Chapter 956 The Way of Being an Official, Inspection

His Majesty said that there was no one standing in front of him, Zhu Di snorted coldly and said, "Get up."

After Chen Ling got up, she lowered her eyebrows and said pleasantly: "Your Majesty, I am leading them to plow the fields."

Zhu Di is not that kind of deep palace emperor. In the early years, he often took Zhu Zhanji to "research" at the grassroots level, and he also had to cultivate the imperial fields, so he was well versed in farming seasons.

"Whose idea?"

Zhu Di stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were cold and stern, and Chen Xiao hurriedly said tremblingly in fright: "Your Majesty, I..."

At the critical moment, Chen Xiao remembered Chen Jiahui's teaching: Don't speak ill of your boss in front of the superior!

Fang Xing helplessly stretched out his little finger to signal Chen Xiao not to be stupid.

The two were indeed good friends, as soon as Fang Xing stuck out his little finger, Chen Xiao understood.

"Your Majesty, I have just been appointed to the Jia Vegetable Department for a few days, and I...are guilty!"

good!

Fang Xing couldn't help secretly applauding Chen Xiao's clever change.

I've only been here for a few days, so I don't know anything!

"Your Majesty, he is Chen Xiao, the minister of the Jia Vegetable Department. He is a good friend of the minister. He was originally expelled from the Imperial Academy. Later, His Royal Highness Zhao took action to prevent him from being depressed."

Fang Xing's words made people look sideways, you said he will take revenge, but he frankly told Chen Xiao's scandal.

But if you want to say that he is calm, there is a thorn in his words, and the target is the Imperial College.

The Imperial Academy of Ming Dynasty is divided into the North and the South. Although the two are secretly rivals, the hatred of Fang Xing is the same.

——Everyone is a disciple of Confucianism! Of course we must share the same hatred!

Zhu Di narrowed his eyes at the agricultural tools, tapped the palm of his left hand with a horsewhip, and said, "I've harvested them all. The snow hasn't melted yet at this time of year. Why plow the ground? Are you free?"

"Hurry up! Go back and rest."

Chen Xiao was amnesty, wiped off the cold sweat from her forehead and greeted her.

Those farmers could go home and brag about it for a few months if they could see Zhu Di, and Zhu Di personally dismissed "random life", and they all kowtowed happily to thank him.

At this time, two horsemen came from the north, very fast. Wang Fusheng gave an order, and several guards went up to meet them.

Fang Xing drew out the knife, Zhu Di shouted after seeing it: "I am here, who dares to assassinate!"

An emperor who doesn't know how to cooperate is not a good emperor!

Fang Xing withdrew his knife resentfully, Xin Laoqi had already seen the person clearly with the binoculars.

"Your Majesty, it's an official uniform."

Zhu Di nodded, glanced at Lao Qi Xin, and waited quietly.

The two men spoke a few words with the guards, then got off their horses and walked over a hundred paces away.

"Brother Dehua, the one with the goatee on the left is Yuan Mi, the left supervisor."

Chen Ling whispered behind Fang Xing's back.

But the beard of the man on the left is not a goatee!

And Yuan Mi looked upright, if it was in the former Song Dynasty, this would be the appearance of a minister.

"Sir, Yuan Mi sees Your Majesty."

Yuan Mi's voice is also very thick, and his demeanor is calm.

Nima! Compared to my brothers!

The handsome old man explained with an apologetic look on his face, "Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty just moved the capital, and I thought the move would be a happy event. Let those farm households plow their fields earlier this year just to get a good omen."

It was indeed the Minister who could say this.

Relocation is a happy event, and our department is all happy.

In order to add some splendor to Your Majesty's relocation of the capital, I personally went to the countryside to inspect and condolences, and lived and ate with the farmers...

Zhu Di noticed Yuan Mi's shoes, which were covered in mud and soaked in snow.

The feeling of soaked shoes in this kind of weather is not very pleasant, Yuan Mi guessed that his feet were already numb from the cold.

Zhu Di's complexion softened, and his voice softened a bit: "Moving the capital is a major event, but the farmers are working hard, and the land is still hard to plow, there is no need for that."

Yuan Mi's image project failed, but he said excitedly: "Your Majesty is merciful, those village households will definitely be grateful. After the spring, I will urge them to open up wasteland, and will never delay the food and drink in the palace."

Zhu Di nodded, and then walked towards this piece of land that was burned only last year.

"I met Xing Hebo."

Yuan Mi cupped his hands at Fang Xing, and then said cordially: "Chen Xiao looks young and promising at first glance, and he must be able to make some achievements in Shanglin Court Supervisor."

This man is really...

Fang Xing looked at the upright Yuan Mi, and said with a smile: "Then I would like to thank Master Yuan. Under the leadership of Master Yuan, the Shanglin Court Supervisor will definitely make His Majesty feel at ease."

In Chen Xiao's astonishment, Fang Xing and Yuan Mi had already completed an exchange of benefits.

"This place needs to be well maintained and potatoes need to be planted."

The fat on Chen Xiao's face trembled a few times, and he felt that he was on the verge of losing weight.

Zhu Di stood on an open field, turned around to look at Fang Xing and said, "What do you think of Daming's farming?"

This question is both big and small, Yuan Mi didn't expect Zhu Di to ask Fang Xing instead of himself.

Fang Xing looked at the white fields, and pondered: "Your Majesty, Daming's fields seem to be enough at present, but there is a problem, first, there is not enough warehouses, if there is a drought or flood in a certain place, or a plague of locusts, how will Daming deal with it?" ?”

Daming has a lot of warehouses, but Fang Xing feels that there is a problem with the management. When dealing with a famine, the lives of the victims depend to a large extent on the ability and integrity of the local government.

In the middle and late stages, when famines occur frequently, grain storage is a sharp tool to save countless lives.

Zhu Di said: "These will gradually increase, but potatoes are not easy to store, and it can be made into vermicelli, but it takes up a lot of space."

"Your Majesty, the grain output in the north of Ming Dynasty is not stable. If there is a natural disaster, the whole north will fall into chaos. Therefore, I suggest that, first, we should build and clear ditches for irrigation, and second, we should prohibit random logging. Coal, and cement to build houses."

Fang Xing said sincerely: "Your Majesty, in the past when Li and Tang established Guanzhong as their capital, they just didn't pay attention to these things. In the end, Guanzhong changed from a piece of fertile land to a place where people are dying today. There is a natural disaster, and soon everyone will be starved and killed. Your Majesty, this is deforestation. Excessive consequences!"

The water and soil erosion in Guanzhong has shown its evil consequences. Fang Xing asked to emigrate a while ago, and Zhu Di agreed, but this was not enough.

Zhu Zhanji reported this issue to Zhu Di, and there are some data to support it, showing that the ecology of the Loess Plateau is deteriorating, and the ability to accommodate the population is also declining.

Zhu Di pondered and said: "I will think about this matter carefully. Last time I moved to Jiaozhi, you can also take a look at Yingzhou. There is also Nuer Gandusi, the land of Daming, which should not be occupied by others!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, relying on Zhennu City, as long as enough land is given, the people of Daming will be able to take root in Nuer Gandusi!"

Fang Xing firmly believed in this, Huaxia people can always adapt to various environments, and can reproduce quickly.

Zhu Di nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Your book is almost done."

Seeing that Fang Xing was in a daze after speaking, Zhu Di turned and walked towards the horse.

Are you coming out?

Fang Xing took a deep breath, and then smiled.

Come on!