Daming heir

Chapter 296
When the emperor spoke, everyone immediately silenced and suppressed their footsteps, silently following behind His Majesty the Emperor.

It's just that there are smiles on everyone's faces.

Officials always have an inexplicable pride.

They always believe that as long as the world develops according to their vision, the world will be peaceful.

When the monarch likes martial arts and even goes to the battlefield himself, they will think that this is the beginning of the world's imminent instability.

A qualified monarch should be wise and introverted, trust them, and be close to Nongsang.

Even most of the time, most of the income from Nongsang goes into the pockets of these people.

So, when they saw the grandson of the Emperor Jian Guo of Ming Dynasty, with his buttocks pouted, his trousers and sleeves rolled up, and the officials of the Shanglin Court with his butts pouting up to the sky, he was meticulously cutting sweet potatoes in the sweet potato field.

Everyone believed that this was the most meaningful performance for Daming, and its importance was even far greater than the unproven [-] stone per mu yield.

And in the sweet potato field.

Zhu Yunxi, who bent down, smelled mud in his nose, mixed with the pungent smell diluted with farmyard manure. His white and clean hands were covered with mud, and the crevices between his fingers were already black.

Because I had bent over for a long time and moved a lot, the sweat on my face dripped onto the ground.

However, this gave Zhu Yunxi a great sense of security.

It only takes about four months for this piece of sweet potato field that is not full of cuttings to harvest for the first time.

Next year, Zhu Yunxi hopes to plant sweet potatoes at the foot of Shenlie Mountain.In the next year, the entire land around Yingtian City will probably be filled.

In three to five years, more than half of Zhili can be covered by planting sweet potatoes with cuttings of sweet potato vines.

Yuan Sutai, who cut sweet potatoes on the opposite ridge, did it more meticulously and carefully than Zhu Yunxi.

The sweet potato vine branches and leaves in the bamboo basket beside me are almost used up.

Yuan Sutai said in a loud voice: "I never thought that a few sweet potato vines could plant so much land. I was thinking, can I wait for these sweet potato branches and leaves to grow into sweet potato vines, and the supervisor of Shanglin Garden can take the branches and leaves, and then cut them In this way, I am confident that this sweet potato field will be full of sweet potatoes this year."

This is something that has been proactive.

Zhu Yunxi never imagined that Yuan Sutai would think of a plan to accelerate the expansion of sweet potato planting scale and expand next year's sweet potato seeds so quickly.

He pondered for a while, thinking for a while.

The sweet potato branches and leaves from these cuttings can take root, germinate and open in about a month, and they can climb the ridges in a maximum of two months.

If calculated on this basis, this piece of sweet potato field is very hopeful that it will be fully planted this year, and it is guaranteed to grow sweet potatoes.

After all, Yingtian Mansion is located in the south of the Yangtze River, and winter is not as fast as in the north, so it is not impossible to add more fertilizer.

Zhu Yunxi smiled immediately: "This method is feasible. In fact, Jianzheng can try this sweet potato vine at that time. Just add some oil and water and fry it, and it will be delicious."

Can sweet potato vines be eaten too?

Yuan Sutai hesitated for a moment, and looked down at the last sweet potato branch and leaf that had been planted in the ridge and had been watered with fertilizer.

"You mean, this sweet potato vine is also edible?"

Zhu Yuanzhang, with a smile on his face, stood behind the two with his hands behind his back, and asked curiously and with some doubts.

Zhu Yunxi frowned slightly: "Three or two months, pick the leaves, if there are a few pieces of oil residue in it, the most important thing is..."

Suddenly realizing something was wrong, Zhu Yunxi turned his head with a solemn expression, and saw his old man leaning over with his hands behind his back, looking at him.

Behind the old man, there are also the prince and a group of courtiers.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "What's the best?"

"The most... the most delicious." Zhu Yunxi replied in a low voice, and then asked curiously: "Why did you leave the palace? And..."

As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi looked puzzled at the large group of officials with greasy smiles on their faces.

"The merit surpasses the three emperors, and the virtue surpasses the five emperors." Zhu Yuanzhang's face sank, he straightened his body, and stared at Zhu Yunxi who was squatting in front of him with deep eyes: "If Daming really produces twenty stones per mu, I, Daming, can surpass it in merit and virtue." Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns, Da Ming can also restart Feng Chan!"

