The spring breeze is warm and the sun is warm. In addition, the blue sky is like washing after the rain. In the slight summer breeze, it is wrapped in the fragrance of fresh soil and wild flowers. Why is it not comfortable for people to feel comfortable?

Lu Shi half-squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of fresh and moist air. He smiled and seemed to be feeling, and also said to Zhao Zi: "How long have you not breathed this kind of air full of water vapor? It's such a rain."

Infected by the peaceful and peaceful Lu Shi, Zhao Zi couldn't help but breathe the cool air deeply, half-mistened his eyes, and then exhaled a turbid air and said, "Indeed, after I came here from my hometown in Jiangnan, I never breathed such good air except for the cold yellow wind in the sky, to cleanse the dust and soothe my heart." A pun was also revealed, but the previous helplessness was revealed.

"In fact, as long as you have a state of mind, you can breathe such air at any time. It's just that people can't feel it even if they are wrapped in this air all day long." Lu Shi smiled slightly and relaxed his body easily.

Zhao Zi looked at the young scholar with deep meaning and nodded slightly: "Little brother is right. There may have been such air, but the surrounding turbid air is too heavy, so it is suppressed. Even if I want to breathe, it is still a smoky and dirty thing. Where can I feel the feeling of my little brother like this?" Zhao Zi is now beginning to regard himself as a brother. In fact, in his heart, it is not unfair to take this thief, especially the brother with a great prospect.

The two of them spoke like a puzzle, and they were all the tone between scholars. Chun Landa, who was sitting behind Lu Shi, was depressed and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Why don't you talk well together? It's sour and sour, my toothache."

Chunlan was spoiled in the base area, and she acted absolutely according to her own preferences, regardless of the person involved. At this time, although her voice was small, everyone heard Jingyi of the Teahouse. As soon as this was said, the six people in the Teahouse were stunned. Then Lu Shi and Zhao Zi looked at each other and laughed together. The last bit of grudge in her heart disappeared.

"Yes, yes. We are all close friends of God, so we should learn from the appearance of a sour and rotten person. Let's do whatever we want to do freely." After saying that, Lu Shi sootheed his body, crossed his legs, and even picked up the tea bowl in front of him. This time, he did not invite Zhao Zi, but drank it in one sip.

Zhao Zi also laughed. He was a straightforward person, so why did he suddenly learn that kind of corrupt scholarly style? He also laughed and drank the water in the tea bowl in front of him, stretched the hem of the robe, and comfortably raised his legs, leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, opened the fan in his hand, slowly stirring up the wind.

As the two of them relaxed, the others in the teahouse also let go. The three children were even more incest and were pulled by Zhang Xiao and ran to the field to go crazy.

Looking at the vibrant field, Zhao Zi couldn't help but sigh: "This is really a good rain. I don't know how many lives I have saved when I can fall at this critical moment, especially in our county, and I don't know how many people will be immune to famine in the future."

"Yes." Lu Shi said: "This rain was timely, just in time, and it happened to be a short time to rush to plant summer grain. If it was a little later, the harvest would be discounted." Looking at the hard-working people outside, he said,

"The people all said it was this rain, the reincarnation of the King of Heaven. The Dragon King was detained and specially brought down for Yichuan. If this is true, it would be a blessing for the people of Yichuan." Zhao Zi narrowed his eyes, skewed the fan gently, and did not go to see Lu Shi.

"The old man was joking. The people were willing to attach their best hope to the beautiful things or people in their hearts. In fact, there are no gods in this world? If he is a god, everyone should tie him up and put him on a pile of firewood, and then ask him to ask for rain and solve problems for the people at any time. If he doesn't follow, it would be a slap. If he just seeks fame and a fake charlatan, just burn it with fire. That way, wouldn't the world be in good fortune? I know that the king of war is also a desperate boy, and he is not a bullshit god at all."

This statement was said lightly by Lu Shiping, which immediately made Chunlan laugh.

Zhao Zi stopped the fan in his hand, glanced at Lu Shi with a squint, and then slowly started to swell. But in this calm and gentle breeze, his heart was filled with storms.

A young man, a young man with great ambitions and a broad mind in all his ideas, a young man with a group of brothers who have made a foundation in the army of thousands of troops. In the best opportunity of teleporting the reincarnation of the Heavenly King, he did not take the opportunity to create momentum like the ambitious people of all generations, but he was calm and proud to refuse. What kind of mind is this? Secondly, what is important is that the people are building momentum for him, but he refuted it calmly, and there is no point in pretending or showing off. This is even more rare.

Do you have no big ambitions? This just shows that having big ambitions is just a more cautious one.

Lu Shi did not expect that Zhao Zi's understanding of Lu Shi had changed in just the blink of an eye and was developing in a good direction.

