Li Er couldn't afford the risk, and neither could Li Wangyou.

Li Wangyou wanted to understand this, so he also felt that his previous suggestion was a bit taken for granted.

In case Li Er followed his idea and ordered the Guanzhong Road prefectures to replant rice, but failed at that time, Li Wangyou couldn't imagine the consequences.

"Uncle, my nephew is not completely sure about this matter, and my nephew didn't think carefully. But my nephew has an idea, I hope uncle will allow it."

"Come and listen."

Li Wangyou made some calculations silently in his heart, stared at Li Er's eyes very seriously and said: "If uncle allows, my nephew hopes to try to plant another season of rice in Hu County, um, it can be regarded as an experimental field. The population of Hu County, according to As my nephew knows, there are more than 8000 households with a population of more than 10 people. If it is not possible to replant rice and let the fields fail to harvest, my nephew is willing to spend all his family wealth to feed them for a year with a population of [-]!"

Li Wangyou said this with confidence.

The Tang Dynasty implemented the land equalization system, and middle-aged men and young men shared [-] mu of land, but in the densely populated area of ​​Guanzhong Road, the average land allocation per capita was only about [-] mu.

It has a population of more than 8000, of which middle-aged men and young men account for only half, or about 5.In other words, within the jurisdiction of Hu County, the land under the equal-field system is about 100 million mu.

And half of them are mulberry fields, and the farmland is only 50 mu.

Calculated by harvesting one stone of grain per mu of wheat field, it is the output of 50 stones of wheat.Li Wangyou calculated the savings and property in his house, and estimated that all the gold in the family, the income from the property, plus the profit from recasting private money, could barely fill this hole.

And his ability can only satisfy this county. If it is the entire Guanzhong Road, then the little money he earns is just a drop in the bucket.

Li Wangyou's words shocked Li Er, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and others as if they had been struck by lightning, and they all looked at him dumbfounded.

"Zi, Ziyou, what did you just say? You want to feed the people of a county by yourself?"

"Uncle Hu County, don't make nonsense. There are hundreds of thousands of people here. Even the government's disaster relief is very difficult. How can you support so many people with one person's strength? No, Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible. "

"Ziyou, what nonsense are you talking about? How can you afford to support the people in this county? If your lord is going to be reborn, he must be pissed off by you, a prodigal son!"

"Your Majesty, I, the people of the Tang Dynasty, do I have any reason to let a young man from Huxian Bo go to spend all his family wealth to support him? This is not possible!"

Facing the persuasion of Li Er and the others, Li Wangyou shook his head stubbornly: "Uncle, gentlemen, my nephew was just a humble peasant a few months ago. The little property left by the adults was also forcibly plundered by the clan. Go, when I moved to Dingzhou Village, there was only an old servant with me, seven or eight copper coins. My nephew can have today's title and family wealth, all thanks to his uncle's love. Now the people are affected by the locust plague, and their lives are difficult. My nephew I don’t have other abilities, but I want to try to help my elders in Hu County. If the rice plantation is successful, everyone will be happy, if not, my nephew is willing to spend all the family wealth to make up for the mistakes, and ask my uncle to help my nephew.”

"Ziyou, why are you bothering?" Li Er frowned, he didn't expect Li Wangyou to have such an idea, it really surprised him.

This kind of thing is unheard of. Who has heard of using money from one's own family to help the people of a county?

Cheng Yaojin raised his head and laughed loudly: "Your Majesty, I think you should agree. It's very rare for this kid to work hard. Besides, even if it doesn't work, isn't there still me waiting for these uncles? You can still watch Will this kid starve to death?"

After listening to Li Wangyou's words, Fang Xuanling nodded silently, then turned to Li Erjin and said: "Your Majesty, Hu County is also affected by the locust plague. It is better to exempt the rent adjustment in Hu County this year." Well. In this way, even if Ziyou’s rice planting fails, the pressure will be much less. But if he succeeds, Guanzhong Road next year will be able to fully promote this rice planting, and there will be two seasons a year, that’s true. A good policy that benefits the country and the people."

Li Er looked at Li Wangyou: "Ziyou, are you really willing to do this? If your prediction is wrong, you will have to pay a huge amount of copper coins."

"Hey, Uncle, as the saying goes, I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone. My nephew doesn't care whether I bring this extraneous thing with me when I am born or die."

"Okay! You are worthy of being the unicorn of my Li family! If that's the case, then I will accept it! There are [-] people in Hu County, and I will ask Yu Ziyou. But I can't let you suffer. This year, Hu County rushes to grow rice. If it fails, then the rent in Hu County will be fully reduced or exempted. But if there is a harvest of rice at the end of the year, all the rent in Hu County this year will be handed over to you to reward Ziyou for his dedication to the people!"

