Ps: I didn't fall asleep until after two o'clock, so I just got up to write. After four o'clock, I actually made a chapter. Now I can go to bed more easily...

This is the first update today. My head is drowsy and I'm sending it first. If there are any typos, please be considerate and I will modify it when I wake up...

The Grain Rain season is approaching, and the Guanzhong Plain is ushering in the most vital moment of the year. The fields that have been warmed for half a year seem to have been reborn overnight. The spring qi comes out of the soil, and the feet are soft when stepped on it. If you accidentally lose your face, the smelly fields are now full of soil. If you grab it, you can stuff it into your mouth, as if you can get enough food.

This is all thanks to the "public plow" promoted by Bai Zuogeng. Even if there are no cattle at home, you can get ten acres of land a day with two or three laborers. The plowing is deep and fine, and it is simply a good treasure that the farmers can't exchange for money.

This thing is called a public loser, but the old Qin people know that it has something to do with the magical Bai Zuo Geng. A good person. Foreigners say that we are old Qin people who don’t know how to study, so Bai Zuo Geng will run academies. Old Qin has few oxen, so they make such good things, thinking in their hearts that we farmers, such good nobles should become famous all over the world.

Nowadays, wealthy families will buy or build one, and it doesn’t matter if the money is not. The official will send it to farmers before the rain. Once you protect them, you can spread two of them and rotate them in a few days. With this thing, as long as God is not blind, we will bless us to have good weather in the coming year. If you pay the national grain in the next year, you will be the king of freedom, and you can still accumulate food in the warehouse until the beginning of the year!

With such a reputation, the promotion speed of Gongshu plow is far beyond imagination. Especially in the round of preparations before the Grain Rain, even the people of Dongyiqu who are half-cultivated and half-agricultural have been used. Lao Qin is even more popular all over the country. There is no need to say anything about the rented fields of the emerging landlord class, and there is no shortage of such advanced agricultural tools on the remaining well fields. At this moment, Lao Shanji was looking at a brand new Gongshu plow. He was clearly eager, but he just couldn't raise his strength.

"Master, the master has sent out a new plow, so we will start to plow it too? With this thing this year, our family can also eat chestnut rice porridge and divine rice during the Chinese New Year!"

The old man next to Lao Shanji looked at Gongshuli with his eyes lit up, and his palms were itchy, but I didn't say anything. No one dared to do it, but there were rules in the ground.

"Not plowing!"

"Master..." This is the name in Yongqiu. If you call your father or not, you should call him "Master."

"What is it? A cheap life! My master said he would not farm. The two boys were careless, but what's the use of having the best farm tools? So what's the good weather? Our family's life was miserable, so we became a slave of no surname and no clan. The master's family stripped one layer and another layer of the clan, how much can we have left in our hands? It's just that we are exhausted, and we still have a life of not having enough food!"

"Master, in previous years, too..."

"Previous years were in previous years. I heard from your uncle that Laojun was gone last year. Now he is the new king. I am thinking about the poor people, and I have found a great scholar to change what method he wants him to do. The first thing is to abolish the well fields and rent them to us farmers. It is better to have the land you rent for the first time. I heard that those families who rent land can eat enough during the Chinese New Year."

"You can eat enough during the Chinese New Year. Is there such a day?"

It was supposed to be good to eat and drink during the Chinese New Year, but people in the future felt that they were not enough to eat dumplings, and they had to eat big fish and meat. But for these slaves, the food they obtained through hard work for a year would be good to support the Mid-Autumn Festival. As soon as winter came, there was a famine, so when autumn came, they had to peel the bark and store grass roots. When they were eaten, they were full of indigestion gas. Farting was like setting off firecrackers. The two boys had never been in a radius of five miles. They had been a slave for more than ten years. They heard that they could eat enough food during the Chinese New Year, and they all thought it was a dream. In fact, even Lao Shanji had just heard people recently. Wei Yang issued a decree to the world. The first thing that was to convey to the news of the abolition of the well fields to Yongmei and other places. This is the base camp of the old noble slave owners, with the most slaves.

Laoshan's "jiba" Daba's mouth was also extremely fascinated: "Why don't you have it? You can eat your stomach if you plant a rented field..."

