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Chapter 625 Harvest (For General Jiu)
With a clang, the official kiln green glaze 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 chief internal officer, who was hunched over in surprise: "How many more stones?"
Manager Zhou carefully looked at the letter in his hand: "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, full of disbelief: "The yield per mu is about 20 shi, is this still food? Could it be a mistake in checking? 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 stood up and walked to a drawer and took out a piece of rice paper: "The yield per mu is ten stones, and its name is 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 old and confused. Naturally, he sneered at the sweet potato yield of ten stones per mu recorded in the letter and didn't care at all. .
"Old Zhou!"
"I'm here, my Majesty. What are your orders?"
"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. Spies never hit the target without targets. 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 small mistakes, then it is true!"
"Your Majesty, this is auspiciousness. The yield of twenty dan per mu, and the highest is nearly thirty dan, 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, and Baixin will never starve to death in Dalong." Now, the overflowing of the national treasury and granaries 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 the Ministry of Hubu, the Minister of the Ministry of War, and the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel are waiting outside the Meridian Gate to arrange a carriage for me to go to Tongyuan County! "
"Yes, I will make arrangements now!"
After 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 inside.
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'm young, what will the prince do after he succeeds to the throne if he is granted the title of Duke? He's only twenty years old! Oh my god, emperors in the past dynasties have sought good ministers to govern the world, but they couldn't find them. When I got them, I felt panicked! If I don't grant the title, I won't be able to convince the public. .”
The emperor, who had pondered for a long time, still hesitated to write!
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 can convince the public without losing any control.
It would be impossible not to seal him, but if he seals him, he would be afraid that he would not be able to seal him in the future, which would 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 to their original places, then sat 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 dear 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 how Ran'er is doing. 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 want to save 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 said coquettishly: "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: "Wait until you return from Tongyuan County and visit Zong Zheng, the ancestral official, to the palace!"
"Yes, I remember this!"
After half a stick of incense, five luxurious carriages slowly drove towards Tongyuan County!
"Be careful not to damage the sweet potatoes with your hoe or plow, otherwise they will break after a short time!"
Like a small landowner, Yinger directs the villagers of Dashi Village in Tongyuan County to carefully harvest 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 sweet potatoes and harvesting sweet potatoes, they were really not as good as this little girl Ying'er.
There is no way, although Ying'er is young, her experience in growing sweet potatoes is beyond their comparison. 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, the young master has told me!"
Ying'er looked at the sweet potato in her hand with a heartbroken expression: "Oh, it can get bigger if it takes a while, but time waits for no one!"
"Little girl, isn't twenty-eight stones the most fruitful time?"
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