Chapter 864 Pilot


Chapter 864 Pilot

"It's still clean here." Shao Xunduan was lying in the courtyard of Shanglin Garden.

The courtyard door is open, and you can see towering peaks, deep valleys, dense forests, and cultivated farmland in front of you.

Sometimes, he felt that he and the scholars were similar in this regard: they liked pastoral mountains and rivers.

Half lying in the yard, listening to the sound of wind in the woods, looking at the golden farmland, smelling the fragrance of flowers and fruits, I felt relaxed and happy.

This is the feeling of relaxation.

Of course, he also has another "intense" way to relax, which is not popular with outsiders, although this "state secret" has been made known to many people.

"Grandpa!" The children gathered around him, chattering and laughing non-stop.

Shao Xun waved, took the little daughter who was less than two years old from the wet nurse, and looked at her bright eyes quietly.

Song Yi stood helpless not far away, as if everyone's eyes were focused on her.

This girl was born to Song Yi in April last year.

In August, Liu Yena gave birth to a son.

In October this year, Yang Xianrong gave birth to a son.

In the third or fourth year of the Great Disaster, Shao Xun had nine more children. If you include the one in Yin's belly, there were ten - the daughter born to Yang Xianrong had died, and the child Wang was pregnant with could not be recognized for the time being. The ancestors return to their ancestors.

In the previous ten years, he had only twelve children in total.

As long as Cao Pi doesn't go to war, he will have children.

The eldest daughter Fu Bao was standing not far away. She was fifteen years old this year. She was no longer as naughty as before. She looked slim and graceful, looking like a lady.

Shao Xun was in a daze. In his impression, the eldest daughter was still a naughty child who got into trouble all day long and was spanked. How could she grow up so big in the blink of an eye?

Do you care too little about the children?

In addition, there are always people making insinuating remarks recently. Grandma's cabbage is being targeted by others, and a lot of will-o'-the-wisp boys are competing fiercely.

"Fu Bao, come here." Shao Xun handed the little daughter back to the wet nurse and said.

"Grandpa." Fu Bao walked over slowly, his posture and appearance were impeccable, not at all like the naughty child he used to be in the bamboo forest.

Shao Xun was speechless and said: "I heard from your mother that during the Double Ninth Festival entertainment, someone competed in poetry in front of you?"

When mentioning this matter, Fu Bao, who was still very elegant just now, covered his mouth and smiled and said: "They are all fools."

Shao Xun couldn't help but laugh, it still smelled familiar, the previous one was all fake.

Liu Xiaohe came over with two plates of dried fruits, smiled when he heard this, and complained: "How can you get married in the future if you are like this?"

Fu Bao didn't take it seriously and just said: "Master, will you give me a place as big as Shanglin Garden in the future?"

"What do you want this for?" Shao Xun picked up the raisins with one hand and ate them casually. He held Liu Xiaohe's hand tightly with the other hand and intertwined their fingers. The whole process was an unconscious action, belonging to muscle memory and instinct. reaction.

Liu Xiaohe was a little stunned when he was like this in front of his daughter.

"I live in the garden. From time to time, I can go to the palace to see my grandpa and grandma, and I can also visit grandma and grandma and eat snacks made by them." Fu Bao said.

"My little mouth is like honey." Shao Xun sighed: "But your grandma talks about you every day, saying that you haven't seen her for several days."

Fu Bao blushed and said: "I've been studying calligraphy recently, but I've been late. I'll go in the afternoon, and I even wrote for Aweng."

Shao Xun nodded and continued to lie down, too lazy to move.

Fu Bao brought Zhang Xiaoma over and sat obediently aside.

Shao Xun looked at Mr. Liu and said with a smile: "Fu Bao is nothing like you, but he is very good at pleasing people."

Mrs. Liu feigned anger: "You still remember the slap in the face that day."

"Without that slap, there would be no good daughter of mine." Shao Xun said shamelessly.

Mrs. Liu glared at him, and then said cautiously: "I have sent people back to Hebei. The news should be sent back before the year, and the Liu family and the Hua family should have no complaints."

