The Agricultural Tycoon of the Red House

Although Jia Lian is the Minister of the Household Department, this official title is no longer so important to the anxious farmers.His words are reasonable, but they cannot convince every common people present.

"Now that it's burned, there may be a chance to save it, but if we don't do anything, we will all have to die!" The speaker was a middle-aged man with a mustache. With a wise face, he is a rare gentleman who is calm and organized.

"Yeah, it's reasonable." For these farmers who are about to lose their livelihoods, incineration is the safest method they think.

Most people's ideas are still very old-fashioned and old-fashioned. Even if the Minister of the Ministry of Finance speaks out, they still think that they should burn it clean according to the method they think, and it is better to eliminate future troubles first.

After being catered to by everyone, the person who spoke at the beginning was somewhat confident.He cautiously drove Jia Lian more, led a group of people away, and whispered to everyone in a low voice: "Although the Minister of the Household Department is powerful, he is not a Daluo fairy, and he can solve any problem. And what's more Spread the word, we don’t understand if ‘baozi’ is not a bun. Besides, no matter how smart you are, the son of a family who has been pampered since childhood, how can he compare to those people who face the loess and back to the sky every day?”

The audience nodded their heads.

The guarantees made by the imperial court have never been reliable, let alone this young and a little too much Jiahou Ye.They still have to rely on themselves!

Jia Lian glanced at the leader who held the view of "burning the fields", and asked the old village head of Zhangjia Village who that person was.

"Zhang Wansheng in our village used to work in a rich man's house. Later, when the rich man fell into poverty, he went back to his hometown and started his own business. He raised a hundred acres of land and lived a very good life. He has met him before. In the world, he can arrange things, and he is very quick in handling things, and he is also literate and enthusiastic, so he is quite famous in our area." The old village chief said.

Jia Lian nodded, thinking that dealing with this guy might be a little troublesome.In fact, he could force it. He brought some people from the Ministry of Industry and Households, as well as accompanying guards and Liu Xianglian, all of whom were good at fisting.Relying on the official authority of the officials present, together with him, these panicked farmers were completely suppressed.But Jia Lian didn't want to use such a tough method. Although forced punishment is temporarily effective, it will arouse public resentment.And he can't guarantee that his method will be able to cure these diseased strains.

This is in ancient times, when there were no chemicals required for pesticide formulation.

If this matter is handled badly, causing a credibility crisis among the farmers, then every step of his plan will be hindered.People's hearts and prejudices, once they form inherent thinking, it is difficult to get rid of their views on themselves.

Jia Lian wants fame now, and it's a good reputation, so he must take care of himself first, and then think about them, and he will definitely not force it.

Zhang Wansheng turned around and came back with a group of people. Although they were still a little scared when they saw such a high-ranking official as Jia Lian, they bowed their heads respectfully.But because everyone listened to the main idea, they were united as a whole, emboldened each other, and gradually ignited the aggressive momentum.

Seeing this posture, Jia Lian couldn't go on talking, and the persuasion was in vain. He guessed that in the eyes of these peasants, he was a useless person who was pampered and only talked on paper.

Then he didn't know what to say, and waved his hand to show that he didn't care, "This place doesn't belong to me, so why bother to interfere with you, if you want to burn it, then go ahead, love it! I won't stop it, but I won't Be responsible for the consequences of your actions!"

After Jia Lian finished speaking, his face was suddenly solemn, and his eyes became fierce.

Everyone saw that Lord Shang Shu didn't stop him, but hesitated and wavered a little.

"It can't be burned. The adults have said that there is a way. What are you doing?"

In a word, people with diseased fields and people without diseased fields quarreled.

Therefore, the area affected by the disease is still relatively small.The number of Zhangluo Shaotian present is two or three times more than that of Hutian, which has an absolutely overwhelming advantage.

Everyone was noisy, so naturally they couldn't listen to the complaints of the farmers whose fields had been burned.They can ignore even the words of Lord Shangshu of the household department of the imperial court, and they don't care about the ordinary people even more, so they all urged to 'attack', "No! You can't, the adults have said that there is a way to deal with this disease, the grassroots people Lord Xin can save this field. You can’t burn our fields!” The farmers whose fields were infected with the disease all chose to believe Jia Lian’s words, because those lands were the only hope for their family’s livelihood.

