Although Lu Hui sent someone to Jinling to investigate, he would not wait until the news was confirmed before reporting it. The next morning, he went to court with an impeachment letter.

He didn't want to pass it according to the procedure, and then let Zhao Xu stay.

This matter involves two political participations. Zhao Xu is likely to be covering up instead of investigating others. Lu Hui knows this deeply, so he plans to attack the morning court directly.

As for whether they will be accused of false accusations, groundlessness, slandering people, etc., haha, do you still need to provide evidence by yourself when the censors are reported?

When Su Shi saw Lu Hui outside the hall, he couldn't help but be stunned because this old man who was usually depressed was full of fighting spirit today.

"Zhongsi, are you?"

Su Shi was surprised.

Lu Hui smiled and said, "Zizhan, something big is happening."

Su Shi was shocked: "What big thing?"

Lu Hui shook his head and said, "I'll know in a while."

After saying that, Lu Hui walked away with his neck in his arms. Su Shi was confused and had no time to ask more questions. The etiquette officer had already shouted, and he quickly returned to his position.

Zhao Xu came in from the back hall, and after the king and his ministers met, they began to discuss matters.

The autumn harvest has come, so the main topic is about autumn harvest. Su Shi is still very concerned about these topics, because this is the first harvest after the drought, and the quality of the harvest is very important.

Today is actually a report, and Ouyang Bian, the political affairs officer in charge of disaster relief, is reporting on this.

"...The rainfall south of the Yangtze River is normal and is the same as the harvest in previous years. After autumn begins north of the Yangtze River, the rainfall increases, allowing replanted crops to grow vigorously. According to statistics, the harvest north of the Yangtze River this year is the same as in previous years."

Ouyang Bian's clear voice echoed in the hall.

Suddenly there was an uproar in the hall.

"How is it possible? It's more than a month late to replant, and the rainfall is still much less than in previous years. How can it remain the same?"

"Yes, this is impossible at all, right?"

"Haha, you shouldn't be like this if you want to make a fortune. You're just talking nonsense and lying about your gains, but you'll be punished!"

...

When Zhao Xu heard the uproar below, he couldn't sit still: "Ouyang Aiqing, what's the situation?"

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Everyone is right. This year, it is indeed a waste of farming time and rainfall is also rare. But this year, we are not planting rice, but drought-tolerant crops sweet potatoes and corn. The yields of these two are much higher than those of rice and wheat.

For example, corn with lower yields can produce more than four stones per mu..."

"What!"

Zhao Xu exclaimed.

"Ji Mo's words are serious?"

Su Shi was also surprised. He had served as an official in the prefectures and counties, so he naturally knew how much rice yield per mu was, at most three stones were amazing. Most of them had more than two stones, which means that most of them had more than two hundred kilograms per mu. In this lack of water, corn could produce more than four stones per mu, which was amazing!

Ouyang Bian saw the officials in surprise and smiled. In fact, this is just the yield of the original seed. After all, there is no seed cultivation technology from later generations. If it were later generations, the yield per mu would be ordinary. In other words, the yield per mu may reach 15 stones, and now the output of the original seed is actually normal.

"Of course it's true, but because it's new seeds, many farmers don't trust it. They still plant rice and the amount of corn is too small. Each household may just plant a little symbolically. The same is true for sweet potatoes. Fortunately, it can be the same as in previous years with a sweet potato base."

Ouyang Bian smiled.

Zhao Xu nodded: "What is the yield of sweet potatoes? According to what Ji Mo said, it seems to be a little higher than corn?"

Ouyang Bian nodded: "Sweet potatoes can produce about twenty to thirty stones per mu."

Zhao Xu nodded: "Well... wait, how much is the per mu yield?"

"What!"

"Impossible?"

"Twenty to thirty stones...Is that a crop given to the immortals? I have never heard of any crop that can produce twenty to thirty stones!"

"It's nonsense!"

There were many troubles below, but Zhao Xu stared at Ouyang Bian because he knew that Ouyang Bian would not lie.

Ouyang Bian's face remained unchanged and looked through the notepad in his hand: "That's right, Hejian Prefecture, Fengzhou, Yan'an, Fengxiang, and Minzhou, from east to west, all reported data, with high and low yields. Although they are drought-resistant crops, they are still related to water volume. The yield close to the river is still much higher. There may be more than 40 stones. If you really rely on well water, you can only reach more than 20 stones, and the difference is still relatively large."

Zhao Xu said anxiously: "Hurry, let me see."

All the officials looked at each other, but it still seemed real?

Zhao Xu took it over and saw that it was the original material and was sent back by the inspection team from various places. Zhao Xu said anxiously: "Didn't the officials of the prefectures and counties report it?"

All officials nodded, yes, so prolific, the state officials should report it as auspicious, it is impossible for them to be without news.

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "The Tongjinyinfang Department should have a memorial in this regard, right?"

Zhao Xu looked at Lu Gongzhu, who gently touched the slight sweat on his forehead: "Your Majesty, there is indeed a memorial in this regard, but it has not been clearly implemented yet, so it has not been submitted to Your Majesty."

Lu Huiqing snorted: "I'm afraid that's not the case. The inspection team's information has been here for half a month. Local officials from the prefectures and counties are eager to report their contributions. It's not so late. I'm afraid that some people are afraid that the Regulations Department will make too much contributions?"

Lu Gongzhuo just snorted coldly and ignored Lu Huiqing.

Zhao Xu said in a gentle voice: "Then please bring it over and let us see it together."

Lu Gongzhuo nodded quickly and arranged for someone to pick up things.

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "The yield can be seen in a short time. My report continues. Because the people do not believe in new seeds, less than one-sixth of the sweet potatoes and corn are planted, so it is just the same as in previous years. However, this year's crisis has finally passed!"

All the officials applauded.

Ouyang Bian smiled and said, "Even if the scenery next year is slightly worse, it will not have much impact. This year, river canals and irrigation ditches are built, and the rivers that are prone to collapse are reinforced with cement while the dry water is used to strengthen the river channel that is prone to collapse. The key is to build a reservoir, which can store water and regulate the water volume. Next year, no matter how much rain or less rain falls next year, it will be harmless if the reservoir is adjusted...."

Zhao Xu nodded repeatedly.

Ouyang Bian has indeed done a great career.

Not only did the imperial court safely survive a large-scale drought that was rare in a century, but it also took the opportunity to overhaul rivers and canals and build water conservancy. The key is that the implementation of the large-scale infrastructure strategy in the second half of the year has allowed the economy to flourish again, which is the most critical issue.

Ouyang Bian reported to him privately, so Zhao Xu had a clear idea.
Chapter completed!