"Grandpa Huang, just ask, my grandson would never dare to hide it."
Zhu Yunzhen was shocked.
I became nervous for no reason.
Lao Zhu has always had such a temperament, and often comes to test things at the most critical moments.
It's not easy to get along with his old man.
Zhu Yunxuan knew that this was a habit Lao Zhu had developed for a long time.
Lao Zhu is also old, and his habits will no longer change.
What's more, this is also Lao Zhu's trump card.
He was able to rise up among many rebels in a turbulent era and have the last laugh in brutal military and political struggles. This trump card definitely played a great role.
"Is the yield of the sweet potato you presented to us really that high? Can it really produce 2,500 kilograms of land per acre?"
Are you actually asking this?
Zhu Yunxian was shocked.
He was already prepared to have his mind tortured, but the question was completely different from what he thought.
"Grandpa Huang, how could my grandson lie to you? The sweet potato yield per acre is definitely 2,500 kilograms, just a lot more."
"You haven't planted it before, how can you be sure?" Lao Zhu stared at him with piercing eyes: "You only heard about it, how can you be so sure?"
"The law of the Ming Dynasty requires three people to make a sacrifice." Zhu Yunxuan knew that one day Lao Zhu would ask about this matter again, and he had already thought of a way to deal with it.
"Why can three people make a confession? Because one person can lie, two people can collude, but it is difficult for three people to conspire."
"Even if there is something illegal, it is easy to expose one's flaws in court when forced to do so by threats and punishments. If one is suspicious of others' confessions, one must not dare to commit fraud."
"The sweet potato thing is not a trivial matter. After Zhuo'er heard about it, he inquired many times. Seven or eight people who knew about it all said so. It is absolutely correct."
Lao Zhu's eyes flickered, and suddenly he smiled brightly and said: "Okay!"
The voice of this conversation was extremely low.
The civil and military officials under the high platform were all far apart, so no one could hear them.
next moment.
A majestic and loud voice came out from Lao Zhu's mouth.
"Japanese pirates invaded our southeast, occupied Songjiang Prefecture, and killed my people. Fortunately, Taisun led the troops to go out. He traveled thousands of miles, rode waves to attack the enemy, and wiped out the Japanese pirates. The Japanese invaders in the southeast will be determined in one day."
"Today, Fu'er returns to the court. All the officials are here. There happens to be a great happy event. I hope you will witness it with us."
All the officials looked puzzled.
I don’t know what other happy events there are.
Lao Zhu waved his hand and said: "Everyone, please come with us."
After saying that, he turned around, took Zhu Yunxuan's hand, and walked straight into the depths of the palace.
The officials couldn't understand and hurriedly followed.
Soon, we walked to the sweet potato field in the palace.
"The name of this thing is sweet potato. It was given by the old god Xuer Deyu. It descended from the heaven. It was a sacred object given to the Ming Dynasty by Xuer, the true king of blessings and saints."
Lao Zhu had a solemn look on his face, and his voice was as majestic and powerful as a dragon.
The corners of Zhu Yunxuan's mouth twitched slightly.
The origin of sweet potato has changed so inexplicably?
It obviously came from the West, so how did it become a gift from God?
Looking at Lao Zhu's serious and upright look, how could he tell that he was not lying at all?
This acting skill is more than enough to win an Oscar.
Zhu Yunzhen thought silently in his heart.
But think about it.
Lao Zhu climbed all the way from the bottom to reach the status of an emperor today.
If you don't have superb acting skills, and you don't have the scheming to talk to people and tell ghosts, how can you stand out among the many heroes and build the huge Ming Empire single-handedly?
Things that seemed difficult to him and made him feel extremely uncomfortable were as simple as eating and drinking for Lao Zhu.
My Taoism is still too shallow!
Zhu Yunxuan sighed in his heart.
All the officials also opened their eyes wide.
On that day, His Royal Highness Taisun was buying sweet potatoes at the pier, and he had a conflict with Bu Sibei and Bu Geng's father and his son, who were ignorant of Mount Tai. As a result, Bu's father and son were imprisoned.
Later, Wu Yigeng's assassination of his grandson was discovered, and the hidden identities of Bu's father and son were also revealed, and they were all questioned and executed.
The case of the Bu family is quite high-profile, and many officials in the DPRK are aware of it.
Many people also heard that it was caused by Taisun's purchase of a crop called "sweet potato".
Later, the "sweet potato" was sent to the palace.
There are many well-informed officials in the DPRK who have been paying attention to this matter for a long time.
However, the information in the palace was tightly sealed, and the officials did not know the specific situation, so they gradually forgot about the matter.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, the sweet potato turned into a god-given creature.
His Majesty the Emperor has really taken great pains to support His Highness the Grand Sun.
Many officials feel like they have a clear conscience, but they cannot speak out.
In fact, Lao Zhu doesn't care whether they know the whole story or know the truth about this kind of thing.
Anyway, even if they knew, they would not dare to tell anyone.
