The flat field is mottled with light and shadow, and two figures sit opposite each other on the road beside the wheat field. There are layers of waiters guarding the outside of the road.
"Our country, Zhao, has been blessed by God. There will be a great harvest of grain this year. The wheat harvest should be as high as one stone per mu this year." Zhao Tian replied truthfully.
Zhao Yong wanted to reform, and military reforms were inevitable, but agricultural reforms naturally could not be left behind.
However, Zhao Yong knew nothing about the agricultural system.
Without him, the unit conversion in this era is too different from that in later generations, and the calculation units in each vassal state are different.
As far as Zhao Yong knows, one acre in Zhao today is equivalent to one-third of an acre in later generations, which is about 200 square meters. One stone is equivalent to about seventy kilograms in later generations.
The statistical units are imprecise and confusing. No wonder the Qin State in later generations wanted to unify weights and measures.
After Zhao Yong heard what Zhao Tian said, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
What is the average wheat yield per mu in later generations? It weighs about 800 kilograms, which according to current units is only over 200 kilograms.
This year Zhao State can indeed be called a bumper harvest. Zhao Yong couldn't help but praise Zhao Tian: "The strategy of internal history management is indispensable."
Although various countries attach great importance to agricultural production, there are too few talents who are good at it.
"I don't dare to take credit, it all depends on the king's discernment." Zhao Tian replied humbly.
... Why did Zhao Tian's words sound a bit intriguing? Zhao Yong muttered in his heart.
Then Zhao Yong asked about the fundamental purpose of this trip: "I want to imitate the Qin State, reform farming, and reward farming wars. Does the internal history think that our Zhao State can do this?"
Zhao Tian is a middle-aged man in his early forties with dark skin. It should be that he has been exposed to the sun all year round, and the skin on his face looks a bit rough at this time. But his back was straight and his eyes were quite sharp. If you just look at his appearance, Zhao Tian doesn't have any aristocratic look at all.
But he is indeed a clan relative of the Zhao family and the direct descendant of Zhao Huanzi. In terms of seniority, Zhao Yong has to call him uncle.
If not, even if Zhao Tian is a great talent and has Zhao Yong's strong support behind him, he may not be able to hold this important position in internal history.
It was precisely because of Zhao Tian's aristocratic background that he knew how difficult it was to reform in Zhao State, and he even talked nonsense about such reform events that affected the vital interests of the nobles.
At this time, Zhao Tian frowned slightly after listening to his monarch's words, and replied cautiously, "The national policy of our country Zhao is not different from that of Qin. It may be difficult to implement the monarch's wish for reform."
In Zhao Tian's view, reform requires a strong leader who can act vigorously and resolutely. Although Zhao Yong had already won over most of the people of Zhao State at this time. But Zhao Yong is young after all, and some nobles may not be so easy to fool.
In fact, there is no need for Zhao Tian to tell him, Zhao Yong naturally knows that the reform is not easy to implement.
But what he wants now is not Zhao Tian's opinion, what he wants is Zhao Tian's attitude.
Zhao Yong emphasized again: "The internal history only needs to think whether it is feasible or not!"
Zhao Tian still didn't understand what the king meant at this time.
Zhao Tian couldn't help but be secretly shocked, but since he was promoted by Zhao Yong and was from the Zhao family, he could see the opportunity for Zhao to become rich and powerful, so he naturally intended to imitate Lord Shang.
"If the monarch insists on reform, I am willing to be the pioneer for the monarch." Zhao Tian suddenly stood up from the stool, leaned over and knelt down.
"Okay! With the internal history saying this, I can rest assured." Zhao Yong helped Zhao Tian up from the ground.
Zhao Yong's move was helpless. If Zhao Tian did not stand by his side, agricultural innovation would be difficult to achieve.
Yesterday morning, Zhao Yong had already tested the tone of the ministers. As he and Fei Yi had expected, the ministers' reactions were extremely strong.
Among them, the Zhao family reacted the most, and even his uncle Zhao Cheng, who had always supported him, remained silent.
Fortunately, Li Dui and Lou Huan, whom he considers to be his confidants, have always been on his side.
Zhao Yong had no choice but to give up temporarily. He understood that if there was no external pressure as a trigger, they might not be able to give in easily.
"I heard that the internal historian once studied at Jixia Academy in Qi State. I wonder which famous master he studied under?" Zhao Yong asked.
"I am not talented, so I obey the peasant hero Tian Yu." Zhao Tian replied, with some pride in his tone.
In fact, it is not surprising that Zhao Tian is like this. Although there are many disciples from the peasant family, only a few have gained the essence. As the direct disciple of the leader of the peasant family, even if he does not serve as an official in the Zhao Kingdom, he will definitely be a guest of the princes in other states.
"Oh? I have heard of the name of respected master for a long time." Zhao Yong first satisfied Zhao Tian's vanity, and then said slowly: "I wonder if the internal history has ever heard of the farming system?"
"Farming system? What kind of thing is that?"
"I met a strange farmer by chance in Daidi. After chatting with him, he learned that our country, Zhao, wanted to promote agricultural administration, so he passed on to me a set of innovative methods. I am not a person who is proficient in this way. I heard it from internal history. You can see if it is possible." Zhao Yong said.
"I am all ears!"
Zhao Yong's words had successfully aroused Zhao Tian's curiosity. Farming system? Tian Yu seemed to have never taught him this system.
"That strange man once said to me, 'The frontier of Zhao State is very vast. If you want to innovate without rashly conflicting with the nobles, you can first order the common people to cooperate with the garrison soldiers to garrison the fields in the unclaimed wasteland."
However, before Zhao Yong could finish speaking, Zhao Tian interrupted: "If the king really listens to what that strange man said, our Zhao country is in danger. Recruiting people by force may be counterproductive."
Zhao Yong waved his hand: "I was just like the internal history at that time, but later the strange man said, 'The Marquis of Zhao does not need to worry about it. The people who reclaim the wasteland, the Marquis of Zhao can exempt them from taxes on the new land and promise that they will not be bound by a military establishment. People who have been imprisoned can also be forced to move to wasteland. This is the method of reform through labor."
When Zhao Tian heard this, he already heard the brilliance of this farming system.
You must know that there was no labor reform in the past. If you committed a crime, you would either be imprisoned and waste food, or you would be beheaded directly.
Zhao Yong calmed down and said: "When the first wave of farming is completed, I think the common people will follow suit, and then forced recruitment can be changed to free recruitment.
If we expand the scale at that time, it will take a few years for Zhao to no longer have to worry about food shortages. At that time, the land of the nobles could also be commandeered and given some benefits through the new law. Presumably, they would not object. "
After Zhao Yong finished speaking, Zhao Tian was already a little confused.
Because this idea is too advanced, this is no longer an ordinary way of checks and balances, but a way of attacking the heart.
"I would like to ask your Majesty, what is the name of this strange man?" Zhao Tian paid his respects.
"I don't know either. After talking to me, this man rode an ox to the west." Zhao Yong waved his hand helplessly.
He can't say that this strange man is a fabrication.
Zhao Tian took a deep breath and said, "If our country, Zhao, reforms its agricultural administration with the farming system, our country, Zhao, will surely prosper."
As a boy from a farm family, he naturally knows the secrets.
Could this strange man be Master Tian? Then why did he secretly go to Daidi to spread the Dharma to the State of Zhao.
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