Daqin: The poorest prime minister, the first emperor begged me to corrupt

Chapter 110 Daqin Supreme Court Chief, dare to be a little more cowardly?
According to the original Qin law, the men were on the left and right, separated from their father and brother to set up a household, and had to cultivate a ration field of about [-] mu, which became the cornerstone of farming and warfare.

A small couple has to cultivate a hundred acres of land, which sounds like an extremely terrifying amount of labor.

But in fact...it is indeed an extremely terrifying amount of labor!
Even if the [-] mu of land is not all used for farming food, including fields dedicated to growing mulberry and other agricultural by-products, it doesn't take too much effort...it's really enough!
However, everything cannot be viewed from the perspective of the future.

Although Daqin's original farming technology was far ahead of the Yue people, in the eyes of later generations, it was undoubtedly slash-and-burn farming, which could not reach the level of intensive farming.

So if you convert it.

The labor force consumed by the ancestors of the Qin people in cultivating a hundred acres of land is roughly the same as that in the intensive cultivation of ten acres of land by the descendants of later generations.

Moreover, the harvest of Daqin's original fields was very poor.

Whoever can raise the yield per mu to two hundred catties will be considered a bumper harvest, and the imperial court will immediately confer titles on them and send officials to learn their farming techniques.

The quality of the harvest is not good, and it can only be made up by the number of acres!

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The above is the original Qin law.

As for now, it is already very different!
The promotion of high-yielding grains and new farm tools made intensive farming a mandatory requirement of Qin law.

A small couple can cultivate ten acres of land, which is already the limit. At most, they can plant some mulberry and hemp fields that are easy to take care of.

Therefore, Qin Mo originally set the ration field standard for the Yue people as three acres, and if he wanted more, he could cultivate it himself.

It's just that the [-] war horses seconded from Yingzheng a few days ago played a big role, and the speed of farming suddenly accelerated. This is why the ration field allocated to the Yue people was reset to five acres, regardless of gender, age or age!

In this way of dividing the land, the old and the young must rely on the young and the strong, and the women must rely on the men to complete the heavy farming and harvest.

And this is exactly what Qin Mo wants to see, if the people of Yue go on like this, within a few years they will definitely change their ways, spontaneously form a family, and integrate into the big Huaxia family!

"In addition, His Majesty has sent a reward edict to the original witch chiefs of each tribe."

"Baozhu clan, Tieshan clan, etc., among the nine clans that responded to the incident first, the shaman chiefs were all awarded the title of fifth-class doctor, and the shaman chiefs of the remaining tribes who were newly attached to the tribe were granted the titles of the second and no change."

"Outside of the ration field, we can give them the treatment they deserve from titles."

"This matter will be handled by Feng Jie, the imperial historian, and Li Si, the court lieutenant. We will set an example for all Yue people with great fanfare, and let them know the glory and wealth of having a title."

"In this way, Ding, a Yue man, will be happy when he hears the battle, but the king of Panyu will not be worried."

Qin Mo looked at Feng Jie and Li Si, who were quite tanned, and said solemnly.

The two immediately raised their hands to accept orders: "Here!"

Qin Mo continued: "After the division of the fields is completed, young and strong men will be recruited to form an army."

"At the time of introduction, except for the officials who taught the children and the officials of the Mohist school, the rest of the officials also participated in the drills, familiarized with the changes of the mandarin duck formation, and preached ideas for the Yue soldiers."

Several doctors headed by Chun Yuyue, as well as several Mohist officials, all sang together: "Here!"

But the rest of the officials, including Feng Jie and Li Si, were very confused.

They can survive to the position of important court ministers, they are not too young, and the average age is even over 50 years old.

It's okay to let them command the Yue soldiers to fight. Everyone knows more or less the way of battle, or simply has led soldiers to fight. If the command is determined, they can still do it.

But it would be a joke to let their old bones practice with Yue soldiers.

Do you still want to die?
All the officials were stunned for a long while, and Feng Jie, who had the highest position, finally said softly, "President Qin really still holds grudges~!"

These words were a bit inexplicable, but all the officials suddenly realized, and the eyes they looked at Qin Mo suddenly became resentful.

The last time they made a small report on Qin Mo in private, Qin Mo hadn't settled with them yet.

These days, they thought that Qin Mo was magnanimous, and they were quite thankful, so they almost forgot about it.

But looking at it now, the magnanimous man with Mao Mao, I am afraid that he has been waiting for this opportunity long ago, playing tricks on people openly!

Look at those officials who don't need to participate in the training. All of them were not reported to Qin Mo at the beginning. They are either radical Confucian officials or more radical Mohist officials...

"Qin Xiang, Si has something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not!"

Li Si felt that, as the only person with the highest official position present, Feng Jie had already spoken, and it was necessary for him to say a few words.

Otherwise, it will appear that there is no responsibility for the second brother!

Qin Mo laughed and said, "It's not appropriate to talk about it."

Li Si: "Uh..."

