To be honest, if Feng Zhidai had not asked to meet the prince, Li Zhiyun would not have remembered that Feng Ang had a son in Chang'an.
The side hall of Tai Chi Hall.
Li Zhiyun now works in office and travels between Zhengshitang and Taijidian. The reason is the same, mainly because he is doing things according to the rules.
The ministers who can be received by Li Zhiyun in the inner palaces must be Li Zhiyun's confidants.
Ordinary people can only go to the side hall outside.
"Meet His Highness the Crown Prince." Feng Zhidai's posture was very low and very humble.
Li Zhiyun sat on his knees, snorted, and then asked him to excuse himself.
"You requested to see me, but something happened?"
"There is no saint like His Highness the Crown Prince." Feng Zhidai patted the horse and complimented with a smile: "Since I came from the north, I have been deeply impressed by His Highness the Crown Prince. I am very impressed by His Highness the Crown Prince..."
"Okay." Li Zhiyun interrupted him. Although he did not deny that he liked to hear others compliment him, he had no time to listen to Feng Zhiding's flattery now.
March is another year of spring plowing. Li Zhiyun has already decided to inspect the farming areas in Gyeonggi Province. This has been his regular itinerary in recent years.
If it weren't for Feng Zhidao's relationship with Feng An, Li Zhiyun wouldn't even bother to talk to him. If Feng Zhidao came to him this time just to talk nonsense, Feng Zhidao could go back to Lingnan.
Anyway, Feng An had many sons, so if he sent another sensible person over, Feng An would not refuse.
Realizing that the prince didn't seem to like listening to useless nonsense, Feng Zhiling swallowed, a little scared.
Li Zhiyun softened his tone and asked, "Is there something wrong, sir?"
"Yes." Feng Zhidai said cautiously: "I heard that His Highness the Crown Prince is deeply involved in farming, so I am willing to offer something to His Highness, hoping that it can help His Highness the Crown Prince."
"Oh?" This made Li Zhiyun a little surprised, so he smiled and said: "It's rare that you have such intention, I am very happy. Can you tell me, what do you offer?"
really!
The bet was right!
Feng Zhidai was a little excited. He had been in Chang'an for such a long time, and he had been looking for opportunities to flatter the prince. There was no way, his status was embarrassing, and he was equivalent to a hostage in Chang'an. If he didn't hold the prince's thigh tightly, if he was beaten, he would have to cry and beg for forgiveness.
.
You know, he had so many brothers, and if he died in Chang'an, the adults in his family would probably not fall out with Datang because of him, and at most they would send another brother over.
And self-preservation became his obsession.
After his observation, he found that the prince attached great importance to farming, which made him detect a glimmer of opportunity.
No one else really has this opportunity, only he has it!
"To be honest, His Highness the Crown Prince, a few days ago, someone from my family brought rice seeds from Linyi. This rice grows in Linyi and can be harvested in more than fifty days. I would like to dedicate it to Your Highness the Crown Prince."
Um?
Li Zhiyun's head suddenly exploded.
Is this Champa rice?
Lin Yi can be harvested in more than fifty days.
The combination of these two factors is very likely to be Champa rice!
Champa rice is a good thing. It matures early and is drought-resistant. If it can be combined with late rice, it will be a double-cropping rice, which can greatly increase the food income of Datang!
"Is this true?" Li Zhiyun suppressed his excitement and asked calmly.
"How dare I deceive His Highness the Crown Prince? This is indeed the case."
Li Zhiyun smiled and said: "Okay, if this is really the case, you have made a great contribution!"
Feng Zhidai was overjoyed.
Immediately, Li Zhiyun asked Feng Zhidai to present the rice seeds.
After all, he did not graduate from an agricultural university, so he could not tell whether it was Champa rice based on its appearance. Therefore, he decided to immediately ask people from Sinong Temple to organize farming to see if he could harvest it in more than fifty days.
Of course, Feng Zhidai also received some rewards from Li Zhiyun.
If this is really Champa rice, it will be beneficial to the development of the south. Even because of its drought tolerance, it can be grown in the north.
