As soon as Wei Shu saw Chu Yunge, she immediately got up, and led her younger brothers and sisters to salute with some uneasiness: "Your Highness, Ah Yang is talking nonsense, please punish you!" ”

Chu Yunge sighed lightly: "It's okay, get up." ”

In fact, Wei Yang is not a big mouth.

Wei Yang just couldn't help but say to Wei Ying, the radish head, that Chu Yunge might be an immortal.

However, the behavior of a three- or four-year-old doll is difficult to control! When Wei Yang realized why his uncles and aunts around him were asking him about the seeds, and left a meaningful back after he answered......

The people who live near the county guard of Huanting County already know about it.

Facing fourteen or fifteen-year-old twin siblings and three-year-old children, Chu Yunge's core as an adult did not allow her to take it seriously.

And in the eyes of Wei Shuwei Yang, it is His Royal Highness's magnanimity.

They didn't know what gods and Buddhas were, but they could feel the respect from Chu Yunge's attitude towards civilians that was different from the previous county guards and the wealthy families in the south of the county.

The siblings looked at each other and nodded.

They puffed and knelt down in front of Chu Yunge: "Thank you, Your Highness!" ”

After saying that, he ran away with a smoke.

Chu Yunge: "...... Yes? ”

Less than fifteen years old, the young man with immature facial lines shook his head deeply: "Today's children are really difficult to understand!" ”

After giving the drawings of the waterwheel, the carpenter shop in Huanting County quickly fell into the trap of "Can it still be like this?" "Is that so??" In the carnival of technical houses, so much so that the huge waterwheel, with the efforts of the Chen brothers and local carpenters in Huanting County, was completed within three days.

It is worth mentioning that Chu Yunge's model has formed a new trend among craftsmen.

So when Sang Yannian reactivated the palace construction conscription that had been placed by Chu Yunge due to spring ploughing, the most reluctant were the craftsmen.

"Alas, I haven't studied through what kind of laws His Highness's 'model' should be disassembled!"

"Not really, but it's better to finish this year's conscription sooner."

"It's better than conscription in the winter."

Men between the seventeen and the sixty years of the Jin Dynasty had to serve for one month every year, so it was common for the people to be conscripted.

The people of Huanting County talked a lot, and some villagers who came from villages outside the county also muttered.

"Last time I came back to build a mansion, our village almost starved to death for three...... Alas. ”

"That's right...... For such a heavy job, you have to pay food to the Manyue side...... Alas......"

As he said this, a passing farmer suddenly slapped the villager on the shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense, it won't be in the future!" How disrespectful it is for His Highness to hear! ”

Chen Dalang and his entourage of muscular men walked over slowly and said heartily: "Uncle Niu, Your Highness won't care about this." ”

The villagers are inexplicable, I'm afraid you haven't been fooled by the officials, right? So attentive?

Seeing this, Chen Dalang and the others didn't say much, and followed the officials of the county guard mansion to the palace.

The palace, which covers an area of more than 300 acres, has been set to a dead standard, and the inner government has also allocated enough money. If it weren't for Chu Yunge's title as king and leaving Chang'an, it would have been completed if he had delayed coming to the palace for a month or two.

The people used logs and ropes to push huge stones. Shuttling through the large and excessive palace complex, the dripping sweat has become incomparably small.

Accustomed to servitude, their expressions were numb.

It wasn't until the sun was winning that a loud metal knock broke the numbness.

Someone shouted loudly not far away: "Your Highness has an order!" Everyone has a two-quarter hour break at noon and a meal! ”

Along with the sound, there is also the aroma of yellow grain sorghum gruel.

"Wow!"

There was an uproar among the rubble and rolling wood, and the people confirmed each other in disbelief, and their steps hesitated.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew around them, and a group of big men cheered and rushed to the open space on the edge of the palace.

There are a dozen or so fragrant barrels.

The hesitant man followed the gust of wind uncontrollably, walking faster and faster, and finally running.

"Really?! Is it true?! ”

"Is it really true?!"

They followed the group of men to the barrel and stopped again.

Chen Dalang accosted the little official: "Jiao Zhi, don't you really need to give money?" How to make His Highness break the bank! ”

Jiao Xin looked depressed: "You drank it all in your mouth and asked?" ”

He didn't agree with His Highness's decision, but even though he was in charge of money, he couldn't stop His Highness.

Even Sang Gong can't stop it, let alone him?

Seeing Chen Dalang smiling, Jiao Xin couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "A group of fools! That is, His Highness is soft-hearted, you have to help His Highness do a good job! ”

Chen Dalang was still laughing, Chen Erlang slapped the eldest brother aside, and replied seriously: "That's inevitable!" ”

When the people from the surrounding villages saw that someone had drunk the first sip of porridge, they couldn't hold back anymore and rushed forward one after another.

Jiao Xin stopped gagging, and asked the guards to step forward to stop the people who were rushing up: "Line up!" His Royal Highness has ordered, you have to line up, if you don't line up, you won't have to eat! Don't squeeze, there's something for everyone! ”

After shouting four or five times, and letting the guards walk around and shout a few times, the people stopped and lined up, and one by one they were in full swing.

Jiao Xin twitched the corners of his mouth, and repeatedly told the guards not to let people receive porridge or steal other people's food repeatedly, and turned back to the county guard's mansion.

When he was in Chang'an, he only needed to manage the rewards received by His Royal Highness, which would manage the affairs of a county, and only then did he know what it meant to spend money.

Specifically referring to His Royal Highness.

Hire a farmer to farm, and the rent allowed to go out is actually ten stone per mu!

Spending money to build farm tools to catch spring ploughing, what waterwheel pulley sets are being built, and spending money to put porridge for the conscripts......

He remembered His Royal Highness's sentence when he arrived in Cangwu County, "It's a little poor, it's no big problem......

Jiao Xin was dizzy for a while: What is this picture?

At the same time, Sang Yannian also frowned and asked Chu Yunge, "What is the picture of His Highness?" ”

The young man in a dark cyan straight coat was observing a yellow plant with a frown, and raised his eyes worriedly when he heard this: "Sang Gong is overworked?" A promise not to starve to death is a promise to be fulfilled. ”

Overworked Sang Yannian: "...... The minister thought, the minister thought that His Highness would slow down. ”

God knows when the county guard heard that Chu Yunge still had a month to come, and the hob meat people in Huanting County were lazy, and when they finally started to build the mansion, what kind of whip and stick were urging the progress.

Several people died because of this. They are all poor in their families, tired after not being able to eat, and tired to death.

Sang Yannian didn't expect that King Huainan not only gave him a break, but also put lunch - how could a commoner eat lunch in these years!

To put it simply, it was the first finance minister of the Jin Dynasty whose DNA was moved.

Chu Yunge didn't care and said, "It's just some gruel." Only when you are full will you have the strength to build a house for me. ”

Multigrain gruel is indeed not worth much, but it is enough to surprise the people who have been exploited by both sides of the grain for many years.

From disbelief to getting used to having a snack at noon, it's only been ten days.

The people in the palace are working enthusiastically, and they are less numb, and occasionally they will discuss whether to put salt in the gruel they eat in the afternoon, and they can save half a bowl of porridge and take it home to their wives and children.

In previous years, people who could only eat some wild vegetables after paying taxes and food for the Manyue tribe could also go to the county guard office to "apply" to buy grain at a cheap price.

At this time, it is late spring in March, and spring floods are frequent, and a steady stream of water flows through the newly erected waterwheels to the vast fields.

And Huanting County also ushered in a group of ragged refugees.

"The mountain god is angry and floods the whole village! O my son! ”