After King Teng received the order, he was in a state of confusion. Even when the angel said goodbye, he didn't get up to see him off.
Li Ji and his son jointly recommended him, and the newly unemployed King Teng inexplicably ushered in the second spring of his career.
What sweet potatoes are, Prince Teng has also heard of.
There are rumors in both the government and the public that this product is highly productive, with a yield per mu of up to five thousand kilograms. If it is popularized throughout the world, the people will no longer have to worry about famine, and they will be able to survive even in disaster years.
But Prince Teng didn't believe it at all. In his opinion, the yield of any kind of grain per mu could not be five thousand kilograms. This figure was too ridiculous.
Originally expecting to watch the excitement, he quietly waited to see Li Qinzai's jokes, but today the emperor's decree appointed him as a farmer, and King Teng was suddenly confused.
After a long silence, Prince Teng showed a complicated look on his face and murmured: "It's so bullying, you and your whole family are going to fight together!"
His expression was a bit distorted, and the muscles on Prince Teng's face twitched unconsciously. It was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing.
The good news is that after Bingzhou Road Administration, the emperor gave him another errand. This time the errand was more important than Bingzhou Road Administration. It can be said that King Teng has officially made his debut in the court.
If the sweet potato yield per acre is really amazing, Prince Teng could even leave his name in the history and be famous for eternity.
The bad news is that this job was recommended by the Li family, and he also had to work with that little ruffian Li Qinzai. The imperial edict clearly stated that Prince Teng played an assistant role, and he was responsible for assisting Li Qinzai in promoting sweet potato grain seeds.
Prince Teng was reluctant to serve as a deputy to the little ruffian.
However, does he dare to disobey the emperor's will? The emperor gives you face, how dare you not keep it?
"Take it, just treat it like a dog bites you!" Prince Teng gritted his teeth secretly, with an expression on his face like an old prostitute who had to compromise her life and had to accept customers.
King Teng also knew why Li Ji and his son were jointly recommended.
The British government was openly showing favor to him, and its purpose was naturally the Lord of Jinxiang County.
Ha, is this king so easily moved by a small favor? Do you want to sell your daughter for glory just for a job?
Thinking too much.
He turned around and was about to go back to the house when his servants came to report that Li Qinzai, the Marquis of Weinan County, had come to visit and was waiting outside the palace gate.
Prince Teng was stunned for a moment, and then he became furious: "How dare this fool come to my palace? He is looking for death!"
"Send an order to the Royal Guards to drive away that jerk!"
The servant was stunned for a moment and said in panic: "Your Highness, Marquis Li seems to have brought a gift, saying it was for compensation..."
Prince Teng was silent for a moment, trying to suppress the anger in his heart.
Although he is a bad guest, he is still visiting according to the courtesy. There is no reason for a host to beat a guest, and the reputation of the palace will be even worse when word spreads out.
"Let him get out!" King Teng said coldly.
A moment later, Li Qinzai and Shi Shiran, dressed in rich clothes, stepped into the side door of the palace and entered with hands behind their hands and chest raised.
Seeing the frosty King Teng in the courtyard, Li Qinzai showed a smile on his face and hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I pay homage to His Highness King Teng. After not seeing him for a day, His Highness became more handsome, his face was even more rosy, and his brows were filled with joy. …”
Before he finished speaking, Li Qinzai suddenly paused, sniffed his nose vigorously, and said, "What does it smell like? Your house roasted mutton today? Your Highness, it's burnt..."
Prince Teng was still suppressing the fire, but he became furious when he heard this: "Don't you know what the smell is? You set the fire that day, and the palace is still dealing with the aftermath. The smell of burning inside and outside the palace lingers for a long time. I feel like I'm on the stove every day. It was used as an elixir!"
Li Qinzai was startled for a moment, then showed a sarcastic expression, and tried his best to go back to smooth things over: "The burnt smell... actually it's quite good once you get used to it. More than a thousand years later, there was a thing called 'coffee', and the world liked it. It’s that burnt smell that’s so addictive…”
Prince Teng said with a cold face: "Well said, since the Marquis of Li County likes to smell the burnt smell, I wonder if you would like to let me go to your British Duke's mansion to set fire to it?"
Li Qinzai smiled generously: "Of course I am willing. Even if His Highness sets fire to it, I will not complain at all. Really, I have long disliked the Duke's Mansion. I had made the ambition to burn the Duke's Mansion back then, but Grandpa didn't care. , I have never succeeded..."
Prince Teng's face turned pale and he took a deep breath.
What the hell, it's actually a piece of meat on a hob... He is indeed a ruffian who is not stingy. Marrying his daughter is not only a pit of fire, but also the Eight Diagrams Furnace of the Supreme Lord. She will be refined into elixirs as soon as she enters the door.
Li Qinzai was too embarrassed to mention the burning smell of the palace again, so he waved, and Liu Asi and others entered the door carrying loads of gifts.
"There was a misunderstanding the day before yesterday, and it was your fault that your house suffered such an unprovoked disaster. I have already examined myself three times. Not only did I admit my mistake, but I also took on the responsibility of making compensation. This is a mere gift, which is disrespectful. Please accept it, and Forgive me for the offence.”
Prince Teng subconsciously glanced at the piles of gifts, and then couldn't help but stretch out his hand.
There was no way, Prince Teng had been poor, and after he met Li Qinzai, he became very poor. For a whole year, his daughter was reluctant to make a new dress, and he was even more embarrassed, so that he had to raise a child that year. It has become a habit. When I see something related to money, I always find it difficult to reach out.
As soon as his hand touched the gift basket, Li Qinzai next to him said abruptly: "Your Highness touched my gift and regarded it as a betrothal gift from me..."
King Teng was shocked and shrank back as if his hand had been burned. He was shocked and angry and said: "Li Qinzai!"
Li Qinzai hurriedly laughed and said: "Joke, joke, His Highness is a person who is both elegant and funny, why can't you even hear the joke? These are all the officials who compensated for the losses of your house, a little bit of care..."
Prince Teng's face softened a little, and he looked at the gift pole again, only to see a Li family member holding an iron cage in his hand, and there was a majestic fighting cock in the cage.
Prince Teng's eyes lit up: "This is..."
Li Qinzai smiled and said: "This is also a little gift for Your Highness. I bought it from the Western Market with a lot of money. It is said that it is called the 'Golden Feather and Flower-backed General'. It has never been defeated in the cockfighting field. Your Highness looks like it." You know, it must taste very good."
"Ah, huh?"
Li Qinzai said without changing his expression: "Slip of the tongue, your grades must be very good."
Prince Teng looked happy, but quickly returned to his frosty look.
Although he still hates this little ruffian,... the gift given by the little ruffian is innocent, and this golden-feathered and flower-backed general is obviously very suitable for him.
Prince Teng was a man with a clear sense of grudges and grudges. He would never do anything like hating a house or a bird. He could just hate people. Chickens are pure.
His eyes turned and landed on a sandalwood box.
Li Qinzai followed his gaze and opened the box. Inside was a pair of mahjong tiles crafted from white jade.
"Your Highness must have heard of 'Mahjong', right? I created it with my hands. If Your Highness doesn't give up, Your Highness is willing to teach His Majesty how to play. Your Highness will now have another entertainment. As long as you play Jing, keep your highness in charge of killing all directions, and earn a lot of money every day."
