Time has entered May, and the farming in Yuanyang Mansion has been completed.
It can be said that wherever suitable for large-scale farming, seeds have been sown.
The sown land accounts for two-thirds of the cultivated land in Yuanyang Mansion, which is already the limit of sowing for the royal family.
The original cultivated land of Yuanyang Prefecture supported nearly 800,000 people in the prefecture.
In other words, this two-thirds of the land is enough to support more than 500,000 people, but the total number of soldiers and civilians of Yuanyang Prefecture is less than 80,000.
It can be said that after this autumn's harvest, food issues will no longer be a problem.
Of course, whether it is spring plowing or autumn harvest, it is a torment for the people who work out of the city, and it is also a test of life and death.
Fortunately, everyone has already carried out the spring plowing, so the next task will be much easier.
Except for some young people who stayed to serve the crops, most people returned to the city.
But they are not resting when they return to the city. There is no food supply for them to rest. After all, they still have many production tasks.
Making ordnance, farm tools, digging ditches, repairing fortifications... these all require a lot of manpower.
But things are not absolute. For example, Jingdong County is still undergoing large-scale farming.
Just because there is too much arable land in Jingdong County and it is too far away from Yuanyang, the construction period has been extended.
Of course, although Jingdong’s construction period is longer, it has also entered the final stage.
"Master Zhu, this is the last piece of land. It will be over in three to five days at most!"
Looking at the people farming in the distance, Garrison Deputy Qianhu Tan Lu sighed: "I don't know how I got here these past two months!"
As a garrison with thousands of households, Tan Lu was responsible for the safety of all the people who went out of the city to farm.
He only had about 300 men under his command, and some of them had to be left to defend the county town. The number of troops he could send was very small.
But fortunately, after completing the entire spring plowing exam, Jingdong County handed in a qualified answer sheet.
"I haven't had a good night's sleep in the past few dozen days!" Zhu Ancai, the magistrate, picked up the kettle and said.
After drinking water to quench his thirst, Zhu Ancai said with a smile: "After these last few days, I will have a happy life!"
"Master Zhu has a peaceful life, it is really enviable!"
"How do you say this? Aren't you the same?" Zhu Ancai asked.
"It's really different. In the next few months, the palace will definitely use troops again!"
Hearing this, Zhu Ancai suddenly understood, and he also noticed the wind.
In fact, the reason is very simple. You can't allow others to snore and sleep on the side of the bed. At least the traitors in the north must be dealt with.
I only heard Zhu Ancai say: "You are stationed in Jingdong, even if we have to mobilize troops... I'm afraid we won't be able to use you!"
"It's hard to say..." Tan Lu frowned.
It was not that he was afraid of fighting, but that he simply felt tired and wanted to take a rest.
Not everyone is like Cui Xingan, who is always enthusiastic about his errands.
The two civil and military officials had their own thoughts, but the people who were working all had smiles on their faces.
They can go home and reunite with their wives and children in a few days. How can they be unhappy?
"Have you heard... Over there in Yuanyang, someone is about to lose their head again, and it is said that they are all soldiers!"
Someone raised his head, and immediately someone curious asked: "Soldiers? How could these people be beheaded?"
"It is said that the food was lost while transporting it. These people concealed it and almost killed hundreds of people!"
Someone immediately cursed: "You deserve to die!"
These young men working outside the city have to work hard every day, and they are also separated from their families for a long time. If they can't even eat well, they will definitely scold their mothers.
Wang Baokun and others lost food and made the Jiayou team hungry, which naturally aroused "public outrage" among the people of Jingdong.
"Your Majesty Mingjian, kill this person... Your Majesty still thinks of us!"
"That's for sure. The prince was chosen by God to save the world. He will definitely not watch us being bullied!"
While everyone was chatting, someone suddenly exclaimed: "Old He, Old He... what's wrong with you?"
Everyone turned around and looked over, only to see one person lying on the ground and several people surrounding him.
Could it be that he had heatstroke? Everyone thought so and didn't take it to heart.
After all, people always fall for this kind of thing from time to time, so it would be nice to take a break.
"What's going on?" The clerk in charge rushed over.
There are almost two hundred people in the team he manages. Any disturbance will make him nervous. After all, he is the first person responsible.
"Sir, it seems...it's not heat stroke!"
Juan walked forward quickly. Although he was not working, beads of sweat could still be seen on his forehead.
When he got closer, Juan saw that the man lying on the ground was struggling, foaming at the mouth but unable to speak.
"Everyone...get out of the way...be careful, he's been poisoned by corpse poison!" Juan shouted.
When I heard that it might be corpse poison, I immediately ran to the outside because it was like a spring.
The people who were farming around were all gathered around now, and they no longer wanted to work anymore.
The man on the ground was holding his stomach and kept flopping around, but the foam in his mouth did not continue to increase.
Everyone is holding the weapon and is ready to fight at any time. As long as it mutates, they will kill it immediately.
The movement happening here could easily alert the patrolling soldiers. At this moment, a small flag officer led the team over.
After lining up the crowd of onlookers, the flag officer walked into the circle.
Instructing the young men to retreat, Juan warned the little flag officer who stepped forward: "Sun Xiaoqi, you may have been poisoned by corpse poison. You must be careful!"
"You damn corpse poison, stop talking nonsense!" Sun Youcheng said angrily.
Sun Youcheng had killed many zombies and was familiar with what happened when zombies mutated, so he recognized at a glance that this was not mutating.
Walking forward, Sun Youcheng knelt down to check, and then thought for a moment: "It's not heat stroke!"
At this moment, the man struggling on the ground had fainted, and black shoes were dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Sun Youcheng patted the face of the man on the ground. After the latter showed no response, he reached out to sniff the man's breath.
"Dead!"
When Sun Youcheng gave this result, everyone present was stunned. A good person died?
"Sun Xiaoqi, is it true that you were poisoned by corpse poison?"
At this moment, Sun Youcheng was no longer sure, so he stood up and said to his subordinates: "Get ready, if it turns into a monster, just kill him!"
"yes!"
Next, the people working around were all separated by a long distance, for fear of causing chaos.
The people below were not working, so the two civil and military officials who were watching on the hillside couldn't help but come over to check on the situation.
Seeing Tan and Lu coming over, Sun Youcheng quickly stepped forward to salute.
"What's going on?"
"Sir, someone fell to the ground and died for unknown reasons... I thought he might have been poisoned by corpse, so I isolated the place!"
"Zhixian Zhu, do you want to go and see it together?"
"Walk!"
Although Zhu Ancai is a scholar, he has also developed a strong sense of courage during the more than half a year he has been in power in Jingdong.
"Walk……"
After the two men looked carefully, Tan Lu said: "It shouldn't be corpse poison!"
Zhu Ancai also nodded.
After repeated experiments and observations by the imperial doctors of the Good Medical Institute, the human characteristics of people infected with corpse poison have been clearly stated.
Since it's not corpse poison and it doesn't look like poisoning, what exactly is going on?
Just as everyone was thinking, someone next to them shouted: "My lord... fell down... two more!"