"Yes, yes, this is our field. What qualifications do you have to do it? What's wrong with you, you don't even pay attention to the words of Master Shangshu? I want to see, who of you would dare to burn my field with your hands today? , I, Zhao Er, will be the first to rush out to fight you! See who will do it? I will keep your names in my heart and sue the government. If you dare to burn our one-year rations, I, I will sue you! You murder!"

Zhao Er was tall and round, with a fleshy face, holding a sickle in his hand, and glaring viciously at those who wanted to burn the fields.

Zhao Er's sickle gesture frightened everyone, who dared not go forward.

Zhang Wansheng looked at Jia Lian at this time, hoping that Lord Shangshu could make the decision and stop Zhao Er.

Jia Lian had a cold expression on his face, showing no intention of meddling at all.It is perfectly normal to push people into a hurry and make them unable to fool people's lives.Zhang Wansheng couldn't even think of this, and he was a little patheticly stupid.

"Zhao Er, if you continue to behave like this, don't blame Big Brother Zhang for not giving you face and getting rough on you!" Zhang Wansheng said.

"Okay, come on, brother Zhang, you really take good care of our folks in the village on weekdays. But that little favor is nothing compared to our family of six being starved to death! Which one of you will be here today? I'll fight with anyone, and fight fiercely!" Zhao Er bared his teeth, and his eyes were spitting fire fiercely.

Everyone who Zhang Luo burned the fields was embarrassed, looked at Zhang Wansheng, and asked him for advice.

Zhang Wansheng didn't dare to provoke Zhao Er, a tiger, but he really felt that he came to Jia Lian and begged him to stop Zhao Er.

"Master Hou, look at how he is acting like a fool. You definitely can't bear to see him fight with us. Besides, killing people on the spot is a big deal. Master Hou will definitely not allow it. Please also ask Master Hou Stop him." Zhang Wansheng cupped his hands.

"Why?" Jia Lian asked with a sneer.

Zhang Wansheng was stunned. Could it be that Lord Hou didn't read the book well?What he said just now clearly explained the reason.

"This marquis only saw a poor man who wanted to protect his own Susukida. It's really pitiful. He can't make decisions about his own land, and he will be forced to burn it." Jia Lian sneered twice, and then sat down on his buttocks. On the ground, he took the water bag from Liu Xianglian and looked at them while drinking.I walked a lot just now, seeing that the play couldn't be finished for a while, so I just sat down and waited, even with my legs crossed.

Zhang Wansheng was stunned for a second, at first he was rendered speechless by Lord Shangshu's sarcasm, and then he was dumbfounded by Lord Shangshu's worthless sitting on the ground.

He had never seen any official so disregarding style.

Not only Zhang Wansheng, but the rest of the farmers were also taken aback.It was understandable that Master Shangshu was sitting on the rocks at the head of the field just now, but this posture of sitting on the ground suddenly, drinking water and watching a play is really unheard of before.

But it also proves that this Lord Jiahou, who is also an important post in the Shangshu, is not the so-called pampered son of an aristocratic family as Zhang Wansheng calls him.At least he can work in the field and sit on the dirty land. No official will do this.

Jia Lian didn't expect that he would get such a strong reaction when he sat down like this. Seeing those farmers looking at him strangely, Jia Lian realized that what he said at this time would definitely catch everyone's attention.

Jia Lian had long seen a few old men who were hesitant to speak in the crowd, their voices were not loud, and their voices were drowned out by the noise of the crowd.Jia Lian took the opportunity to ask them to talk about it.

The faces of the two experienced farmers were red.The previous defenses were submerged, but this time I can always breathe a sigh of relief, and I have the opportunity to talk about the harm caused by this disease for more than 50 years.There must be elements of exaggeration, but it just reminds everyone of the rapidity of rice blast infection.

