This tsunami-like cry slowly stopped after I don’t know how long it took.

Li Shimin looked at the remaining sweet potatoes that had not yet been dug.

"For the remaining plants, the Emperor and the Queen each dug one with their own hands."

"For the rest, a few people selected by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and a few people selected by the common people will dig together."

"This is the treasure of the Tang Dynasty. This is the reward of the King of Chu. I have an obligation to let everyone in the world enjoy this auspicious gift!"

Li Shimin said.

As soon as these words came out, the people were in panic again.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I'll come, I'll come. I've been here for three months. Your Majesty, these sweet potatoes are like my ancestors."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I am really busy here. From the time you planted me until now, even my own father, I have never taken such good care of you. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please let me come."

"I beg you, Your Majesty, to let me in. It's so auspicious. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please let me in."

"……."

The protective line led by Jin Wuwei became chaotic again.

The people were frantically trying to rush in.

Li Shimin saw this and quickly selected six people.

Work in pairs.

And as for officials?

at this time,

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui, Li Jing and others had already tied Li Shimin to him with hunger and thirst.

Li Shimin waved his hand and let them all in.

Sweet potato digging has begun again.

Queen Changsun and Li Yuan were behind Li Shimin, handling the soil bit by bit.

Next to them, Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng and the others carefully dug the hole with their hands.

No one spoke to each other.

Looking nervous.

The eyes are determined.

Time passed bit by bit, but it was not long. Li Jing exclaimed, and he and Cheng Yaojin held a sweet potato high in the air.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I and the pharmacist must have at least six kilograms of sweet potatoes. Good guy, good guy! I have never seen such a good crop. The yield per mu is forty dan, absolutely no difficulty!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, that's right, Your Majesty, grandma's, absolutely, really absolutely, long live the King of Chu, long live the King of Chu!

"

Li Jing, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who had never uttered a curse word, was speaking like a grandma at this moment, looking excited.

It didn't take long.

Everyone raised the sweet potatoes in their hands.

Even Queen Changsun didn't lift it up.

Too heavy!

Explode!

fear!

Especially the common people, they looked at the sweet potatoes in their hands in disbelief, excitedly feeling the heavy weight of the sweet potatoes, and exploded.

real!

Everything is a lot!

No difference at all!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, old man, I have been guarding for three months. Yes, I am not wrong. Your Majesty, Your Majesty, thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you, Your Majesty!

"

"My dear mother, who has seen such crops? I wish I could plant sweet potatoes in the ground now."

"The yield per mu is forty dan, it's true, it's true. From now on, I'm not afraid anymore. I'm really not afraid anymore. I don't have to go hungry anymore."

“Long live the King of Chu, long live the King of Chu!

"

"……."

The common people could not suppress the excitement in their hearts at all.

Three months of guarding, but now holding the sweet potato, my mouth is about to burst.

No pain, no tears.

All that's left is excitement!

Li Shimin took a deep breath.

He put his hands on his knees and slowly stood up.

This time, everyone was watching on their knees.

The smile on his face never faded away at all.

"Everyone, please get up. As the king has said, you will not deceive me!"

"Haha, all the sweet potatoes have been born today!"

"But! There are only nine plants in front of Zhuque Gate. Next, all the sweet potatoes around Chang'an will be harvested!"

"I will make these sweet potatoes into seeds and wait until next spring to plant them again. In a few years, sweet potatoes will be spread all over the world!"

"When the time comes, what do I, the Tang Dynasty, have to fear?

"

Li Shimin smiled.

The people's chests were heaving wildly.

The fire in his eyes was extraordinary.

There was another burst of excited shouting.

Li Shimin smiled.

He just stood there, listening to that excited roar, feeling comfortable all over.

Changsun Wuji, Wei Zheng, Du Ruhui and others were standing nearby.

They looked down at the sweet potato, really squeezing their heads, and they couldn't imagine how the King of Chu found such a magical thing.

Absolutely amazing!

Needless to say, the name of the King of Chu will really become a saint from now on!

I'm jealous!

Jealous!

Blushing!

How old is the King of Chu? But he has already obtained something that neither of them could have dreamed of together!

Who among them, as public servants, doesn't want to win a reputation both before and after them?

To be honest, there is no one who does not have this intention.

Some people live their whole lives just for that posthumous title after death!

But the King of Chu!

Today, the saint's body is already condensed!

Among the people, the name of the saint must be passed down endlessly!

hiss…….

Some of them took a deep breath.

However, they were really convinced.!

Is there anything that His Highness King Chu has done that they can do? No, let alone do it, they just dare not even think about it!

The yield per mu is forty dan!

Can books be printed in days?

Is pork okay to eat?
To be continued...