

"Who knows, there will definitely be no bad things anyway, go and join in the fun."

A few refugees who were still discussing going to pick up dung this morning yesterday glanced at each other and saw the eager anticipation in each other's eyes.

There are smart people who suddenly heard the key word in the prince's order - cultivated land!

"His Royal Highness the eldest son first distributed food and medicine, won't he send us farmland again this time?"

"You didn't wake up or were you confused? The prince of the powerful family can only rent it to us, so that we only pay fifty percent of the rent, and it is estimated that we will be scolded to death by those powerful people, and the land will be arried? ”

"The cultivated land in Jinling City, in addition to the powerful and the royal family, and the rich peasants who have been handed down from their ancestors, all have masters, you wait for His Royal Highness the Prince, it is better to grab it yourself."

Everyone was skeptical.

But the body still honestly turned over and stood up, scrambling towards the west of the city.

Outside the city.

Zhang Junlin, who had been walking all night, kept pouring brown rice porridge into his mouth.

Due to the low yield and poor quality, brown rice will not reach the teeth even if it is eaten with dates.

The grains of rice are only half of what he knows.

"No matter when and where the grain harvest is, it is the most important issue for a country."

All he can do now is increase his arable land.

When the South Vietnamese country is in its hands, it will be possible to improve the cultivation methods in an all-round way.

Zhang Junlin saw that there was a crowd in the doorway, pulled the rice grains in the pottery bowl clean, wiped his mouth, and waited for the people who had finished registering to come.

"Your Highness, do you want to borrow the hands of these refugees to open up wasteland and increase the arable land in Jinling?"

Shi Lei inquired sideways.

"Yes, otherwise idleness is idleness, just eating and not working, it is easy to think too much, and it will only increase right and wrong."

Zhang Junlin's answer made Shi Lei a little disappointed.

Prince Zhang acted freely before, and almost made him forget that this was a child of the royal family who had learned the art of the emperor since he was a child.

After releasing food and distributing medicine, and winning the hearts and minds of the people, it is time to increase political achievements.

South Vietnam's national strength was weak, and it was impossible to expand its territory.

Prince Zhang took over the Jinling military defense, and it was impossible to improve the strength of the army in a short period of time, and the only way to use the "benevolent government" to attract foreign refugees to open up farmland could maximize the benefits.

He understands the truth, but he can take advantage of the fact that the human heart is ...... Shi Lei felt that Prince Zhang's tall image had collapsed a lot at once.

"Taishi, Lin Zhanshi, good morning."

Zhang Junlin greeted the two men who came on horseback with a smile.

But Dong You and Lin Goudan, who had dark circles under their eyes, couldn't laugh at all.

Because next, they will work with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to do a great event that will go down in history.

Once done, they can be written on the first page of the family tree.

If it is invalidated, the genealogy is removed, and if it dies, it may be dug up by future generations and crushed to ashes.

"Your Highness...... Don't you really think about it again? ”

The history of the founding of South Vietnam is not long, and it has no reference value.

But looking at other countries, there is no such thing as His Highness, which challenges the system of dividing fields that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"What to consider? The palace did not lose anyone's interests, and also increased the taxes of South Vietnam, even if the emperor knew about it, he would say good. ”

Zhang Junlin didn't plan to directly fast-forward the distribution of cultivated land to the extent of dividing the fields into households.

History has limitations.

He's also weak now.

Not to mention that he is the crown prince of the prison country, even if he is the biggest overlord emperor, he dares to give all the arable land to the people, and offends the royal family, the magnates, and the rich peasants in one go.

I fear that today he has just finished dividing the land, and tomorrow he will be divided.

"What His Royal Highness said is extremely true, the old minister just thinks that this season is inappropriate."

In other words.

Dong You is worried that His Royal Highness, who has been smooth sailing since he became the crown prince, will hit a wall.