He said that he was a time traveler, so of course Tang He quickly sent him here.
As for the donkey under the slope, whether he is an immortal or a time traveler, it actually makes no difference to Tang He. In short, he is very extraordinary.
Tang He only wanted a reason to send him to the palace and hand him over to Zhu Yuanzhang.
What Zhang Xianzong told him was that Zhu Yuanzhang must have met Yang Feng and deliberately let him and the little princess out of the palace to go fishing. However, Zhu Yuanzhang would definitely not tell Zhang Xianzong that Yang Feng was a time traveler. In short, Zhang Xianzong could know
It was Yang Feng who escaped from the palace with the little princess. He was ordered to follow them as a spy to see what kind of power Yang Feng had behind him.
But it was destroyed by brothers Zhu Gaochi and Zhu Gaoxi.
Therefore, this scene cannot continue, so the most important thing is to end it smoothly, especially without revealing the identity of the little princess.
It is very shameful for a twelve-year-old daughter to follow others and elope.
Similarly, if a father uses his daughter as bait to fish, it would be very bad if word spreads about it.
Now if Yang Feng is forced into the palace, Tang He will be able to escape from this pit. If Zhu Yuanzhang wants to kill Yang Feng, it is because he was coaxed by this monster.
With his status it's no big deal.
He is so old that he still needs help when walking, so he can be forgiven for being confused for a while, and he has been treated with sincerity since he was a child.
"Do you think that after coaxing hundreds of thousands of people outside, I won't dare to kill you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang sat on his high throne, playing with the pistol Yang Feng gave him and said.
Although Tang He insisted that Yang Feng should be disarmed first, His Majesty the Emperor generously announced that since God Haotian sent Yang Feng, there was no need to doubt him. Could it be that he still doubted God Haotian?
Of course, the main reason was that Yang Feng refused.
So Yang Feng was still dressed as he was when he saw him last night, and he was still holding a rifle. The difference was that a grenade launcher was attached to the gun.
However, it is not an exaggeration to say that he coaxed hundreds of thousands of people outside. There are really hundreds of thousands of people outside the palace waiting to see the time traveler, and as time goes by, more people will definitely come. This is
A city with a population of one million.
"Your Majesty, why don't you believe me? I never lied to you from the beginning. It was you who insisted on causing so many troubles and arranged for the mole to follow me. I never told a lie from the beginning to the end.
Do you need to go to such trouble and end up embarrassing yourself?"
Yang Feng said.
"Are you really here from six hundred years ago?"
Zhu Yuanzhang still said in disbelief.
"By the way, you should have put away the things I threw away last night, right?"
Yang Feng said.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the old eunuch.
The latter quickly waved to the back of the throne, and then two eunuchs who had guarded Zhu Yuanzhang last night came out carrying a box. They walked to Yang Feng and put it down. Inside were all the things he had left behind, including tents and replacement clothes and socks.
, sleeping bags, etc., and of course a parachute.
He then took out the individual soldier rations that he originally thought were useless...
"You can see for yourself. It's just simplified characters. They should be the same as at this time. It contains the country name, place name, time, etc. at that time. It contains the military rations we ate during the war. In fact, it's not just this.
There are similar things on top, such as parachutes and sleeping bags. These are all manufacturing factories. Just like you need to bring craftsmen to make the city bricks, we must also have these things for our soldiers."
he said.
The old eunuch quickly took the individual soldier rations and carefully held them in front of Zhu Yuanzhang. Although the latter was illiterate when he was young, he was already literate now. He could even write poems, let alone read. However, he could only recognize part of the simplified Chinese characters on them.
Fortunately, we can roughly guess it. After discovering that these packages could be opened, His Majesty the Emperor tore them open and curiously looked at the contents inside. He also picked up a biscuit and looked at it, obviously having the desire to try it.
The old eunuch quickly signaled him to be cautious with his eyes.
Lao Zhu thought for a while and took a bite...
"Yes, it tastes good, it has oil and salt, and it's easy to eat. How do you make this?"
he said.
It can be seen that he has very low requirements for food.
Even this thing can be rated as tasting good!
However, compared with the Guanyin soil he ate when he was a child, the taste should indeed be pretty good. Based on his childhood conditions, he should have eaten Guanyin soil.
"It should be flour, fat, salt, sugar, milk powder, and some other mess. In short, they are all put together, cooked, pressed, and then put into an airtight bag. You can't make it."
Yang Feng said.
