In fact, although the two governments are simple, their talents are better than last year. Among the gentlemen, Pang Ji and Wen Yanbo are both capable of governing the government. Of course, they cannot be considered moral integrity. Therefore, at the banquet of Zheng Lang and Fanlou, there were only Fu Bi, Cai Xiang, and Wang Yaochen, who mentioned Wang Su. These people not only have the ability but have no selfishness, but can choose to be comrades-in-arms and will not fire cold guns behind them.

Among the big bosses of the two mansions, Chen Zhizhong is not too bad. The Song Dynasty lacks a little. Wang Yiyong, who is so good, can be put aside. If the dispatch is done properly and Fu Bi is transferred back, the two mansions will also be a staffing configuration close to the ideal state.

But who can explain it clearly?

Zheng Lang has been entering the capital city but has not thought it through clearly.

First go to East Mansion to hand over.

Song Xiang said lightly: "Congratulations."

It is not clear whether it is congratulations to him on the possible Prime Minister or the great victory in Beshu.

Back home.

There are guests at home, Fan Yuer's father.

Zheng Lang said politely: "I have met Weng Weng."

"I dare not," Fan's father said. He was very satisfied with the marriage of the Fan family. Although he was a concubine, Zheng Lang respected each other as a guest, and it was not too wronged for his daughter. But because of this marriage, almost no one dared to covet the Fan family's property.

"Please sit."

The two sat down and Fan's father said something.

Regarding seed seeds, it has been cultivated for several years. When it is time to start harvesting, I deliberately choose some areas to carry out normal tight seeds, with the highest yield per mu reaching two stones and six dou.

"Okay," said Zheng Lang.

In Enzhou, I have deliberately asked many farmers about the harvest. The yield of two stones per mu is high-yield fields. It is actually impossible. The yield of two stones per mu in the whole north is insufficient. This refers to the total harvest of two seasons, not only one stone per season, but also some arable land rotates. There is only one season in the cold areas of the Song and Liao border, plus the disaster year. In normal years, the harvest of wheat can only be maintained at three or four dou of one stone per season.

This also has room for upward.

I don’t think about seeds, fertilizers, etc. in later generations, but I can compare them with the Republic of China. Mr. Peng also doesn’t think about 90 kilograms of wheat per cent. However, under those backward conditions, the wheat yield has increased to more than three stones, and the high-yield fields can reach six stones, which causes changes in this yield, one is intensive cultivation, and the other is the evolution of seeds.

Zheng Lang attaches great importance to breeding.

Father Fan asked, "What should I do if these seeds?"

"According to the original regulations, exchange with farmers, one for three," Zheng Lang said.

These wealthy families only show goodwill to the court, and it doesn't matter, but if they hand it over for free, no one will learn to follow the trend. Fan's father doesn't care about this. What's the difference between changing three to two to four? Do you care about this benefit?

After talking for a while, he stood up and said goodbye.

Yue'er stood up happily and surrounded Zheng Lang with Xing'er and Si'er, with little stars in her eyes. Although there was a strange assassination in the queen, the court still let the airboat stay above the capital for a day, then dropped the airboat, dismantled it again, and put the animal skins in the inner warehouse.

This incident caused a sensation, resulting in the number of students studying studying physics in the Taixue School to more than 100, and the people in the entire capital were also talking about this matter.

Zheng Lang whispered: "Big bed, big bed."

The girls scattered and ran to the distance and giggled.

Cui Xian pinched Zheng Lang's waist and said, "The children are old, you are still so evil."

Another guest came while laughing.

Zhong Yan.

Zhang Ke was afraid of misleading things, so Zhong Yan moved to Pingxiacheng for his merits, so Zhang Ke asked him to come to the capital to handle the matter. He originally wanted to find a way to hand the memorial to Song Xiang, but suddenly a big change came in the court. The Song Dynasty was transferred to the Western Prefecture, but Zhong Yan didn't know what to do. Hearing the court summoned Zheng Lang back, he waited for Zheng Lang in the capital.

