It's better to be an empress than a county magistrate

Lu Xingchen calculated in his mind the land area of ​​the village and the yield per acre, and finally determined how many kilograms of wheat and sorghum could be produced.

The grain production in this era was very low because there were no chemical fertilizers and everything relied on natural fertilizers.

In addition, irrigation is not particularly convenient and water conservancy projects are not that developed.

If you want to make your business bigger and stronger, what you lack most now is money.

With the money, she could allow those refugees to stay in Xing County.

The refugees can continue to reclaim wasteland and then dig canals and build irrigation channels.

Xing County’s current financial capacity is only able to maintain its current population size.

In the future, we will need money to maintain soldiers and people.

So the first step is that she has to get money.

Start planting cotton now, harvest it in the fall, and then sell it.

But the price of cotton will not rise in autumn. It will only rise when it is the coldest, and it will be too late by then.

"Old man, have you ever grown cotton?"

Lu Xingchen asked.

"To answer your question, sir, I used to grow cotton in the past, but I stopped growing it later. Young people have never grown cotton before..."

Lu Xingchen nodded slightly, "Okay, old man, go and get busy. I'm sorry to bother you today."

The old village chief wanted to kneel down and kowtow to Lu Xingchen, but Lu Xingchen held him back.

"Master, do you want to grow cotton?" Ling Xiao asked doubtfully.

"This winter will be extremely cold. If there is no cotton to make cotton-padded clothes to keep warm, many people will freeze to death." Lu Xingchen said.

"How could Master know? It's only spring now?" Ling Xiao showed an expression of disbelief.

"Ah, Master Yuan calculated it." Lu Xingchen said casually.

"Impossible..." Ling Xiao shook his head repeatedly, "Master Yuan is just a dead Taoist priest, a liar."

"I saw her and widow Cao taking off their clothes and having sex."

Lu Xingchen coughed twice and said, "Don't do these eavesdropping things in the future."

"Master Yuan is a Taoist priest, not a monk. He can marry a wife and sleep with women."

Lu Xingchen and Ling Xiao continued to move forward. In the morning, they found a village to stay and had something to eat.

By the way, Lu Xingchen learned about the lives of the people.

Even the original owner did not have a deep understanding of what the lives of ordinary people were like.

Even the people of Xing County could barely make ends meet and raise their children.

Song County and Xing County are similar. Wan County is a local tyrant, and exploitation is also serious, mainly for the benefit of their own family.

The worst hit was Teng County. The current county lord of Teng County was a bandit before, but later he occupied Teng County, killed the county magistrate, and became the lord of Teng County himself.

In this case, we should blame the last magistrate of Teng County. He was attracted by the military strength of the bandits, so he recruited the leader of the bandits as his son-in-law.

After the bandit leader consummated his wedding night with his daughter that night, he killed the entire family of the county magistrate and announced that he was the county magistrate.

Although he is now called the county magistrate, he still acts like a bandit, oppressing the people, abducting women, and levying heavy taxes.

Lu Xingchen and Ling Xiao were almost reaching the border with Teng County when the scouts ahead hurried back to report.

"Master, there's something wrong in Xiawa Village ahead. Bandits have broken into the village and are stealing food."

"This has happened again, young master, don't worry, I'll take people there." After hearing this, Ling Xiao rushed out first.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of horses followed Ling Xiao and rushed forward!

Lu Xingchen also followed others and rushed to Xiawa Village.

From outside the village, I could hear miserable cries coming from the village.

Mixed in with the sound were the cries of women, the shouts of children, and the crowing of chickens and barking of dogs.

Ling Xiao rushed in with his men, whipping the bandits with a horsewhip in his hand.

The so-called bandits were probably just ordinary refugees yesterday. They were extremely hungry at night and could not find food this morning, so they rushed into the village to rob property and became bandits.

Ling Xiao never kills people like this.

Besides, he was only fifteen years old, had never killed anyone, and had never seen blood on the knife.

Since Ling Xiao doesn't kill people, the soldiers following him naturally won't kill people either.

Ling Xiao's horsewhip hit these bandits. Although they screamed miserably, they protected the food they had grabbed under their bodies.

When some bandits were robbing food, they encountered resistance from the villagers and beat them up.

At first, Lu Xingchen did not join in. He just rode on his horse and watched Ling Xiao and the soldiers drive away the bandits.

But later she felt that these bandits had two or three leaders.

Two quarters of an hour had passed, and these bandits had not been driven away by Ling Xiao.

Even if some of them escaped from the village, they still managed to steal a lot of food and even property.

Lu Xingchen urged her horse forward, raised her knife and chopped off the head of a man she thought was the bandit leader.

After the head fell to the ground, it rolled forward a few times, and then its huge eyes stared at the sky.

Before, they were just driving them away and beating them, but now people are dying and blood is being seen.

When a person sees blood, his head becomes dizzy.

In his previous life, Lu Xingchen had the same feeling when he killed someone for the first time during a mission.

Although she had practiced many times and imagined countless times what it would feel like to kill someone, she had even simulated those dolls.

But after killing a real person, the feeling is still different.

The chaotic scene came to a complete halt.

Lu Xingchen did not stop, he rode forward and chopped off the head of another leader.

Ling Xiao looked at Lu Xingchen with disbelief.

He had never seen such a young master before. Was this still the young master he grew up with?

Lu Xingchen ignored everyone's gazes and continued to urge his horse forward. He caught up with the third leader who was trying to escape and then chopped off his head.

These bandits no longer dared to escape with their valuables. They threw what they had on the ground, knelt on their knees, and did not dare to look up at Lu Xingchen.

"Go and chase down those escaped bandits, and kill those who resist without mercy." Lu Xingchen ordered several soldiers.

At this time, Lu Xingchen's prestige had already been established in front of these more than one hundred soldiers.

Before, they might have simply thought that Lu Xingchen was the old county magistrate’s son, the young county magistrate, and they had to obey him.

They just obeyed her status but not her as a person.

But at this time, these soldiers had already obeyed Lu Xingchen from the bottom of their hearts.

They knew that Lu Xingchen was good at kung fu.

Because they were born in turbulent times, Lu Kui asked his adopted sons and Lu Xingchen to practice martial arts diligently.

During the busy farming season, these soldiers also had to train every day.

But they had never seen Lu Xingchen kill someone so quickly and efficiently, without any change in his expression, as if he was chopping off a cabbage stalk.

"I am the newly appointed county magistrate, the son of the old county magistrate." Lu Xingchen shouted to the villagers.

The villagers had never seen Lu Xingchen before, so when they heard her introduce herself, they immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed to her, and shouted "County Lord".

"Is the village chief here?" Lu Xingchen stopped everyone from calling and asked.