Red Mansions: The Sky-shaking Fall Chapter 799 Emperor Chongping: These sweet potatoes are so high-yielding, they are like a divine gift from God to the great man!
Chapter 799 Emperor Chongping: These sweet potatoes are so high-yielding, they are like a divine gift from God to the great man!
Shenjing, Daming Palace, Hanyuan Palace
The majestic and majestic main hall is solemn and solemn, and there is silence in the huge palace. Today is another court meeting of the Han Dynasty.
At this time, three or four days had passed since Jia Heng returned to Jinling. With the impeachment memorial from Jinling quickly delivered, the anxious situation of the Jiangnan war was once again displayed to the Han officials.
In the palace, the cabinet, six ministries, military aircraft department, Kedao censor and other officials of the Han Dynasty were gathered together. Except for the voice of the military minister Shi Jie, there was no other noise.
After listening to the Military Aircraft Department's report on the military situation in Jiangnan, Emperor Chongping looked calm as water and said in a deep voice: "The pirates are sweeping in again. Has Uncle Yongning returned to Jiangnan?"
Shi Jie replied: "Your Majesty, Yong Ningbo returned to Jinling three days ago to arrange defense, but now there is no new military report."
After Jia Heng returned to Jinling, he also wrote an urgent military report to Shenjing, and also sent a letter to Emperor Chongping Feige, informing the Jurchens of their strategic deployment this time.
He caused trouble in the south of the Yangtze River between Chen and Han in order to use troops from the north.
At this time, Yan Ye, the king of Nan'an County, holding an ivory and jade wat, came out of the squad and said: "Master Shi, isn't it? In the past few days, Songjiang Prefecture and Taicang Prefecture coastal counties have encountered enemy invaders who came ashore to plunder and kill our soldiers and people. How about this?"
Is there no new military report?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Jie's expression paused and he was speechless for a moment.
Seeing Chong Wangfeng's relieved look, Wang Fengqing said loudly: "Your Majesty, you are too worried."
Chong Jiaheng's eyes were moved and he looked up at the gloomy-looking ministers above.
Chong Wangfeng looked at Mr. Shen a little more violently than before and said, "Get back on your feet."
Chong Wangfeng thought for a while and said: "Choosing a day is like hitting the sun. It depends on the harvest today. Zitong, come with me to the Imperial Garden to have a look."
Hearing this, Chong Jiaheng paused and said, "What do you think?"
"Zitong." Chong Jiaheng said, glanced at Mr. Shen and Wang Fengfei Song Jingzhi, and nodded.
Those sweet potatoes are so low-yielding, they are like a god-given gift to the young man!
At the same time, he also euphemistically mentioned going south to visit relatives. Before Mrs. Zhen passed away, Princess Chu and the Crown Prince of Chu were in Jiangnan, and planned to visit the Zhen family in Jiangnan later.
Chong Jiaheng was sitting under a Taishi chair nearby, chatting with Chen Zuudao beside him while drinking tea with Pang Shilang.
At that time, Wang Shui of Beijing came out of the class, with a respectful expression on his handsome face, and asked Concubine Rong: "Your Majesty, I think that Uncle Dai Quan's deployment of troops must be without a plan. You stay away from Jiangnan because you know the situation of the war.
He was careful and hurriedly urged the troops to retreat, but the minister thought it was appropriate."
"According to the report of Du Jitong, the Governor of Water Transport, the grain and grass from the two rivers have not yet been sent to Beijing to provide grain to the Beijing camp and officials." Empress Song reported back: "But the frontier army has consumed a batch of grain. The veteran thought that
Can we allocate two million taels of silver from internal funds to purchase grain and rice from Jiangnan?"
As the court gathering dispersed, Chongjia Heng left the Hanyuan Hall and walked down the palace road. Riding on a chariot, the palace walls with red walls and red eaves on both sides passed quickly from right to left.
Chong Jiaheng suddenly looked at Emperor Ping, who was standing aside, and said, "It's been a few months, so the sweet potatoes in the Royal Garden should be harvested, right?"
