"How else can I raise money, borrow food." Wu Wei sighed.

"Ask who borrowed?" Wang Xian asked in a deep voice.

"Big family." Wu Weidao.

"Do the big families have food?" Wang Xian glanced at him.

"Absolutely." Wu Wei nodded.

"It's a drop in the bucket." Wang Xian said lightly.

"It's not." Wu Wei shook his head and said: "The big families have food, and the more disaster years there are, the more food the big families have." ”

"Where did they get so much food?" Wang Xian said: "There are not many grain fields. ”

"Since last month, grain ships have arrived in the county every day, sometimes more than a dozen a day." Wu Wei said: "Although all counties are not allowed to export grain now, their official eunuchs, some of whom are officials outside, can always find a way to get food. All this grain was transported into the compound of the deep house, and it could not be eaten for ten years. After a pause, he could not hide his disdain: "In this way, their families still go to the grain store every day to queue up to buy grain......

"I won't let it go at all." Wang Xian sneered: "Sure enough, it's for the rich." ”

"It's right to be unkind to be rich, but it's not right to say that you have to take advantage of every advantage." Wu Wei said hatefully: "They don't care about the little more food they get, what they care about is to let the people get less food!" ”

"For what?" Wang Xian's face darkened.

"If there is no famine, how can they buy land from the people at a low price?" Wu Wei gritted his teeth and said: "They waited for the people to cut off their cooking and borrowed from them." When the time comes, they can exchange one stone of grain for one stone of grain for the tea plantation that usually costs twenty taels of silver and one acre! What's the difference between this and Ming robbery! But he still bears the name of a good man! ”

"Shameless, shameless!" Wang Xian actually knew that he was going to test Wu Wei to see where his ass was sitting. But after hearing it, I still didn't get angry, the scholars of the Ming Dynasty were so shameless! I couldn't help but say angrily: "Have you read all the books in the dog's stomach?" Talking about 'benevolence loves others' all day long, is that how you love it! ”

"Adults are discouraged." Wu Wei brought Wang Xian a cup of tea and said: "At this pass, no matter how much we hate, we can't show it, we still have to beg to borrow food from them......

"You can't borrow it, as soon as you borrow it, the people will know that there is no food in the warehouse." Wang Xian said categorically: "When the time comes, panic will harm the people." ”

"What if you don't need to borrow it, grab it?" Wu Wei said with a bitter face.

"It's better to grab hard than to borrow." Wang Xian said coldly, "It's really not good, let those Ming Sect disciples bite through, give them a bandit hat, and see if they don't obediently pay food to eliminate disasters!" ”

"Ruthless enough...... Wu Wei wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Then we don't have to mix in Fuyang." ”

"You don't have to worry about it, let Du Ziteng put the grain as usual, don't reduce the amount," Wang Xian said and got up.

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the terraces and see ......," Wang Xian dropped a sentence and went out......

At the sound of the trumpet, sixteen arm-thick hemp ropes, like an open umbrella, dragged the heavy stone pier high, and then fell heavily to the ground, tamping the ground flat.

On Longmen Mountain outside Fuyang City, there are people who build dams and ram platforms everywhere, and the scene is in full swing, which makes the audience enthusiastic and eager to roll up their sleeves to participate.

Cultivating terraces is a time-consuming and labor-intensive project, which requires the efforts of several generations to complete, and it is not something you can open if you want to. Although Fuyang County has a long history of building terraces, there are still countless hills that have not been cultivated. Under the guidance of the old farmers who are accustomed to cultivating terraces, the government selected suitable hills, and then ordered the people to dig ditches from the bottom to the top, according to the direction of the mountain, and then fill the mats with stones and clay, and tamp and beat them, so that the ridges are smooth and firm, without leakage, without rupture, and retain water and soil. After the ridge is built, the soil is leveled to make it a horizontal terrace. One terrace was built, and a second terrace was reclaimed to the upper part of the river......

If it weren't for the fact that the victims had nothing to do and nothing else to rely on, Fuyang County would not have been able to carry out such a large project.

Wang Xian went to Longmen Mountain, went straight to a big flag standing on the top of the mountain, only to see that the flagpole was a thick bamboo, as high as several zhang, the flag was rolling with red tassels, and there were four big characters embroidered on it - for the sky! Oh no, it's 'cash-for-work'......

When I came to its pavilion, I saw several workshop scribes writing and calculating there, and when they saw Wang Xian coming in, they all got up to greet him: "My lord, are you looking for a master?" ”

"yes." Wang Xian sat down on the pestle, took the big bowl of tea presented by the bookstore, blew off the tea powder, took a sip and said, "The old man has gone to inspect?" ”

"I'm going to ask him to come back and rest," said the warden of the household, "Our lord is really hard, and he won't sit in the pavilion when he's free." ”

"You know what, it's called a model." Wang Xian scolded with a smile: "How is it, how much is it going to be opened these days?" ”

"Now it is getting faster and faster, and the seven hills are working at the same time," replied the warden, "more than 1,500 acres." ”

"It's faster than you think." Wang Xian was surprised.

