Ancient Imperial Examination Daily

Chapter 798 The Great Victory
"Seven stones weigh 73 catties."

"Eight stones, 65 catties."

Wu Shangshu was very excited as the yields per mu of the medium and high-grade fields were reported one by one.Especially when the yield per mu of the first-class fields was reported, he couldn't restrain his emotions and knelt down in the field with a handful of rice in his hands, crying.

He stayed in the Ministry of Industry for more than [-] years, all he thought about was how to increase grain production.Especially in times of famine and famine, when the officials of the Ministry of Households had no food to put away, and under the double pressure of the emperor and the tragic scenes of the people, and turned to put pressure on the Ministry of Industry, his deep sense of powerlessness was Other officials can't feel it.

Seven stones per mu, what is this concept?In the past, the yield per mu in the Song Dynasty was only two stones, which has increased by three or four times, and this is only the output of one season of rice!

Du Jinning confirmed last year that the Jiangnan area can grow two rice crops a year.With one mu of land, seven stones per season, the output in two seasons is fourteen stones, which is seven times that of the previous yield of two stones per mu.

Seven times!
Seven times!

It is Wu Shangshu's dream to double the grain output.But now, Du Jinning told him with facts that the grain output can be multiplied by seven times.

Since then, the Song Dynasty has never starved to death, and the people are not afraid of famines.It is no longer a dream for them to have enough food and clothing.There is no hunger in the world. This is no longer a beautiful scenery described by literati, but has become a reality.

Wu Shangshu put down the rice, got up and walked to Du Jinning, bowing deeply.He wanted to say something to thank him, but the tears were still flowing, and everything was stuck in his throat, making him speechless.

"Hey, Master Wu, what are you doing? Don't do this." Du Jinning helped him up.

Eunuch Jin wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and said in a hoarse voice, "Master Du...you have immeasurably meritorious deeds!"

Back then, he was unable to survive because of a disaster in his hometown, and his parents starved to death. He fled to the capital with the food his parents saved him, but because he was too young to make a living, he was helpless. He went down to the palace and became a eunuch.

If Du Jinning was born 30 or [-] years earlier and developed such a high-yield rice seed, would he still be a rootless person?He may marry a wife and have children in his hometown, take care of his parents, and live a happy life.

"When our family returns to Beijing, we will ask the emperor to ask for credit for Mr. Du." He said in a nasal voice.

"So is Wu." Wu Shangshu sniffed, "Wu will do his best to ask for credit for Lord Du."

Guan Jiatian and Tao Huahui stood aside, watching this scene, with tears in their eyes, and they didn't feel any jealousy at the words of Eunuch Jin and Wu Shangshu for asking for credit for Du Jinning.

They all started from the most grassroots officials like county magistrates, and they know the sufferings of the people best.Seeing those people struggling on the line of life and death, eating every meal without stopping, as parents, they feel the same.

So Wu Shangshu and Eunuch Jin's excitement was most understandable to them; no matter how much praise Du Jinning received, they couldn't think it was an exaggeration.

This move has immeasurable merit!
Just in case, regardless of the hot weather, the group checked a few more fields, and the yield per mu was almost the same.

It was noon now, Wu Shangshu hurriedly wrote the memorial, asked Guan Jiatian for a customs clearance inspection, and handed it to the accompanying officials: "Send someone to hurry up and spread the good news to Beijing."

He feels that the successful development of a high-yield new rice variety is no less than a big victory, and even more significant than a big victory.After all, victory is only temporary, and the increase in grain production will benefit generations to come. It can enhance the overall strength of the entire Song Dynasty, which is of extraordinary significance.It is his dereliction of duty as Minister of the Ministry of Industry not to announce the good news to the emperor.

Seeing this, Du Jinning stepped aside and called the head of Songzhuang to order: "Stop harvesting. When will you harvest the rice again? Listen to my order."

"But this time waits for no one..." Song Zhuangtou hesitated.

Double-cropping rice is to grab the right time.If the farming season is delayed, the power will affect the output of late rice.

Du Jinning shook his head: "The emperor may send officials down tomorrow, and they will only believe what they see with their own eyes. If it affects the late rice planting, I will compensate for all your losses."

Song Zhuangtou quickly waved his hand: "Master, please don't say that, I was wrong just now. In fact, even if there is only this season's harvest, it is equivalent to several seasons before us. It doesn't matter if the late rice can't be planted. You must not say anything about compensation."

What he said just now was just a subconscious reaction.After all, for an old farmer, nothing can delay farming time.He didn't think about it at all.

……

Wu Yun is the head of the post station. He usually receives officials and their family members who take office or return home to visit relatives. As a military officer, he lives a very leisurely life.

One day, he was sitting in the house drinking tea when he heard a shout: "Good news, Runzhou's grain yield is seven shi per mu."

"Good news?"

Hearing these two words, Wu Yun didn't dare to be negligent. He threw down the teacup and ran out. He saw a strong man riding in on a horse. The gatekeeper stood there with both hands up. Overwhelmed.

Wu Yun ran up to the strong man and was about to speak when he saw that the other party handed over a public examination.He opened it and saw that it was stamped with the big seal of the Runzhou government office. After confirming that it was correct, he immediately ordered the guards: "Go and bring that black horse here."

When the black horse was brought, the strong man jumped on the horse without saying a word, and ran outside.

The guard opened his mouth wide, looked at the strong man's back, and asked Wu Yun, "This, this..." The man rode away, but it was the strongest horse in the station.

"This is good news!" Wu Yun said.

In recent years, there have been very few wars at the border, and even if there were wars, the delivery of military information may not necessarily pass through here. Their station has not been passed by for many years.However, as the station chief, Wu Yun still knew how to deal with good news passing by.

He seemed to suddenly think of something, and asked: "What did he shout just now? Runzhou's grain yield is seven stones per mu?"

The guard nodded.

"Isn't there a war?" Wu Yun scratched his head, walked into the house, and said, "Is it fake? How can it be possible to produce seven stones per mu?"

Three or four stones is still possible, seven stones... He shook his head.

But thinking about the fact that Runzhou magistrate is not in the head, it is impossible to lie about this kind of thing, so he became suspicious again.

Inconvenience in ancient times, one is affected by road conditions, and the other is limited by riding tools.

Horses are not modern cars, as long as there is oil, they can run all the time.Horses get tired just like people, and they have to rest after a short run.The horse-changing service at the post station fully saves the time for reporting the message. As long as the rider can withstand it, he can run all the way to the destination.

When the strong man arrived in the capital, the gates of the capital had only been closed for a while.

"Happy news." He yelled and slammed the city gate.

The officers and soldiers guarding the city were not as inexperienced as Wu Yun and the others. When they heard the shout, they quickly opened the city gate a crack, and after receiving the public inspection, they opened the city gate to let the strong man in.

The strong man entered the city and went straight to the palace.

(End of this chapter)