Shenjing, Daming Palace, Hanyuan Palace
The majestic and majestic hall is solemn and solemn, and there is silence in the huge palace. Today is another court meeting of the Han Dynasty.
At this moment, three or four days have passed since Jia Heng returned to Jinling. As the impeachment memorial from Jinling was quickly delivered, the anxious situation of the Jiangnan war was once again displayed to the Han ministers.
In the palace, there were many officials from the Han Dynasty, including the Cabinet, the Sixth Ministry, the Military Aircraft Department, and the Censor of Science and Technology. Except for the voice of Shi Jie, the Minister of Military Aircraft, 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, Uncle Yongning returned to Jinling three days ago to arrange defense, but now there are no new military reports."
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 of Chen 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, the coastal counties of Songjiang Prefecture and Taicang Prefecture 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.
As Yan Ye spoke first, all the ministers in the palace started talking.
Cen Weishan, the minister of punishment, held a wat board and went out to report: "As far as I know, the navy of Tongzhou to defend the port was only deployed at Haimen and did not dare to go out to sea to fight the enemy. They sat back and watched the pirates plunder the counties in Taicang and Songjiang Prefecture. I don’t know what the purpose is?”
This did not directly mention the impeachment of Jia Heng, but all the ministers in the court knew it very well, because the Secretary of General Affairs was already full with the memorials of officials from Southern Province impeaching Bo Yongning.
Emperor Chongping looked indifferent, looked at Shi Jie, and asked: "What do you think of Yong Ningbo's memorial?"
Shi Jie said: "Uncle Yongning said that the cavalry troops have been dispatched from the Jiangnan camp to support Songjiang Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture to expel the pirates who landed and looted."
At this time, Pang Shilang, the Minister of Rites, said: "Your Majesty, Yongningbo is sitting in the navy, but he does not dare to fight with the Jurchens. The ministers thought that the current order was to reprimand him!"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the ministers in the hall changed slightly, and they secretly thought, is this party trying to show off?
Shi Jie paused for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Fang Lian, the naval force of the camp in the south and north of the Yangtze River, is dwarfed by the combat strength of the invading North Korean navy. In addition, the bandits are coming fiercely. Uncle Yongning has transferred Denglai, Fuzhou and others. The ground and water divisions are supporting each other, and I think it is inappropriate for the generals and commanders on the front line to adapt to the situation regarding the fighter planes, and it is not appropriate to rush the troops rashly."
When Emperor Chongping heard this, his expression paused and he said, "What do you think?"
"When the navies from the two places arrive, I don't know how many prefectures and counties the bandits have plundered." Pang Shilang said without giving in: "From what I can see, Uncle Yongning can't avoid the battle. He clearly has a timid heart. I heard that the Jurchens came this time with 50,000 naval troops, and the Jiangnan naval division in the Jiangnan camp only had more than 10,000 newly recruited soldiers. Uncle Yongning was worried that he would be defeated in the battle, so he was afraid and refused to move forward."
Emperor Chongping's eyes were unmoved and he looked down at the gloomy-looking ministers below.
Cen Weishan cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, Yongning Bo Lei has received the emperor's favor, but he is afraid to move forward. Please send another good general to the south to supervise the army and fight the enemy invaders."
Because Cen Weishan, the Minister of Punishment, was from Songjiang Prefecture, so you can imagine his anger when he saw that his hometown was suffering from war, and that the navy of Daying in the south and north of the Yangtze River was unable to escape the war.
At this time, some chief censors began to come out one after another to echo Cen Weishan's words.
Emperor Chongping frowned and looked at the cabinet ministers. Yang Guochang, Han Huang, and Zhao Mo all had indifferent expressions, and seemed to be thinking on their faces.
Zhao Yi, the Minister of Rites, frowned and said: "I don't agree with Lord Cen's words. Just over a month ago, the Jurchen army invaded Jiangkou. Uncle Yongning led the Jiangbei camp and Jiangnan camp to severely defeat the intruders. The enemy, why should we be afraid of war?"
Emperor Chongping listened to the chattering ministers below, his eyes fell on a few people in the Military Aircraft Department, and asked: "Military Aircraft Department and Privy Councilor Wen, what do you think?"
