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Fu Tinghan did not go to the fields the next day. Princess Hongnong got the answer she wanted and stopped coming. Instead, ministers such as Ji Yuan, Ming Yu, Zhao Ming and Xun Fan were called.

A group of elderly ministers followed Zhao Hanzhang, plowing the ground, weeding, digging ridges, planting seeds, fertilizing, and covering the soil.

Zhao Hanzhang harnessed an ox and plowed the land himself. After he finished working and touched the panting ox, he changed another ox to plow the ridges. Ji Yuan and the others followed behind to weed, loosen the soil, sow seeds and fertilize.

Zhao Ming and Xun Fan, whose family background was high, could both farm, let alone Ji Yuan and Ming Yu?

Most of the officials in the previous dynasty may not have done farm work in the fields, but almost all the officials in this dynasty have done it, especially since Zhao Hanzhang paid attention to agriculture every year.

As officials of the imperial court, they naturally hope that the country and its people will get better and better.

Zhao Hanzhang opened the ridges in the field. Looking back, she opened the ridges alone, leaving them fifteen rows behind.

So she untied the rope, patted the cow's butt, let it graze, and walked over to talk to them.

"Zhao Qing, how does your family usually cultivate ridges?"

Zhao Ming ordered the wheat seeds and said: "That's the same, but before the plow was replaced with a curved shaft, one person had to lead the ox in front. It was difficult for one person to control the ox and help the plow."

Zhao Hanzhang: "So the Quyuan plow can at least replace one laborer. Do the tenants plow the land in this way?"

Zhao Ming is not an official who doesn't eat minced meat. He shook his head and said: "Use manpower to pull the plow. Generally, plowing and digging ridges requires three laborers, and their endurance is far less than that of plowing oxen."

Ji Yuan and others also nodded.

Zhao Hanzhang: "So the cattle can replace at least two laborers."

"Nowadays, the population is small. Even if you give birth to a child, it will take at least sixteen years to raise it to be able to plow the fields, while it only takes three years to raise a cow to be able to plow the fields."

Ministers: "..."

Ji Yuan: "The cattle farms and horse farms under your Majesty's name are not willing to be handed over to the national treasury..."

"How many cattle and horses can be produced by those cattle farms and horse farms?" Zhao Hanzhang interrupted, "The world is so big and the people are so scattered. It is impossible to use pastures to raise cattle to supply the people's needs."

Xun Fan lowered his eyes and thought, raised his feet to bury the wheat seeds, and then said: "The people are mainly based on their families, with clans at the top, and li at the top, and then they go to the county government. Your Majesty wants to quickly popularize farming cattle, so you should work in the county and layout below the county level.”

"That's right," Zhao Hanzhang praised, "Mr. Extremely slow, so we went the wrong way.”

Ji Yuan: "Your Majesty wants to encourage the people to raise cattle and breed cattle and horses?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded.

Zhao Ming: "But the people are poor, how can they afford to raise cattle and horses?"

"So I want to open cattle shops in various counties. This is an industry that belongs to the imperial court." Zhao Hanzhang said: "The cattle shops not only buy and sell cattle, but also provide credit and lease. I have looked at the account books and only rely on the big ones. The cattle farm is still too slow, so I decided to open the cattle market, and the court will provide subsidies to legal traders operating cattle and mules."

Zhao Ming asked keenly: "How is it legal?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "Of course the selling price of farm cattle is within the price range specified by the imperial court."

Zhao Hanzhang spent a day planting a piece of wheat with the ministers, and determined the new bull market policy, which was announced after the holidays were collected.

The next day, Zhao Hanzhang took Wang, Wang Huifeng, and Chen Siniang to Yushantang first to give warmth to the children at the edge of the field. Zhao Hanzhang also went to the fields to harvest rice with them, encouraging them to study hard, live hard, and grow up. In the future, he will serve the country and realize his ideals and ambitions;

We also had lunch with the children. The rice was cooked by themselves. Wang personally rolled the dough, mixed the fillings, and made dumplings with them.

The children ate the dumplings made by the Queen Mother herself, and the officials of Yushan Hall were so happy that they almost fainted.

Chen Siniang, the general manager of the National Yushantang, specially introduced Wang Huifeng to the officials.

Although Zhao Hanzhang did not say it clearly, Chen Siniang was her confidant and had already noticed that Yushan Hall would be jointly managed by the imperial court and the royal family from now on.

The royal family will be handed over to the inner court, that is, to the Queen Mother, and under the Queen Mother is Wang Huifeng.

The Queen Mother manages affairs very casually, which means that in the future she will partner with Wang Huifeng. She will represent the imperial court, and Wang Huifeng will represent the inner court.

It is much better to do charity as the Queen Mother than to come forward with the imperial court and Zhao Hanzhang.

After an inspection, Mrs. Wang felt extremely distressed. Her fingers flying around when pinching the dumplings, and after a while she had a dustpan ready. When she left, she was still reluctant to part with her children.

The children were also very reluctant to leave. They stood at the door of Yushan Hall and waved vigorously to her and Zhao Hanzhang, shouting "Empress, Empress..."

They like Zhao Hanzhang very much, admire her and respect her, but they are closer to Wang.

After walking far away, Mrs. Wang looked back and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with a handkerchief, "Every time there is a festival or disaster, I always ask Qinggu to deliver things. I thought they can live a better life now, but I didn't expect it." We are still so poor, many children don’t even have a pair of cloth shoes on their feet, only straw sandals.”

Zhao Hanzhang reached out and held her hand, patted it and said nothing.

Mrs. Wang said: "I will bring someone to make some shoes for them, and give them some fabrics. I see that they are very thin. It is getting cold, so I have to prepare some winter clothes."

Zhao Hanzhang agreed.

In the afternoon, they went to the countryside around Luoyang.

Zhao Hanzhang's trip was not for inspection, but to show the Queen Mother's majesty, so he notified him in advance.

When we arrived at the place, not only were there a large number of people from every village, but also the county magistrate Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Hanzhang personally helped Wang get out of the car, and the mother and daughter together visited the lonely elderly people and injured and retired veterans in several nearby villages.

When they left, the old people and adults only had excitement and envy in their eyes. "Girls should be like Zhao Hanzhang." There was no moment when this nursery rhyme was so close to their hearts.

So they turned to the girls at home and said: "You must study hard and learn your skills. In the future, if you can learn some of His Majesty's skills, you will be able to honor your ancestors, and your mother will be granted a royal title under your cover."

This incident was published in Di Bao and other major newspapers and spread to various places. What officials and literati in various places saw was Zhao Hanzhang's caring for the people about the autumn harvest. Students in the school also publicized this to the local people.

But at this moment, the people's brain waves successfully connected with Zhao Hanzhang.

While agreeing with the officials and students, they discussed privately, "The people around the capital are living a really good life. Not only can they see His Majesty the Emperor, but they can also see the Queen Mother."

"The Queen Mother is so lucky to have given birth to Your Majesty..." As the conversation progressed, I looked at my child again, and felt a pause in my heart. It seemed that their daughter was a little smarter than her son. The teacher in the school would only praise his daughter three times. Once a son.

If his daughter becomes a high official in the future, will she be able to be as kind to her family as the emperor? (End of chapter)