Chapter 85
Inside the Hall of Fong Xian.

Lao Zhu and Queen Ma are continuing to look at Zhu Biao's reply.

The follow-up to anti-corruption teaching.

Zhu Biao wanted to invite Su Jing to govern Daming and expand his business territory beyond Lishui County.

Su Jing naturally refused without hesitation.

And his reason directly silenced Zhu Yuanzhang.

If Su Jing's business really spread throughout the entire Ming Dynasty, then the person who most wanted him dead was the emperor.

"Mr. Su really understands everything."

Empress Ma sighed slightly.

As a queen, she is naturally very clear about Zhu Yuanzhang's inner thoughts.

Su Jing's words are not bad at all.

Straightforward, but transparent.

The emperor would not allow such a character to appear under his rule.

After a moment of silence, Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Su Shi really has rules and knows how to measure."

Although this was just a simple statement, it already showed that Zhu Yuanzhang knew that Su Jing was a man of discipline, as long as he continued to maintain it, everything would be fine.

The two continued to look back.

Next, it is Su Jing's views on women entering the temple.

Seeing the questioning of Su Jing and Zhu Biao, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression also changed slightly.

He is the clearest about the contents of the Great Ming Law.

But in fact, he also knew that it couldn't be carried out at all.

Because there were too many people who believed in Buddhism in the entire Ming court, and many of them were wives and daughters of royal nobles.

Of course, it's also because the woman did not cause any major incidents in worshiping the Buddha, otherwise Lao Zhu wouldn't mind giving it a shot.

"Biao'er thinks about things, but it's easier."

Empress Ma saw Zhu Biao's answer to why women could not enter the temple, and commented.

Zhu Yuanzhang also nodded and said, "Hmph, that kid Su Jing is digging holes for Biao'er!"

Even in front of Empress Ma, Zhu Yuanzhang still wanted to belittle Su Jing.

Queen Ma didn't speak, and continued to look down.

Next is Su Jing's interpretation of the law that women cannot enter the temple.

As soon as the first article came out, Zhu Yuanzhang's face showed a touch of excitement and said:

"Su Jing understands me!"

It is quite expensive to enter the temple and worship the Buddha.

As a former monk, Zhu Yuanzhang has seen many women who are too poor to get rid of the pot, but also give money for sesame oil.

If this was the case in Ming Dynasty, the country would not even be able to pay taxes.

Empress Ma took it for granted, "Isn't it normal for Mr. Su to see through your thoughts?"

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled and continued to look back.

As soon as the second article came out, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately slapped the table.

Of course, not angry, but excited.

It is the kind of complex emotion that is understood.

The so-called emperor is a loner, not in his position, and many things can only be experienced by himself.

Su Jing actually saw what he was thinking from this law.

It's like a roundworm in my stomach!

"Heavchi, calm down."

Empress Ma hurriedly persuaded Zhu Yuanzhang when she saw this, but this slap shocked the eunuchs and maids outside.

"Sister, this Su Jing really understands me very well."

When Zhu Yuanzhang spoke, his expression had calmed down.

Su Jing's accurate grasp of his own positioning and Lao Zhu's psychology made Lao Zhu feel excited.

But at the same time, it also caused suspicion in Lao Zhu's heart.

Wouldn't it be very dangerous for a person who can see clearly that he has seen the emperor clearly, if one day he wants to make trouble?
Thinking of this, Lao Zhu already had an idea in his heart, and the monitoring of Su Jing had to be more stringent.

This person must never escape from his own control.

Su Jing didn't know yet, but just because he analyzed Lao Zhu's psychology, he was guarded a lot more.

In Lishui County.

Su Jing is doing morning exercises with Zhu Biao.

But this time it's not Wu Qin Xi, but military boxing.

This is what Su Jing promised to teach Zhu Biao before, and Zhu Biao will practice it quite seriously.

"Come on, Niu Yi, I have broken down and explained all the movements. Now I will repeat them from the beginning. You can see clearly."

Su Jing said to Zhu Biao, his body was already in the posture.

"Yes, Master Su."

Zhu Biao nodded, watching Su Jing's movements carefully.

Su Jing immediately began to practice the first set of military boxing, which was the set practiced by college students in the military training in the previous life.

There aren't many moves, but they are quite neat.

The main function is only basic self-defense and exercise.

"Lung step punch!"

"Throat piercing kick!"

"Horse stance strike!"

"Block and mix legs!"

"Hit the waist and lock the throat!"

"Okay, that's about it, you come and try."

Su Jing retracted his fists and straightened his body, the rehearsal was over.

"Yes, Master Su."

Zhu Biao immediately started to practice, but after practicing twice, he was able to complete a complete set very coherently.

This is all thanks to Zhu Biao's military general teacher who taught him since he was a child. His physical fitness is quite good and his brain is also smart.

A small first set of military boxing is not difficult.

"Very good, a quick learner."

Su Jing watched Zhu Biao finished, and said quite satisfied.

Zhu Biao turned his head to Su Jing and said, "Master Su, from my observation, this boxing technique seems to be used for fighting."

In the first set of military boxing, there are still many powerful and fierce moves.

It can be used for fighting, which is not bad.

Some of the scientific ways of exerting force made Zhu Biao feel quite novel.

Su Jing said lightly: "Barely, it can be counted, but the main function is to strengthen the body. If you really want to fight, let's forget it."

