Agriculture is the foundation of the country.
In the entire Datang country, no one will attach more importance to the development of Datang agriculture than Li Shimin.
Without peasants and agriculture, how to collect taxes, how to distribute grain and wages, and how to maintain peace and stability in the Tang Dynasty?
At least one-third of Li Shimin's daily court affairs are to maintain the stability and development of agriculture, and the importance of agriculture and agricultural affairs has long been integrated into the habit of his bones.
Therefore, after seeing the report of the dynasty, Li Shimin was a little incredulous about the content of the report while his blood pressure continued to soar.
In this world, is there really a staple food that can yield up to 26 stones per mu?
Such a concept has far exceeded Li Shimin's cognition of Datang farming, it needs to be known that the rice with the highest yield in the south of the Yangtze River is only about five stones per mu, and the corn in the north is even more pitiful, and the yield per mu is generally about two stones, and it is difficult to reach even one stone when the heavens are not beautiful.
Therefore, for the figure of 26 stones, Li Shimin has always been skeptical and unbelieving in his heart.
But after all, this is written by the dynasty himself, Li Shimin still knows a lot about the dynasty's personality, although he has no form, but he has always been rigorous in doing things, not this kind of nonsense and open-mouthed person.
And in the bottom of his heart, Li Shimin still has a trace of expectation and desire in his heart.
What would it be like if everything the dynasty said was true?
With a yield of 26 stones per mu, everyone no longer has to worry about food, the country is rich and the people are rich, the country is strong and the people are safe, and the real Zhenguan prosperity is not in front of you?
Even though the handwriting of the dynasty was very unsightly and made people's eyes sore to look at, Li Shimin still insisted on reading it several times.
The yield, taste, and shortcomings of not being able to store potatoes for a long time are all well known, and Li Shimin's heart is on fire, regardless of whether what the dynasty says is exaggerated or not, Li Shimin is bound to send someone to investigate clearly.
"Yang Zhen!"
Slowly put down the report in his hand, Li Shimin suddenly called out in a loud voice, Yang Zhen entered in response, and Li Shimin ordered: "Set up the Taiji Palace, and at the same time, you will send someone to invite Dasi Nongqing, Fang Xuanling, Chu Suiliang and the eldest grandson Wuji to enter the palace to meet him!"
” At this moment, it was about twelve o'clock in the night, and in the middle of the night, officials were invited into the palace, and all of them were important ministers of the court, and it was obvious that something very important had happened.
Yang Zhen bowed down to receive the order, and at the same time couldn't help but squint at Zhao Dequan, who was still standing aside, and guessed in his heart what kind of news this great commander of the secret guard had brought, which could make the emperor so excited, and even summon the courtiers on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Zhao Dequan's expression was calm, he had already roughly skimmed through the contents of the secret report in advance, and naturally knew why the emperor was so excited.
To be honest, even Zhao Dequan himself was extremely worried at the moment, because he didn't believe that the yield per mu was twenty-six stones as stated in the dynasty's report, and this cowhide was a bit big.
But he didn't dare not report such news, it was about the abolition of the prince, and the dynasty was not the kind of person who dared to bully the king, in case it was confirmed that the news was true, but because of his relationship with Zhao Dequan, he did not report it to the emperor in time, and he couldn't afford to bear it.
Therefore, even if it was late at night, Zhao Dequan still came, the news was too big, whether it was true or not, he couldn't hold it.
On the way back to the Taiji Palace, Li Shimin called Zhao Dequan to the front and asked softly: "The dynasty's report should have been read, but I don't know what Qing has to say?"
” Zhao Dequan replied respectfully: "Weichen is shallow, he has never heard of such a high-yield thing, and he doesn't know its authenticity.
However, although Weichen does not know things, he knows people.
The dynasty is a subordinate of Weichen, and he is also the brother of Weichen, Weichen believes that he will not make a joke about this kind of thing, and if he is conclusive, there must be a basis!
