"A few days later, when the rice seedlings are rooted and can't be pulled out, the daylily will be cold."

"Your Highness wants everyone to grow daylily?"

Dong You asked confusedly.

Zhang Junlin didn't explain, he cleared his throat when he saw the first batch of people in the city who had completed registration coming.

"Everyone, this palace is here!"

Zhang Junlin, who was not wearing court clothes, was mixed in a group of Western Chu generals and could not be easily distinguished.

But as long as he speaks.

And all the people fell to their knees and bowed down in convincing.

"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"His Highness Chitose!"

Chitose is out of the question.

But it is said that when cultivating to the peak of the ninth order, Shouyuan can be doubled.

Zhang Junlin secretly complained and hurriedly asked everyone to get up.

There are no polite words either, straight to the point.

"Since Jinling has been defended, more and more people have returned and come to take refuge, although the food and medicine are still enough, but the palace is in peace, not eating and sleeping well, and has been thinking about how to settle everyone."

“……”

Seeing Shi Lei and the others who drank a big pot of rice porridge this morning, they bowed their heads and remained silent, holding back a smile.

Prince Zhang's face is really thicker than the city wall in front of him.

Dong You has long been used to it, but he still can't bear to look at it directly.

Last night, he personally settled the money for the ten taels of buns in the bun shop.

"Let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince bother."

It was still Lin Goudan, who was the most superior, and bowed his hand respectfully, choking in his voice.

I can't see any acting skills, it's all an expression of true feelings.

All of a sudden, it pulled the mood of the scene.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has done enough to settle us."

"We can't rely on His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to feed ourselves, we need to support ourselves."

"Yes, yes!"

What a simple group of people.

Even if they don't have enough food and clothing, as long as they are given a chance to live, they will be grateful to the rulers.

Zhang Junlin suppressed the guilt that surged in his heart and spoke loudly again.

"I couldn't sleep last night, so I wandered around the city, and found that there was a lot of wasteland outside the city that no one cultivated, so I personally took someone to measure it."

"From Xicheng to Chuxian, there are about 300,000 acres of wasteland that can be reclaimed."

The two cities are nearly 100 miles apart, and there is only cultivated land within 20 miles of the city, most of which belong to powerful families.

The remaining wasteland occupies a geographical location that is not advantageous, but most of them are plains with a radius of 100 miles.

In Zhang Junlin's time, this was the land of fish and rice, and as long as it was willing to be cultivated, it was definitely fertile land.

"Your Highness means you want us to clear the wasteland?"

There was no shortage of smart people in the crowd who guessed what he meant.

"Yes."

Zhang Junlin replied without thinking.

The people who were excited to come just now looked at each other, and no one answered at all.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly dropped to freezing.

"Your Highness, you give us grain and medicine, and we can not charge wages for cultivating land, but only give 20% of the harvest according to the rent of Jinling."

"But at this time, you can't grow food in the wasteland, Your Highness, do you want to slow down?"

"Yes, Your Highness, you have reclaimed the wasteland at this time, and those people come back and grab it, aren't you working in vain?"

Everyone's concerns are the same as Dong You's.

Seeing that the situation in Jinling is becoming more and more stable, most of the people have returned to their homeland, and the royal family and magnates will also return sooner or later.

They have no problem working for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

But they were afraid that they would suffer a crime in vain, and not only did the reclaimed wasteland not only be confiscated, but also made wedding dresses for others.

"The reclaimed wasteland shall be taxed by the state treasury, and the cultivated land shall be jointly owned by South Vietnam and you, and may be inherited by future generations.

"As for grabbing it...... If someone rebels, there is nothing the palace can do, but if you dare to rob your land, as long as you pick up the farm tools are weapons, put down the farm tools, do those powerful lords have to go to cultivate and farm by themselves after robbing them? ”

No one answered Mr. Zhang's question.

Because everyone was in a state of extreme shock.

Reclamation is no longer just about paying the wages and renting them to give them two percent of the harvest.

Rather, they shared it with South Vietnam, and not only could they divide it into five or five points, but also allow future generations to inherit it...... His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is going to give them land!

"Your Highness, what are you planting in the wasteland now?"

When someone starts asking this question, it means that the heart has been moved.

Including Shi Lei, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Junlin.

