Zhurou

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

Everyone walked forward in silence, and the atmosphere became extremely dull.

Just like this, you pushed and chased each other, and another quarter of an hour passed, and I saw a faint sparkle in front of my eyes, but the moat outside the Wansheng Gate in the west of the city was right in front of me.

And on the edge of the moat, thousands of people gathered inside and outside, or digging, or clearing the mud, or transporting, it was a fiery posture.

There are people of all ages, old or young, and there are a group of healthy women cooking around a stove built with more than a dozen stones.

And the tall city gate that was damaged in sevens and eights when Di Thief entered the city, although it will not look brand new at this time, it has already put up a shelf again, and it will take ten or eight days at most to repair the frame.

He had been talking dejectedly before, yelling that the Western Army might not be better than Di Bing, and that the newly recruited city defense army could not be the one on the battlefield. Looking at this scene, he was walking, and couldn't help spitting in the palm of his hand. After taking a mouthful of saliva and rubbing it, he said bitterly: "I transport bricks every day to build a wall, and finally built a moat. It seems that the city wall will be repaired and the city gate will be built. If the thieves really come, they will run away if they don't fight. Surrender without a fight, it's so fucking suffocating!"

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Not only the walls and gates of the city gates were repaired everywhere, but the fields in the western outskirts of the city were also busy.

After the Waking of Insects is over, it is the farming season, and anyone who has received their own fields from the government office in Kyoto is competing with God for the time, wishing they could live in the fields every day.

But even so, when Zhao Mingzhi's princess chariot drove to his land, countless people along the way looked up cautiously, but there was not much surprise in those eyes, only the usual familiarity, and a kind of subtle ease.

If there was news from Xuzhou in the past three days or so, with a large number of merchants and rich households leaving the capital, although there is no news of the battle in the north, it has become too quiet.

And the discussions in the streets and alleys are no longer about when the city of Xuzhou will be broken, when the Di thief will go south, whether the capital of the Jin Dynasty will move south, where it will be moved, whether your family will escape, whether the food can still be eaten-self-deduction Grain merchants and grain, few people from each family could produce paperwork to get it back, and they sold it to the government office one after another, and the price of grain fell slowly.

As soon as the price of grain fell, at the beginning, all households lined up day and night to stock up in a hurry, but seeing that the grain shops were no longer closed, and there was no limit to purchase, the price was getting lower and lower day by day. Those who gain less are happy for themselves.

A few days ago, convoys of horses and horses brought food from Dengzhou and Xuzhou. Although they didn't beat gongs and drums, they sent them to many grain shops in an endless stream from morning to night.

The deep ruts and the piles of grain bags finally make people put their hearts back into their stomachs, and no one will run on the grain.

As soon as the price of food fell, the prices of other things also fell.

In addition, what makes people feel more at ease is that the current princess personally recognized the fields in the west of the city, and brought a group of palace servants to work in the fields together, without using any hats, and her beautiful appearance was exposed to the sun like this Go, not afraid of hurting the delicate flesh.

Although one or two teams of guards were staying by the side—on the surface they cultivated their own fields, but they were actually guards, but the place was flat, and there were no trees or rocks to cover them. Even though the distance was not close, they could still be seen vaguely with good eyesight.

When the princess returns to the palace in the afternoon, there will be no one to stop the field, and let everyone look and step on it.

There are unowned wastelands taken back by the Kyoto government everywhere, and people of all kinds have recognized and plowed them at this time, no matter how far or near they are, they can't help but take a look.

They are all planing food in the fields, and they don’t necessarily know other things, but anyone can say a few words about farming, so I can’t help but make some comments—the princess thinks that the fields are not plowed deep enough, the seedlings are inserted crookedly, and the seedlings are raised. They haven't bred well, and their draft is still low, and most of them will suffer a lot when they set ears.

Mrs. Zou in the refugee camp took the job of teaching the princess how to plow the fields. She provided two meals a day and gave extra money. There was also a piece of Shu brocade every month. Able to take care of the fields she owns.

Such a good thing has naturally spread, and everyone rushed over to inquire.

There is no need to mention the princess's appearance, people can see it, so I only ask about her temperament and character, because all of them have visited that field, so they have to give some advice to Mrs. Zou.

One said that she did not teach well here, and the other said that she did not do well there. Some self-recommended, and some criticized her for not teaching with all her heart. Seeing that the princess’s field is so improperly planted, why don’t you know how to help her? It's unconscionable to take so many benefits and return two acres to myself.

Mrs. Zou had to explain that she had been told by His Royal Highness that the other party wanted to do it by herself, and that she didn't need others to help her.

Just say this, ten out of ten people who listened would not believe it, and give her a trick to go back to do things quietly after His Highness leaves, so as not to annoy her so much that she can't see the fields when they come out, But I don't know how to deal with it.

But no matter what, there were rumors outside that many refugees who were still waiting and watching saw Zhao Mingzhi go out of the city every day and work in the fields. Recognize Tianmu.