” Li Shimin nodded lightly and didn't say anything more, what Zhao Dequan said was the same as his previous judgment, unless the dynasty was tired and crooked, he would never dare to use this kind of news that could be clearly understood at a glance to fool him, the lord of a country.
Therefore, Li Shimin's heart has actually believed eighty percent of the content of the newspaper.
Otherwise, he would not have summoned Fang Xuanling's ministers to the palace overnight to discuss matters.
The emperor has a decree that even in the middle of the night, he must get up from his bed and go to see him.
From Li Shimin's decree to Fang Xuanling's entry into the palace, it took less than half an hour.
The eldest grandson Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Chu Suiliang and Zhang Zhengrui, the chief secretary of Nongqing.
The four of them gathered together and met in the side hall first.
The eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanling came one after another, Chu Suiliang followed, and Zhang Zhengrui arrived last.
Seeing that Dasi Nongqing was also summoned late at night, the heads of the three provinces of Changsun Wuji couldn't help but glance at each other, it seems that the emperor's late-night summoning this time should be related to agricultural affairs.
"Xia Guan has seen Lord Fang, Lord Eldest Sun, Lord Chu!"
Zhang Zhengrui's official position was the lowest, but he arrived the latest, with a panicked face, he bowed forward to greet the three officials.
These three people in front of him can be said to be the three ministers of the humerus of the current dynasty, and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty are all headed by these three people, in front of them, Zhang Zhengrui feels that the pressure on his body is so great.
Fortunately, the three of them were quite kind, and they nodded at one of them and returned the salute, which relieved Zhang Zhengrui's nervous mood a little.
"Since the four adults have arrived, let's go in with our family to meet the Holy One."
Yang Zhen came in from outside at this time, first bowed down and saluted the four of them, and then urged loudly.
"There's Chief Lao Yang!"
Fang Xuanling nodded at Yang Zhen, and took the lead, the eldest grandson Wuji, Chu Suiliang and Zhang Zhengrui followed successively, and under the leadership of Yang Zhen, they went out of the side hall and entered the main hall together.
The lights in the main hall were bright, Li Shimin sat with his eyebrows condensed, saw Fang Xuanling and the middle man entered, waved his hand in advance, and then ordered the attendant to sit.
After the four of them sat down, Li Shimin glanced at Yang Zhen, Yang Zhen bowed forward, took out the recital on the table, and slowly moved to Fang Xuanling's body to hand the recital to Fang Xuanling.
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Li Shimin said: "This is a secret report I got from Fuchuan, and the four Aiqing will circulate it first, and then each of them will talk about your own thoughts. ” As he spoke, Li Shimin leaned back slightly, picked up the newly added hot tea on the table, and gently brought it to his mouth to taste.
Late at night, he needs strong tea, which is Li Shimin's habit.
Especially after tasting Chengde tea, Li Shimin prefers to use strong tea to refresh himself, as long as he is dealing with government affairs at night, he must never leave the tea.
Next, Fang Xuanling was almost frowning at the newspaper in his hand, such a spicy-eyed font, the embarrassment of the whole old house was about to be committed, if the person who wrote this report was his son, Fang Xuanling promised to beat his ass to blossom.
This ghost-like thing deserves to be called a word?
And dare to give it to the emperor so grandly as a newspaper, isn't this disgusting?
Fang Xuanling had a lot of criticism in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything before the holy drive, so he could only endure the general feeling of scratching in his heart and carefully read the content of the report.
Soon, he was fascinated by what was written in the newspaper, and the spicy-eyed font was gradually ignored.
Originally, with Fang Xuanling's skills, ten lines at a glance was the norm, but in this report of the dynasty, almost every word had to be recognized hard, so in just a thousand words, Fang Xuanling read it for five minutes before he could barely read it.
My face was a little red, my blood pressure was a little high, and my head was dizzy.
