Iron Dynasty

Twenty torches were lined up one by one on the ground.

After instructing Pang Yukun about the logistics, Xiao Ming looked at these yellow-orange-orange torches. The structure of these torches was different from that of artillery. These torches were narrow at both ends and thick in the middle. They were basically primitive torches.

And the caliber is small compared to his artillery, not to mention the range.

This time Xiao Wenxuan was humiliated by the barbarians, but he was so angry that he was willing to give him the torches this time. These torches were all made of brass. In Xiao Ming's eyes, these torches were clearly copper coins.

It's no wonder that many emperors couldn't help but want to use this brass cannon to make money.

His Royal Highness, what should I do with this torch? Would you like to send it to Cangzhou City together? Pang Yukun asked.

Xiao Ming said with a smile: No need, twenty cannons should be enough to make a brass cannon, so let's go directly to the equipment department.

Yes, Your Highness. Pang Yukun said.

He never likes to talk too much about things he doesn't know.

Xiao Ming was quite satisfied with Xiao Wenxuan's reaction this time. He originally thought that the program would be Xiao Wenxuan writing a letter to scold Shu King, and then Shu King shied away with a bunch of excuses, and Xiao Wenxuan sent him another letter to ask him to wait.

What surprised him was that Xiao Wenxuan handled it very well this time. He first solved his urgent needs, and then went to clean up the King of Shu.

It can be seen that people are in a hurry and can always do something. This time, he also wants to thank the barbarian messenger for humiliating this cheap father.

After checking the supplies delivered this time at the Governor's Mansion, Xiao Ming and Pang Yukun went outside the city.

Now the artillery and gunpowder matters can only be counted on Chen Qi and Lu Tong to produce at full capacity, and it is useless for him to worry about it.

On the contrary, it is not only the fields of the common people who have to harvest wheat, but also the crops of his officials.

He had promised Lu Fei that the harvest of these official villages would belong to the Qingzhou Army, and it was time for him to fulfill his promise.

On the banks of the Xiaoqing River, Xiao Ming and Pang Yukun stopped to look, opposite the official fields of the Qingzhou Army. At this time, the golden wheat was endless, and gusts of wind blew past, rolling up the layers of wheat waves.

Looking at the crops in this field, Xiao Ming was even happier than seeing the successful casting of the first cannon.

The people take food as their heaven, and agriculture as the foundation of the country. With food, the people will settle down, and the soldiers of the army will fight with peace of mind.

Because the harvest was about to be harvested, Lu Fei specially arranged for the soldiers of the Qingzhou Army to patrol the official fields to prevent the people from stealing the wheat.

Most of the people are quiet, but there will always be people who are lazy and get something for nothing.

Three days ago, a small piece of wheat had been cut in a corner of the official village at night, which made Lu Fei furious.

In his heart, this official village is more important than his life. This is because he and the soldiers lead the oxen to farm, weed with the hoe, and watch the mature one day by day.

Immediately, he sent soldiers to guard it day and night, and went to the government office in person to ask the arrest to investigate the matter.

The government office knew the seriousness of the matter, and within two days, the man who stole the wheat was caught, and when Lu Fei went, he was beaten.

But despite this, this kind of thing happened from time to time in the fields of this people.

His Royal Highness, after this harvest, the people's life should be better. Pang Yukun stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes were dyed golden yellow from wheat.

Xiao Ming is engaged in the workshop area outside the city. At present, the most important benefit is the merchants, and the people do not get much benefit.

After all, this workshop area is only an extremely small business area, and it cannot drive the entire Qingzhou City, let alone the other five states.

Yeah, the three-year tax reduction and exemption, the government does not take a cent for this harvest, and the people should have surplus food in their homes. Xiao Ming also smiled.

Once the people have surplus grain in their hands, they will sell part of it for money.

Only when there is spare money in the family will be able to spend it. As a result, the six states’ economies will slowly revitalize.

It's just that the temple has to work hard to do business and enrich the treasury. Pang Yukun sighed.

During this period of time, everything Xiao Ming did was seen in his eyes. For a vassal king who could think of the people so much, I am afraid that the Great Yu Kingdom would not be able to find a second one.

The longer he got along with Xiao Ming, the more he felt that Xiao Ming seemed to have a thought that even he could not understand. He did not know where this strange thought came from.

Among them, I don't want to die tragically here.

Xiao Ming sighed in his heart, he never wanted to enjoy the pleasure of being a vassal king and live a luxurious life.

Just like farming, if you want to harvest food, you have to work hard, which is why he farms and engages in industry.

After all, when he came to such a place, he had nothing but technological advantages, and he did not have a family of a vassal king like other princes.

And he is not good at conspiracy and tricks. After all, he grew up in modern times and was taught that the world is full of love.

Therefore, his goal has always been very clear, to win the hearts of the people, to climb technology, and to engage in business.

The two were talking when the sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and after a while, the ox rushed to the front.

Lu Fei and Luo Xin followed behind him, and the three looked relaxed.

His Royal Highness, it's a coincidence that you are here too. Niu Ben laughed and got off his horse.

Lu Fei said directly: The Governor insisted on seeing the Qingzhou Army's own manor, and the last general brought him here.

Pang Changshi and I are also talking about this manor. You Qingzhou Army can't be careless about the wheat harvest. When the time comes, hurry up and grab the harvest, so as not to rain and let the wheat rot in the ground. Xiao Ming said.

Yes, Your Highness, this time the Governor is here to harvest wheat, Lu Fei said.

At this time, Niu Ben said: His Royal Highness can give out his property to the Qingzhou army, which is really something a very person can do. This old man admires, admires!

It's also a helpless move for the old general to win the award. Qingzhou is embarrassed. This is also because the Qingzhou army will not be short of food and clothing, and the training of the Qingzhou army will not be delayed by the slack farming and the busy farming.

Niu Ben nodded. He could understand Xiao Ming's thoughts. It was normal for the army to travel to and from the frontier.

While talking, the group walked across the stone bridge to the wheat field.

When he arrived in the field, Niu Ben skillfully pinched a wheat ear and rubbed it, then bit the wheat kernel in his mouth and said, Well, the wheat is still a little damp, and it will be harvested after two days of drying. It should be enough to draw out a thousand people at that time.”

Xiao Ming's farmland is 100 hectares, that is, 10,000 mu of land. Today, the Great Yu Kingdom can basically receive about three stone of grain per mu of land.

In addition to other local officials and villages this time, if there is no accident, 300,000 shi of grain is enough.

After all, the Qingzhou army now has only 20,000 people, and these 300,000 grains are enough to feed 20,000 people for more than a year.

And this year, another season can be harvested, and there are arable land reclaimed by the army in other places. In this way, the army's food problem is solved.