Following the old man's opening.

Seeing the officials behind, Zhu Yunxi immediately waved his sleeves neatly, his complexion suddenly became solemn, all of them were upright and upright, and then his demeanor was calm and rigorous, he bowed down meticulously, and raised his arms together, covering his head.

"The great grandson is wise, and he found good seeds. The fortune of the country has benefited the people. The merits of the ages, the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty is boundless, and the day of the harvest, the Ming Dynasty can be enshrined in Zen."

Feng Chan...

Zhu Yunxi's eyes moved slightly.

Obviously, the old man in front of him and this group of officials heard that he had obtained sweet potato seeds from the barbarian merchants today, and probably also heard his remarks about the yield of twenty shi per mu in Shanglin Garden Supervisor.

So they were all moved, and they wanted to come and see for themselves, to see if there would be an auspicious grand event of twenty shi per mu in Daming.

As for Feng Chan.

If it is really possible to produce twenty stones per mu, Daming would be able to climb Mount Tai to enshrine Zen with such great merit.

It will also change the appearance of a certain emperor turning the ceremony of Fengshan into a play.

It's just that the matter of producing twenty shi per mu seems to have been finalized just like that.

Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but look back at the sweet potato field behind him, and couldn't help feeling rejoicing. Fortunately, this was talking about sweet potatoes, not other crops.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head and waved his hands to the courtiers: "The state of the country is ruled by man, and it is the nectar from the sky. If the world is not in harmony, the world will not be peaceful."

Zhan Hui and others immediately echoed, and then said that Daming is now a well-organized government and a harmonious people, even if the sky does not send nectar, the world can still have such auspicious additions as sweet potatoes.

This is the duty of a courtier.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and shook his head, grabbed Zhu Yunxi's wrist, and the grandfather and grandson walked into the sweet potato field.

Seeing that the sweet potato vines were only planted in three or four quarters, Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and said: "When the sweet potatoes grow vine leaves here, you have to make a sweet potato leaf vegetable for grandpa. Grandpa wants to try it too. Is it as good as you?" It's as delicious as it says."

Zhu Yunxi nodded and nodded: "The grandson is actually just hearsay, and I didn't expect to be able to find sweet potatoes."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi glanced indifferently at the officials scattered among the other rows of land.

Suddenly, he made a bounty offer, and brought the items on the bounty to Shanglin Court Supervisor.

Even though these people, including the old man, never said anything, they must be wondering why they knew these things even though they were from the Central Plains.

really.

Zhu Yuanzhang pretended to be puzzled, and then asked casually: "Such high-yield crops are just hearsay?"

Following the emperor's questioning, the officials in the surrounding fields all looked sideways at him.

All present are people who are erudite and knowledgeable, and have read all the classics in the world.

If there were really such things as sweet potatoes, Daming would have already found them.

Zhu Yunxi nodded affirmatively: "Speaking of which, my grandson has to thank my grandfather. In Hongwu 25 years, I allowed my grandson to do hand toes."

Before Zhu Yuanzhang could open his mouth, Zhan Hui, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials in the middle of the ridge next door, immediately asked, "Your Highness, does this sweet potato have something to do with Jiaozhi Road?"

Zhu Yunxi nodded and shook his head: "Although the sweet potato is not native to Jiaozhi Dao, but it can be found now, but it is also related to Jiaozhi Dao."

Zhan Hui showed curiosity: "Your Highness, please release me for my ministers."

"Grandpa, you know the Jiaozhi Road before you go south. There are many islands, and the islands are connected." Zhu Yunxi swept across the officials and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a smile on his face.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and said: "There are many islands in the South China Sea, and the straits alternate with each other."

"That's right." Zhu Yunxi said with a smile: "In recent years, many maritime merchants from the land of Europa have sailed eastward. The sea is turbulent, and many barbarian merchant fleets have been destroyed, and they have been stranded on many islands in the South Seas.

When my grandson went to Jiaozhi Road with the army, he got a record of barbarians and merchants by chance, and only then did he know about these miraculous crops. "

After speaking, Zhu Yunxi quickly glanced at everyone present.

Then he added: "It's a pity that the book of records is so old. After my grandson got it, he only read it once and it was completely shattered. In a hurry, my grandson can only write down the few rewards that are now offered. "

When everyone heard this explanation, they couldn't help sighing in unison, feeling sorry for those things that must have not been recorded by the grandson.

