Physician of the Song Dynasty: Zhang Kai and Li Qingzhao have a private life-long contract

"Quick! Unload the rice seeds from Champa!"

With the sound of urging, one by one the peasants carried heavy bags of rice seeds ashore, and were immediately pulled away by horse-drawn carriages.

This is the Champa rice that Fan Zheng specially ordered from Nanyang. He used fast boats to rush it to Liangzhe Road and finally arrived before spring plowing.

"I would like to report to Lord Fan that the rice seeds from Champa have been shipped, please give me your instructions!" Bao Kang got the news and immediately came to report.

He had already learned about the advantages of Champa rice from official documents. Once promoted in the two Zhejiang areas, the rice in Suhu area would be harvested three times a year, and it would surely become the most prosperous place in the world.

He had no doubts about Fan Zhenghua. After all, the evil doctor Fan Zheng had already performed countless miracles, so he would not be misguided.

"Since the Champa rice seeds have been shipped and spring plowing is about to begin, let's send an order and ask all counties to send people to collect the Champa rice seeds!"

Fan Zheng nodded with satisfaction. Champa rice is a famous rice seed in later generations. It was widely promoted in the Song Dynasty. Now he has shipped a large amount of rice seeds directly from Champa to speed up the promotion of Champa rice and increase the rice production in the future. It will definitely increase dramatically, and it will definitely make the Song Dynasty's national power even further.

However, after Fan Zheng's official document was sent out, nothing happened. Seeing that spring plowing had arrived, no one came to collect the Champa rice seeds.

"We have informed the officials that not only Hangzhou City, but also other counties are unwilling to promote Champa rice." Bao Kang hurriedly came to report.

"You don't even take my official decree into consideration!" Fan Zheng said with a cold look. After all, he is the transfer envoy between Zhejiang and Zhejiang. Besides, the court has issued money to support integrity, and the public land is no longer used to support officials. He uses it to promote Champa rice. He actually blocked it.

“Counties have rejected the idea that oranges growing in Huainan will become oranges, and oranges growing in Huaibei will become tangerines. They believe that the seeds of Champa rice are not suitable for the climate of Zhejiang and Zhejiang. Moreover, local debts are heavy, and the risk of switching to Champa rice is too high. Big!" Bao Kang lowered his head and said.

Fan Zheng snorted coldly and said: "Oranges growing in Huainan are called tangerines, and oranges growing in the north of Huaibei are called tangerines. This statement is not comprehensive. The Huaihe River is not the Qinling Mountains. How can there be such a huge difference between the two sides? Doctors have recently studied life. Plants can be considered life, and they are also included in this list. I found that although tangerine and tangerine are close relatives, they are not the same species!"

"What, tangerine and tangerine are not the same species!"

Bao Kang was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Fan Zheng in disbelief. No one thought that this fable that had been rumored for thousands of years was wrong.

"The land of Jiangsu and Zhejiang is a land of plenty. The rice in Champaign is also rice. The rice in Zhejiang and Zhejiang is also rice. They both belong to the same plant. That is to say, since rice can grow in Zhejiang and Zhejiang, then rice in Champa can also grow in Zhejiang. Jiangsu and Zhejiang grow." Fan Zhengdao.

"But what if Champa rice cannot be harvested three times a year?" Bao Kang also expressed his concerns.

Fan Zheng said disapprovingly: "Chamcheng rice can grow, even if it can't reach three crops a year, it can still reach two crops a year. Even if it doesn't work well, Champa rice cannot adapt to the climate of Zhejiang and Zhejiang, resulting in a reduction in production, and the damage will be It is only the public land of the imperial court and will not endanger the people at all. Compared with the huge benefits of the success of Champa Rice, this loss is almost negligible."

Bao Kang thought carefully and couldn't help but be convinced. Fan Zheng's words were reasonable. Once the promotion of Zhancheng rice was successful, the rice production in Zhejiang and even the entire Jiangnan would definitely increase dramatically. Compared with the extremely small loss of public fields, It couldn't be a better deal.

