"Regardless of whether you have planted it before, as long as you take it, the people from the government will teach you how to plant it." Yang Zheng held up the sweet potato seedlings and said what Meng Changqing taught him, "As long as you take good care of this thing, one acre will be enough." A year’s worth of food for a family.”
"Master Yang, my family still has two acres of open space. Give me some."
Someone asked the speaker, "Why do you still have room in your house?"
"I just arranged a marriage for my child some time ago. I don't have enough money to buy soybeans."
Someone in the crowd asked the key point: "Mr. Yang, is this thing given free of charge by the government?"
"What good things are you thinking of!" Yang Zheng said, "This is given to you by the government on credit. During the autumn harvest, you will have to pay back 30% to the county government based on the harvest of your fields."
"You only need 30% of the money to grow this thing?"
Yang Zheng: "If you hadn't met a good official, how could there be such a good thing in the world?"
Behind the crowd, Shu Erhua listened and hurried home to report the news.
When Wang Lamei heard about the free credit, she immediately put down her bowls and chopsticks and squeezed into the crowd to grab the sweet potato seedlings.
Meng Changqing stood at the side entrance of the back office, looking at the crowds of people gathered in the open space.
Mrs. Wen noticed her standing posture and walked up to ask, "You don't even straighten your back, but are you tired?"
"Mother." Meng Changqing stood up quickly after hearing this.
"I accomplished what I wanted to do, so why don't you feel happy?" Wen asked.
Meng Changqing smiled reluctantly, and not far away Yang Zheng repeated loudly: "If you get it, plant it immediately, plant it immediately!"
"I'm worried that I will eventually become a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals." Meng Changqing helped Wen Shi walk into the house. "These sweet potato seedlings can be said to have been snatched from the fields of Yizhou people."
Although Wen didn't witness it with his own eyes, he could imagine what happened in Yizhou, "Shangguan said, the people bear the consequences. Since you say so, you must not have done well enough."
Wen Shi stared at the expression on Meng Changqing's face, "I don't advise you not to think too much this time. Only by thinking about everything thoroughly will you be able to avoid it next time."
"Yes." Meng Changqing helped the person to a chair and sat down.
"Bafang told me that I don't know what you sent to the prefect of Yizhou."
"It was a gold cake given by the emperor during the Mid-Autumn Festival a few years ago." Meng Changqing said, "Regardless of the craftsmanship, the gold cake is very valuable just because of its weight."
"Why do you give me something like this when we first meet him?" Wen asked, "You really can't stand the prefect?"
"Of course I can't stand corrupt officials." Meng Changqing said, "You also said that this is the first time I have dealt with Mr. Yang, and he dared to accept such a valuable thing.
Maybe this is his fate. "
Wen pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Sit down and talk.
Remember what you said on the way to Liangzhou? "
Wen Shi looked at Meng Changqing funny, "You also plan to be a corrupt official, but there is really no place for corruption in Beishan County.
When you ask him to help you, it doesn't matter who he is. If he accomplishes what you ask him to do, then he has nothing to do with you. "
"I was wrong." Meng Changqing admitted his mistake simply.
"Go and do your business. No matter whether it is right or wrong, you have already done it. It is useless to regret it." Wenshi understood her, she had been smart since she was a child.
But such a person is often more likely to get into trouble because she always believes that she is right and is always too arbitrary in her judgments of others.
She is bound to suffer.
Fortunately, this child is not a stubborn person and will always change his mind after suffering a loss.
In early May, people in Beishan County finished planting soybeans and planted sweet potatoes.
The fields are plowed, fertilized and planted.
The people had no time to relax.
Meng Changqing's county government maintains more than a hundred people. Except for those who patrol and guard, the others basically have to go to the fields during the day.
Some of them are somewhat complaining.
Soldiers who used to join the military camp are now pulling plows on the fields. What is the difference between farming here and farming at home?
Not only was the current situation not as good as when he was in the camp, but when he followed the magistrate to resist the Yan army, he received no more rewards than when he was in the military camp.
So why do you go to all this trouble?
"Captain, please be considerate of me. Look at the blisters on my hands and let me go on patrol with you."
Meng Changqing had just entered the front office, and before he had walked a few steps, he heard someone hiding behind the corner talking.
"You're used to holding knives, but you still can't hold a hoe?" This was Zhang Yuan's voice.
Meng Changqing liked to listen to the corner, so he simply walked lightly and leaned over to listen to what they had to say.
"Holding a knife is different from holding a hoe. Before I joined the army, I didn't do much farm work at home." After the man finished speaking, Meng Changqing heard the sound of copper plates colliding, "Captain, I really can't stand it any longer." .”
I don’t know if Zhang Yuan reached out to take the copper coins, but I just heard him say: “If you don’t do it, someone will do it.”
"Yes, yes, I know." Then the sound of taking out coins was heard again.
"Okay, I'll go talk to Mr. Meng and see if I can transfer you directly."
Meng Changqing held up the wall, guessing how much the man paid?
"You must say something nice to me..."
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind the corner, Meng Changqing slipped away in a few big steps.
Not long after she sat down in the study in front, Zhang Yuan came in as expected.
"Captain Zhang." Meng Changqing pretended that he had not heard the conversation just now, "Is something wrong?"
"I want to tell you something." Zhang Yuan said, "More and more fields are being reclaimed in the county, and people are traveling farther and farther away. I was wondering if you could give me two more people. .”
Meng Changqing said: "The fields are not the focus when patrolling. Just patrol the streets on the east and west sides of the county government office and take a look at the public facilities."
After she finished speaking, seeing that Zhang Yuan refused to leave, she asked again, "Does Colonel Zhang have anything else to do?"
"Master Meng, to be honest with you, I don't trust the first two hundred people. Master Wei also said that most of them are sinners, so there is no guarantee that they have any bad intentions, so I want to keep a close eye on them. "
"Oh, that's it. Lieutenant Zhang has good intentions, but they won't go on a rampage and kill people in the fields." Meng Changqing refused to let go.
Zhang Yuan hesitated for a while, but when he saw that it didn't make sense, he had to give up.
Meng Changqing wanted to see how he would explain to the person who gave it to him, but the next morning she saw that one of the people on patrol had been replaced.
She deliberately approached the person who was replaced and asked, "If I remember correctly, your surname is Feng?"
"Yes." Xiao Feng stopped and saluted Meng Changqing, "What are your orders, sir?"
"Why did you come to farm today?"
Xiao Feng had an expression on his face that he didn't dare to say what he wanted to say, but in the end he could only say this: "Colonel Zhang arranged it this way."
"I thought you wanted to farm on your own." Meng Changqing scooped up a few ladles of water and poured it on the sweet potato seedlings that had been planted recently.
Xiao Feng could only smile bitterly, "My family is farming, so I went to the military camp just to find a way out. Who would want to farm?"
(End of chapter)
