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Chapter 93 Can Be Auspicious

Ye An told Wang Yuan and Wang Wen his thoughts. The two of them didn't know why, and looked at Ye An with sympathetic looks. In their opinion, Ye An's thoughts were too natural, and the more they gave to the people,

With hope, the result becomes even more unacceptable to them.

They seemed to see a man struggling with hope that did not exist.

What's the point of delaying for another half month?

There is only so much food in Yangcheng County, and it will be sold out in a month and a half. Unless food can be shipped during this time, it will be impossible to survive.

Wang Yuan smiled slightly and said: "My dear nephew, we have already experienced this. I have sent your "Book of Relief and Livelihood to the People" to Tokyo City, and it will be presented to the Queen Mother by the elders of the Wang family, and will be read by the officials! If you have the ability, you can solve it.

Due to this food shortage, the imperial court will definitely reward you generously..."

Wang Wen added: "Not only are there rewards from the imperial court, but the people of Yangcheng County and tens of thousands of victims will also remember it. Such a great merit of saving human life is not something that everyone encounters..."

Ye An shrugged his shoulders: "Why are you here, kid? As long as Yangcheng County can maintain its current appearance, food will arrive in two months!"

Wang Yuan and Wang Wen couldn't help but believe the striking words. Wang Yuan curiously said: "I wonder what I can do, little friend?"

A confident smile rippled on Ye An's face: "I brought some improved seeds from my hometown, and the master has returned to Guanzhong to lead people to plant them. Guanzhong has nearly 100 acres of farmland, and the yield per mu is three thousand kilograms!"

Wang Yuan suddenly trembled, while Wang Wen beside him was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Little friends, please don't entertain my uncle and nephew like this. I have never heard of a person who can produce a thousand kilograms of grain per mu, let alone three thousand."

catty!"

Ye An shook his head and said: "You will never make a joke about this matter, or do anything to honor the county master. Will you do this?"

Wang Wen didn't know Ye An's origin, but Wang Yuan had a deep conversation with Xuanchengzi. In his opinion, this kid was anything but simple and should come from a hidden clan.

It is difficult for future generations to imagine the prosperity and intensity of the secluded culture during the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Even Wang Yuan could only get a glimpse of it from books and classics.

From the things Ye An brought out, we can see that although he is a man from the Han family, he is by no means as simple as he seems.

Now that things have happened, Wang Yuan feels that with Ye An's "chicken thief" character, there might be something he hasn't brought out yet, and it might be Tongtian's means...

In Wang Yuan's view, Ye An must be from a certain family that has lived in seclusion in the mountains all year round. He has some unexplainable wealth in his hands. In the current peaceful and prosperous times, he is also thinking of leaving the mountain, so he let Ye An take the treasure with him.

Come out of the mountain.

Wang Yuan's imagination had reached its limit here. He looked at Ye And and said: "If my nephew really has something to save all people from the fire and water, then take it out. It will be auspicious!"

What is something that can produce a huge yield per mu if it is not auspicious?

Ye An smiled bitterly and scratched his head: "Mr. Yuanbo, the things have been planted. If you two don't believe it, you can go to Laojun Temple to find out. The master can support the boy's words!"

Ye An's words made Wang Yuan excited. Even after he said it, Wang Yuan couldn't help but not believe it. If it was true as Ye An said, then these grains would bring a whole new situation to the Song Dynasty!

Pulling Wang Wen who was still hesitating, he walked out the door. Wang Yuan and Wang Wen were different. Wang Wen only saw the current Yangcheng County, and at most he saw the famine in Henan Prefecture, but Wang Yuan saw more.

,farther.

Once the grain yield of more than 1,000 kilograms per mu appeared in the Song Dynasty, the meaning would be different, and it could even change the situation between the Song Dynasty and the Khitan.

No one understands the importance of food better than Wang Yuan, who has studied the Han Dynasty so thoroughly. As long as the Han Dynasty has enough food, it will be as stable as steel!