This is the era of cold weapons, and melee combat is only as good as it is no matter how strong it is.

"Understood, Master Su."

Zhu Biao nodded, feeling a little lost.

He originally thought that this military boxing could have a greater effect.

After all, it was the boxing technique taught by Su Jing himself.

After the morning exercise, the two went to the breakfast shop to have breakfast together.

Zhu Biao is still thinking about how to solve the natural disasters in the Ming Dynasty more than 200 years later.

This is a thorn in his heart, and it will always be difficult to close if it is not resolved.

"Niu Yi, I think you're a little absent-minded, aren't you still thinking about what happened yesterday?"

Su Jing asked casually.

Zhu Biao replied truthfully: "The student is stupid and wants to solve it, but he still can't solve it. Please ask Master Su to teach me."

Although Su Jing said there was no other way, Zhu Biao still pinned his hopes on him.

Su Jing shook her head slightly, she couldn't bear to see her apprentice so decadent all the time.

He said: "Then how about it, I happen to be going to the field today, and you come with me."

"Although the Malthus trap cannot be solved at present, there is still a way to delay it."

After all, it is a matter of limited land carrying capacity.

With Su Jing's ability, it is still possible to increase the upper limit of the land's carrying capacity.

"Thank you, Master Su!"

Joy appeared on Zhu Biao's face, quite excited.

After breakfast, the two went straight to the countryside.

In a wooden house by the field, there are many glass trays on rows of wooden shelves.

These trays were all made by Su Jing from the glass made in the previous glass factory.

Inside the tray, there are small grids divided by wooden boards, which look quite delicate.

Above the wooden house, there is a skylight that can be opened. When opened, the sunlight can just shine on these pallets.

The whole structure looks quite delicate.

"Master Su, what is this for?"

Zhu Biao looked at everything in the wooden house and asked curiously.

Su Jing made a fool of herself and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I will tell you later, now go out with me and mix the soil well."

Mix soil?

Zhu Biao was a little confused, unable to figure out what Su Shi was doing.

But Su Jing's instructions, if you don't understand, you have to follow them.

Just outside the wooden house, a pile of plant ash and a pile of well-rotted dry cow dung have been piled up.

"Go to the ground and dig some soil, try to make it as dry as possible, break it up and bring it over."

Su Jing gave instructions to Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao rolled up his sleeves, picked up the hoe and went, and returned a lot of soil in a short time.

Su Jing did not know where to get a wooden ladle, and took this wooden ladle as the unit of measurement.

Five scoops of soil, three scoops of plant ash and two scoops of dried cow dung were mixed together.

Then Su Jing brought the mixed cultivation soil into the wooden house, and spread it on the glass tray little by little.

Then, he took out the germinated seeds wrapped in sand and wet gauze from a wooden barrel, and put them one by one into the separate grid.

That's right, what Su Jing is doing now is raising seedlings.

This operation made Zhu Biao completely confused. He could only roughly know that Su Jing was planting things, but why he did it was completely unclear.

After all the seeds were put into the seedling tray, Su Jing stopped.

He looked at Zhu Biao and said, "Niu Yi, let me ask you a question. What do you think the seeds need to germinate and grow?"

Zhu Biao immediately replied: "Land, fertilizer, water and sun are needed."

Su Jing nodded and said: "That's right, there's nothing wrong with what you said."

Zhu Biao said with a smile: "Master Su, any farmer knows this kind of thing."

The Ming Dynasty was an agricultural society, and farming was the most basic and important thing.

It would be strange not to know.

Su Jing smiled and said: "Knowing is one thing, but knowing why is another."

"You have seen what I was doing just now. In fact, what I am doing is raising seedlings."

"Then do you know why I don't grow seedlings directly in the field, but in this wooden house?"

Zhu Biao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "Students don't know."

Su Jing said indifferently: "You also said just now that the seeds need land, fertilizer, water and the sun to germinate and grow."

"Then let me put it another way, do you need soil, nutrients, humidity, temperature and light, you can understand."

Su Jing uttered several professional terms at once, but luckily it was not something profound, Zhu Biao simply repeated it, and then he understood.

Zhu Biao nodded, indicating that he understood.

Su Jing continued: "Different plants have different characteristics, and the conditions they need to grow are also different."

"Especially in the early stages of germination and long seedlings, it is particularly important."

"Look at my seedling room, the soil, nutrients, humidity, temperature, and light can be adjusted more easily than in the field. As long as the optimal conditions for plant production are mastered and properly adjusted, their survival will be improved." rate can be higher.”

"Compared to simply sowing seeds and letting fate germinate and grow, this method can obviously greatly improve the efficiency of production and planting, and also increase the yield of crops in disguise. This is called scientific seedling cultivation."

After Su Jing's words, Zhu Biao benefited a lot, and at the same time, he was staring at the stars.

Zhu Biao participated in how the common people of Ming Dynasty farmed the land.

The vast majority of farmers do not know Chinese characters, so they can only farm according to the experience passed down from generation to generation.

Resignation to fate is not bad at all.

But from Su Jing's theory of raising seedlings, Zhu Biao saw another possibility.

However, the starlight in Zhu Biao's eyes did not last long.

"Come on, let me show you the success rate of my previous breeding."

Su Jing confidently opened the door of the seedling room next to her.

(End of this chapter)

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