The feudal lord is on Taobao every day

Back and forth, when Xie Jingan returned to the Mozhou feudal prince's mansion, the days really entered the end of October, and seeing that it was already November, it snowed several times.

It was early in the morning when Xie Jingan arrived in Demo Prefecture, the city gate had just opened, and there were not many people in the city moving around, because Xie Jingan had already sent his followers to inform him, so the middle gate of the palace was wide open, and Wei Changshi and the stewards of the palace came out to greet him .

Seeing Xie Jingan's dusty appearance, all the stewards of the palace had tears in their eyes, and even Wei Changshi, who had a rigid and strict personality, was moved, and he personally helped Xie Jingan out of the carriage. Said: "Your Highness has worked hard."

This journey was really hard, from autumn to winter abruptly, fortunately, he had packed all his luggage before departure, otherwise Xie Jingan would have been frozen to death by the low temperature alone.

Xie Jingan was a northerner before crossing, but he was used to the down jackets and unified heating of the later generations. Now, even if he wears enough clothes, he is still terribly cold. He only wants to get warm in the house, and he is not in the mood to greet Wei Changshi, so he waved his hands immediately. : "Forget it, Wei Changshi is so familiar with this king, so there is no need to say polite words, quickly follow this king into the mansion and tell this king, how is the fief these days when this king is not in the palace?"

Hearing that Xie Jingan didn't complain about the hard journey when he came back, but instead asked about the fiefdom, Wei Changshi couldn't help but look weird, and after a bit of a daze, he followed behind Xie Jingan, until he entered the study and Xie Jingan sat on the upper chair. Next, he asked Cui Tong to move two chairs for him and Mr. Liu to sit on, and then he came back to his senses, suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, thanked Xie Jingan, sat down on the chair, and said: "Your Highness, since I After His Royal Highness went north, Wei Chen has been in charge of the land reclamation and farming. The enthusiasm of the people is high, and the wealthy families have some criticisms, but it has not affected the overall situation. In the past month or so, a total of 15 hectares of land have been opened, all of which have been recorded in the names of the people in Kaitian. It's just that the newly opened fields are not as fertile as I imagined, and most of them are barren fields, so I'm afraid that next year's grain production may not increase much."

As soon as Wei Changshi finished speaking, Xie Jingan snorted uncontrollably, but his emotions were controlled fairly calmly, but his tone was slightly cold, and he said: "There are more lands, and the students' life will be brighter. If there are fewer girls to sell, the rich families of this family will not be able to buy slaves, so naturally they will complain, but don’t worry about them, as long as it doesn’t affect the decree issued by this king, then let them gossip.”

Wei Changshi replied yes, and Xie Jing'an continued: "As for most of the barren land, it's okay, no matter how barren it is, there will be no output at all, and one stone of food will save the people from starving for a few days. If the subordinate officials govern for a few more years, such days will always be annihilated."

Xie Jingan said these few words with incomparable confidence, Liu Zhubo was used to it, but Wei Changshi was a little dumbfounded, his eyes widened as if he just knew Xie Jingan, and he was unable to say a word for a long time.

Xie Jingan is imminent now, and he is too lazy to let him adapt step by step. With Liu Zhubo around, Wei Changshi will naturally ask him in private, so Xie Jingan pretended that he didn't see his gaffe, and asked: "Aside from opening up wasteland and farming, what else can we do?" Anything else?"

Wei Changshi still didn't come back to his senses, it was Master Liu who gave him a little secret to wake up from the dream, and hurriedly said: "One more thing, when I was in charge of opening up wasteland and farming, I asked a few old men who are familiar with farming, A few days ago, some old men asked someone to tell Weichen that winter started early this year, and there have been four snowfalls in less than November, and each one is getting bigger and bigger. Big snowstorm."

Speaking of the snow disaster, Wei Changshi immediately forgot what happened just now, with a worried expression on his face, Liu Zhubo was surprised and worried, and Xie Jingan was not much better.

He is not the real King Shun, so he knows what the word "snow disaster" means. The thatched huts can't keep out the rain in summer, let alone the heavy snow of snow disaster level. With the current amount of snow, it is afraid that it will collapse in the next few games.

Thinking of the catastrophic scene that would appear, Xie Jing'an felt like he was pulling together. He managed to maintain his composure and asked, "Have you sent the palace guards to check on several nearby counties and villages? It has snowed four times now. Have the houses of the people collapsed?"

Wei Changshi did everything he could do after receiving the news that the old man tried his best to pass it in. As soon as Xie Jingan spoke, he said: "Reporting to Your Highness, I have sent people to check around. The house has collapsed, but the snow is getting thicker and thicker, even if it can support it now, it will not last for a long time, if it is a small number of people, it will be fine, if there are too many, I am afraid it will cause a catastrophe, I hope His Highness will make a plan early."

What a snowstorm, Xie Jingan's eyes were almost red. He has not forgotten the fact that the soldiers came to the city to wantonly bully the people under his rule. Now there is another snowstorm, so he can't even develop the fief as planned.

Xie Jingan took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the turbulent emotions, and instead of replying to Wei Changshi's words, he asked, "Where is the grain storage? How much grain are there in the granaries and palaces of the states and counties? If a large number of people are affected by the disaster, they may last through the winter." ?”

When Xie Jing'an asked, Wei Changshi's face turned pale, and at the end of the question, his face was almost as white as paper, and he said after a long while: "This year is not a bumper harvest year, excluding the taxes paid, the grain and grass sent to the border, if there is no snow disaster, it can barely It will be supported until next year’s autumn harvest, but if there are really a large number of victims, I’m afraid they won’t even be able to survive this winter.”

