In May, it was early summer in Guanyun City, and the young wives had not yet changed into their summer dresses, but the lower three states of Beixiao seemed to have entered midsummer.
This is Yuzhou, one of the lower three states.
Today, the vast six states of Beixiao have a population of more than seven million, almost all of whom are distributed throughout the lower three states.
The farmers who migrated from the eight states of Nancang mainly gathered in Yuzhou. The land here is still arable, and it is also the main grain producing area for the entire six states of Beixiao.
The more than 400,000 disaster victims who migrated from Wuyuan Prefecture were mainly concentrated in Yuezhou, where the environment was even worse, with less rainfall throughout the year and poor crop yields.
As for the indigenous people of the lower three states, most of them are concentrated in Fengzhou, which is the best location in the lower three states and the source of the Qingjiang River Basin. It is rich in water and grass. Most of these people are herdsmen who live by following water and grass and are in a nomadic state.
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"Your Majesty, the weather is too hot. I think we should stop in Siyang County ahead and set off early tomorrow morning."
"Okay, let's rest for a night in Siyang County."
"This old servant is asking Ning Siyan to go to the front to make arrangements."
After Jia Nanxing left, Dong Shulan was fanning Fu Xiaoguan, and she herself was sweating profusely.
Fu Xiaoguan kept looking out the window. The scorching sun was burning the earth, and there was not a trace of wind.
This official road has not yet been paved with the cement surface he needs. When horse-drawn carriages pass by, they raise a cloud of yellow dust, adding a touch of yellow to the scenery.
There are fields on the side of the road, with golden wheat, but the wheat ears are obviously half the size of those in Xishan.
There are also seedlings planted in the fields. Some of them are alive, but they look like they are dying under the scorching sun. They don’t have the spirit of the Mozhou seedlings at all.
When he was in Wofeng Road, he talked with Zhuo Donglai about the situation in the lower three states. Zhuo Donglai said that summer in that place came in April, and summer ended in September and winter came. The winter was extremely cold, and it snowed in May... This place can be said to be a bitterly cold place.
Fu Wudai’s seeds have not yet been promoted here, and sweet potatoes cannot be planted here. So will the people here have enough food for a year?
Back then, the fat man bought a lot of fertile land from them and moved them to this broken place. They must have been very resentful.
After returning to the court, a separate policy must be formulated for the six states of Beixiao. The agricultural taxes in these areas should be completely exempted, and compulsory education should also be covered here as soon as possible.
The Ministry of Agriculture needs to set up an office here and plant Fu Liudai's rice seeds and sweet potatoes on this land as soon as possible so that the farmers here can raise pigs and eat meat.
The Ministry of Water Resources also needs to send people here to conduct a survey and solve the basic farmland irrigation problem in this area.
There is also the issue of road network construction here. It seems that more funds need to be invested to complete the road network here as soon as possible so as to facilitate the relocation of Wu Dynasty's heavy industry here.
Fu Xiaoguan was lost in thought. Dong Shulan felt a little sad when she saw the solemn look on his brows. She thought that the joy on the face of the small landlord by the river was becoming less and less. She hoped that this heavy burden would not bend his back.
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An ancient city appeared in Fu Xiaoguan's sight, with a low city wall made of rammed earth. There were no guards on the wall, only four ragged guards standing crookedly at the city gate.
When Fu Xiaoguan and his party arrived at the city gate, the guards took a look at the three carriages and suddenly became excited - wow, fat sheep!
"San'er, go and take a look. The entrance fee is three taels of silver."
"Good smile!"
A guard who was about seventeen or eighteen years old stood up, pulled at his rather bulky uniform, touched the machete hanging at his waist and walked over.
“Stop, stop…!”
Fewer and fewer people come to Siyang City, even traveling merchants rarely come here anymore.
They said that business is good nowadays and there is no need to sell goods in this shabby place like before.
The county magistrates in Siyang City actually received generous salaries - I heard that the young emperor increased their monthly salary by two taels of silver after he ascended the throne!
However, the soldiers of the Siyang County garrison could not enjoy such treatment.
Guarding the city gate used to be the hardest job to get, because the garrison commander said that 80% of the entrance fee collected had to be handed over, and the remaining 20% would be left to the brothers guarding the city.
In the past, Li San obviously would not have been able to get this job, but since the beginning of this year, traveling merchants no longer come, and the benefits of guarding the city have become nothing. No one is willing to guard the city gate foolishly anymore - with the sun so strong, wouldn't it be better to hide in the barracks and sleep?
Li San felt that he was very lucky. He met a fat sheep on the first day of his rotation to guard the city gate - look at this majestic horse, and the carriage pulled by two horses. Look at the carriage again. Li San couldn't tell what material the carriage was made of, but he could tell at a glance that the carriage was extraordinary.
atmosphere!
fine!
The workmanship is nothing compared to those broken cars sold by traveling merchants!
I don't know where these big merchants came from. I heard that His Majesty is building a road here. I'm afraid that His Majesty also wants to develop these three states. It is very likely that those big merchants will come here to take a look if they get this business opportunity.
The carriage stopped at the city gate. Li San stood in front of Eunuch Jia and held out his hand. "According to the rules, the entrance fee for a carriage is one tael of silver. You three carriages, pay three taels of silver."
Eunuch Jia was startled. "Young man... this entrance fee is a bit expensive. Besides, I heard that His Majesty has already issued an edict to local governments, forbidding anyone to collect this entrance fee anymore."
Li San opened his mouth in astonishment. "I haven't heard of it. I don't know if it's expensive or not, but this is the custom here."
In fact, the rule is not like this. The entrance fee should be ten cents, but since Boss Zhao said it was three taels of silver, then this merchant is unlucky.
"Take out three taels of silver, and I'll let you into the city. Otherwise, I'll send you home. It's so hot, it's hard for me to talk to you."
Jia Nanxing laughed, "What if I don't give it to you?"
Li San was stunned. He had never heard of this before. You have already reached the city gate, are you really going back home?
"If you don't give it to me... please go back."
"What if I must enter this city?"
"Then take the silver and don't bother with all this nonsense."
Zhao De, who was hiding under the city wall, frowned when he saw this and wondered why Li Saner was so long-winded in doing things.
He walked over with a machete in his hand, and craned his neck to look at Eunuch Jia. What a rich man!
The shirt he was wearing seemed to be made of silk, similar in material to the clothes worn by our county magistrate.
"What's wrong?" He stared at Li San and asked.
"Boss, this old man said he wants to go into the city if you don't give him money."
Zhao De spat and waved the machete in his hand, "Old man, either give me money or get out!"
Poor places and bad waters produce unruly people!
Fu Xiaoguan, who was sitting in the carriage and sticking his head out, suddenly laughed.
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