At the beginning, only a few people tentatively asked about the unclaimed land that the Kyoto government government managed. By the time Zhao Mingzhi turned the soil over the first pass, they had already been recognized. The sorted out fields are not enough for people to recognize, so we need to wait for typesetting.

In this way, while working honestly inside and outside the city, on the other hand, he looked at the situation in the north with his heart. Although he was afraid that the Di people would have already approached the city when he woke up, but seeing that the princess came back early at noon, she was on time and on time, showing no fear at all. Hope again.

***
Zhao Mingzhi naturally knew what the outsiders said.

But now everything that can be done in the situation has been done, and the human affairs have been exhausted, so we just wait for God's will.

She got up at Yin time every day, first went to the government office in Kyoto, and then learned about the camp in the west of the city and the progress of the city defense.

At this time, the gates of the city opened early, although it was not the busiest time, but the outer city rushed into the inner city, and the inner city vendors also set up their stalls one after another, which was really a great opportunity for the princess to show off her carriage. Pedestrians and farmers are also in place on the road and the fields beside the road, just looking at it.

After working in the fields until noon, after a little food, it will probably be time for Wu Chou to hand over. He hurried back to the palace and had to read the documents sent by Cai Zhou. ——It is impossible for the capital to be self-sufficient in food and fodder, but half of the north is lost, and Xuzhou, Mizhou, and Haizhou are all in short supply. If they want to withstand it, they can only transport food, grain and soldiers from the south.

After being squeezed for a few years, he first passed through the hands of the Supreme Emperor. At this time, he was replaced by a new emperor. He had only ascended the throne for less than half a year, and began to scrape the ground again. With a bit of skill, it was actually pressure oil in the stone, and he made some out of it abruptly.

After Caizhou got something, he first played a game, then argued, and finally, after the little emperor cried and made noises repeatedly, only [-]% was left in the imperial driver's office, and the rest were sent to Beijing in batches.

However, no matter whether it is Lu Xianzhang or other officials, how to distribute them after entering Beijing, they dare not say a word.

There were not many officials left in the capital, and there were even fewer who could use them. If you want to collect the huge amount of materials sent to the capital from various places and redo the distribution, it is not something that a few small officials can do.

After several deliberations, Zhao Mingzhi finally came forward to summon the directors of the Imperial College and several well-known academies in central Beijing, and invited several masters of arithmetic who were still in the city, first explained the situation, and then ordered Qin Tianjian to take the lead in selecting the academies Among the eligible students, they led the crowd to calculate the numbers one by one.

It is necessary to be able to maintain the basic operation of the capital, but also to be able to transport enough supplies and people to the front line.

It is necessary to estimate the quantity and speed of transportation from the north and the south, as well as the consumption situation in various places. In the dynamics, it must be balanced, and the real number is difficult.

Although she doesn't talk too much, she won't intervene, but every now and then she will go to the Qin Tianjian to listen and do the calculations, so as to know what the distribution method is based on.

In addition to routine affairs, there are also various emergencies, and Zhao Mingzhi has to go to any place in the city that is worthy of the status of "princess".

When everyone is almost busy, the night is often deeper, and there is almost no time for myself.

This day she left the palace more than half an hour later than usual, and it was past time when she arrived in the field. Although she closed her eyes and rested her mind, her mind was still thinking about the distribution of food and fodder she got last night. He called out "Your Highness".

Zhao Mingzhi woke up right away, opened his eyes, and sure enough, the car door was wide open, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a familiar scene.

Thinking of everything to be done in the field, she only felt a toothache.

In the past, whether it was reading agricultural books or reading poems or essays, it was said that farmers are hard and farming is suffering. She thinks she has prepared for it and knows how hard it is. Farming the fields, how can it be compared with those small fights like playing.

This time I have been farming by myself from beginning to end, weeding, loosening the ground, fattening, diverting water, I have been busy with everything, and I only have one acre of land. , I really wish that 24 hours a day were not enough.

She jumped down from the carriage, and after her feet were firmly planted on the ground, she turned to look at Mrs. Zou who had been waiting at the side, and said with a smile, "Are you going to finish planting the seedlings today?"

After following Zhao Mingzhi for a long time, Mrs. Zou was no longer cramped in the past, but today, for some reason, she hesitated in her words, looked back first, and then took two steps forward, whispering: "Your Highness I told you the day before yesterday that I should not ask others to help manage the fields, but one came this morning, and it is difficult for me to stop..."

Zhao Mingzhi was slightly surprised, and looked behind Mrs. Zou, and saw that although there were scattered people in the left and right fields, there were many more people than before, and they were all tall and brave, while the man he recognized as farming In a field where the seedlings are sparse, there is a person bowing his head and bowing to the ground.

Seemingly sensing the sight here, the man suddenly got up and looked up.

He was dressed in black cloth, calf-nosed trousers, and a foot-long bamboo hat. His attire was clearly the same as that of ordinary farmers, but for some reason, it might be because his figure was too straight when he stood up, and his temperament was really outstanding, so he easily Can grab the attention of others.