The Regent Just Wants To Farm [Transmigration Book]

The regent is a name for himself.

As the first practical thing Yanyunhe did in ancient times, shantang is naturally not insignificant in Yanyunhe's heart.Apart from the fact that this is indeed a good thing to benefit the people, this is also an attempt by Yan Yunhe, which is related to his subsequent plan to gain fame.

Although the renovated shantang can shelter from the wind and rain, it is still far away from the clean windows. A group of beggars naturally don't pay much attention to hygiene.

Yan Yunhe could see obvious traces of cleaning, presumably because he knew he was coming and cleaned up in advance.

He wrote down the problems he found one by one in his heart, and only after the inspection did he call the steward of the Shantang.

He didn't bring many people with him when he went out this time, and he dressed as low-key as possible. Except for the manager who knew he was coming, the old, weak, sick and disabled who lived here didn't know about it.

The steward of Shantang is the nephew of the warehouse ambassador of the Wangfu. He is a loyal man. The whole family relies on the Wangfu for food, and they are in awe of the regent.

It was the first time he faced the regent head-on, and he was a little trembling at this time, but Yan Yunhe had become aware of the deterrent power of "himself" these days, and he was used to seeing the steward like this.

Even so, seeing someone making such a small fuss about him is still very uncomfortable and uncomfortable, so in this case, he usually chooses to talk about things and end the conversation as soon as possible.

The steward's name was Liu An, and after hearing Yan Yunhe's suggestion about the shantang, he hurriedly said: "The young ones know, and arrangements have been made for the healthy children, and everyone is grateful for your kindness, my lord."

Yan Yunhe looked at the reputation value, but he knew that this gratitude was far from enough. He also confirmed one thing at this time: as the regent of a country, restarting the shantang would not bring him a lot of fame.

Because most people think that this is what he should do, and now it is just restarting the old system.

But since Yan Yunhe has done this, and it is a good thing, then he has reason to continue to do it, and it is not his usual style to give up halfway.

Therefore, this philanthropic hall still has to continue to operate. If it stops suddenly at this time, it will reduce its reputation.

The shantang is in operation, but it still needs to be maintained. Yan Yunhe looked at it today and found that there are many disabled people. These people are not only unable to take care of themselves, but also need additional nursing care. Nowadays, there are no professional nursing care. However, the shantang's funds are not endless, and it is not a small expense to support so many people's lives.

When Yan Yunhe checked the update system at night, she found that the girl from the Agricultural University had left a long comment. This time she introduced some popular tags of online articles in detail, some popular elements suitable for development in this era.

Yan Yunhe had carefully read the meaning and popularity of each label, and he understood that the school girl asked him to choose a topic, and anyone who had written an article, even a small composition, had a central idea.

He personally prefers the label of "farming", at least it has something to do with what he has learned, like other "strategy" and "court" and so on, it doesn't have anything to do with him at first glance, and he can't play.Second, although readers don't know that they can see the comment section, they know the existence of the seed store, and the label "system" can also be used.

After a month of tossing, his reputation value stabilized at more than seven hundred.

If it is said that when the reputation value is 80, his physical condition is like an 250-year-old man, and when the value is [-], he is a centenarian. Based on his experience, [-] is a guarantee, which is a vegetative state given by the system. Below two hundred, there is no hope of living.

Now the reputation value of 70 can only reach the state of 23 years old, and the degree of decline is obviously getting worse as he goes to the later stage. If he wants to meet his [-]-year-old physical condition, the value is undoubtedly not small.

Furthermore, as the capital of the Zheng Dynasty, Luocheng has a population of nearly one million, and his hype in the form of legendary stories only provided him with more than 400 reputation points.

Even if not everyone has heard of his unverifiable stories, but with the level of heated discussion in the city now, there should be quite a few people. Then there is only one conclusion, the heat gained from this kind of hype cannot be transformed into effective fame Value, his train of thought is wrong.

There are other ways to obtain reputation points, or in other words, the system has another algorithm for reputation points.

Yan Yunhe was lying on the bed and meditating, the night was silent, only the system flashed in his mind, and he fixed his eyes on the word "fame".

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Yunhe ordered to go down, he was going to live in Wangzhuang for a while, he would travel lightly, and set off after breakfast.

These days, Qing He is also used to the prince telling the truth, so he packed up his things immediately, and sent someone to Wangzhuang to inform the steward in advance, so that he was ready to pick him up.

When Wu Yusheng came, he saw that the palace was busy preparing things without any fuss, and when he reached the study room, he saw Yan Yunhe standing with his hands behind his back facing the map.

"Meet the king."

Yan Yunhe turned around when he heard the sound, and smiled slightly at Wu Yusheng. The beautiful face made the mountains and rivers behind him lose some color, "I just want to see how the wheat seedlings planted a few days ago are growing. I will rest in Zhuangzi for a period of time, and this palace will be handed over to Chang Shi."

"My lord's body..." Wu Yusheng really wanted to object, the famous doctor he was looking for had already been found, and he would go to Los Angeles in a few days. He naturally hoped that the lord could rest in peace in the palace.

Yan Yunhe interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "It's okay, I won't take my body willfully, Chang Shi can rest assured."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Wu Yusheng knew that he would not be able to persuade the prince, so he had to give up, and listened to Yan Yunhe said: "In the past few days alone in Zhuangzi, there are a few things that Chang Shi needs to pay attention to."

