Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

It was euphemistically called the construction of the Great Zhou.

But who knows what the money was actually used for?

Today, the Ministry of Revenue and the Censorate had a quarrel, and all the officials were happy to watch the show.

Hey, when dogs bite each other, both get a mouthful of fur.

The emperor covered his mouth and coughed lightly, seeming tired.

"Today is a great day, and the issue of per-acre yield should indeed be the responsibility of the Ministry of Revenue. It is inappropriate for Cai Qicheng to take over the responsibility. Then, we will follow what Lord Ji said and fine Cai Qicheng one year's salary, which will be deposited into the Ministry of Revenue's account."

Cai Qicheng still refused to accept it, so Zhang Zhongxing covered his mouth and took him away trembling.

If there was anyone in the entire court that he would give face to, it would definitely be Zhang Zhongxing. Over the years, Zhang Zhongxing had taken on a lot of things for him, and he was grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.

Yue Zhenchuan secretly gave Ji Benchang a look: Don’t forget the agreed 40% to 60% split.

Ji Benchang was unhappy and his mouth drooped.

Yue Zhenchuan acted like a supporting actor and asked him what he was laughing at, and why he wanted to take 40% of the profit?

He stretched out three fingers towards Yue Zhenchuan, and then chopped with his other hand.

It means: Just 30%, otherwise no 10%.

Yue Zhenchuan hesitated and nodded in agreement. If you want to get the money for free, don't refuse it.

The issue of per mu yield had been decided, and with Cai Qicheng being the first to bear the brunt of it, no one came out to displease the emperor, and instead everyone spoke well of him.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! This rice yield per mu is the highest in the history of our Great Zhou, oh no, the world. Because of Your Majesty, our Great Zhou is blessed by heaven and has such a talented person as Lord Shen!"

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! From now on, the people of our Great Zhou will no longer suffer from hunger. This is truly a blessing for our Great Zhou!"

The emperor glanced at the letter in his hand, his expression softened, and he asked Yi Qun, "Did you bring the rice that Shen Qing asked you to bring back?"

Yiqun bowed and answered loudly, "Your Majesty, the things are outside the palace."

Everyone turned around suddenly to look.

He actually brought the things directly to the temple! He wanted them to have a look.

Several large sacks of rice seeds were carried into the Golden Throne Hall, raising a thin layer of dust when they landed on the ground.

Fortunately, the Golden Palace was clean and the soldiers restrained their efforts, otherwise a few sacks would have choked people.

"Your Majesty, this is Tongan County's high-yield rice seed, exactly 1,200 kilograms."

"Oh——"

The officials thought that what Yiqun brought was ordinary rice, but they did not expect that it was actually selected rice seeds.

The people in Tongan County are very quick. How long has it been since the autumn harvest? It takes time to cut the rice, dry the rice, collect the rice, and sift the rice seeds.

Yiqun bent down, took a small bag from one of the sacks, and handed it to Eunuch Hong, who reached out to take it.

The sack was bulging and felt heavy in the hand.

"Your Majesty, this is the ordinary rice that Lord Shen specifically asked me to bring back. He said that he wanted the Lord of the Ministry of Revenue to see the difference between ordinary rice and rice seeds, and to see the seed screening standards of Tong'an County."

The emperor became even happier after hearing this.

Is there anyone who is less troublesome than Shen Qing?

Ji Benchang, with a dark philtrum on his head, stared eagerly at his hand.

His hands were itching, he wanted to grab it and take a look...

Eunuch Hong stepped forward, held out his hand and said, "Your Majesty, the rice ash makes you itchy. How about I do it for you?"

The emperor raised his hand to refuse.

He wanted to tear it down himself.

All the officials stretched their necks and saw that he was holding a small sack in one hand and gently pulling the hemp rope at the mouth of the sack with the other hand. The hemp rope fell to the ground and a small amount of rice ash swung out from the mouth of the sack.

Not only did he not hide, but he moved forward and looked inside.

After a moment he realized - Oh, no, it should be compared with rice seeds.

He stood up holding the small sack in his hands. Eunuch Hong and Yi Qun hurried forward and untied the knot of one of the sacks.

The sack was too fat, so it had to be placed upside down. Once the knot was untied, the rice seeds flowed out like water, and the floor of the hall suddenly turned golden.

The sound of inhaling gasps came from the hall one after another, and it was impossible to tell whose sound was louder.

Ji Benchang couldn't hold back any longer, so he pushed through the crowd and squeezed to the front. His whole mind was attracted by the golden rice seeds on the ground, and he knelt down and wanted to touch them.

"cough--"

Eunuch Hong coughed lightly above his head, and Ji Benchang stood up with resentment, "Your Majesty, please go first."

"My dear, let's take a look together." The emperor was rarely generous.

"Eh? Eh!"

Ji Benchang was favored and happily squatted down with the emperor.

All the officials looked at each other.

Your Majesty has already squatted, so they...

I don't know who started it, but a large group of people squatted in the hall, which looked quite funny.

When it comes to grain seeds, Ji Benchang is considered an expert among experts. Moreover, since he got the news, he has been studying various types of rice seeds.

He held a handful of rice in his left hand and a handful of rice seeds in his right hand, and tremblingly put his two hands together to compare them.

The emperor couldn't bear it anymore.

"Ji Qing, stop shaking. You are about to shake away the rice that was just poured on you."

Ji Benchang felt like crying but had no tears.

He didn't want to shake, but his hands were out of control...

It wasn't until Eunuch Hong came forward and held his hand that his condition got better.

His eyes flashed with brilliance as he looked closely at what was in his hand. All the officials could not help but hold their breath.

After a while——

"Good! Good! Good!"

Ji Benchang stood up suddenly and scattered a handful of rice in his hand, but he didn't care about these things at this time. He just muttered in a daze:

"I've never heard of it, I've never seen it before, and now that I've seen it, I have no regrets in my life! Your Majesty, the rice seeds in Tongan County are selected with the most stringent requirements. They are evenly sized and full. As long as they are planted properly, we can also grow 1,200 kilograms per mu in Shangjing!"

He looked anxiously at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, did Lord Shen's letter to you list the seed yield of this autumn harvest in Tongan County? If it is more than half..."

"Shen Qingji has a seeding rate."

The emperor nodded firmly and took out the letter to read it again.

After a moment, his expression was complicated, "Ji Qing, the seed yield of this rice is not even halfway..."

Ji Benchang felt a little disappointed, knowing that his expectations were too high.

There is gain in loss. The rice seed recovery rate on the market is basically around 50%. It is understandable that the seed recovery rate of high-yield rice is less than 50% when its yield per mu is so high.

A smile appeared on his face, as if he was comforting himself and the emperor.

"It's fine if it's not half done, as long as I can sift the seeds, it's fine. I'm just being greedy."

The emperor suddenly burst into laughter.

"Ji Qing, I haven't even finished speaking yet, but you're already disappointed."

Ji Benchang was stunned and couldn't believe it: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

The emperor raised the letter in his hand and said, "Half-percent seeding rate. What I just said was no, not not enough. Do you understand?"

There was a sound of gasps.

Ji Benchang opened his eyes wide and asked: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you mean that Tongan County screened the seeds in this way, and the seed yield rate was all, all, all..."

"Yes."

The emperor was delighted and said loudly: "The seed yield rate of Shen Qing's Tongan County this autumn harvest is one in ten."

"!!!"

"Master Ji! Master Ji!"

Yue Zhenchuan is a qualified meat cushion, and this time he caught Ji Benchang again.