Chapter 207 Yang Tinghe of the Wanjia family became a Buddha
The person who inspects Jiangxi Water Conservancy has a very special status.
He married His Majesty's sister, but his brother married Yang Tinghe's daughter.
In terms of status, he is a supreme consort. In terms of official position, although he is only a seventh-grade supervisory censor, and he is currently under the emperor's orders, he is also on an inspection tour of Jiangxi's water conservancy reconstruction mission.
Everyone murmured about his true position. Yu Chengye did not start from Nanchang Prefecture, but from Jianchang Prefecture, and first went to King Yi's vassal territory.
The grandson of King Yi Zhu Youbin now also has a sensitive identity: Zhu Houzhao's heir, King Rui Zhu Zaiyan.
Although his name has been changed, this King Rui is the grandson of King Yi after all.
After Yu Chengye arrived at Jianchang Mansion, he first visited Prince Yi's Mansion in the name of his clan relatives.
No one knows what he said when he entered the house.
But after he left Prince Yi's Mansion, he went to the countryside.
"Your Majesty is kind and loving to the people!" said the old farmer. "I heard that your Majesty only eats vegetables and tofu on weekdays. His clothes, shoes and hats are washed and worn only when they turn white and worn out. Your Majesty is virtuous. This talented son will prosper!"
Yu Chengye smiled and nodded: "Do you know when the two hundred hectares of fertile land in the Wangjun Terrace were given to King Yi?"
"Remember! That was five years ago in Hongzhi."
"Have you been managed by the county for so many years? The palace didn't send anyone to Cui Zheng?"
"They are all managed by the county! The prince never asks about these things, and his expenses are very simple."
Yu Chengye still smiled: "There is no shortage of water in Jiangxi, so why do I see you busy carrying water to the fields? Are you preparing to raise seedlings?"
"Ouch! Sir, do you still know about things in the fields?" The old farmer was a little surprised, "The rice seedlings are delicate, I can only pay more attention to them."
"How many fields have you rented and farmed at Wangjun Terrace?"
The old farmer hesitated for a while, and then said: "Little old man, I didn't rent any land in Wangjuntai, but only these nine acres of land in the bay."
Yu Chengye didn't point it out: "I see that although the terrain on the military platform is higher, there are water canals crisscrossing it. Why do you need to carry water to irrigate your field?"
"...Sir, what kind of official are you?" the old farmer asked hesitantly.
"I am the censor who came to Jiangxi to inspect water conservancy." Yu Chengye did not say his identity as the consort, "Old man, do you think it would be more convenient for you to use water here if the weir upstream of the river in front had two more openings? Don’t you have a son at home? I think it’s too hard for you to carry water alone.”
"Ouch! Master Yushi! That's Wangzhuang's water. How can I dare to fight for it? My Lord's good deeds and virtues will cost me my life! It's just a matter of running back and forth a few times to carry water. The old man has a weak body. Not bad. There are many rivers in Jiangxi, and we have to be on guard against Xia Xun every year. Although my son has gone to work to build river embankments, I can still take care of him!"
Yu Chengye continued to smile and said: "King Yi is benevolent and loves the people. If he saw that the people near Wangzhuang were working so hard, he would also take the initiative to make changes. Only two more small weirs will be opened. Unless there is a big disaster on Wangjun Platform, Drought, otherwise the crops would not be missed."
The old farmer looked at him and suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "If it can really be done, it would be great. With these few acres of thin farmland, I can harvest three to five bushels of more grain every year."
Yu Chengye helped him up: "It's all about river repair. This river repair matter will be in my charge this year. The old man might as well go back and discuss with Li Zheng and the fellow villagers to see if the water in your area can rise.
, how to repair it. Where to dig some pools, where to build a new weir. As for the lower reaches, there are many rivers in Jiangxi."
The old farmer's knees were off the ground, but he kept bending over for fear of soiling his clothes: "Young man, I must go back and talk about this good news with the villagers! I still don't know the surname of Mr. Qingtian, our Qujiawan
I will definitely build a shrine for you and burn incense every day."
"I was just ordered to do some errands. Last year, and the year before last, someone came to inspect the rivers and ditches, just for today. Your Majesty and Mr. Yang Ge are thinking of you. It is convenient to use water in your fields. Just cultivate the fields carefully."
"Ouch! The little old man forgot to kowtow to His Majesty a few times!" After saying that, he went to the north and knelt down, kowtowed a few more times, and wiped the corners of his eyes when he got up.
As for Mr. Yang Ge, how do the people in the countryside know what is going on in the court? Doesn’t Mr. Yang Ge also obey the emperor’s orders and run errands?
But in the eyes of the local magistrate, Yu Chengye's behavior meant that he really took action against Wangzhuang in Prince Yi's Mansion!
When Yu Chengye came to their side, his face changed to a calm and serious expression: "In this way, when the county magistrate came to take office, the weir had already been set up. For so many years in the county, the grain collected was based on the official land quota.
When the taxes came to collect, they did not follow the rule of dividing half of the grain set by the court, and the remaining grain was paid to the palace in full?"
Fang Zhixian was sweating on the back of his head: "Xia Guan took office a year and a half ago, and the county has indeed always done this. That weir was built after the military disaster in the 15th year of Zhengde. I heard that there was also a riot that year. If the prince-in-law wants
Check it out, I ordered you to search the archives in Jiageku for that year."
"No need." Yu Chengye said calmly, "My job is only to inspect water conservancy. As long as the county magistrate doesn't obstruct it, I don't have to dig out the old things."
Fang Zhixian repeatedly said yes, but his heart was extremely horrified.