How could there be no complaints? Nothing more than a few.

Shao Xun didn't want to say anything, so he just nodded and said: "The Kingdom of Nanyang has been eliminated. Dunzheng (Liu Bi) can be the prefect of Chenliu and look after Bianliang for me. This position is very important. If everything can be done well, Why should I begrudge the official title? Kunwu is not young anymore. Li Shiling has just become available, so just give it to him.”

"Kunwu" is Liu Qing, the son of Liu Mi. He is over 30 years old. He had been studying at home and managing the industry. Later, he briefly served as a county captain for two years, but finally resigned and returned home to study and manage industry.

It was obvious that he didn't want to be an official, but Shao Xun repeatedly pulled him out and forced him to get an official position. I wonder if Jia You would be angry to death if he saw this.

"You have been bribed for so many years." Mrs. Liu glanced at the man speechlessly, but there was still a bit of joy in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid of old age when recruiting -" Shao Xun said.

"As long as it's easy to use." Fu Bao continued.

Shao Xun glanced at her, and then both of them smiled.

"My uncle has become the prefect of Chenliu. He will probably have a big banquet for guests and won't wake up for three days." Fu Bao said again.

"Have you ever spoken like that?" Ms. Liu was angry.

Fu Bao pretended to be scared and hid behind Shao Xun, saying: "Master, let me speak for you. You must give me Shanglin Garden in the future. It is so beautiful here."

After that, he pinched Shao Xun's shoulders.

Shao Thief, who had deceived women for half his life, was in a daze and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay. From now on, I will call the good girl Princess Pingyang."

Mrs. Liu lightly hit Shao Xun and said: "Be careful what you say and do."

Shao Xun closed his eyes and bathed in the sunshine, as if he was in a peaceful and prosperous time.

******

In the afternoon, Shao Xun changed the position of the recliner.

There is no wind today, and the warm sun is shining, not to mention how comfortable it is.

This time, the people sitting next to him changed and became the eldest son Jin Dao and the second son Badger Lang. Le Lanji and Lu Xun were chatting and laughing, preparing tea and snacks for Shao Xun.

"Golden knife." Shao Xun closed his eyes and fell asleep, and said: "I have been in charge of Shanglinyuan for more than a year. I took over halfway last year and I don't care. How did you manage this whole year?"

Jin Dao's expression tightened, knowing that the critical moment was coming. After calming down, he said: "Shanglin Garden only has a little flat land at the foot of the mountain, which is only a hundred hectares. There were originally more than 800 households in the garden. In the first month of the year, we conducted an inventory again. There were dozens more families of Qiang people who had fled, totaling 903 families with 4,568 people. There were also 200 soldiers, but they were not included in the household registration. "

"I distributed all the flat land at the foot of the mountain to three hundred households. I also searched for flat land in the valley in the mountains, and obtained more than 120 hectares. I distributed all of it to the remaining six hundred households."

"The people in the mountains only have twenty acres of land for each family, and most of it is farmland. Isn't it easy to make ends meet? Isn't this right?" Shao Xun asked.

"Yes." Jin Dao nodded and said, "I then built a garden near the river valley."

At this point, he paused, and seeing that Shao Xun had no intention of asking, he continued: "There is flat land in the garden, but it is too small and too broken. There are also slopes, which are not suitable for growing corn and wheat, so garden vegetables are grown."< br>


"What garden vegetables have been planted?" Shao Xun asked.

"Mainly sunflowers, green onions, melons, leeks, taro, sage and other genera. If there are many, they can be harvested several times a year." Jin Dao replied.

"Are you serious about planting?"

"Yes."

"Let me ask you, in what month are the sage harvested in Shanglinyuan?"

"Between September and October."

"How?"

"My son is planting melons in the garden, and planting scallions next to the melons. They will be harvested in September, but they will not be beautiful if they are too late."

Shao Xun finally opened his eyes and asked: "Who taught you this method of planting melons and sage?"