"It is true that thousands of acres of fertile land were infected with this spot disease overnight... We have never understood why this happens after we get rid of the diseased seedlings. I just heard what Master Shangshu said today, and I just remembered, A few days before those rice seedlings got sick, there was indeed a heavy wind and rain."

As soon as the old man said this, there was an uproar.

"If you want to stop it by burning, more than a hundred acres of land on both sides of the east and west will have to be burned. If the treatment is delayed until the symptoms appear, the areas east and west of the thorn field will still be infected. If this continues and the burning continues, there will be no disease. It's exhausted." Jia Lian leisurely rested her chin, and raised her head towards the crowd with a smile, "I'm not afraid, I see that you are all very motivated."

The young man looked obviously handsome, with a gentle smile.Everyone suddenly felt chills down their backs, and had a faint premonition that they were going to die.

At this time, several old farmers stood up and talked about similar incidents they had seen and heard about.

"... Several villages in Liantian have no crops because of this disease. I also heard that a village tried to burn the fields, but in the end the neighboring fields suffered from seedlings, and all fell ill within a few days , Thinking about it this way, it is indeed in line with Lord Hou's statement, it has been infected long ago, and it didn't show up..."

"The people are from your village, they all know each other, and they speak the truth. You should believe this time? Those 'good fields' in the east are all gone!" Liu Xianglian has long been displeased with these troublesome farmers. Being encouraged by others, they are really a group of people who deserve to be beaten.At this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up angrily to question.

Lin Ruhai kept twirling his beard in a gentle way. When the farmers made a scene, he drank a couple of sips of water and coughed leisurely.Lin Ruhai wasn't in a hurry at all, because he knew Jia Lian, and this matter would be settled by him in the end, he just had to watch the excitement with a cold eye.

"Hahahaha...burn, let's burn, if you want to burn it, you have to burn it all, at least for a five-mile radius. In this way, you may really put an end to rice blast, but it's not good at all, and even people will starve to death Yes. Hahaha, you guys are so smart! I, Xue Panhuo, am so old, this is the first time I have met a smart person like you." Xue Pan clapped his hands and laughed in relief.

Liu Xianglian sneered and echoed: "I don't think they will be distressed. Didn't you see these people shouting just now, 'If you want to preserve the good fields, you must burn the sick fields'. Everyone speaks righteously, and what they say is justified. According to reports, you are still forcing others to sacrifice themselves and burn their fields. You really have the heart of "chivalry". Well, now that your fields are also within the scope of the disease, I think you will take the initiative to raise torches to burn your own fields , continue your so-called practice of sacrificing sick fields to save others!"

All the people who came to join in the fun today were villagers from Zhangjia Village, and all the fields in the village were in this area.Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard that their fields were all within the range of burning.How can they live if the fields are burned.The whole family relies on these Susukida to survive, and if they are less clean, how can they survive the winter and drink the northwest wind?

Liu Xianglian couldn't stop laughing when she saw the ugly faces of these people.

Zhao Er tilted his mouth angrily: "Hey, don't you burn the fields?"

Everyone couldn't hold back their faces. After being embarrassed for a while, someone chirped and apologized tactfully to Zhao Er and the others.The village head of Zhangjia Village hurriedly knelt down in front of Jia Lian, begging for help.

Everyone knelt down one after another, weeping at Jia Lian who was sitting cross-legged. He was their only hope now.

"Don't dare to do it, I still think Zhang Wansheng's method is more suitable for you." Jia Lian was not that kind, nor was he so tolerant.Paddy's disease must be cured, but these people are not within the scope of his 'cure'.

Everyone apologized for their mistakes one after another, Jia Lian sneered: "I can't afford this gift."

Under Xue Pan's scolding, everyone had no choice but to stand up, confirming that Lord Jia still had a cold face, knowing that the situation was not good.The crowd pursued the responsibility one after another, and turned their heads to blame Zhang Wansheng.If he hadn't said those nonsense just now to fool people, they wouldn't have ended up in this situation.

