"The Book of Rites, Monthly Ordinances, states that wheat is grown in the first month of summer, and corn is harvested in the first month of autumn. In the State of Song, wheat was planted in the east in areas with fertile soil and water. In the next summer, wheat was harvested, and then chestnut seedlings were planted. In this way, if a good farmer cultivated a hundred mu of land, the grain he produced could feed nine people, and an average farmer could grow up to five people."
Dong Bowen stood in front of Cheng Qianye and talked about the memorial he had just handed over.
He secretly glanced at his lord sitting on the throne.
The lord supported his chin with one hand, listening carefully and attentively, and placed his other hand on the table. His white fingers unconsciously rolled a sky-blue gem on the table.
"Go on." The lord raised his hand.
Those clear and bright eyes were staring at him.
Dong Bowen, who always thought he was very calm, couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
The lord has a handsome appearance, a little too gorgeous for a man.
But he carries a strong aura, a kind of confidence, a kind of confidence that can stabilize everything and see through everything.
This superior aura, coupled with his young and handsome appearance, gives him a unique kingly charm.
Dong Bowen collected his thoughts. His lord was very interested in the article "On the Origin of Agriculture" he had submitted and summoned him alone. This was a good opportunity for him to show his talent and he must seize it.
He suppressed his nervousness and continued, "Since I came to Bianjing, I have carefully investigated the surrounding agricultural work. I found that even if a farmer in our country rents 200 acres of land, he can barely support his family. It is far from the standard of farming in Song State."
Cheng Qianye: "In your opinion, what is the reason? What is the good solution?"
Dong Bowen knelt down and took out two books from his sleeve: "In my humble opinion, this is because our country has never made efforts to promote agricultural studies. Song State attaches great importance to agriculture, so agriculture is developed and people's livelihood is prosperous. It has specially set up two laws, "Law of Land" and "Law of Warehouse", which require local officials to make full use of the land. I personally think that our Great Jin can also choose and adopt it."
Xia Fei took the book and handed it to Cheng Qianye.
Cheng Qianye opened the book page by page and read it carefully.
Dong Bowen observed Cheng Qianye's expression and saw no sign of displeasure, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
He kept the two books in his sleeves for several days and did not dare to submit them along with the memorial.
He was worried that presenting the laws of Song to his lord for reference at a time when Jin and Song were at war would cause his lord's displeasure.
But now it seems that the lord has a broad mind like the sea and does not seem to be unhappy.
Cheng Qianye flipped through the two books of agricultural laws of the Song Dynasty and found that they put forward very detailed policies for managing agriculture and forestry.
It mentions in detail the number of seeds to be sown per acre of land, the farming work that needs to be carried out in response to different solar terms, and introduces various advanced cultivation techniques in detail, forming a complete system of farming studies.
She sighed in her heart, no wonder the people of Song were so prosperous, he indeed had his own unique ideas in agricultural management.
"So Dong Qing's "Agriculture as the Foundation" is hoping that our Jin State will implement a national policy based on agriculture?"
Dong Bowen hesitated again. In fact, in his mind, the top priority for Jin State at this time should be to develop agriculture, recuperate, and then expand.
It is not suitable for such frequent fighting.
But now the situation on the battlefield is very good. He is originally from Song and has only recently come to his lord's side. No matter what, he dare not say this.
He could only say: "I think the world is in chaos now, with refugees everywhere. If the people can focus on farming and steadily increase the population, not only can the country's wealth increase rapidly, but it can also effectively recruit troops when fighting foreign wars, which is beneficial to the stability of the country."
Cheng Qianye nodded: "It is said that if the people enjoy farming, they will enjoy fighting; if they enjoy farming, they will live in peace and hate going out."
Different types of talents have different perspectives on issues and can all bring political views that are beneficial to the country.
She could see that Dong Bowen still had a lot to say, but he had just entered the court as an official, and there was not enough tacit understanding and trust between the monarch and his subjects. Cheng Qianye felt that there was no need to rush.
After Dong Bowen withdrew.
Cheng Qianye remembered something and said to Xia Fei beside him, "Please take some time recently to help me keep an eye on Wei Sibu, Zhao Jikao and others."
Xia Fei accepted the order: "My Lord, do you think there is anything wrong with Taibao and Fengchang?"
Cheng Qianye knew very well that although she kept the old system of Jin State unchanged and only implemented the new policy in Bianjing and the newly seized land, the implementation of the new policy would inevitably infringe on the interests of those huge aristocratic families.
Moreover, as Cheng Qianye's power grew day by day, those aristocratic families who once stood at the pinnacle of power in Jin State gradually began to realize that their families were declining uncontrollably.
They knew that although the lord still kept their status and fiefdoms unchanged, as the territory expanded further, the lord's power would be strengthened again and again. One day, the land and power in their hands would be slowly taken back by the lord.
For Cheng Qianye, it was normal to see these conservative ministers resentful of her in the court every day.
She could only gradually undermine their power. No matter what, she couldn't uproot so many senior officials in the court at once without any reason.
Cheng Qianye didn't take it too seriously: "Anyway, I think their resentment towards me is getting worse and worse. You should send someone to keep an eye on them. If you find anything unusual, we can take this opportunity to really get rid of these stubborn old men."
Sometimes, bad things happen because of a few small carelessness that happen to coincide with each other.
