At the scene, all the officials were shocked and looked at His Highness Taisun blankly.
Is he addicted to pretending to be a god? Does he really think of himself as a god?
Can we eat food from unknown sources?
But before they could recover from the shock, Lao Zhu also took a sweet potato and ate it.
"Hey, don't mention it, it tastes really good, sweet but not greasy, just right. Do you want to try it?"
Lao Zhu was all smiles.
"I want to eat too!"
"I want to give it a try too!"
"The same goes for me, too."
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To be honest, sweet potatoes are not a very delicious food.
It's just me, and many young ministers are the same.
At that moment, Lao Zhu's voice sounded loudly.
Sweet potatoes eaten raw can only be said to be very pulpy, but roasted sweet potatoes are not a real delicacy in the world.
Such as Guan Yu, such as Bao Zheng, such as Yuchi Gong, etc.
On the contrary, the delay is bearable.
It is unimaginable that once cultivation is promoted on a small scale, Xiao Ming's grain output will be reduced to a terrifying level.
Burning incense and worshiping Buddha is all about getting rewards.
For an emperor who was still in his prime during the Spring and Autumn Period, that was an extremely rare thing.
From then on, Xiao Ming Dynasty was handed over to the grandson.
This is my younger brother, and I am the older brother.
"Zhen'er is both civilized and military. Since he was appointed to supervise the country, he has been able to govern the country with ease. Exterminating the Japanese pirates can be done with a snap of the finger. He will donate sweet potatoes and benefit all the people."
Emperors in history almost always wanted to move to the seventh rank and become the "Top Emperor".
Shen Nong tasted hundreds of herbs and planted seven grains, and he was called a saint forever.
After saying this, all the officials stood there stunned and opened their mouths.
When Lao Zhu and the civil and military ministers of the Manchu Dynasty ate the fragrant roasted sweet potatoes, they all looked wide-eyed and ate slowly.
"If this plant is cultivated on a large scale, why would the people of the Ming Dynasty worry about not having enough to eat?"
I paused and then said: "The news that the imperial court has named me the "Lingxiao War God Xiaoluo Tianxian Xuantiandang Demon Blessing Saint True Monarch" will be announced together and made known to the sky."
I'm afraid it's worse than that.
There were all kinds of doubts about the emperor's grandson before, but now they all disappeared.
"You must want him to die! You must want him to die! Die...die...die!"
Lao Zhu's plan is to kill seven birds with one stone.
But as long as I can, I will still think about the people and the common people a little.
Qi Tai, who has been colluding with me, is still there.
That's also human nature.
Although there are still not many stubborn people who are willing to doubt, there have always been very few people who are willing to listen to "God's" instructions.
At that moment, all the ministers present took a sweet potato each and started eating it.
"I am already young and energetic, but I am becoming increasingly old and embarrassed. The terrain of the Jinling Palace is low in the south and high in the north. There are many people in the house, which makes me sick."
Lao Zhu looked up to the sky and laughed.
We have all eaten sweet potatoes, is there any problem?
Ask God to do something!
"From today on, whenever there is a memorial, no matter how small it is, it will be decided by Fu'er. I will hear it again."
Many people are like me, and their emotions at this time are very subtle.
Secondly, people always have a special fondness for foods they try for the first time.
The worse the sweet potato tastes and the lower the yield, the more excited Lao Zhu and the courtiers are, and the happier I feel.
Is it comparable to pacifying the Japanese pirates?
Immediately, Lao Zhu ordered the cook to prepare the lunch, and made sweet potatoes according to the method taught by Zhu Yunxuan.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty and congratulations to the people in heaven!"
Liu Bayu held the sweet potatoes in his hands and knelt down excitedly, his eyes filled with tears.
The imperial chef's skills were extremely poor.
At this time, Huang Zicheng was imprisoned and sent to Jinyiwei's prison.
I was standing outside holding the sweet potato with mixed feelings.
The officials praised him again and flattered him again.
But Zhu Yunwen also pretended to be happy and happy for his "brother."
"I congratulate Your Majesty on acquiring this magical object. From now on, the people of Xiaoming will no longer have to worry about hunger. This is a great achievement that will last for thousands of years. I congratulate Your Majesty and congratulate the people in heaven!"
It not only promoted sweet potato, but also enhanced Zhu Yunxu's status among the people.
But there is definitely no "god" to endorse us. The number of people willing to try planting will increase slightly.
Why should we praise the emperor's grandson?
Why do you want me to listen to my brother?
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An official said respectfully.
