Climbing a small mound, Du Zhongxiao looked at the surrounding scenery and didn't speak for a while. Wansheng Town was adjacent to the Bian River in the south, and the land was flat and the surrounding population was not large. This is a plain, but the soil is not fertile. Since the Yellow River has often flooded in history, many lands have become salinized. In this era, it is a waste of brittle land. It is necessary to use it to farm and be transformed.

After standing for a while, Du Zhongxiao said, "How should the land be cultivated here? You can ask the old farmers nearby and don't think about it yourself. There are many ponds nearby and there are many marsh, so it is not suitable for planting any grain."

Cui Xiang hurriedly bowed his hand to say yes. He was a man of imperial guards and had never cultivated land since he was a child. He was really not familiar with these.

Du Zhongxiao said: "During Emperor Taizong, there was a wide range of agricultural teachers in the world, which was very beneficial to the local area. Now the agricultural teachers are no longer established. However, your prison camp can invite some old farmers from the local area, give them money and food, and let them teach the prisoners. Also, you can buy some farming tools made by the Iron Supervisor. The place where the imperial court farms here cannot be the same as the local area, and it seems stingy."

Cui Xiang said: "The officials asked about this matter, and the price of agricultural tools is quite expensive. Although the prison camp has rich enough, it is still a bit difficult."

Du Zhongxiao smiled and said, "It's okay, just write a document to the Privy Council and allocate the money again. Since you want to farm, of course you have to buy good farm tools. The so-called "to be good at doing things and Priligy tools are nothing wrong."

Cui Xiang hurriedly agreed happily. Du Zhongxiao agreed that money is of course not a problem. In fact, as the prisoner detained here, what is the money for buying farm tools? If you follow the opinions of some officials, you have to raise these people, then you will spend more money.

Turning around, Du Zhongxiao said to Yelu Xiantong and the other two, "How are you here? What are you going to plant? What do you think?"

Yelu Xiantong said: "Taiwei, we are all grassland people. Since we were young, we lived with the tribe to chase water and grass. How could we know how to farm? The court arranged this matter to be the court's order. "

Du Zhongxiao smiled and said, "Everyone has a long mind, but one has a short mind. Although you are not familiar with farming, you can also give your opinions. Even if it is wrong, there is nothing. This will be your home in the future. You have to put some effort into it."

After saying that, he turned to Cui Xiang and said, "According to the previous plan, each person farms here is calculated as twenty acres. Generally speaking, two or three thousand acres of land in a village are already a lot. If there are more, the road to farming will be far away. I think that in a village, one hundred people and two thousand acres of arable land will be better. In addition to the land for growing grains, there must also be land for growing grains, and mulberry orchards. A village, all counted, about four thousand acres. You can plan properly and divide the population into more than a dozen villages according to this number. The town is located in the town and some shops are opened."

Cui Xiang said embarrassedly: "Taiwei, there are all young and strong men here, who can weave cloth? Planting mulberry trees is useless."

Du Zhongxiao was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he said, "What he said makes sense, then you won't plant mulberry trees. The nearby jujube trees grow well and can be more diverse. During the years of famine, dates can also be used to overcome the desolation. Also, there are many ponds here. If you don't plant mulberry trees, then open some fish ponds."

Cui Xiang wrote down one by one. Du Zhongxiao took the camp and land affairs and was not unfamiliar with farming. He came here in person to manage the prison camp, one was to miss the past years, and the other was to avoid the current affairs in the court.

The great victory in Youzhou was a very important thing for the Song Dynasty. The rewards of those participating in the war have not been completed until now, and countless things are involved. Zhao Zhen also wanted to use the post-war rewards to win over the hearts of the people and gain military power. Other ministers also had their own thoughts. Du Zhongxiao did not want to participate in these things. The current army was formed by himself and could not arouse suspicion. In the Privy Council, he could not hide away, so he just came out for a few days. In addition to other things, the matter of the Privy Council is annoying, and Du Zhongxiao really didn't want to care about it.