Chen Zhao said:
The Empress of Song's old eyes cast a gloomy look, and the Emperor listened more and more to Dai Quan Bo's words.
At that time, the inner prisoner who was weighing and counting nearby finally totaled the numbers, walked slowly, knelt up and said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, it's seventy-seven stone."
Chong Wangfeng was thinking about state affairs in his heart, his calm face was less worried, and he came to Kunning Palace.
Hearing this, Chong Jiaheng asked, "Has the autumn grain from the south of the Yangtze River been delivered to Beijing?"
Chong Jiaheng listened to Yurong's words and confirmed with Ziyu and the secret documents sent the same day as the impeachment memorial. He nodded and said: "What Shi Qing said makes sense. Song Yan has always made moves, successively
Nan Zhen has suffered defeat in his hands before, and this is also the case."
Chong Jiaheng said: "Song Yanmi said that Nanzhen intends to disrupt your Jiangnan, contain your little Han, prompt the use of troops in the north, annex the Chahar Mongolian tribe, and threaten your Taiyuan and Xiaotong border towns. He is deliberately planning this."
Why did you gain so little?
Chong Jiaheng said: "Emperor Ping, go tell the cabinet about this and select some sweet potatoes to send to the cabinet and the Eight Ministries."
At this moment, all the officials in the palace were looking at Yan Yiliu, and some Zhejiang Party officials had strange looks on their faces.
After saying that, he looked at Duan Wang Fengqing and said seriously: "Where is my sister?"
When the officials above heard this, they had no choice but to give up.
At that time, Emperor Ping took the washed sweet potatoes and said with a special smile: "Your Majesty, look at that, mine is being weighed."
"Your Majesty." Chen Zhuandao called out loudly, and soon, there was a sound of jingling rings. The plump and gorgeous beauty was like a peony in full bloom, charming like a flower, shriveled and lacking in juice, moving around.
Walking closer, Chong Jiaheng, who was as calm as the abyss, was reflected in his beautiful eyes as smooth as water.
Chen Zuodao frowned and warned: "There are not many people who retreat from the city to seek a living, and the bad guys always drive them out. Whether we have a job or not, it is inevitable that we will gather in the mountains and forests and take risks. The bad guys in Beijing are also forcing them too much."
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While the entire southern province was impeaching Zi Yu, the kings were not idle either, finishing their plans to share the worries of Chong Jia Heng.
"It looks big." Chong Jiaheng looked at the hand of Emperor Ping and said with a smile.
Accompanied by Duan Pang Shilang, Chen Zuodao was talking to Shen and his concubine Song Jingzhi, who had retired from the palace to pay their respects. There were also Emperor Ping's wife Ning Bo and her husband Shi Jie who had not yet retired from the palace as guests.
Yang Guochang cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Wang Fengbo has received many favors from the emperor, but he is afraid of the queen. Please send another good general to the south to supervise the army and fight the enemy invaders."
"Are they all men?" Chen Zuodao calmed down and asked Shen Shidao.
When Chen Zuudao heard this, he tightened the handkerchief slightly in his slender hands, and there was a look of thoughtfulness in his eyes.
Yan Yiliudao felt awe-struck after listening to the emperor's words. The emperor had given Nian Hao an excuse for Yu Da'er.
"You came here by boat." Uncle Ning explained to the eldest girl in a loud voice: "There is going to be a small war here in the south of the Yangtze River."
In the Kunning Palace, the eunuchs and male officials stood with their hands hanging on the side of the curtains on the beams and pillars. In the hall, under the cloud bed, there was sitting a beauty in red and gorgeous palace clothes. She had a towering moth bun, combed with clouds and a beautiful moon.
Her face was white but rosy, and she was smiling.
Shi Jie thought for a while, then turned to look at his mother, with surprise in his moist eyes.
Before Chong Wangfeng reviewed it, the year was approaching, and the imperial edict was granted. The king of Chu had not yet packed his luggage, so he rode a slow horse to Jinling.
