"What?"
"The benefit lies in Qianqiu?"
"General Zhao doesn't dare to talk nonsense."
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty were suddenly shocked.
Many people sneered and looked at Zhao Jingyun.
Emperor Wu was also confused. He looked at Zhao Jingyun suspiciously and said, "What do you think Aiqing said?"
"Sister Chen gave me a letter. It was recorded in the letter that King You Wang Li Zhao summoned hundreds of craftsmen to brainstorm and created a new type of agricultural tool and threshing machine." She held up the letter and drawings with both hands and said: "My sister also painted on it. It’s exactly the scene of Jiaozhou’s autumn harvest.”
The atmosphere in the court became strange.
"General Zhao, this doesn't seem to have anything to do with benefiting the country and the people, right?" The eighth prince Li Qing stared at Zhao Jingyun with burning eyes and said: "Besides, Lao Jiu used that threshing machine to sell it for a sky-high price of 30,000 yuan, why? To benefit the country and the people?"
Zhao Jingyun didn't even look at the Eighth Prince. Under everyone's gaze, he said calmly: "Your Majesty, let's not worry about the 30,000 yuan for now. Let's take a look at the threshing machine first."
Zhao Jingyun turned around, looked at Fan Qiuli, the Minister of Household Affairs who had been silent, and said, "May I ask, Lord Minister, is the treasury of our Kingdom of Wu still full?"
Fan Qiuli, who seemed to be dozing off, suddenly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and his fur suddenly exploded.
This family surnamed Zhao is not a good person. It is obvious that our household department is almost dying of poverty. Which pot do you want but not opened?
Fan Qiuli said with a dark face, "Not bad!"
He can't slap all the princes in the court. If the treasury is extremely poor, he will be everyone's enemy.
"Then let me ask you, Lord Shangshu, how will the harvest of our Kingdom of Wu be in one year?"
"Except for paying due taxes, the people barely have enough to eat!" Fan Qiuli still told the truth.
"That is to say, we ordinary people in the Wu Kingdom actually only plant one season of rice a year, right?" Zhao Jingyun spoke again.
Many people are becoming more and more confused. Why is Zhao Jingyun talking about this?
Isn’t it normal to plant one season a year?
It takes five months for rice to be harvested!
Fan Qiuli figured something was wrong, stared at Zhao Jingyun and said, "What does General Zhao mean?"
"I mean, with this threshing machine, the people of Wu Kingdom can plant two crops a year!"
These words were like a bomb dropped on a calm lake, causing a storm.
Fan Qiuli was shocked, like a cat that saw a mouse, and his eyes turned red.
The generals who were standing as if they were dozing off suddenly looked over as if they suddenly woke up.
That way, it was like looking at the enemy who killed his father.
The cold and murderous aura suddenly spread throughout the Tai Chi Hall.
After a brief period of confusion, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty suddenly exploded.
"This is impossible?"
"Nonsense!"
“How can a mere farm tool change the laws of nature that have existed for thousands of years?”
"General Zhao, are you trying to fool me?"
After Wen Chen came to his senses, he became furious and scolded Zhao Jingyun mercilessly.
Prince Zhao's expression also changed drastically, and he stared at his second daughter, feeling extremely anxious.
Isn't this nonsense?
How could a 30,000-guan threshing machine have such a magical effect?
Therefore, the first reaction of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty was disbelief.
"General Zhao, it is a serious crime to deceive the emperor!"
The court was full of civil and military officials with serious expressions.
This is no joke!
Even these dozing generals are no longer sleepy, which shows how lethal Zhao Jingyun can be if he throws it out.
Emperor Wu frowned, took Zhao Jingyun's letter and drawings, and looked at them seriously.
The drawing style is very graceful, and it looks like it was made by a woman.
Zhao Jingru is known as the most talented woman in Kyoto, and she is naturally proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
The pictures she draws are so lifelike and vivid that they seem to come alive on the page.
Emperor Wu looked at this scene of field work as if he was in it. His eyes were finally fixed on the threshing machine in the middle of the field. There was nothing outstanding about this thing.
But this is the first time I’ve seen this threshing method, and it’s really refreshing.
Emperor Wu put down the drawings and looked at Zhao Jingyun. He noticed that the woman looked calm, so he picked up the letter and started reading it.
Gradually, Emperor Wu's expression became weird, and then...he was breathing rapidly!
Seeing Emperor Wu like this, Prince Zhao, General Li, General Cheng, General Qin and others immediately became nervous.
Even Wen Chen held his breath. For some reason, they suddenly had a very bad premonition.
The last time His Majesty showed such an expression was the incident involving ice cubes.
This made Du Jie, Hou Tianyi and other aristocratic families look unhappy.
After Emperor Wu read it, it took him a long time to regain his composure and said, "Master Fan."
"I'm here!" Fan Qiuli stepped forward immediately, staring directly at the letter in Emperor Wu's hand.
All civil and military officials in the dynasty tensed their nerves.
They had a premonition that something big was going to happen.
It doesn't take much thinking to know that something that allows Fan Qiuli to go where he wants to go is definitely a good thing.
Otherwise, Emperor Wu would not give it out easily.
Fan Qiuli took the letter under the gaze of everyone.
The moment he saw the content, Fan Qiuli suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhao Jingyun.
"This...is this the princess's handwriting?"
"Yes!" Zhao Jingyun nodded.
Fan Qiuli hurriedly turned back and said like a madman: "Paper and pen, quick, paper and pen!"
His appearance made everyone feel depressed.
Especially the Eighth Prince, Sixth Prince and the Crown Prince, their expressions became astonished.
Everything was changing so fast that they didn't even have time to react.
All the officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs also came forward one after another, and the rest of the people could only stand blankly, confused about the situation.
"This...how is this possible?"
"It actually shortened the time by half? Doesn't that mean..."
"This is auspicious, auspicious!"
After the Ministry of Household official approached, he laughed like crazy, and then frowned.
Seeing this, many people felt anxious.
What did the princess show them?
Suddenly, Fan Qiuli, the Minister of Revenue, stood up and shouted in a voice as loud as a bell: "Your Majesty!"
His roar scared many people to the point where they almost flew out of their wits on the spot.
All the generals looked over and pricked up their ears.
Emperor Wu also looked at Fan Qiuli extremely nervously and said, "How?"
"It's all true!"
When Emperor Wu heard this, he burst into laughter, swept away the previous gloom, and said: "Okay, okay!"
But the rest were confused.
Emperor Wu waved his hand and said, "Show them the drawings!"
Fan Qiuli handed it over with some reluctance, and immediately said: "Your Majesty, I believe that this is the blessing of our great military power, the blessing of the people, and the blessing of the common people!"
Uh-huh!
The civil servants all stared at Fan Qiuli. What on earth could make you say such unkind words to Bilian?
If a farm tool can harvest 30,000 yuan, can it be said to be a blessing to the people?
Are you trying to deceive our ignorant people?
"Your Majesty..." Du Jie stood up and said in a deep voice: "King You is using this thing to make money..."
"Du Shangshu!" Fan Qiuli, Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance, turned into a mad dog again, shouted fiercely, suppressed the noise in the hall, and said: "You dare to slander King You? Do you really think that I am dead?"
Du Jie: "???"
General: "???"
Wenchen: "..."