At this time, Beijing Wang Shuirong came out of the class, with a respectful look on his handsome face. Chen Zhao said: "Your Majesty, I think that Yong Ningbo's deployment of troops must have a plan. We are far away from the south of the Yangtze River and do not know the details of the war. I thought it was inappropriate to rashly urge troops to advance."
Shi Jie also went out and said: "I think what King Beijing said is very true. The bandits came across the sea and attacked from a long distance. They are as powerful as ferocious beasts and their vigor is at their peak. Now we are holding fast to the city wall and resisting the enemy bandits at Haimen. Wait until they gain momentum." Feeling discouraged, I gathered a few more reinforcements to strike hard, and I thought this was the reason."
Emperor Chongping listened to Shi Jie's words and agreed with Jia Heng and the secret documents sent the same day as the impeachment memorial. He nodded and said: "What Shi Qing said is not unreasonable. Zi Yu always makes plans before he acts. Previously, Jurchen was in He has suffered defeats at his hands, and now is no exception."
He was still anxious, but in view of Jia Heng's past record, the emperor chose to remain patient.
Immediately, he looked at the officials below and said, "The war in Jiangnan has changed. Please wait for a few more days."
When the officials below heard this, they had no choice but to give up.
Yang Guochang's old eyes were darkened, and the emperor obeyed Yongning Boyu's words.
Zhao Mo and Han Huang looked calm, as they had expected this.
After suppressing the war in the southern country first, Emperor Chongping asked about the autumn grain collection again and asked: "Yang Qing, how is the autumn grain collection this year?"
Yang Guochang said: "Your Majesty, all the northern provinces have suffered disasters this year, and there have been floods in the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers, which has affected the grain output to some extent. I wonder whether to purchase another batch of grain for storage in the warehouse."
Emperor Chongping heard this and asked, "Has the autumn grain from Jiangnan been delivered to Beijing?"
"According to the report of Du Jitong, Governor of Water Transport, the grain and grass from the two rivers have been sent to Beijing to provide grain and salary for the Beijing camp and officials." Yang Guochang reported back: "But the frontier army has consumed a batch of grain before. I wonder if it can be used from within We allocated two million taels of silver to purchase grain and rice from the south of the Yangtze River."
Emperor Chongping said: "The last time the frontier army was short of pay, I allocated money from internal funds. How long ago?"
This Yang Guochang once again focused on internal funds.
When Yang Guochang heard this, his heart trembled, and he quickly raised his hands and said: "Go back to the Holy Spirit, that is the arrears of this year's military pay. Because the border army's order has been completed one after another, it is difficult to delay the payment anymore, so the old minister invited me now, and there is a shortage of food in the warehouse. It is related to the problem of feeding millions of people in the capital..."
At the end of the sentence, Emperor Chongping seemed startled by the sudden silence. His voice gradually became inaudible and it was difficult to continue speaking.
Emperor Chongping looked indifferent and said in a deep voice: "Then the Ministry of Internal Affairs will coordinate the deployment first, and the Lianghuai Salt Law will bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, and it has achieved remarkable results."
Due to the heavy rains and floods in Chen Han this year, the reduction of grain production is a big problem. With the cold and hot weather coming in turns over the past few days, the middle-aged emperor also realized the importance of grain. If there is no stable grain reserve, Famine broke out, the land was bare for thousands of miles, and countless people did not have enough to eat and died in the wild.
The common people cannot eat gold and drink silver.
Seeing that Emperor Chongping's tone was not agreeable, Yang Guochang could not continue talking and slowly returned to the train.
At this time, Pang Shilang, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, said: "Your Majesty, I heard from the officials in Henan that Henan's large-scale planting of sweet potatoes this year has affected the normal autumn grain farming. Now everyone is resentful and calls Uncle Yongning the sweet potato uncle."
"Uncle Sweet Potato?" Emperor Chongping heard a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This is indeed like the first time the emperor heard the nickname Jia Heng.
At this moment, all the officials in the palace were looking at Pang Shilang, and some Zhejiang Party officials had strange looks on their faces.
Pang Shilang pondered and said: "Your Majesty, if oranges grow in Huainan, they become tangerines. If oranges grow in Huaibei, they will become tangerines. Those 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 because of people's policies, I listened to Yong Ningbo's words and ignored the reality of the Central Plains. I think it is really ridiculous."