The government servants drove the bullock carts forward quickly on the dirt road. The victims who were building the canals widened their eyes in surprise. This was the first time they saw someone dare to drive the bullock carts so fast, and they didn't know how to cherish the power of animals...

Wang Yuan and Wang Wen were jolted around in the car. Ye An held on to the edge of the cart tightly and did not dare to let go. He was sitting on the back of the cart, and it was really bumpy.

Even so, Wang Yuan still kept urging the government servant who was driving the carriage, asking him to go faster and faster.

The scenery on the roadside was retreating rapidly, and the fields that Lao Jun was watching were right in front of him. What Wang Wen saw shocked him. Five hundred children were working in the fields with the farmers.

On the roadside were people repairing water power. A huge waterwheel had been erected. A strong man swung a mallet hard and hit the latch. Then the waterwheel slowly started turning, pumping the river water faster and faster.

Sent to the canal on the shore.

The water channel does not go directly to the fields, but leads to a large pond. It looks like it will take at least half a day to fill the pond.

Wang Yuan noticed that the location of the pond was very special, almost in the middle of Guan Tian.

There are hundreds of fertile fields, one area is fifteen acres, and the farmland in Laojunguan is more than 1,500 acres. It can be seen that there is still food in Laojunguan. This makes Wang Wen and Wang Yuan heave a sigh of relief. Just say

Mr. Dong Guanmiao, it is not a problem for Yangcheng County to submit for another two months.

In fact, Ye An just gave them reassurance. He knew before that why Xuan Chengzi was not anxious in the face of famine. It was because there was food in Laojun Temple!

Later, after I defrauded him, I found out that Zhongyue Temple, Laojun Temple and even Songshan Academy also had their own temple fields, temple fields, and courtyard fields! And the scale and number were not small!

Ye An felt that it was a pity that Sun Quanbin would not leave or take the food produced in these fields, otherwise the disaster in Henan Prefecture could be alleviated to a great extent.

The yamen servant jumped off the bullock cart and tied it to the wooden stake. Wang Wenwen and Ye An helped Wang Yuan, who was almost falling apart, to get out of the car. The bumpy road was really rough for a man of his age.

Farmers came over early to inquire. After learning that Wang Wen was the county magistrate of Yangcheng County, they invited him to rest in Zhuangzi, and at the same time called people to go to the Laojun Hall in Zhuangzi to inform Mr. Guanmiao.

Although it is a farm, it still looks like a farm, except that the main house in the middle has become the Laojun Hall, and a statue of Laojun is enshrined in the hall.

The villagers were a little surprised by the arrival of the county magistrate, but they were relieved immediately. After all, Mr. Guanmiao was conferred by the late emperor, and his status was very noble!

The county magistrate is not as good as the current manager. This principle is doomed in the hearts of the farmers.

Wang Wen coughed in embarrassment and said: "Old man, I came all the way to see that the water conservancy project was being repaired and a lot of victims were attracted. But what did Mr. Guanmiao say?"

The old farmer rubbed his dry hands and said: "Mr. Guanmiao said that this is the method of calming the people by his direct disciple Jingshen Taoist priest. He said that in the future this Jingshen Taoist priest will follow the path of literature and enter the court to worship the prime minister!

These canals were also made from his drawings, as was the waterwheel. Do you think he is very capable?"

Ye An's face was really embarrassed when he said Jing Shen one by one. Wang Yuan, who was standing next to him, stared at him with a half-smile but said, "This is the Jing Shen Taoist you call me!"

"Scare! I'm blind, you are the famous Yangcheng Yelang?!"

In the eyes of the simple old farmer, this is not a sarcasm, but an honorific. As for those arrangements that have been passed down, he automatically ignores them.

Soon Ye An, a disciple of Mr. Guanmiao, gained more respect, because he is likely to be the future master of Laojun Guan, or even the leader of the Shangqing Sect...

So the old farmer in Zhuangzi explained to Ye An in detail how this year's harvest was, how much had been paid to the granary belonging to Laojun Temple, how much his family had received, etc.


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