The daughter of a general is reborn to save the whole family of the marquis

Thousands of eyes were looking at Xie Lin, wondering how he would be responsible. Farming was a serious issue involving people's food and clothing. If things went wrong, large numbers of people would die of hunger and cold.

It is not something that can be shown off by acting on impulse or saying harsh words.

No one believed that Xie Lin could take full responsibility for the matter, and they all looked at him with either shock or confusion.

Some people even looked at him with mockery and anger, thinking that as a high-ranking official, he was well fed and well clothed, but he didn't care about the lives of the people just to show off his short-term power and create false political achievements.

But Xie Lin was neither annoyed nor angry, he even understood their reaction. Most of them had made a living by farming for generations. It could be said that they were experts in farming, and the farming techniques were passed down from their ancestors. They were the skills they relied on for survival.

It is normal that they cannot understand or accept the new ways.

"I have seen the farming method that Master Yuan Yun is trying out a long time ago, and I personally think it is very feasible." Xie Lin said.

"Regarding this method, I have already gathered the village heads together and informed them, asking them to inform the villagers. Maybe the village heads thought it was okay at the time, but then they felt too much pressure, so they did not follow my instructions and inform you of the news, resulting in you all knowing about it only now."

Immediately, some villagers shouted, "No matter when we know, we don't approve of Master Yuan Yun's farming method. He is the young master of a noble family. How could he know that the planting failed? What a huge blow it would be to us! People would die! Many people would die!"

"Master Xie said he was responsible for the way of farming. Does that mean he is persuading us to obey? Or is he forcing us to obey?"

The angry voices surged layer upon layer.

Zheng Wenkang looked towards Xie Lin, his old face showing a smug expression, his eyes seemed to say: "Young man, you are still too young after all."

Contempt and ridicule almost overflowed from his eyes.

Xie Lin's gaze swept across the Prime Minister's face and looked at the angry and disappointed villagers again.

He said, "Whether to choose the Yuanyun farming method is entirely up to each family. However, for all families who choose the Yuanyun farming method, my Xie family will reward one tael of silver for every acre of land."

His voice was clear and cold, but it spoke loudly. Everyone was stunned when they heard it. No one spoke anymore, and only the croaking of frogs could be heard.

Zheng Wenkang was also stunned. He really didn't expect that this was Xie Lin's way of doing things.

He actually paid out of his own pocket to reward the people with one tael of silver per mu of land! It was incredible!

You know, even if the climate is suitable and there are no floods, droughts or locust plagues, and there is a bumper harvest in the end, one acre of land can only produce two stone of rice.

One stone of rice costs eight cents of silver.

In other words, if everything goes well and an acre of land has a good harvest, the harvested rice can be sold for a maximum of one tael and six cents of silver.

This can only be achieved under very smooth circumstances.

But even if the climate is suitable, not every acre of land can have a good harvest, after all, the land is not always fertile. However, Xie Lin directly rewarded one tael of silver per acre of land, which was really generous.

Even if the people planted rice according to the method proposed by Yuan Yun, resulting in a waste of land space, the rice they eventually harvested, plus the one or two taels of silver rewarded by the Xie family, would be a sure profit with no possibility of losing money.

Zheng Wenkang knew that Yuan Yun was an extremely useless child. Even though he was not looked down upon in the Taifu Mansion because of his illegitimate status, he was disliked by other family members because of his useless nature, his wild imagination, and his impracticality. They thought he brought disgrace to the Taifu Mansion.

That's why he tried his best to send Yuan Yun to Xie Lin, to hold Xie Lin back and to offend the Queen and the Grand Tutor.

He never thought about what Yuan Yun could achieve by being with Xie Lin.

But now, Xie Lin is willing to pay a large sum of money to fulfill Yuan Yun's pursuit. Did Yuan Yun give Xie Lin some kind of love potion, or does Xie Lin simply want to suppress him as the prime minister?

After the initial shock, the villagers began to whisper, and the voices grew louder and louder, and the atmosphere on the scene was almost boiling.

The village chief said in a trembling voice: "Master Xie, are you serious? When will the reward be distributed? Will it be distributed after the autumn harvest?"

Xie Lin said: "If anyone wants to plant rice according to the method that Master Yuan Yun said, please go to Wangshan and report your name. Anyone who registers can directly receive ten cents."

He winked at Wangshan, who immediately went to prepare.

Xie Lin: "If the harvest after the autumn harvest is not as good as in previous years, I will pay you the remaining nine cents and ninety coins as a reward. If the harvest is worse than in previous years, you don't have to return the ten coins, but there will be no reward. I wonder if you are willing to do so?"

The villagers looked at each other. This seemed to be a feasible approach. They could just plant rice according to Yuan Yun's method. If the harvest was not good, Xie Lin would cover the loss for them and they would not suffer any loss.

Why not do it?

If it works, I can get ten cents for free!

Immediately, there were decisive people who followed Wangshan to sign up. One person led ten people, ten people led a hundred people... The villagers quickly lined up in a long queue and followed Wangshan to sign up and get the money.

After receiving the silver, the villagers felt that this was real and not a dream. They came to Xie Lin and thanked him with excitement in their words.

Zheng Wenkang was so angry that his face turned blue. He just remembered that Xie Lin was very rich. Last time, it was he who invested 200,000 taels of silver to turn the situation around completely.

It's the same today!

It’s really annoying!

He suddenly laughed, and his laughter was so hearty that it attracted everyone's attention.

Zheng Wenkang said: "Master Xie is really courageous. He is willing to spend a lot of money for the villagers. It is a blessing for the people of Daqi. Maybe it won't be long before Master Xie will take my position as Prime Minister."

It seemed like a compliment, but Chu Heyi instantly realized the power hidden in these words.

Xie Lin was giving away his wealth obviously for the benefit of the people, so that the new farming method could be widely promoted and Daqi's grain output could be doubled.

But in the words of the prime minister, Xie Lin's behavior was tantamount to being ambitious and wanting to keep moving up, even coveting the position of prime minister.

No matter how much the emperor liked Xie Lin, he never wanted to see his ambitious side.

Chu Heyi glanced at Xie Lin and saw that his brows were slightly frowned and his face was cold. He knew that Xie Lin also knew the implied meaning of the prime minister's words.

Chu Heyi snorted coldly: "Daqi has a wise ruler. Whoever has the ability and works sincerely for the people can not only be felt by the people, but also heard and seen by the emperor! The position of prime minister is of course for the capable. The emperor can't let a loser sit on the position of prime minister forever, right?

"Besides, Lord Zheng, you will grow old and die, but Daqi will always have young and smart people who truly serve the country and the people. Don't you think you can't allow capable people to be prime ministers after you die? You want this, but the emperor doesn't agree."