If successful, Datang will now be able to seamlessly switch between the grains grown.
Millet can be used as the staple food, while winter wheat and Champa rice can be used as supplementary grains. If the three are planted in succession, the Tang Dynasty's granary will become more and more full!
In this day and age, nothing can make people feel more at ease than food.
Soon, with the help of experienced farmers recruited from Sinong Temple, Champa rice was planted in the upper, middle and lower fields.
This is also Li Zhiyun's consistent operation, and the same was true for the last time he experimented with soil and chemical fertilizers. Use different fields to experiment with different results to see if it can be promoted on a large scale.
If the harvest in the lower field is good, then there is no need to talk about the middle field and the upper field.
In recent April, Cen Wenwen returned to Beijing to report on his work.
In April of the seventh year of Wude, he was appointed by the prince as the pacification ambassador of Jingzhou Road, responsible for inspecting the southern states.
During this period, his achievements have been sent to Li Zhiyun's head one after another.
It has to be said that having a capable minister can save Li Zhiyun a lot of chores. Under the inspection of Cen Wenwen in Nanfang, he did not tell the way or pick up lost things, but it was still a clean and bright place.
After a handover with Li Zhiyun, Cen Wenwen was appointed as the Huangmen Minister. Cen Wenwen was somewhat hesitant about this.
"What, do you think the official is too young?"
On the ridge of the field, Li Zhiyun was barefoot, eating fruit, and watching his sons playing around the old cow in the field not far away.
Starting from the beginning of the month, Chang'an Primary School has two days off every eight days, so the children can get five or six days of rest in a month.
Pretty good.
In this era, entertainment is scarce, and apart from studying, you just eat, drink and wait to die. The children of the powerful have only one important thing to do, which is to study and practice martial arts to serve the country.
Of course, this does not include those dudes.
On the spring plowing day, Li Zhiyun naturally took his sons out to plow the fields together. However, the little boys were young and ran around happily when they got to the fields.
Li Zhiyun did not ask them how many acres of land they could cultivate at their age. He was just cultivating his sons' habits.
The habit of doing farm work!
Perhaps in the future, they will have good food and clothing and will no longer go to the fields, but Li Zhiyun hopes that children can know how food is grown on the ground.
After Cen Wenwen returned to Beijing, he immediately came to the field to meet Li Zhiyun.
For the current Li Zhiyun, he could not wait to break the two halves in one minute and use it, so he did not specially meet Cen Wenwen in the Chang'an palace.
How to save time.
Cen Wenwen didn't mind either. On the contrary, he was happy from the bottom of his heart to see His Royal Highness taking farming seriously.
A prince who does not know how to care for the common people will never know how to govern the world.
"That's not what I meant." Cen Wenwen replied.
Huangmen Shilang, a member of the fourth rank, adjutant of the province, counselor of central government affairs, following the emperor, a true minister of the emperor!
In other words, this is a place that combines gold plating and learning.
In the Tang Dynasty, those who could serve as ministers of Huangmen were ministers close to the emperor, and those who were sent out to work as pastors. Once they returned to the capital at the end of their term, they would be at least the ministers of the temples and ministers. After another year or two, then
He must be a popular candidate for political affairs.
However, Cen Wenwen didn't want it.
Because he knew that Du Ruhui and Xue Shou had been sent to the governor of a state and began to accumulate qualifications from the local area.
If he is the Huangmen Minister now, he will naturally lag behind these two people in the future, and the time to become a prime minister will be greatly lengthened.
In fact, not only him, but many civil servants from the former Shence Mansion are now begging Li Zhiyun to release them to govern a state.
In Cen Wenwen's opinion, if he can be transferred from a local area to the central government and then serve as Huangmen's Minister, then he will definitely have a place in the Political Affairs Hall within one or two years!
Among his colleagues in the Shence Mansion, he knew that except for one or two losers, all of them were talented and talented.
The crown prince's accession to the throne has been secured, and they are all aiming at the political position.
Under such circumstances, how could Cen Wenwen be willing to lag behind others?