After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

Everyone present saw through the young emperor's little plan at a glance!

Wang Buxi's face was gloomy, his eyes were dark, and his emotions were surging, as if a storm was brewing!

Deputy General Gu Hai seemed to have lost all his strength and hunched over.

They say like father, like son, and it really makes sense!

Yan Tongchu asked anxiously, "Why is His Majesty suddenly like this? Is there a misunderstanding?"

Qin Bohuai snorted coldly: "What misunderstanding?! For such a matter, I didn't inform the adults in advance, it's obvious..."

Wen Yu was already on his way here to find out the whole story.

Wen Yu's eyes were almost spitting fire, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Years ago, the emperor sold officials at high prices under the pretext of supporting Yunzhou. During the Spring Festival sacrifice, the emperor even said in front of all the civil and military officials that Yunzhou was unable to deal with the various tribes on the grassland, so after the spring plowing, he would lead the army himself!"

Ha ha!

The king smiled unhappily. It would be fine to use Yunzhou as an excuse to sell official positions. After all, being able to take the blame for the emperor was also a sign of being favored by the emperor.

But the subsequent imperial expedition, combined with the fact that he was conferred the title of Marquis of Loyalty, made it easy for everyone to guess that the young emperor wanted to step on the general, but he was slapped in the face unexpectedly!

The young emperor was so angry that he used some tricks to deliberately disgust the general!

"General, this year the Tartars are here. How about we just..."

Gu Nanxi shook his head and said, "Even though I am in a low position, I still worry about my country. We have to wait until we die before things are settled! We must be worthy of the heavens, the earth, and the people of this world!"

"General..."

Gu Nanxi waved his hand, indicating that the matter had been settled and there was no need to say more.

The team delivering the imperial edict remained in Shuozhou and refused to march towards Yunzhou.

"Yunzhou Weekly" did not mention a word about the reward.

Keeping silent is Wen Yu's greatest restraint.

Ignoring this incident, all affairs in Yunzhou returned to normal.

Gu Nanxi's main focus is still on spring ploughing, but all towns have strengthened their military alerts.

There are a few things worth mentioning about this year's spring ploughing.

First, based on the suggestions of the farmers, Woye Town, Huaishuo Town, and Fuming Town all built irrigation systems under the leadership of the government before the official spring plowing.

The preliminary work of drawing the map was also done by the teachers of Baichuan Academy during their home visits in the winter.

"Except for the saline-alkali land, the other arable land in Woye Town is mostly distributed in the mountainous areas, which are not suitable for dragon-bone waterwheels. The waterwheel drawings sent by the Ma family are extremely suitable for us. The workshop has accumulated waterwheels for a whole winter. Send someone to get them and deliver them to the villages in the mountainous areas."

Wang Buxi arranged it bit by bit.

"What about the salt marshes?"

Wang Buxi: "Use the keel waterwheel. The canal that was dug last year should be able to flow water now. Wait, you should go ask Mr. Xu first."

The best environment for using the keel waterwheel is on a flat and vast field.

If there is a water source nearby, but it is lower than the field, making irrigation inconvenient, a keel waterwheel can be built.

The waterwheel is operated by human power, and the scraper on the waterwheel is used to scrape the water below to the fields above. One waterwheel can often irrigate a large area of ​​farmland, and villagers can take turns to operate the waterwheel.

The stuff is good, but there is little water in the saline-alkali land.

Fortunately, the general allocated enough silver to Mr. Xu. With the money, Mr. Xu dug a small river to the saline-alkali land.

The second important thing in spring plowing is to promote corn planting.

Yan Tongchu had high hopes for corn and wanted to promote it in Huaishuo Town.

Unfortunately, these two things encountered trouble as soon as they started.

Wang Buxi lowered his head and did not dare to look at Gu Nanxi.

Yan Tongchu even brought the chief clerk over.

Wang Buxi was ashamed and said, "Sir, I am sorry to disappoint you. After the drum cart was installed, we found that the mountain stream was too turbulent and would always carry mud and gravel, causing damage to the drum cart."

Wang Buxi wanted to bury himself in a ditch. He had to trouble the general for such a small matter! Alas!

Yan Tongchu stole a glance at Gu Nanxi and saw that Gu Nanxi was drinking tea calmly. His heart, which had been beating rapidly, gradually stabilized.

Because of the matter of Marquis Zhongyi, all the officials in Yunzhou worked actively, for fear of disturbing the general and making her angry.

However, I was the first one to have problems!

Yan Tongchu reported with a bitter taste in his mouth and a sad face: "The farmers are unwilling to grow corn."

"Huh?" Gu Nanxi was surprised.

Compared with wheat, corn has so many advantages!

Why would anyone not want to plant?

"Have you explained the corn matter to the farmers?"

Yan Tongchu nodded: "Yes, I told you, and I even asked the yamen runners to spread the word in every village."

"This is really rare!" Gu Nanxi put down the teacup and put on the cloak.

"Let's go and take a look! As for the drum wheel, that's a technical problem, there's no need to rush."

Yan Tongchu and Wang Buxi followed closely behind.

While it was still light, everyone drove their carriages to the outskirts of Huaishuo Town.

Walk along a five-foot-wide path all the way, and at the end you will see a village that is neither big nor small.

Before the spring breeze, the trees are bare, revealing the scattered yellow mud houses.

Gu Nanxi and others came to the village and explained their purpose.

When they heard that the general was coming to visit, someone went to the field to call Muramasa back without Gu Nanxi even saying anything.

The villagers gathered together without any prior arrangement, and the originally spacious yard suddenly became crowded.

When Muramasa ran back panting, he almost couldn't squeeze into his own yard.

When Muramasa and the villagers learned that the general was here to ask them why they were unwilling to grow corn, they all looked embarrassed and were hesitant to speak.

Gu Nanxi: "Everyone, please speak freely. I am here to hear the truth. Don't fool me."

Muramasa hesitated for a while, then said weakly: "We have never planted corn before. What if there is no harvest?"

Gu Nanxi listened attentively: "Any other concerns?"

Since Gu Nanxi did not scold them, the other villagers also became bolder.

"This is corn, but the tax we pay is wheat! When the time comes to pay the tax, one pound of corn won't be exchanged for one pound of wheat. Isn't that a waste of our work?"

"I heard from those farmers that corn seeds are not cheap. They are sold by the kernel! Even if we grow corn, we will sell it by the kernel. Who knows what the price will be then?"

The villagers talked about their concerns at once, and Gu Nanxi listened attentively.

Yan Tongchu and the chief clerk looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

These farmers, although they are timid, dare to speak freely in front of Gu Nanxi.

They were brave, but when Yan Tongchu and the yamen runners came over to question them, their mouths seemed to be sewn shut and they couldn't utter a word for a long time!

It wasn't until it got dark that the yard gradually became quiet.

Seeing that no one was talking, Gu Nanxi hesitated for a moment and then said, "I understand your concerns! I have an idea now. Please listen to it and see if it is feasible."