With a clang, the official kiln green-glazed cup worth dozens of taels of silver rolled to the ground.
Li Zheng put down the memorial in his hand and looked at Zhou Fei, the hunched-up supervisor, in surprise: "How many more stones?"
Manager Zhou looked at the letter in his hand carefully: "Report to Your Majesty, twenty-three stones! This is the lowest average number of eighteen stones per acre, and the highest is about twenty-nine stones per acre!"
Li Zheng looked strange and scratched his forehead with his little finger. He took the letter from Zhou Fei and read it carefully: "Are you sure you are talking about grain and not dirt?"
"It's food, a crop called sweet potato. It seems to be the food planted by Uncle Tong Yuan himself!"
Li Zheng took a breath and looked at the content on the letter in surprise, with an expression of disbelief: "The yield per mu is about 20 shi, is this still grain? Isn't it a mistake? Sweet potato? Sweet potato? This name
I seem to have seen it somewhere, please help me recall it!"
"Your Majesty, a few months ago Duke Qian sent a letter that seemed to mention the name sweet potato!"
Li Zheng's eyes lit up and he hurriedly got up and walked to a drawer and took out a piece of rice paper: "The yield per mu is ten stones. It is called sweet potato. It is delicious and a good food for the stomach. It has been planted by Liu Xiaozi in the land of a woman in Tongyuan County. Is it true or false?"
Be sure to investigate carefully!"
"Is there really such a high-yielding grain?"
Looking at the letter in his hand, Li Zheng was a little embarrassed. When he heard that Renzheng sent this letter, he thought that the old man was too old and confused. Naturally, he scorned the sweet potato yield of ten shi per mu recorded in the letter and didn't care at all.
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"Old Zhou!"
"I'm here, my Majesty. What orders do you have?"
"Let Mr. Li and the others re-investigate this matter to see if something went wrong. How could there be a grain yield of more than 20 shi per mu?"
"Your Majesty, there is no need to repeat the investigation. The spies never hit the target without aim. Since they dare to report the secret message directly, they must have confirmed the authenticity of this matter!"
Li Zheng patted his forehead: "Yes, I was shocked and confused. Spy Shadow never makes such a small mistake, then it is true!"
"Your Majesty, this is auspiciousness. The yield per mu is twenty dan, and the highest is nearly thirty dan. It can be said to be unprecedented auspiciousness. As long as it is planted on a large scale, any natural or man-made disaster will not be terrible. Dalong will never have Baixin starve to death again."
Now, the overflowing treasury and granary will no longer be a vision!"
"Chacha!"
"Yes, Your Majesty, please have tea!"
Li Zheng, who felt his mouth was dry, drank several cups of tea before calming down: "The Prince Chuan, the Minister of Hubu, the Minister of War, and the Minister of Libu are waiting outside the Meridian Gate to arrange a carriage for me to go to Tongyuan County!
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"Yes, I will make arrangements now!"
After General Manager Zhou left, the emperor looked around and took out a box from a secret compartment behind the screen in the imperial study room. There were dozens of books neatly stacked in it.
After rummaging around, he took out a book and held it in his hand. The name on the book was Liu Mingzhi.
Putting the book on the dragon case, Li Zheng hesitated for a long time before putting down the ink pen: "To treat disasters and add twenty stones per mu of grain, it becomes insignificant compared to disaster relief. The words of the feudal lord are a bit too much."
When I am young, what will the prince do after he succeeds to the throne if he is granted the title of Duke? He is only twenty years old! My God, all the emperors in the past dynasties have been looking for good ministers, but they have not been able to find them. When I got the title, I felt panic in my heart! If I do not grant the title, I will not be able to convince the public.
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The emperor, who had pondered for a long time, still hesitated to put down his pen!
Wandering around the imperial study room with his ink pen in hand, the emperor was thinking of a way to get the best of both worlds!
A method that is easy to convince and convinces the public.
