The peasants were busy in the fields, and this scene was no different from Chonghou Hu's imagination, and the peasants did not want laymen such as the princess and nobles to interfere, but they could not disobey the order.

Farmers mostly wear short shirts and short sleeves, and since the end of last year, when sweaters were no longer subject to any etiquette, they have discovered the benefit of short sleeves – simplicity.

Especially when working in the field, short clothes and short sleeves have become the standard, not easy to get dirty, and it is easy to wash.

At this time, the hearts of the peasants were extremely entangled, whether it was short clothes and short sleeves, or manure, all of them came from the hands of the king, both of which facilitated farming, so that those who begged for a living in the fields could live a good life.

But the king sent the ministers of the court who didn't know how to farm to make trouble, which made people cry and laugh.

Chonghou Hu looked at this scene that he had never seen before, and sighed in his heart, he had also been a marquis for decades, and he never knew how people farmed.

This is the first meaning of the king, let the ministers of the court and the central government understand how the people cultivate through the time of going to the countryside, so that they can better manage the government and deal with agricultural affairs.

In addition, there are also certain benefits for the nobility, and the king hopes that the nobles can experience the suffering of the people, more or less, with some changes.

This is called empathy, and I hope that more people can put themselves in the shoes of farmers and understand the situation of farmers.

But this is only the first layer, and the deeper intention requires more thought.

Chonghou Hu continued to walk in the fields, and just in time for Zhang San to take well water to irrigate the fields, he suddenly realized something.

The Ida system has been changed!

He hurriedly grabbed Zhang San and said, "Zhang San, you used to get water from the wells in the public fields to irrigate the fields?"

"Naturally. ”

Zhang Sanxin said, isn't this Nima nonsense, the well-field system of well-shaped distribution is because only the middle of the public field has well water, and the farmers of the eight surrounding fields rely on the well water for irrigation.

Chonghou Hu continued to ask: "At the end of last year, Li Shangshu changed the field system and abolished the well field.

Zhang San simply put down the bucket and patiently explained, wanting to send Chonghou Hu away earlier: "The public land was distributed to the surrounding farmers, and the water well was shared by eight families. ”

"Will there be a conflict because of the fetching of water?"

"Fortunately, Li Si and I have a good relationship, and together with the two of us, we will not be bullied by others, otherwise it will take a lot of effort to irrigate the land." ”

Chonghou Hu exclaimed: "Then, the public land, the people will also be the same as the nobles, the number of people will be spread into the field, and use this as a standard to collect the field tax?"

"yes..."

Chonghou Hu is in a trance, this is the key!

Once the people's fields are reduced under the influence of the princess going to the countryside, it will inevitably reduce the court's land endowment, and the king of Zhou cannot be so unwise, so the king is absolutely sure that the prince will increase grain production when he goes to the countryside.

Chonghou Hu squinted his eyes and looked at the well shared by the eight peasant households, this well is a drawback left after the abolition of the well field system, after the public land does not exist, the well no longer belongs to the imperial court, the peasants are arguing endlessly over the ownership of the well and the right to use it successively, and the contradictions are continuous.

No matter how much there is a dispute, it is a matter of a word from the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Chonghou Hu shook his head violently again, solving the problem of wells can only solve the sequelae of abolishing the well field system, how to increase grain production is the key, and the king must have another way!

Then he squatted on the spot, put some mud on his shirt, and pretended to have worked for a day, so he found a big tree and slept under the shade of it.

Chonghou Hu was right, he felt that he was just here to spy on Ji Chang, and he didn't need too much work, anyway, he wouldn't, wouldn't he be uncomfortable meddled indiscriminately? Just wait for it to change.

Just when Chonghou Hu was falling asleep smelling the fragrance of flowers in early spring, other ministers and nobles who went to the countryside had frequent accidents.

Xin Jia and the head of the Cao family are a group, and the object of assisting in farming is an old man.

This old man is one of the few peasants who welcomes the nobles to help, because his son is dead, and the family's fields can only be cultivated by an old man.

But he never expected that the two people who came couldn't lift their shoulders and couldn't resist, so they might as well have their own strength.

The one named Xinjia is said to be the second master of Yushitai, and he doesn't do much work in a day than he does in an hour, not to mention the aristocratic head of the family with fine skin and tender meat, who almost suffered from heat stroke and is looking for trouble.

Xin Jia was also helpless, he could only say that he did his best, leaning against the big tree, resting in the shade to recover his strength.

The old man communicated with several other farmers for a long time, holding the urn hard, drawing water from the well, and then handed the urn to Xin Jia: "Two nobles drink some water...."

In his eyes, he was extremely reluctant, it was difficult to fight for this urn of water, and it was even more difficult to get this urn of water from the well, if it were not for the severity of the new law. I am afraid that many farmers will fight over the water from the wells necessary to irrigate the fields.

But the old urn still handed out the water urn, if these nobles and ministers were tired and thirsty, he could not be exempted.

Xin Jia was a little embarrassed, he obviously went down to the countryside to help, but now he has become the one who gets in the way, he knows that this urn of water is not easy to come by, although his mouth is thirsty, but he still blushes and refuses: "It's better to take this water to irrigate the fields first." ”

The old man was stunned, and before he could stop it, the head of the Cao family beside Xin Jia snatched the water urn and poured it with water.

After drinking, he also muttered: "Some eyesight, the old man will not drink this kind of water on weekdays, let alone use this inferior urn, today's matter, you have said it, and you have face." ”

The old man took the urn and smiled bitterly, what kind of face is not face, for ordinary people like them, the harvest in the field is the most important, the land is everything, first plant the grain, live a good life, and then talk about other things.

It was also changed that the king changed the well field system, and his family did not have to pay too much field endowment, so he could live better this year, otherwise according to the well field system, he would have to take care of his own field and cultivate the public field, and maybe he would be punished for neglecting the field and taking away the land.

Xin Jia watched the old man staggering back to the well, wiping his sweat under the scorching sun, silently waiting for others to finish getting water, and he was very worried.

How many peasants in the world are living a hard life like this old man!

After watching silently for a moment, Xin Jia was helpless.

Today he can't help the old man, tomorrow he still can't help the old man, there is no difference between him and him, not to mention the negative assets of the head of the Cao family, if it goes on like this, the old man's spring plowing this year is not easy.

But what can I do? Will it be possible to exercise and learn farm work? When will it be?

The next day, Xin Jia still couldn't do anything, and the head of the Cao family was still stealing and playing tricks on the side, so he hid in the shade of the tree, too lazy to go down to the field.

Xin Jia opened his eyes and closed his eyes, he also wanted to be lazy, at least if he was lazy, he could stay under the shade of the tree with the head of the Cao family, not dragging down the peasants to cultivate the land, at least it was better than a blind command, and he only hoped to deal with the order of the king to go to the countryside as soon as possible.

When he saw the old man holding the urn to draw water again, he was even more unbearable in his heart, and sighed, but at this moment, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and muttered to himself: "Chiseling wood is a machine, the back is heavy and the front is light, and if the water is pumped, it is like a fertile soup..."