Emperor Chongping looked calm and said, "I also planted an acre of sweet potatoes in the Imperial Garden."
Pang Shilang: "..."
"The sweet potato yield per mu remains to be verified, but now is the time for sweet potato harvest. After the harvest, even if the yield per mu is more than ten dan, it will be much better than rice. This will greatly relieve my big man's pain in recent years. Famine." Emperor Chongping said solemnly.
Pang Shilangdao felt awe-struck after hearing the emperor's words. The emperor had left an excuse for Jia Heng's son in advance.
Emperor Chongping said: "Besides, the sweet potatoes are only transplanted in the prefectures and counties under the jurisdiction of Henan Province. It has not affected the planting of other autumn grain crops in the northern provinces. We will discuss the harvest after the harvest."
Pang Shilang said yes and returned to the train. The officials in the palace became quiet again, but they had a new understanding of how favored Uncle Yongning was.
As the court meeting dispersed, Emperor Chongping left the Hanyuan Hall and walked on the palace road, riding a chariot. The palace walls with red walls and red eaves on both sides passed quickly from left to right.
Emperor Chongping was thinking about state affairs in his heart, and the worry on his calm face did not diminish as he came to Kunning Palace.
In the Kunning Palace, the eunuchs and female officials stood with their hands hanging on the side of the curtains under the beams and pillars. In the hall, sitting on the cloud bed, was a beauty in vermilion and gorgeous palace clothes. Her face was white and rosy, and she was smiling.
Empress Song, accompanied by Concubine Duanrong, was talking to King Wei and Princess Yan Yiliu who came to the palace to pay their respects. In addition, Song Jing's wife Shen and her daughter Song Yan also came to the palace as guests.
A smile overflowed on Empress Song's jade face. She looked at King Wei with eyes as kind as the warm sun, and whispered: "What are you busy with in Beijing these days? You seem to have some leisure time these days."
King Wei said softly: "There are not many affairs in the city. The security in Beijing has improved a lot this year. Following my uncle's advice, some refugees were deported to Chang'an and Wannian counties under their jurisdiction. The security incidents in Beijing have also been reduced." A lot."
Because there is a large resident population in Shenjing City, public security has deteriorated. After taking over the Five Cities Military and Horse Division, King Wei mainly renovated the city appearance of Shenjing City, focusing on the messy problems in the east and west cities of Shenjing. Comprehensive management was carried out.
Including but not limited to the deportation of idle land scoundrels, beggars and food and clothing to their place of origin or the prefectures and counties under Jingzhao Prefecture.
Empress Song frowned and warned: "Some people come to the city to seek a living, so we can't always drive them out. They have no work, so they will inevitably gather in the mountains and forests and take risks. The capital should not force them too much."
King Wei nodded, responded, and said, "I understand."
Wei Princess Yan Yiliu, who was sitting next to Song Jing's wife Shen, was listening to her husband and mother-in-law talking. Her face was combed in a bun with a look of thought, and Jin Chai Bu Yao was even more motionless.
King Wei thought for a while and said in a clear voice: "Queen Mother, I think the war is going on in Jinling, and there have been a lot of rumors about Ziyu in the capital recently."
"Oh, what did you say?" Queen Song was surprised and asked softly.
King Wei said: "Have you not heard about it? In recent days, the Jurchens have colluded with the pirates to invade Jiading, Shanghai and other places to harass the people. Ziyu is sitting in the navy in the southern province, sitting back and watching the Jurchens burning, killing and looting. Some people in the southern province Officials are impeaching Ziyu."
In fact, Jia Heng 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 naturally turned a blind eye.
Under the slender eyebrows of Queen Song, there was doubt in her beautiful eyes with light rose-red eye shadow, and she said softly: "Zi Yu, he may have some deep meaning in doing this, right? It's hard to say what happened in the war. Bar."
King Wei shook his head slightly and said worriedly: "My son and I don't know about this either, but Ziyu has always made plans before he takes action. Maybe he has other plans. However, the safety of the old capital of Jinling has attracted the attention of the world. Now from the south When we arrived in the north, everyone turned their attention and heard that it was the Jurchen Prince personally leading an army, claiming to be a 50,000-strong naval force."
