Chapter 287: Secretary

"Damn, I should have done it a long time ago." Gao Xiujun sat in the house and said with great regret, although it was said that half of the noodles were occupied, but the people occupied the county seat, even if the city wall was dilapidated and repaired, it was still very good.

There is no shortage of military talents under her, but there is also a lack of literati, and even she herself is not good at this, so she is not in a hurry to do it.

When the talks ended yesterday, it was analyzed that the other party was likely to strike first and occupy Lingang County, Gao Xiujun couldn't sit still, and he could only be forced to act.

At this time, it is like a competition, the strength of the two sides is about the same, but if anyone is a step slower in the next follow-up development is at a disadvantage, when they talk about it in the future, they will not be so confident.

Gao Xiujun is indeed not good at internal affairs, but he understands the policies of the Great Liang Dynasty to some extent, first of all, Wen is not good, a group of soldiers and mountain bandits, where did they get the Wen, so they simply came to the military directly.

After copying some of the Liang Dynasty's simple systems, they were forcibly implemented, well, for example, there was the collection of taxes.

As a result, not long after, the spies came to report that there was news from the county town that among Li Xiuning's measures to soothe the people, there was a saying that the taxes of the year would be exempted.

"Tax-free? It's a good move to buy people's hearts, but you're not afraid of chaos? The corners of Gao Xiujun's mouth raised.

It is true that when the people are sure that there will be no taxes, and that there is a formal administration of the land, they will support it, but what about the coming year? Do you still accept it?

What kind of army does not collect, does not collect taxes, this is a large expense, although even if it is collected, it will definitely not be enough, but it is better than nothing.

Harvest? Why? No one has collected it in these years, although it is true that there are mountain bandits and others who come to rob every year, but that's another thing, who is willing to pay taxes when they taste the sweetness of a good harvest.

Of course, it will definitely be able to be collected in the end, but the current act of buying people's hearts is useless, and it will make a fuss for a while.

If there is no accident, it is indeed like this, yes, but Zhou Shaoyu can't stand the high-yield grain in his hands, potatoes, corn, this year will definitely be forgotten, there are not so many kinds.

But when the harvest from the farm is harvested in the coming year, there will be no more, of course, even if there are enough seeds, they will not be fully spread, and each household will take up to half of the land to plant.

There will definitely be resistance, because who doesn't know whether this thing is reliable or not, but when the goods are received once, everyone will know the benefits, and at this time the tax will be collected, as long as there is a sentence who does not pay the tax, this is not allowed to be planted, and no one has an opinion.

In addition, it seems that the climate is not bad this year, and there are no mountain bandits to rob, and every household has some grain storage, and when life is good, they will have the energy to do something else, and then Zhou Shaoyu can further promote the policy.

Fortunately, there are few people, and there are not many things, so I can barely cope with it, so I don't have any experience now, and it's good to accumulate some experience.

The most direct helper is, of course, Liang Hongyu, Li Xiuning is not incapable, but she is too lazy to help, just take her soldiers, so Liang Hongyu followed Zhou Shaoyu and took turns to run errands.

There's no way, you have to leave someone to watch Daji, and you can take care of anything if something happens.

Although there are only a few thousand people in total, except for the old and the young, although the young and strong are the mainstay, there are not many, and most of them are honest men, but there are always people who are bold and know some words.

In addition to releasing the list of Anmin, Zhou Shaoyu also issued a notice to recruit people of insight, and at this moment finally appeared the first person who dared to eat crabs, so he naturally had to pay attention to it.

"The little Zhao Hui, the ancestor once served as a waiter in the former court, after the ancestor passed away, the family was assigned here because of the crime, and since then he has settled in ......"

Don't look at what Zhao Hui said, Niu X, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites is indeed a big official, but the previous dynasty was hundreds of years ago, and it has nothing to do with the present at all, and Zhao Hui himself, although he can read and write, but that's just the point, his appearance is not next to the literati, he is a swarthy farmer, and even a little ugly.

Then I ran to Zhao Hui's house to see, there are old and young in the family, but he is the only one, no wonder he dares to be the first to eat crabs, and he can't eat them together, because there is too little labor, and he can't plant the land.

In addition, there are only two books left in Zhao Hui's family, one is enlightenment, and the other is a script.

It is said that there were a lot of them, but they were either forced to sell by the lives of their ancestors, or they were burned by fire, if it weren't for every generation to remember how hard it was, don't forget to read and write, I'm afraid that they would have become illiterate long ago.

Overall, I'm quite satisfied, and no one is available anyway, seeing that he is also honest and a practical person, so he said, "What are you good at?" ”

"This ......" Zhao Hui was entangled, and finally said weakly: "The little one is good at farming and mulberry ......"

"......Forehead" Zhou Shaoyu sweated profusely, solemnly patted Zhao Hui's shoulder, and said: "It's not bad, you will be the Minister of Agriculture of Zhuzhu County in the future!" ”

Minister of Agriculture, what the hell is this! Zhao Hui was a little dizzy, so that he could understand it, it was a novelty.

Zhou Shaoyu didn't care either, and found out "Heavenly Creation", which I bought several sets of at the beginning, and there was no shortage of them.

When I found a book about agricultural mulberry, I was not in a hurry to give it, but asked how much mu of land was produced and how many acres each family planted.

At this moment, Zhao Hui was not ambiguous at all, and immediately answered, Zhou Shaoyu was satisfied, handed the book over, and said: "This book is dedicated to teaching people about farming, everything is in detail, but you must learn and absorb it as soon as possible, of course, you can't blindly believe it, you must carry out promotion in combination with the actual situation, if the output increases, even if it is your credit." ”

Holding the book, Zhao Hui almost couldn't put it down, this guy has no other specialty, that is, he can farm and grow crops, and he can't be more ripe, and he has also thought about how to increase production, but he doesn't dare to try it easily, and now that he has books, he is overjoyed.

"You can pick a few people to help you out, you have to be diligent and reliable, and you have to remember that everything we do is to make everyone's life better! Until one day, not only will every family have food to eat, but even meat to eat! To this end, we must strive with a lifetime of experience! ”

Listening to the powerful speech, Zhao Hui was suddenly infected, what a beautiful scene it was, think about it, after these people entered the city, they did not loot, did not disturb the people, and even promised not to collect taxes, although most people still had a wait-and-see mentality, but Zhao Hui believed it.

He simply thought that with such a firm look, what he said must be true.

"The little one is also willing to fight with Zhou Gongzi for the rest of his life!" Zhao Hui said excitedly.

"Very good, you are good, I am very optimistic about you." Zhou Shaoyu said with a relieved expression. "Don't call me Gongzi Zhou, call me Secretary Zhou, well, from now on, I am ********, you are Minister Zhao of the Ministry of Agriculture, remember."

"Book, secretary?" Zhao Hui was a little confused again.

(End of chapter)