I am not Song Qinzong

As he said that, he untied a token from his waist and handed it to Fang Bo, saying: "First, the leader of the teaching was captured and killed by the government. When the Holy Cult was in danger, everyone elected me as the leader.

The world is difficult, but fortunately, all the brothers have worked together to achieve today's grand occasion.

At present, the Holy Cult is powerful, and the assassination of the East Palace failed, and the government will surely pursue it. You should be cautious in your words and deeds, and try your best to keep the Holy Cult safe.

You are weak in force, but Wang Yin, Shi Bao, Pang Wanchun and the others all have undue courage and can be relied on. Shi Nang, Huan Yi, Lou Minzhong and the others all have resourcefulness, and they should make good use of it.

Don't forget the teachings of this religion: guide people to be good, help each other, if one day overthrows Zhao Song and realizes the great harmony of the world, it will be a sacrificial offering. "

"Father..." Fang Bo couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Stupid child!" Fang La raised her hand vigorously, wiped his tears for him, put the token into her hand again, and said, "From now on, you will belong to thousands of congregants, don't be as self-willed as me and your elder brother..."

Before the words were finished, Fang La dropped his hand and passed away.

Zhao Huan naturally didn't know that the arrow he shot to create an opportunity for Liang Hongyu actually changed the leader of Mingjiao.

Judging from Fang Bo's appearance, he may be more difficult to deal with than Fang La. He can't control the future of Jiangnan.

120 Nine True Fragrances

There are no canals in Huzhou, but there are many rivers in the territory, and the restoration project is not small.

Deqing County, located at the intersection of Yubuxi and Lanxi, was the hardest hit.It is also affected in the county seat.

At that time, the remnants of the Ming religion escorted the Huzhou military officer out of the country, and they killed a lot.

Zhao Huan rushed to Deqing County after hearing the news.

When he arrived, everyone ran away.

Zhao Huan didn't get entangled, he just sent orders to the local governments to arrest him, and then he commanded the resumption of production with peace of mind.

A lot of money and food were sprinkled down, countless people worked hard for half a month, and finally the embankment was repaired, and it was time to plant in autumn.

In the late autumn of September, the sky is already cool, but the greenness in the fields remains unabated.

Zhao Huan strolled among them, looking around.

"I have seen Your Highness." An old farmer stopped his work and greeted.

"You are busy with your work, so there is no need to be polite." Zhao Huan signaled.

The old farmer wiped off his sweat and said with a smile: "This field has been finished, let's take a break and work on the next one."

"It's good to take a rest, so as not to hurt your body." Zhao Huan said, "How much land do you have at home?"

"Originally there were only three acres, but when the yamen rented out ten acres, they rented another ten acres, which is enough for a family to live on." The old farmer smiled even more.

Although Huzhou has not harvested property, but the fields can not escape, a total of more than 150 million mu has been confiscated.

Huzhou is also mountainous, and it is also a place with many people and few fields. The registered land in the whole prefecture is only more than two million.

Basically, all the land in this state is occupied by big families.

With so many fields harvested, Donggong naturally couldn't cultivate it by itself, let alone leave it idle.

Zhao Huan made a total calculation, and simply designated all the land as imperial land, and then leased it to the common people for farming.

The rent is determined according to the actual output, and only [-]% is charged.

When the news spread, everyone in Huzhou went crazy.

[-]% rent tax, but unprecedented low!

The landlord rents out the land at a rate of [-]% or more, and the cultivator has to bear the tax burden.

In the end, less than [-]% fell into the hands.

It seems that the rent is similar, but this is the imperial land, the official land, and of course there is no tax.

In other words, [-]% of the cultivators' hands are real.

Not only the local people in Huzhou actively took the lease, but also people from the surrounding Guangde Army and Hangzhou came to ask for rent.

However, the locals are not enough, how to distribute it to outsiders, Zhao Huan had to explain himself, it can be said that it took a lot of effort to persuade people to come back.

Looking back on the busy past month, Zhao Huan was also full of emotion.

"Your Highness."

While his thoughts were wandering, another farmer came over with an urn and said, "It's all up to His Highness to make the decision, and we can get the land back. The only thing left in the house is this chicken that was killed and boiled an urn for His Highness to drink. "

"It is the duty of the East Palace to be the master for the people, how can I make my brother spend money?" Zhao Huan declined.

A chicken is common to the East Palace, but in ordinary villagers' homes, it is one of the important means of exchanging salt.

"Your Highness, it's just a chicken. If you don't have a field, you can't survive if you keep it. I just hope that Your Highness won't despise it." The man said.

"Since that's the case, I'm ashamed to accept it." Zhao Huan took it.

Want to pay some money, but not humiliate?

Pressing down on this thought, Zhao Huan looked around the field and shouted: "Little monkeys, come here, there is chicken soup!"

There were many children playing in the fields, and when they heard Zhao Huan calling, they all looked over.

It's just that no one came over.

They all knew the identity of the prince, and they were warned by their family members, so they dared not come easily.

Zhao Huan was not disappointed about this, and just shouted: "Fathers and elders, please bring the children here. I will borrow flowers to present Buddha, and give the children this chicken soup to nourish their bodies."

"So, thank you, Your Highness." A peasant woman brought the child back.

"Hurry up, don't be cautious, it's a good thing for the children to relieve their cravings." Zhao Huan continued to yell.

Seeing his sincerity, the children around came over one after another.

Fortunately, during the busy season, the bowls were brought to the field, so Zhao Huan didn't have to ask people to go back to pick up the bowls.

There are more than ten large and small ones, and a jar of chicken soup is actually not enough to fill you up.

"This is taken from the people and used for the people!"

With a smile, Zhao Huan opened the urn, and the strong fragrance came out immediately.

"It smells so good!" Zhao Huan praised it, and started to give the children chicken soup.