"I don't look at how many people are working, the seven hills are full of people." The warden said: "Now that they are becoming more and more proficient, there are big masters staring, and they don't dare to be lazy." ”

"Is it too late to plant rice in the open land?" Wang Xian asked.

"You're a layman. The newly opened terraced fields must be planted on dry land for a few years, firstly, to raise maturity, and secondly, to let people step on the livestock and stabilize the ground, so that they can attract water and grow rice. The warden laughed. For Wang Sihu, who sprung up like a spark, the scribes naturally had mixed tastes, and they were open-minded, and they felt that he was really powerful. If you are a little narrow-minded, you will be unhappy in every way, but you don't dare to offend him, so you can only find such an opportunity to live your life.

"Then plant some wheat, there is more than just rice in this world." Wang Xian is not as knowledgeable as him, and he has been mixed with a group of Zixu officials for a long time, and he is also close to the ink black, thanks to Lin Qing'er's neutralization, so he is not vulgar.

The two of them talked for a while, and suddenly there was a dense sound of footsteps behind them, and they quickly looked back, and it turned out to be a long follower of an errand officer, who came back with Wei Zhixian in his arms.

Wei Zhixian has been tanned, and his face has shown edges and corners, no longer the appearance of a white-faced scholar. For more than 20 days, he has been directing the people to open the fields on the mountain, but the clothes and hats are still clean and mudfree, and they are still clearly distinguished from the people.

Entering the pavilion, a group of scribes saluted, and Wei Zhixian nodded. Chang Sui hurriedly brought a towel soaked in mountain spring water, Wei Zhixian took it and wiped his face and neck, wiped his hands again, and then said to Wang Xian: "Zhongde, why are you here?" Now he does not shy away from the master-apprentice relationship between the two, but wants everyone to know about it.

"There are some things to report to the eldest master." Wei Zhixian can be a corporal of Lixian, but Wang Xian does not dare to be arrogant.

Wei Zhixian knew that there must be something big, otherwise Wang Xian didn't have to come in person. Waving his hand, the chief scribe casually retreated, vacating the pavilion to speak to the two of them.

Wei Zhixian stood in the pavilion, looking down at the people working all over the mountains, as well as the Taoist terraces that had been formed, and said leisurely: "For the official for one term, for the benefit of one party, this is what I said to the emperor when my majesty first saw me." But I didn't really understand what that meant until today. Zhongde, as a teacher, I don't envy those Hanlin anymore......"

"Teacher...... "Wang Xianxin said that your old man is too uncertain, and when you encounter the dark side, you can't wait to die early and be born early......

"What's the matter with me?" After sighing, Wei Zhixian asked.

"The rice in Guancang can last for ten days," Wang Xianyu reported: "Mr. Sima, they haven't come back yet......

"When are they supposed to come back?" Wei Zhixian ignored these things, and he trusted Wang Xian even more than himself.

"Yesterday."

"Oh......" Wei Zhixian thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's a storm." ”

Wang Xian, this sweat, there will be wind and waves on the river this season? What the hell is that.

"How?" Wei Zhixian also felt that his guess was a bit idiotic.

"In any case, you have to prepare for both." Wang Xian said softly. "Yongfeng Warehouse must be replenished with food."

"Relief food in the province?"

"A drop in the bucket."

"What about buying grain from other counties?"

"Now the counties can't buy rice with money. Not a grain of rice is allowed to flow out. ”

"So what to do?" Wei Zhixian asked, saying that it was difficult to find Wang Er, this feeling was really good......

"In fact, what is available in this county is grain, but it is in the hands of large households." Wang Xian said slowly. "It's enough for 150,000 people to eat for a month."

"They have so much food?" Wei Zhixian was surprised.

Wang Xian repeated Wu Wei's words, and Wei Zhixian really said angrily: "It's so shameless, this is a country that is difficult to make money!" Saying that, he clenched his fists excitedly and said, "I'll just invoice them and copy their home!" ”

"The teacher is angry." Wang Xian hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded bitterly: "It's not illegal for people to be shameless and shameless, what reason do we have to raid their house!" ”

"The people and the government are short of food, but they have food that they can't eat for a hundred years, this is the reason!" Wei Zhixian roared angrily: "This official is fighting for black yarn, and he wants to kill them!" ”

"Calm down, take a deep breath, and then slowly sp......it it out, yes, slowly spit it out" Wang Xian easily appeased the angry Wei Zhixian, sighed and said: "Although the teacher is the county master, he can't do anything with them, don't say anything else, if he offends them, this Fuyang County will be in chaos immediately......"

"......" Wei Zhixian said in a muffled voice: "Then what do you say?" In the name of the government, borrow grain from them? ”

"That would cause panic." Wang Xiandao.

"Don't sell it." Wei Zhixian said with a dark face: "The teacher is now on fire!" ”

"Let them scramble to sell us the grain." Wang Xian said softly.

"How is that possible?" Weizhi County Road.

"Probably...... They hoard Juqi just to buy the people's fields in times of famine," Wang Xian pointed to the terraced fields all over the mountains and said: "This is also a field......

"Don't think!" Wei Zhixian was like being bitten on the ass by a cat. (To be continued)