After rebirth, I became a national teacher

Without these troublemakers, the land of Qi and Lu once again returned to the control of the Wei court.

Seeing that Nando had completed the distribution of land in Fujian Province, Emperor Yong'an hurriedly transferred the Fengyang garrison back to Fengyang.

The two sides once again faced off.

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In mid-November, the southern land also entered the cold winter.

The tax collection and statistics of the Ministry of Revenue in Nandu were completely completed, and the memorial was first submitted to the cabinet.

Yuan Songbo, who had always been dignified and serious, laughed so hard after reading the question book that his teeth were not visible.

Fujian Province’s taxes for this year will be collected starting next year.

However, even if only 20% tax was levied on the twelve prefectures under the jurisdiction of Nandu, the tax revenue would be as much as that of most of the Wei Dynasty, which is more than 18 million taels.

That is to say, today, the tax revenue in the Jiangnan region barely matches its wealth.

But even though the national treasury collected so much taxes, the people were able to have enough food and clothing.

Every household had warehouses filled with grain, and because they had land to grow cotton, each person had a cotton-padded jacket.

The high yield of sweet potatoes not only ensured that they could feed themselves, but also that every household could raise poultry and livestock such as chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, and sheep using the sweet potato vines and surplus sweet potatoes.

Nowadays, almost every household can eat meat once every ten days or half a month.

This is the difference between whether land is concentrated in the hands of large households or dispersed among the people.

This is the long-cherished wish he had ever dreamed of!

Now, with the strong support of the master, it has finally been realized!

He happily took the question book and went to tell Chen Qingzhu the good news.

This year, Chen Qingzhu spent most of his time practicing.

At the end of last year, she obtained a great deal of merit by completing the distribution of land in the twelve prefectures under her rule, and her cultivation speed was improved again.

Based on her initial qualifications, it would take her about twenty-three and a half years to break through from the eighth level of Qi Refining to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Now, it only took her one year to break through the ninth level of Qi Refining.

However, it will take another three years to break through the foundation-building stage even at the current speed.

She could feel that the power of merit had become very limited in improving the speed of cultivation.

But those spots of merit did not disappear, but continued to exist in her body and sea of ​​consciousness, clearly reminding her that these merit powers had other greater uses.

It’s a pity that when she was in the world of cultivation, she didn’t get any method to cultivate merit, so she could only figure everything out slowly.

After reading the test paper handed over by Yuan Songbo, Chen Qingzhu was also very satisfied.

After nearly two years of recuperation, the twelve prefectures that were initially recovered finally became stable.

With the support of the twelve wealthy prefectures, she will be able to receive taxes from Fujian Province next summer and recruit soldiers from Fujian Province. She can finally expand outward with full freedom.

Chen Qingzhu's lips curled up into a smile full of sharpness and ambition:

"I heard that the 100,000 defenders in Fengyang are also having a hard time. I can't bear it."

"Why not let them spend the New Year under our rule this year?"

Yuan Songbo immediately understood what she meant, and he naturally had no objection to the temple master's steady and cautious expansion.

Now, everyone in the court, whether civil or military, is hoping that the master will annex Wei as soon as possible and ascend the throne to be the emperor.

Hearing this, Yuan Songbo said with a smile on his face:

"They must be hoping that the master will come and rescue them!"

Chen Qingzhu gathered several trusted subordinates to brainstorm, and finally decided to present a big gift to the Fengyang defenders on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Thirty-nine-year-old Tong Anliang is an ordinary low-level soldier in the Fengyang garrison.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, he finished his morning training in the cold wind, dragging his frail and old body.

The tattered cotton-padded jacket was leaking air everywhere, and the cold was like a maggot attached to the bones, making my body numb and covered with frostbite.

But his heart was somewhat warm, and his body did not feel so cold anymore.