"Grow rice."

"But Your Highness, if you sow seeds at this time, the poisonous insects will emerge before the roots have grown, and all the roots will rot at that time, and there will be few harvests."

People nodded yes.

Farming is to rely on the right time and place to eat.

If only His Highness had been made the crown prince a month earlier.

Some people have begun to boldly scold the ruling emperor for being blind and blind in their hearts.

"When the palace was farming in Huangzhuang, he discovered a new method of planting rice, which could move the seedlings that had been sown and born to another field while they had just taken root and were not stable, and as long as they were carefully cared for, they could survive."

Not only can it survive, but it can also increase production by widening the spacing.

Of course, this method of increasing production cannot be explained for the time being, and if it is not said, it will attract the covetousness of others.

Things are done in secret, and words are defeated.

"You can use ready-made seedlings and pick up those seedlings that grow short and don't bear ears and pull them out and plant them in the barren fields."

"Anyway, those magnates don't lack these catties of grain, and the palace has already discussed with the farmers who rent the fields, just remove the grass when you pull out the seedlings."

Zhang Junlin pointed to the green rice fields.

All at once, everyone's eyes turned green.

Dong You, Shi Lei and others patted their heads, and secretly called "Your Highness the chicken thief".

They didn't know that transplanting rice seedlings could increase yields, but they did know that even if they cut off 30% of rice seedlings, they would only survive half of them, plus the problem of arable land ownership.

Everyone will rush to open up the wasteland!

The peasants who did not infringe on the interests of the powerful and did not offend the peasants who rented the land, and who could also get the support of the imperial family, and were able to resettle refugees, bring them under the jurisdiction of Jinling, and strengthen the people's power.

Kill more than one stone!

The hope in Shi Lei's heart returned.

It's just that the eyes that looked at Zhang Junlin were a little more vigilant.

The longer the contact, the more firm a thought in his heart became as a neighbor of South Vietnam.

Prince Zhang! Don't stay long!

We must not allow the Nanyue Kingdom, a neighbor of Western Chu, to grow into a new overlord and threaten the rule of Western Chu!

"Your Highness, how do you divide the wasteland? By head or by strong man? ”

Not surprisingly, after solving the harvest problem, some young adults immediately rolled up their sleeves and prepared to do a big job.

"Zhuangding and his wife each have two acres, women and children have one acre, and those who have no land in the military are also distributed according to this, if the number of people who come to defect does not increase, and you still have the strength to spare, increase the number of acres according to this proportion."

"If the people who came later want to cultivate wasteland, they can continue to open up wasteland in the direction of Chuxian and Buzhou."

"The palace will rearrange the appointment of officials from the nearby state capital today, and the local people will receive the decree of the palace, even if there is no one to manage the matter, they can first register and open up the wasteland, and the palace will mediate the rest of the matter."

Regarding Zhang Junlin's big package, no one at the scene questioned that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would not be able to do it.

After a long silence, the crowd fell to their knees and shouted.

"Thank you, Your Highness the Prince!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Chitose Chitose, Chitose!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for thousands of generations!"

I'll go!

Zhang Junlin glared at Lin Goudan.

Hyo died.

This kind of special compliment to the emperor is not to be said in public.

Ambition exposed.

The cry shook the sky and spread for miles.

The outsiders who came to Jinling heard the call and hurriedly inquired what was going on.

When he learned the news of the land reclamation, he also joined the team of thanking His Royal Highness the Prince.

The news quickly reached the barracks.

Xiao Li, who was taking care of his uncle and cousin, listened to the South Vietnamese soldiers around him happily saying that they would take advantage of their rotation to open up the wasteland, and they would have a meal with the hands of the medicine bowl.

Having been working in the fields since he was a child, he is more sensitive than anyone else to the implementation of this new policy, which will make South Vietnam's national strength rise rapidly in a short period of time.

And there will be more and more strong laborers gathered near Jinling, who are farmers when they plow, and take up arms, and then they will be the soldiers who will stop the army of Western Chu!

"Uncle, Brother Shi asked me to ask you a good question."

Li Chuantian was specially sent by Shi Lei to contact the outside world, so as to report the movements of Jinling to His Majesty and decide whether to fight or make peace.

At this point, it's time to make a move.