I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

"I love the view!"

Empress Zhang looked at the scenery in front of her and said happily, "I like it too. This is the most beautiful scenery I've ever seen!"

Empress Zhang is from Kaifeng Prefecture, Henan Province. She has few opportunities to leave the palace in her life. If she hadn’t followed Empress Zhou to Liaodong this time, she would have never left Beijing for nearly 15 years.

Of course, even if she could leave the Forbidden City in Beijing, she would not have the opportunity to look at the boundless ears of grain, quietly watch the sunset, and watch hundreds of thousands of people busy working together.

Empress Zhou looked at Empress Zhang's happy face, and said with a faint smile, "Sister-in-law, I also like this kind of scenery. I hope that the whole of Daming can be filled with such scenery. Such grain ears can grow all over the banks of the Yellow River, so that there will be no famine, and the common people will no longer have to flee! There will be no need to sell their sons and daughters any more."

"It's just a pity..."

Empress Zhang looked at Empress Zhou in puzzlement and said, "Cheng Qing was born in the 24th year of Wanli. In the first year of Tianqi, he should have been 24 years old... I don't understand why he wasn't reused!"

"If the governor of Denglai hadn't received Cheng Qing's 8000 taels of silver, Cheng Qing might not even be able to become a thousand households of Wei Zuo in Dengzhou. How could he be reused?"

Empress Zhou sighed and said, "That mediocre official and treacherous minister should be killed!"

Empress Zhang looked at Empress Zhou and said, "Can Cheng Qing be transferred to Beizhili as governor?"

As the Governor of Beizhili, Ming Dynasty naturally did not have this official position. Many of the Ming Dynasty's official positions were newly established. According to Empress Zhang, the four poorest provinces of Beizhili, Henan, Shanxi, and Shaanxi should be handed over to Cheng Shijie for management.

Of course, this queen is a little naive, she knows that Cheng Shijie is impossible to become the governor of Zhili, because Cheng Shijie is not a Jinshi, not a Hanlin, and he has never entered the Six Departments.

Empress Zhou also felt very regretful: "There is no way to do this, the law of the ancestors cannot be violated!"

Not far from Guzidi, there is a green sweet potato field. While the adults were not paying attention, several children ran to the sweet potato field to dig sweet potatoes. After a short time, they dug up more than a dozen huge sweet potatoes.

The children dug a firepit with the harvested corn stalks, put the corn stalks in and ignited the fire. As the corn stalks blazed up, the sweet potatoes with soil gradually ripened.

Several adults found several children playing with fire behind them. They were terrified. You must know that the harvested millet so far is less than one-third.

"Clap clap clap..."

The adults' education was simple and rude, and several children were plucked away by their respective adults' ears. Of course, the fire pit was also extinguished with soil.

Empress Zhang looked at this scene, a little familiar, but also a little emotional.

Seeing that the fire in the chimney didn't seem to be completely extinguished, and there were still wisps of smoke rising, she was about to go to put out the fire, but someone got there first.

In fact, Cheng Shijie saw a few bad boys digging up sweet potatoes and burning them directly in the morning. This scene also brought back Cheng Shijie's childhood memories. Fortunately, it turned out to be the same memory and the same taste.

In particular, a few children were beaten up by their parents and walked away with their ears squeezed. Cheng Shijie pointed to the fire pit and said with a smile: "Boy, hurry up, let's eat delicious food!"

Cheng Shijie took three steps at a time, came to the firepit, picked up a short knife, and pushed the soil on the stalks away. With the infiltration of air, the flame that had been almost extinguished began to burn rapidly again.

After a while, the sweet and greasy aroma of sweet potatoes hit the nostrils.

Queen Zhou looked at Cheng Shijie as if he was a child, happily eating sweet potatoes.

Chen Zilong actually doesn't like sweet potatoes very much, because it's okay to eat sweet potatoes occasionally, and his stomach will get sour if he eats too much, but now he's already feeling hungry, and he eats sweet potatoes regardless of his image.

Empress Zhou and Empress Zhang walked towards Cheng Shijie and Chen Zilong. Several eunuchs beside Empress Zhou quickly took down the curtains from the cart and built a huge tent.

Queen Zhou and Queen Zhang entered the tent, and Cheng Shijie and Chen Zilong had no choice but to come over to greet them.

Empress Zhou looked at Chen Zilong and Cheng Shijie and said, "Cheng Qing, Chen Qing, although Xingu is good, it's a pity that Daming is too big, and it's impossible for the whole world to grow millet, and we can't just eat millet, we have to eat wheat and rice, and Daming's output of wheat and rice is very low...do you have any solution?"

"this?"

The hybrid millet cultivated by Chen Zilong and other agronomy experts was only based on the technical data given by Cheng Shijie. In fact, it is not quite correct to say that they were cultivated. They just restored this hybrid millet according to the data.

