"Well, that's it, you ask. Zhong Aiqing, no matter what Yang Aiqing asks you, you just need to answer truthfully. Yingzong saw that what Yang Chendong said was conclusive, so he suppressed his curiosity, he wanted to see what this person's idea was.

"Your Majesty." With the permission of the Holy Lord, Yang Chendong first clenched his fists to thank him, and then turned his gaze to look at the civil and military ministers on both sides of the court.

With a sweep of his eyes, many of the ministers involuntarily lowered their heads. They couldn't figure out what this sixth young master of the Yang family was going to do? What questions do you ask, and if it's a matter of confidentiality and privacy, do you want to answer it?

If you don't answer, you are a bully! If you answer, you may trap yourself in it, and at this moment, many people are scolding Yang Chendong in their hearts and scolding him for many things.

Regarding everyone's mentality, Yang Chendong didn't want to think about it much, the reason why he did it was just for the next plan. There is a saying that only when there is a contrast will it be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and what he is looking for now is the art of contrast. "Dare to ask which one is Lord Zuowang, the king of the head of the household?"

As soon as these words came out, there was a little more heavy breath in the court. Obviously, when these people saw that Yang Chendong didn't mention his name, they couldn't help but relax a lot, so much so that the breath when they breathed became a little heavier.

The voice fell, and a person walked out of the front class of the court, with a dignified appearance, very ministerial, and about sixty years old. "The old minister is Wang Zuo, but I don't know if Governor Yang has something to ask?"

Wang Zuozi Meng Fu. Through the history of hundreds of schools, proficient in the way of financial management, when he was the secretary of the household department.

"Lord Wang, the officials are polite. I am called Lord Wang today, I want to ask, is there enough food in my Ming Dynasty now, and do the people have food and clothing? Yang Chendong still respects people who have the ability, and when he bent over in the face of Wang Zuona, he was also moved by emotion and sincerity.

Wang Zuo has invaded the officialdom dozens of times, what kind of person hasn't seen it? It has long been refined into a fiery eye. Whether Yang Chendong's gift just now was sincere or pretentious, he naturally distinguished. Seeing that people were sincerely asking for advice, he replied: "I have plenty of food in the Ming Dynasty, but as for the food and clothing of the people, there are still some frontier areas that have not been completely solved. ”

is worthy of being an old minister, and he is quick to react. Obviously, food is not enough, but Bisheng said it so euphemistically, answering by region. In this way, even if Yang Chendong said next, when someone can't eat enough, he has something to refute, and he is not completely powerless to fight back.

Yang Chendong didn't comment on Wang Zuo's old words, which was originally not the point, so he continued to ask, "May I ask Lord Wang again, why is it that my emperor is a saint of the Ming Dynasty, and my courtiers are dedicated, so in such a period of victory, there are still people who can't eat enough?" ”

"Governor Yang, pay attention to your words and deeds, don't go off topic." Hu Hui, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, did not speak, but at this time, he suddenly reminded him, meaning that Yang Chendong's words were a little excessive.

It's not that Hu Hu wants to embarrass Yang Chendong, on the contrary, he is still helping this son. How to say that because of his reasons, Hu Changning has meritorious service, and with this, he also has to express something.

"Thank you for reminding me, the lower officials will pay attention." Yang Chendong didn't know Hu Hu, and he didn't know who he was. It's just that from the other party's words, he can feel a trace of kindness, and he immediately hugged his fists to thank him. Then, when he looked at Wang Zuo, the tone of his voice changed and said: "May I ask Lord Wang, how much arable land do I have in the Ming Dynasty, and how many people do I have?" How much land can be fed based on the yield per mu? ”

This question is directly related to the foundation of the country, and Wang Zuo will naturally not answer lightly. But there are some questions he can answer, "The ratio of land to population is slightly lacking." The land is subject to the average yield of about two stones per mu, if it is a bumper harvest year, the natural people have no worries about food, but if it is a disaster year, it will be a little stretched. ”

Wang Zuo's answer is reasonable, and it points directly to God, which means that the people originally relied on the sky to eat when they farmed, and if the wind and rain were smooth, it would naturally be the peace of the country and the people, and the grain would be harvested. On the other hand, the problem is not with people, but with God.

"Yes, yes, no one can figure out the temper of this god, whether it is a good wind and rain or a year of drought and flood, no one can predict." For a while, the voices of the ministers below suddenly started to discuss, and they seemed to be sighing something, but in fact, they were also using this to tell Yang Chendong that this God's temper is not something that anyone can control. So it is reasonable that there will be a shortage of food for a while.

The following was discussing, and even Yingzong Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting on the dragon chair, also nodded in agreement. He has heard such words more than once, and he also thinks that it is a reasonable thing, and even sometimes because of natural disasters, there will be imperial historians who directly point out that it is his own emperor, the son of heaven, who has done something inappropriate and caused it. He is angry every time, and he is not light, and he really has no way to refute it.

