After the couple finished speaking, there was silence in the room.
Mrs. Xu has never seen her husband look like this since she married Song Guangyan. Even though he was framed and almost imprisoned before, he still retains some elegance and character.
But now...
This is a mistake. Are you embarrassed in front of her?
Mrs. Xu broke the silence and continued: "I see that Fengxia Village and our father are very familiar with the people in the government office. I came back... thinking that if I can make it in time, I might as well borrow their car and go there together."
The No. 1 scholar looked at his wife, pursed his lips, and seemed a little embarrassed. After a moment, he said, "Is it still too late?"
Song Guangyan was a scholar after all, so he couldn't do it even if he was asked to bite half a piece of wild vegetable pancake to chase the car, so after a quick meal, he asked Wang Da to get in the car and hit the road alone.
Mrs. Xu watched the mule cart leave at the end of the village. Thinking about what had just happened, she felt like laughing for some reason. When they arrived in Taozhou, everything was different from what they had imagined. Maybe they had come to the right place.
Although it snowed heavily, fortunately Fengxia Village was not far from Taozhou City, so Wang Da quickly found the government office.
Song Guangyan was stopped when he walked to the door of the Yamen Office, so he stepped forward to explain his purpose and handed the documents in his hand to the Yamen. Naturally, the Yamen did not dare to make the decision and wanted to go back to the second hall to report to Mr. Zhao. Zhao Xuejing happened to see this scene.
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Zhao Xuejing stepped forward and said: "That is Mr. Song's eldest son, the number one scholar in our Da Qi Dynasty, and he has an official status."
"You know him? That's good."
The yamen official was not a snob. He did not know Song Guangyan at all. Unlike Zhao Xuejing and others who were regular visitors to the yamen office, there was no need to question him when entering or leaving the yamen office.
But now that Zhao Xuejing was there, the Yamen let Song Guangyan in. After all, his father was still in the second hall.
Song Guangyan wanted to wait for Mr. Zhao to come out and hand over the official documents before mentioning anything else. However, when he walked outside the second hall, he heard a girl's voice coming from inside.
"The terrain of Taozhou is composed of plains and low mountains, high in the south and low in the north, like a basin. There is usually drought and little rain, so the annual crop harvest is not good. If you want to make improvements, you have to make early preparations."
"First re-examine the land that can be cultivated in Taozhou, cultivate crops according to local conditions, and set aside those lands that can be irrigated by canals and springs."
"As for those fields where irrigation is difficult, highland barley or beans must be planted. Only by calculating everything clearly can we know how many seeds to prepare and ensure orderly farming."
As Song Guangyan listened, he felt that these words were all key points, and he forgot to move forward for a moment. Zhao Xuejing, who was next to him, also stopped when he saw this.
Song Guangyan fell into thinking. Just like the girl said, spring plowing is not something you just talk about casually. It must be adapted to local conditions and flexible at any time. Otherwise, planting wheat and rice in dry places will only be a waste of manpower and material resources.
In many places, under the pretext of opening up wasteland, officials distributed seeds and allocated land at will. During the final autumn harvest, the grain harvested was only one-tenth of one-tenth. Officials were afraid of being punished by the court and blamed it on the people's neglect and unwillingness to contribute. Therefore, many farmers were punished.
Their own fertile farmland was deprived, or taxes were increased to atone for their sins, so that farmers became disgruntled at the idea of "opening up wasteland".
When he was in office, he also submitted a memorial, requesting the imperial court to vigorously open up wasteland, but the final result was a lot of complaints. Song Guangyan sighed, as expected, he could not do anything.
There were some unfamiliar words in what the girl said. What is "basin"?
In the room, Zhao Luoyang, Mr. Song, Zhao Xueli and others were sitting on one side, while Mr. Xie, Zhao Jingyun and the civil servants from the government office were sitting on the other side.
After Zhao Luoyang finished speaking, he looked at Mr. Song. In the eyes of others, he was like a student asking the teacher, how did he perform just now?