Looking at the vibrant world outside, Lu Shi couldn't be happy and sighed: "But, this good rain can really work, probably only our five counties in Weinan, and other places have been abandoned and fled. Even if it rains, it is difficult to find people to replant, and it is a waste."

"But no matter what, it's a good rain. I just don't know how many people in this county benefit." Zhao Zi asked lightly.

Lu Shi didn't mind, so he slowly said as if he had known it: "In mid-May, by June, Yichuan collected a total of more than 57,000 refugees and distributed them to 228,000 mu of land that were killed by Gao Yingxiang. He persuaded landlords to reduce rent and interest rates, which made the original tenants revitalize 300,000 mu of land, of which there were 41,100 tenants and insufficient staff. The base government persuaded the people who were divided into land to rent and cultivate. The county mobilized the people who reclaimed the land to cultivate a total of more than 80,000, and the total land to reclaim or replenish seedlings. If it does not rain until autumn, without any assistance from windmills, the grain can be obtained according to the minimum harvest.

About 240,000 shi, deducting the land rent paid to the base government and landlords, the refugee tenants can have surplus grains of no less than 150,000 shi (most of which are the landlords' landlords' landlords' landlords) and corresponding miscellaneous grains. In this way, as long as you save some, the Yichuan family will definitely last until the potato harvest is bumper in early May next year. In this way, in one or two years, Yichuan alone can gather 200,000 people, and the guarantee of the stored grain will never starve to death." Looking at Zhao Zi's face, Lu Shi said lightly: "Of course, this is not the citizens, merchants, gentry, and their servants."

Now, even Zhao Zi, who always thought that Mount Tai collapsed before her, had his face distorted, and his whole body was trembling like leaves in the wind. Looking at the master, his mouth was so wide that he could reach into his fist, and his saliva wet the large piece of clothes on his chest.

In fact, according to the current officialdom, no one cares about the number of people and land in their hands, nor how much output they have. They only care about how much tax they can collect. The ones who really grasp these figures are the county magistrate and the chief clerk of the county magistrate, and the magistrate around the county magistrate.

Therefore, the master of Yichuan now knows best that in the past, the current situation of Yichuan, after years of destruction and sweeping by Gao Yingxiang, would not be described as a decay. Nine out of ten houses are empty, which seems to refer to those large villages along the river. At the beginning, I and the boss planned that in Quanyichuan, the people who could farm were at most 30,000 to 40,000, and absolutely no more than 50,000. Just 50,000. If next year, 30,000 left, it would be a blessing to heaven.

Why, in just a short time, he could gather 100,000 people? By the end of the year, the private grain storage could reach more than 100,000 or 200,000 shi? This is not the poor county in northern Shaanxi, even the county in the Central Plains could not do it.

At this time, a sudden idea emerged. If the stored grain was collected and paid, wouldn’t my master and servant become successful?

As soon as this thought emerged, he was scared back. He was still wise. If this is the case, not only would he waste the good situation in front of him, but his life of his master is still there, and he would have already achieved results.

Zhao Zi's shock and Zhengza were no less than his master, but he could see farther than his master and recover faster. After only a moment, he returned to normal after taking a few breaths.

Lu Shi looked at it with a smile. After seeing Zhao Zi return to normal, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart. He really felt sorry for killing this ally who cooperated with him.

"This King of Chuang is really a capable person. The people of Yichuan are really blessed and it is not waste of my hard work." Zhao Zi shook the fan again and said sincerely.

Lu Shi was not easy to answer, and thought about it and said, "Actually, everything depends on yourself. If you rely on the mountains and mountains, you will fall, and everyone will run away. Where can you rely on yourself?"

"Exquisite, indeed exquisite." Zhao Zi exclaimed repeatedly, but said with a wry smile: "It's just that, the county magistrate will suffer. When you see the scene here, don't expect to reduce the money and grain on the top of the peak. If you can't pay it all, you may send someone to urge me to the top of the peak." This is the truth. You can open your eyes and close your eyes, but some things you can't open your eyes no matter what, such as the imperial grain tax.

Seeing this, don’t say it yourself. Even Yanchuan next to him will definitely report it. By then, this peace and peace will come to an end. "What a pity for the people." Zhao Zi couldn’t help but look sad and worried.

Lu Shi smiled and said, "If Yichuan Ferry performs well, there are actually many things that will be solved."

After being told about the ferry, Zhao Zi no longer concealed it. In fact, people have made it open and honest. If he wants to conceal it, he will be suspected of hidden evil intentions, especially if he still has ideas in the future. Especially, after listening to the master's report, even if he wants to conceal it, there will be no secret in the eyes of Zhao Xing, who is omnipresent. It is better to be open and honest now. You can't hate Lu Shi now. So he winked at the master.
Chapter completed!