Everyone was thinking about something, or whispering something. Caught off guard, Yang Chendong, who was standing in the court, suddenly spoke: "Then dare to ask Lord Wang, if there is a grain that can break through the number of two stones per mu, will it change the problem of food shortage?" ”

"Huh?" Wang Zuo, who was asked, instinctively asked, "But I don't know what Governor Yang said, what is the number after the yield per mu breaks through two stones?" ”

"What if the lower official said it was fifteen stones?" After several problems, Yang Chendong finally threw out the big killing weapon he had planned for a long time.

Quiet......

Extremely quiet.

It turned out that there was still some lively court hall and suddenly became audible, and everyone breathed at this moment, and even more, they directly widened their eyes and opened their mouths, and there was no problem with the mouth visually plugging a light bulb.

"Huh!"

Extreme stillness is followed by rapid movement. Seeing that Wang Zuo, who was already in his sixties, suddenly became much lighter, rushed to Yang Chendong in a single arrow step, stretched out his hands violently and grabbed Yang Chendong's hands with lightning speed, and asked excitedly, "Governor Yang, what you just said is true?" ”

At this moment, everyone's eyes stayed on Yang Chendong's body, just waiting for his answer. If this person dares to say that it is a joke now, it is estimated that many people's spit stars will immediately spray on his face, and even exaggerate to say that it is possible to drown him.

Yang Chendong felt that his vigilance was already very high, but he was still caught by Wang Zuo, which shows that the power of potential is really infinite.

"That's... That..."

Seeing that Yang Chendong didn't answer, but was a little hesitant, Wang Zuo was afraid that the other party was joking, so he asked anxiously, "What is this, that, Governor Yang is going to say it quickly?" ”

Yang Chendong's face flushed, "That Lord Wang, you scratched my hand." ”

"Uh..." was replaced by Wang Zuo's old face flushed, and he let go of his hand at the moment, but his expression was still extremely nervous, "Come on, what you just said is the truth?" ”

"Yes. It's just that when I say fifteen stone per acre, I mean..."

Before Yang Chendong could continue, the courtiers on the side said quickly: "Look at this should be a special case, what are you kidding, how can there be such a high yield per mu of grain in the world." ”

"Not necessarily, even if it is fifteen stones that can occasionally reach the extreme, but it usually has to be around five stones, then the scriptures are very high." Some people are fighting for Yang Chendong.

Yang Chendong, who was about to speak, suddenly heard the words in his ear, and did not mean to continue, but stood there looking left and right, waiting for them to finish speaking.

"You all shut up the old man." But Wang Zuo couldn't stand it anymore. As the head of a country, money and food are the things he deals with the most.

And food is the foundation of a country!

Without food, the soldiers can't eat, and what can they win?

Without food, the people could not eat, so they had to rebel.

Without food, the country will not be a country, and the foundation will be unstable. However, there are so many lands in a country, and the number of people is indeed increasing year by year, in order to solve this problem, Wang Zuo does not know how many ways to think of it. But I never found a way. originally thought that this would be the only way to do it in his lifetime, and the matter would only be left to future generations to solve.

I really didn't think that Yang Chendong suddenly stood up and said that there was grain with a yield of about fifteen stones per mu, how could he not be overjoyed. Now is the critical time, there are indeed other ministers talking on the sidelines, how can people not be angry?

Wang Zuo's rebuke, and in an instant, the ministers who were originally a little restless became quiet again. It can be seen that Wang Zuo still has a certain prestige among the courtiers. It's also said that if he offends this person, he will wear a small shoe to whoever he wants, and when it comes to asking for money, he will dial it later, and make excuses to allocate less, I'm afraid that anyone will not be able to stand it.

The audience was quiet again, and when Wang Zuo looked at Yang Chendong, there was an eagerness of expectation in his eyes, "Governor Yang, they all shut up, please continue." ”

"Okay." Yang Chendong nodded, and then suddenly said with a smile on his face: "The yield of fifteen stones per mu I am talking about still refers to the year of the catastrophe, that is, the ordinary year can also reach about twenty stones, if it is a good year, it is not uncommon to reach twenty-five stones." ”

"Boom!"

At this moment, the court couldn't be quiet, everyone looked at Yang Chendong without hearing clearly, and the sound of heavy breathing abounded.

"Do you need me to repeat this?" Yang Chendong seemed to be accustomed to this sudden atmosphere, and asked Wang Zuo with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Wang Zuo's head nodded as fast as a chicken pecking rice.

"I said that fifteen stones per mu is the lowest yield, and it can reach twenty or even twenty-five stones." Yang Chendong once again said in a tone of great affirmation.