Chen Zilong didn't know how to answer Queen Zhang's question either.

Cheng Shijie said with a faint smile: "This is a good thing. As the saying goes, millet can be hybridized, wheat can also be hybridized, and rice can also be hybridized. It is nothing more than spending time on research. If you have time and money, you can research new seeds with high yield and drought resistance!"

Queen Zhang said: "This breeding... I'm afraid it's not easy?"

"It must not be easy!"

Cheng Shijie laughed lightly: "At that time, because of his geographical climatic problems, he had always been short. The whole nation was a" dwarf "and was very inferior. In addition, the civilization was late, and there were still great defects in all aspects of intelligence. The small days were very small. People are very headache, so people in small days have spontaneously into a scale to change their own inferior genes by borrowing. "

Empress Zhang has actually heard about this incident. "Qingbo Magazine" records: "A boat from the country of Wa drifted in the Song Dynasty, and there were three or 20 people in a group. The women were sent out, and when they met people from Zhongzhou (China), they chose the beautiful ones to recommend them. The name is "Duzhong."

"Did they succeed then?"

"It can be said that it was successful, but it can also be said that it was not successful!"

Cheng Shijie said: "The common people in the small days have no chance to breed, so they are still the same, only the nobles or the warrior class, part of which has successfully improved the short gene! I have to say that the people of the small days are very tough. They have spent hundreds of years improving the human species. Wheat and rice are the same as human species. We can complete drought-resistant and cold-resistant wheat, as well as high-yielding rice in a few years at most!"

Chen Zilong's eyes were shining brightly. His teacher Xu Guangqi had a spot among the four sages of the farm family. Now that he has improved the grain seeds, he will be famous in history for sure. If he doesn't make it right, he will achieve even higher achievements in the future.

"How about the yield of hybrid rice and hybrid wheat?"

Queen Zhang asked urgently.

"The yield will definitely be high!"

Cheng Shijie said: "We have done experiments. Even with the current wheat seeds, with careful planting, sufficient fertilization, and timely irrigation, there is still a yield of five or six hundred catties. If the grain seeds are improved, then the future yield of one thousand catties per mu will not be a problem..."

Empress Zhou said in surprise, "This... is so productive!? My God, two acres of land can feed a whole family!"

"Of course, this is only the yield of refined seeds. If it is popularized, it will have to be greatly discounted, but it is no problem to produce [-] to [-] catties per mu of wheat, and it is not a problem to produce [-] to [-] catties per mu of rice."

Empress Zhang said happily: "With such an output, farmers will wake up with laughter from their dreams!"

Cheng Shijie said with a smile: "I will wake up laughing..."

While talking, someone came over on a horse and shouted from a long distance: "Urgent military situation, urgent military situation."

When Cheng Shijie heard this voice, he suddenly felt a little bad.

Could it be that Jiannu is calling?

It's still a little early now. You must know that besides the experimental millet can be harvested now, it will take more than a month for wheat and corn, and it will take two months for the late-planted sweet potatoes and potatoes to be harvested.

"Report to the Commander, Jianu has changed!"

Cheng Shijie didn't find it strange. Huang Taiji can be regarded as the founding emperor of the country. Although he was hit by Ning Haijun, he shouldn't admit defeat so easily.

By the time Cheng Shijie returned from Zhenhai City to Jinzhou Ning Naval General Mansion, the staff of the Ning Naval General Staff Department had already made a sand table. On the huge sand table with a radius of one foot, the layout of Jiannu was clearly marked.

"Meet the Master!"

"Free gift!"

"How is the situation now?"

"Not great!"

Zhou An smiled wryly: "The Liaodong capital organized three attacks for three days, and all of them failed!"

Cheng Shijie looked at the markings on the sand table, and asked a little puzzled: "Is the information correct?"

"no!"

Zhou An said earnestly: "According to the information from Liaoyang Dusi, Yue Tuo led the former slave army this time. Two white flags, two blue flags, each with one cattle record, two red flags and two yellow flags, each with two cattle records, for a total of twelve cattle records. In addition, the Han army flag and the Mongolia left and right flags each sent 500 troops, totaling more than [-] troops!"

"The number of people is less than half of the Liaoyang capital, how did Shen Mingyu fight this battle?"

"According to the intelligence, Jiannu has learned our Ning Navy's fortress tactics this time. They have dug six trenches and built six parapets in the front and on the left and right wings respectively. Our artillery is not very effective against them!"

Cheng Shijie can understand that, although the artillery of the Ning Navy has reached the forefront of the world, the problem is that this is only the advantage of the navy's naval guns. The artillery of the infantry is mainly the Francophone artillery.

"Does the General Staff have any good countermeasures now?"

"Have!"

Zhou An smiled and said, "If this kind of problem happened a month ago, we really had no way to do it. Now, we really have a way!"

"any solution?"

"We have the Fire Bull Dozer!"

Ok!