After Wei Changshi finished speaking, he bowed his head deeply. Xie Jingan didn't have time to pay attention to his thoughts or moods, but his mind turned quickly to think about the solution, and he said for a while, "What about the rich families? How much food do they have?"

"This..." Wei Changshi hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "It's all about the rich. There are many children in the aristocratic family who have official positions or fame, and most of them are not registered households. They have a lot of land under their names, and there must be no shortage of food. of."

Xie Jingan was about to ask a question, Wei Changshi already knew about it, before Xie Jingan asked, he said first: "I don't know the exact number, but based on my understanding of the family, as long as there is half of their stock of grain and grass, enough to get through this disaster."

It only takes half of it to get through, Xie Jingan is speechless, no wonder those TV dramas in the later generations will try to find a way to get food from the hands of wealthy businessmen from aristocratic families, there are indeed enough, but he also intends to get food from them, but not Use forced donations or use power to suppress people. After all, he has only come to the fief and his foundation is unstable. Now he has to rely on them, and the relationship cannot be frozen so quickly. Invite all the noble families, Wei Changshi will post a name post on behalf of the king, and the family members in Mozhou and nearby towns and counties must deliver the post."

Banquet the family?Maybe it was a Hongmen banquet, Wei Changshi and Liu Zhubo knew it well, and they were afraid that Xie Jingan would push people into a hurry and cause trouble that day, which would worsen the relationship between the two parties, Liu Zhubo couldn't help asking: "What is your Highness planning? "

With a plan in place, Xie Jingan gained confidence in his heart, and said with a smile: "This king has his own plan, Wei Changshi and Lord Liu are not at ease, this king is not the kind of aggressive person, so naturally he will not do something like killing a chicken to get an egg , this king will not let them donate food and grass for nothing, this king is just exchanging things."

Exchange something?Both of them were at a loss. They didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Xie Jingan's gourd. They just opened their mouths to ask. Xie Jingan diverted the conversation again and told Mr. Liu: "Wei Changshi presides over the banquet of the aristocratic family. It's just the matter of the new food." Master Liu should pay more attention. Although it is winter now, we can't delay the planting of new food. When I was in Chang'an, I read a travel book. The author saw that a farmer used an urn to plant when he was traveling. The king does not know whether it is true or not, but Liu Zhubo can try it, if Liu Zhubo really planted it, this king will record the first merit for Liu Zhubo and give him a title."

In ancient times, titles were more attractive than official titles. Sure enough, as soon as Xie Jingan finished speaking, Liu Zhubo's eyes lit up immediately. He even forgot all the doubts in his heart, and agreed immediately excitedly.

Liu Zhubo was excited, but Wei Changshi was confused and was about to ask, Xie Jingan had already waved the two of them down, so Wei Changshi had no choice but to swallow back what he was about to say, and retreated with Liu Zhubo after saluting .

As soon as the two left, Xie Jingan didn't stay idle, and asked Cui Tong, who was waiting outside the door, to summon the chief of the palace.

The surname of the chief of the royal residence is Qin, which was carefully selected and bestowed by the original concubine Hui Concubine after the original body became an adult and opened the mansion. It came from Hui Concubine's mother's family. With such a generous temper, he is also quite close to this steward.

Xie Jingan had just crossed over and had a good relationship with this steward Qin, so he wasn't afraid that he would suspect that he had been transferred. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "How many craftsmen are there in the palace?"

Guanshi Qin also took care of things happily, and after hearing the words and bowing, he replied: "Your Highness, there are a total of 12 craftsmen in the palace. Does Your Highness want the villain to call them here?"

Xie Jing'an thought for a moment, looked at the current situation where the study room was still as cold as ice with the charcoal basin, shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I still have drawings to draw, so I can call you in tomorrow morning."

Manager Qin responded, and Xie Jingan asked him to bring in another charcoal basin before sending him out.

Steward Qin stepped back as promised, but after a while, someone brought in a new charcoal basin.

I don't know if it's because of Xie Jingan's psychological effect. With the addition of a charcoal basin, he felt that it was indeed much warmer, but he still didn't take off his cloak, stretched out his hand to bake on the fire and felt that it wasn't so cold, so he called Cui Tong Come in and let him grind the ink, and while recalling, slowly draw the very ordinary kang in the previous life with paper.

He knows this because he was born in the north, and lived in the countryside with his grandparents when he was a child. At that time, there were fire walls and kangs in the village. It's just that Xie Jingan was afraid of the cold since he was a child. Pushed away the fire wall that had been built a few years ago, and someone set up a kang. He hadn’t entered junior high school at that time, and everything he saw was new, so he followed him around, and even pestered people to ask questions about some things he couldn’t understand. After asking and asking, in the end, he was tortured to no avail. Grandpa took him away and told him carefully several times. It was strange to say that he couldn't remember other things his grandpa told him, but he remembered the story and this clearly. .

At first, he was still thinking, if he couldn't remember clearly, he would go to Taobao to look for any books, but he didn't expect the painting to go so smoothly.

Looking at the decent picture, although not accurate, Xie Jingan really wished that the craftsman would build up the kang in the dormitory where he lived, but thought that it was getting late, and there were no lights in ancient times, only candles.

Cui Tong was surprised by his ordinary expression of the drawing, and couldn't help asking: "What is this drawing, Your Highness? Your Highness looks like a stove used for cooking in the dining room of the mansion. Your Highness painted this What's the use?"