Anyone who dares to speak nonsense can be punished with lies to confuse the public, slander the court, and insult the emperor.
They can only bury it in their hearts.
Moreover, if you step back ten thousand steps, even if you say it out, so what?
Will the people believe what you say, or what the court says?
Why should I trust you instead of the imperial court?
If I don’t scold you for spreading rumors and confusing people, it’s weird to spread rumors and cause trouble. How could I believe you?
It's the same as creating a god.
The people believe that His Highness Taisun is a god. If you say it is false, you are an evil heretic. If you insult the gods, the spit from the people will drown you.
All the officials knew this and no one would raise any questions.
It’s just that everyone still doesn’t understand what’s so magical about this sweet potato.
When he was confused, Lao Zhu waved his hand, and immediately a eunuch sent hundreds of hoes.
Each of the officials present had a handful.
Then, he brought the walking bow.
In front of all the officials, Lao Zhu measured the land himself.
"There are a total of two hundred and forty steps here, and the area is exactly one acre."
Zhu Yunzhen's eyes flashed slightly.
There is a slight difference between the one mu in the Ming Dynasty and the one mu in later generations, but the difference is not big.
Lao Zhu spoke again: "After Xu'er handed over this thing, we personally opened up this remote land and planted sweet potatoes."
"Zhen'er told us that this thing can be used as food, and one acre of land can produce at least 2,500 kilograms."
"Everyone is here today, so let's dig out the sweet potatoes together to see if this thing is really a divine thing and is really as productive as Su'er said."
After saying that, Lao Zhu was the first to start digging.
The officials were shocked when they heard this.
A yield of more than 2,500 kilograms of grain per mu?
Is there really such a divine creature in the world?
This is not like pretending to be a ghost, you can just brag about it.
Anyway, it's just fooling the people.
This is for real!
Many officials really didn't believe it, so they started digging with hoes.
An acre of sweet potatoes was dug out in a short time.
The eunuchs brought water from the well, carefully washed away the mud, took out scales, and weighed the baskets one by one.
"Your Majesty, a total of 3,752 pounds."
When the eunuch reported the number to Lao Zhu, his voice was trembling.
At this time, the grain yield per mu in the Ming Dynasty was basically two hundred to three hundred kilograms.
One acre of sweet potato weighs more than 3,700 kilograms. What is this concept?
That is more than fifteen times the average grain yield per mu.
All the officials opened their mouths in shock.
Although I had guessed that the yield per mu would not be too low when I dug just now, I did not expect that it would be so high.
Lao Zhu was even more excited. He murmured to himself: "It turns out there is such a high yield per mu!"
His expression was as if he had just had a big dream. Even though he had woken up, he still felt like he was in a dream.
Feng Sheng stepped forward quickly, looked at Zhu Yunxi and asked, "Your Highness, is this really edible?"
Everyone looked over.
That's what they care about most.
The yield of sweet potatoes is so high, but are they edible?
Don’t dare to eat anything you don’t recognize.
Shen Nong tasted hundreds of herbs.
Only then did he find out the grains and create traditional Chinese medicine.
For this reason, Shennong was poisoned many times.
In the end, he accidentally ate the intestines and died.
None of us are Shen Nong, and we don’t have Shen Nong’s ability.
I have never seen a sweet potato before, how dare I eat it?
"Of course you can eat it." Zhu Yunxi looked at them all with strange questioning looks and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
What are you thinking about?
You actually doubt that sweet potatoes can’t be eaten?
“This can be grilled, steamed in rice, or cooked in soup.”
"For more complicated methods, you can also make it into potato chips, vermicelli, etc."
"In short, there are many ways to prepare it, and they are all very delicious."
All the officials were dubious.
Feng Sheng asked: "How did His Highness Taisun know about it?"
"Gu Ke is the Blessing Lord." Zhu Yunzhen's voice was childish, but he pretended to be old-fashioned. He blinked his big and smart eyes and said truthfully, "Of course it's an instruction from God."
Your Highness Taisun, now is not the time to be pretentious.
Food is the most important thing in the world, how can we treat it as a trivial matter?
Feng Sheng almost said these words.
Zhu Yunxuan chuckled and said: "Different methods have different tastes. As for whether it can be eaten, I have the simplest way to verify it, which is to eat it raw."
After saying that, he picked up a clean sweet potato, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.
"Your Highness, Taisun, please don't eat casually." Several officials exclaimed at the same time.
Lao Zhu also looked suddenly tense.
Although I believe in Xu'er, I still can't help but worry.
"His Royal Highness Taisun has a body of ten thousand gold. How can he take the risk of tasting this unknown foreign substance? It is better to let the slaves in the palace taste it first to determine whether it is poisonous."
One official advised.
Other officials immediately nodded in agreement.
Zhu Yunhuan chuckled and laughed.
"How can I not know whether the things I brought here are poisonous or not?" He chewed the sweet potato with big mouthfuls: "Hmm... it's delicious... it tastes really good."
(End of chapter)
