I came to this world to open the way

I don't know how long it took, a group of adults whose faces were covered with rice leaves and millets were so tired that they could hardly stand up straight.

Of course, they didn't dare to complain, after all, the two highest officials were still working hard.

"How is Fan Yushi? Can you hold on?" Zou Wenyu smiled and asked Fan Xing, who was beside him with a flushed face.

Seeing Zou Wenyu's smiling face, Fan Xing said dissatisfiedly, "You can do it, why can't I?"

"I admire you, the censor. The Fan family is a family in the south of the Yangtze River, enjoying endless glory and wealth. Where did you learn to use a sickle?" Zou Wenyu was a little curious.

"My Fan family's ancestral training is the most important thing to study, and the second is farming and mulberry. As a direct descendant of the Fan family, I naturally know about farming and mulberry." When mentioning the ancestral training, Fan Xing looked solemn.

Zou Wenyu also admired it in his heart. His family was not a county magistrate, but no one in his direct line knew the hardships of busy farming.

Even he himself knew this because he was raised in a farmer since he was a child, and he was taken back by his father later, and he studied hard all the way to obtain fame.

Hehe, illegitimate child, just as Zou Wenyu was about to say something to Fan Xing, a burst of hasty shouts rang out.

"Your Majesty, Lord Yushi, the result, the result came out!" Two minor officials ran over from other places, out of breath, and gasped in front of them.

"What's the result, the yield per mu in other places in Mengyang?" Zou Wenyu asked hastily as he grabbed the little official.

A small official replied: "It's gone, there is a family in Funing village who got up early to cut rice and thresh, and now they have weighed an acre."

Before Zou Wenyu could ask, another small official said excitedly: "Master Xian, this family's yield per mu is four shi, which is [-]% higher than the previous two to three shi!"

Fan Xing was also very excited, but he stabilized himself and asked aloud, "Are the other fields in Funing Village similar to this one?"

"My lord, I am from Funing Village, and I know the situation in the village well. Everyone's fields are of the same quality, all of which are middle fields, and the upper and lower fields only occupy a small part." The small official smiled, and he was also happy that the elders in his hometown had reaped a lot.

"Hurry up, half of the people are threshing and half of the people are weighing, let's see how many stones there are in this recognized Toyota." Zou Wenyu saw that Zhao Tianliang's one-acre land was almost finished, and hurriedly ordered.

When the millet produced in this mu field was threshed and weighed, news from other villages also came one after another.

"Dashi Village estimates four stones and two!"

"Li Village estimates four stones!"

"Xishan Village estimates four stones and three!"

The yield per mu of fields at the upper, middle and lower levels varies, but they can't escape the range of four to five shi. Zou Wenyu and Fan Xing were reassured by the good news that came one after another.

"My lord, the yield per mu of other fields in Dongshan Village has reached four stones and five stones, and some even said that they prayed to the god of the land for a good harvest, and the yield reached five stones per mu!" The statistics of Dongshan Village are relatively slow, because Zou Wenyu ordered that it must be true, and this must be done immediately. Reported.

"What's the matter? Are there any five stones?" Zou Wenyu hurriedly asked next to several small officials carrying steelyards when the last bag had been weighed.

Since this mu of land is regarded as auspicious, the threshing and cleaning are more careful, and the weighing must be more accurate.

The clerk in charge of weighing wrote down the weight of the latest bag in the ledger, and began to calculate the total output of one mu of land.

"Huixian Zun, the yield per mu, the yield per mu, this mu yields six shi grains." The clerk did the calculations several times, and replied excitedly and tremblingly, somewhat in disbelief.

"Quick, do the calculation again." Zou Wenyu suppressed his excitement and asked the chief bookkeeper in charge of farming to check the calculation again.

The master book started to calculate, and sat cross-legged on the ground, regardless of his posture, and began to check the calculation.

"Congratulations to Mingfu, congratulations to Mingfu, the yield here is more than six stones per mu, and the heavens are auspicious in Yuannan!" It didn't take long for the master secretary to stand up and congratulate Zou Wenyu.

After getting the exact answer, Zou Wenyu finally couldn't help it, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha! Congratulations, I will make up for Zhao Tianliang's summer tax this year."

Zhao Tianliang has been busy with him since threshing. Hearing the great news of Liushi, he did not expect the county magistrate to exempt him from the summer tax, so he immediately shouted "Master Qingtian".

"We have the most abundant yield per mu in the south of the Yangtze River, but only four stones. I didn't expect you to have six stones. It's not auspicious. I'll go back and write a memorial to congratulate my emperor!" Fan Xing said happily.

You must know that in Dayu, the world's granary has always been the states in the south of the Yangtze River. Jingzhou has not long been a cultivated land, and the yield per mu is only the average level of Dayu, and it is only two or three stones all the year round.

He had carefully inspected the rice in this mu of land just now, and the grains were full and the husks were thin.

When the husk is removed, there are pearl-like snow-white rice inside. Not only is the yield high, but the quality is also excellent, and it is not a problem to serve imperial meals.

July in Yuannan is destined to be an extraordinary July, and the news of Mengyang's great abundance and Dongshan's auspiciousness is spreading everywhere.

Even Le'an Township, which officially believed in the Land God not long ago, had a bumper harvest. Although it was not as exaggerated as Mengyang, the average yield of three stones and five per mu was already aspirational for many farmers.

The two townships that believe in the God of the Land have had a bumper harvest, and everyone knows where the problem lies.

Now there is no need for temple wishers to go to the countryside to promote it, and the villagers in all townships believe in the God of the Land, as if anyone who does not believe in it is a fool.

You must know that late rice will be sown after the summer harvest. Who dares to bet that it is not the credit of the land god.

Natural disasters have occurred frequently in recent years, and no one can tell which year will be the best. They all say that if the torrential rain in Mengyang was not for the God of Land, people in Mengyang would starve to death this year.

Villagers who have the conditions come to Mengyang to ask for a statue of the land god to go back, and those who have no conditions unite with the villagers to build a big statue of the god of the land.

If the ancestral temple does not have a major surname, invite the ancestors back to their own homes, and the ancestral tablet with a major surname will be placed in a side hall, and the main hall will be changed into a land temple.

After coming and going, every family in Yuannan Township believes in the land, and there are temples in every village. Villagers who want to be temples can line up from Dongshan to the county seat.

Speaking of the county seat, Zou Wenyu has completely let go of the restrictions on land beliefs. The voices of the people are too enthusiastic, and it is difficult for him to stop them.

As for the noble family of the county, what if the interests of Longting Incense were damaged? What did Zou Wenyu have to do with him?

The matter of Yuannan Xiangrui was reported to Emperor Zhiping's imperial court by Fan Xing, the inspector censor, and he learned from news channels in the capital that the imperial court planned to promote him by a whole rank.

From the county magistrate of the seventh rank to the official of the sixth rank, whether to enter the capital or to be promoted on the spot has not been decided, but he believes that he can enter the capital.

Because the emperor needed the auspiciousness of Yuannan, and Fan Xing, the censor, and many teachers of the same year spoke well for him, there was no reason why he couldn't go if there was a better choice.

The land god blesses a land with a good harvest, and this matter is brought up in the court, and no minister will call such a god an evil god.

On the contrary, maybe the imperial court will make an exception and recognize the land god as the official priest. Of course, this possibility is a bit small.

Even if the deeds of the land god are good, they can't support the ancestor system of the imperial court and can't canonize any gods!