The group finally arrived safely in Tongyuan County outside the capital.
Looking at the newly yellow wheat on the field ridge, I was a little stunned. Is wheat grown in summer?
Then he came back to his senses and laughed at himself for being so rare. There is no such crop as corn now, and the capital is located in the north, so it is not unacceptable to have wheat at this time.
The land in ancient times was not as fertile as in later generations. Plants were planted in spring, grown in summer, harvested in autumn, and stored in winter.
Dalong only plows once a year in the north, just following this rule.
Coupled with the lack of nutrients in the land, it would be good to grow like this.
Even in places with warm weather in the south, the fertile rice fields that can be grown for two seasons are monopolized by the family Dazu.
Even the abandoned fields were all snatched up. People depended on food, and land was food. Old Man An spent his whole life fishing for a living, and even when he died, he did not leave half an acre of land for An Gouer and An An and his brother and sister.
Young Master Liu was particularly curious. With the ability of ancient landlords, gentry, and aristocratic families to annex land, the common people should have run out of farmland long ago. It was a miracle that Dalong could persist for more than six hundred years.
As an official of the Ministry of Household Affairs, the Ministry of Household Affairs is in charge of things like food and land, but I don't seem to have found any special dragon laws that take care of the people.
The wealthy gentry still owned countless fertile lands, and the common people managed to make ends meet by holding on to one-third of an acre of land. However, Dalong managed to persevere. Although there were civil unrest, no major incidents of rebellion or rebellion occurred.
As for the White Lotus Sect, Young Master Liu sneered. Qinglian had already told him about the crazy siege of the White Lotus Sect in the past.
Although Dalong is not at its peak now, the White Lotus Sect's attempt to rebel is tantamount to using a mantis' arm as a chariot.
As long as there is no support from a large number of people, the White Lotus Sect is nothing more than a grasshopper in the autumn.
The reason why Li Zheng did not annihilate the White Lotus Sect was because the Turks and the Jin Kingdom were eyeing the north, and it was difficult to divide their troops to encircle and suppress them. Li Zheng had no hope of relying on the government soldiers who had to work hard.
Now that business is open, there won't be any large-scale national war within a year or two. Any one of the six northern Xinjiang guards that is freed up can make the White Lotus Sect miserable.
Border troops, there is no day when their swords lick blood, and their combat effectiveness cannot be compared to that of the cluttered soldiers.
"Young Master, this is Mr. Cheng, the magistrate of Tongyuan County, and this is Old Shi, the old man from Dashi Village!"
Young Master Liu was awakened by Fu Shan, the old butler, who was feeling the fragrance of the wheat fields.
"I will see Uncle Tongyuan."
"Old Shi Laowu from Dashi Village pays homage to Sir Sir!"
"Don't be too polite. Don't be too polite. Sir, you should know the meaning of my visit this time!"
"Back to Uncle Tongyuan, I already know that this Shi Laowu is one of the village elders in Dashi Village, and I have also found him for Uncle Tongyuan!"
"Thank you for your work. Your Majesty Cheng is busy with government affairs, so I won't bother you. A small gift is not a sign of respect, so please accept it with a smile, Mr. Cheng!"
Magistrate Tongyuan looked at the fifty taels of silver notes in his hand and hurriedly put them away: "Thank you very much, Uncle Tongyuan. I will resign and won't disturb Uncle Tongyuan on his official duties.
"Go slowly, please!"
As the Tongyuan County Magistrate drove away, Shi Laowu suddenly became cautious and did not dare to look up at Liu Mingzhi and his party, especially the eight or nine carriages not far away from them.
"Old man!"
"Hey... Sir, I beg you, old man, please give me a few more days. The autumn grain has not yet fallen, and if Sir collects rent at this time, the people of Dashi Village will starve to death!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Shi Laowu, who was kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, a little startled. When did he say he wanted to collect rent?
"Old Niu, an old man from Woniu Village, pays homage to the Lord. Sir, please give me some grace. We really don't have any extra food at home!"
"Old Wu from Lianhua'ao Township pays homage to Sir Alex and asks Sir to have some grace!"
"..."
When Liu Mingzhi was stunned, several more sixty-year-old men came from nowhere and knelt in front of him without saying anything. He was a little confused for a moment. How many years would his life be shortened?
"Old people, please get up quickly. Don't be like this. The younger generation can't bear these big bows from you!"
Liu Mingzhi wanted to help these old men, but they were unmoved and continued to kneel on the ground with their heads on the ground.
"Old man, please tell me, what about collecting rent? I don't even know what's going on. You kneel down to me as soon as it comes. How can I bear it when I'm only twenty years old?"
Wen Renzheng murmured at the bullock cart not far away: "I misunderstood, I thought you wanted to collect the rent in advance. You are the lord of thousands of households in the city. These people are all village elders from the big villages in Tongyuan County. According to the law, I have to pay you food!"
"So that's it!"
"Old people, please get up quickly. I'm not here to collect rent. Don't worry. I've come to see you this time to ask for something!"
The village elders who were kneeling on the ground looked at each other and slowly stood up, but still did not dare to look into Young Master Liu's eyes.
Several old men in their sixties looked at Liu Mingzhi anxiously: "Sir, is it true that he doesn't collect rent in advance?"
"I won't accept it, I promise I won't accept it!"
Liu Mingzhi reassured several people before they believed him.
Shi Laowu said to Old Man Niu: "Brother Niu, hurry up and send someone back to tell the villagers that there is no need to hide the food. The Lord is not here to collect rent!"
"Okay, okay, old man, go right now!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Shi Laowu and the others awkwardly, is it really okay for you to speak so unscrupulously in front of me?
But I didn't mind, it just shows that these people are a little bit naive, but they are not bad at heart, they are a bit too simple.
"Old man, how is the food growing this year? Is it a good harvest year?"
Shi Laowu and the others looked back at the wheat fields that were growing happily, their old and withered faces filled with relief.
"Your Majesty is benevolent and your Lordship is benevolent and righteous. God is also open-minded. The weather has always been smooth since we planted the grain. As long as there are no problems in the future, we will definitely have a bumper harvest this year."
"Okay, let me first congratulate a few elderly people in advance on their abundant grains!"
"Thank you sir!"
"Thank you sir!"
"............"
"Don't be too polite. Don't be too polite. I will also benefit from your harvest. Our hearts are the same!"
Several old people looked at each other, and the eldest Shi Laowu finally spoke: "Sir, I dare to ask, what did the Lord do when he came to Tongyuan County other than to collect rent?"
"It also has something to do with food, and it also has something to do with you."
"this......."
"Liu Song, Han Zhong, you wait here, I will follow the old man and walk around with all the elderly people!"
"Follow the order!"
"Old man, I'm very curious about farming. How about you help me and the elders in my family take me around the fields?"
Shi Laowu and the others looked at each other with worried expressions. They really couldn't figure out what the lord wanted to do, but they didn't dare to refuse.
He nodded slightly reluctantly: "Sir, this old man, please come here. The old man will lead you."
Young Master Liu staggered half of his body and looked teasingly at Wen Renzheng, who was wearing a Confucian shirt and looking at the wheat field infatuatedly: "Old man, please, please, move more and ventilate!"
Wen Renzheng rarely blushed: "Get out!"
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I didn't receive anything today, guaranteed.
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