"Isn't it just fried noodles? We not only have fried noodles, but also fried rice. The milk powder you are talking about should be the kind carried by Hu Yuanqiang, right? There are not only milk powder, but also milk lumps and dried meat, which are made into cakes.
We also have pots and helmets, but you really can’t figure out how to make them, so what you eat as soldiers is not much better than what we soldiers eat.”
The old eunuch said proudly.
So their military rations were still in full supply at this time.
Zhu Yuanzhang held an unopened bag and looked at Yang Feng reservedly...
"What you are holding contains beef and soup inside."
Yang Feng reminded him.
His Majesty the Emperor tore it open smoothly, and then a few pieces of beef inside fell with the soup and splashed on his clean royal table.
"You use beef as military ration, so what can you use to plow the fields?"
His Majesty the Emperor asked, stabbing the beef with a knife without caring.
After saying that, he put it directly into his mouth.
"We use horses. There are giant horses in the land of Western Europe, which are heavier than oxen and are best at plowing fields."
Yang Feng decided to fool him.
"Then how much rice do you produce per acre?"
His Majesty the Emperor asked.
"Two thousand catties."
Yang Feng said.
"How dare you lie? The horses plowed the paddy fields and their hooves were soaked."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a sneer.
"Well, well, actually we use machinery, but it's too troublesome to explain. I'm afraid you can't understand. You just know that we don't actually use livestock to plow the fields. As for cattle, in our time we actually killed those who ate meat.
In addition, there were cows. As for the horses, they had already been kept for fun by the rich at that time, and some were killed for meat. But we are not lying to you. Our rice yield per acre is two thousand kilograms. Not only rice, but also wheat.
It is very common to produce a thousand catties. They select and breed high-yielding varieties, use chemical fertilizers, and use pesticides that are specially used to eliminate pests and diseases in crops. It is very common to produce two thousand catties per mu.
But if you ask me to explain it further, I can't do it.
Most of us didn’t farm at that time.”
Yang Feng said.
"Then saying it is the same as not saying it."
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
"Actually, it's not like you don't have what I said.
It is true that you do not have improved seeds, but across the thousands of miles of ocean beyond the East China Sea, there are new crops there, which we call sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn. The first two species can produce several thousand kilograms per mu.
If you think it's too far, go to the Western Region, where there is also cassava. It can only be grown in Guangxi, but the yield per mu is several thousand kilograms. Even if it is eaten directly, it is poisonous and needs to be treated first.
But this can produce several thousand kilograms per mu.
You really don’t have chemical fertilizers, and I don’t know how to make chemical fertilizers, but you can go to the islands to dig up bird droppings. There are a lot of bird droppings accumulated in the East China Sea, South China Sea, and several small islands in the sea. This can replace chemical fertilizers. You can use pesticides.
No, but there is a flower in the Western Regions, probably in Persia, that can kill insects, and we also used it to make some insecticides at that time."
Yang Feng continued to fool him.
"So you are actually very useful and I shouldn't kill you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
"Your Majesty, why do you always want to kill me?"
Yang Feng said.
"You haven't knelt down after seeing me until now. Why don't you tell me I don't kill you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered and shouted.
"Your Majesty, I am not your minister of the Ming Dynasty. Don't mention anything about the world. You and I are not from the same sky. I said that we did not have an emperor at that time. To me, you are just a person from six hundred years ago.
Ancient people, just as you looked at the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, would you kneel down to the emperor of the Tang Dynasty?
I did come to your place out of nowhere, but at most I am just a guest.
You don’t have any relatives of mine, not an inch of my land, not a single house of mine, why do you want me to kneel down to you?
Just because you are older?
Sorry, we were not in the mood to kneel down to the elderly at that time."
Yang Feng said.
After he finished speaking, the Fengtian Hall fell silent for an instant, and even the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot. The old eunuch stared at him dumbfounded, then raised his hand and pointed at him tremblingly...
"Treason and injustice, treason and injustice..."
Then he said with trembling lips.
"Is it treason? Then it is treason. All you can threaten me is death, but I am not afraid of death, so what can you threaten me? You are superior to your subjects, but to me
Just an ordinary old man, and I can say clearly that I do know what you want to know, and I can also tell you that things are definitely not what you think, but I don’t think I should tell you, because if I tell you, say
Things may get worse, and you think everything is under control, but in fact, after your death, things will not be what you thought."
Yang Feng said.
It is said that his words are quite Humphrey-like.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly.
Yang Feng simply put the gun back on his back and looked at him.
(Thanks to book friend Benjamin Siegelberg and book friend 20190904003153181 for the reward)