Han Jiang talked about the theory of social contradictions in the Song Dynasty today.

"Yeah." Qian Xunyi nodded, and he agreed with this.

"The next, the broadest contradiction is the conflict between the people of Wutian and the landlords. To put it bluntly, who can rebel without any trouble? But after the Song Dynasty, there were uprisings hundreds of times, which was awesome."

Han Jiang ended his theory with awesome sentence.

Qian Xunyi spoke: "In the 32nd year of Shaoxing, there were about 12.4 million households in the Ministry of Revenue. Last year, the Ministry of Revenue's statistics were 12.45 million households, but in the five years of Shaoxing, there were only 10.8 million households. Can you see any problem Jiang'er?"

Han Jiang really understands this question: "Taigong, it's not easy to increase it. It's not that no one has children, but that the grain produced by land has reached its limit, so the population has grown to its upper limit unless there is a larger territory, more food sources, or new farming methods can allow existing land to produce more food."

Qian Xunyi glanced at Lu You, hesitated for a moment before asking Jiang'er: "How much food did you have before?"

Han Jiang was stunned for a moment, so did Lu You.

Lu You didn't understand what Qian Xunyi's question meant.

But with the encouragement of Qian Xunyi's eyes, Han Jiang still answered: "Heilongjiang Province produces 57 million tons of grain annually, and one ton is 2,000 kilograms. The whole country is 6600 million tons. It is enough to eat but not good, so you have to buy it all over the world."

Sixty-six million tons, not much seems to be.

Because the annual grain output in the Song Dynasty reached 140 billion jin at its peak.

The population and total land area are still different.

Han Jiang added at this time: "30 million tons of milk, 85 million tons of various meats, and 130 million tons of fruit production."

Hahaha!

Qian Xunyi smiled. If we only talk about food, it is indeed not weak in the Song Dynasty, but meat.

Even milk is calculated in tens of millions of tons.

This amount is placed in the Song Dynasty. On average, it reaches 0:30 tons of milk per year on everyone's head, which means that people can drink two kilograms of milk every day.

Qian Xunyi said: "It seems that if the world is ready, it will be earth-shaking. Any reform and reform are not enough to solve the current problem. So how can we make the population increase again at the moment?"

“Expand the soil.”

Qian Xunyi asked: "Where to expand the soil?"

"The Honghe Triangle Prefecture has at least two seasons of rice a year. It is a high-quality rice production area in Chameng rice. It has a yield of at least fifty thrones per hectare a year."

Qian Xunyi shook his head: "No."

wrong?

But Qian Xunyi said, "Jiazhi was originally Jiaozhi County in the pre-Qin period, Jiaozhou in the Han Dynasty, and the governor of the Jing'an Army during the Tang Dynasty."

Han Jiang stood up and gave a heavy gift: "The great-grandson was wrong, and he took back my original territory in China."

"Yeah." Qian Xunyi nodded calmly.

Lu You was a little confused and heard something.

It's Chinese, but why can't you understand it?

Qian Xunyi asked again: "How sure are you?"

"If you go back to Taigong, no. Bai Yulou, the commander of Leizhou, is still planning, and money, grain, arms, and Yinan City is already preparing for all its strength, but we do not have enough troops. Leizhou's troops are limited, and the troops of the tribes in Guangnan West Road are also limited. I heard that they have contacted the Niuhou clan, but even if they are added, they are not enough."

Qian Xunyi is not a master of military tactics, and he also knows that the number of people fighting in war is the number of people.

All this is impossible without sufficient troops.

Han Jiang continued: "I originally planned to go to Tanzhou and go south to Guangzhou first to see if I could convince Guangzhou to participate. This is also half and half the possibility, because the generals in the north can still be united, and the people in the south may not be able to talk to them. Leizhou is an alternative."

"Yeah." Qian Xunyi understood that there are struggles where there are people, and there are factions where there are people.

"Great-grandfather, that's why I wanted to infiltrate Guangzhou City as a commander of the Maritime Commission. Guangzhou is one of the core cities of trade with the South China Sea, but Guangzhou needs to turn it over first. Foreign merchants must be obedient in Guangzhou, and they are a little inflated."

Qian Xunyi shook his head: "You are wrong. Huang Chao killed 120,000 merchants in Guangzhou City. As long as you go to Guangzhou, they will understand that you must abide by the rules. Not following the rules at the moment is inaction by the yamen. How to make these officials in the yamen work with their hearts? Your Han family is willing. Doing evil means is traitor, and doing good is virtue."

Qian Xunyi didn't mind the way the Han family did things.

The Han family is like a sharp blade, which depends on who is holding it.

Han Jiang smiled helplessly and bitterly.

He wanted to Shenglong City, and Bai Yulou, the commander of Leizhou, wanted to do it, and his Xian family was also able to clean up the Yue area. However, his military preparations were insufficient and the troops were not strong enough. He could easily make small fuss and make small fuss, so he would have a big vote.

In the evening, Han Jiang prepared a small banquet. When he was drinking first, Qian Hao whispered in Han Jiang's ear.

After hearing this, Han Jiang stood up: "Taigong, teacher, I'll go out to do something."

"Si." Qian Xunyi nodded and signaled that Han Jiang could leave.

Han Jiang didn't even change her clothes, so she hurried to the dock.

Because Qian Hao told Han Jiang that Liu Zheng was back.

On the dock, Liu Zheng held his own hand on his own carriage. He was about to get on the carriage, but he saw a man walking quickly. Liu Zheng was so scared that he trembled and quickly got on the carriage and ordered: "Hurry, go quickly."

But he was still half a step slower.

Qian Kuan, who was beside Han Jiang, directly pulled the coachman down and jumped on to replace Liu Zheng's coachman.

Han Jiang got into the carriage.

"Jiang, Brother Jiang." Liu Zheng stuttered a little.

Han Jiang looked dark: "Luo Liu, what do you mean? At the critical moment, you even left your concubine and concubine son and escaped from Lin'an. Are you still the pure and honest one that the Supreme Emperor said, "Is it the mainstay of Liu Jiao, who is the true prime minister?"

"Hehe, hehe." Liu Zheng smiled awkwardly.

Yes, he was scared away.

And it's a double scare.

The first level is that he found that the Taihuang, Empress Dowager Cilie, and Han Tuozhou seemed to be preparing to skip the stage of appointing the crown prince and directly make Zhao Kuo the emperor.

The second level is that his son-in-law, Mr. Yu, was buried, and the things he did were obviously the major matter of scouting the house and beheading him.

He was so scared that he ran away.

I didn't dare to go back to my hometown, so I went to an old friend's place to stay.

It was not until Han Jiang sent someone to find him again and took Yu Gongzhu's letter to him that he returned to Lin'an.

Liu Zheng's original plan was to see Zhou Bida first, then Jingtong, then Xie Shenfu, and finally go to the Han family for a walk. After hearing enough news, he would feel at ease to go to the Han family.
Chapter completed!