Chapter 270: Grain Production

During this period, a secret letter of recruitment was circulating throughout the whole country of the Great Li Dynasty, in fact, the content of this letter was very simple, that is, to seek talents. It's not so unusual in this era of separation, but it's the person who sent out this recruitment.

"This is the legendary Saturnalia Niang? Why does the recruitment book that is issued look very literate? A woman is a woman, and even a recruitment book is written so bluntly, which is really unsightly. That General Xie was willing to let such a talented and virtuous woman press on his head, which was simply insulting. He is worthy of a military general! ”

"I can't say that, since this letter is so simple, it may not just be addressed to us literati."

"What do you mean?"

"Look, isn't it very clearly written in this recruitment letter? Regardless of gender, young and old, regardless of status, that is to say, even if you are not a literati, you can apply for this recruitment. By the way, don't you have a cousin who is very good at arithmetic? Let him try it too. ”

"That's true, but even if you learn such an inferior doctrine, you can also ascend to the hall of elegance?"

"Look at what you're saying, why can't this work? Even the imperial court needs a large number of officials who are good at arithmetic to help them deal with paperwork, I think it's okay, anyway, I have a cousin who has had a strange illness since he was a child, and he has a splitting headache as soon as he reads the sage books. But on the other hand, he was very good at arithmetic, and even the master could not compare to him. Now I work as an accountant in a big family, but I always feel that he is buried, and since there is a recruitment book, I can just give it a try. ”

"You're not going to come, are you?"

"Why not? It just so happens that my wife is also a well-known talented woman, and since both men and women of all ages accept it, let my wife try it. ”

"You, you're a ......"

"What is it? I've put up with you for a long time. If you dare to say something out of your dog's mouth that is half detrimental to my wife's reputation, I'll knock your teeth out!" ”

Mozhou.

In a grass hut, a man with a hideous scar on his face that spanned the entire face from left to right was quiet at the moment with the books in his hand, and the books in his hand had been frayed by being read too many times, which showed how much this person loved these books.

It's just a pity that when selecting officials, this dynasty not only has to have personal talents, but also has certain requirements for people's appearance. Although this Mr. Noboru is talented, he has not been able to be reused because of the hideous scar on his face. After learning literary and martial arts and selling them to the emperor's family, Dengxuzi's heart was naturally sad, and so were his friends. I thought it was an ordinary day, but I soon heard the shouts of my friends, from far to near.

Reluctantly closed the book in his hand, and sure enough, after a while, his friend ran over with a piece of paper.

"Friend! Friends, read this recruitment letter! The god of agriculture in northern Xinjiang wants to recruit talents, and what is even more rare is that regardless of men and women, young and old, regardless of status, naturally regardless of whether the appearance is damaged or not! You've learned a good skill, and you finally have a chance to show your strengths! ”

With his friend's narration, Dengxuzi's originally calm expression quickly turned into excitement at this moment, he took the piece of paper in his friend's hand, and carefully read it from beginning to end, his eyes became more and more red. For so many years, just because of the scar on his face, I don't know how many people regret that his talent can't be displayed, but he doesn't understand that he just has this scar on his face, why can't he show his strengths?

Now that he finally has the opportunity to show his strengths, he must cherish it!

"Northern Xinjiang, Northern Xinjiang! Northern Xinjiang ......"

"I'm going!"

Dengsuzi suddenly looked back at his friend, and the excited look on his face could not be faked. The friend next to him was stunned, and then solemnly said.

"Of course! My friends are gone, and so am I. ”

Scenes like this happened in various places, but there were many people whose lives were turned upside down because of this edict, and naturally many people scoffed at this edict.

"It's really ridiculous, but a woman is also grandstanding and making such a recruitment order! It's really chaotic in the world, and there are all kinds of people! ”

"Such a woman should be immersed in a pig cage in our place! Restless in the room, grandstanding, no one wants to marry her! ”

……

There are more and more rumors like this, and of course Ning Ning can hear them, but she doesn't care about them. Because then she released another piece of news.

The grain grown in the northern Xinjiang region has a yield of about 800 catties per mu! There are also special new grains, with more yield per mu!

As soon as this news came out, people all over the world went crazy.

How is this possible? Even in some rich areas, the output of about 200 catties is already considered a high yield, and now this is not doubled, how many times is this?

When I heard the news, I don't know how many people were making crazy denials, but deep down there was a trace of desire to believe, what if? What if this is true? If there really is such a grain production, doesn't it mean that no one in the world needs to go hungry anymore?

At least several times as many people can be saved.

Especially in an era of frequent natural disasters like this, such food production is enough to attract any arrogant literati. Even those strange people who had been watching Ningning before, now they are working non-stop towards the northern Xinjiang, they just want to witness with their own eyes, whether this is just a gimmick or a fact.

For a while, the whole world was stirred by this news.

The eldest prince who got the news even changed all the porcelain in his room. After finally venting his anger, he sent 18 letters to Northern Xinjiang one after another, wanting to get an explanation, but they were all like a stone sinking into the sea, and no one replied at all, and it was at this time that the eldest prince understood that the entire Northern Xinjiang was no longer under the control of the imperial court. Even General Xie, who is highly respected by the people, is no longer the person he once was.

should really let the father and grandfather take a good look, this is Xie Yongzhao, who they think will never be reversed. Even if he didn't openly raise the flag against him, what he did was no different from rebellion.

After venting his anger for a short time, the eldest prince still had to come up with a solution, otherwise, if such a famous thing was true, then all the fame would gather in the northern frontier, and gather on the Saturnalia Niangniang, who didn't know if it really existed.

In the eyes of the eldest prince, he was more inclined to the so-called Saturnalia Niangniang was just a cover made up by Xie Yongzhao, the purpose of which was to cover up his unsightly thoughts in his heart.