Empress Song listened quietly, her beautiful eyes flashed, and her fair-skinned jade face showed a slight lack of concentration.
Jurchens are less than ten thousand and invincible. She has heard some of them over the years.
Concubine Duanrong and Concubine Shen were also listening. The former's gloomy and cold jade face was full of worry and her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, while the latter was no less generous.
Song Yan raised her little face as white as snow, with eyebrows that resembled Empress Song's, and whispered in Shen's ear: "Mom, aren't the Jurchens in the north?"
"They came here by boat." Shen explained to the little girl in a low voice: "There's a big war going on over there in the south of the Yangtze River."
"Are they all Jurchens?" Queen Song calmed down and asked Wei Wangdao.
King Wei shook his head and said: "I don't know about this son yet, but I heard some rumors that there are some North Korean navy and I don't know how many Jurchens are here."
When Queen Song heard this, she tightened the handkerchief slightly in her slender hands, and there was a look of thoughtfulness in her phoenix eyes.
Concubine Duanrong's cold jade face was covered with worry, and her clear voice sounded like melting ice and snow, and she said softly: "Xianning's last letter said that she has arrived in Jinling. She..."
Empress Song turned around, her pink lips slightly parted, and she said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, sister. Ziyu is in Jinling. I think there will be nothing wrong with him."
It's hard to say anything else. When it comes to fighting, that young man is one of the few young men in the world. During the chaos in Henan, didn't he just tell His Majesty that he could calmly pacify it?
Hmm...why did she think about that time in Henan again?
The King of Wei then said: "There has been a lot of excitement in the city these days. The court should be discussing this matter today. I am thinking that Jinling is in danger, so I plan to go south to share the worries of my father. Brother King Chu We happen to be escorting a batch of ordnance south."
When the southern province was impeaching Jia Heng, the kings were not idle and began to make plans to share Emperor Chongping's worries.
First of all, the King of Chu thought that the previous military arsenal in Nanjing was insufficient due to corruption and it was difficult to supply the Jiangnan camp. Shangshu asked himself to escort a batch of ordnance to Jinling to reward the Southern army.
At the same time, he also euphemistically mentioned going south to visit relatives. After Mrs. Zhen passed away, Princess Chu and the Crown Prince of Chu were in Jiangnan and planned to visit the Zhen family in Jiangnan.
After Emperor Chongping approved it, he hesitated and issued an imperial edict. King Chu then packed up his luggage and rode a horse to Jinling.
"This...it won't be too late to wait until your father comes back." Empress Song said softly, her face slightly graceful.
She also knew about King Chu going south, but she felt that it was not easy to get together. Besides, King Chu was going south because of the Zhen family's affairs, so what was the point of going south?
When King Wei heard this, he saw disappointment in his eyes.
At this moment, the voice of the inner prisoner came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty is here!"
The few people who were talking stood up and looked at the middle-aged emperor who was walking quickly from outside the palace.
"Your Majesty." Empress Song called softly, and immediately, with the sound of jingling rings, the plump and gorgeous beauty was like a peony in full bloom, as charming as a flower, plump and juicy, moving with graceful steps. , walked closer, Emperor Chongping, who was as calm as the abyss, was reflected in his beautiful eyes as smooth as water.
Concubine Duanrong, accompanied by her younger siblings Shen and Song Yan, also got up and went to greet each other.
"Zitong." Emperor Chongping said, glanced at King Wei and Princess Yan Yiliu, and nodded.
"My son, I have met my father." Wei King Chen Ran and Wei Princess Yan Yiliu came forward and saluted.
Emperor Chongping looked at King Wei with a gentler look than before and said, "Get on your feet."
At this time, Imperial Concubine Duanrong and Song Jing's wife Shen also came over to talk, and Emperor Chongping signaled them to excuse themselves.
Empress Song said softly: "Your Majesty, I just heard from Ran'er that something happened in Jinling. My concubine and my sister were worried about Jinyang and Xianning."
Emperor Chongping glanced at Wei Wang Chen Ran and said: "The Jurchens colluded with the pirates and attracted the Korean navy to invade Jinling City. Ziyu returned from Haojing and was in charge of handling matters in Jinling. Nothing else happened. .”