Mr. Song also reached out and stroked his beard, as if in response.
Xie Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this gentleman is really powerful, but it's a pity that he doesn't want to talk much on weekdays. He only wants to teach this female disciple many things.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said, "Now that the boss is done, it's time to do the serious things."
Shi Jiu responded: "The Number One Scholar is also here, but for some reason he hasn't entered the house yet."
Zhuangyuanlang looks a bit straitlaced, but the people committee is really good. He hasn't shown up yet, but luckily his charm comes first.
Zhao Luoyang glanced at the 8 points of charm given by the Number One Scholar. Scholars really know etiquette.
In fact, the real purpose of coming to the government office this time was to ask Mr. Xie for something. Spring plowing cost too much. Even if I got some money from those loyal to the Feng family, it would only be enough to make farm tools.
After the imperial relocation order was issued, some seeds were allocated to Taozhou. Unfortunately, the seeds were too single, with only highland barley, wheat and beans. Obviously these could not satisfy Taozhou's farming needs.
Zhao Jingyun looked at Xie Chen: "Sir, what do you think?"
Xie Chen nodded: "What the girl said makes sense."
When Zhao Jingyun heard this, he immediately clenched his little hands with a troubled look on his face: "I also feel that if we want to be effective, we must arrange it this way, but the government office has not prepared enough seeds."
Xie Chen's heart sank. Since he came to Taozhou, he has not been idle. The cases of Feng Antai and others have not been clarified yet, and the affairs of the village have not been clarified. However, Zhao Jingyun has been sending new questions non-stop. Could it be that the seeds are
Does he have to ask the court for it?
"Sir, in addition to grain, there is also alfalfa." Zhao Luoyang reminded from the side.
Zhao Jingyun immediately said: "Yes, I have forgotten. I promised the village before that we would plant alfalfa for spring plowing this year. I heard about alfalfa planting when I was in Beijing. I heard that some pastures have already started planting it. This is good.
Forage, we in Taozhou have never done anything for the village in all these years."
"I don't think this is right."
Zhao Xueli and others nodded.
Zhao Jingyun's face darkened: "They are all citizens of Daqi, and they are also registered with the imperial court. They also have to pay taxes to the imperial court every year. This time when the people moved to Taozhou, the village also provided them with work, but we have all done something for the village.
What? If the girl from the Zhao family hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that the stockade doesn't have enough forage every year, and they still have to take risks to get close to Xibo."
"If something goes wrong in the future because of this, what should we do?"
Zhao Jingyun's words again aroused Xie Chen's guilt towards the village. He wanted to do something for the village. He also promised the princess to stay in Taozhou and find out everything that the Feng family did in private.
Chu...
Xie Chen frowned.
Zhao Jingyun, Zhao Luoyang and others stopped saying anything and quietly waited for Mr. Xie's next words in tacit agreement.
Zhao Jingyun was already familiar with this process. The imperial court finally sent an imperial envoy to come. Now that such a big thing has happened in Taozhou, wouldn't it be stupid not to make a request at this time?
Don't underestimate Mr. Xie's errand. Mr. Xie's memorial will be of great use when sent back to the capital.
In short, Mr. Xie is like that... there will always be something if you squeeze it.
Xie Chen sighed: "I'll give it a try." He was acquainted with the officials of "Nonghuchang". He had accumulated a lot of favors in the court over the years, and there were colleagues who had the same aspirations as him. It was okay for him to ask them for help.
Zhao Luoyang familiarly took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Xie Chen: "Sir, this is the grain seed that Taozhou needs now. If there are newly bred seeds in farmers' farms that are suitable for Taozhou, please help me."
Want some."
Xie Chen took the paper and took a look, and couldn't help but take a breath. There were indeed a lot of seeds.
Moreover...the Zhao girl has prepared the paper a long time ago, which means that they have already thought about it, and he will definitely agree to help.
Even if you have this intention, you should cover it up. Isn’t it because he doesn’t deserve it?