"Your Majesty is wise!" There was no objection from the big bosses.Li Wangyou took a huge risk and was willing to forcibly advance this matter, so he should be rewarded, although the reward is so huge that it makes these big bosses a little jealous.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I dare not do my best!" Li Wangyou hurriedly bowed to receive the order, but he was secretly pleased.

The rent is two stones per ding. If rice cultivation in Hu County succeeds this year, wouldn't the [-] middle-aged men and ding men be rented to themselves?

One hundred thousand shi of grain is another huge sum of money...

Seeing that Li Er really agreed with Li Wangyou's seemingly absurd suggestion, all the bigwigs present sighed.

Big money, this is the real big money!

Compared with Hu Xianbo's previous so-called prodigal behavior, this time is the real prodigal!

497 You know what a fart

Because of Li Wangyou's super "prodigal" behavior, Li Er's original plan to stay in his manor mansion for a few days was also cancelled.

Everyone returned to Li Wangyou's mansion, and while discussing various matters related to replanting rice in Hu County, they enjoyed a delicious meal of fish cakes.

After lunch, Li Er led a group of dignitaries back to Chang'an City.

When Yang Zuan learned of this, he was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.It sounds like a joke to support the people of the whole county with one person's strength.

After he ran to Li Wangyou's mansion and confirmed the matter with Li Wangyou again and again, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "Ziyou, I only know that you are different from ordinary people, but I didn't expect you to make such a great deed. Don't worry , even if I do my best, I will help you grow this rice and promote it throughout the county."

Regarding this, Li Wangyou could only touch his nose and smile without saying a word.

His decision naturally frightened the old housekeeper Li Heng, and even the brothers of the Niu family looked like they had seen a ghost.

Only the beautiful boss, not only did not blame him for his self-assertion, but even took the initiative to offer a sweet kiss.This made Li Wangyou laugh for a long time, feeling more and more that he had made a wise and powerful decision.

In short, Huxian changed course and replanted the severely damaged wheat fields with rice, which was officially confirmed.

Not long after, Li Er issued an imperial edict, which caused an uproar in the court.

In the next few days, among the various villages under the jurisdiction of Huxian County, there were servants of the Huxian County Government, galloping into the village on fast horses, posting notices, and beating gongs to gather the crowd.

The people in the village didn't know why, and under the leadership of the village official, they gathered around the yamen servants.

"Listen well, you are suffering from locust plagues this year, and there are no two or three wheat seedlings in the fields. Therefore, Bert, Kaiguo County, Huxian County, speaks to the sage for you, and hopes that you will start digging ditches and building waterwheels immediately. Plow the fields and fertilize, and prepare to transplant seedlings and replant rice..."

As soon as the yamen servant's voice fell, the surrounding area was full of noise.

"Are you kidding? Pull out the wheat in the field at this time and replant rice?"

"Is this Huxian uncle crazy? How did he come up with such a bad idea? He wants all of us to die!"

"In another month, at least there is still some harvest in the field. Now I'm just pointing to such a negligible harvest to survive next year. At this time, let's dig the land, isn't it driving me to a dead end? ?”

"Yes, we have no enmity with that county uncle, why would he harm us like this?"

"September is coming soon, and rice is being sown at this time, this Huxian uncle, has his brain been kicked by a donkey?"

"My ancestors have cultivated wheat in this Guan Zhongdao for generations. Why do you suddenly want me to switch to rice?"

Seeing that the villagers in the surrounding area were in a mess, the more they talked, the more excited they became, as if they were going to fight for their lives. The servant didn't dare to be negligent, and he knocked the gong in his hand to temporarily suppress everyone's voices. .

"Shut up, listen to me!" The yamen servant managed to shut everyone up temporarily, and quickly raised his voice and shouted to everyone: "You guys are arguing! Can the saint watch you starve to death? The saint's decree says Now, if you dig wheat seedlings and get nothing by the end of the year, Huxian Bo will take care of all of your rations for a year! And you will be exempted from rent and adjustments for a year, do you hear me clearly?"

The villager from this village hurriedly squeezed over, cupped his hands at the yamen servant and said, "Brother, is what you said true? We really only care about planting? If we can't plant it, this year's rent will be waived, and the Huxian Bo will also take care of it." The rations for all of us? Is it just for middle-aged men and small men, or for the whole family for a year? Will the new rations come out next year?"

The yamen servant nodded: "Of course it is true. The edict of the saint is clearly written, can you still deceive you? Take care of your family's rations, no matter how many people there are! But there is one thing, the rice must be planted carefully. , if anyone steals, rapes and plays tricks, don't blame yourself for being hungry! There are government officials and scribes in the county to check at any time, don't try to fool me!"

These words suppressed the anger of the people just now, and started talking in low voices instead.

If the Huxian uncle really took care of his family's rations for a year, everyone would certainly be willing to do so.

This year, due to the plague of locusts, the villagers are all gloomy. They don't know how to survive with such a small harvest after the harvest in October.

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