Li Si's words were already on the verge of his mouth, and he heard that he didn't choke to death.

This young prime minister is still so careless and doesn't play cards according to common sense at all, how can people talk about it?
However, seeing the warm (cold) smile on Qin Mo's face, Li Si really didn't have the courage to follow suit.

He doesn't have Feng Jie's tough bones, dare to complain about Qin Mo face to face!

It's just that the officials and Feng Jie are all looking at him at this moment, waiting for him to set an example as the second brother, which is very embarrassing.

In the end, under the eager eyes of the officials, he had no choice but to straighten his back slowly, bowed his hands solemnly and said, "Mr. Qin, I actually want to say that the spring rain has come... Your legs have been suffering from cold recently, and I am afraid it will be difficult to practice if you are not good at walking. How about teaching children to learn?"

Feng Jie: "..."

The officials: "..."

Everyone fell in love with it.

How dare you hold it in for a long time, and just say this?
Dignified Tingwei, the chief of the Supreme Court of the Great Qin Dynasty, dare to be a little more cowardly? !

"Pfft, cough cough cough ~!"

Li Si was pretending to be cowardly, all the officials were disappointed, Chun Yuyue and others who didn't need to participate in the drill, but they couldn't bear it, they could only cough dryly to cover up their laughter.

When the officials heard the sound, they couldn't help but have black lines all over their heads.

Laughing like a melon, laughing, people who gloat, are simply not human!
"Pfft, cough, cough..."

While the officials were cursing inwardly, there was another one at the top position, and a dry cough sounded to cover up their laughter.

Looking up, he found that it was Fusu, the crown prince, covering his face with his hands, coughing and laughing like crazy!

"..."

All the officials were speechless for a while, the prince and Prime Minister Qin have been in pairs all day long, and he seems to have followed suit.

However, after being speechless, the officials looked at Fusu who had managed to hold back his laughter and was a little ashamed, but Qiqi's eyes lit up.

How could you be ashamed?

This prince can still be saved!
The officials exchanged glances with each other, and then resolutely cast beseeching glances at Fusu.

Fusu is not only the crown prince, but also the supervisor of the army. In the absence of Ying Zheng, he is the only one who can talk to Qin Mo.

"His Royal Highness, the old minister's wind-cold legs are not good for walking, and it may be difficult to practice. Should we teach children to learn instead?"

Li Si was the first to speak, and then let go of the words just now, betraying Fusu.

Feng Jie and the others were preempted by his unfaithful second brother, couldn't help poking their lips angrily, and then showed their oldness even harder.

"..."

Fusu was immediately stunned by the pitiful presbyopia of the superior officials.

You courtiers are fighting, don't pull me!

Besides, I'm just the supervisor of the army, not the leader, and it's not good for me to interfere with Qin Mo's prime minister's order!

After all, Fusu was a gentleman. After hesitating for a moment, he finally looked at Qin Mo and didn't speak.

But the meaning has already been conveyed: [Is it possible to let all the officials go? 】

Qin Mo frowned slightly, and said to the officials who were begging for hugs: "The truth is definitely not public revenge, it's just that the lords are good at different things, so they assign different responsibilities."

"Chun Yuyue and other Confucian doctors, You Shangang's theory of filial piety and fraternity, combined with the missionary thinking, it is most appropriate to teach the children of Yue people, which is conducive to the future rule of the Great Qin."

"And Mohist officials are good at learning all kinds of crafts."

"At that time, the Yue people were young and strong to participate in the drills. The rest were old and weak, women and children, and they had to be managed by Mohist officials. In addition to looking after the farmland, they rushed to make armor, shields, bows and crossbows and other equipment, and at the same time, they had to build roads..."

"My lords, if you feel that you understand principles, filial piety, and fraternity better than a Confucian doctor, and if you feel that you understand all kinds of crafts better than a Mohist official, report your name quickly, and I will re-arrange responsibilities for you!"

Feng Jie: "..."

Li Si: "..."

The officials: "..."

In order to put on small shoes for us, you have made such a logical and careful, how much free time do you, the prime minister, have on weekdays?

Isn't it tiring to be a street skater running around the world?
Fusu looked at the officials who were speechless, and waved his hands amusedly: "Masters, copy and leave a copy of the booklet of the land reclaimed under your rule, and go to work, and must complete the grant of land as soon as possible."

"Here."

The officials bowed their hands to accept orders.

Some guards brought bamboo slips and table cases, and the officials who directly participated in the management of the Yue people began to copy the field booklets they brought.

The rest of the officials exited the bamboo building one by one and went about their own affairs.

In the end, the officials who left the fields for backup also bid farewell to the rain and went back to take charge of the work of dividing the fields.

After Qin Mo and Fusu sent away all the officials, they immediately began to count the total number of acres.

Gongsunye, Zhang Liang and others, as well as the three daughters of Yuan Man, Yu Ji and Lu Zhi, were also called to help with statistics.

