Don’t underestimate sweet potatoes.
Because many times, four taels can move a thousand pounds.
May 29th is also the second day of the Second Prince's birthday. Even though he drank a lot during his birthday party, he still consciously got up early today.
The second prince is no longer the little meatball who clings to the bed, he has become a little revolutionary warrior who dances to the sound of chickens. Cen Xijin, on the other hand, is lazy about eating and doing nothing every day. He is too lazy to even get out of bed. The more he lives, the more he goes back.
"Hey, don't move, don't move! Can you please be gentle? It's like this every day. It's really annoying!" Cen Xijin looked up sleepily with a bitter face, then muttered and got into bed. . There was no way, they were already crowded on the same couch, and the second prince made too much noise. He would wake her up every time he got up early, so she had to give him a few words in a daze before getting into bed and going back to sleep. Sleep.
"Okay, okay, you sleep, take your time." The second prince nodded and bent down to tuck in the quilt. If others saw this scene, they would definitely say that he was his wife's slave!
After calming down the new generation of bedridden professionals who were in a state of panic with a smile, the second prince finished dressing himself and walked to the front yard of the Jianxian Hall with his chest held high. Facing the moist morning dew, he waited for the guests of the Weiyang Palace with a smile on his face. 's arrival
Today, he was not going to attend classes at Guozixue.
He believed that his remarks yesterday about "saving the country with sweet potatoes" would definitely touch his father's heart.
Emperor Zhengxing did not do very well as a husband, father, son, and brother, but as an emperor, he would definitely not be able to get a perfect score, but his overall quality was still above the passing line.
After all, no matter who becomes the emperor, they all hope that the throne of the Nine-Fifth Emperor can sit a little more securely and for a little longer.
If the people are uneasy, the country will be unstable.
The second prince analyzed it with his own mentality. He felt that Emperor Zhengxing would never give up the people, land and wealth in Jiangsu and Zhejiang to others.
Therefore, the idea of "saving the country with sweet potatoes" has a more current selling point, and at least it can allow him to show his face in front of his father. In the past two years, Emperor Zhengxing created the seventh prince Mu Yunduo and the eighth prince Mu Yun. Shuo——There are so many sons of my father.
As for Emperor Zhengxing, it's not like he didn't put nails in the Jianxian Hall. The sonorous words of the second prince last night had already been reported to him word for word.
"Zheng'er, he is indeed my son, her son..."
He pondered, stopped writing, and sighed evenly, but he couldn't write a single word on the paper.
In the past two years, he had dreamed of that stubborn woman with stunning looks almost every night, the one who cried for him, laughed for him, became jealous for him, and solved his problems for him.
But he was afraid that he would never find such a person again in his life.
She truly regarded him as her husband and wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. However, when she was alive, he only used her as a tool to fight for power with others. When he lost her, he suddenly realized that she was his most important person. Beloved person.
What is gained will naturally not be cherished, but what is lost can be engraved in the heart forever.
This is the saddest thing in the world.
He did hate her, but when she turned into a handful of loess, all his hatred disappeared in an instant.
Only love stayed in his heart.
Over the years, Emperor Zhengxing missed Empress Zhuang Xi crazily, and he was much tolerant of his and Empress Zhuang Xi's son.
Emperor Zhengxing summoned the second prince in the small study room of Weiyang Palace with emotion.
Although the small study room in Weiyang Palace is named "small", it is a symbol of supreme power and cannot be entered by anyone. If it weren't for his most close and trusted favorites and eunuchs, he would have been dragged down and killed by the imperial guards as soon as he crossed the threshold.
When the second prince stepped into the small study room of Weiyang Palace, he felt even more mixed emotions.
When he was very young, his mother often brought him here to play. At that time, his father loved him very much.
But after a few years, his father didn't like to see him very much, and his mother didn't like to smile. She always stayed in the Lama Temple and stared into the distance, cursing viciously and lamenting sadly.
After a few years older, he became an ordinary prince. Not only did he anger his father, he also lost his mother.
And now, he is here again.
This time, he had no intention of leaving.
The incense was burning quietly in the small study. It was a bit stuffy at first, but after getting used to it, I felt that the mourning platform was clear and bright, and I felt more comfortable physically and mentally.
The second prince calmed down and greeted him politely: "My son, I have met my father."
Emperor Zhengxing greeted him lovingly: "Zheng'er, come here and come closer!"
"Yes, Father." The second prince obeyed the instructions honestly. He looked up and saw that Emperor Zhengxing's eyes were covered with red threads. He was clearly a man in his prime, but there were dozens of obvious silver threads on his bun.
Father, is he starting to get old too?
Emperor Zhengxing looked at his thin and handsome son carefully and said with emotion: "Zheng'er, do you like the Thousand-Character Essay that your father gave you?"
It turned out that his Zheng'er, his and her Zheng'er, had grown so tall. By the way, how many years have it been since he and Zheng'er were alone together like this?
It seems like it has been many, many years.
