"Ah, Dad, if you can't achieve such a high output, do you really want to resign?"
Li Yan looked surprised and worried.
Li Chengfeng patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I trust my own vision, they won't lie to me."
Li Yan knew that his father was a man of his word, so even though he was worried, he did not try to persuade him.
I just made up my mind to go to Anyang Mountain.
…
An Qingyuan returned without success.
After returning home, he immediately went to see Chu Zichen and explained the situation to him.
Chu Zichen saw the potatoes in the bamboo basket and asked, "He really said that the yield of these potatoes can reach two to three thousand kilograms per acre."
An Qingyuan nodded: "Xiaguan did not enter the villa. Mr. Li did. It is said that a girl named Ruan inside told him."
Chu Zichen nodded slightly: "If it is true as they said, it is necessary to promote the cultivation of this kind of food, but..."
"But what?" An Qingyuan asked.
Chu Zichen pondered: "According to my understanding, even the most fertile land cannot grow such high-yielding crops. Moreover, according to my investigation, they built defensive walls on the mountains. This behavior is very
The style of occupying the mountain and becoming the king.
Therefore, I hope Mr. An will not be deceived by their lies.
We must nip this bandit force in the cradle."
"What does His Highness Chen Wang mean?" An Qingyuan asked hesitantly.
"The bandits must be suppressed, and this kind of food must also be tested."
Chu Zichen made the final decision.
"But Mr. Li disagrees." An Qingyuan said: "Today, Xiaguan and Mr. Li have brought people up the mountain, but Mr. Li went into the villa to chat with them for a while and then came out and refused to send troops. Xiaguan and Mr. Li reached an agreement.
, if the yield of potatoes per mu is less than two thousand kilograms, he will resign."
"What?" Chu Zichen's face suddenly darkened: "Nonsense! In your eyes, you can do what you want to do as an official in the imperial court, but you can't do what you don't want to do? And you still reached an agreement? It's simply nonsense!"
An Qingyuan's face turned pale with fright, and he quickly raised his neck and said: "The official deserves to die, please forgive me, but the official understands Mr. Li's character, and what he has decided will not be changed easily, so this time,
It would be extremely difficult for him to send troops unless..."
"Unless what?"
"Unless His Highness personally gives him an order, he may agree to send troops due to His Highness's prestige."
Chu Zichen frowned slightly.
He did not want to directly intervene in the attack on Anyang Mountain.
He was silent for a while and said: "As you said, Li Chengfeng has a stubborn character. If I come forward, he will not give me face, just for fear of arousing the enemy."
"That's true." An Qingyuan was also in trouble: "But the defenders of Anyang City are under the control of the Anyang City School Captain. Without Li Chengfeng's nod, the subordinates would not be able to mobilize the defenders."
"Let's do this." Chu Zichen waved to him.
An Qingyuan quickly leaned over.
Chu Zichen whispered a few words in his ear.
An Qingyuan nodded: "Yes, I will take care of it now."
…
After that day, a wave of rumors spread in Anyang City.
The general content is that there are mountains of gold and silver on Anyang Mountain, and mountains of grain.
As a result, almost all the refugee groups in Anyang City rushed to Anyang Mountain at an extremely fast speed.
The first wave of refugee groups arrived at Anyang Mountain on the morning of the third day.