The Zhou Dynasty was based on slavery and chose the land closest to the water source and the most abundant in the world. It was divided into nine pieces by tic-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-tac-t

By the early Warring States Period, the Zhou royal family had already died in name only, so naturally no one would hand over the land. The well field became the private property of the princes and ministers. The food collected in the middle was also owned by the monarchs of various countries, called "Juntian". For example, the three families of Meng Xibai belonged to the nobles and officials, and they occupied the output of the remaining eight pieces of land by exploiting slaves.

How can this be done? Qin Xiangong Ying Lian was a sensible person. He found that if the well-field system was not abolished, it would have resulted in the result that the king had no grain but could not finish the food. Sooner or later, he would become the Zhou royal family, so he forcibly reclaimed some of the well-fields and promoted the initial rent of grain. However, the Qin State was initially determined and the foundation was still unstable. He had to plan to use troops in Hexi and appease some powerful old aristocratic groups, so he did not collect it cleanly and left a mess for his son Ying Quliang.

Nowadays, these old nobles are becoming more and more powerful. Not only do they conceal the output of "Juntian", they also secretly purchase rented fields and drive away slaves to farm. When they encounter an official who comes to collect the first rent, they forcefully call the dark horses white horses, pointing to these rented fields and say they are well fields. The well fields originally only take grain from Juntian and do not need to pay taxes. The small officials sent by Sikong leader clearly know that these old nobles are inverting black and white, but how dare they argue? They can only do it without knowing it. Therefore, Wei Yang's reforms completely abolish the well field system. In this way, there is no need to spend time clarifying the well field and renting fields, and these old nobles can no longer find excuses.

Although Lao Shanji is a slave who is ignorant of big words. He has been digging in the soil for half his life, there is nothing he doesn't know about the cat here. However, as a slave of the Meng family, if the Ichidao is not abolished for a day, the Meng family can compete with the government on the grounds of the Zhou system and continue to own them. If a war breaks out, the elite cavalry warriors of the Meng family can also drive them to be pioneers and form tens of thousands of troops within ten days!

"Master, then we won't farm?"

"How can I explain to the master if I don't farm, I will be beaten to death by a whip... I'm just saying anger, hey, let's start farming!"

The two sons pulled the plowhead, Lao Shanji held the plow handle, and the family of three began to plow the land. After walking two steps, he heard a thunderclap from the sky. The raindrops as big as beans hit the head. There was a big sun just now, but why was it cloudy in the blink of an eye and the thunder and lightning flashed? Lao Shanji hurriedly called his two sons to stop, and the family of three ran to the old village. The slaves of this era do not have to be banned by slave owners like the Xia and Shang dynasties. They just had no legal personality, but they could surround the village by themselves. As long as they did not leave the lord's land, they were not very different from free farmers during wartime.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Lao Shanji pulled his two sons to run desperately. Seeing that the village was getting closer and closer, through the misty rain, he faintly saw many people squatting or standing in the center of the village. The rain was so heavy, but he didn't know how to hide in the house.

Is this crazy? Lao Shanji was puzzled, and a flash suddenly passed by the air, illuminating countless faces. Seeing that the two people standing in the crowd did not look like villagers. Not only were they born white and clean, they were dressed in a regular manner, and they also wore wooden crowns on their heads...

"It's the official family! Could it be that this method has finally become ours?"

Lao Shanji was suddenly excited. They had seen people from the official family. Last time, people in such costumes came to the village to promote reforms, saying that they wanted to abolish the well fields, but they were driven out by the master family wielding swords. They thought they would never look forward to them anymore, but they didn't expect...

"Old village chief, it's considered waiting until you come back."

The official family who was talking was as beautiful as a big girl, with fair skin and two dimples on her face. She looked at Lao Shanji dizzy: "The official family..."

"Don't call me the official family. I am a person sent by Zuo Shuchang's mansion. Zuo Shuchang's reform was implemented. The first thing was to abolish the well fields. Now most of the well fields in Lao Qin have become rented fields, but you have not changed here. I heard that the old village chief is the most prestigious person among the nearby villages. I also asked you to notify each village for me and let the villagers go to the edge of the fields together."

"Now?"

Lao Shanji pointed to the dark cloudy sky: "Official family, some people said they wanted to reform and divide the land for us last time, but they alarmed the main family and were beaten back. You...are you afraid?"
Chapter completed!