Brother Rong said coquettishly: "Thirteenth Master can ask some of the heads of the Huangzhuang Village to find out how the farmers in their villages grow rice and how to fertilize and fertilize."
"Don't show off, just say what you have to say." King Zhongshun said angrily.
"Since the Song Dynasty, farmers all over the world have known that rice needs to be bred and seedlings, and then divided into seedlings for transplanting. However, hundreds of years later, rice cultivation in the north is still not standardized, and transplanting is even more random. What's more, it is necessary to directly save the seedlings. The process of rice seedlings. In addition to dividing and transplanting rice seedlings, the methods of fertilization and fertilization in the southeast, northwest and other places are more chaotic and chaotic than the Eight Immortals crossing the sea."
Jia Rong chuckled and continued: "The agricultural book that I was thinking about before was to guide seedling cultivation, seedling division, transplantation and fertilization management. The only thing missing now is the fertilizer required for fertilization and fertilization."
King Zhongshun said: "Can't the manure of humans and animals that has been used for thousands of years be used?"
"It can be used, but the amount is not enough." Brother Rong sighed and said: "Your Majesty, does he know how many barrels of golden juice are shipped out of Dashenjing City every morning? What is its price? And do you know how many acres of land this golden juice can fertilize? Your Majesty, do you know? Do you know how many acres of cultivated land there are in Dayan now? How much gold juice is needed in a year to fertilize all the cultivated land."
"You are the only one who still wants to rely on me? I don't know how much gold juice is transported out of Shenjing City every day. This gold juice is enough to fertilize the villages outside the city. There are 1.1 million hectares of cultivated land in Dayan, but this king does not know. It’s clear.”
1.1 million hectares is 1.1 billion acres.
Jia Rong couldn't help rolling her eyes, complaining in her heart that you know there are more than one billion acres of farmland. He said: "There is naturally no shortage of human and animal manure fertilizers in the imperial villages, official lands and rural gentry fields in all provinces. Adding in the ash of rice straw, miscellaneous fertilizers, etc., it can barely meet the fertilizer needs of rice. But within the territory of Dayan, there are more than 10,000 hectares. The 40,000 hectares of land owned by emperors and gentry families are all the most fertile fields in Yan. The remaining 50,000 hectares of thin fields are in the hands of poor private farmers. The fields in their hands are thin and they don’t have enough fertilizer. How can they produce high yields? Food coming?”
When Brother Rong saw that King Zhongshun was silent, he said in a low voice: "Your Majesty doesn't want the farmers to be unable to grow food and have to sell their fields to the squires. There are enough acres of land for the squires in the world, which already accounts for 1.1 million hectares in Yan." It’s half of the cultivated land.”
"That's it." King Zhongshun glared at him. This boy was so presumptuous that he included the imperial land among the squire's acres. Although in a fundamental sense, Huangtian is indeed the private land of the gentry, and Huangtian also accounts for one-tenth of the total cultivated land in Dayan. But the Thirteenth Master is also a member of the royal family, and he eats food from the royal field.
He, King Zhongshun, was favored by the emperor. Of the more than 100,000 hectares of imperial land, their palace of King Zhongshun had nearly 10,000 hectares.
The Thirteenth Master said: "This matter will be reported to this king at the meeting."
When Jia Rong heard this, a smile appeared on her face and she said: "The people of the world will definitely remember the merits of the Thirteenth Master."
The Thirteenth Master snorted: "Although I know that Qaidam has a treasure, it is not easy to take back Qaidam."
It's not easy. This kind of thing is the most brutal. Only the one who wins can tell the terms. Jia Rong remembered the news about Zhungeer mentioned by King Beijing and said hurriedly: "The Thirteenth Master should be careful when he goes to the northwest. I heard that Zhungeer was helped by the Western red-haired ghost. He not only formed a musket and artillery unit, but also Replaced with new Western muskets."
"Shui Rong told you, right?" Thirteenth Master said calmly, "Shui Rong only knows one but not the other. Last year, Monan and Zhungeer had a conflict, and Monan Mongolia devoured them in the hands of Zhungeer. The loss of the new muskets. In this year, I, the Dayan craftsman, learned from this that I have independently developed a batch of more powerful muskets. Not to mention the Junger, they are not much different from the Eros."
"It seems that the boy is just worried." Brother Rong laughed sarcastically. Imitation is imitation, how can we learn about independent research and development from it? He pointed out: "Nowadays, the development of Western firearms is changing with each passing day. We, Dayan, should have more exchanges with the West. Otherwise, weapons will always lag behind those of the West. If one day, Westerners have evil intentions, we, Dayan, will suffer in the end. Yan people."
"When will the evil intentions of the Westerners subside?" King Zhongshun said gloomily, "The Westerners are behind this turmoil in Zhungeer."