Zheng Lang was not in office and could not open the memorial written by Zhang Ke, but Zhong Yan said it all over again.

After listening to Zheng Lang's thoughts.

It is also a bit hot when not moving. If it is not handled well, it is a disaster. However, if it is handled properly, it will have a great purpose in the future. Not only is his father familiar with many inside stories about the Western Xia, but when the Song Dynasty officially fought against the Western Xia, the appeal of the father and daughter was no less than that of Shan Yu Weiliang.

He said, "You can wait a few more days."

"Here."

"Zhong Jiawuro, where is your horse?" Zheng Ping suddenly said.

"That horse?"

"It's the gray-spotted horse I gave to my subordinates."

"Do you want that red rabbit horse?"

"I like this one very much," Zhong Yan said in a lie. He was only one-on-one relationship with this young lady, and his strange elf left a deep impression on him and dared not provoke him.

Zheng Ping pursed her lips and said, "The red rabbit horse is still in my horse's servant. The empress doesn't let me ride it, so it's a waste. If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"It's still not necessary," Zhong Yan replied sternly.

Seeing the villains talking, Zheng Lang thought. His daughter was only eleven years old, but he got married early in this era. His wife repeatedly mentioned her daughter's marriage, hoping to find a family with a good match or a promising student. But she didn't like it.

Although the scholars and officials in this era favored each other, they were very fond of romantic affairs. A typical example was Su Dongpo, who was talented, but not a good husband or a good father. On the contrary, some generals were just right and had a bad future, but they did not make their daughter wronged.

The thought flashed, but Zhong Yan was afraid of Zheng Ping, so he quickly stood up and said goodbye. Miss, I will flash!

Leaving ahead, another guest came to ask for a meeting. Zheng Lang unexpectedly, Zhang Yaozuo.

Zheng Lang frowned, not happy. He would rather let him in.

There is no need to make evil with such a person, this is Zheng Lang's attitude.

Without saying a few words, Xiaohuangmen arrived at the Zheng family and it was said that Zheng Lang entered the palace.

When he arrived at Erying Pavilion, Zhao Zhen was sitting on a chair waiting for him.

After delivering his favor, Zhao Zhen handed over the news from Shaanxi and Wang Song's memorial to Zheng Lang.

Zheng Lang quickly finished reading and said happily: "Your Majesty, do you remember how Xixia got Ganzhou? Originally, Xixia repeatedly attacked Ganzhou and was unfavorable, but in order to balance, the Khitan made a mistake and attacked Ganzhou, causing the Ganzhou Uighurs to be seriously injured. This made Xixia a fisherman's advantage and took down the entire Ganzhou."

"I remember, you can read this memorial again," Zhao Zhen handed Pang Ji's memorial to Zheng Lang.

The strategy is also a good strategy, but Zheng Lang did not agree very much. There are two reasons. First, after the end of the Song-Xia War, Zheng Lang deliberately left several vacancies. One was that the border was not clearly divided. Some people suggested that, but Zheng Lang rejected it. The court would sooner or later recover Xixia. Once it was clearly divided, it would lose the name of righteousness in the future. This was just an excuse. The second was that the people of the two countries were not prohibited from rebelling. This led to some seemingly bad situations, such as the invasion of Xixia, especially the areas near Quye River, which were severely plundered and plundered. Xixia did not dare to dispatch troops, but some powerful tribes on the border carried out small-scale plundering, and the Song Dynasty officers and soldiers only drove them out without handling. There was also a serious phenomenon of private salt. Overall, although the Song Dynasty was the winner, it was still weak and weak.

However, unlike in history, this is an illusion made by Zheng Lang deliberately, looking for excuses to conquer the Western Xia in the future.

This is only one aspect.

The second is the revenge of the unchanged tribe. The combination of the two will give the Western Xia an illusion that the Song Dynasty is weak and can be bullied, and the war will be set on fire in advance. Before the Khitan and the Western Xia fought, the Song Dynasty did not need to wade into this muddy water. After slowly explaining the reason, Zheng Lang said again: "If you want to retreat, you may not necessarily retreat first. You can advance as a retreat."

