Five years of county magistrate, 100 million catties of grain shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 7

under the tent.

Fang Yuan is tasting tea.

There is also fruit and pastries on the table.

"Xianzun, have you had breakfast?"

Zhang San came over and said with a flattering smile.

"Eat, what's the matter?"

Fang Yuan glanced at him and poured him a cup of tea.

The guy's smile grew stronger immediately, and he drank it gratefully.

"His Majesty, His Majesty is likely to come to our Wuling County today, and wait at the gate of the county together?"

Zhang San looked straight at Fang Yuan and said.

After Fang Yuan left last night, he and the county magistrate waited until the city gate was closed before leaving.

Before leaving, several people agreed to continue watching tomorrow. After all, the emperor might have arrived today.

"No, I'm not free."

Fang Yuan waved his hand, said impatiently.

It's going to wait for the emperor who doesn't know what he looks like, whoever wants to go.

"Xianzun, don't rush to bid for a while. They won't be back until noon after visiting the farmland. Wouldn't it be nice if you come back at noon?"

Zhang San persuaded.

The farmland is huge and takes a long time to visit.

Besides, how can the bidding of these caravans be more important than waiting for the emperor?
"Go away, don't disturb my rest."

"When you go to wait, pass by Chen Yuluoyan Tower first, and call Lu Chuchu to beat my back for me."

Fang Yuan felt speechless towards him, and kicked his ass.

It didn't take much effort at all, but this guy fell to the ground, posing in a seductive lying position, and screamed loudly.

Seeing this, Fang Yuan's face darkened.

"Okay, okay, I'll go now, sir."

Seeing that Fang Yuan's expression was not right, Zhang San quickly got up and scrambled away.

Fang Yuan recovered his cleanliness, he leisurely leaned on the stool to drink tea, and lived a life similar to retirement as the honor of a county.

Green Summer led the team.

Li Shimin and others followed.

After walking a few miles, they finally entered the farmland.

At this moment, Li Shimin and others seemed to be in a world of yellow and orange.

Paddy rice, wheat, millet, a piece of farmland, the seeds are all bent at their waists.

When the breeze blows, they sway with the wind, as if beckoning to everyone, and the smell of food is also wafting.

"It's so full of rice. There are more than 100 grains of these rice ears in one plant, right?!"

"I have seen such a bumper crop of wheat in the Jiangnan area in previous years, but because of the drought this year, I have never seen it again."

"The chestnut is also so full. How did Wuling County grow such a harvest of grain? Don't you all suffer from the plague of locusts?"

After the caravan representatives entered the farmland, they rushed towards the farmland as if they were crazy, stroking all kinds of grain with trembling hands.

They sighed and couldn't believe what they saw, but everything in front of them was real, so they couldn't help but believe it.

The same was true for Li Shimin and Du Ruhui, stroking the ears of rice with trembling hands, looking at the grain in front of them, their eyes gradually became moist.

It's not just food, it's life!

The people in the disaster area are saved, and there is no need to issue an edict of guilt!
"Miss Luxia, haven't you experienced drought and locust plagues?"

The caravan representative slowly recovered from the shock.

They looked at Lu Xia and asked questions in their hearts.

The impact of this year's drought has been significant, with most areas affected.

Although the locust plague broke out in the Guannei Road area, it also affected all parts of the world.

Li Shimin and Du Ruhui also came back to their senses, looked at Lu Xia, and waited for her answer.

"Yes, I have."

"Drought and locust plagues have been experienced."

"But our county elders have taken measures in advance, and the impact is not great."

Lu Xia said with a proud face.

The county lord is the pride of everyone in Wuling County.

Today's Wuling County has a share of credit for the county's elders.

As a native of Wuling, Lu Xia clearly witnessed all this.

She warned herself from the bottom of her heart that she must work hard in Fang Yuan's hands in the future.

"How did you do it?"

Seeing no one asked, Li Shimin asked.

He also caught one word: take measures in advance!

Taking measures in advance, did Fang Yuan predict the emergence of drought and locust disasters in advance?

