Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Su Lu. Potatoes produced more than a thousand kilograms per mu. If sweet potatoes also produced more than a thousand kilograms per mu, how many people would have to live with such a yield?
"Every family has a Buddha!"
Qian Qianyi, the Minister of Rites, suddenly spoke. After Lao Qian said this, he turned around and saluted Li Qing.
"I would like to congratulate your majesty, congratulate the subjects of the Han Dynasty, and congratulate the country's country. With these two things, our country of Han will no longer suffer from famine and famine, and your majesty's country will be forever solid."
There were shouts of congratulations like a mountain shouting all around, and the potato fields were filled with Han subjects, ministers, servants, and tenant farmers of the imperial village who paid their respects and shouted long live the mountains.
Standing next to Li Qing, Su Lu seemed to stand out from the crowd.
Kneeling on the ground, Yang Biao frowned. Although the prince is a great talent, he has to worship His Majesty. Thinking of this, he looked at Qian Qianyi with his butt in front of him, and felt a little annoyed. The dignified Minister of Rites, for such
There was no rebuttal to the violation of regulations.
After collecting the potatoes and commending the officials and subordinates of the Agriculture Department, the first few farmers in Lizhuang who had mastered potato cultivation also received honors and awards as they wished, and their wrinkled dark faces almost turned into flowers with smiles.
Watching His Majesty's car drive away, Yang Biao waved away the followers around him and called to Qian Qianyi.
Qian Qianyi glanced at the household official who was lagging behind, understood, waved to stop his etiquette attaché, and walked in front side by side with Yang Biao.
"Master Yang, just now I saw that you seemed worried and angry that the prince did not kneel down to worship His Majesty. If you stopped me, wouldn't you just want to talk about this?"
Yang Biao nodded: "Master Qian is the Minister of Etiquette and a model of etiquette in our Han Dynasty. We should put etiquette first in everything and maintain the etiquette system everywhere. The king is heaven, and kneeling and worshiping is natural. What the prince did today is really wrong.
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Qian Qianyi sneered: "Master Yang, the Han Dynasty is only a country of Han as long as the prince is here. If the prince is not here, Mr. Yang, do you think the Han State is still there?"
Yang Biao was stunned when he heard this, stopped in his tracks, and stared at Qian Qianyi's back in front of him with his mouth open.
Yes, if the prince is not here, not to mention external enemies, His Majesty will not be able to suppress the strife within the government and the opposition alone, let alone the states that are ready to take action, looking around at the powerful enemies.
This Han Kingdom is basically the Han Kingdom of the prince.
It’s a waste of time that I usually pride myself on being shrewd, but now that I’ve encountered His Majesty’s affairs, I feel dizzy.
"stop"
There was a scolding voice beside him, and Yang Biao saw that his bodyguard had rushed up from behind, with the steel sword unsheathed and blocking him in front of him.
On the official road a few steps away, a team of tall horses galloped towards them. The knight at the head, half covered in leather robes, with half of his arms exposed and a big beard, rushed towards them.
The retinue of the Minister of Rites also rushed up, drew out their steel swords, formed a circle with the retinue of the Minister of Hubu, and separated the cavalry outside.
"Tule people?"
A forbidden soldier spoke.
Yang Biao's expression changed. What are the Thule people doing here?
Today, ministers from all ministries are gathered here. If they are made dumplings by this Thule cavalry army, then the Han Kingdom will really be doomed.
"Protect everyone"
Yang Biao yelled at the top of his lungs. Under the leadership of the prince, the Han Dynasty had just made progress, but the Thule people could not be allowed to benefit by capturing the ministers and destroying the country's country.
The nearby Imperial Guards gathered around them one after another, unsheathing their swords and guns and pointing them at the Thule Knight.
Wu Gutu was startled, jumped off the horse and waved to Yang Biao repeatedly.
"We are not here to fight."
Surrounded by troops, Qian Qianyi became more confident and scolded Wu Guju in an old-fashioned way.
"Who among you, without Your Majesty's summons, entered the hinterland of our Han Kingdom without permission? What crime should be committed?"
Qian Qianyi's momentum was so strong that he immediately intimidated Wu Gutu. Wu Gutu bowed down very spinelessly and spoke in a flattering tone.
"This lord knows clearly that this villain is a great attaché of the royal court of Tulenan. He was killed in the battle on the right side. Several sons had a dispute and wanted to kill me, Wu Gutu. Wu Gutu is grateful for the kindness of your majesty and the prince, so the starry night
I came here to see the prince and his majesty one last time."
"Duo, if you and other foreign ministers want to see His Majesty, the border minister must give formal instructions, and there will be an honor guard to escort you to Beijing. Why do you come here so recklessly?"
Wu Gutu was speechless. How did he know that there would be so many twists and turns? He came directly without even saying hello to Zhang Lu. He came directly to pray for surrender. He never expected to encounter a team of officials and almost had a conflict.
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"The foreign ministers are here to surrender. They are willing to surrender with the land of the royal court of Turnan. They are willing to be slaves and servants."
Wu Gutu stuttered out the words he had memorized hundreds of times at home.
Seeing the sweaty bony protrusions, all the officials and subordinates were stunned. It was Thule who came to surrender.
"Double happiness comes to your door"
Qian Qianyi suddenly said, "We just had a good harvest of potatoes and sweet potatoes, and now the royal court of Tulenan has come to join us. This is a great thing."
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When the protruding bone reached Qinzheng Hall, it was already the second day.
The officials of the Ministry of Etiquette taught etiquette for a day, and Wu Gutu and several Tule followers finally mastered the etiquette. At least they knew how to kneel down and worship the mountain and shout long live the mountain.
After kneeling down for a while, Li Qing asked, "You are not from the royal family of Thule. You raised your troops to surrender. How many soldiers do you have?"
Wu Gutu said without hesitation: "Including Hanshui City, the south of the grassland, all surrender to the Han Kingdom, surrender at the feet of your Majesty, and surrender before the prince."
Li Qing nodded: "The place is quite good, but the prince said that our country of Han cannot maintain an army for a long time. Food is a huge consumption for our country. Our country of Han cannot afford to support an army to guard Thule."
Wu.”
Wu Gutu's expression changed. He hurried up to vote. Why didn't they give up? Thinking about the mutual market in the Hun River Valley, the difference in identity between the Thule people and the Han people. Even if they made mistakes, they would be beaten with different whips.
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Naturally, it is not easy to be a Han citizen.
Wu Gutu knelt down and took a few steps forward, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Your Majesty, the foreign minister promises not to waste any food from the imperial court. As long as the imperial court is willing to send troops, military pay, and supplies, I, Thule, will supply them all."
In the court hall, all the ministers looked shocked and looked at the protruding bones in confusion.
This grandson is so generous.
Li Qing spoke: "In this case, I have approved your surrender, and all subsequent matters will be decided by you. If you really want our army to enter the grassland to quell the rebellion, just report it directly."
Wu Gutu was overjoyed and knelt down to kowtow.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. My hometown Hanshui City is under threat from the army. I hope that Your Majesty will send troops as soon as possible to defeat Thule's army and save our Han people."
Li Qing looked at the protruding bones in astonishment. It turned out that there was a reason for his grandson to join him.
Pang De came out and said: "I think it's okay. Since I carved Yin to sweat, the land is vast. This achievement of opening up the territory and expanding the territory is worth winning. Even if I pay a price, I think it's okay."
Zhou Ping, the Minister of War, went out and said: "I think I need to ask the prince about this matter. At this time and at that time, when faced with such a situation as the protruding bone, the prince must have a military strategy."