Feeling the hostility from the crowd, Zhang Wansheng was in a bad mood. He breathed a sigh of relief, but he also felt very headache and heartache.His field is also within the range of "burning"!In terms of losses, he is the biggest, and he is the big family with the most fields in the village.

Zhang Wansheng rushed to Jia Lian in two or three steps, and Liu Xianglian drew his sword to protect Jia Lian.

Zhang Wansheng knelt down, happily apologizing to Jia Lian for his mistakes.

Jia Lian has never been generous to those who hinder him from doing farming.It was the same this time, he ignored the guy at all, patted his robe and stood up, and said to Zhao Er and the others: "Wait for news from me."

Zhao Er and others were terrified, and sent Jia Lian off gratefully.

A group of people left in the dust, and Zhang Wansheng, who was kneeling on the ground with two lines of clear nose, was still numb.

The rest of the people all understood that Master Hou Jia didn't intend to care about what they meant.All of them went crazy with anger and surrounded Zhang Wansheng to crusade.

It didn't matter that Zhang Wansheng was beaten by the men, but when he returned to the village, he was disgusted and abused by the women and children, and what's more, he threw feces on the lacquered door of his house.

Zhang Wansheng was restless all night, angry and hated, feeling wronged.But the next day, he still ran to the gate of the Lin Mansion with a bruised nose and a swollen face, begging for forgiveness on his knees miserable.

Jia Lian was trying to gather all the available methods to collect sulfur, so he didn't have the energy to talk to him at all.

Here, sulfur is divided into two types: natural yellow and ship sulfur. Jia Lian took a look and found that both of them can be used.Scattering and collecting is slow, but fortunately, there is a gunpowder workshop in the south of Yangzhou City, which is specially used for making fireworks, and there is enough sulfur available in the workshop.

However, sulfur is a water-insoluble particle, and it is impossible to make it into a colloidal suspension for spraying, because there was no professional ultrafine pulverizer in ancient times.Fortunately, there are many skilled craftsmen, and it is not too difficult to turn sulfur into ultra-fine powder. It happens that there is a flour milling workshop with a set of exquisite grinding methods, but it is very labor-intensive. No problem.

After Jia Lian handed over the sulfur to be grinded, the blacksmiths in the whole city started to be summoned non-stop.Jia Lian drew the general shape of the watering can and asked them to make the holes in the shower head as small as possible.And because the suspension might be clogged during spraying, Jia Lian specially emphasized that they should be made into detachable nozzles.

After all this is done, the sulfur powder is blended in proportion and sprayed.

Three days later, Jia Lian took people and a car to Zhangjiacun.

He has packed the corresponding amount of sulfur powder in the paper bag according to the capacity of the watering can.As long as each packet of sulfur powder is directly sprinkled into the watering can, poured and stirred, it is in compliance with the prescribed ratio.Because it does not meet the standard of colloidal suspension, it must be stirred immediately after use, and sprayed immediately after stirring.Otherwise, even finely ground sulfur powder will settle down within a certain period of time, so that the concentration will decrease and the sterilization will be weakened.

Because it can only be sprayed by pure manpower, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.But the disease needs to be controlled urgently, and a lot of manpower is needed to shorten the time, so the person responsible for spraying cannot be limited to Zhangjia Village.Liu Xianglian and Xue Pan have taken advantage of the three days of preparation time to call nearby villagers to participate.Everyone knew in their hearts that if they didn't help to cure the rice blast in Zhangjia Village's rice fields this time, their fields would be affected next.To help others is to help yourself, why not do it.Besides, it's the slack season, everyone is free, and it's even more exciting to see Lord Jia's demeanor along the way, which is a good thing.

Jia Lian, Xue Pan, Liu Xianglian and others organized the villagers to line up to receive pots, divided them into several teams, and appointed captains.There are so many people, it is impossible for Jia Lian to teach everyone by hand, only the captains have advanced the operation under Jia Lian's professor.After the instructions were explained, they were asked to go back and explain to other farmers.

Simply put, carefully ground sulfur is mixed into water in proportion, stirred, and then sprayed.In addition to watering cans and other things, there are also water storage vehicles prepared in advance. A narrow road is opened in the center of the paddy field at a certain distance, and several water trucks are pushed to the center of the field one by one. Two buckets of water are hung on each water truck. Paper bag full of sulfur powder.