On the one hand, we are dealing with Grand Sun Taisun, and I am very pleased with him.
"Hahaha!"
Establish a destiny for the people, establish a heart for the heaven and earth, carry forward the unique teachings for the saints, and create peace for all generations.
After all, the people of China adopt pragmatic principles in their worship of gods.
For a time, all the ministers praised him endlessly.
Perhaps that influences us to accept corruption and bribery, and it influences us to safeguard our own interests first when encountering anything.
Everyone does that, avoiding unknown risks.
When the people plant sweet potatoes, they will think of me and be grateful for my kindness.
That is the thinking of a small minority of people.
Selfishness is one aspect, wanting to do things for the common people in heaven is another aspect.
"Yes!" After hearing Lao Zhu's words, Zhu Yunwen's screams in his heart and the weak smile on his face had solidified.
All the officials congratulated him one after another, and Lao Zhu smiled cheerfully.
Even Huang Zicheng and his ilk still hesitate to believe that everything they do is for the sake of heaven and the people of Xiaoming.
Just like a court official who dares to try sweet potatoes.
“It tastes really good.”
All the ministers praised the delicious food and were extremely excited.
The output is not that low, I have witnessed it with my own eyes.
Are you wrong?
His face was quickly distorted by extreme jealousy and hatred.
If no one is unhappy, probably Zhu Yunwen is the only one.
Qi Tai was afraid that it was An's random thoughts.
"Congratulations to Your Majesty and congratulations to the people in heaven!"
Human nature is diverse and not all alike.
We are still more willing to grow things that are unfamiliar to us.
The officials' flattery, Lao Zhu's praise, and Zhu Yunzhen's smile fell on my ears, and they were like knives, cutting into my heart one by one.
Historically, virtuous ministers and generals who were regarded as gods by the people were actually in the majority.
Some people are happy about it, and some people just laugh it off.
However, the actual influence is very small.
After all, things like pacifying the Japanese pirates are just stories, and they are gossips that common people talk about after dinner.
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Even if it’s poison, you still have to take it!
Seeing that our great grandson is the king, I feel more and more worried about you.
"The sky has no eyes, and it has descended upon you, Xiao Ming, from the Taisun Palace! All the people in the sky will be destitute!"
When all the officials heard this, they all had mixed emotions.
Historically, it has taken several hundred years since sweet potatoes were introduced into China and then cultivated in small areas.
But for one thing, there were not many delicious things in this era, and there were not as many fine varieties of fruits as there were in later generations.
Therefore, when everyone ate it, they immediately felt it was extremely delicious.
Apart from this, it cannot eliminate the people's resistance to new things.
Lao Zhu's words almost made them declare that they would become "the emperor".
On the other hand, it is necessary to deny that the grandson's return of sweet potatoes has not contributed to the country.
Xiong Hengxu offered sweet potatoes so that no matter how many people died of hunger in the sky, they would be worthy of the word "saint".
The people worshiped and worshiped, then turned around and left the temple and forgot about it.
Suddenly, Zhu Yunwen's pupils shot out a faint light like a poisonous snake's red apricot.
"Come here, please immediately announce the return of the sacred sweet potatoes from Taisun's Palace, post a notice in Jinling, and at the same time send an order to all government offices across the country to inform the people."
Xiong Hengxu was stunned for a moment, Lao Zhu had completely pushed me down from the "god position".
However, definitely linking sweet potato to my account is exactly the same.
Even though it was the first time to bake it, it was still crispy on the inside and tender on the outside, and the aroma was overflowing.
He keeps saying it is for heaven and for the benefit of the people.
His Majesty the Emperor has tasted it. How can they, the ministers, turn a blind eye to it?
When I think of Your Majesty today, I feel no nostalgia at all.
Although they are fighting for power and profit in the court on weekdays, many young people still hope to do something for the people and heaven.
"Grandpa Huang, if he wants to do that, don't blame you." I said bitterly in a voice that only I could hear: "Seventh brother, you will definitely make a mistake again that time, and you must make it happen.
Die! Die! Die..."
"I am determined to entrust all political affairs to Xu'er and leave the city to enjoy the rest of my life."
I'm really happy.
The common people dared to plant crops they had never seen before.
But even if you serve as an official for a lifetime and serve the people conscientiously, can your contribution be as good as offering sweet potatoes?
My contribution to quelling the Japanese pirates is so small that it cannot be measured just by offering sweet potatoes.
However, when I was eating, without anyone noticing, Zhu Yunwen clenched his fist tightly.
The ratio is lower.
Chapter completed!