This was all brought about by Cheng Shijie's 50 taels of silver. As the engineering college in Ninghai City began to be constructed, and the Huoxu Depot began to be put into production, more and more inventions began to come out.

Especially in terms of large-scale machinery for road construction, there are steam engine-type mixers and steam-type road rollers. Of course, animal-drawn bulldozers were originally used, and steam engines can be transplanted to it.Of course, the power of the current steam engine is not large, and this kind of bulldozer is barely usable.

"I'm bored now. Get ready. The General Staff will send some staff to Liaoyang with me!"

Just when Cheng Shijie was packing his bags and preparing to go to Liaoyang, in the slave camp in Longgang Town, Liaoyang, he rubbed his growling stomach, looked up at the smoky battlefield in the distance, and murmured a curse.

Ning Haijun really has nothing to do with the trenches and fortresses of Jiannu, but the problem is that they can see the place where the smoke of Jiannu rises. As long as they see the smoke rising, Ning Haijun's artillery will shoot at the place where the smoke rises.

Following the bombardment, the meals prepared by Jiannu were useless, and Yue Tuo had no food to eat. He hadn't had any hot meals for three days.

Yue Tuo was not the only one who didn't eat, the whole army of more than [-] people had no food, because in order to prevent them from cooking, Ning Haijun's artillery fired shells at the place where their cooking smoke rose for a long time, but fortunately they were used to it.

From the day when the Ning Navy occupied Liaoyang, the entire Dajin Kingdom has been short of food, and food shortages have become a very common thing, and people will starve to death every two days.

This situation has lasted from the five years of Chongzhen to the present, and they have become accustomed to it, but they don't know when it will be the same as before.

In Yue Tuo's view, the Ning Navy is really abominable. They will do anything to block the Dajin Kingdom. Originally, there were the Eight Shanxi Merchants, who could deliver supplies to them through Zhangjiakou, and their lives can still be maintained.

But the problem is that Ning Haijun is just a dog to stop rats. They sent some soldiers, pretending to be bandits, to get stuck on the grassland outside the pass, ambushes, night raids, planting mines, catching merchants who dared to do business with Dajin, and putting them on sharpened wooden sticks.

For more than three years, more than 100 caravans were executed on these two commercial roads, and gradually no one dared to do business with the Dajin Kingdom.

Yue Tuo was a rare strategic talent in the Dajin Kingdom. Seeing that fundamental problems could not be solved militarily, he proposed to Huang Taiji and sent envoys to the capital to seek peace.The Dajin Kingdom can follow the example of the Mongolian King Shunyi, profess a vassal to Daming, and pay tribute.

But the problem is that Huang Taiji did not agree to bow to Emperor Chongzhen, and Huang Taiji was angry with Emperor Chongzhen, and they were the ones who were unlucky.

At this moment, Zhepo came over bent over, he brought two children's fist-sized beef jerky and handed one to Yue Tuo: "Master, eat."

Yue Tuo took it over and asked, "Where did it come from?"

"Last month, the cow at home died of illness and made beef jerky, and the last two pieces are gone."

Yuetuo just took one bite.The taste of boiled beef jerky is not very good, but to him who is hungry, it is no different from delicacies from mountains and seas.

Suddenly there was a deafening cheer from the opposite side: "Long live the commander! Long live the commander!"

Jian Nu, who was curled up in the trench and enduring the torment of hunger, trembled with fright.

Yue Tuo's gobbling action also paused for a moment, and he poked his head out quietly, frowning and asked, "Why are these Ming people so crazy?"

Zhepo didn't lift his bones, he just gnawed potatoes: "The devil knows!"

Yue Tuo misunderstood, Ning Haijun really didn't want to make any tricks, he was just too happy.

Because they heard great news from the newspapers—yes, not only the Liaoyang Ning navy officers and men got the news, but in fact the whole Liaodong had already got the news.

The new grain cultivated by Zhenhai City's Agricultural College has achieved a bumper harvest in Zhenhai's experimental field. The new type of grain has performed extremely well, and the yield per mu has exceeded 650 catties!
The soldiers of the Ning Navy were satisfied with eating potatoes and sweet potatoes in the first two years, but the problem is that after eating potatoes and sweet potatoes for several years in a row, they still miss the taste of millet.

Of course, when there is no choice, some food is good, but when there is a choice, they still prefer to eat millet. Almost all the soldiers of the Ning Navy are small landlords.

Every immature or stern face showed a happy smile: "One mu of land can harvest more than 600 catties? Then in the future, we will plant hundreds of mu of land at one go, so we can sleep in the pile of grain!"

The supervisors of Ning Haijun took the opportunity to boost morale: "Next year Liaodong will carry out larger-scale planting, and we have to work hard to take down Shenyang City...a variety of millet!"

The soldiers of Ning Haijun cheered: "Take Shenyang City and grow more millet!" (End of this chapter)