Chapter 249

  Man Bao said, it was naturally her brothers and sisters who broke their legs, but this is not a hurry, the summer harvest has not started yet, the top priority is to repair the roof.

  Lang and the others went to the village chief’s house to borrow a scooter the next day.

  The people in the village knew that they were going to the city to buy tiles and come back to repair the house, and several people who had taken their money and rice eggs followed went there.

  There is no pallet truck, so they carry a large bamboo basket. Then they can directly carry it back, so as not to go back and forth several times.

  Lao Zhoutou went to talk to the village chief and the elderly in the village about growing winter wheat.

  Although it is still early, this kind of thing still needs to be prepared in advance.

  This kind of farming is different from other things. The more races, the better, and the better.

  In fact, there are quite a few people who have such ideas, but they have not made up their minds yet, so no one in the village mentions them yet.

  This time, the old Zhou family raised it first, and many people were moved, but they also had doubts, “With this kind of winter wheat, will the soil be enough for rice next year?”

  The yield of rice has always been slightly higher than that of wheat, so if the two can only be grown for one season, everyone naturally chooses to grow rice.

"It's a big deal, everyone, take a bit more effort and get more fat." Old Zhoutou said: "Otherwise, what should I do? Although the rice and wheat have not been harvested this year, the harvest in Chengdu is visible. I am afraid that the autumn tax will be paid. There is not much left. We will continue to eat beans until the harvest next summer?"

  The head of the village said: “And I don’t know what will happen next year. If it’s like this year, then are we still alive?”

  Everyone whispered to each other, and finally made a decision, "Okay, just plant a season of winter wheat."

  The matter is set, but everyone is not so entangled. Everyone talks about other things, "How is Dazhu's injury?"

   "I went to get two more medicines yesterday. The doctor said it should be fine after taking them." Then he turned to look at Lao Zhou's head, "How is Dalang?"

   "It's almost done, but I can't do heavy work yet."

   "We can't see the bleeding in the stomach, so we have to be cautious. I told him to let him rest at home for half a year, and wait until the beginning of spring before going to the ground."

Lao Zhoutou had the same plan. He didn't know much medical skills. He just thought about it. This internal bleeding must be something broken. In case of fatigue, the wound will open again, they will be bleeding in the stomach. They can't see it anymore.

  Country folks basically rely on rest and boil to recover from illness.

Zhou Dalang is only in his twenties, and Lao Zhou is still very afraid of his root cause, and his family lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of people, so he also plans to let him rest at home, wait for a better one, and do light work at home. Province work.

  For example, cutting wheat, beans, and rice can be done, but heavy tasks such as carrying wheat, loosening the ground, and composting cannot be done.

  Lao Zhoutou asked about the injuries of other people. Fortunately, except for Zhou Dalang, the injuries of other people are outside, which can be seen. Basically, if the injury is healed, it will be fine.

  In fact, the doctor really wanted to tell them that Zhou Dalang's internal injury was cured and he was fine.

  But people are frightened by their own imagination, and most people trust their own judgments more.

  Those who can accept other people’s suggestions and think so easily, generally either become a soft-eared person or a very powerful person.

  Such as the present-day saint.

  Wei Zhiren hasn't returned yet, and the memorial has arrived first.

  This is a very long memorial, and it will take an hour for the emperor to read it.

In   , not only disaster relief matters, but also data on casualties in the disaster-stricken areas, data on money and food consumed in relief, and disasters in various regions, most of which are accompanied by data.

  It can be seen that Wei Zhi was very diligent in going to the disaster relief this time.

  Of course, the purpose of his discount is not only for this, he writes so much, but also to apply for tax relief for the disaster-stricken area.

  Originally, the imperial court was planning tax exemption for the county under Yizhou. The time was also very ample, two years.

  But this time Wei Zhi proposed that the counties under Yizhou be exempted from tax for three years, in order to attract the refugees back to their hometowns, and also attract foreign refugees into Yizhou.

  Because of the Yizhou flood disaster, the casualties were too heavy and the population loss was serious. If the population cannot be attracted, then the population can only be forced to migrate from other places, otherwise the ten thousand hectares of fertile fields under the Qianwei Weir may be abandoned.

  Except for Yizhou, all Jiannan Road will be tax-free for one year.

The scope of   Jiannan Road is too wide, which means that the imperial court will lose part of its tax revenue, and it will have to support it.

  After all, in addition to part of the local taxes handed over to the court, they also have to keep some for their own financial expenditures.

  If there is no tax, then the imperial government can only allocate funds downwards.

  Is not tax exempt...

  Looking at the data handed in by Wei Zhi and the situation in the disaster areas, the emperor couldn't help sighing.

  There is no tax exemption. After a winter, I am afraid that some people will die in Jiannan Road and some will be exiled.

  Tax collection is cool for a while, and it will take ten times or even a hundred times more to gather the refugees in the future.

  And once the refugees fall into the grass, the loss will only be even greater.

  The emperor put down the Zhezi and said: "Come here, invite the six books."

   He pondered and asked, "Where is Wei Zhi?"

  The humanity of sending the letter: "When I returned to Beijing from my humble position, Mr. Wei was patrolling in Luojiang County. He should have been on the road at this time, and he will arrive in Beijing soon."

  The emperor nodded slightly and waved his hand to make the opponent retreat.

At this time, Wei Zhi showed no signs of returning to Beijing. He was holding a pair of scissors in the yard to trim the flowers for the Bai family. He felt wrong when cutting and cutting. He looked at the row of plants in the flower bed curiously. , Asked: "Isn't this ginger?"

   Standing by the side, Da Ji smiled and said, "My lord, it’s Jiang."

  Wei Zhi smiled and said, “It’s really good to plant. How does your gardener take care of it?”

  Wei Zhi also grows vegetables at home. As a necessities of life, **** is naturally grown, but it does not grow well here, and he can see that the **** buried underneath seems to be larger than what he usually eats.

  Daji smiled and said: "This is not planted by a gardener, but by my young master. Usually, the young master does the weeding and fertilization himself."

   "Oh?" Wei Zhi smiled slightly when he thought of the child he saw at the banquet yesterday, "Does your young master still have such hobbies?"

   "Yes," thinking of their young master's hobby, Da Ji paused and smiled: "My young master likes to grow things."

  Especially like something that can sell money.

   "I'll have to communicate with him when I look back," Wei Zhi smiled, "I also like to grow things."

After a year of development, Bai Shanbao left a lot of **** pieces as seeds last year. This year he not only planted all the **** pieces on the flower beds in his yard, but also requisitioned a piece of land in front of the study, and then developed to occupy the flower beds in the garden. .

  Liu is very indulgent in this aspect. He can plant it if he wants to, even if it makes the house smelly.

  (End of this chapter)