"This spring sowing, Xizhou alone has as many as a thousand hectares of cotton fields!"

Bao Shou widened his eyes as he heard this: "One Thousand Alcohols!?"

This number is also a great number even if it is placed in his hometown Luzhou.

"Yes, in addition to cotton fields, there are also lands with similar numbers, planting alfalfa, soybeans, mung beans, barley, barley, etc...."

"Junhang's sect can earn hundreds of thousands of chunks by the end of this year just by growing cotton!"

Bao Shou listened and swallowed: "Hundreds of thousands of coins?"

"Yes!" You Shixiong said: "Junhang's family is not simple!"

"The Baoshun clan not only reclaimed land in Xizhou, Lanzhou, Hezhou, and Huizhou, but also had their cotton fields!"

"There are more than 20,000 employees who farm for them now. Including the young and strong people in their own tribe, there are fifty or sixty thousand young and ten thousand people in their cotton farm working day and night!"

Bao Shou was stunned, and then he remembered something: "The total household registration on Xihe Road is only 150,000 or 60,000 households, less than one million..."

"That's the past!" You Shixiong said: "Now there are nearly 300,000 households on Xihe Road, and there are almost 1.5 million households!"

"Ah!" Bao Shou opened his mouth wide.

In the eighth year of Yuanfeng, Xihe Road had a population of only one million.

In two years, it has increased by 500,000?

"Uncle Jing..." Bao Shou asked solemnly: "How did this be done?"

You Shixiong smiled: "Of course, it is to attract surrender and betrayal, and tolerate the distance..."

Then, he began to introduce in detail to Bao Shou, which was mainly the Xihe policy of last year.

After hearing this, Bao Shou was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

He never thought that in this bitter and cold place in the mouths of the people of the world, the money-lossing goods in the eyes of court officials.

This Xihe Road has changed so much in the past two years!

Moreover, Xihe's courage is really surprising!

For example, You Shixiong told him that Zhao En from Lanzhou is now actively recruiting the son of Qingyi, the ghost Zhang, who was captured last year. Once Jiewei surrenders, Xihe Road will immediately obtain more than 100,000 young and strong labor!

After listening to You Shixiong's introduction, Bao Shou was silent for a long time. After a long time, he asked: "Uncle Jing..."

"Are the employees in Xihe's cotton farm... really hired?"

You Shixiong nodded: "Of course he is a hired worker!"

All of them have signed the contract and have been registered with the government.

certainly……

Most of the employees are illiterate at all.

At the same time, many people's contracts were signed by their leaders on their behalf.

But, they are all hired.

Although the contract period is a little longer and the employers are trying their best to squeeze the employees, the working environment and conditions of the employees are a little harder and the mortality rate is a little higher.

But anyone who checks is employed, 100%!

Bao Shou lowered his head. As a scholar-official, he felt that his views were deeply shocked.

When You Shixiong saw it, he whispered: "Since Junhang comes to Xizhou, he is used to be Bento."

"The official family has high hopes for Junhang!"

Bao Shou nodded: "Yes!" He bowed toward Bianjing: "Your kindness is very strong, I will repay you with all my death!"

He was eliminated by the emperor!

The emperor has high hopes for him, and Lao Taishan has already analyzed this with him.

Let him come to spread culture and education, and advocate the Confucian style.

Therefore, in his mission, he also served as the Xizhou Prefecture Xuexuezheng.

You Shixiong looked at Bao Shou's appearance, sighed and said, "Isn't Junhang used to it?"

"Um!"

"I was not used to it at first, but now I am used to it!" said You Shixiong: "At least, the Xihe Road is no longer a burden to the world!"

"The money saved from Xihe can save countless people in the world!"

This is exactly the reason why he and his fellow disciples convinced themselves.

Bao Shou nodded and said, "I've been taught!"

He remembered the advice Lao Taishan had given him before leaving: "Shou! Your father has been honest and kind to the people..."

"You must remember not to lose your father's reputation. You should do things for the world, the people, and the country!"

The earnest teachings of Mount Tai are still in his ears.

Bao Shou closed his eyes and made up his mind.

Since he became an official here, he would do something for the people here!

No matter what, do something!

Let’s start with education!

He believed that as long as the Qiang Dihao clans in Xizhou now read the books of saints and knew etiquette, righteousness, benevolence and forgiveness, the current chaos may completely change.

...

On March 12, the second year of Yuanyou, Bianjing City was another sunny day.

Zhao Xu walked in the imperial garden and sighed as he looked at the scorching sun and the scorching garden.

Since March, God has started to make trouble again.

It has been raining for ten consecutive days!

The courtiers suddenly remembered the super drought that last year had spread across most of the Song Dynasty and almost cut off the Grand Canal.

They were trembling one by one.

But before the ministers were anxious, the monks were anxious.

One by one PTSD attack, trembling all over.

Mr. Jin, who had just returned from Huainan in the first month, immediately wrote a letter to Zhao Xu and asked him to see him after hearing that the court was discussing the possible drought.

"This great monk is really!" Zhao Xu took the letter from Mr. Jin, walked into the pavilion of the imperial garden and sat down: "Is I so scary?"

Although he was very cruel to the monks last year.

All the custody of the temples in the capital, including the custody of the Daxiangguo Temple, were swallowed up by his relatives and ministers from the royal family.

It's not just swallowing up their quality database.

He also used the Investigation Department and the Bianjing New News to investigate these qualifying databases in the early stage and compiled all the monks who were in charge of the qualifying databases.

All the quality warehouses, those in charge of the accounting, and those in contact with each other were not spared.

It is equivalent to swallowing all the quality warehouse, industry, channels and sales in one go.

The third brother of modern times is called an expert.

Of course, Zhao Xu would never admit it.

Because he left at least 30% of his stakes for the monks!

"Feng Jing!" Zhao Xu ordered Feng Jing who was following him: "Send someone to Kaibao Temple to comfort Master Sanzang..."

"Tell the master not to worry, there will be no disturbances from outsiders in the pure land of Buddhism!"

"No!" Feng Jing took the order.

Zhao Xu slowly leaned against the fence of the pavilion and looked at the various flowers gradually blooming under the sun in the garden.

What he knows is still a drought year.

It’s just that the disaster will be younger than going, and there will be no extreme situation where the Grand Canal is cut off.

This is the ancient Chinese reality of agricultural society.

Floods and droughts, and periodic cycles.

God really appreciates the face. The years and months of good weather have not been many years since the written records.

What's more, the Song Dynasty was not lucky and happened to encounter periodic changes in the earth's climate.

The curse called the Little Ice Age has arrived.

The evidence is that there are no plum trees in the wild in the north today.

During the Tang Dynasty, the scene of plum blossoms blooming in Chang'an City will never return.

The climate will get colder and natural disasters will get more and more frequent.
Chapter completed!