ps: Thank you for the blessings on the trees and the rewards for touching the skin of the glacier. There are many Taoist friends who voted for me. I really can’t list them all, so I will thank them all in the future.
The spring plowing in the 17th year of Jiajing was in full swing. When Zhao Ran came back from Changning Valley, people were hard at work sowing seeds in the fields. There was smoke from cooking in the village, and the sounds of cocks and dogs barking were endless. It was really a pastoral atmosphere.
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Rong Niang followed Zhao Ran, looking around curiously, asking a few childish questions from time to time, such as whether the seedlings will die if soaked in the water? For example, how can fish be raised when the water in the ditch is so turbid?
Live? Zhao Ran did not mean to joke or look down upon, and patiently answered each question one by one.
As the top leader of the Taoist sect and government in Junshan area, Zhao Ran was very ashamed of his "negligence". As soon as he came back, he immediately stepped into his role and took the mass line at the grassroots level. He chose one out of ten among the farmers.
One hundred households were selected and spent seven days visiting each one.
?No? Wrong? The questions asked were probably focused on several aspects: was last year's harvest good, how much was paid for the field rent, where did you rank in the village's "agricultural competition", and whether you received the same amount of land as you received.
The prizes corresponding to this time - the iron pots, clay pots and other items he asked shopkeeper Jin to order last year; how the field rent was paid, whether other taxes or miscellaneous money was paid in addition to the field rent, and the items issued by Junshan Temple
Whether it has been collected in full, and whether it has been deducted by the person handling it; how to use the surplus grain saved at home, what items are most wanted to exchange, and what price the merchants who come to Junshan to sell goods buy grain; what is this year's wish, do you think Junshan is still good?
What is missing……
Rong Niang patiently walked with Zhao Ran from house to house, watching him record these conversations on paper, and then gradually form some round or square shapes, and finally calculate some crooked characters, and finally couldn't help but ask: "
Are these things interesting?"
Zhao Ran pointed to the characters and graphics on the page and explained to Rong Niang: "About 80% of the people are full of hope and confidence in their lives this year, which shows that our policies are effective. Our efforts are in the right direction; 60% of the people are full of hope and confidence in their lives this year."
After deducting the land rent, the harvest can last until next year. 30% of the people can support it until the autumn harvest. There are still 10% of the people who are short of food. The reasons are complicated. You see, they are all listed in the table... It means that the purchase of food from outside this year cannot be stopped.
Come down. Well, from this I decided to build a granary as Junshan's strategic grain reserve. The inventory should be kept at least five thousand dan. From the price point of view, grain is still at a high level, followed by cotton cloth, and then farm tools. This is Junshan
The three issues that urgently need to be solved this year are also the focus of this year's agricultural work; 30% of the people mentioned one issue. There is no private school in Junshan, which is my negligence..."
Looking at the slightly tired Zhao Ran, Rong Niang felt a little pity in her heart. She thought for a while and said, "After I get the money from Dongfang, I will give it to you evenly. Is it enough?"
Zhao Ran nodded unceremoniously, and then shook his head: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness, but don't give it all to me. Keep some for yourself... Many things are not about money... You see, already
There are signs. In several villages, villagers have used large scales to collect grain when collecting land rent. Also, last year I purchased a batch of iron pots, clay pots and other prizes. Originally, they were distributed according to each family’s contribution.
The rewards are distributed according to different sizes, but in the actual distribution, there were two cases of charging low prices with high prices. Although it is inconspicuous, this sign is not good, and we must find a way to solve it from the system..."
Rong Niang said: "I just asked you if it was interesting. I wanted to say that you always put your mind on these trivial things. Will it delay your practice?"
Zhao Ran almost blurted out: These are the trivial things that I practice! Fortunately, he still has some sense and did not reveal his secrets because he was too familiar with it. However, he felt that he should also pave the way for the difference in his practice.
Then he said: "Rong Niang, it is said that Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things, Tao gives birth to all things, and there is a great way in all things. Don't underestimate these daily trivial matters. They are related to the people's livelihood, and there is something in them.
The most fundamental Dao. Cultivation is not just about absorbing spiritual power in the mountains. That is just one aspect. In addition to cultivating magic power, there is a more important aspect, which is our Taoist heart."
"The heart of the Tao? It is in harmony with the heaven and the earth, blending the virtual and the real. Isn't this the heart of the Tao?"
"It's true, but this is the ultimate goal of cultivating Taoism. So how to achieve this goal? Everyone has their own methods. My Tao is based on the trivial matters of these common people. This is the path I take. Others can learn from it.
If I don’t come, I won’t be able to learn from others.”
