"Cheng Qian, your majesty is just talking. You must not take it to heart. Maybe this is just a temptation from your majesty. Don't get distracted." Changsun Wuji advised.
"Of course not. He is my father, the king and his son. I always keep it in mind." Li Chengqian let out a breath.
It's hard to believe that a sixteen-year-old child can be so tolerant.
Changsun Wuji was also a little surprised.
"I hosted a banquet for Qingque yesterday, but I also wanted to get some information about His Majesty's attitude from his mouth." Changsun Wuji continued.
"Is there any gain?" Li Chengqian asked.
Li Shimin's attitude directly determined his status as Li Chengqian.
Ordinary princes and princes live in the same heaven and earth.
"Qingque told me that His Majesty promised that he would be crowned King of Wei at the end of the year." Changsun Wuji said.
The status of the king of Yue and the king of Wei is naturally different.
Is this my father paving the way for that bastard Li Tai to replace me?
Li Chengqian's heart trembled suddenly.
"Your Highness, Li Tai's favor is only temporary. You must not mess up and make mistakes." Changsun Wuji advised.
He still hopes that Li Chengqian's position as prince will be more secure.
After all, after Li Chengqian became emperor, his investment would be the most beneficial.
"Don't worry, uncle, Cheng Qian won't do it." Li Cheng Qian sighed and walked outside.
He was so lost that he even forgot to say goodbye to Changsun Wuji.
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"Zhao Chen, you are going to Wannian County for something important?"
In the carriage, Queen Changsun looked at Zhao Chen and asked with a smile.
Zhao Chen originally wanted to ride in an ox cart, but Queen Changsun was not willing to let her son ride in an ox cart.
Besides, she also wanted to know more about Zhao Chen.
So Zhao Chen was invited into the carriage by her, and Li Shimin sat at the door with an extremely dissatisfied look on his face.
Empress Changsun obviously focused all her attention on Zhao Chen, which made Li Shimin feel quite uncomfortable.
"What big thing could happen to him? He just loves his family and wants to go back and have a look." Li Shimin turned into lemon essence and said sourly.
Empress Changsun immediately rolled her eyes at him and looked at Zhao Chen with gentle eyes.
Zhao Chen is in poor health. If the matter was not important, he would definitely not take such a risk.
"What my aunt said is that Zhao Chen really has something to do when he goes to Wannian County, otherwise he wouldn't have left Chang'an City so easily." Zhao Chen nodded with a smile.
Empress Changsun looked curious, waiting for Zhao Chen's next words.
"A few months ago, I asked the villagers to plant some new types of rice. Now that the ears are heading, they didn't know what to do next, so they asked me to go back and take a look." Zhao Chen explained.
The earing time of rice is very important.
There are rules for the amount of water in rice fields and the spacing between rice fields.
If it is too casual, the output will be greatly reduced during the autumn harvest.
"New rice? How new can it be?" Li Shimin said casually, with a look of suspicion on his face.
People have been cultivating rice for how many years, and they still need a child like Zhao Chen to teach them how to do it?
"The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms. Do you think it's new enough?" Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin and secretly thought that he was a strict wife and a petty person.
He only said a few words to his wife, but he was so sour.
Really not a human being.
Li Shimin didn't know what Zhao Chen was thinking.
When Li Shimin heard Zhao Chen say that the rice yield per mu was 3,000 kilograms, Li Shimin stood up suddenly, but did not realize that he was in a carriage.
His head hit the roof of the car with a bang.
"Hiss—" Li Shimin rubbed his head, but ignored the pain and sat down next to Zhao Chen.
"Zhao boy, what did you just say? The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms?"
"Do you know what the concept of a yield of 3,000 pounds per mu is?"
"No, do you know the yield per mu of my Datang City?"
"Tell me the truth, are you lying?"
Li Shimin's mouth was like a machine gun, and he said many sentences in succession.
Zhao Chen didn't know where to start.
Li Shimin had no way not to be fanatical.
Today, the rice yield in Datang is only 300 kilograms per mu, and this is still a place with fertile soil.
There is also sufficient water for irrigation.
There are no insect infestations or lodging throughout the year.
In slightly worse places, the yield per mu is less than 200 kilograms.
In other words, the people had been busy for several months, but in the end, they could not even get back the food they had consumed these days.
Li Shimin even had wrinkles because of this matter.
But there is still no way but to bite the bullet and reduce the food tax on the people.
But even so, countless people become refugees every year due to poor harvests.
But now, Zhao Chen actually told him that where he was going, the rice yield per mu was 3,000 kilograms!
Isn't this scratching Li Shimin's heart?
Empress Changsun also had a look of disbelief on her face.
It's not that she doesn't believe what Zhao Chen said, it's that Zhao Chen's words didn't give her the courage to believe them at all.
Zhao Chen glanced at Li Shimin, with a mocking look on his lips.
His rice seed is the latest hybrid rice developed by Mr. Yuan.
The yield per mu is 3,000 kilograms, just sprinkle with water.
Seeing the expression of ridicule on Zhao Chen's face, Li Shimin's face trembled fiercely.
He, Li Shimin, was the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, and he was in charge of the ten prefectures of the Tang Dynasty, 358 states, and a territory of one million miles.
He was actually laughed at by such a brat.
However, the news that the yield per mu was 3,000 kilograms was too important to him.
"Zhao Chen..."
"You'll know when you get there." Zhao Chen smiled slightly and stopped looking at Li Shimin.
This was not the first time that Li Shimin was rejected like this by Zhao Chen, and he was used to it.
A full stomach of surprise and curiosity remained hidden in his belly.
Now, Li Shimin desperately wants to go to the place Zhao Chen said.
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"Ruoshuang, you are not young anymore. Your father is away at war all year round. My mother is thinking that it is time to find an in-law with you and take good care of your temper." In another carriage, Hongfunu and Li Ruoshuang said.
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"What's wrong with my temper? Am I just following my mother and kissing you?" Li Ruoshuang said calmly.
Since she was a child, she has seen her mother chasing and beating her father at home with a sword. Can she, Li Ruoshuang, not be affected?
If Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu hadn't wanted to play tricks on her best friend that day, Li Ruoshuang wouldn't have chased them all over the street with a sword.
What happened in the tavern won't happen after that.
"You girl, you are old, but you have learned to talk back." Hongfunu glared at Li Ruoshuang.
Li Ruoshuang looked outside the car and ignored Hongfu Nu.
"Ruoshuang, my mother is doing it for your own good. When I go back this time, my mother will arrange a marriage with you. The prime minister has invited matchmakers to come several times. His young master, Du He, is really good." Hongfu Nu said.
Li Ruoshuang frowned and looked at the scenery outside.
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"Well, we're finally here, but I'm exhausted."
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the village. Li Shimin was the first to get off the carriage and stretched his back.
"Madam, be careful, I'll help you." Li Shimin stretched out his hand to help Empress Changsun.
"It doesn't matter, Zhao Chen is supporting me, so it won't be a problem." Empress Changsun smiled and got off the carriage with Zhao Chen's help.
Li Shimin's face turned dark. He felt that it was unnecessary for him to come here today.?