Dressed as a frightened ghost who owes 30 kuai in taxes, the whole family will soon be turned into official slaves?
Dr. Li Mo, a doctor of agriculture, lifted the table: I am good at poverty alleviation, and I can lead the entire village in three years!
"Calcium and magnesium fertilizers" are burned out of saline-alkali land, "ecological prevention and control" is carried out at locust plague sites, and unscrupulous grain merchants lower prices? Backhand, a cooperative was established to supply directly to Lin'an Restaurant! Li was desecrating my private reclamation of wasteland, and the next day the county magistrate knelt down and begged: "Can Mr. Li's terrace method be included in the county annals?"
The censor of the dynasty held up rotten rice ears and complained: "Li Mo privately changed the ancestral land system!"
In front of the emperor, I threw out a sweet potato with a yield of eight shi per mu and said, "Your Majesty, this thing can feed the Northern Expedition army." The emperor gave me the golden belt title of "Director of the Poverty Alleviation Office of the Song Dynasty" on the spot, and I was responsible for investigating the problems of agricultural taxes in various states.
I just checked, but how come even the ten thousand acres of hidden farmland of the prime minister's family were dug up?