Cheng Qianye, who had been going smoothly in recent years, suddenly faced the biggest crisis since she traveled through time.
First, Yu Dunsu, who was besieging the capital of Song, was attacked from both sides by reinforcements from Wei and Lu, and the battle became fierce and stalemate.
Secondly, Li Wenguang, King of Liangzhou, Lu Song, King of Changshan, and Hua Yuzhi, King of Jiaodong, joined forces to send troops. The army marched down from the north and captured several cities of the Jin State.
History records that the Five Kingdoms invaded Jin.
There was a depressing and tense atmosphere in the Chaowu Palace.
Standing in front of Cheng Qianye were her most trusted ministers.
Zhang Fu's usual light smile and gentle words disappeared, and his face was solemn, thinking of today's court, where the officials were in a panic. Among them, there were voices of criticism against the lord, either openly or secretly.
Was it his fault? Zhang Fu, who was always conceited, could not help but blame himself in his heart.
He couldn't help but wonder if it was because things were going too smoothly that he proposed an overly reckless strategy to his lord.
"Don't think too much, this is not the fault of any of us." Cheng Qianye, who was sitting on the throne, said, "You must believe that as long as our national strength grows, we will definitely face such a day when we are besieged by many enemies."
"Since the enemy has arrived, fighting is our only option. I ask you to make plans for me, follow me, and overcome this difficulty together."
Xiao Jin spoke first: "My Lord, please urgently summon General Mo to lead his troops back to help us solve this urgent problem."
Xiao Jin frowned, feeling very worried.
Right now the five kingdoms are attacking Jin, and the situation is very critical.
Mo Qiaosheng was far away in Hanzhong, with his own army and power, and he had every chance to break away from the State of Jin and establish himself as king.
As long as he has any change of heart and does not come to rescue, even if he deliberately delays, the situation will be very serious.
He didn't say this out loud, which would have added unnecessary worry to everyone, but he felt that there were many people who could think of this.
Zhang Fu continued, "My Lord, I think our current plan is to send envoys to try to form an alliance with the Chuyue and other countries to the south of our country to prevent them from taking advantage of our situation and attacking our country from both the north and the south. We can also focus on dealing with the enemy from the north."
Zhou Zixi immediately added: "If the lord does not abandon me, I am willing to accept your order and go on the mission."
Cheng Qianye glanced at him and nodded.
"Thank you, Zixi. You must stabilize these countries in the south at any cost."
If it were not for Zhang Fu's previous continuous diplomatic policies, which enabled Jin State to conclude a friendly agreement with Yuan Yizhi and King An of Chu in the south, the situation they faced at this moment would have been even more serious.
Cheng Qianye knew that the surrounding princes and countries would never sit idly by and watch her continue to grow in strength.
She just didn't expect that Li Wenguang, who always had a good relationship with Jin State, would take the initiative without any warning and gather the forces of the five countries to invade Jin State.
Cheng Qianye glanced at the map and pointed at the location of Jiangcheng. "I will personally lead the troops to the old capital Jiangcheng to meet the enemy. We cannot let the enemy army penetrate deeper into the heart of our Great Jin."
She glanced at the crowd, and everyone present volunteered to accompany her into battle.
Cheng Qianye asked Zhang Fu: "Prime Minister Zhang, where is Bianjing?"
Zhang Fu raised his sleeves and saluted: "This battle is very dangerous. I would like to serve the lord. Lord Xiao is steady and good at military affairs. I recommend Lord Xiao to stay in Bianjing and take charge of state affairs."
The day before the expedition, the door of Chaowu Palace was suddenly pushed open, and a little kid who was about three years old stumbled in, threw himself into Cheng Qianye's arms, and burst into tears.
"Father, are you going to the war? Father, please don't leave. Woo woo."
Cheng Qianye squatted down, hugged his small shoulders and shook them: "Don't cry."
"Woo, woo." Little Dumpling always listened to Cheng Qianye's words, "Peng'er won't cry anymore. Peng'er just can't bear to leave his father."
"Do you know why I don't let you cry?"
"I, I know, because I am a boy, and boys can't cry." The little girl sobbed, but quickly stopped crying.
"It's not about boys and girls." Cheng Qianye reached out and wiped the white and tender little face. "Peng'er, you are the prince of my Jin State, and you bear the responsibility of a prince. When your father is not by your side, you must stand by your mother like a real prince, protect your mother, and protect this capital. So you can't cry at this time, understand?"
The three-year-old boy didn't quite understand, but he knew his father's words carried his affirmation and expectations of him. So he wiped away his tears, pretended to be an adult, and nodded seriously.
Cheng Qianye smiled, picked him up, and pinched his little nose: "Just be patient for a while, and when I come back, with me standing in front of you, you can cry for a few more years."
In Nanzheng City of Hanzhong, Mo Qiaosheng put down the urgent letter he had just received and stood up with a snap.
"Order the three armies to prepare and return to support Jiangcheng."
"General."
"No, General."
"General, this is too hasty. The situation in Hanzhong is not stable yet. If we withdraw the army hastily now, I am afraid that Hanzhong will make another move, and our efforts will be in vain."
"I hope the general will think twice and at least wait a little longer to properly arrange the situation in Hanzhong. Then we can set out to help Jiangcheng. I'm sure the lord will not blame us."
The generals under Mo Qiaosheng raised objections one after another.
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