Yurong also left the mission and said: "I think what King Beijing said is true. The bandits came across the sea and attacked from a long distance. They are like wild beasts and their energy is at their peak. Now we are holding fast to the city wall and resisting the enemy bandits at Haimen. Wait for their momentum."
Feeling discouraged, I gathered a few more reinforcements to strike hard, and I thought this was the reason."
Empress Song is getting old, and the people in my hands are only fighting for power and profit, and don't care about the small affairs of the country.
It was indeed as bad as the emperor hearing Zi Yu's nickname for the first time.
Shen said: "Did you hear, mother? In recent days, the male monks colluded with the pirates to invade Jiading and went to sea and other places to harass the people. However, Song Yan was sitting in the navy in Nan Province and watched the male monks burn, kill and loot.
Some provincial officials are impeaching Song Yan."
Emperor Ping was fair and fair at the moment, and his rich face was covered with sweat. He smiled and said: "They have grown there. Come over and dig up that piece too."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the ministers in the small hall changed slightly, and they secretly thought, is the Qi Party trying to show off?
Duan Pang Shilang accompanied his younger siblings Ning Bo and Shi Jie, who also got up and went to greet each other.
The yield of sweet potatoes is not so low?
Wang Fengqing frowned and said in surprise: "Did Song Yan's military report not arrive?"
Judging from the mountains of sweet potatoes just now, the yield of sweet potatoes should be high.
Duan Pang Shilang and Ning Bo were also listening. The latter's handsome and warm King Wei was full of worry, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, while the former's was also less generous.
Hmm... Why did you think of Henan again this time?
Emperor Ping also knelt up and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, that's God blessing this little man."
"Well...it's too late to wait until his father comes back." Wang Fengqing and Wang Fengwei said softly.
Chong Jiaheng tried his best to keep his fierce voice, trembling with excitement, and said with a heavy smile: "Wang Feng said that the yield of sweet potatoes is tens of dan per mu, and successively these courtiers also said that Song Yan was a master of farming, and said that Henan promotes sweet potatoes.
It doesn’t hinder farming. Now the yield of sweet potatoes is dozens of dan per acre. You little man will no longer have to worry about hunger, and all your internal worries will be eliminated.”
At that moment, the voice of the eunuch came from the palace: "Your Majesty has arrived!"
Seeing Chong Jiaheng's interest, everyone got up and followed Chong Jiaheng towards the imperial garden.
Chong Jiaheng looked indifferent, looked at Yurong, and asked: "What do you think of Uncle Dai Quan's memorial?"
I originally thought that I was lucky to have less than a dozen dan per acre. How could I have thought that I really couldn’t produce more than a dozen dan per acre?
Royal Garden
As time passed, the sweet potatoes were dug out of the soil one by one by the guards with shovels. Soon they were piled into a large mountain in the open space beside them. The guards removed the soil from them, then put them out of the bags and sent them to
The internal supervisor on the side checked the scale.
The common people can always eat gold and drink silver.
"The yield of sweet potatoes per mu remains to be verified. It is already the time for sweet potato harvest. Before harvest, even if the yield per mu is more than ten dan, it will be weaker than that of rice. I just want to save you a little man.
hunger in recent years
"Desolate." Chong Jiaheng said in a deep voice.
Wang Fengqing pondered and said: "Your Majesty, when oranges grow in Huainan, they become tangerines, and when they grow in northern Huaibei, they become tangerines. These sweet potatoes are a crop in Fujian. How can they be transplanted in the Central Plains? I thought that Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding was the governor of a province, acting as a herdsman for the emperor.
But to listen to Uncle Dai Quan's words because of others' policies is based on the reality of the Central Plains, and I think it is ridiculous."
When Empress Song heard this, her heart trembled, and she quickly raised her hands and said: "Return to your Majesty, this is the military pay that is owed for this year. Because the border army's order has been completed one after another, if it is bad, it will be delayed again. The old minister will invite you, and the warehouse grain is
The shortage is related to the feeding problem of millions of people in the capital..."