""
Sure enough, King Zhongshun knew everything, but Jia Rong still couldn't figure out why the seclusion policy was implemented at this time since everything was clear. Jia Rong said: "Nowadays, Westerners invade Zhungeer from the West Sea to the west, and go east to the East China Sea and South China Sea to enter our Dayan to do business. But our Dayan knows very little about the West, and they don't even know how far their most powerful muskets have been developed at this time. Not sure."
"Do you still want to steal from foreigners?" King Zhongshun said calmly.
"If we can make Dayan stronger, it may not be impossible." Brother Rong laughed.
Unexpectedly, Thirteenth Master suddenly darkened his face. Suddenly, the whole room felt several degrees colder. It was the eyes of King Zhongshun, staring straight at him with cold eyes.
King Zhongshun said coldly: "Stop this idea and don't even think about it. The current closure of the ports in Jilongshan, Ningbo and other places is to prevent this from happening. If Western firearms flow into the people, it is known that it will cause a lot of turmoil. "
Ejiarong said sarcastically: "The Thirteenth Master asked for instructions now. He can second the Armed Forces Academy of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to study new weapons, and also send the children of the royal family and officials to the West."
"Shut up." King Zhongshun stood up suddenly, "You should go back."
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"Don't talk too much about things that are not your business, or you may get killed." Seeing that Jia Rong didn't want to leave, King Zhongshun snorted, rolled up his sleeves and left.
Jia Rong was stunned, feeling very miserable. Damn it, I was kindly reminding you, why did you get yourself killed?
Seeing that no one was in the room, he shook his head secretly and went back to his room.
Little did he know that King Zhongshun was also in extremely complicated mood regarding this matter. In fact, Jia Rong is not the only one in the world who can see clearly, but those who can see clearly are smart people, and smart people know best what to say and what not to say.
Nowadays, the Armed Forces Academy of the Ministry of Internal Affairs has been copying weapons privately, but there are differences between them and Western-style craftsmanship, but no one dares to tell Emperor Xiande about these things. How could the Heavenly Kingdom lag behind the barbarians? This is not allowed.
Not to mention sending the children of royal families and officials to the West. If anyone dares to say this, not to mention the current rage, all the officials in the court will be in trouble.
That night, the group stayed overnight in Wuqing County.
Duan Yu came to Brother Rong with a smile.
"You deserve to be scolded by the prince for your bad words." Duan Yu gloated, "Fortunately, Brother Rong said this in front of the prince. If other people had listened, I'm afraid that Brother Rong would have had an official position and title. There’s no guarantee.”
Jia Rong looked at Duan Yu suspiciously and said, "Did the Thirteenth Master ask Brother Yu to persuade me?"
The smile on Duan Yu's face faltered, and she curled her lips and said, "Why are you so smart sometimes and so stupid sometimes? Since you are such a smart person, you can guess that it was Master Thirteen who called me here, why did you say so stupidly? That matter, isn’t this making yourself unhappy?”
After all, King Zhongshun still loves us. Brother Rong felt warm in his heart and said with a smile: "I only dare to say this to the Thirteenth Master. If there is another person present, I will not mention it."
Duan Yu said angrily: "It's good to know. Your Majesty was still worried that you were unhappy, so he asked me to come over and have a look. That means Thirteenth Master is so kind that if it had been someone else, he would have taken you and sent you to the palace to punish you for your evil speech. The crime of confusing the public."
Brother Rong chuckled.
Duan Yu was even more unhappy and snorted: "Why didn't you go to Wanhua Tower a few days ago? Let us brothers wait."
"Next time, when Brother Yu returns in triumph, I will definitely invite the brothers to Wanhua Tower to have a good time."
Duan Yu said: "But you said so."
"Definitely, I guarantee it with my personality, I will definitely do it next time." Brother Rong said seriously.
Duan Yu looked at him doubtfully for a long time before he nodded and believed. "Since you're fine, let's go back and report to the Thirteenth Master."
"Brother Yu, please stay here. Let me pass a message to Master Thirteen on behalf of my brother. I still think Master Thirteen can consider it."
"Don't say it, my ears are blocked and I can't hear anything." When Duan Yu heard that Jia Rong was going to talk about Western things, he ran away quickly.
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I haven't said what it is yet.
sigh.
Brother Rong couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
The second day.
Jia Rong was called up early in the morning, and together with King Zhongshun, University Scholar Shu Bole and others, they swam up the Qinghe River from Wuqing to patrol the river to see the project. Jia Rong spent a full day on the carriage.
Fortunately it's not riding a horse. Brother Rong suspected that if he had been riding horses all day, his body would have fallen apart. However, he was not feeling well now. He returned to Ningguo Mansion in a carriage. Uncle Rong didn't want to say a word.
A strong sense of fatigue settled over his head.
"Is Uncle Xiao Rong back?" In the evening, Su Yun, the maid from Grandma Zhu's courtyard, came to ask.
Uncle Rong, who was resting on Qin Keqing's lap, got up immediately when he heard the noise outside. He murmured in his mouth, "What are these things that make people uneasy all day long?"
