"Everyone... the Ming Dynasty has raised his men for a hundred years, and the ritual of death is here today!"

At the gate of the Tongzheng Envoy Office, less than three miles southeast of the Meridian Gate, dozens of censors and censors surrounded Wei Tinghe, the Tongzheng Envoy Office of the Tongzheng Envoy Office. One of the young men, who was 27 or 28, was waving his hand and shouting excitedly.

"Mr. Wei, as an envoy of the government, you are in charge of the order of the cashier emperor, understand the affairs of the subordinates, investigate the official documents of the customs of the people of all directions, report the feudal opinions of the subjects from all directions, express complaints and military information, and the power of disasters and disastrous disasters. Now, the eunuch of the Nanjing garrison, Cao Dazhong and the commander of Jiangning Guard, have made such a ridiculous memorial openly. Could it be that they regard all the masters of the dynasty as fools, or are they playing a trick of pointing to a deer as a horse in the Ming Dynasty?"

Wei Tinghe, a middle-aged official wearing a crimson official robe and a white peacock embroidered on his chest, smiled bitterly and bowed to everyone: "Everyone, I only learned about this matter this morning. I was planning to submit a memorial to Your Majesty, but you have arrived, but this matter is not urgent. I have to ask the cabinet masters before making a conclusion."

"What else do you want to ask for advice? Even a three-year-old child knows how ridiculous this matter is." The young man wearing a green robe with a erect belt embroidered on his chest roar angrily: "As a communist of the government, can you block the way of speech?"

The young man is named Xie Qiuguo, a native of Yangzhou Prefecture. He was the top scorer in the new academic year last year. Because of his outstanding articles, he was appointed as the sixth-rank attendant of the Hanlin Academy. He is a very noble official. As long as he has been in the Hanlin Academy for a few years, he is likely to be appointed as a censor or even a censor in the future. The worst one will be sent to the local area to serve as a prefect, and he will also become a rising star in the Donglin Party.

Now Xie Qiuguo is at a time when he is proud of himself. He is bored in the Hanlin Academy and he hears that someone has reported to the emperor that a commander in Nanjing named Yang Feng actually planted more than 3,000 kilograms of grain per acre. He is immediately annoyed when he hears it. In anger, he immediately gathered dozens of colleagues and the Tongzheng Envoy Office in the same year. Even Wei Tinghe was blocked at the door when he goes out to do business.

After hearing Xie Qiuguo say this, Wei Tinghe's face looks a little bad. After all, this hat is a bit big. Once the hat is locked, it will be a huge blow to an official's reputation. Maybe it will accompany him for the rest of his life.

Wei Tinghe's face suddenly turned dark: "Xie Zihao, what should I do as you said?"

Xie Qiuguo said without hesitation: "Of course I went to the palace to meet Your Majesty. Please kill this traitor!"

"Haha..." Wei Tinghe was a little excited. He took a deep breath and pushed away a few steps: "Since that's the case, you can stop me from doing anything. If you want to enter the palace, you can go by yourself. I am a Tongzheng envoy, not all the six subjects are given to the officials. If you don't have the right to impeach anyone, you will be like this. You can't listen to the wind and rain, and you can't just shout to kill the traitors."

Xie Qiuguo glared at him and said, "Mr. Wei, what are you talking about? Are you going to speak for those two traitors?"

"I am not close to Cao Dazhong and Yang Feng, so there is no need to talk to them, but at this moment I have more important things to do." Xie Qiuguo raised a stack of memorials in his hand and sneered: "Did you see that these memorials in my hand are memorials sent by officials in various parts of Shaanxi to request the allocation of disaster relief money and food. What I am now doing is to deliver these memorials to the hands of all the cabinet masters as soon as possible, instead of blocking here like you, yelling to kill some traitors."

Seeing the stack of memorials in Wei Ting and his hand, many officials following Xie Qiuguo showed a hint of shame on their faces. Many people saw that they began to move slowly, making the blocked road a little bit wide.

Even Xie Qiuguo was stunned for a moment, but he was young and energetic and dissatisfied. "Mr. Wei said this, "Mr. Wei is not right. Confucius said, "Chengren Meng said, "Where we read the books of sages, what do we say to be the great righteousness in our hearts? For the sake of great righteousness, even if we put the common things in our hands aside for the time being?"

"Haha... What a mundane thing." Wei Tinghe laughed instead: "What a mundane thing. It turns out that in your opinion, Xie Qiuguo, the life and death of millions of people and the struggle between the people in your heart are just some mundane things. Good... What a top scholar, since that's the case, I will do these mundane things in your eyes. You top scholar, go find the righteousness in your heart and say goodbye!"

After saying that, Wei Ting and I pushed Xie Qiuguo away and strode towards the sedan chair outside. After getting on the sedan chair, the sedan chair quickly headed towards the palace, leaving only a group of officials who were a little stunned.

In just these days, there were many people like Xie Qiuguo. Many idle and boring censors sent memorials to the cabinet like injecting chicken blood. Although most of them had never heard of the name Yang Feng, this did not hinder their determination to step down Yang Feng.

In the following days, the cabinet received too many memorials impeachment from Yang Feng, and even Wei Zhongxian's desk was full of them. In the end, even Wei Zhongxian, the nine thousand-year-old, could not hold back and had to report the matter to Zhu Youxiao. Zhu Youxiao had no choice but to go to the morning court, and announced in front of the civil and military officials of the court that he sent Li Youzhi, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Works, Wei Tinghe, the envoy of Tongzheng, and more than a dozen censors of the Censorate, to go to Nanjing to find out what was going on.

However, Yang Feng, who was the initiator of all this, did not know that a memorial from him and Cao Dazhong had caused such a big stir in the court. At this time, he was in full joy.

At the beginning of this year, Yang Feng reclaimed more than 5,800 acres of wasteland, and Yang Feng planted all of these wastelands with potatoes. After the hard work of Zhuang Ding and refugees from the Qianhu District of Jiangdongmen, Yang Feng also had detailed breeding technology guidance from modern society, these potatoes achieved great harvests. Although they could not achieve a perverted yield of 5,000 kilograms per mu, or 10,000 kilograms per mu, it was still easy to achieve three or four thousand kilograms per mu.

This time, the harvest was shocked not only by the capital, but also by the people in Nanjing. During the harvest days, the people and farmers around the entire city of Nanjing came to watch. When the people saw huge and plump potatoes coming out of the field, they would occasionally cause bursts of amazement.
Chapter completed!