Empress Song frowned and said in surprise: "Has Ziyu's military report been delivered?"
Emperor Chongping frowned and said softly: "The latest military report has not been sent yet."
Seeing Emperor Chongping's worried expression, Empress Song whispered: "Then your Majesty, there is no need to worry too much."
Emperor Chongping said: "I'm not too worried. With Ziyu in charge in the south, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Queen Song: "..."
Emperor Chongping said: "What Ziyu Mishu said is that the Jurchens intend to disrupt our south of the Yangtze River, contain our Han Dynasty, prompt us to use troops in the north, annex the Chahar Mongolian tribe, and threaten our border towns of Taiyuan and Datong. They are deliberately planning this."
When Concubine Duanrong heard this, she was slightly frightened and said, "Your Majesty, doesn't that mean there is also hostility in the north?"
Song Yan thought for a while, then turned to look at her mother, with surprise in her moist eyes.
Empress Song pursed her pink lips and said softly: "What did Ziyu say?"
Emperor Chongping said in a deep voice: "There is currently no movement from the Chahar Mongolian side. The Jurchens may also be paying attention to the battle situation in the southeastern part of our Han Dynasty."
In Jia Heng's secret report to Emperor Chongping, he focused on analyzing the Jurchen strategy, and cited the lessons of the Northern Song Dynasty. He opened Datong and Taiyuan, and the Jurchens no longer had any control.
Queen Song said softly: "We'll make plans later when Ziyu comes over."
Kunning Palace fell into silence.
Emperor Chongping suddenly looked at Dai Quan who was standing aside and said, "It's been a few months, so the sweet potatoes in the Royal Garden should be harvested, right?"
Dai Quan smiled and said: "It seems that we can collect them. I was just about to tell His Majesty that I will pick an auspicious day in the next two days to dig out the sweet potatoes."
Emperor Chongping thought for a while and said: "It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun. It depends on the harvest today. Zitong, come with me to the Imperial Garden to have a look."
If we can really have a yield of tens of shi per mu, or more than ten shi per mu, this year's autumn grain collection will also be relieved. There is a flood in the north.
Seeing Emperor Chongping's interest, everyone got up and followed Emperor Chongping towards the imperial garden.
Royal Garden
The sky and earth below the southwest wall were lush and lush. Emperor Chongping had ordered people to shovel away the original flowers and plants, and planted sweet potatoes, which were as large as one acre, just to facilitate the calculation of the yield per mu.
At this time, Dai Quan ordered the guards and eunuchs to prepare shovels and began to dig up the sweet potatoes in the soil.
Emperor Chongping was sitting on a chair not far away, drinking tea and conversing with Empress Song and Concubine Duanrong.
Empress Song raised her eyes to look at the sky, and said softly: "Your Majesty, it's almost noon. I would like my concubine to have someone come to the imperial kitchen to pass the meal."
Emperor Chongping said: "I'm not hungry yet. You can pass on the food and use it first."
Immediately, he looked at Concubine Duanrong, Mrs. Shen and Song Yan, and said, "Zitong, you will take them to lunch first. I will keep an eye on them here."
Are these sweet potatoes as high-yielding as Ziyu said? What needs to be seen today is that, not to mention the yield of tens of shi per mu, even if the yield is more than ten shi per mu, after the cultivation is promoted, it will greatly benefit the country and the country.
Empress Song said softly: "I am not hungry either, so I will just stay here with Your Majesty."
After saying that, he looked at Concubine Duanrong and said softly: "Where is my sister?"
Concubine Duanrong chuckled and said, "Sister, actually it's not too late. We can have dinner together later."
The others did not leave, but accompanied Emperor Chongping to watch the harvest.
As time passed, the sweet potatoes were dug out of the soil one by one by the guards with shovels, and soon they were piled into a hill in the open space on the side. The guards removed the soil from them, then put them into bags and sent them to the inside. Supervised the scale.
"Here, father-in-law, there is more." A guard pointed at a pile of hay and said.
Dai Quan's fair and prosperous face was covered with sweat at this moment. He smiled and said: "They have all grown up here. Come and dig up this area too."
Judging from the pile of sweet potatoes on the hill just now, the yield of this sweet potato should not be low.
