Chapter 3185 Asking about politics

The emperor looked at the rice plant carefully and frowned, "This rice plant is not as good as the previous one. It is so short and the ears are not very long, but it looks full."

Zhou Dalang nodded, "But Li Zhong still wants us to plant, and we are not allowed to water too much. They say that some places are very short of water. If the water shortage in No. D is too serious, there will be a lack of production. It is not as good as No. C..."

The emperor was shocked, so he pointed to the unharvested rice in another experimental field and asked, "What about that? I don't think it grows very well. In what area was it cultivated?"

Zhou Dalang smiled naively and said: "That is a new seed. Manbao asked someone to send it over the year before last. It was compiled into Guihao. This is the second year of planting. We still have to see what it looks like. Some rice,

Some are particularly attractive to insects, some are not very attractive, some have a soft and waxy texture, and some are hard. Manbao said, this kind of land has a lot of knowledge, and to improve the yield, you have to look at other things, such as drought resistance.

, flood-proof ones, attracting bugs and not attracting bugs, the taste is different, and some even have different colors.”

Seeing that the emperor was so amiable, and all he asked about farming, Zhou Dalang accidentally talked too much, "I heard from Man Bao that the grains grown in one place are red. Man Bao has always wanted someone to lead him."

Some came back and tried various things to see, but they never found anyone to bring them back..."

The emperor said: "Red rice, I remember the Lingnan area, I have eaten it once before, the taste..."

The emperor thought about it for a while and said, "I think we don't need to plant that rice."

Wei Zhi glanced at the emperor and asked Zhou Dalang, "I wonder if there is rice milled from new rice seeds in the house? Let's have a taste of it."

"Yes, yes, we planted a lot last year, and now that's all we eat at home." Zhou Dalang immediately said, "I'll go back to cook, you wait."

Zhou Dalang turned around and ran back.

emperor:……

Everyone:......

Mr. Zhuang couldn't stop him in time and could only watch him run away in a hurry. He had no choice but to pretend to be the host and continue to introduce the emperor.

Fortunately, he also understood some of the conditions of the experimental field, so he was not blinded. However, it was impossible for him to be more detailed, so he said: "Your Majesty, who knows the deepest about the experimental field is none other than Zhou Lizhong, who has always been in charge.

Even Zhou Man doesn’t know much about the others.”

The child just gave me seeds and occasionally gave me directions, but Zhou Lizhong was always the one doing the actual work.

The emperor nodded slightly and walked from the experimental field to the fields cultivated by the tenant farmers.

More than half of the rice in the paddy fields has been harvested, but at first glance, it is still golden. The closer you get, the more shocking the heavy hanging ears of rice are.

The emperor stood on the ridge of the field with his hands behind his back, exhaled deeply, and suddenly felt proud in his chest, "If all the paddy fields in the world could have such a bumper harvest..."

Wei Zhi felt his blood boiling just thinking about it. He clenched his fists and said, "There may never be hunger in the world."

This is the goal that many generations of people have striven for.

The emperor said: "Issue an edict to summon Zhou Lichong to Beijing."

He paused and then said: "Zhou Man, I am very interested in asking her to come back to Beijing. How did she think of cultivating grain seeds, and where did she get so many rice seeds?"

Mr. Zhuang lowered his eyes and clasped his hands in his sleeves. Wei Zhi had already bowed and agreed, "Yes, I will draft the decree when I get back."

The emperor nodded slightly, then turned around and walked back. When he went back, the emperor had time to look elsewhere. Looking, looking, the emperor stopped and said, "Zhou Man's job field..."

The emperor looked left and then again, his eyes narrowed slightly, "The water system is developed. This ravine seems to connect many fields. There is also dry land over there, but why are there trees planted there?"

Mr. Zhuang said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, these ravines have been dug and repaired in recent years. The Zhou family contributed some money and grain, and the tenant farmers in the village contributed their efforts to repair it."

He glanced at the direction the emperor was pointing and lowered his head, "That area over there is dry land. The land is barren. Even planting beans can hardly yield a harvest. So Zhou Man had someone dig a pond there to raise some fish and lotus roots, and plant some seeds on it.

The ones are fruit trees.”

Emperor: "...I vaguely remember that officials are not allowed to make major changes to their job titles or dig ponds, is that allowed?"

He looked at Wei Zhi.

Wei Zhi was silent for a moment and then replied impartially: "No!"

Mr. Zhuang:……

The emperor nodded slightly and walked back to the other courtyard with his hands behind his back.

As soon as they entered the door, the guard who was left counting the rice immediately came forward and reported, "Your Majesty, I have counted the rice plants, and there are a total of three thousand six hundred and twelve."

Another guard beside him was sweating profusely and kept talking. As soon as he finished his report, he immediately stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, I have finished counting mine, three thousand four hundred and eighty-two."

What a risk, I almost forgot. If I had known, I would have brought some pen and paper with me when I went out, so I could write them down after I finished counting...

Yin Li glanced at him and shook his head slightly.

Other guards also came forward to report the numbers they counted, all ranging from three thousand to five thousand.

The emperor held a piece of millet and said: "It is indeed beyond my expectation that a seed can yield such a harvest. This is my luck and the luck of all the people."

Wei Zhishen nodded in agreement.

The emperor suddenly looked at Mr. Zhuang and asked: "Sir Zhuang, now that the salt policy has begun, the Jiangnan issue has been settled, and now there is high yield of grain, what do you think the Jin Dynasty should do next?"

Zhuang Shishuo did not expect that the emperor would suddenly ask him a question. He paused for a long time and then said slowly: "Your Majesty, spring planting and autumn harvest are the seasons, and they are also reincarnation. At the end of each autumn harvest, the head of the family will start thinking about next year's farming.

After farming, according to the climate, watering should be done, and weeding should be done. This is the case every year, year after year, and it seems that there has never been any change."

"However, the harvest is different every year. Even if the things that happen at home are roughly the same, there are always differences. There may be weddings, disasters, or bad things. But we just go along with it and look for things when they happen.

The solution is to think about accumulation when things are stable, not only to deal with possible disasters in the future, but also to make the family's life better."

Mr. Zhuang spoke very slowly, but the emperor listened very carefully, "Ruling a country is like running a family, and I believe that the country should also be like this."

So there’s no need to think about what to do next, because current events will tell them what to do.”

The emperor looked at Mr. Zhuang quietly and nodded slightly after a while, "It is the prince's fortune that Mr. Zhuang can teach him. It is also my fortune and the great fortune of the Jin Dynasty."

This comment was so powerful that even Mr. Zhuang, who was so calm, couldn't help but stand up and kneel down, "I don't dare to accept it."

The emperor quickly took two steps forward to help the man up, holding his hand and saying: "Speaking of it, I have known each other for a long time, sir, but rarely have the opportunity to talk in depth. This is my negligence and my fault."

The emperor thought of his encounters with Zhou Man and the others on the road and in the temple, and sighed in his heart. It was his negligence. How could a teacher who could teach disciples like Zhou Man and Bai Shan be incompetent?
Chapter completed!