The old man came out of the house with a serious look on his face. He first put his shoes on his feet and then tightened his trousers.
He walked up to Zhu Yunxi and Pu Bucheng and glared at them. Suddenly, he kicked Pu Bucheng directly.
"You've been listening to this for your whole life and haven't you heard enough yet?"
Pu Bucheng lay on the ground, not daring to say anything, as if he was pretending to be dead.
"What are you doing here?" The old man said angrily to Zhu Yunxi again, "It's late at night, you have nothing to do and you go to your wife's place for a walk. We have married so many wives for you, and you are just a fucking decoration? Ah!
"
"Grandpa Huang, please calm down!" Zhu Yunxi said quickly, "There is a good thing, a huge good thing!"
The old man raised his eyebrows, "What a good thing? Is it raining gold or buns?"
"Look!" Zhu Yunxi held half a sweet potato in his hand and almost hit the old man's nose. "My grandson sent Jin Yiwei to the Japanese country, and they rescued a merchant at sea. The man donated this kind of food called sweet potato, and the emperor
Grandpa, this thing doesn’t pick the land, is drought-tolerant and easy to feed, and can produce dozens of dan per acre!”
"What the hell is this? The yield is tens of dan per acre, nonsense!" The old man took half of the sweet potato from Zhu Yunxi's hand with hesitation, and then put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully. He couldn't help but take a bite, and frowned as he ate.
He said, "It smells like the bran from the radish!"
"Grandpa Huang, this thing can really yield tens of dan per acre!" Zhu Yunxi said anxiously, "The sea merchant said that he randomly planted some seeds in Zhuangzi, Luzon, and couldn't finish them all. Moreover, this thing is easy to store and can be steamed or cooked.
It’s also sweet!”
"Think about it, if this product was promoted in the Ming Dynasty, it could be grown in mountainous and poor lands, in the north and south. If the people share more rations, countless people could survive!"
"Is it true that the yield per acre is tens of dan?" The old man's face suddenly became extremely solemn, "Where is the person? Where is the person who donated this thing?"
"My grandson has been invited, and he must be entering the palace soon!"
"Walk!"
The old man waved his hand, and Zhu Yunxi noticed that the old man's shoulders were trembling.
"Stop pretending to be dead and follow us!" The old man scolded Pu Bucheng again.
The latter suddenly stood up and followed the old man quickly, as if he was not the one who was kicked just now.
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Boom!
Xie Jinzhong sat stiffly on the first floor of Lezhizhai with his buttocks half touching the stool. This was where ministers usually waited to be received by the emperor.
Big beads of sweat kept sliding down his temples. He didn't dare to wipe it or even turn his head. To be precise, he was so excited that he couldn't even lift his hands.
"This is the palace! My old Xie family's ancestral tomb is smoking, and I want to see the emperor!"
"This is the palace of the Ming Dynasty, and I can actually sit here and wait for the emperor!"
"Ancestor!"
"After seeing the emperor, I want to go back to my hometown to build ancestral tombs, ancestral halls, and memorial arches. All the money I have earned over the years will be used for major repairs. Build roads, build schools, and repair old houses! My name, Xie Jinzhong, will definitely be in the family tree.
List it on a separate page!"
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and the more he thought about it, the more flustered he became. He sat blankly, listening to his own heartbeat.
"Lao Xie!" said Zhang Dabiao next to him, "When I meet the emperor, I have to speak to you politely and ask you what to say. You are not allowed to look up at the emperor casually. Do you understand?"
"Ah!" Xie Jinzhong opened his mouth for a long time and only said one word.
"Don't be afraid, Mr. Xie!" Wang Shai, the eunuch in red, also smiled at him, and then told others, "Come here, please wipe Mr. Xie's face, it's all sweaty!"
"Don't dare!" The little eunuch approached with a handkerchief. Xie Jinzhong jumped up and kept waving his hands, "Which card does the villain belong to? I don't dare to trouble my father-in-law! I'll kill the villain!" As he said that, his big hand was on
He started touching his waist randomly.