When Emperor Zhengde fell into the water and became seriously ill, he was thinking that the son of King Yi would have a good chance of entering the capital and succeeding him, so his predecessor hurriedly flattered him to build weirs and block water, turning the 200 hectares of Wangjun Terrace into a real
A blessed place.
Now, Mr. Yang Ge has joined the Taibao as a cabinet minister, and the situation in Beijing is very scary. Although Yu Chengye is in love with His Majesty's sister, he actually attacks the clan so neatly!
Your Majesty's edict will always be spread throughout the countryside, and all the people will know that your Majesty's decree was requested by Mr. Yang Ge.
Fortunately for Jiangxi, after Ning Fan was eliminated, there were not many vassal kings in Jiangxi. Now there are huge waves in Huguang.
But even the water conservancy of the vassal prince's farmland was affected first. What about the other nobles, officials and gentry's farmland?
Shanxi does not have as many rivers and lakes as Jiangxi, and the situation in Shanxi is much worse.
Yang Zhixue, the governor of Shanxi, looked at the water patrol censor who came to Shanxi and just said: "In September of the 16th year of Zhengde, I was the governor of Datong. The feudal clan branches multiplied, and the regular tax of Datong Prefecture was no longer enough.
Fan Lu! Today's Shanxi, Datong Dynasty Fan, Taiyuan Jin Fan, Luzhou Shen Fan, is not just about water conservancy. If Shanxi wants to get the convenience of water conservancy, it will be useless to spend the two million taels of the imperial court in Shanxi!"
There is a border town in the north, where there is drought and little water. Now I go to Shanxi to inspect water conservancy. Isn't that a joke?
It was Yu Chengxun, Yu Chengye's brother, who came to Shanxi. He stared at Yang Zhixue and said: "Yang Futai was the governor of Datong first, and then he was appointed governor according to the old system. He should not be still in Shanxi."
Yang Zhixue narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Yu Chengxun.
"Futai was able to patrol Shanxi, three-thirds because of Yang Zhitai's recommendation, three-thirds because of the love of the border people, and four-thirds because the imperial court trusted Futai."
Yang Zhixue's eyes sparkled: "His Majesty has great trust, and Zhixue is always grateful for it."
"Although Shanxi is dry and rainless, there is still room for improvement in water conservancy at the Fenshui and other valleys." Yu Chengxun saluted him, "Shanxi provides more than 10% of the world's grain with its barren land, and the court has never forgotten it.
Chengxun's coming here will not make it difficult for Futai, but he will have a feat that will shine through the ages."
Yang Zhixue talks about Your Majesty, and he talks about the imperial court.
This made Yang Zhixue feel even more vigilant after hearing the so-called achievements that lasted through the ages.
Yang Tinghe's son-in-law, what does this mean?
Yu Chengxun continued: "After His Majesty established Huang Ming Ji, he always asked Huang Ming Ji to pay attention to overseas species and rare treasures during sea trade. After the change of Yuan Dynasty, Huang Ming Ji presented several overseas grain species. His Majesty set up the Wanfa Museum and invited old farmers to make offerings.
It has been two years since I tried planting it in Huangzhuang. Now, following the principles of things, I have begun to get the method. There is one thing that can be planted on dry land, and the yield per mu can be more than two thousand kilograms. Your Majesty expresses his gratitude to Mr. Yang Ge for cutting Huangzhuang Huangzhuang.
Please write down the Emperor Mingji when you shop, and ask Mr. Yang Ge to give it the name Yangshu."
"...More than two thousand kilograms? Yield per mu? Dry land?" Yang Zhixue stood up suddenly,
Then... wait: "Yangshu?"
"The Ocean of the South."
Yang Zhixue looked at him with complicated emotions: So what's the difference?
But if this statement is true, it is indeed an achievement that will shine through the ages!
It was His Majesty and Mr. Yang Ge, so Yang Zhixue didn't know whether he should ask or not.
Why is the situation in the imperial court so complicated?
Yu Chengxun continued: "Chengxun has brought more than 8,000 kilograms of seeds of this thing, and there are three people in the Wanfa Hall to worship it. It is unbelievable how easy it is to plant it. You can actually plant it on a pole and get the fruit easily. Chengxun knows
Futai has doubts in his heart, but I wonder if this thing can alleviate the difficulties of Shanxi and make the people of Shanxi have enough food? This kind of good governance is not what Futai is willing to do?"
Yang Zhixue also found it incredible.
What is incredible to him is that Yang Tinghe has done so much good governance and won the hearts of the people all over the world. There is no turning back!
"I heard that your brother went to Jiangxi?"
"Chengye is the consort, and Jiangxi's water conservancy affairs are complicated. Chengye's responsibility is more difficult than Chengxun's." Yu Chengxun only said this.
"...I want to see those... foreign potato seeds first, and there are three Wanfa Pavilion enshrines."
"As it should be."
Yu Chengxun seems to be open and honest.
Yang Zhixue felt a little worried.
If it is really of this level of quality as he said, then Shanxi will not be short of food.
How much dry land is there in the world? Thinking about how many people would think of Yang Tinghe when talking about Yangshu, he felt that Yang Tinghe was crazy.
Do you dare to really give a name to this kind of meritorious deed, which is the same as giving birth to a Buddha among thousands of families?
Yang Zhixue now really wants to write a letter to Yang Yiqing and ask him something frankly.
The center is so weird!
Yang Tinghe is like this, doesn't Yang Yiqing, the tripartite leader, have any reaction?
He is an old minister who was recalled by His Majesty just after he ascended the throne!
At this time, Yang Yiqing was stepping up his inspections.
Beilu must have discovered the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty.
But he was really excited. He didn't expect that the emperor could set off such a trend in less than three years!