Chapter 263 Why do you always stare at Changping Township

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 263 Why do you always stare at Changping Township

Everyone also went to the cotton field to see cotton.

"This is really like a flower, it looks interesting." A group of officials entered the Grand View Garden like Old Grandma Liu.

“When should I pick cotton?”

"You can pick it in the next few days." Zhang Ci said, reaching out to pick one. Everyone picked one, and pulled it into a sliver of it in their hands.

"How to arrange it after collecting it?"

"Save seeds and continue to plant next year. When the number of cotton seeds is a little more abundant, please help me promote planting." Zhang Ci said.

Officials nodded in support.

When everyone returned to the mansion, the servants held more than a dozen big watermelons.

"Such a big watermelon?" Everyone was surprised.

These watermelons are as big as basketballs, green and have deep patterns. After being cut, they reveal the bright red flesh.

"This color looks very attractive and has a lot of juice." County Magistrate Xiao paid great attention to observation.

When they took a piece of watermelon and took a bite, it was sweet and crispy, and the juice was full of water, and they couldn't help but "hum".

"I heard that you will collect a batch of watermelons in the Xiaoshen?" asked the governor Cui.

"Yes, a batch was planted in February, and it started to mature when planting late rice seedlings. However, the fruit set rate of that batch is not high and the quality is not good. I just try it myself and send it a little." Zhang Ci said, "Gu Yu."

I also planted a batch of harvests, and this batch was planted during the Great Heat and is now just ripe.”

"How many seeds are there in total? Are you willing to spend so much energy to plant in three batches?" County Magistrate Xiao found it incredible.

Zhang Ci smiled and said, "We are not ripe for planting watermelons. We plant them early and late, and we don't know how to manage water and fertilizers, so we need to try it. We sow the seeds in different periods, and we don't plant much each time."

Everyone nodded thoughtfully.

"Your early rice and wheat yields have caused a sensation. The watermelon incident has not spread much. So that's how it is." Wu County Chief seemed to understand.

"It's very rare to have watermelons during the Mid-Autumn Festival. It should be available in large quantities next year." Governor Cui was looking forward to it.

"Next year will definitely be better." Zhang Ci said with a smile.

The crispy pears are also very popular with everyone, crispy, tender, juicy, sweet and delicious. When the guests left, each family gave two watermelons and some crispy pears.

Zhang Ci and Chen Fan sat in the yard watching the moon. After the New Year, they returned to Xiangjun's mansion, and they moved into the new yard.

"The moon is already very round today." Chen Fan looked at the sky.

"Tomorrow will be very lively. Now the villagers have food, vegetables and money, so they can have a good Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhang Ci said.

"Will they miss home?" Chen Fan asked.

"That must be because some people think, some people don't." Zhang Ci smiled and looked at Chen Fan.

Chen Fan also looked at him: "It seems that there has been a change on your face again."

The outline is clearer and the handsome temperament of a young man is more handsome.

"Doesn't it look better?" His head lowered a little.

"Yes," Chen Fan was very straightforward, "and he became more and more traitorous."

Zhang Ci laughed: "It's only a disaster for you." His face got closer.

Chen Fan suddenly kissed him on the face and quickly retreated, but he held the back of his head and covered his lips.

At the end of September, all the sweet potatoes were harvested and the late rice was harvested. The people in Changping Township were always walking with wind.

The yield per mu this year is higher than last year, reaching 1,000 kilograms. Chen Fan and Zhang Ci’s two pieces of land are a little higher, 1,100 kilograms.

The bumper harvest of tens of thousands of acres of rice fields in Changping Township is enough for all rice fields in Dongxia Country to plant high-yield rice seeds!

One million kilograms of rice were transported to the capital. Congratulations from the king and his ministers resounded throughout the Golden Palace: "Congratulations to the emperor for the good harvest, God blessed our dynasty for the good weather, the harvest of grains, and the peace and prosperity of the country."

