Wei and Jin cooks

"He was still too impatient and wanted to use Gou Xi to defeat the King of East China Sea, but he forgot that without King of East China Sea, there was another Gou Xi."

Zhao Hanzhang's judgment not only comes from relevant historical records, but also from her understanding of Gou Xi.

The last time Gou Chun assassinated her, the way Gou Xi dealt with it made her know that he was no longer the fair and strict Gou Xi he used to be.

People change, especially after gaining power.

How many people in history have lost themselves in the desire for power, not to mention how many of these heroes in the Wei and Jin Dynasties ended up indulging in sensual extravagance.

Even Gou Xi and Liu Kun, whom she had always admired, were not spared.

While Zhao Hanzhang was writing to Fu Tinghan, he was secretly warning that she must not imitate them in the future and forget her original intention, which was to come from the masses and go to the masses.

Zhao Hanzhang sealed the envelope, then picked out some of the information on the case and threw it into the brazier to be burned, while others were put into a box and locked.

When everything was done, she rolled her neck and walked out of the tent. Not far away, someone was digging the foundation.

Zhao Hanzhang walked over, and the people in the pit saluted her and greeted her loudly, "Is your Majesty out for a walk again?"

They have been working here these days, and they are used to Zhao Hanzhang coming out for a walk from time to time. It is said that she has read too many official documents and came out to relax and let her eyes rest.

But they felt that this was just Zhao Hanzhang's excuse. She probably came out to visit them, but she was too thin-skinned to explain it clearly. Everyone was very considerate and did not expose her.

Look, she squatted by the pit again and asked, "It's cold today, I'm afraid there's going to be frost tonight. Is your sleeping place ready?"

"We have set up thatched huts as you asked. Let's all huddle together. It's hot at night. We're not afraid of snow, let alone frost."

"That's right, we're not afraid."

"Counting the days, it should snow in our area, but why hasn't it happened yet this year?"

"Although it didn't snow, the weather was still so cold. I fell asleep last night and felt chilly afterwards. I woke up from the cold. When I looked outside, it was still dark with no light at all. I didn't know What time is it?"

Zhao Hanzhang listened quietly and began to think in her heart. She knew that this era happened to be in the Little Ice Age, and various natural disasters occurred frequently. Not only the Central Plains, but also the grasslands suffered heavy losses.

This is also the reason why the nomadic people invaded the Central Plains in large numbers. When the cold wave came, most of the cattle and sheep on the grassland were killed or injured. Coupled with the characteristics of the nomadic people, they went south to rob the Han people.

Zhao Hanzhang sighed in his heart, but with a smile on his face, he laughed with them and said: "It's cold and prepare more thatch. Do you know where there is thatch? I will go cut it with you."

She smiled and said: "Just in time, I also need to add some thatch to my tent."

When everyone heard this, they were a little surprised and a little unbelievable, and they hurriedly asked: "Do you also use thatch to keep warm?"

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and nodded, "Thatched bed is good."

At this time, everyone felt that they were a lot closer to Zhao Hanzhang, and they all laughed and said: "Yes, yes, the thatched bed is very soft. If you are in need, I will cut some for you later."

Zhao Hanzhang did not express any objection. He looked at the foundation they dug and nodded with satisfaction, "It should be possible to dig it today."

"Yes, we can start driving the wooden stakes tomorrow. We don't have the bricks yet, but we can get them after a while."

Zhao Hanzhang pointed to this piece of land and asked, "If wood and stone can be supplied, how long will it take for you to build this piece of land?"

A few people started discussing, "At least fifty days, right?"

"It shouldn't take so long. How about there are so many of us?"

"It's almost the same. It took us two days to dig the foundation. The time can't be too short, and the bricks and the like have to be fired, and the adobes have to be dried..."

Zhao Hanzhang listened to their discussion, extracted the answer he wanted, and said with a smile: "If it can be completed within fifty days, everyone will not miss the spring plowing."

As soon as they heard about spring plowing, everyone pricked up their ears and asked: "Your Majesty, County Magistrate Chen said that you want to divide our land and seeds. Is this true?"

In fact, there is no shortage of land for everyone. People are dying everywhere now, so there is land everywhere. If you look at the fields covered with weeds, you will know that the owner is no longer here, and anyone can take it.

But the land is there, but the problem is that there are no seeds.

They can't farm in a vacuum.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled and nodded: "Yes, I will provide the grain seeds. What do you want to plant?"

"Wheat, right? It's a pity that winter is over, but we can also grow spring wheat. We can grow spring wheat."

"Yes, plant spring wheat. You will be lucky next year. If there is no war, you can plant beans after harvesting spring wheat."

Zhao Hanzhang: "Why not continue to grow winter wheat? I think we grow a lot of winter wheat here."

"Of course I will be able to plant it at that time, but I will have to choose another land," said an older middle-aged man: "The soil is limited and there is little fertilizer. After planting a season of wheat, you have to take a rest. At most, you can only plant some beans. If you nourish the land, it will not become barren.”

Another young man said: "Since there is so much land now, this piece of land is no longer suitable for growing wheat. Let's find another piece of land, so that we can grow both spring and winter wheat."

"Rice can also be grown in places with plenty of water. Sir, I am good at growing rice. You should give me rice seeds, right?"

Zhao Hanzhang affirmed: "Of course I have to give it, I also like to eat white rice."

"White rice," everyone imagined for a while and said in a daze: "I vaguely remember the taste of it. Don't tell me, it's really delicious."

Zhao Hanzhang sighed: "It's a pity that my ability is limited, so I can only feed you multi-grain steamed buns and whole-grain porridge."

Everyone hurriedly said: "The envoy is already very good. There are not many officials like the envoy in this world."

"It's not that there aren't many, I haven't seen them before."

Zhao Hanzhang liked to hear them praise her. He smiled when he heard the words, and at the same time warned himself again and again in his heart that he would not do anything wrong just to hear these good words in the future.

Sure enough, people all have bad natures.

The emperor also liked others to praise him. Fu Zhi said that Zhao Hanzhang admired him very much. She not only rescued Fu Zhi's 20,000 troops, but she also insisted that Fu Zhi lead troops back to Luoyang to protect him.

So he hesitated briefly and agreed to Fu Zhi's proposal to formally appoint Zhao Hanzhang as the governor of Yuzhou.

However, the official document was still withheld. Although the King of Donghai was not in the capital, his people were.

Now that Zhao Hanzhang and the King of Donghai are fighting fiercely, his people will naturally not let this imperial edict leak out.

After the emperor and Fu Zhi finally managed to stabilize the capital with the 20,000 soldiers and horses they had, and after replacing many officials, the Donghai King's troops returned to the court.

Even Fu Zhi couldn't help but sigh, God is not on the emperor's side.

As long as the King of East China Sea comes back in a few days at night, they can make arrangements to cut off his rear.

I hope we can all remember our original intention

See you tomorrow