Rong Niang thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, I understand what you mean. Although it is different from mine, we reach the same goal by different paths?"
"Well, it seems that your understanding is quite strong. How about you? Are you interested in my teachings? Do you want to become a disciple? I can reluctantly accept you."
After Zhao Ran sorted out the data in his hand, he took Rong Niang to Shangxin Village at the western foot of Xiaojun Mountain. This was a newly opened settlement after the flood in Jiangyou County last year. Now 320 households have moved here.
Victims fleeing famine in Jiangyou County.
The village construction of Shangxin Village has been completed. Because the number of households is relatively large, the village was divided into about five settlements when it was built, distributed in a plum blossom shape, each one hundred feet apart, and separated by canals.
This place was originally a dense old forest, but now patches of new fields have been opened around it, roughly more than a thousand acres. The new immigrants are also busy in the fields. Thick rows of logs have been piled up in the northwest of Shangxin Village, forming a barrier.
It's very high, and there are several young children playing on it.
Zhao Ran introduced everything to Rong Niang: "These disaster victims fled here last autumn. Our Junshan Temple organized them to build homes and cultivate fields. Now we have a preliminary foundation. Of course, the cultivated fields are still not enough, and we need to continue
We will increase our efforts to develop this entire basin before spring plowing next year, which will total more than 5,000 acres... See those wood? We are planning to build a furniture workshop, and the masters have already invited more than ten people - over there
The big bamboo shed is the workshop, and the first batch of furniture are tables and chairs. However, after two days of research, we should still focus on agricultural tools. After the completion of this batch of tables and chairs, let the workshop rush to make farm tools. Of course, the iron
The head still needs to be outsourced..."
Rong Niang stared blankly at the hardworking people in the valley basin, then looked at Zhao Ran, speechless for a long time.
Compared with Shangxin Village, which has cultivated thousands of acres of land, Xiaxin Village was developed later and at a slower pace. It only has less than 500 acres so far. Zhao Ran is a little anxious about this. If he only has this little land, he will not be able to develop it this year.
Food supply in Xiaxin Village is definitely a big problem and will become a big burden for Junshan.
Zhao Ran immediately rushed to the cave of the Five Color Master in Xiaojun Mountain and called the Five Color Master out. Looking at the golden pheasant that was yawning, Zhao Ran became angry and said, "Master, I have only been out for a few days, and you are hiding.
Are you lazy? I told you that the new fields in the new village are being reclaimed slowly, so you are sleeping here?"
Master Wuse was not happy: "Giggle, you little Taoist priest, how could I be lazy? Giggle, who is this little girl? You still have the nerve to accuse me? You went out and hooked up with a little wife and came back, and you still have the nerve to blame me for not doing something right.
With all your heart?"
Rong Niang was angry: "Okay, what kind of monster are you, this big bird? What kind of nonsense are you talking about? What is hooking up?"
"Gee, the little girl has a bad temper...Gee, what big bird? This master is the colorful golden pheasant!"
The two men were at war with each other as they talked. One flapped his wings and wanted to rush over, "Teach you a lesson for this ungrateful girl." The other flew out of the sky with magic weapons and shouted, "Let you taste the power of this girl."
Zhao Ran's head is as big as a bucket.
Zhao Ran hurriedly comforted him, and finally managed to get the two to stop thinking about fighting. He threw the smoked leg given by the butcher to the five-color master, and sent the golden pheasant to Xiaxin Village to help, and then came back to his senses to comfort him.
Rong Niang.
However, Rong Niang was not very angry. Instead, she smiled and said: "Junior brother Zhao, I find your place is really interesting. Not only is there a stupid mangy donkey, but you also have a talking bird. It's interesting... but you
This beast you raise is not very obedient. I will stay for two more days before leaving, so that I can help you tame this bird..."
Just as he was talking, a white light flew from the sky. Zhao Ran took a copy of it in his hand, then put it on his forehead to look at it. He couldn't help but said with joy: "The masters are recruiting, and I can go back to Huayun Pavilion to practice for another month."
Rong Niang heard Zhao Ran talk about her apprenticeship at Huayun Hall on the way, but she didn't expect that it happened to be today, so she said unhappily: "Just go, I'm so happy, what's the matter?"
Zhao Ran smiled and said: "I'm different from you. It's rare to have a master... Senior brother gives me some advice. This is an opportunity and must be cherished. By the way, you should go back to Wuhou Mountain as soon as possible. I'll give you a few instructions when I go back to the temple.
Hit the road."
Rong Niang rolled her eyes: "You go to hell, I'll stay here a little longer and help you control this big bird until it becomes obedient!" (To be continued...)