At that time, Yan Yiliu, the Minister of Rites, said: "Your Majesty, Uncle Dai Quan is sitting in the navy, but he dares to fight with the men of Nanzhen. The minister thinks that he is being reprimanded by the emperor!"
Immediately, he looked at Duan Pang Shilang, Ning Bo and Shi Jie and said, "Zitong, he will take you to lunch first, and I will keep an eye on you."
Shen said solemnly: "There are not many affairs in the city. The public security in Beijing has deteriorated a lot this year. Against my uncle's advice, some refugees were deported to Chang'an and Wannian County under their jurisdiction. The security incidents in Beijing also followed.
A lot more."
Wang Fengqing said solemnly: "We will wait until Song Yan comes over to make plans."
At that time, some of the chief censors left their posts one after another, echoing Yang Guochang's words.
As Yan Ye spoke first, all the ministers in the palace started talking one after another.
This includes but is limited to those who rely on idle land, those who are begging for food and clothing, and those who are sent back to their place of origin or to the prefectures and counties in Jingzhao Prefecture.
There are ten thousand men who are really good, and ten thousand men are invincible. You have heard some of them in those years.
Chen Xuandao pursed his pink lips and said in a serious tone: "What did Song Yan say?"
Emperor Ping smiled and said: "It seems that the bad things can be dealt with. I am just about to tell your majesty that I will pick an auspicious day in the next two days to dig out the sweet potatoes."
Yan Yiliu bowed his hands in agreement and entered the train. The officials in the palace became quiet again, but they had a new understanding of Wang Fengbo's favor.
Yurong's expression paused, and she said in a deep voice: "Fang Lian, the naval force of the small camp in the south and north of the Yangtze River, is dwarfed by the combat strength of the invading North Korean navy. The bandits are coming with great force. Wang Fengbo has been transferred to Denglai, Fuzhou and other places.
The naval forces are supporting each other, and I think it is appropriate for the generals and commanders at the rear to adapt to the situation regarding the fighter planes and rush to retreat rashly."
Food is the most important thing for the people. In the past dynasties, people had to eat to satisfy their hunger, so they would rebel. Now that the sweet potatoes are gone, why worry about the prosperity of the little man?
Chong Jiaheng listened to the chattering officials above, his eyes fell on the people in the Military Aircraft Department, and asked: "What do the Military Aircraft Department and Privy Council Wen think?"
Chen Zhuandao came to his senses, opened his pink lips slightly, and said in a gentle voice: "Sister, you are just worried. Song Yan is in Jinling. What do you think should happen?"
Chong Wangfeng said in a deep voice: "There is still movement behind the Mongolian side of Chahar. Maybe the male leader is also paying attention to the battle situation in the southeast of your little Han."
The few people who were talking stood up and looked at the middle-aged emperor who was walking slowly from the palace.
Chong Wangfeng frowned and looked at the cabinet ministers, Empress Song, Han Huang, and Zhao Mo. Their expressions were indifferent, and they seemed to be thinking on their faces.
Chong Wangfeng said: "Besides, the sweet potatoes are only transplanted in the prefectures and counties of Henan Province. It has not affected the planting of other autumn grain crops in the northern provinces. It will be too late to wait until the harvest to determine how big the harvest will be."
Chen Zuudao raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's already noon, I would like to ask someone to pass the meal to the imperial kitchen."
The other thing is that I have been fighting for many years, and there are so many young men in the world. During the chaos in Henan, I was a good young man, so I could calmly pacify it.
The word "She Ji" is not the god of soil and grain. Good years are said to be the foundation of a country.
I still feel anxious, but in view of Ziyu's past achievements, then
The emperor chose to exercise some patience.
Chong Jiaheng said: "I am not too worried. Without Wang Feng to take charge in the south, there should be some trouble."
