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"King Ji Xia is wise and courageous! In just one month, he has avenged the six messengers, and he has also avenged my Tai Cang!"
In the crowd of people, a loud voice suddenly came!
Among the people of Tai Cang, some similar voices appeared sporadically, not enough time for more than ten breaths, and they all began to discuss the young king.
"King Ji Xia is indeed the bloodline of the former ruler. If you want to kill it, you will kill it, and you will not look forward to it at all."
"I have a hunch that Zhou Qing and Jiu Dog, who have troubled Tai Cang for more than two hundred years, will all be solved by the king."
"It's natural, have you forgotten that National Teacher Zhou Qing? Just because he killed a few Tai Cang children, he was captured by the king and beheaded in front of everyone! What kind of identity is Zhou Qing National Teacher? In the hands of the Lord?"
"The wind protects the king!"
"The wind protects the king!"
"The wind protects the king!"
Many voices gradually converged and merged, and finally turned into a sky-shattering voice: the strong wind protects the king.
Countless people of Tai Cang looked at the corpses of pigeons and dogs in various dead forms in the city, and shouted from the bottom of their hearts. From the initial doubts to the surprise that the young king was not bad, until now, they gradually agreed.
Ji Xia occupies the hearts of the people of Tai Cang at a magical speed, making their inner confidence rise.
The royal court lady had a smile on her face, watching the people of Tai Cang blushing and shouting constantly. As a Tai Cang people, she was one of the two maids who served Ji Xia's ruler in daily life. Proud, extraordinarily proud.
"The lord not only looks handsome, but also treats people kindly on weekdays. He even scolded many ministers that day with such majesty. In the end, I don't know who was so lucky to be able to marry the lord."
The royal court lady's brows and eyes were happy, and she continued onwards, arriving at the destination of the trip in a short time.
As the maid of the king, she has a very high status in the palace, and she is not bad with all the benefits. Not only can she allow her parents and younger brother to eat two full meals a day, but she can also go home from the palace from time to time.
Although he couldn't stay at home overnight, no one would say anything after an hour or two.
"I don't know if Dad's leg injury has healed. I have always wanted to ask the lord for some medicine, but the lord is busy with his affairs, so I didn't dare to speak for fear of disturbing the lord." She muttered to herself and entered the door of the house.
The courtyard is a little dilapidated. Inside is a small courtyard. There are several stone houses that are the most common in Tai Cang. There are faint traces of moss, which are probably many years old.
In addition to the road in front of the stone house, there is also a small vegetable garden where some melons and fruits are planted. These are also standard in most Taicang people's houses. Although these vegetable gardens have very little output due to poor soil, but It can also soothe your tongue.
The maid frowned and looked at the deserted courtyard. In the past, every time she went home, the younger brother, who was only two years younger than her, would happily greet her, and her parents would look at her through the window full of surprises.
It seems a little different today.
She was puzzled, but her footsteps did not stop, and she walked into the room.
The parents' house is empty, and there are some leftovers on the table. This is almost impossible in Taicang - Taicang people will never have leftover food, and the boundless wilderness has almost never cared for Taicang. , Counting the history of Tai Cang for more than [-] years, even in the best era, the people of Tai Cang did not have a full meal.
In today's Tai Cang, thanks to the royal family's control over food, almost every household has food to eat, but they are not so extravagant as to have leftover food!
"Something must have happened." The maid was a little flustered, remembering that Taicheng City was not far from home, so she quickly ran out of the room and ran out the door.
suddenly!
A figure jumped out from behind her, and the spirit energy waved out, binding her around her body, preventing her from moving at all, even her throat seemed to be strangled, unable to make a sound.
While the maid's consciousness was blurred, she suddenly heard a cold and harsh voice.
"Don't make a sound, or..."
Chapter 35 Let You Laugh Enough
The harvest season in the Taicang fields passed slowly. After all the grains had been harvested by the industrious people of Taicang, they were transported to the nine huge granaries next to the royal court.
These nine granaries have a history of a hundred years, and the grains harvested at each ripening period have to travel from here.
And now the third ripening period has a very special meaning for Tai Cang, because this is the last harvest season of this year, and the solitude of the boundless wilderness will come in two months.
After two months of solitude, the three suns rose again, the earth revived, and the people sowed seeds again, and two months later it was another harvest season.