Emperor Long Xin was very happy: "With high-yield rice seeds, the people can have enough food. The Ministry of Revenue will also step up supervision of land improvement, so that our dynasty can have more fertile land."

Yu Wen, the Minister of Revenue, received the order: "The methods of land improvement in Changping Township have been written into booklets and presented to the emperor. Do you want to print and implement it in various prefectures and counties?"

"allow."

He Zhongsheng, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, made a suggestion: "The grain harvest will increase, and the surplus grain in the hands of the people will be added, and sweet potatoes will be supplemented. If the tax is increased appropriately, the national treasury can be greatly enriched."

Shangshu Yu immediately opposed: "The people have not achieved high yields all, and it is not appropriate to increase taxes."

"Isn't Changping Township already highly productive?"

"Changping Township sent one million kilograms of rice, how much do you want to harvest?"

Shangshu Ling Sui Wenye said: "There are still many prefectures and counties in our dynasty in poverty, and the people's food and clothing have not been guaranteed. It is not appropriate to raise the tax in a comprehensive manner, and it is even more inappropriate to raise the tax in a local manner."

"The rice planting area can be expanded further, and we can change our habits and plant some rice north of the Huai River." Taifu Yan made a suggestion.

"It is already late autumn, and some areas have suffered from drought, floods and locust plagues, resulting in a large number of refugees. Can they be resettled in Changping Township?" He Zhongsheng came up with another idea.

"This time the refugees are farther away from Changping Township, and they may not be able to reach Changping Township." Taifu Yan disagreed, "The surrounding prefectures and counties should have the ability to resettle refugees."

"The surrounding prefectures and counties are not rich. The one with the most abundant food is Changping Township. The king of Changping Township has received the emperor's grace and should share his worries." He Zhongsheng said with confidence.

"The food in Mr. He's family should be sufficient. Can you donate some food to help the people?" The Secretariat spoke.

He Zhongsheng sneered: "I am a little minister. How can I compare food with Lord Zhongshu Ling compared property? Mrs. Feng has a lot of food. Will Lord Zhongshu Ling donate more?"

The Secretariat smiled: "I can donate more, and Mr. He can donate less, just express his feelings."

"Why do you want to help Changping Township shirk? Shouldn't you share the worries of the country if you collect too much food?" He Zhongsheng's voice increased.

"Why do you always keep staring at Changping Township? The people of Changping Township have been busy for two seasons of breeding, sowing, planting, harvesting and threshing. Should the rice grown by exhausted and hard work be sent out? Your income is so much higher than that of the people, have you ever been

Give charity to the people at all?" The Secretariat's voice was calm, but his tone was very heavy.

He Zhongsheng tried to refute with his neck, but he couldn't say it.

The emperor raised his eyes: "Why does Feng Aiqing quarrel with a child when speaking? This is not as good as Tanhualang at all."

The Secretariat of the Central Secretariat: "He Shun is young, so I must speak more simply."

The ministers' shoulders shrugged, but no one laughed. He Zhongsheng's face turned red with anger: "The people's hard-working food will belong to the people, but the king of Changping Township has tens of millions of kilograms of grain. Shouldn't he share your worries?

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"He Shishang's family also has a lot of land and property, so he should share his worries." The Secretariat Ling had come and went.

The emperor glanced at Shuling: "Feng Aiqing protects his shortcomings."

The Secretariat smiled: "There is only reasoning. It should be done, and everyone should."

Many ministers glared at He Zhongsheng.

He Zhongsheng: "..."

After the court was dispersed, the prince looked at the tutor unhappily: "The teacher is also heading towards the Changping Township?"

The Grand Tutor looked at the crown prince calmly: "The crown prince's eyes are to look at the whole country and the whole world. The Zhongshu Ling said that was right, everyone should do it. What does He Zhongsheng want to do in Changping Township?

He should do whatever he himself should do, and all officials cannot escape this principle."

The prince choked and said, "The refugees fled and the fields are deserted. Can the refugees be encouraged to return to their hometown?"
Chapter completed!