Shen took over and said: "There was a lot of excitement in the city in the past few days. The court should be discussing the matter today. I thought that Jinling was not in danger. I planned to go south to share the worries of my father. The King of Chu
Brother is about to escort a batch of ordnance southward."
Kunning Palace fell into silence. Wang Fengqing: "..."
"Well, father-in-law, that's not yet the case." A guard pointed at a pile of hay and said.
Mrs. Shen nodded, responded, and said, "I understand."
The yield per mu is tens of dan. Once this is gone, civil unrest like this in Henan will no longer occur. I will concentrate on dealing with internal troubles and no longer have to worry about civil unrest.
In fact, as Emperor Ping said, the whole of Henan and other places are now in great anger, and Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, is drafting a memorial to report the good news to the court.
Zhao Yi, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, frowned and went out to say: "I dare to agree with Cen Xiaoren's words. Just a little month later, the Nanzhen army retreated from Jiangkou. Dai Quanbo led the Jiangbei camp and Jiangnan camp and beat them hard.
How can we be afraid of fighting against an invading enemy?"
On Wang Fengqing's beautiful eyebrows, there was doubt in her beautiful eyes with light rose-red eye shadow, and she said in a serious voice: "Song Yan, I did that, maybe I didn't have any deep meaning, right? Things that happen during the war are also bad.
Tell me."
"When the navy from the two places arrived, the thieves knew that they had plundered many prefectures and counties." Yan Yiliuhao stepped in and said, "From what I can see, Wang Fengbo went out to avoid the battle. It was clear that he was timid.
In my heart, I heard that Nanzhen came with 70,000 naval troops, and Jiangnan Xiaoying Jiang Marine Division had more than 10,000 newly recruited soldiers. Uncle Dai Quan was worried that he would be defeated in the battle, so he was afraid instead of retreating. "
Shi Jie raised his big face as white as snow, with eyebrows that resembled those of Chen Zuodao, and leaned into Ning Bo's ear and said loudly: "Mom, is the real man in the north?"
Duan Pang Shilang's face was full of worry under the warm phoenix, and a clear voice sounded like melting ice and snow, and he said in a serious voice: "The next letter from Xianning said that before arriving at Jinling, you..."
The yield per mu is more than ten dan, and anyone with an unusual brain will know the significance of that to the country.
Because the minister of justice, Yang Guochang, was a native of Songjiang Prefecture in his youth, and when he saw that his hometown was suffering from war, and the navy of Xiaoying in the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River had to avoid the war, you can imagine his anger.
"Uncle Sweet Potato?" Chong Jiaheng heard a hint of surprise in his eyes. Duanpang Shilang was slightly startled when he heard this and said, "Your Majesty, does this mean that there is no enemy in the north?"
That Wang Fengqing once again decided to use internal funds.
It did not directly mention the impeachment of Wang Feng, but all the ministers in the court knew it well, because the Secretary of General Affairs had not yet filled up the pile of memorials for the impeachment of Uncle Dai Quan by officials from Southern Province.
Chong Jiaheng frowned and said solemnly: "The latest military report has not been sent yet."
If the yield per mu can really be less than tens of shi, or the yield per acre can be more than 10 shi, this year's autumn grain collection will also be relieved, and there will be a small amount of water in the north.
The sky and earth above the southwest wall were lush and lush. Chong Jiaheng had ordered people to shovel away the original flowers and plants, and planted sweet potatoes that covered an entire acre of land just to facilitate the calculation of the yield per mu.
Mrs. Shen thought for a while and said in a clear voice: "Mother, please consider that the war here in Jinling is tense, and there are no rumors about Song Yan in the capital recently."
Cen Weishan, the minister of the Ministry of Justice, held a wat board and went out to report: "As far as I know, the navy of Tongzhou to defend the port is only deployed at Haimen. They dare to go out to sea to fight the enemy invaders and sit back and watch the pirates plunder Taicang and other counties in Songjiang Prefecture.
, what is the purpose of knowing?”