Emperor Chongping saw the sweet potatoes piled up in a hill at this moment, and his cold and thin face also showed joy. He said to Empress Song who was waiting aside: "Zitong, the sweet potatoes highly recommended by Ziyu have indeed yielded a lot. After being cooked, the sweet potatoes are sweet and delicious. One acre of sweet potatoes can feed a family of five for half a year."
King Wei had a look of disbelief on his face, his eyes were fixed on the sweet potatoes, and he was inexplicably shocked.
How did you gain so much?
On the side was Princess Wei Yan Yiliu, with a strange color on her face as beautiful as snow. This princess had a square forehead, broad forehead, fair skin, heroic eyebrows, pink lips slightly parted, and thoughts in her heart.
Can these sweet potatoes have such a high yield?
At this time, Dai Quan held the washed sweet potatoes and smiled as if he were offering a treasure: "Your Majesty, look at this, the others are being weighed."
"It looks quite big." Emperor Chongping looked at Dai Quan's hand and said with a smile.
At this time, the internal prisoner who was weighing and counting in the distance finally totaled the numbers, walked quickly, knelt down, and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, it's thirty-five stone."
Perhaps it was because of the fertile soil of the Imperial Garden that although the yield of sweet potatoes was not as high as that of later generations who often produced 6,700 kilograms per mu after nursery and seed selection, the current yield is quite abundant.
Although Emperor Chongping had expected it, he still felt trembling all over.
Thirty-five stones!
He originally thought that he would be lucky to have more than a dozen dan, but how could he ever think that he would really be able to produce dozens of dan per acre?
These sweet potatoes are so high-yielding that they seem to be a divine gift from God!
Food is the most important thing for the people. In the past dynasties, the people did not have enough to eat, so they rebelled. Now that we have these sweet potatoes, why worry about the Han Dynasty not being popular?
Dai Quan also knelt down and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, God bless this man."
At this moment, Empress Song also looked happy. Her cheeks, which were as white as snow, showed a bright red color due to her excitement, and said, "I congratulate Your Majesty."
Concubine Duanrong's pure and beautiful face also showed surprise, and she said softly: "Your Majesty, these sweet potatoes are indeed very productive."
Mrs. Shen also took Song Yan aside to congratulate her. As for King Wei and Yan Yiliu, their expressions were complicated and incomprehensible.
The yield per mu is more than ten dan. Anyone with a normal mind will know the significance of this to the country.
The word "Sheji" means the god of earth and grain, which can be said to be the foundation of a country.
Emperor Chongping tried his best to keep his voice calm, trembling with excitement, and said with a chuckle: "Zi Yu said that the yield of sweet potatoes is tens of dan per mu. Earlier, those courtiers said that Zi Yu was not familiar with farming, and said that it would be harmful to the promotion of sweet potatoes in Henan. Farming, now we can produce dozens of dan of sweet potatoes per acre, so my big man will no longer have to worry about famine, and all his internal worries will be eliminated.”
The yield per acre is dozens of dan. Once he has this thing, at least civil unrest like that in Henan will never happen again. He, a big man, will concentrate on dealing with foreign troubles and no longer have to worry about the constraints of civil unrest.
This is a great contribution to the continuation of Guo Zuo!
The worries about the land of Jinling that were deep in my heart were all swept away!
At this time, Dai Quan smiled and said jokingly: "Your Majesty, I heard that many prefectures and counties in Henan have planted sweet potatoes this year. Uncle Yongning said before that this plant is the most drought-resistant. I think this year will also be a good harvest year."
In fact, as Dai Quan said, the whole of Henan and other places are now in great joy, and Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, is drafting a memorial to report the good news to the court.
Peng Ye, the chief envoy of Henan Province, had previously vigorously promoted sweet potatoes in Henan counties in order to deliberately disgust Jia Heng, and indulged county officials to spread the word "Sweet Potato Boy".
Emperor Chongping said: "Dai Quan, go tell the cabinet about this and select some sweet potatoes to send to the cabinet and the six ministries."
With that said, after Dai Quan accepted the order, he said in a quiet voice: "Send more to Pang Shilang, the Minister of Household Affairs."
Yang Guochang is old, and his people only compete for power and gain, ignoring national affairs.
(End of chapter)
