After lunch, the sun became more and more intense. The old man took Xi Yingzhen and Lan Yu to sit in the pavilion to enjoy the cool air.
The old man was lying on the bamboo chair, stretched out his legs leisurely, and there was a pretty palace maid in front of him, slowly fanning his feather fan. The other two people were each holding a horse, half squatting and half sitting.
As time went by, Xi Yingzhen felt uncomfortable all over, but Lan Yu still had her back straight and her gaze fixed.
The old man next to him snored vaguely, and Xi Yingzhen finally couldn't hold it any longer and whispered to Lan Yu, "Aren't you tired from sitting on this thing?"
Lan Yu glanced at him sideways, "I've been used to it for a lifetime!" She said with half a smile, "When I was fighting in the army, I used to ride on these things. It's light and easy to carry, and if I'm in a hurry, I can pick it up and hit someone on the head.
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As he said that, he glanced sideways at Xi Yingzhen and said disdainfully, "You're so old and you don't even have the posture to sit down!"
Xi Yingzhen was sitting on the horse, with her legs spread widely and her body slightly hunched.
Hearing this, he said angrily, "Why doesn't Mr. Tao sit down?"
"Those who didn't know better thought you were squatting in a latrine!" Lan Yu curled her lips.
"You..." Xi Yingzhen was furious and glanced at the snoring old man, "Lan Xiaoer, you are not like this at your nephew's house on weekdays. You are always polite. Why are you here?
You are covered in thorns and you are just trying to bully the Taoist?"
Lan Yu was not angry and proud, "This is in front of the emperor, so of course there must be rules!" After saying that, she lowered her face and said, "Besides, you called me Lan Xiaoer?"
"Second Master Lan!" Xi Yingzhen said with an angry smile and cupped his hands, "Second Master, are you ready?" He said, moving Mazha closer, "Hey, tell me, Zhu... the slope of the old emperor's side
What are you growing on the field?"
When he said this, his face was full of doubts, "Melons are not like melons or beans, and those crops are as precious as gold!"
Before Lan Yu could say anything, the old man next to him suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hongshu!" As he said this, the old man sat up. A palace maid behind him put two pillows on the old man's waist. The old man leaned back and said, "Our eldest grandson sent the Jin Yiwei to go to sea and found the treasure at sea!"
"It tastes sweet, a bit like taro, but not as big." The old man smiled, with a bit of pride on his face, "This thing doesn't need to pick the ground and is not afraid of drought. It can grow if it is buried in the soil.
The land can produce dozens of stones!”
The leader, Xi Yingzhen, didn't pay much attention, but when he heard the dozens of stones per mu, he suddenly stood up and even brought Ma Zha down with him.
"Seriously?" Xi Yingzhen asked anxiously.
"What a shock!" The old man glanced at him, "The merchant who offered this thing was so steadfast in his promise.
, the yield is dozens of stones per mu. Huh, how many heads does he have to fool us?" He said, "The original name of this thing is sweet potato. It was our eldest grandson who said that if this thing is popularized in the world, there will be more people in the world.
A portion of food will satisfy our hunger, and we will be named Hongshu!"
"We've eaten this before, it tastes good, it's sweet and filling!"
Speaking of this, the old man sighed slightly, "We are now looking forward to a good harvest of this sweet potato, and then promote it early. With this thing, countless people can live, and we can't be regarded as the emperor for nothing!"
She didn't think much of this kind of farming blue jade, but Xi Yingzhen was so excited that she was shaking all over.
"A yield of tens of dan per acre? Don't pick the land?" Xi Yingzhen murmured, "That's really a treasure!" As he spoke, his wrinkled face showed a rare dignified look, "There is no great good in the world!"
"This is a real auspicious and virtuous policy. In my opinion, it is much better than the expansion of territory. The great achievements of emperors are mostly the result of the blood of the people. The history of Qing Dynasty has only seen the emperors smile, and it has never been written that the people cried. If the people in the world can really have one more
In terms of rations, just by relying on this, Your Majesty, you will far surpass the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty and the Song Dynasty!"