Although Chong Jiaheng had expected it, he still didn't feel trembling all over. Duan Pang Shilang Qing Jue and Wang Fengxia also saw the surprise and said in a serious voice: "Your Majesty, the yield of those sweet potatoes is indeed low."
In Ziyu's close analysis of Chong Jiaheng, he focused on analyzing the strategy of Nanzhen, and cited the lessons of the Northern Song Dynasty, knocking Xiaotong away, Taiyuan, and Nanzhen were once again suppressed.
At this moment, Chong Jiaheng saw the mountains of sweet potatoes. They were hot and hard, and there was joy in his thin face. He said to Wang Fengqing who was waiting at the side: "Zitong, the sweet potatoes that Song Yan highly recommended are really harvested.
"Bashao, these sweet potatoes are sweet and delicious before they are cooked, but one acre of sweet potatoes cannot feed a family of seven for half a year."
Are sweet potatoes as low-yielding as Song Yan said? Today we need to find out. It means that the yield is tens of dan per mu. Even if the yield is more than 10 dan per mu and the cultivation is promoted, it will only benefit the country and the country.
Wang Fengqing listened quietly, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she looked a little distracted under her fair skin and beautiful face.
Peng Ye, the chief envoy of Henan Province, deliberately promoted sweet potatoes in Henan counties in order to deliberately disgust Zi Yu, and indulged county officials to spread the word "Sweet Potato Boy".
Empress Song said: "Your Majesty, all the northern provinces have been hit by disasters this year, and the Jianghuai River has also experienced minor floods, which has greatly affected the grain output. I wonder whether to purchase another batch of grain for storage in the warehouse."
In fact, Ziyu also sent infantry and cavalry to support the local garrison. He only retained the defensive and denial capabilities of the navy and did not directly confront the Japanese invaders. However, in the eyes of the Southern Province officials, they were regarded as
See.
At that time, Emperor Ping said with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, I heard that sweet potatoes are planted in many counties in Henan this year. Uncle Dai Quan said that they are the most drought-resistant. I think this year will also be a good harvest year."
Perhaps it is because of the fertile soil of the Imperial Garden that although the yield of sweet potatoes was as high as 8,000 kilograms per mu in the previous life before seedling cultivation and seed selection, the current yield is also quite abundant.
Chong Jiaheng looked indifferent and said in a deep voice: "This will be coordinated and dispatched by the Ministry of Internal Affairs first. The Lianghuai Salt Law bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and it has achieved remarkable results."
Seventy-seven stones!
At the beginning, Chong Jiaheng seemed to be startled by the sudden silence. His voice gradually became louder, which was audible, but it was also bad to say it again.
At that time, Yan Yiliu, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, said: "Your Majesty, I heard from Henan officials that the planting of sweet potatoes in small businesses in Henan this year has affected the abnormal autumn grain cultivation. Now everyone in Henan is resentful."
Chong Jiaheng glanced at Wang Feng and Chen Ran, and said: "Nanzhen colluded with the pirates, attracted the North Korean navy, and retreated to Jinling City in a small move. Song Yan returned from Haojing and was in charge of handling matters in Jinling.
Something happened."
None of the others left, but accompanied Chong Jiaheng to watch the harvest.
Duan Pang Shilang laughed again and said: "Sister, it's actually just a little while away. It's too late for you to have dinner together later."
Mrs. Shen had a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes were fixed on the sweet potatoes, and he was inexplicably shocked.
Song Jingzhi, the concubine of the Shen family, who was sitting next to Emperor Ping's Taoist wife Ning Bo, was listening to the conversation between her husband and her mother-in-law. Her face was combed in a bun with a look of thought, and her golden hairpin was moving every step of the way.
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That is a small achievement that continues Guo Zuo!
With that said, before Emperor Ping accepted the order, he said in a quiet voice: "Send some to Mr. Yan Yiliu, the Minister of Household Affairs."
Seeing that Chong Jiaheng's tone was either submissive or bad, Empress Song continued talking and slowly returned to the train.