"What's the matter?"

"Changshi must collect the public's comments about Gu, no matter good or bad, record them all, and send them to the farm every day."

"There is one more thing that needs to be taken care of by Chang Shi. The storyteller can stop for a while. The income of the communication in Los Angeles is almost the same, and then it should be spread to other places."

"The subordinate understands that he will arrange manpower to go to other places as soon as possible."

Yan Yunhe's idea is very simple. When the "quality" of fame cannot be guaranteed, he can only choose "quantity" for the time being. The amount of this amount must at least support him from death, so that he can plan for fame.

Wu Yusheng sighed deeply, he didn't expect the prince's obsession to be so deep, after accepting this matter, he explained the future arrangements of the palace.

The dark tide surged between the middle, left, and right sides of the court, which made Yan Yunhe, the resigned regent, idle for a while, and everyone seemed to tacitly agree that the regent would never return to the court.

Yan Yunhe guessed that they should have known that he was seriously ill and would die soon, otherwise they wouldn't just let him be at ease, but this situation is just as he wished.

After handing over the affairs of the palace to the two chief historians, Yan Yunhe took the guards to Wangzhuang, and Qing He brought the internal officials and maids to arrive later.

Wang Zhuang honored Wang Xing in the morning when he received the news that the prince was going to recuperate in Wangzhuang. Their Zhuangzi, let alone providing the prince with a residence suitable for his status, was not even worthy of being a place for the prince to rest.

So as soon as Wang Xing received the news, he sweated a little, and then hurriedly cleaned up Zhuangzi, let alone the specifications, at least it should be clean and tidy.

It was so busy that at noon, dozens of guards escorted a carriage to Wangzhuang.

Wang Xing led the people in Wangzhuang to greet him on their knees. He hadn't seen the regent for a long time. Before that, he was also the servant of the loyal king. Later, the loyal king entered the capital and became the regent. With this farm, he He is not a person with any big ambitions. Only by consciously managing the farm can he be at ease, so he planned this position.

I thought that I would not have many opportunities to meet King Zhong in this life, but who would have expected that the prince would come to this Zhuangzi on a whim.

Seeing the prince's carriage coming at this moment, he knelt down respectfully and kowtowed, "Your servant welcomes the prince, the prince is a thousand years old!"

Yan Yunhe called him up from the car, and after getting out of the car, he gathered up his cloak. His physical fitness is too poor now. When everyone else was wearing thin spring clothes, he was still wearing a cloak, and the fur collar made his face look even more Pale and weak, as if he would shatter if touched, anyone who looked at him would know that he was not in good health.

Wang Xing also hadn't seen the prince for a long time. Seeing that the Prince Regent, who used to ride a horse, came by car this time, and seeing his attire and description at this time, he naturally knew that some of the rumors were true. Their prince was really hurt. It's all over.

The conditions here are not as good as those in the Wangfu, so Wang Xing became even more worried, fearing that the prince would do something good or bad with them, and blame them for not taking good care of him.

Yanyunhe was a little tired, so he excused them from the formalities. It was already noon, so the group ate lunch first, and the table was set up. Yanyunhe was full after eating two or three mouthfuls of each food. Dare to eat more.

After eating, accompanied by Wang Xingdi, take a walk in Wangzhuang to digest food.

Yan Yunhe asked Wang Xingdao, "How big is this Wangzhuang?"

Wang Xing replied: "Wangzhuang has a thousand hectares, of which [-]% is fertile land, and about [-] mu are planted with mulberry, hemp, fuel charcoal, fish ponds, fruits and vegetables, and sow beans, millet, wheat, etc. in rotation every year. , Wangzhuang’s output is also one of the best.”

A hundred mu is an hectare, and this thousand hectares of land is definitely not a small place. Yan Yunhe doesn't know how many of these fields were obtained by the "Regent" for personal gain, but he knows that it is absolutely impossible for this thousand hectares of land to come from near the capital. just.

He asked again: "How many tenants are there farming in Wangzhuang?"

Wang Xing had been prepared for a long time, and at this time he replied fluently: "There are 970 tenant farmers in total, and there are about [-] males among them."

Yan Yunhe frowned slightly when he heard this, and after removing the old and the young from the four thousand males, each of the remaining middle-aged men will be able to intensively cultivate the two or three acres of land. Extensive planting.

Yan Yunhe knew in advance that the average yield of all grains in the Dazheng Dynasty last year was only 335 catties per mu, and the yield of wheat was almost [-] catties per mu, so when he handed over the wheat to Wu Yusheng, Wu Yusheng felt that Yan Yunhe had been taken Cheated.

Such a situation of low productivity is completely powerless to resist any emergencies, especially natural disasters. If one is not careful, the whole country will be at stake.

At this time, Yan Yunhe admired those ancestors more and more. Without them, how can modern people have no worries about food and clothing?

He secretly made up his mind that although he couldn't compete with his predecessors, since he has such a golden finger, he must maximize its benefits. He also wants to see people who have no worries about food and clothing in this era.

Because, after experiencing the peace bought by the blood and tears of the ancestors, how can we enjoy the life of the privileged class here with peace of mind?

Anyway, Yanyunhe couldn't do it.