"Husband." Le Lanji gently walked over with a tray and said, "I couldn't bear to see Jin Dao worrying day and night, so I invited several farm stewards from Nanyang. This method of growing melons with sage seeds, It has been used in my family for many years without any problems. According to the old man, it can drive away insects and make the melons grow sweeter. However, it is rare here in Pingyang and many people don’t understand it.”

"Your mother is really worried about you." Shao Xun said: "But it seems that you really went to the fields to see it and didn't stay in the room playing all day long, which is very good. What are you growing in this garden? ”

"Only turnips and violets."

"Viola?"

"I don't know, but there are many such things in Bingzhou. I saw that they can grow even in the severe cold in winter, so I collected the seeds and planted them in the vegetable patch in early winter. They can be harvested in early spring. They are more beautiful than the wild ones." Jin Dao said: "Actually, it is. A kind of wild vegetable that can be eaten by humans, cattle and sheep. ”

"It seems that you are really attentive." Shao Xun said happily: "Is there an orchard in the mountains?"

"Yes." Jin Dao said: "I planted many fruit trees and sent people to Pingyang City to sell them in summer and autumn. I made more than one million yuan."

"It's quite a lot." Shao Xun said: "Can you afford to support these two hundred soldiers under your command?"

"Can't afford it."

"How much does a soldier cost?"

"A soldier needs more than 70 dendrobiums of food, three bolts of silk, and one set of spring and autumn clothes each year."

"What you say is quite small." Shao Xun said: "At least the equipment and military supplies of these two hundred soldiers were given by the Fifth Army Cao. If we really want to support them all, there is still some shortcomings."

"Yes."

"As a father, I will test you again." Shao Xun said again: "Do you know the tax system of this dynasty?"

"I know." Jin Dao said: "Ding men (over 16 years old) pay rent according to fifty acres, and the grain tax per mu is eight liters; Ding women (over 16 years old) pay rent according to twenty acres, and the grain grain per mu is eight liters; The number of classes for men (13-15 years old, 61-65 years old) will be reduced by half, and there will be no classes for women, children and adults in remote areas, it will be decided as appropriate..."

"In addition to rent, there is also household transfer. If a male is the head of the household, he will be paid three pieces of silk and three pounds of cotton per year. If the second male and female are the heads of the household, the amount will be reduced by half. In remote areas, it depends on the circumstances, and you can pay money, wax, etc. , leather and other items to offset.”

Shao Xun nodded and asked: "Do you think it is possible to implement this tax system with the current situation of the country?"

"Absolutely not possible, almost impossible." Jin Dao shook his head.

"Why?"

Jin Dao hesitated.

"Why?" Shao Xun asked.

"Because the wealthy family has occupied the land, the household registration and the acres of land are unclear." Jin Dao said.

"It seems you know." Shao Xun's face softened slightly and he said, "If I can collect taxes as a father, why would I do this? Starting from next year, you will count the household registrations in Shanglinyuan and divide them into three classes according to the population. Households. Naizhu, Yong, Tiao.”

"What is mediocrity?" Jin Dao asked.

"Yong means hard service." Shao Xun said: "The number of days of service every year must be determined."

Jin Dao was a little confused and said: "Today the fate is undecided, how can we do it?"

Shao Xun smiled with satisfaction and said: "You can ask this, you are serious, let's implement it in Shanglinyuan first."

The world has not been pacified and large-scale wars have not ended. How can you establish a system of taxes and servitude?

Money and food were always not enough, and the number of days that strong men and women had to serve in corvee was definitely longer than in peacetime, and it was not fixed at all.

If you set a system and then increase taxes and corvee at will, wouldn't it damage your prestige?

Therefore, he decided to set up some pilot projects, and one of them was Shanglinyuan, a place with many mountains.

These 900 households are the pilot targets to determine the final rent adjustment amount.

"Jin Dao, my father didn't plan to let you do this." Shao Xun patted his son on the shoulder and said happily: "But you understand the people's sentiments and are good at farming, so my father let you try it. Don't let me do it." I’m disappointed.”

"Yes." Jin Dao suppressed the excitement in his heart and responded.

Le Lanji looked at her son with some pride, but there was also some sadness in her eyebrows.

(End of chapter)

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