I heard that eunuchs are all greedy for money, but now he doesn't have half of his wealth. He originally had some gold leaves, but they were taken away when he entered the palace.
Now, these eunuchs serving the emperor wanted to wipe his face, but he couldn't show any sign of it.
"Thank you, Commissioner!" Wang Shai personally took the towel from the young eunuch and said with a smile, "You have to wipe it off, otherwise you will be sweating when you see Long Live the Lord. It would be inappropriate and dignified!" As he said that, he bowed slightly.
, offered a towel and said seriously, "The Zajia family was just beside Long Live Lord. I heard that you donated a treasure that can produce dozens of stones per hour, and can live countless lives."
"The Zajia family is a person with incomplete abilities, but he also has a conscience, and he comes from a poor family! The Zajia family has served the emperor all his life, and he has never served anyone else in his life."
"You offer your treasure so that the poor in the world can have more food to eat. The Zajia family will also serve you today!"
As he said this, Wang Shai actually helped Xie Jinzhong wipe his sweat with his own hands. While wiping, he said, "The poor are suffering. They are hungry and have no food. The Guanyin soil is bitter in the mouth and cannot be pulled out! Thank you, Yuanwai, you are such a kind person.
ah!"
"I..." Xie Jinzhong was stiff and speechless.
When Wang Shai walked aside with the towel, Zhang Dabiao whispered, "You are so lucky. Do you know who that is?"
"Serving the emperor's father-in-law?" Xie Jinzhong's voice trembled.
"He is the chief steward of Fengtian Hall next to the emperor, and the number one official in the Forbidden City in the Ming Dynasty! Not to mention you, a common man, even our commander, we must be polite and respectful to him!" Zhang Dabiao said in a low voice.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from outside, "Where are the people! Where are the people!"
Oops, Zhang Dabiao stood up immediately, knelt down, and finished in one go.
Xie Jinzhong was still sitting there, Zhang Dabiao pulled him down again, "Kneel down quickly, the Supreme Emperor is here!"
At this time, Xie Jinzhong had only one voice in his head, buzzing!
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"Grandpa Huang, please slow down!"
Zhu Yunxi saw that the old man seemed to be flying, so he crossed the threshold in a swoosh, and quickly followed behind, holding on to the other man's arm.
"Long live your Majesty!" Wang Shai knelt down and said, "The Jinyi Guards are in charge of the execution of Zhang Dabiao from a thousand households, and the maritime merchant Xie Jinzhong is already waiting there!"
Needless to say, the old man and Zhu Yunxi had already seen the two people kneeling.
"Xie Jinzhong, raise your head!" The old man walked over slowly and spoke slowly.
Hearing this, the other party trembled and looked up, then immediately lowered his head in awe.
Not only did he meet the emperor, but he also met the founder of the Ming Dynasty, the Supreme Emperor.
For a moment, he was so excited that he cried.
"Cry your mother! We asked you to raise your head and speak!" Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly became furious, "How can you talk to us if you don't raise your head?"
The old man's voice was like thunder. Zhang Dabiao did not dare to move. Xie Jinzhong was even more frightened. He knelt there and kowtowed.
"Shame on the king!" Zhu Yunxi said, "Hold him up and let him sit and talk to me and Grandpa Huang!"
"Yes!" Wang Shai walked up to Xie Jinzhong, held his arm, and whispered, "Excuse Xie, get up quickly, the old emperor and the long live master are waiting for your reply!"
Xie Jinzhong stood up tremblingly, not daring to sit on the stool under his buttocks, squatting like a horse.
"Let me ask you! Is this thing you gave me really capable of producing tens of dan per mu?" the old man asked, holding up half a sweet potato.
Gulu, Xie Jinzhong swallowed and nodded.
"Seriously?" the old man asked again.
Xie Jinzhong kept nodding.
"You damn mute!" The old man was furious, "Speak!"
This chapter has been completed!