The waterwheels are arranged about tens of feet away, extending to the end, so that those who spray in the field can blend the medicine nearby.

Because of the uncertainty of artificial spraying, each divided area will be sprayed three times.In the hardest-hit areas, spray three times in the morning, noon and evening, and spray three times each time.

After such busy work, it was already five days later.

As for Zhang Wansheng who came to the gate of the Lin Mansion a few days ago to make amends, because he was not forgiven, he was disgusted again after returning to the village.Then everyone was busy spraying medicine, and Zhang Wansheng also eagerly came to participate, and even went around collecting sulfur to send to the government office.When spraying, Zhang Wansheng was also very hardworking, sweating profusely from running back and forth, but his family had a lot of fields, and everyone thought he deserved it for his hard work.

Then, when all the villagers went to Zhang Wansheng's field to spray pesticides, they didn't want to do their best.Thinking of Master Jia's reminder, I can't miss any place, otherwise it will only harm Qiantian.

Everyone had no choice but to seriously spray Zhang Wansheng's field.

For this reason, Zhang Wansheng was grateful but not happy.

After going back and forth for another five days, Jia Lian could not help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the rice fields where the disease had started had healed.The next step is to spray the medicine every few days to prevent recurrence.

Thinking of the next journey to go, Jia Lian couldn't stay in Yangzhou for too long, so he had to start now.Fujian and his party must go.And he planned to return to the capital before late autumn to attend the wedding of his elder sister Yuanchun.

Therefore, Jia Lian handed over all the following matters to the Cleaning Department. Because Zhao Er was brave in the whole incident, Jia Lian ordered him to lead the villagers to coordinate the follow-up drug spraying with the Cleaning Department of the Yangzhou Household Department.

Before leaving, Zhang Wansheng came forward and knelt down to apologize to Lord Jia Hou.

Inside the brocade-wrapped carriage, a pair of slender hands stretched out and waved at him.

Jia Lian: "It's good if you know your mistakes and correct them. I'm not going to kill you. Go back."

Zhang Wansheng burst into tears when he heard this.A lot of emotions suddenly appeared in his heart. He was worried these days, especially after he went back that day, he was scolded by everyone, and then he began to reflect on his behavior carefully.He was too selfish, he was the only one with a hundred acres of land, and he was so arrogant that he offended the famous Lord Jiahou, Zhang Wansheng really regretted it.These days, the more he thinks about it, the more afraid he becomes, so he has been expressing himself well so as not to lose his life.

Now when he saw Hou Ye's hands, he just waved them like this, and suddenly drove away the haze of the past two days.Zhang Wansheng was grateful for seeing off Lord Jia Hou, and with tears of excitement, he kowtowed three more times before getting up when he saw the carriage disappear.

Jia Lian inspected and diverted the canals in Yangzhou, and soon word of the rectification and prevention of diseased rice reached the ears of the emperor.

As an imperial envoy, Jia Lian has the right to go directly to Tianting, but this time it was not Jia Lian who did the reward, but the King of Beijing.

Jia Lian went to the local area this time, and his every move was under the control of the King of Beijing.Now that the fourth prince is suppressed in Fujian, the eldest prince is very powerful, and the court has begun to fall on one side, let alone those local officials.As long as you say a few sweet words to fool them, they will immediately surrender and bow their heads to the eldest prince.Therefore, it is perfectly possible for the King of Beijing to use some manpower to monitor Jia Lian.

This time the book was written by King Bei Jing himself, and he presented it with his own hands, praising Jia Lian and boasting about it.Originally, there were many eldest princes, so everyone talked about it, and the emperor liked Jia Lian's pragmatism and ability.Most of the people in the court follow the crowd and like to agree with the holy will. Anyway, they are usually used to boasting about Jia Lian, so the eldest prince Nabo also praised Jia Lian for his move.

Therefore, this memorial, which was full of praise, caused quite a storm in the emperor's heart.