"He Jin?"

"First make some attacking gestures from Shaanxi. Now the Xixia is in chaos and the Khitan is hostile. Once our dynasty changes to a tough attitude, Xixia will have concerns. Then it can eliminate the bad influence caused by the lack of the relocation of tribes to join, and then enthrone the young master, which may be better."

Zhao Zhen walked a few steps and suddenly said, "Zheng Lang, accept the order."

Zheng Lang had no choice but to bow down and answer the order.

"I ordered Zheng Lang, the former Privy Councilor of Jixian Hall, to serve as the Minister of Personnel, and the Privy Councilor of Jixian Hall."

He was also a member of the Grand Secretary of Jixian Hall. However, Zheng Lang also served as the Privy Councilor, surpassing Chen Zhizhong, and was already a veritable prime minister.

But Zheng Lang was a little surprised. It turned out that Zhao Zhen had just asked about the northwest and had put a condom on himself, so that he could not refuse the order.

Leaning on the ground, looking at Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen shook his head: "It's rude."

Whether Zheng Lang responded or not, he received the redeem, but Zhao Zhen showed a prank smile on his lips. He always wanted Zheng Lang to be the prime minister, but Zheng Lang always disagreed, so he came up with this plan, which was related to the future of the northwest of the Song Dynasty. Whether it was not even Pang Ji, the good form in the northwest would be delayed. Please accept the redeem as the prime minister.

Zheng Lang said speechlessly: "Thank you Lord Long's kindness."

"No."

"I have another thing to ask for."

"explain."

"Although our dynasty will not participate in the war in the northwest, it has an irreplaceable impact on the northwest border of our dynasty. I urge Your Majesty to grant Wang Yaochen the Deputy Envoy of Privy Councilor and Wang Su the Transportation Envoy of Shaanxi."

Wang Yao's minister was not full of sorrow, but his sorrow was almost full. Just let him come back and take the love.

Zhao Zhen looked at Zheng Lang.

Zheng Lang also said: "I am the reason for the country. Those who are good at military commanding the northwest are Han Qi and Fan Zhongyan. Han Qi went to Yanzhou. However, the ministers in the court were not very familiar with the northwest. Although Pang Ji was good, they were too conservative. Although Fu Bi was once the deputy envoy of the Privy Council, he was still very unfamiliar with the northwest. Only Wang Yaochen was the most suitable."

In fact, in terms of military capabilities, even if it is not the Northwest, Fu Bi is not as good as Wang Yaochen. However, it is impossible for Zheng Lang to have no selfishness. There are Pang Ji, Wen Yanbo, and Fu Bi in the court, and Fu Bi after losing his impetuousness. The court is full of talents. However, Pang Ji and Wen Yanbo are meticulous, and Zheng Lang has always been a little afraid of them. If Wang Yaochen is also summoned to the two palaces, then at least he can always be on the advantageous side of the card, so he can do some practical things.

Zhao Zhen smiled again.

After laughing, he asked, "Why didn't you summon Cai Xiang?"

"Chen Zhizhong is in the East Mansion and cannot be summoned." Zheng Lang replied in a proper manner.

"Yeah, go."

"Here." Zheng Lang walked out of the palace.

The sky is blue, with a sense of joy and a sense of worry.

If you want to do things, you must be the prime minister. Only by being the prime minister can you gather the most rights and implement some benign reforms.

It's not that simple. In terms of merit, I am far above other ministers of the two governments, and in terms of qualifications, I am not bad now. However, as the prime minister, I am still young. As long as I make a little mistake, it will inevitably lead to attacks. The struggles in the Song Dynasty were not as dark as those in the Ming Dynasty, but they cannot be ignored.

Finally becoming Prime Minister, but do you have the ability to bring this dilapidated super ship to the other side of happiness?

But it was more anticipation. Looking at the sky, Zheng Lang felt that the sky was so vast for the first time. The slightly hot summer wind blew, like a silent and wonderful musical talisman, making a heart fly up and fly to heaven...

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