The old man came out of the house with his eyebrows and eyes straight. He first put his shoes on his feet with one leg, and then tied his trouser belt tightly.

He walked to the front of Zhu Yun-hyun and Park Bucheng, stared at them, and suddenly kicked Park Bucheng with a bang.

"You have been listening to it all your life, haven't you heard enough?"

Park Bushen lay on the ground, not daring to say anything, as if pretending to be dead.

"What are you doing?" The old man said angrily to Zhu Yunxi again, "It's big night, you go to your wife for a walk while you have nothing to do. We have married so many wives for you. Are you fucking a fucking decoration? Ah!"

"Grandpa Emperor, please calm down!" Zhu Yunxiu said quickly, "There is a good thing, a great thing!"

The old man stood up with his eyebrows, "What a good thing? Is there gold or a steamed bun?"

"Look!" Zhu Yunxiu almost hit the old man's nose with half a sweet potato in his hand. "The grandson sent the Jinyiwei to Japan, and they rescued a sea merchant on the sea. The man presented this kind of grain called sweet potato. Grandpa Huang is not picky about land, drought-resistant and easy to feed, and can produce dozens of stones per mu!"

"What's this thing? It's tens of stones per mu, it's nonsense!" The old man half-believed and half-doubted and directly sucked half-small sweet potatoes from Zhu Yunxiu's hand, and then put them on the tip of his nose to smell it carefully. He couldn't help but take a bite, frowned and said, "It smells like radish is chaff!"

"Grandpa Emperor, this thing can produce dozens of stones per mu!" Zhu Yunxiu said anxiously, "The maritime merchant said that he planted whatever he wanted in the Luzon farm and couldn't finish it. Moreover, this thing is convenient for storage, and it can be steamed and cooked with a sweet taste!"

"Think about it, if this thing is promoted in the Ming Dynasty, it can be planted regardless of mountain thalassia, no matter north or south. People can share more food, so countless people can live! "

"Why do you really produce dozens of stones per mu?" The old man's face suddenly became extremely solemn, "Where is the person? Where is the person who gave this thing?"

"My grandson has already been invited, so I must enter the palace quickly!"

"Walk!"

The old man waved his hand and Zhu Yunxiu noticed that the old man's shoulders were trembling.

"Don't pretend to be dead, follow us!" The old man cursed Park Bucheng again.

The latter turned over and followed the old man quickly, as if he was not the one who was kicked just now.

~~~

Dongdong!

Xie Jinzhong sat half of his butt against the round stool, and his whole body was stiff on the first floor of Le Zhizhai. This is where the ministers usually wait for the emperor to meet him.

The beads of sweat as big as beans kept slipping from their temples. He didn't dare to wipe them or even turned his head. To be precise, he was so excited that he couldn't even raise his hand.

"This is the palace! My ancestral tomb of Xie's family is smoking, and I'm going to see the emperor!"

"This is the palace of the Ming Dynasty. I can actually sit here and wait for the emperor!"

"Ancestor!"

"When I see the emperor, I want to go back to my hometown to repair my ancestral tombs, ancestral halls and archways. I have used all the money I have earned over the years, and have major repairs. I will repair roads, schools, and old houses! My name, Xie Jinzhong, will definitely be listed separately in the genealogy!"

The more I thought about it, the more excited he became, the more panicked he felt. He sat blankly, his heartbeat in his ears.

"Thank you!" Zhang Dabiao next to him said, "After meeting the emperor, you must speak well, ask you what you say, don't look up at the emperor casually, do you understand?"

"Ah!" Xie Jinzhong opened his mouth for a while and said only one word.

"Don't be afraid of Mr. Xie!" The eunuch in red also smiled at him, and then ordered others, "Come on, wipe Mr. Xie's face, it's all sweaty!"

"I dare not!" The little eunuch approached with a scarf, and Xie Jinzhong jumped up and waved his hands constantly, "Which card is the villain? I dare not bother my father-in-law! I will kill the villain!" As he said that, his big hand touched his waist.

I heard that eunuchs are all greedy for money, but now they don’t have half a big son. They were originally from some golden leaves, but they were taken away when they entered the palace.

At present, these eunuchs who serve the emperor want to wipe his face, but he said he couldn't take it out at all.

"Thank you!" The turtlemaster took the towel from the young eunuch with his own hands and smiled, "You have to wipe it, otherwise you will see Master Long Shui in a while, and you will be inappropriate and solemn!" As he said that, he bowed slightly, brought the towel with him, and said seriously, "The family is just around Master Long Shui. I heard that you have presented treasures that can produce dozens of stones per mu, and can live countless people."

"The Za Family is a person with five incomplete roots, but he also has a conscience, and he is also from a poor family! The Za Family has served the emperor for the rest of his life, but has never served anyone else in this life."

"You offer treasures so that the poor in the world can eat more. Today, the miscellaneous families will also serve you!"

As he said that, the turtle-bad shame actually helped Xie Jinzhong wipe his sweat with his own hands. While wiping, he said, "The poor are suffering, hungry, no food, Guanyin soil. He is bitter and can't pull it out! Mr. Xie, you are such a great charity!"

"I..." Xie Jinzhong was stiff and speechless.

When the turtlema was walking aside with a towel, Zhang Dabiao whispered, "You are so lucky, do you know who that is?"

"The father-in-law who serves the emperor?" Xie Jinzhong's voice trembled.

"He is the chief supervisor of Fengtian Hall next to the emperor, and the first official in the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty! Don't talk about you ordinary people, even our commander, you must be polite and respectful to him!" Zhang Dabiao whispered.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from outside, "Where is the person! Where is the person!"

After a while, Zhang Dabiao got up immediately, knelt down, and finished it in one go.

Xie Jinzhong was still sitting there, and 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 mind, buzzing!

~~~

"Grandpa Huang, please slow down!"

Zhu Yunxiu saw that the old man seemed to fly, and walked past the threshold with a swift move, and quickly followed him and held the other person's arm.

"The Supreme Emperor, long live the emperor!" The turtleman said with shame, "The Jinyiwei is in charge of the punishment of thousands of households, and the maritime merchant Xie Jinzhong is already waiting there!"

Needless to say, the old man and Zhu Yunyu had already seen the two kneeling.

"Xie Jinzhong, raise your head!" The old man walked over slowly and spoke slowly.

Hearing this, the other party looked up tremblingly, and then immediately lowered his head in awe.

Not only did he meet the emperor, but he also met the founding king of the Ming Dynasty and the Supreme Emperor.

For a moment, he was so excited that he burst into tears.

"Cry your mother! Let's ask you to raise your head and talk!" Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly became furious, "If you don't raise your head, why should you talk to us?"

The old man's voice was astonished as thunder, Zhang Dabiao did not dare to move, and Xie Jinzhong was so frightened that he knelt there and kept kowtowing.

"The turtle's shame!" Zhu Yunxiu said, "Please him up and let him sit and talk to me and the emperor's grandfather!"

"Yes!" The turtle-bashi walked to Xie Jinzhong, held the other party's arm, and whispered, "Mr. Xie, get up quickly, the old emperor and the long live master are waiting for you to reply!"

Xie Jinzhong stood up tremblingly, and did not dare to sit on the stool under his butt, and he was half-squatting like a horse stance.

"Let's ask you! The thing you gave can really produce dozens of stones per mu?" the old man asked, holding up half of the sweet potato.

Gulu, Xie Jinzhong swallowed his saliva and nodded.

"Take it seriously?" the old man asked again.

Xie Jinzhong nodded constantly.
Chapter completed!