It is impossible not to seal him, but if he seals him, he is afraid that he will not be able to seal him in the future, which will inevitably cause a gap between Liu Mingzhi and the new emperor!
"Father, are you here? Can Yan'er come in?"
"Wait a moment!"
The emperor packed up the books and put them back where they were before sitting on the dragon chair: "Yan'er, come in!"
"Thank you, Father!"
Li Zheng looked at the third princess who jumped in with a smile: "My good daughter, why are you so happy? Have you picked up the money?"
The third princess smiled lightly and took out a letter from her back and waved it in front of the emperor: "Father, the second sister wrote to the mother. She has a baby again. The mother asked Yan'er to send it to you!"
Li Zheng's face lit up as he took the letter and started reading it. After a moment, he put down the letter in his hand and sighed: "I don't know what's going on with Ran'er. I can't live in the princess' house alone. I have to go to Northern Xinjiang to follow Wan Jie."
It’s a hard time, why bother!”
"Father, aren't you jealous? It's fine for your daughter and your son-in-law to live together as husband and wife and follow their daughter. Duke Wu Guogong has written so many times to ask his second sister to come back from northern Xinjiang. You are the one who wants to lose face and refuse to approve it. Now
It’s better to blame my brother-in-law!"
Li Zheng's face was a little confused: "No matter how old or young you are, how can you marry someone in the future? After the New Year, you will be eighteen, it's time." The emperor was stunned and suddenly looked at the three princesses and began to ponder!
"Father, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop talking?"
"It's nothing. My father has to leave the palace to do something. You should go back first!"
The third princess's flexible eyes were flashing, she tightly grasped the emperor's hand and let go: "Father!"
The emperor sighed helplessly and looked at the third princess dotingly: "Okay, okay, go change some clothes, my father is waiting for you outside the Meridian Gate!"
"Father is so kind, you must wait for me!"
The emperor looked at the retreating back of the three princesses with twinkling eyes: "Since the founding of Dalong in the 600 years since the founding of the Dragon Kingdom, there have been only two cases of a princess becoming an equal wife. Do I have to make another case?
"Your Majesty, the carriage is ready. It's time for Your Majesty to change clothes!"
Li Zheng came back to his senses and looked at the casual clothes in the hands of Manager Zhou and sighed: "When I return from Tongyuan County, Zongzheng of the Zongzong Mansion comes to the palace to see you!"
"Yes, I remember this!"
After half a stick of incense, five luxurious carriages drove slowly towards Tongyuan County!
"You must be careful not to damage the sweet potatoes with your hoe or plow, otherwise they will break after a short time!"
Like a little landlady, Yinger directs the villagers of Dashi Village in Tongyuan County to carefully harvest the sweet potato fruits.
Instead of being angry, these old farmers nodded from time to time. There was nothing they could do. Although everyone present was an old farmer, when it came to planting and harvesting sweet potatoes, they really couldn't compare to this little girl, Ying'er.
There is no way, although Ying'er is young, her experience in growing sweet potatoes is not comparable to theirs. Who knows that little Ying'er has already harvested two crops of sweet potatoes.
What to pay attention to and how to be careful with Ying'er is the contemporary expert of Dalong Dynasty!
Liu Song wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Sister Ying'er weighed the total of twenty-eight stones. The harvest of this acre of land is good. Although it is not the highest, it is top-notch!"
Ying'er fanned: "That's good, try to harvest the sweet potatoes that are left in the seven acres of land. The young master said that the sweet potatoes will become unpalatable after the frost! It's not the time to harvest now, but in order not to let
Sweet potatoes are hit by frost and can only be harvested early!”
"Listen to Sister Ying'er, and the young master has told me!"
Ying'er looked at the sweet potato in her hand with a heartbroken expression: "Oh, if it takes a longer time, it can get bigger, but time waits for no one!"
"Little girl, isn't twenty-eight stones the most fruitful time?"