Zhan Hui pondered for a moment, frowned and sighed softly: "In this way, it is my great fortune. If the record is not discovered by His Highness, I am afraid it will be turned into dust in a short time. Thinking about it this way, it is really God's blessing I am Ming, protect the people of the Central Plains!"

Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Therefore, reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles is the reason."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang stretched out his hand and patted Zhu Yunxi's shoulder, with unstoppable satisfaction in his eyes: "You did a good job."

Zhu Yunxi nodded modestly and declined a few words.

At this time, among the accompanying officials, Yu Xin, the left servant of the household department who had been a low-key official for the past two years, suddenly crossed two or three ridges and came before Zhu Yunxi.

I saw Yu Xin clasped his hands, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask Your Highness, can this sweet potato really produce twenty stones per mu? Is this also recorded in the records His Highness found? If sweet potatoes enter my Central Plains, the water and soil are not acclimatized, and the yield per mu Will it be affected?"

This is the key question.

How much can the yield per mu of sweet potatoes reach?

In fact, in the hearts of most people present, as long as the yield of sweet potatoes can reach six or seven stones per mu, they would dare to encourage the emperor to go to Mount Tai to enshrine Zen.

Feng Chan is the king's highest honor and praise.

But in the same way, it is also a compliment and honor to the courtiers under the king's command!
However, before Zhu Yunxi could answer, Yuan Sutai, the supervisor of Shanglinyuan who was following behind him, had already stood up under the unexpected eyes of everyone.

Yuan Sutai, who was covered in mud and dressed in coarse linen clothes, did not look like a member of the third rank of Ming Dynasty.

It might as well be that he is an old farmer hired by the Shanglinyuan Supervisory Office.

However, Yuan Sutai's face was tense, and he walked in front of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunxi with a solemn expression.

"Chen Shanglin Yuan Supervisor Left Supervisor Zheng Yuan Sutai, I would like to inform Your Majesty that the yield of sweet potatoes per mu will never be less than [-] shi per mu!"

Yuan Sutai, who wholeheartedly wanted to feed the entire Ming Dynasty, seldom saw official appearances now, and he could say what he said as concisely and clearly as he could.

He said that sweet potatoes can produce no less than [-] shi per mu, and the people present really began to look forward to it.

After all, the rice with more than a hundred grains of rice planted outside Yingtian City was supervised by Yuan Sutai and the others at Shanglin Garden.

It was also because of this incident at the beginning that the originally small Shanglinyuan supervisory yamen has now become a third-rank yamen, which can be compared side by side with Taichang Temple and Dali Temple.

Yuan Sutai, however, seemed to be ignorant of the rules in the officialdom, seeing everyone silent, thinking that these people did not believe what he said.

As a result, Yuan Sutai's face flushed for a while, and then he said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, if the yield of sweet potatoes per mu cannot reach twenty shi this year, I ask you to resign!"

Everyone was surprised.

Seeing this, Zhu Yunxi quickly intervened and grabbed Yuan Sutai: "The Ming Dynasty still needs Yuan Jianzheng to cultivate a lot of better crops!"

Afterwards, Zhu Yunxi smiled and said to the old man: "Grandpa, in fact, my grandson still has five pieces of edible sweet potatoes in his hand. These are all found from the Fortune ship of the Flangji businessman Fan Chong. Cutting today Below the sweet potato vines here are the five pieces of sweet potatoes."

There are also sweet potatoes!
There was a burst of noise from the officials present.

Zhu Yuanzhang even slapped the eldest grandson on the back of the head, and then glared: "Since there are sweet potatoes here, why don't you take us there to have a look!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded and bowed: "Grandpa, this way please."

Pointing in a direction, everyone went to the place where he put the sweet potatoes.

Only then did Zhu Yunxi turn his head and glared at Yuan Sutai who had just been pulled behind him.

"Shanglin Yuanjian still depends on you, and whether the people of Ming Dynasty can have enough to eat also depends on you. I dare not say anything like resigning from office in the future!"

Yuan Sutai showed a simple smile on his sun-tanned face.

"I believe what His Royal Highness said."

Whoops!
When I turn back, I will sell it to America to find rubber trees!
Zhu Yunxi glared at Yuan Sutai again, then hurriedly caught up with the old man and others who were already surrounded by the sweet potato field in front of a pergola.

