Zhao Kuan: "Putting aside the fight for land, I ask you, have you planted this year's spring wheat?"
"It's been planted, it's been planted," the village elder said, "How dare we miss the farming season?"
Zhao Kuan said: "That's good."
The village elder breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly arranged for Zhao Kuan to stay.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuan went out to see the wheat in the fields early the next morning without even eating, and even brought along all the villagers who came to watch the excitement.
The village elder's Kung Fu who caught a chicken just disappeared. He was so frightened that Zhao Kuan didn't even let Zhao Kuan kill the chicken, so he hurried after him.
It was difficult for the village elder to hide Zhao Kuan's secrets from him, let alone so many people.
One person has a strong desire to express himself in one sentence, and all the details are lost in an instant.
The whole village focused on the land at the border with the neighboring village. In order to compete for the land, they not only sent people to dig ditches and plant fences in the fields, but also fought.
No one actually sows all the wheat, let alone fertilizing the winter wheat.
When the village elder arrived, Zhao Kuan's face was already dark. When he saw the village elder, he immediately got angry and said, "Anyone who has no long-term worries must have short-term worries. I see that you have read into the dog's belly when you read, and you have lost all your food."
You don't have enough to eat, and you're about to die, and you're still thinking about the land distribution in more than ten years. If you can't grow food this year, it's hard to say whether you can survive until next year. You're still thinking about what will happen in more than ten years.
,idiot!"
The villagers hurriedly went to see the village elder, and their expressions were very uneasy. They all knew that Zhao Kuan was the governor, an official higher than the county magistrate, and they heard that he was the brother of the general.
No one dared to defend what he said. When the village elder knelt down to plead guilty, he followed suit and knelt down on the wet ground tremblingly.
Zhao Kuan was so angry that he turned around and left.
The village elder quickly got up and chased him. After a while, the village elder from the next village happened to bring someone over with a big hoe, and also lifted a big stone. He put it on the ground with a bang, and then said loudly: "Old man Yu, you
See clearly, use this as the boundary, from here to the east belongs to our village, and from here to the west belongs to your village!"
Zhao Kuan suddenly stopped and raised his head to look at him. He could no longer hold back his anger and waved his hand: "Go and bring him here!"
The guards immediately rushed forward.
When the villagers from the next village saw this, they immediately waved their hoes to hit people, "Old man Yu, you are cheating and inviting outsiders!"
"Bold, this is the governor!" The guard pulled out his knife and slashed the hoe, kicked him away, and pressed the knife on the opponent's neck, saying coldly: "If you dare to act rashly again, you will be killed without mercy!"
The villagers were shocked and quickly went to see the village elder.
The village elder had never seen Zhao Kuan, but Zhao Kuan was different from them at first glance. He quickly put down his hoe, waved his hand to tell the villagers not to move, and then ran forward.
Yu Cunlao had already knelt down first. Upon seeing this, Jiang Cunlao from the next village also knelt down.
Zhao Kuan stood in front of the two men and first asked Jiang Village Elder, "How many acres of spring wheat are still unplanted?"
Mr. Jiang Cun didn't think about it and whispered: "I'll just go back later."
Zhao Kuan sneered, "How many acres of your family are still under cultivation? This shouldn't be counted, right?"
Old Jiang Cun's heart trembled. He faced Zhao Kuan's anger as soon as he arrived. He was still a little confused for a moment, so he didn't dare to lie, "There are still three acres."
"You still have three acres, let alone other families?" Zhao Kuan sneered: "You are really far-sighted. You are giving up farming now just for the sake of a piece of land that I don't know if you will be allocated in more than ten years."
"Who told you that the land belongs to your two villages? All the land in the world belongs to the imperial court and the general! Apart from you, there are villages all over the country. In the future, there will be more and more people, and there will be new ones.
The village is here!”
"If they can work hard, pay taxes for the country, and save more food for their families, then they can feed their children better than you. If they have more children, it will be their turn to divide the land!" Zhao Kuan pointed at their noses and cursed.
, "You can't even finish planting spring wheat. You are thinking about what will happen more than ten years later, and you dare to lie to me! Let me tell you, if your grain output this year is lower than the average, you will have to serve me all winter!
"
Zhao Kuan said angrily: "If you two villages together delay the farming season and miss the harvest, you will all have to work for twenty days!"
When the villagers heard this, their faces instantly turned pale, and they knelt on the ground and did not dare to say a word.
Zhao Kuan said coldly: "Call your village chiefs here. The village elders of the two villages can't restrain the villagers, and they are delaying the farming time. Replace them all! The leader of the land fight will serve in the salt field for twenty years after the spring plowing.
God, use this as a warning to others!"
The two village elders fell to the ground softly, not daring to refute.
Zhao Kuan turned around and left.
When the district chief arrived, Zhao Kuan was already waiting on his horse, "Your Majesty, the County Lord has received the news and is coming this way. Do you think you should rest at home first and wait for the County Lord?"
"I won't wait for him," Zhao Kuan said calmly, because this matter was something the county magistrate occasionally mentioned in official documents. He was passing by because he was going to another county to solve the problem of bandit recruitment.
I thought it would be a big deal to encourage farmers to grow mulberry trees, so I came over to take a look.
Who knew the inner story of their fight for land was like this.
Zhao Kuan said: "As the head of the village, you should be more diligent and urge them to plant and fertilize in time to avoid missing the farming season."
Zhao Kuan asked: "You should read more of the almanacs handed out by the yamen. Don't display them as decorations in your home. It is best to preach them to the people more often."
The chief responded quickly.
Guo Pu hurriedly published an almanac before the end of the first lunar month. In fact, he made slight modifications based on the almanac of the previous dynasty based on the current celestial phenomena.
After Zhao Hanzhang got it, he immediately ordered the bookstore to print it very quickly. On the fourth day of February, he handed it over to the inn and sent it to various states and counties.
The prefectures and counties then distribute it to the lower counties. At the same time, they also print it themselves and then send it to the li chiefs and village elders.
At present, it is impossible to have an almanac for every household, but at least one village chief must have one in his hand. Some village elders have one. With the almanac, they can know the farming time.
But obviously, not everyone can understand the court's good intentions.
Zhao Kuan felt that it was still necessary for county magistrates to strengthen supervision.
Sun Linghui from the next state also realized this.
It turns out that what she thought was common sense is not understood by everyone. Most people in this world live in a confused way. Coupled with the war, many young people left today do not have the guidance of their elders. When to plant seeds, whether to weed first or fertilize first.
, they really don’t understand.
Many county magistrates don’t understand either.
Therefore, in order to encourage teachers to teach farmers and mulberry trees, Sun Linghui basically traveled outside and approved official documents on the road. In just twenty days, she lost a lot of weight. For the sake of good health, even if she was too tired and had no appetite, Sun Linghui forced herself to
Eating by herself, she sat in the thatched hut and looked at the drizzle outside. She sighed and said, "It seems that everyone not only needs almanacs, but also agricultural books."
Her historian said: "But most of the people are illiterate, and literate people rarely read agricultural books, right? Moreover, most of the existing agricultural books are lost, and it is really hard to find a print."
Sun Linghui said: "As long as it is annotated in the almanac, it does not need to be too complicated."
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