The second prince sniffed, with deep admiration in his eyes, and he said nostalgically: "My son, I would like to express my gratitude to my father. Although I have already read the Thousand-Character Essay by heart, but It’s rare that this one was excerpted by my father himself. I still remember when I was a child, sitting on my father’s lap and reading the Thousand-Character Classic.”
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast, the sun and the moon are waxing and waning, the stars are arranged, the cold comes and the summer comes, the autumn harvests and the winter hides..." Emperor Zhengxing murmured to himself with tears in his eyes, and suddenly he laughed again, "I Remember, at that time, when you saw this sentence, you would stagger around and couldn't sit still, and kept shouting that you wanted to eat cakes."
The second prince pursed his lips, and then buried his head deeply: "It's hard, it's hard for my father to still remember this."
Seeing the deeply moved look on the second prince's face, Emperor Zhengxing felt more and more that he was the most loving father in the world, and he smiled helplessly: "How could I not remember! By the way, it was your tenth birthday yesterday. , are you satisfied with the job?"
"My father took the trouble to ask the imperial concubine and aunt to set aside the rule for half a year, and the people in Erchen's palace naturally did a good job. However, Erchen felt that it seemed a bit too extravagant. The people of Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Suzhou and Hangzhou are still in dire straits... "The second prince stopped talking mid-sentence. He just sighed with a sad look on his face. Nonsense, he has to leave room for people's imagination, right?
However, the two of them had been playing the emotional card like Tai Chi for so long, and finally got to the point.
"You are my only legitimate son. Your tenth birthday is not a trivial matter. Even if you have a birthday party, people outside would not dare to say anything. But those Japanese pirates really bother me." Emperor Zhengxing pressed his thumbs against his temples and rubbed them. The Japanese pirates made such a fuss that he didn't even care about the harem for many days. He just kept reviewing the papers every night and watched the fierce fighting on the southeast coast from a distance through a few words.
Fortunately, he was an emperor who was born from blood. The battle against the Japanese actually gave rise to a regret that he could not be on the battlefield.
He had imagined countless times that if he were the one leading the troops in the war, what tactics would he use to defeat the Japanese pirates?
He summoned the second prince here because he also wanted to hear his opinion.
"Zheng'er, do you have any thoughts on this matter?" Emperor Zhengxing looked at him eagerly. He very much hoped that his son would give him a huge surprise.
The second prince replied sternly: "Father, I am grateful to you. Among the Japanese pirates, the ronin warriors of Yamato are the ones with strong wills, and the Folanji pirates are the ones with strong firearms. But in fact, these two types are not as good as those of us who defected to Dali." Fishermen and pirates are so difficult to deal with. It is easy to deal with outsiders, as long as you are determined to be stronger than them, and the firearms are stronger than them. But those fishermen are our own people, their willpower is weak, and their weapons are old and dilapidated, so it is easy for them to die. But, Father, have you ever thought about what will happen after you die?"
You know, how many fishermen and pirates along the coast were forced to go to the Japanese pirates because they had no food to eat, and many of them even took their families with them. There are also some fellow villagers who actually set up a mountain to burn incense. It means to be regarded as the King of the Sea. This kind of rebellion is just for people who want to eat. We can't push it for the time being. Maybe they will take some time to sneak back to their hometown and form a few alliances!
Emperor Zhengxing was not a fool: "You mean...recruitment?"
"Father is wise, and we can recruit people this way, and then we can slowly plan for it." First, fight for the people first, then get them over. Once the war is over, you can find any reason to use the knife.
What a little surprise!
Emperor Zhengxing smiled and nodded, and then talked eloquently: "Actually, how could I not know that officials are greedy for money and wages? They are still the same old tricks, and the fun is old-fashioned. However, just because of these corrupt officials, Only then can the forces of all parties maintain a temporary balance and be more useful to me. The way for officials to protect each other has existed since ancient times. If you really want to use the knife, I'm afraid it will involve a lot of trouble, let's just say Xiao Dezi, he is like this I'm afraid I'll lose a golden mountain in a few decades, and I'll pass by just turning a blind eye! Remember, if the water is clear, there will be no fish! Of course, everything must be done in a measure."
The second prince also flattered him: "My father is so smart! Compared with my father, my son is really just a stupid and ignorant three-year-old naughty boy!"
Emperor Zhengxing was very happy to be welcomed. Thinking of the sweet potatoes, he smiled and asked: "I heard from the palace people that you and the people in your palace are very interested in agriculture recently!"
"Yes, I found the relics of the previous dynasty's painter Xiu Shiji in the Jianxian Hall. In addition to the books and notes, I also found two wonderful things!" What a wonderful letter of submission!
"Oh? How wonderful?" Emperor Zhengxing pretended not to know anything and asked curiously with his head stretched out.
Sweet potatoes are grown in the palace, but they are still in a trial planting state. The palace people just treat them as rare things, and they are rarely spread among ordinary people outside the palace, let alone promote their cultivation.
There is even less corn, and Cen Xijin came up with the name!
Agriculture is the foundation of the country, and the second prince is very confident in these two crops.
"Sweet potato? And jade... jade what?!"
