"Your Majesty, Feng Jing, see you!"
When the moon was at its peak, Liu Deng specially sent a carriage to pick up Feng Jing.
But what surprised Liu Deng was that Feng Jing actually wore an official uniform today. This made Liu Deng a little confused. What the hell was this guy doing today? Why did he still wear an official uniform when he was clearly told that he was here for a banquet? Come over.
"Master Feng, please wake up quickly. You have worked hard all the way. This matter in Yanmen is thanks to you. This time, I have seen what it means to be a good minister in governing the country!"
Although he had some doubts in his heart, Liu Deng still did not say it clearly. After all, it is normal for a great talent like Feng Jing to act a little erratically.
"Your Majesty is so complimentary. Your Majesty is hosting a banquet in the palace today for me to cleanse myself from the wind and dust. This is my honor. However, I have some things that I don't want to say out loud. Please give me a chance to speak!"
Feng Jing took a deep breath, then bowed his head to Liu Deng to the ground.
"Master Feng, what are you doing? Just tell me what you have to say!"
Seeing Feng Jing's serious look, Liu Deng was confused for a while. Did he do something wrong again to make Feng Jing angry? If you think about it carefully, there seems to be nothing special about what happened recently...
"Your Majesty, I know that you have a kind heart, but I really cannot agree with what your Majesty has done recently!"
When Feng Jing opened his mouth, Liu Deng's heart skipped a beat. What had he done? It can make Feng Jing look serious all of a sudden.
"I am all ears, and I would like to ask Mr. Feng to tell you in detail!"
"Thank you, Your Majesty. Although your recent policies have allowed the common people to earn copper coins, business among the people is becoming more and more popular. If things continue like this, everyone will do business and work, and who will grow food?" What? We, the Han people, built our country on agriculture. If we don’t have enough food in our hands, what can we do no matter how much money we have?"
When Feng Jing said this, he cupped his hands towards Liu Deng again and refused to get up for a long time.
After hearing what he said, Liu Deng finally understood. After talking for a long time, Feng Jing walked around the city and found that the people had gone to work, so he came to do this for him?
"Master Feng, you are worrying too much about this! I think it's better to do this. Let's not mention these things tonight. I will take you somewhere early tomorrow morning and you will understand!"
Whether it was sweet potatoes or corn, Liu Deng had no intention of hiding it from Feng Jing. After all, Feng Jing was his first choice to be the Prime Minister of the country.
Since we are entrusted with an important task, of course we should be open and honest.
"Your Majesty, although our country has won several victorious battles in succession, the consumption of food and grass in this treasury is becoming increasingly serious. Now the seven major vassal states are boycotting and not allowing a single grain of food to flow in. If our country does not cause more trouble on behalf of the king, If I take it seriously, I’m afraid that when I wait until next spring, the tragedy of exchanging children and eating them will happen!”
While Feng Jing was speaking, he actually knelt on the ground and burst into tears as he spoke. Liu Deng was really depressed now.
I finally prepared to treat someone to a meal, but they were so disrespectful...
"Master Feng, get up first. This matter is really not as serious as you think. Since you insist so much, we might as well go and take a look now!"
As he spoke, Liu Deng stood up, came to Feng Jing's side, stretched out his hand to help him up, and then ordered people to prepare the carriage.
"Your Majesty!"
"Okay Master Feng, let's wait until we finish reading. If you still insist on your opinion after we finish reading, how about I immediately revise the recent decree according to your opinion?"
Feng Jing wanted to say something more, but Liu Deng interrupted him directly. After all, there was a gap of more than 2,000 years of experience. No matter what Liu Deng said at this time, Feng Jing couldn't listen.
Even if industrialization is so developed in later generations, the whole country does not say that everyone will be a worker, let alone now!
Even if they want to go, there must be so many employment opportunities for them!
Let’s talk about business. This kind of thing actually requires some talent.
And not everyone will choose this path. The commercial atmosphere in later generations is so strong, but there are still countless people who choose to stay in their hometowns and become farmers.
It doesn't matter who is right or wrong in this kind of thing. Liu Deng believes that after Feng Jing sees the terrifying yield of sweet potatoes, he will no longer be bothered with him here.
"Does your Majesty really mean what he says?"
"I always keep my word, let's go, let's eat while walking on the road!"
Liu Deng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had been busy all day and finally managed to have a good meal, but who knew that Feng Jing would do this again.
Fortunately, Du Ziteng was very considerate and found Liu Deng's four-wheeled carriage. Compared with the ordinary two-wheeled carriage, this continuously improved four-wheeled carriage is now very popular. The prototype of.
The huge space in the carriage is almost twice that of an ordinary two-wheeled carriage.
Not to mention the two of them sitting here, even if there were two more people sitting inside, it didn't feel crowded at all.
When the carriage stopped, Feng Jing suddenly found that he had arrived in front of a huge warehouse.
Although it was desolate all around, there were countless soldiers patrolling back and forth.
"Your Majesty, where is this place?"
Feng Jing asked curiously.
"Open!"
Liu Deng did not answer his question, but waved his hand lightly, ordered the soldier guarding the door to open the door, and then walked in with Feng Jing.
"Master Feng, do you know what the current highest yield per mu of grain in our Han Dynasty is?"
While the soldier was opening the door, Liu Deng asked with a smile.
"This is not very clear, but according to the statistics over the years, the yield per mu is about three stones. If the land is irrigated, the yield may be higher, but it will never exceed five stones!"
In any case, Feng Jing was an important official in the imperial court after all, so he knew these data very well.
"Then if I tell Mr. Feng that the grain yield per acre in this world is five hundred shi, would you believe it, Mr. Feng?"
Liu Deng suddenly turned his head, looked at Feng Jing seriously and asked.
"How much did your Majesty just say?"
Feng Jing took out his ears hard and didn't believe his ears.
"The yield per mu is five hundred shi!"
Liu Deng smiled and repeated again.
"This is impossible, Your Majesty. Who is this monster trying to deceive Your Majesty? Your Majesty, please take this person to prison as soon as possible. This monster's words are absolutely unbelievable. How can there be food with an output of 500 shi per acre in this world? Even on the grassland The horse grass on the bed cannot even cost five hundred dan!"
Feng Jing's eyes suddenly widened and he said to Liu Deng seriously.
"What if it is true?"