If you win the Khitan, where will this world go? Du Zhongxiao doesn't know. Everything has its will, so why bother yourself? I thought I knew everything, and it might seem like a joke in a few decades. Why not just let go and let others do it.

Steam engines are widely used, with a strong army, and a huge domestic market. What will happen to the Song Dynasty? There is no precedent in history. The historical reference of Europe is not very significant, and there are huge differences between the East and the West.

After falling down the mound, watching the grass on the ground sprouting, and the flowing water in the river beside him rushes, Du Zhongxiao feels that his body and mind are clear. In the Battle of Youzhou, the unexpected weakness of the Khitan made Du Zhongxiao's ambition feel useless at once. With such a powerful Khitan, which other country can be fought in the surrounding areas?

Since I became a Jinshi, Du Zhongxiao felt tired after so many years of busy work. In the following days, I should have a good rest. As for the struggle for power in the court, let others be busy. With my own contribution now, not fighting is the best struggle.

After walking around the neighborhood, Du Zhongxiao said to Cui Xiang: "You choose a village as a model for the prison camp. Let's help the village plan what to plant and how to arrange it. The rest of the villages can be handled in accordance with reference."

Cui Xiang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Du Zhongxiao to be so involved. He originally thought that Du Zhongxiao should go back after taking a look and explaining some things. Unexpectedly, he would not ask about everything, but also participate in how the village was arranged.

He hurriedly agreed. Cui Xiang ordered a soldier to prepare. What is the difficulty in choosing a model village? It is close to the prison camp yamen, and the place is big enough. On the north bank of the Bian River, not far from the river, there happened to be a village like this.

When he returned to the yamen, he saw that it was getting late. Cui Xiang ordered his subordinates to kill and prepare a banquet to entertain Du Zhongxiao. This is the case in this era. When guests came, they killed a sheep and two chickens, which was a very high specification. Most of the valuable things in later generations were worthless in this era. The so-called delicacies were either not developed or there were many in this era.

Du Zhongxiao said to Yelu Xiantong, Yelu Renxian and Xiao Xulie: "Everyone has nothing to do, let's have a drink of the bar together."

The three of them hurriedly thanked. They were Khitans and were always cautious now, for fear that the officials of the Song Dynasty would cause trouble for them. No matter how noble his identity was before, there was no one to support him in the Song Dynasty, he could only live with his tail between his legs.

Everyone sat down, drinking tea and talking gossip.

Du Zhongxiao said to Yelu Xiantong: "It took a lot of effort to set up this prison camp here. Do you know why?"

Yelu Xiantong bowed: "The Taiwei is kind-hearted and can't bear to be hungry, so he learns some skills here."

Du Zhongxiao laughed and said, "You don't have to choose something nice to say. They are prisoners of war, and they don't lock them up, but let them go directly. How can I explain to the soldiers who died in the front line? So many people are just locked up, and they spend a lot of food a year, so they still have to do work. However, there is another reason."

Yelu Xiantong said, "We are ignorant and do not know the Taiwei's mind."

Du Zhongxiao said: "Song and the Khitan were originally brotherly countries, and they had been peaceful for decades. But you Khitans only have money in your eyes. When Song and Dangxiang were not in a smooth battle, they asked for more coins, otherwise they would go south to seize the southern part of the Guannan area. Last year, a large army even moved south, and our dynasty had to send troops to fight. It is really no wonder that you have fallen to this point. However, it was a brotherly country after all, and after the war was over, the friendship could not be broken. After being locked in the prison camp for a few days, they were all ordinary people. Building the prison camp, in addition to letting them know the difficulties of Jiarong, they also remember the friendship before."

Yelu Xiantong and Yelu Renxian nodded together, and finally understood Du Zhongxiao's meaning. Xiao Xulie disagreed. Of course, when the Song army occupied Dangxiang, prisoners of war also built roads, and many others were let go. The treatment of Khitan prisoners of war is not much better now.
Chapter completed!