Like Li Mojie, most of the remaining Jinshi scholars were granted the title of magistrate or county magistrate of Jiaozhou County.
It's not that Emperor Jing Xing sent all the talents to Jiaozhou on purpose.
But there was a war there and it was a time of shortage of manpower.
And he thought very clearly that real gold is not afraid of fire. If this group of people can come back alive, they will be the real pillars of the world.
If they die, the court will support their parents, wives and children, so that they will have enough food and clothing for the rest of their lives.
After such a series of official promotions, it was Li Long's turn soon.
Seeing Li Long's ragged appearance and his feet still stained with mud, even Zhang Zifang, a senior minister in the city, couldn't help but frown secretly.
However, he didn't say much. Just when he was about to speak and announce Li Long's official position, Li Changkong strode forward and said: "Mr. Zhang Ge, wait a minute!"
Zhang Zifang was quite unhappy at being interrupted and looked at Li Changkong, waiting for his next words.
Even Emperor Jing Xing and Jia Pingsheng also turned their gazes over.
What's more, I was thinking in my heart, could Li Changkong want to cause trouble when he saw that his apprentice did too poorly in the exam and couldn't get a good official position?
If this is the case, no matter how favored Li Changkong is, His Majesty will not agree to it.
"General Li thinks that the official title given to Li Long is too small? But before the elder of the pavilion said anything, you interrupted him, which is a bit... too presumptuous." Xie Jian stood up, as the censor. Doctor, he can't stand Li Changkong's behavior. It's a pity that Your Majesty is protecting him and leaving him helpless.
Hearing this, Li Changkong nodded and said, "Yes, I do think that the official title given to Li Long is too small."
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
A group of Jinshi were whispering and looking at Li Changkong with disbelief in their eyes.
Even Jia Pingsheng and Emperor Jing Xing couldn't help but look slightly sideways.
This bastard has always been a calculating person, how could he say such stupid things today?
As expected, Xie Jian became furious on the spot, pointed at Li Changkong and yelled: "Li Changkong, you are so brave!"
"No matter how great your fame, how many officials you can be granted, these are just the rules that have been set in the ancestral laws since the imperial examination system was established in the Qian Dynasty. How dare you dare to violate it!"
The implication is that this is something in the ancestral law, which has been affirmed by the ancestors of the Daqian Dynasty. Even the emperor may not be able to violate it, so why do you violate it?
Hearing this, Li Changkong smiled and said, "What if I say that Li Long has countless great achievements? Can Xie Yushi's position be given to him?"
As soon as these words came out, Xie Jian immediately blew his beard and glared, saying: "There are countless living people who have achieved great fame. You, Li Anbei, really have a great tone!"
"If he really has such ability, I will give up my post of imperial censor to him, so what?"
"With Xie Yushi's words, Changkong feels relieved." Li Changkong said with a smile.
When Xie Jian heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling that something was not quite right, as if he had been trapped.
However, Emperor Jing Xing heard the implication of Li Changkong's words and said immediately: "Then you can tell me what great achievements this Li Long has, which can save countless lives."
"It's very simple, farming."
As soon as this statement came out, the civil and military officials in the court laughed.
Even some new Jinshi who were afraid to laugh because of Li Changkong's face started laughing.
It doesn’t matter if it’s Daqian or all the countries in the four directions.
The four major classes of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are almost obvious.
Although the social status of this peasant was not low, it was far behind those of them, scholar-bureaucrats and Jinshi.
They still can't live to a large number of people, but if Li Long cultivates some fields, he can live to a large number of people?
Emperor Jing Xing did not laugh, but instead felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, like...a surprise.
Because he knew that although Li Changkong, a bastard, was unreliable, he never told lies.
Since he dared to talk about it in such a big way, maybe it was really true!
Sure enough, within a moment, I heard Li Changkong continue to ask: "Have you all finished laughing? If you have finished laughing, can any of you tell me how much rice can be produced per mu?"
As soon as these words came out, the civil and military officials who were still laughing suddenly fell silent for a moment.
They are all scholar-bureaucrats who live in temples. They receive monthly stipends from the court, so they don't have to worry about food and drink. Naturally, they don't have to worry about how much rice they can produce per mu.
Emperor Jing Xing frowned slightly when he saw this, a little sullen.
He said: "You are all my Dagan humerus. Is it possible that you don't even know what my Dagan's rice yield per acre is?"
"Then how do you handle government affairs on weekdays?"
Seeing Emperor Jing Xing's anger, a man stood up and said, "To your Majesty and General Anbei, I have a vast land and the rice yield varies from place to place, but it is about two hundred kilograms per mu."
When Li Changkong heard this, he looked at Li Long and couldn't help but nodded secretly.
He knew the official who came forward. He was an official from the Ministry of Household Affairs. He was in the fifth rank, Si Nong Cheng. He was an officer under the command of Da Si Nong Cheng and was in charge of agriculture.
The data given by others is definitely more professional. It is the same as the two hundred kilograms given by Li Long. This shows that Li Long has worked hard.
"Then if Li Long can make every acre of land in Daqian produce an extra hundred kilograms of grain, can he be regarded as a great success for countless people?"
boom!
As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the court was shocked.
Xie Jian was dumbfounded, stood up, and rebuked sternly: "You talk nonsense, what are you talking about? The land has its own days to harvest, and it depends on the face of the Dragon King. How did you get such great ability? Can the land produce an extra hundred catties of grain?"
Although most of the people present have never farmed before, they still understand the concept.
If what Li Changkong said is true, it will be equivalent to the effect of planting one and a half acres per acre of land in the future. Not only will it be a great achievement for countless living people, it can be regarded as meritorious deeds.
But, is it possible?
In addition to the people taking good care of this farming matter, the remaining half depends entirely on God.
Is this something that can be decided by humans?
Do you, Li Changkong, really think you are a god?
Even the hope in Emperor Jing Xing's eyes had faded a lot, showing a bit of disappointment.
It's not that I don't believe Li Changkong, it's just that these words are too illusory.
Seeing this, Li Changkong stopped hiding and said directly: "I can tell you why Li Long didn't do well in the exam."
"Because he has been farming in Xishan for several months since last year's examination!"
"The result is that he developed a new seed that can produce a yield of 250 kilograms per mu even in Xishan!"
"The mud on Li Long's feet was brought from the rice fields in Xishan!"
"It's genuine! If you don't believe it, you can go to Xishan to have a look!"
Hearing what Li Changkong said, the civil and military officials at the scene gradually realized that something was wrong.
This...can't be true??
After all, new seeds are always more reliable than being able to control the weather.
Emperor Jing Xing stood up from the dragon chair, looked at Li Changkong, and asked with stern eyes: "Is this true?"