My surname is Wang, my neighbor Wu Dalang

Chapter 407
Inside the Tongque Pavilion, there is warmth.

The Song family actually arranged an earth dragon on the Tongque Terrace and burned coal.

The Song family hosted a banquet in honor of Wang Lin, Yan Qing, Huang Qishan, and Zan Guo, the magistrate of Linzhang County.

Hearing Wang Lin talk about farming, Huang Qishan's expression became visibly excited.

He never expected that the potatoes and corn promoted by Wang Lin's army had a bumper harvest in Xiangzhou beyond the imagination of the world.

Realizing that these are enough to be a staple food, especially potatoes, the planting conditions are so low, almost no matter whether the land is barren or dry, as long as they are planted, they can produce high yields.

Huang Qishan knelt in the farmland holding a pile of potatoes and cried loudly.

With this fetish, from now on, the people of Hebei will no longer have to worry about food shortages, and will never starve to death in large numbers due to natural disasters.

In ancient society, as long as the population surged, it meant that the national power would skyrocket.

For this alone, Wang Lin can be regarded as the great savior of the common people in the world.

Kindness is higher than the sky.

In the Xiangzhou area, the Song family is the largest powerful landlord.

The Song family replanted potatoes and corn, a small part of which remained the original crops, and the amount harvested at the beginning of winter was indescribably large.

Huang Qishan reckoned that the Song family's harvest alone would be enough to supply the people of Linzhang and even Xiangzhou for a winter.

If it is promoted nationwide, it can be imagined.

Therefore, even if Wang Lin didn't mention it, Huang Qishan would start spring next year, supervising the people in Xiangzhou to grow potatoes, corn, and of course ordinary rice.

But Wang Lin wasn't talking about potatoes and corn.

He provided Huang Qishan with several other novel crops.

Peppers, sweet potatoes, carrots.

These three.

Wang Lin's reputation at the moment is already a huge number... and it is increasing a lot every day.Wang Lin didn't use it all the time, his original intention was to be prepared in time of war.

In case one day the army is in a desperate situation, temporarily exchanging some edible food, even potatoes, can solve the urgent need.

This is a life-saving means, not easy to use.

However, with the promotion of potatoes and corn, Wang Lin felt that several new crops could be introduced appropriately. On the one hand, they could be used as a supplement to potatoes and corn and used as military rations.

And once the folks are promoted, he can also get the prestige value that the people feed back.

The reputation points obtained by exchanging potatoes and corn are really amazing.

Huang Qishan and Song Pengran stared at the three new crops on Wang Lin's desk with fiery eyes.

If this thing is as productive as potatoes...then...wouldn't the people of the Great Song Dynasty want to live a fairy-like life in the future?
Huang Qishan was so excited that the corners of his mouth were trembling.

This is the pattern of famous ministers and capable ministers. He first thinks of the overall situation, the life and death of the people, rather than personal interests.

Wang Lin raised the red pepper in his hand. He chose two kinds of peppers, common edible pepper, long strip pepper and chaotian pepper.

Said: "Master Huangzhou, the name of this thing is called chili pepper. It tastes spicy, improves digestion, and can enhance the ability of epidemic prevention. The key is that it can help people resist the cold. Hebei is bitterly cold, and my army will ban the old place of Yanyun in the future. Therefore, I intend to plant some. Experimental fields, gradually popularized, used for military use, of course, a small amount can also be spread to the people."

Huang Qishan tremblingly said: "My lord, can this product be as productive as potatoes?"

Wang Lin shook his head: "No."

Huang Qishan felt a little disappointed in an instant, "Oh, it's a pity."

"Although it is not high yield, it is a must." Wang Lin smiled: "You want high yield, this is one kind."

Wang Lin raised the sweet potato in his hand: "This thing is called sweet potato. Although the yield is slightly lower than that of potatoes, it can still reach two to three thousand catties per mu."

"But it's more difficult to plant than potatoes."

Huang Qishan's eyes were bright, he hurriedly got up and went to take the sweet potato, and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes.

It is also a high yielding crop.

Huang Qishan raised his head and said in a trembling voice, "My lord, can this thing be used as the main food temporarily?"

"can."

Huang Qishan was so excited that he almost danced.

But Wang Lin threw two sweet potatoes into the brazier under his feet, "Master Huangzhou, the cooking method of this dish is as simple as potatoes. It can be eaten baked or boiled. In terms of taste, it is even better than potatoes."

Wang Lin talked with Song Pengran and Huang Qishan about planting peppers, sweet potatoes and carrots. The sweet potatoes can be handed over to Huang Qishan for official promotion.

The peppers and carrots were temporarily planted by the Song family, and the proceeds were bought by the military.

Because there are no economically beneficial crops for the time being, peppers and carrots are difficult to promote among the people.

It can only be done by a powerful landlord like the Song family.

And the Song family will never refuse, even if they lose their farming harvest, they will enjoy it.

because of long-term benefits.

In fact, once the trial planting is successful, it will also bring infinite benefits to the Song family, but Wang Lin will not mention these for the time being.

After talking about the conversation, the fragrance in the cabinet was fragrant.

Wang Lin ordered someone to turn over the brazier, took out the two roasted sweet potatoes, and distributed them to everyone to taste.

Huang Qishan carefully broke off a small piece, swallowed it, and immediately laughed loudly: "My lord, this thing really tastes great, sweet and refreshing, and quite satisfying!"

Song Pengran also lost his composure due to excitement.

Seeing that everyone was so excited, Wang Lin smiled and said nothing.

It’s definitely not okay to eat sweet potatoes and potatoes all day long, but as a life-saving supplement to the staple food, there is no problem.