A group of people worked till night, and the total number of acres was finally counted.

Total: more than 83 acres!
That may seem like a lot at first glance.

But if it is converted on average, it is equivalent to more than [-] people. During this period, each person only reclaimed eight acres of land...

At first glance, it seems that there are very few.

But not all of the [-] Yue people are young and strong, and reclaiming wasteland is not just reclaiming wasteland.

In addition to reclamation, it is necessary to separate manpower to raise seedlings, dig supporting irrigation canals, and finally plant potato seedlings, sweet potato seedlings, and rice seedlings into the fields.

In addition, at a certain distance, a settlement village will be built.

Under such a heavy workload, 83 mu of land has been reclaimed, which is really enough to be proud of!

Standing on the mine and looking around, you can see patches of irregular fields one after another, with no end in sight.

Why are there irregular fields one after another?

Because the territory of Panyu Kingdom is mostly mountainous and hilly landforms, the gentle areas suitable for farming are all occupied by Panyu nobles, and there is no useless wood like the Tieshan tribe...

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The next day, the work of dividing the land involving [-] Yue people officially started, and the officials were too busy to touch the ground.

Fortunately, Great Qin already had a mature land granting mechanism. When the officials led the Yue people under their rule to reclaim wasteland and farmland, they were already making preparations and recording the pros and cons of the land.

Now when the fields are divided, it is only necessary to mix and match the good and bad fields on an equal basis, and let the Yue people draw lots to get the fields. What is drawn counts and cannot be changed.

If you are not satisfied, you can reclaim the land yourself, and the reclaimed land will be exempted from paying land tax for three years!
"Hahaha, these lands belong to me. When the white rice is harvested in autumn, the colorful babblers in the flower mushroom department will come to drill my bamboo building by themselves."

Kun left the village with a wooden title deed and found his own three-acre paddy field. Standing on the ground and looking at the faint green seedlings, he couldn't help grinning silly.

As for the dry field not far away that also belonged to him, with half an acre of potatoes, half an acre of sweet potatoes and one acre of ramie, he directly ignored it...

In the inherent concept of Yue people, as long as you can eat white rice, you are a nobleman, and everything else is empty!
"Mao Maozi, you can only think of beautiful things. You have paddy fields, and so do colorful babblers. Why should they come to curry favor with you?"

The head shaman of the Baozhu clan seemed to have heard his son's silly music, and complained unceremoniously.

The Yue people around who claimed the territory all burst into laughter when they heard the words: "Pfft, hahaha..."

Kun's tender face was flushed by the laughter, and he said, "I... I have strength... The man in the nearby village is as strong as me... When the rice is ripe, the colorful babbler wants to harvest it quickly so that the rice does not fall In the field, they must come to me!"

The surrounding laughter stopped abruptly.

Even the old shaman was taken aback.

Although Kun is simple and honest, he used to be the most valiant warrior of the Baozhu clan, even with a radius of hundreds of miles, and he was naturally good at farm work.

Undoubtedly, that girl from the Huagu tribe who made him miss him will really come to drill his bamboo building in the future!
Tread-tap-

The dense sound of horseshoes suddenly came from the mountain road.

A group of Yue people turned their heads to look around, and found that thousands of armored knights were rushing towards the mine, holding gorgeous banners and guards of honor.

The majesty of the horses and iron armor and the splendor of the flags and ceremonies complement each other, making people feel awe and longing when they look at it from a distance!

The people of Zhuyue saw the thousand riders coming straight to this side, and hurriedly bowed their hands to show their respect.

Before Feng Jie urged his horse out, he asked loudly: "The original Baozhu clan Wuchang Haixiong, but you live in this village?"

The head shaman of the Baozhu tribe hurried forward, and saluted again: "The common people are sea bears."

Feng Jie looked up and down the shriveled and thin head witch of the Baozhu clan, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He was not tall, but the name he gave was quite bluffing.

Li Si also urged his horse out at this time, and saw that most of the Yue people in this village were in the nearby fields, so he said loudly in the Yue language he had just learned: "Your Majesty the Great Qin Shihuang... the Sun God Emperor, thank you for the original Baozhu tribe Wuchang Sea Bear , be the first to lead the crowd to submit to the meritorious service, and I will be specially rewarded with the title of fifth-class doctor."

"Here, the official, I brought the official seal, the crown robe ribbon, and this year's salary, 250 shi of polished rice."

"In addition, officials will come tomorrow and allocate [-] acres of paddy fields for you to build a big house with a square meter of [-] feet."

"Besides, you can keep five guests or servants. If you take the law exam in the future, you will be hired as an official first!"

After all, he waved his hand behind him, and the knights came out, either holding the official seal, or holding the crown and robe ribbon, or unloading a stone of white rice from the horse's back.

250 Shibai rice is a number.

But piled together, it is a small mountain of rice, and the eyes of the onlookers are all straightened.

The head shaman of the Baozhu clan looked at Mi Shan and began to play tricks!

(End of this chapter)