"In my opinion, these public lands were originally owned by these officials. Now, even though the law has been reformed to implement the Yanglianyin Bank, I am afraid that these officials still regard these public lands as forbidden property and want to continue to occupy them as their own, and do not want Fan to interfere." Fan Zheng sneered.

Bao Kang was slightly startled, it might not be impossible!

Fan Zheng sneered: "Now that the imperial court has distributed money to support integrity, the public land has lost the need to exist. Originally, I wanted to turn a blind eye to this matter, but since these officials are not willing to give in even such a small amount of benefits, , not to mention it is for the people of Zhejiang and Zhejiang. If this is the case, then don’t blame me for doing business."

At that moment, Fan Zheng waved his hand and said: "When you come, please immediately send an order to all counties. All landless and extremely poor households in each county can be allocated a share of land in the public fields, and the only condition is to plant Champa for a year." rice."

“As long as you plant Champa rice for one year, you can get a piece of land!”

Bao Kang couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that Fan Zheng would come up with such an evil recipe. This would not only frustrate those officials who wanted to continue to occupy public land, but also vigorously promote Champa rice.

"Your Excellency is wise!" Bao Kang admired him.

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"What, give all the public land to the poorest households!"

When Fan Zheng sent out this official document, the entire Hangzhou was in an uproar.

You must know that most of the public fields that can be called public fields are high-quality paddy fields. Paddy fields of the same quality are not only cheap and expensive, but also have high prices but no market. No one is willing to sell them.

If the Hangzhou government wants to sell the paddy fields, it will definitely lead to frantic looting and even high prices.

Ever since the imperial court decided to issue the Lian Lian Yin, these paddy fields have already been targeted by many large landowners. As long as the imperial court agrees, they will collude with internal and external forces to annex them.

However, before everyone in Hangzhou took action, a shocking news came out. The evil doctor Fan Zheng actually distributed these prime paddy fields to the poorest people for free.

"My lord, think twice! We can't divide public land!"

Tan Hong, the prefect of Hangzhou, rushed over and quickly dissuaded him.

Fan Zheng saw Tan Hong sneer in his heart. He had already found out clearly that it was Tan Hong who took the lead in blocking the plan, which caused Fan Zheng's plan to promote Champa Rice to be blocked.

"Why, Magistrate Tan is still thinking about the three melons and two dates in the public field, when you know that the imperial court has much more money to support integrity than this!" Fan Zheng mocked.

He had no psychological burden on directly dividing the official land. After all, the imperial court had already allocated sufficient funds to support the officials and provided sufficient compensation to the officials. As a transfer envoy, it was reasonable and reasonable for him to distribute the public land in the two Zhejiang areas.

Tan Hong said sincerely: "Mr. Fan doesn't know something. Although the two Zhejiang areas are rich, there are not a few households in extreme poverty. With such a small amount of official land, there are really too many monks and too little rice!"

Public land is used to support officials. Although the amount is large, if it is shared by a huge number of extremely poor households, it may not win much.

Fan Zheng said disapprovingly: "If you don't allocate much, then allocate less. It just so happens that I am promoting Champa rice. It can achieve three crops a year. It requires intensive farming by the people. Even if the land is small, as long as it is taken care of carefully, it can be harvested." Make ends meet!”

Champa rice is harvested three times a year and requires a lot of manpower to manage it. The most indispensable thing for poor households is manpower, and if they are cultivated intensively, the yield of Champa rice will definitely be higher. It only takes one year to plant, and two crops can be grown. People in Zhejiang have seen the advantages of Champa rice, which is enough to successfully promote Champa rice.

The sooner Champa rice is promoted, the benefits of one more harvest will far outweigh the loss of public land.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry about the scarcity but the inequality. Your Majesty has given this group of extremely poor households, what will happen if there are more extremely poor households in the future?" Tan Hong thought for a while and found a reason that was not a reason.

Fan Zheng said without hesitation: "Fan just asked the government land to be distributed to him, rather than selling it to the extremely poor households. These public lands still belong to the government and will be redistributed every five years to allow the extremely poor households who have been lifted out of poverty to leave. Former destitute households joined in and redistributed public land.”