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Thundered.

The sound of the ground shaking was constant.

Zhang Junlin, who was riding on horseback, glanced at the city wall in front of him and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally here.

It was supposed to have arrived yesterday.

But due to a rain, the dirt road was difficult to walk.

simply rested for half a day to give those powerful families and the people of Zhenzhou more thought and time preparation.

"Liangshui County, under the jurisdiction of Zhenzhou, can be as far east as 200 miles away, and it is said that at this time, the most ripe lotus flowers there have begun to show their buds."

When Zhang Junlin said this, a poem couldn't help but flash in his mind.

"The little lotus has only shown its pointed feet, and there are dragonflies standing on its head."

As soon as this poem is spoken.

Since asking Prince Zhang to finish writing a letter to his family, he has been half-dead, waiting for Shi Lei, who is in danger.

All of a sudden, his eyes lit up, and he came to life as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Your Highness, who wrote that poem you just read?"

"Yes......"

Zhang Junlin was for a long time.

After all, because the memory is too long, I usually don't need it, so I smiled awkwardly.

"I forgot, maybe this palace has a feeling, is there something wrong?"

"Your Highness may not know, I am a dual cultivator of civil and military affairs, and when I heard this poem just now, my heart seems to flow through a trickling stream......

"To the point."

Zhang Junlin suddenly discovered.

It's not a good thing that Shi Lei's mouth is too capable of talking.

I walked for three days, and I didn't let out a fart on the road.

Originally, it was holding back the big move.

"Your Highness, is there only one sentence in this poem?"

"A good sentence is natural, but one sentence is too little?"

Let Zhang Junlin blatantly copy poems.

He does have that cheekiness.

But he's not the material to memorize poems.

Most of the popular quatrains, he will test the easy to test sentences.

"That's really ......"

Shi Lei looked regretful.

But he didn't dare to say it in front of Zhang Junlin.

Zhang Junlin snorted secretly.

If you dare to dislike me for not being able to memorize the whole poem, I will let you go back and continue to pick up the dung.

"Okay, there is Zhenzhou City ahead, there must be many people who will greet each other in the middle of the road, you tighten the horses under your seats, but don't be frightened and bump into people."

Zhang Junlin finished explaining.

With one hundred and eight captives, he swaggered towards the city of Zhenzhou.

Last time, I brought this group of people to open up the wasteland.

Once raw and twice cooked.

Walking to the bottom of the city tower, Zhang Junlin also said hello to the good-faced soldiers guarding the city.

"Song Erbao, haven't changed shifts yet?"

Song Erbao, a soldier guarding the city who was inspecting the road guide, heard the familiar voice, and was so frightened that he almost threw away the road guide he was reviewing.

Keep your head up.

It was different from what I was dressed on that day.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who was wearing a black and yellow prince's court dress, was majestic.

It's hard to look at.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Get up, this palace is here in Zhenzhou today, and you will have to work a lot harder in the future."

Zhang Junlin hit his horse and walked into the city tower.

I thought.

Learned of his arrival.

Even if it won't be like Jinling City, he can gather the whole city to greet him.

Not to mention that most of the serving officials will also come to greet them.

The last time he came quietly, he didn't say hello.

This time, he said hello in advance...... Estimates are also useless.

Zhang Junlin turned his head to look at the barren fields that had been reclaimed outside the city, but there were no rice seedlings.

A sneering smile appeared.

"It seems that the prince of this palace, the prince of the prison country, is dispensable in everyone's eyes."

Walk through the towers.

Come to the city.

Zhang Junlin looked at the empty street with only a few officials and a dozen followers, and looked at the middle-aged Confucian who had the most straight body and outstanding temperament.

"Shi Jiangzhu, the governor of Weichen Town, is here to take over!"

Jiang Zhu lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the ground and bowed.

The rest of the people also bowed respectfully.

Zhang Junlin jumped off the horse.

stepped forward and personally helped Jiang Zhu up.

"Things in Zhenzhou are so messy, and Lao Jiang Changshi came to greet him personally, it's really hard."

"It's not hard, it's hard."

Jiang Zhu smiled bitterly and gestured to the empty street.

"Your Highness, do you know why the streets are so empty today, and there is no one to plant rice in the cultivated fields outside the city?"

Brain teasers?

Zhang Junlin was very satisfied with Jiang Zhu's "bitter life".

At this time, seeing that Jiang Zhu didn't even talk to him politely, he went straight to the topic.

It is difficult to ensure that he is not testing whether he, the prince of the prison country, is the same as written in the letter.

Ability to settle all matters on the boundaries of the town and state.

To be precise.

It is to balance the influence of the powerful families who intend to manipulate the imperial power on the common people.

"The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit."

"Pulling rice and moving seedlings is the first move, even if the field is distributed, everyone has no bottom in their hearts."

Speaking of which.

Zhang Junlin, who was originally smiling, suddenly changed his words.

The smile on his face also instantly retracted.

"At this time, if someone pays a high price to hire workers to do something else, they don't need to be induced by ten times and a hundred times, they will pay twice as much as usual."

"There is no one to plow the land, and no one to cultivate the field."

Zhang Junlin didn't blame the farmers for being short-sighted.

Even if the survival rate of rice seedlings transplanted in Jinling reaches 80%.

And the roots and leaves that grow are stronger than before.

But what you see can't be believed.

Not to mention what the ears hear.

Compared with ploughing, you may not be able to catch a few catties of grain for many days.

But when the powerful businessmen paid a few tens of cents for a few days, they would put down the farm tools in their hands.

As everyone knows.

When the cultivated land is deserted, it will be restored to a large amount of arable land controlled only by the powerful and the royal family.

These people will go and become tenants to farm.

Whether you are full or hungry has to be handled by others.

This kind of example of deliberately cutting off people with immediate interests and forcing people to a dead end.

Zhang Junlin has seen a lot in his previous life.

For the current predicament, I have long been surprised.

"It seems that His Highness has taken precautions and has a way to crack it?"

Jiang Zhu is looking forward to it.

This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who will only use looting methods for powerful families.

How will this game be reversed.

"Cracked? Why does this palace stop the people from making more money? ”

Zhang Junlin was puzzled.

He drew a flat circle with both hands and asked Jiang Zhu.

"This palace remembers the last time I came, I saw the map of Zhenzhou in the palace, it is like an awl, it is east-west, there is not much arable land under the jurisdiction of Zhenzhou City, and everyone is unwilling to open up the wasteland and is willing to work to make money."

"Pass on the order of the main palace and let other counties open up wasteland and farm."

"At this time, it's too late to plant spring rice, and later this palace will teach you how to plant late rice, if anyone has any doubts, it just so happens that the grain from the north has not arrived in Zhenzhou?"

Zhang Junlin first confirmed the "grain and grass".

Jiang Zhu nodded with a deep groan.

"Back to Your Highness, I arrived yesterday evening."

"That's okay, when the time comes, I will give five catties of grain to one acre of wasteland, and then return it to the palace after harvesting the late rice."

"If you want to work, you can go with them, if you can raise the wages of workers in the whole territory of Zhenzhou, it can be regarded as the palace for the well-being of the people."

It seems to be such a truth.

But Jiang Zhu always felt that something was weird.

Like, yes.

The magnates were busy.

deliberately designed such an "empty city plan" to show his Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

As a result, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not only did not mean to break the horse's legs to fight back.

Even...... Can both parties not have to meet and cause any friction?

"Where is Your Highness going now?"

"Where else can I go?"

Zhang Junlin pointed to the northeast.

Domineering opening.