The Princess of Northern Land

Chu Suifeng was really interested in the anti-fans mentioned by Lin Ziyin. As the master of the North, he had been really miserable for so many years. From being sent away at the age of six, he saw the desolation of the Northland with his own eyes, and with his dedicated governance, the poverty situation in the Northland has not changed much.

Because of the climate in the North, because the North is vast and sparsely populated, because of the inaction of the court, because of the harassment of the Tatars, everything made him physically and mentally exhausted. Having a lot of heart but not enough strength is a true reflection of his daily heart.

As a man, who doesn't want to make a difference, but unfortunately too many factors limit his progress. Northland also has a lot of coastline, because the number of fishermen is also quite large. The lives of these fishermen are even poorer.

Chu Suifeng originally wanted to improve the lives of fishermen, but unfortunately, he never had the ability to change.

Now that Lin Ziyin has given him a glimmer of hope, of course he is willing to work hard to realize this wish.

"Send people to look for him with all your strength." The order was given again.

"It's the prince. I will send some more people out now." Congyi agreed.

Lin Ziyin felt a little complicated. If the coal was found, would it be a good thing? After all, coal is a non-renewable energy source. If it is found, the history of using coal will at least be advanced a lot. She also thought about air pollution and so on, and her mind was extremely confused.

But if there is no coal and we just rely on manpower to reclaim the land, we will not be able to accomplish anything even if we work hard.

"Leave the matter of the anti-fans to me, you just need to make a plan." Chu Suifeng looked at her troubled expression and said.

"Although it is a good thing that black powder can be found, it also pollutes the surrounding environment a lot." Lin Ziyin whispered.

pollute? This is a new word, but Chu Suifeng can generally understand what pollution means, "What are the consequences?"

"First of all, the surrounding water sources will be polluted. Of course, if they are managed properly, as long as everyone is not allowed to develop them indiscriminately, the problem will not be too big. Secondly, when black powder is burned, there will be soot and the air will be polluted, so strictly speaking, it cannot be used in large quantities. Use it." Lin Ziyin replied sheepishly.

"State-owned mineral deposits cannot be developed by just anyone. I will try my best to find them and then send people to control them. Don't worry." Chu Suifeng said.

"Miss Lin, you are overthinking. Even if others are brave enough, they may not dare to take action on the prince's things." Si Jinhan said with an evil smile, "Since it is underground, it must not be easy to mine. If you come out, even if you want to mine, there will be a lot of noise. In this case, all you need to do is send troops to guard it."

"Does the prince have many people?" Lin Ziyin muttered, complaining every day that the Northland was vast and sparsely populated, but now there was no shortage of people to guard the coal.

Si Jinhan and Chu Suifeng were choked by her question. Human hands were indeed the biggest pain in their hearts.

"The king has chosen a group of people to send to the west to open up wasteland and prepare to build a city there." Chu Suifeng said.

Lin Ziyin smiled and nodded, smiling very stiffly. Don't tell a female like her about such a big thing as building a city. "So, if possible, if you succeed in planting rice, you should pass on your experience in the future." Chu Suifeng glanced at her and added softly.

It turns out that this sentence is the key point that King Ling wants to say.

Lin Ziyin pouted, feeling that Chu Suifeng was using her as a big agricultural worker, and she was a big agricultural worker who didn't get paid.

Li Zheng and Bai Chunsheng were as excited as cats' claws when they heard this. From the prince's tone, it was as if Lin Yatou was going to plant rice. But in the cold weather in the north, the period for growing crops is too short. How can we grow rice? Every family in the village grows some rice, but that is because the imperial court requires it, and there is really no way to force it. Haven't you seen that the output of each family is pitifully low?