Before getting into the crowd, Zhu Yunxi heard a burst of exclamation from the crowd.

"Sweet potatoes are so big?"

"The smallest one must be eighty or ninety-two heavy!"

"It's amazing! It's amazing!"

"Come on! Get the biggest sweet potato on the scale. We all think that this sweet potato must weigh four to five catties!"

"..."

"Your Majesty, weigh it first, this sweet potato is really big!"

"Auspicious! God bless Daming!"

"Get on the scale!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd.

I don't know which department official, under the watchful eyes of everyone, personally took the scale and weighed it, and put the biggest piece of sweet potato on it.

a while.

When Zhu Yunxi finally reached the old man's side.

The whole crowd was in an uproar.

"A total of 56 two, three, and four cents!"

"56 two, three, four cents!"

"Put them all together on the scale!"

The crowd was noisy again.

Zhu Yunxi saw that the minister of the Ministry of Industry personally put the remaining four pieces of sweet potatoes on the weighing pan.

After a moment.

"Auspicious!"

"I report to Your Majesty, this sweet potato is really auspicious for my court!"

"Five sweet potatoes, a total of 130 twenty-eight cents and six cents!"

"I congratulate Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations to Daming!"

Zhu Yunxi, who was standing beside the old man, turned his eyes.

130 two taels.

This is just over thirteen catties.

Just five sweet potatoes.

If it was changed to the Ming system, it would weigh eight or nine catties.

This is not auspicious, what else can be called auspicious!

In the blink of an eye, with Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Yunxi at the center, the surroundings had already knelt down.

Everyone's faces were moved.

Zhu Biao at the side poked his son's waist lightly, arousing Zhu Yunxi's doubts.

"Your Majesty, I think that it is impossible to be sure at this time. It is better to wait until the sweet potatoes planted in my Daming this year are harvested before weighing."

Zhu Yunxi raised his brows, and instantly understood what his father meant.

This is my father's love for me.

It is said that it is certain that the sweet potatoes will still have the original output when they arrive in Daming.

Now if these courtiers set it up, if there is no yield of twenty shi per mu, is this auspicious?
If not, whose fault is it?
Zhu Yuanzhang also understood the pros and cons of it, hummed twice, and slapped Zhu Yunxi on the back of the head again in full view.

"This kid is lucky. We'll just have to wait and see how many stones per mu of sweet potatoes we planted in Daming can have."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand to signal everyone to get up, and his eyes turned to the sweet potato field next to him.

Ten catties of sweet potatoes can grow in one oak barrel.

Now how much can this three-quarter land grow?

There must be seven or eight stones!
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang wished that the time would go forward by three to five months, and he would directly see the day when the sweet potatoes were ripe.

On the other hand, Zhan Hui, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials with a blushing face, took a few glances at the five pieces of sweet potatoes that were still placed on the weighing pan, and rolled his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I just don't know how the sweet potato tastes."

"Don't ask for delicious food, as long as it can be swallowed, it is a great thing."

People in the Central Plains are tolerant of appetite, but they are also picky.

As long as the Central Plains people say that this thing cannot be eaten, it is definitely not edible.

No matter how delicious something is said to be, as long as the people in the Central Plains don't eat it, it's really hard to swallow.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at the sweet potato in front of him with curiosity.

But still turned to look at the eldest grandson beside him: "This sweet potato, do you have other plans?"

Zhu Yunxi was taken aback for a moment.

Originally, he planned to put away these five pieces of sweet potatoes and put them away. If the sweet potato vines from cuttings in the sweet potato field in front of him could not grow, he would use these five pieces of sweet potatoes as the final seed next year.

Only now, the old man obviously looks like he wants to taste it.

Zhu Yunxi then said: "Grandpa, the two biggest pieces, probably don't taste good, so please leave them for the grandson to put away. It will be useful to be on guard later. The other three pieces..."

"The other three sweet potatoes, can grandpa try them today?"

Hearing that there is still an opportunity to taste it on the spot, Zhu Yuanzhang naturally expressed yearning and expectation.

Zhu Yunxi smiled and nodded: "Grandpa, please take a rest, grandson will prepare for grandpa right now."

Then, he looked at the courtiers present.

There was a look of confusion on his face.

"It's just three pieces of sweet potatoes..."

(End of this chapter)