Huang Qishan, Zan Guo and Song Pengran bowed to the ground and shouted loudly: "The prince's virtue to the common people of Li is higher than the sky! From now on, the people of Hebei will never talk about food shortages, and will never be afraid again." Scourge!"

Yan Qing was also heartbroken.

There are potatoes first, and then sweet potatoes. The rations of hundreds of thousands of troops in Hebei should be safe.

Given time, the army will surely continue to conquer the north and recover the homeland of Yanyun!

……

The night was dark.

Yan Qing bowed and said: "My lord, rest in peace. The military order to mobilize the Western Army and our army's generals has been issued in the capital. Years ago, all the generals can gather at the commander's mansion to obey orders. It's just..."

Yan Qing hesitated and said: "I'm afraid that some people in the Western Army will resist orders or delay the march, so please make plans early."

Wang Lin was silent for a while, and said decisively: "Order Yue Fei to deploy the main force of our army on the border of Hedong. If there is any change in the Western Army, they can immediately enter Hedong!"

"Although Gu is unwilling to start a civil war, but Gu will not condone traitors!"

There was a murderous look in Wang Lin's eyes.

Yan Qing didn't dare to say any more, bowed and bowed and retreated.

He had been by Wang Lin's side for a long time, and he knew that Wang Lin had made up his mind this time, to strictly enforce military discipline, if the generals of the Western Army did not listen to orders, this time he might kill someone.

The Hebei school field, which is scheduled to be held on the Zhengdan day of the third year of Xuanhe, will be an important entry point for Wang Lin to purge the Western Army and establish the commanding position of the entire army.

Wang Lin has righteousness in hand.

The imperial edict, the transfer order of the Privy Council, and the order issued by King Yan as the commander in chief of the world's soldiers and horses, came out together.

If someone really didn't have eyesight and insisted on hitting Wang Lin's gun, he would be seeking his own death.

After Yan Qing left, Wang Lin lay alone on the soft couch, feeling a little restless.

As the elite of the imperial army of the Great Song Dynasty, the Western Army did not want to cause trouble.Because this will be one of the main forces he relies on to fight against gold, and there is absolutely no room for loss.

However, he has no foundation in the Western Army, and his family has a personal enmity with him. The disobedience of the generals of the Western Army in the future is almost predictable.

How to make the turmoil invisible and minimize the loss of civil strife, this is something Wang Lin has been thinking about repeatedly.

He shook his head, chuckled lightly, and simply stopped thinking about it.

It's normal to think about it, even the great man went through a long and difficult road to reorganize the army, and gradually took control of the entire army, let alone him.

And that Jiang, even on the island, the soldiers under his command still belong to various factions.

Because political power grows out of the barrel of a gun, this gun is the most difficult to grasp.

His absolute control and supreme authority over the Eastern Army are based on his long-term cultivation, establishment and ideological indoctrination.

After several battles and great victories, the position is unbreakable.

But the Western Army has always been tough, guarding the border for more than a hundred years, it is by no means easy to surrender.

Wang Lin was thinking about reorganizing the army, but the Song family was also worried.

In the eyes of the Song family, Wang Lin is no different from the emperor.

Wang Lin is staying here. How could the Song family not offer a daughter warming bed to accompany the driver at night?
But the problem now is that only Song Yanran, the eldest son of Song Pengran's eldest son, is the only unmarried woman of the Song family.

Song Hao, the eldest son, wanted to send the maid to bed, but Song Niankun strongly opposed it.

Of course Song Niankun was somewhat selfish.

Song Yanran is the first daughter of the Song family, if she is also favored by King Yan, her status will be firmly above his twin daughters.

Wouldn't the boss just pick the fruit that was cultivated with great difficulty?
The two brothers argued.

Song Pengran got dizzy when he heard it, and immediately scolded angrily: "Okay, what are you arguing for? Spread the word and make people laugh!"

Song Pengran looked at Song Hao: "Boss, Yanran is the only daughter-in-law of the Song family. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to go to the bed so easily, and people will say that our Song family has a bad family style."

Song Hao rolled his eyes, and suddenly said: "Father, I heard from the cousin of the capital that there are rumors in the capital that King Yan likes such a woman..."

Song Hao gestured on his chest.

Song Niankun's face turned red, and he let out a bah.

Song Pengran frowned: "What do you mean?"

Song Hao laughed dryly: "Father, my younger sister has been widowed for five or six years. She has a beautiful face and is in her youth... If she can be favored by King Yan, it will be good for my Song family, and it will also be a home for my younger sister, right?" ?”

Song Pengran's expression changed.

Song Hao was talking about Song Qingxuan, the youngest daughter of Song Pengran's concubine.

First married to Feng Shi, a Confucian student in Xiangzhou, but within two years after marrying, Feng died of illness.

The Feng family was poor, and the Song family had no choice but to take Song Qingxuan back to the Song family to live.

That's the way to say it, but... aunt and nephew...

Song Pengran couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Yan Qing heard the Song family's father and son's discussion outside the door, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he thought to himself that it seems that the prince's lustful reputation has spread to Hebei.

It's okay now, but if he ascends the throne and proclaims himself emperor in the future, the women who donate their daughters to the palace will not be able to line up from Henan to Hebei?
Yan Qing coughed twice, pushed the door open, and said calmly: "Patriarch Song, the prince has an order, he wants to study all night, don't let anyone disturb him!"

After Yan Qing finished speaking, she turned around and left.

The Song family was immediately disappointed. Wang Lin's words were nothing more than rejection of the Song family's intention.

(End of this chapter)