Qin Keqing smiled and said: "It's not like I don't know the situation in the two mansions. There are thousands of people coming and going between the two mansions and the other courtyards. When did all the big and small things stop?"
Brother Rong said: "I know our Grandma Rong has worked hard, come on, give us a reward as a reward."
Grandma Rong was secretly kissed and her face was as red as an apple. He glared at Uncle Rong and said angrily: "I don't know how to be ashamed. The maids are all watching in the room. The uncle is resting inside for now. I'll go out first to see what happened to which family."
"Which other family can behave like this? There are only two people in the courtyard who can behave like this. One is the mandarin duck from the old lady's courtyard in Xifu, and the other is the maids in Aunt Zhu's courtyard. The maids from other courtyards come over, How could you meet someone like this? Of course, the maids from the two wives of the West Mansion never come here alone."
Uncle Rong curled his lips and said.
"Young Master is still in the mansion, but he knows the maids in the two mansions very well."
"Don't look at me like that." Uncle Rong shrugged, "If you can let the maid come alone to invite you, you must have something serious to do. When other people come over, they are always surrounded by each other. A few young people have nothing serious to do, so The only ones left are the old lady and Aunt Zhu."
"It should be from Aunt Zhu's house." After Qin Keqing said this, Xiangling opened the curtain and left the inner room.
Uncle Rong said to Xiang Ling: "Ling'er, come here quickly and rub your uncle's head."
Xiao Xiangling blushed and glanced at Que'er next to her and the little maid behind her. She asked: "Is it right here?"
Uncle Rong lay down, opened his mouth and yawned, then closed his eyes and waited and said, "That's it, do you want to change rooms?"
Xiang Ling hesitated for a while, then slowly walked towards Uncle Rong under the puzzled eyes of Xiao Que'er and the maid beside her. She walked up to Uncle Rong, stretched out her white and tender little hands, and slowly untied Uncle Rong's clothes.
Uncle Rong, who was closing his eyes and concentrating, felt his belt being untied and a small hand undressing him. Uncle Rong suddenly woke up, sat up and saw Xiang Ling's face and ears red, and continued to take off his clothes.
"Ling'er, what are you doing?"
Xiangling replied naively: "Didn't the uncle ask Ling'er to help rub his head?"
"Yes." Uncle Rong was also dumbfounded and asked doubtfully: "Why do you need to take off your clothes to rub your head?"
All the little maids in the room were also curious. Only the little maid had a strange look in her eyes, and at the same time she was grinning down at the corner of her mouth, which was extremely weird.
Xiangling asked doubtfully: "Is it because of the clothes?"
"This" Uncle Rong thought for a moment and felt that this was a very constructive question. I also wondered in my heart: "Can't I wear clothes and rub it?"
Han Xiangling blushed and replied cautiously: "Ling'er is worried."
"Huh? Worry, what are you worried about?" Uncle Rong was completely confused by Xiang Ling's words. What on earth is going on in this world? I had only been away for two days. When I returned to the Taoist mansion, why couldn't I keep up with Xiang Ling's rhythm?
"Ling'er is worried about not being sure."
"What are you unsure about?"
"I just can't hold it. It's hard to hold it through my clothes." Xiangling said softly, with aggrieved emotions written on her face. She added: "Master, you'd better take off all your clothes."
"etc."
Jia Rong watched Xiang Ling's hands come over and saw her eyes looking somewhere. Zai Lianhe's face turned red, and Uncle Rong understood. Good guy, it turns out that is the head that Xiangling understands.
He wanted to cry but had no tears. What was this girl thinking? I didn't want her to rub her. Uncle Rong said dullly: "Forget it, if Ling'er wants to rub it, I'll let you rub it to your heart's content tonight."
Xiao Queer, who was watching the whole process next to him, puffed out, then suppressed his laughter, and shook his shoulders so fast that he burst into tears.
Xiangling, who was missing a muscle, didn't know what was going on. When she saw Uncle Rong, he put on his belt again and straightened his clothes. Only then did she finally realize that the head he was talking about meant the head above.
Listening to Xiao Que'er's uncontrollable laughter, Xiang Ling'er's face turned red with shame, and she lowered her head to look at the high mountains.
Uncle Rong also glared at the unruly little bird. Seeing how her whole body was shaking when she smiled, I couldn't help but pierce: "No matter how much you shake, you can only shake your shoulders, and there will still be no movement in other places."
"Well" Xiaoque'er didn't expect that the flames of war would come to her, so she was stunned for a moment and stopped laughing.
Then looking at Xiangling next to her looking down at the mountain, Xiaoqueer also looked down.
There is nothing, just a panoramic view of the plains as far as the eye can see.
At the right time, Qin Keqing came over to call Uncle Rong out and said, "It's Miss Suyun from Auntie's Courtyard who came to see the uncle and asked him to come to the West Mansion." (To be continued)
