Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth
Changsun Wuji's purpose of coming was clearly stated to Gao Shilian in the last sentence.
He didn't go to persuade Li Chengqian, he clearly wanted to return to the court.
Gao Shilian knew that Changsun Wuji was very utilitarian, but he never expected that he would use so many methods.
"Auxiliary engine, my uncle wants to ask you, if it is true as rumored outside, Li Chengqian should not be sitting in that position, that position belongs to Zhao Chen, what will you do in the future?" Gao Shilian said slowly.
Many times, choice outweighs effort.
Changsun Wuji's choice today was obviously wrong.
Gao Shilian didn't want to see Changsun Wuji take the wrong path.
He even said that in the end he became hostile to Zhao Chen because of his hard work over the years.
Changsun Wuji was stunned for a moment.
He looked at Gao Shilian suspiciously.
Changsun Wuji was very surprised by Gao Shilian's words just now.
It seemed like he was trying to remind himself, but it also seemed like he was just saying it casually.
"What does uncle mean?" Changsun Wuji looked at Gao Shilian and asked in a low voice.
"I don't mean anything. I just see that Your Majesty is too close to Zhao Chen, so I am always a little worried!" Gao Shilian said to Changsun Wuji without revealing his expression.
Naturally, he would not reveal Zhao Chen's identity to Changsun Wuji.
He had already reminded Changsun Wuji that if something happened in the future, he, Gao Shilian, would not be able to control it so much.
Changsun Wuji didn't see any change in Gao Shilian's expression, and just thought that Gao Shilian was caring about him.
He smiled and said: "Uncle, don't worry, Zhao Chen has nothing to do with His Majesty. Your Majesty cares about Zhao Chen so much, just because of Zhao Chen's ability."
"Your Majesty, I would like to ask my uncle to speak more. For the Prince, Wuji will do his best."
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Li Shimin was a little confused.
Each of these guys was eating baked potatoes in front of them, but they kept saying they didn't taste good.
It's not delicious. You bastards eat it so fast?
ah?
I'm afraid you're going to lose your head if you wear a coat, and you dare to lie to yourself.
When Lao Li first saw these people eating baked potatoes with their heads down, they didn't even talk to him.
I still don't know that I have been deceived.
At that moment, I felt annoyed and kicked Dai Zhou on the butt.
Dai Zhou was kicked out, holding an uneaten potato in his hand, without even humming.
"call--"
With the sweet baked potatoes in his mouth, Li Shimin let out a long breath.
"Every one of you guys, I will deal with you one by one!" Li Shimin threatened fiercely while eating baked potatoes.
But no one paid attention to him.
Li Shimin felt even more annoyed and wanted to put down the baked potatoes in his hands.
I am also worried that after I say a few words, they will eat all the potatoes in the fire!
I didn’t say anything now!
Li Shimin has only eaten beef stew with potatoes once, but he has never tasted roasted potatoes.
Apart from anything else, although it looked gloomy on the surface, the sweet and soft feeling when he ate it in his mouth really made him forget about being deceived.
Old Li Tou didn't expect that there was such a delicious thing in this world.
And the output is so large!
One thousand acres means three million catties.
Half an hour later, everyone was exhausted from eating.
Li Shimin was lying on the field ridge, stroking his big belly without the image of an emperor at all.
The mouth was still belching.
"Zhao Chen, is there any way to plant your potatoes in other places, such as hot and rainy places in the south and cold and droughty places in the north?" Old Li asked Zhao Chen while rubbing his belly.
Today they each dug an acre of potatoes.
Although a tired person would fall apart, a casual estimate shows that one acre of potatoes weighs at least three thousand kilograms.
One acre of land costs three thousand kilograms, and according to Zhao Chen, this is more convenient than growing rice.
Therefore, Li Shimin was thinking about planting potatoes all over the Tang Dynasty.
From now on, there will never be hunger again.
This is much more comfortable than growing rice.
"Yes, Zhao Chen, if these potatoes can be grown everywhere, then the Tang Dynasty will definitely become more prosperous."
"With sufficient food, the population of Datang will increase significantly. By then, no one will dare to provoke Datang."
"When fighting, we use the human sea tactic. We in the Tang Dynasty can kill them all!" Wei Zheng looked a little excited.
He has never asked Zhao Chen about this.
Also, he didn't have much hope for this potato before.
I just didn't expect that the potato yield would be so terrifying.
The others didn't speak, but looked at Zhao Chen with bright eyes.
The yield of this potato is really terrifying.
And so delicious.
They all want to grow potatoes in their homes.
"Potatoes can be grown anywhere, so whether it is the cold and dry north or the hot and rainy south, they can be grown." Zhao Chen nodded.
"Really!" Li Shimin sat up straight and looked at Zhao Chen with surprise on his face.
He just asked casually and said that even if potatoes could not be planted elsewhere, he was also planning to plant potatoes in the towns near Chang'an City.
"Of course it's true. Potatoes are very adaptable and can be planted more times a year than rice." Zhao Chen nodded again.
"Okay, okay!" Li Shimin clenched his hands into fists, his eyes full of excitement.
He has now thought that when he has enough food, he must encourage the people of Tang Dynasty to have more children.
In this way, Datang will become stronger and stronger.
Just Tubo, Li Shimin could easily crush him to death with one finger.
"Zhao Chen, you have made such a great contribution and I make you the Duke of our country. How do you feel about it?" Li Shimin's eyes were full of excitement.
"hiss--"
"Fengguo Gong?"
"Sir, you are only seventeen years old, so you are already a duke?"
"I have never heard of someone who was made a Duke at the age of seventeen due to his own efforts. Sir, this is really amazing."
"Do you think sir will agree to it?"
When the students in the academy heard that the emperor was going to grant Zhao Chen the title of Duke, they all couldn't help but take a breath.
Zhao Chen was only seventeen years old, but he relied on his own merits to become a county official time and time again.
Now, the emperor actually wants to make Zhao Chen the Duke of the country.
Except for the few years since the founding of the Tang Dynasty, there has never been a Duke since then.
Those first princes did not follow the emperor from birth to death.
The youngest one must be in his forties.
Zhao Chen, seventeen years old!
Dai Zhou also froze on the spot, looking at Zhao Chen with shocked eyes.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with the emperor's decision to make Zhao Chen Duke.
The appearance of potatoes was enough to change the face of Datang.
This is much more affordable than what a prince would pay.
Li Xiaogong also opened his mouth, but nothing came out.
He was now thinking about whether Zhao Chen would agree to the emperor's suggestion.
Wei Zheng looked happy at this moment. The more noble Zhao Chen's status, the more obvious his help would be.
The seventeen-year-old Duke is enough for many people to take the initiative to curry favor with him.
Chapter completed!