"We are better than Song Taizu even if we don't have this stuff. Bullying other people's orphans and widows, huh!" The old man snorted disdainfully, "It's not that we are arrogant. All the emperors in the past and present have asked them to think about their consciences. How can they be better than us?
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Lan Yu also snorted, "Song Taizu? Humph! Civil war between insiders and outsiders..."
"He is also the founding emperor. If we say yes, do you have a say?" The old man squinted at Lan Yu again.
The latter immediately shut up and made no more noise.
Xi Yingzhen seemed not to hear anything they said, and just stared at Po Tian blankly.
At this time, the farmers in Zhuangzi took their bamboo hats and walked into the slope fields and started to work.
Suddenly he seemed to understand why the old man was so obsessed with seeing a few more autumn harvests again.
If this thing really has a yield of tens of dan per acre, if it is first bred and then popularized, after a few autumn harvests, the world will have one more ration of food.
Even if there is just one more grain, the people will be less hungry. Throughout his life, he traveled all over the country and saw poor people in barren lands who had their daughters drowned after giving birth. He also saw old people in many places entering caves and graves alone to seek death in times of famine.
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"Some emperors want to live a few more years because they are reluctant to part with the glory and wealth in the world, let alone the overwhelming power. But he wants to live a few more years just to see more of the people's autumn harvest and give another share to the people of the world.
Power! He wants to see the day when the people in this world are full!"
Thinking of this, Xi Yingzhen couldn't help but bow to the old man solemnly.
The sudden gift made the old man slightly stunned, "Why do you, such a bastard, do you a favor to me?"
Xi Yingzhen kowtowed three times and said, "Today I know why Li Shanchang and others were so dedicated to assisting you! Today I also know that the world is in chaos and heroes are everywhere. Why are you from the lowest background, but you can conquer the world!"
The old man was immediately furious. He could laugh at himself for his low birth status, and he could recognize his low birth status to the world, but no one else could talk about it. Moreover, Xi Yingzhen mentioned Li Shanchang and others who were executed by him in front of him, and even more
Make him feel angry.
But the next second, the old man's anger disappeared instantly.
Xi Yingzhen kowtowed again, "A true king cares about the people and has great kindness in his heart! He who wins the hearts of the people wins the world. The Ming Dynasty wins the hearts of the people. Your Majesty wins the hearts of the people!"
"It's amazing!" the old man said with a smile, "Ivory comes out of the dog's mouth!"
Xi Yingzhen suddenly pulled Lan Yu and said, "Let's go!"
"What are you doing? It's hot outside!"
"It's not hot anymore to work!" Xi Yingzhen couldn't help but said, "Master Taoist Lan Xiaoer, let me tell you, Lan Xiaoer, despite your great military achievements in your life, it's nothing compared to following the sweet potatoes! I tell you, you can work in this sweet potato field.
Life is your blessing, blow it away!"
"To expand the territory, as long as the country is strong and a warrior is enough! The merits of giving more food to the people cannot be matched by Huo Qubing's ban Dingyuan flattery!"
Seeing the two old men with half-white hair and beards arguing and walking away, the old man smiled and then waved to the side.
Pu Bucheng came over silently, "Your Majesty, your servant is here!"
"Do you know why we called Mr. Xi here?" the old man whispered.
"This slave knows!"
The old man seems to have a clear mind, and his life may only be a year or two. He really doesn't like the quack doctors in the palace, so Liu Xi Yingzhen is by his side, which can be regarded as a backup.
"If one day, we suddenly leave!" The old man sighed slightly, "Don't make it difficult for him, as long as he tries his best! He can't cure the disease, fate is destiny!" At this point, he sighed again, "Don't
If you give him a hard time, let him go, and he can go wherever he likes?"
"Yes!" Pu Bucheng agreed, "Your Majesty, where is Lan Yu?"
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