If this is the case, Fang Yuan is probably his Yingmeng virtuous minister!
"In fact, I don't know much about this. My family doesn't farm, and the fields are rented out."

"If the distinguished guests want to know clearly, they can ask the farmers here, they know better."

Lu Xia shook her head and smiled.

As he spoke, he looked around and waved to a farmer who was closer.

There are countless farmlands here. Although it is not the plowing season, people still need to watch them to prevent accidents.

Soon, the farmer came over. He was wearing a straw hat, with dark skin, wrinkled face, and a simple smile.

"Sister Luxia, what's the matter with being called uncle?"

The farmer scratched his head and said honestly.

There were a lot of people at the scene, and they all wore silk, so he naturally felt inferior.

"Uncle, these are representatives of caravans from various places, who came to see our Wuling County food."

"I just want to ask you a few questions, don't be afraid, they don't eat people, hehe."

Lu Xia said with a smile.

After a few words, the farmer's expression became more natural.

"This old man, I want to ask, how do you deal with the drought and locust plague?"

Li Shimin asked politely.

"You said this, then you are asking the right person."

"At the beginning of the year, the county lord called on us to open a canal to divert the river from tens of miles away."

"Not only that, but we also asked us to build hundreds of wells in the ten thousand hectares of fertile land to store water. Now there are still some wells with water, and there is no drought at all."

The old man said proudly.

It is heard that there is a severe drought all over the world, and the harvest is dismal.

But their Wuling County has a great harvest, not to mention how proud they are.

However, the county has an order not to spread the news of the bumper harvest in Wuling County to the outside world, so outsiders don't know about it.

That's why Luxia asked him, and he said that he was a representative of the caravan from various places, so he answered truthfully.

"Excellent, your county lord is really foresight."

Li Shimin's expression remained the same, and he was horrified.

"That is!"

"If it weren't for the county magistrate, our Wuling County would be suffering right now."

The old man said respectfully.

When Fang Yuan was mentioned, his eyes were full of respect.

The on-site caravan representatives exchanged glances with each other in private and nodded secretly.

Du Ruhui listened, his eyes also changed, thinking that he would turn around and urge the imperial army who was investigating Fang Yuan's information, to make them hurry up.

"How did you deal with the locust plague?"

Li Shimin sighed and nodded, then asked about the locust plague.

Drought can drain water, but locust plagues are different. How to deal with locusts flying from the sky?
"Actually, the locust plague in Wuling County is not serious."

"As soon as I heard about the locust plague in the pass, the county lord organized people to monitor it day and night, and lit torches in various places at night. Locusts like to fight fires and will attack torches. We took advantage of the situation to get rid of them."

"We raise chickens, ducks, geese, etc. around the farmland during the day. They are the natural enemies of locusts. There are not many locusts in the first place, and they are eaten by chickens, ducks, and geese as soon as they arrive."

The old man said proudly.

These are his personal experiences.

They are all deep memories, and the farmland will be protected in the same way in the future.

"How do you know that chickens, ducks and geese are natural enemies of locusts?"

Li Shimin asked impatiently.

He knew that the migrating locusts were fighting the fire, and when he was in Chang'an City, he also called soldiers to kill locusts at night.

But there were too many locusts, and a lot of them were killed at night, and they appeared endlessly the next day, which could not protect the food of the world at all.

"The county lord said it."

The old man replied like this.

"Then how much can you harvest this year?"

Li Shimin asked another question.

It is also a question that the on-site caravan representatives want to ask.

"I heard that there can be a million stones."

"I heard that too, I don't know how to count."

The old man scratched his head and smiled foolishly.

"Thank you old man, I'm done asking."

Li Shimin nodded and thanked him.

Beneath his calm face, his heart was full of turbulent waves.

First, Fang Yuan's drainage obviously knew about the drought in advance, how did he know in advance?
Second, the natural enemy of locusts, no one in the civil and military courts knew about it, how did Fang Yuan know about it?
Thirdly, Fang Yuan must be his virtuous minister Ying Meng!
Fourth, 100 million shi of grain!
(End of this chapter)