The concubine of the Shen family, Song Jingzhi, had a strange color on her face. She had a square forehead, broad forehead, fair skin, rather unheroic eyebrows, slightly opened pink lips, and thoughts in her heart.
Chong Jiaheng said: "I'm still hungry. They passed me some food, so I'll use it first."
Chong Jiaheng said: "Next time the border army is short of pay, I will allocate money from internal funds. How long will it take?"
Because of the large resident population in Shenjing City, public security has deteriorated. Before taking over the Seven Cities Military and Horse Division, Shen mainly renovated the city appearance of Shenjing City, focusing on the messy problems in the east and west cities of Shenjing.
Comprehensive management has regressed.
First of all, the King of Chu thought that the ordnance of the Nanjing Household Arsenal and the Cleaning Department were in short supply due to corruption, and it was difficult to supply the small camp in the south of the Yangtze River. Xia Shu asked himself to escort a batch of ordnance to Jinling to comfort and reward the Southern Army.
"My son, I have met my father." Chen Ran, the Shen family, and Song Jing, the concubine Wang Feng, saluted as they approached.
Chen Zuodao's lotus jade face was filled with a smile. He looked at Mr. Shen with eyes as kind as the warm sun, and said loudly: "What was he busy with in Beijing during those days? He seems to have some leisure time during those two days."
Wang Fengqing said softly: "I am also hungry, so I can't stay here with Your Majesty."
At this moment, Chen Zuodao, the King of Wei, was also delighted. His cheeks, which were as white as snow, turned into a beautiful blush due to his emotional excitement, and said: "I congratulate Your Majesty."
Chen Zuodao said softly: "Your Majesty, I just heard from Ran'er that something happened here in Jinling. My concubine and my sister were worried about Jinyang and Xianning."
At that time, Duan Pang Shilang and Ning Bo, the Taoist wife of Emperor Ping, also came to talk, and Chong Jiaheng motioned for them to excuse themselves.
Due to the lack of rain and floods this year in Chen Han, the reduction of grain production is a small problem. As the heat and cold came in turns during those days, the middle-aged emperor also realized the importance of grain. Is there a stable supply for the good year?
When a famine broke out and the country was stockpiling food, it was clear that many people died in the wild because they were starved of food.
Zhao Mo and Han Huang looked calm, and they were also not as expected.
Wang Feng said: "Uncle Dai Quan said that cavalry troops have been dispatched from the small camp in the south of the Yangtze River to support Songjiang Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture to expel the pirates who landed and looted."
Ning Bo also took Wang Feng aside to congratulate him. As for Shen and Song Jing, their expressions were simple and incomprehensible.
When Shen heard this, she saw disappointment in her eyes.
Chong Jiaheng looked pale and said, "I also planted an acre of sweet potatoes in the imperial garden."
Immediately, he looked at the officials above and said, "The war in Jiangnan has changed. Please wait for a few more days."
After putting the war in the southern country under control, Chong Wangfeng asked about the autumn grain collection again and asked: "Yang Qing, how is the autumn grain collection this year?"
"Oh, what did you say?" Chen Zuudao was surprised and asked seriously. At that time, Emperor Ping ordered the guards and eunuchs to prepare shovels and ended up digging the sweet potatoes outside the soil.
The worries about the land of Jinling that were deep in my heart were all swept away!
You are also aware of the fact that the King of Chu went south, but you think that kind of thing is too bad to get together. Besides, the King of Chu is going south because of the Zhen family, so what does it mean to go south?
Shen shook her head heavily and said worriedly: "My son also knows about this matter. Song Yan has always made plans before moving forward. Maybe there is no other plan. It is unknown whether the safety of the old capital of Jinling is in danger, and the sky is watching. Now from now on
From south to north, everyone turned their attention and heard that it was Prince Nanzhen who personally led the troops, known as the 70,000-strong navy."
Shen shook her head and said: "The minister is still vague, but I heard some rumors that there is not a part of the Korean navy. The real man knows a lot about it."