This means that the harvest of Tai Cang entered a stagnant period for a full six months after the third ripening period, and not a single grain of grain was put into storage.
The people of Tai Cang have to spend these six months with difficulty.
"There is no sign of a reduction in grain production in the third ripening period, which is unexpected by everyone." In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Gu Shu was playing: "There are still 59 days, and the death of the sun is coming. Cooperate with the major missions to calculate the food quota for the Taicang people for the next six months..."
Before he could finish speaking, a minister came out and pointed at Dr. Nong and scolded: "Your farmer's office has not noticed any signs of grain production reduction. Up to now, the harvest is so poor, what did you think of it? Could the remedy be to cut the rations of the people?"
Among the officials, several others spoke out and jointly held the Nongshifu to be held accountable.
Gu Shu's face was extremely ugly. He saw so many ministers questioning him, and he couldn't help but argue with his neck: "A dozen colleagues from the farmer's house are observing the fields day and night. There is no problem in the Taicang fields at all, but the food that grows is just It is much less than in previous years, so what can I do about the farmer's house?"
"In the final analysis, you are a dereliction of duty as a doctor of agriculture! There is no reason to prove that your agricultural attainments are insufficient!"
When Gu Shu heard someone questioning what he was most proud of on weekdays, he was furious and was about to refute when Ji Xia, who was sitting lazily on the throne, said slowly, "Now Tai, Cang Er How much grain is there in the fourteen granaries of the city?"
Gu Shu replied, "About forty-eight million catties."
Ji Xia frowned and said, "There are more than 800 people, only [-] million jin of grain, and they have to last for half a year, which means that each person has a daily quota of about three or two?"
The boundless wilderness is no better than the earth. The people of Taicang basically don’t have any other food besides food. If it is a child, it’s all. If an adult only eats three or two pieces of rice a day, how can they survive?
Moreover, Tai Cang's food was not strictly averaged. The salary of officials and the diet of military troops would consume a lot of food, leaving less and less for the people of Tai Cang.
Hearing Ji Xia's words, Dr. Nong said ashamed: "Nong Shifu is ashamed of Tai Cang."
His words of admitting his mistake immediately triggered a new round of accusations from Baiguan. Ji Xia waved his hand and said, "What are you arguing about? If you don't think about how to solve the problem, what's the use of arguing here?"
He stood up first: "Go, go to the granary and have a look."
Many people in the Taicang granary are busy. After they are busy processing the newly harvested grain, they put it in a bag made of a strange leaf and place it in the granary neatly.
The granary in charge is accompanying the lord and the loyal ministers of Tai Cang, constantly introducing the composition of the granary.
Ji Xia walked in the granary full of the fragrance of new grains. The hardworking people of Taicang were still working hard, as if they would not be dissatisfied with the lack of food, nor would they slack off in their work.
Ji Xia waved his hand to quiet the library, and walked to a middle-aged man in his forties who was trying his best to arrange the packed food, bag by bag.
"Uncle clan, how does the newly harvested grain taste? You work in the granary, so you should have tasted it?" Ji Xia asked with a smile on his face.
The middle-aged man turned his head and saw a very handsome young man asking, grinned and said, "I haven't tasted it yet, the grain harvest for the third phase of this year is not good, so this year, the owner of the storehouse did not follow the practice of previous years. , to distribute new grain to those who work in the granary, and to eat the old grain from a few months ago."
Ji Xia said worriedly: "The king's court neglected his duty and did not monitor the Taicang fields well. The harvest this time was really poor. The people of Taicang will have to live a hard life again. I don't know how many people will die this time."
The more the middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him, the more familiar he felt, but he couldn't remember who the young man was, so he stopped thinking: "How can you blame Wang Ting? My wife also went to the fields to take care of the food this year, and she came back with me. Said that the senior officials of the Agricultural Teachers College worked as hard as them every day, the wind and the sun were blowing every day, and the food was not much better."
"The people who take care of the grain fields can rest at night, but the high officials are stationed in the fields day and night. She even saw some high officials chew the soil in their mouths every day, saying that it is to check the quality of the soil. Has there been a change..."
"I can't blame Wang Ting for this situation. The officials of the Wang Ting have done their best. If there is less food, we should eat less. We strong people eat less, and give children and the elderly more to eat, and we will get through it. Remember That's what happened once when I was young."