September.
This month was as important as the Spring Festival in the hearts of the ancients.
This was a month of harvest.
The golden autumn of September was also due to this.
It represented the ancient people's longing for a bumper harvest in September.
However, the hope was just a hope. The heavens were as ruthless and cruel as ever, giving people a hopeless answer this autumn.
Great drought!
Food disaster!
In fact, many farmers had long lost hope after the summer.
The amount of rain that had fallen throughout the summer could be counted on one hand. Countless rivers had dried up, and even the water from the well that was used daily in the house was running out.
Under such an emergency water shortage, there was naturally not much water for farming.
Without water, food could not grow.
Countless plowed fields were mostly dry stems, and there were very few golden wheat ears that had grown food.
At this moment, the commoners were in despair.
There wasn't much food left in the family, and the autumn harvest was very small. They might not even be able to survive the winter.
The people of ancient times were very simple and honest, but also very valiant.
When they had food to eat, they would listen to the officials and the imperial court.
However, if there was no food to eat, there would only be one thing, and that was chaos!
At this moment, the Great Zhou was already in chaos!
However, the capital of Great Zhou was very quiet. It was even filled with a joyous atmosphere.
"Have you distributed the latest edition of the newspaper?”
Li Chengyuan said to Zhuge Liang as he sat in the Great Zhou Palace.
Zhuge Liang quickly nodded and replied,"Your Majesty, I've already sent it out!"”
"How's the effect?"
Li Chengyuan asked.
Zhuge Liang said happily," The effect is very good. As time goes by, many commoners have received food!"”
Li Chengyuan nodded slightly and said," Remember to conduct a strict investigation. During this period of time, don't release those who have been openly obeying and secretly disobeying. The Great Zhou needs loyal people from the Western Regions, not bisexual people who follow the wind!”
Zhuge Liang quickly nodded.
Li Chengyuan waved his hand and said," You may leave now. The sooner you settle the domestic matters, the better. The Great Tang is still waiting for us to reap the harvest!"”
Zhuge Liang nodded again and left in a hurry.
Li Chengyuan held his chin with one hand and looked into the distance through the palace door. He couldn't help but think of the scene yesterday, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
Yesterday, with his order, all the farmland in the Great Zhou Imperial City and the nearby towns officially harvested.
Countless sweet potatoes and potatoes were dug out from the ground, and fist-sized grains were dug out. Every part of the field had become a small grain lake.
According to the report, at that time, every farmer had tears in their eyes. Some even knelt on the ground, holding potatoes and shouting," Long live the emperor! Long live the Great Zhou!"
It could be said that from that moment on, these farmers who farmed for the imperial court had all become the most loyal citizens of the Great Zhou.
The news of the bumper harvest also reached the capital, shocking all the residents of the capital. They spontaneously held a banquet and prayed for Li Chengyuan and the Great Zhou according to local customs.
At the same time, the rough harvest figures were also sent to Li Chengyuan.
By estimation, sweet potatoes were enough for everyone in the Great Zhou to eat for five months.
As for the exact number, because there were too many of them, they had not yet been calculated.
However, Li Chengyuan didn't really care about this number.
One had to know that these were crops that ripened once every two months. The grain in his hands could be planted twice!
In this way, the food would only increase, and they might not even be able to finish it!
With this food, the chaos in the Great Zhou would only be quickly controlled.
From now on, the Great Zhou would not have to worry about food.
However, that was all in the future. The current matter was to plan carefully and use the extra food elsewhere.
For example, poaching from the Great Tang!
Although there was no news of Li Chengyuan, he could easily guess with his feet.
The Great Tang's current situation was definitely not good!
...
Chang 'an City.
As the imperial city of the Tang Empire, Chang 'an City was the most prosperous place in the Tang Empire. It was also blessed with a lot of people.
But today, Chang 'an City was filled with a sense of depression.
There weren't many pedestrians on the streets, but there were prefecture soldiers everywhere, as if they were guarding against something.
"Your Majesty! He couldn't control it at all! The north is in chaos!"
Inside the Political Establishment Hall, Fang Xuanling's expression changed as he read the secret report from the north.
Li Shiming frowned. He didn't say anything but took the report from Fang Xuanling.
He took a look and lowered his eyebrows unconsciously. His eyes were filled with sadness.
The north was dry to begin with, and the summer drought had the greatest impact!
In some places, there was not much water within a radius of ten miles. Many cultivated lands had become dry gullies, let alone harvests.
If it wasn't for the fact that the commoners still had a glimmer of hope in the court, they would have already caused trouble.
Li Shi Min also knew about this and had sent people to transport the grain over, but the north was far away.
Along the way, there were many places that did not have any food. The food that was sent was intercepted by other provinces.
After all, at this time, if you didn't have food, you would die. Who would care about stealing food and going to jail?
The farmers couldn't hold it in any longer when they didn't receive any food in the north. They started to make a huge commotion!
However, the national treasury did not have much food.
No matter how stingy he was, Li Shimin couldn't produce rice.
He sighed." Let the north be in chaos first. If it really doesn't work, we can only cut our losses!"”
“...”
Fang Xuanling was shocked.
He had finally reached this step.
Food!
It was all because of food!
If only the Great Tang had high-yield grain!
well
Didn't the Great Zhou produce 6000 catties of potatoes per mu?
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