Fang Xuanling shook his body, barely refreshed, and handed the report in his hand to the eldest grandson Wuji next to him.
The eldest grandson Wuji didn't care too much about the font on the report like Fang Xuanling, swept his eyes, and quickly finished reading the report, and after that, the uncle also became a little short of breath, and both eyes were a little red.
Seeing that Fang Xuanling and the eldest grandson Wuji had obvious abnormalities after seeing the report, Chu Suiliang's mood couldn't help but make some waves, these two are the pillars of the country who have seen the world, Mount Tai collapsed before and the color has always been their basic cultivation, what is the matter today, what is it that can make the two of them change color one after another?
The four of them sat in pairs, Fang Xuanling and eldest grandson Wuji sat on the left side, and Chu Suiliang and Wang Zhengrui sat on the right side, so Chu Suiliang saw the looks of Fang Xuanling and eldest grandson Wuji very clearly.
After reading the report, the eldest grandson Wuji gave it to Yang Zhen casually, and Yang Zhen handed it over to Chu Suiliang, who took the report and took a look, and instantly felt a little dizzy and nauseous.
This word can also be written by people?!
It's simply insulting to the sages of Cangjie!
I really can't stand it, I can't read a word, and I'm dizzy when I look at it.
Chu Suiliang closed his eyes directly, and it took a long time to slowly open them, and the report in his hand was taken away by him in disgust, if it wasn't that his arm was not long enough, it was not too far to take out three meters away.
I couldn't bear to look at it directly, so I could only glance at it from a distance.
Seeing Chu Suiliang so out of shape, Li Shimin rarely did not blame, and Fang Xuanling also threw a sympathetic glance at Chu Suiliang.
They all know very well why Chu Suiliang is like this, the more amazing the calligraphy achievement, the more unbearable it is to endure this kind of ghost-drawn font, which is a kind of psychological cleanliness, and no one can see anyone insult such a sacred art of calligraphy.
Chu Suiliang is a recognized calligrapher in the world, and he writes in regular script with one hand, which is the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, and he is in a class of his own, and in terms of calligraphy alone, Li Shimin and Fang Xuanling together are not Chu Suiliang's opponents.
Therefore, the two of them understand very well, even they are just laymen who love calligraphy and can't bear to look at the handwriting directly, Chu Suiliang can have such patience, in fact, it is extremely rare.
"The dynasty is really harmful, when he comes back in the future, I will let him change this kind of handicap, not to ask him to write well, at least horizontally and vertically, like a word."
Li Shimin said in his heart that he didn't dare to have any expectations for the dynasty anymore, and writing like a word was the greatest comfort.
After ten minutes of devastation, Chu Suiliang finally finished reading the whole report, suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chu Suiliang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and quickly handed the report in his hand to Wang Zhengrui next to him like a hot potato.
Wang Zhengrui was taken aback, what is the situation, is this report poisonous, how did he shoot Shangshu's right servant like this?
Worriedly took the report, Wang Zhengrui was waiting for him as if he was facing a great enemy, his eyes swept over the report, and his expression was as usual.
There's no problem, except that the font is written a little weirder, and the wording is not too rigorous, so there's no problem?
It's weird.
Wang Zhengrui couldn't help but shake his head lightly, he really couldn't understand why Chu Suiliang had such a big reaction.
Lowering his head, Wang Zhengrui read with relish, and when he saw that the yield of potatoes could reach 26 stones per mu, his two eyes suddenly lit up.
"Your Majesty, is what is written here true?
That potato, do they really exist?!
” Wang Zhengrui couldn't help but stand up suddenly, looking at Li Shimin with burning eyes, and couldn't wait to know whether the content of this report was true or false.
Li Shimin didn't care about Wang Zhengrui's faux pas, as the chief secretary of the Tang Dynasty, if he could still hold back his excitement when he saw such news, then he would no longer be worthy of staying in this position.
"The source of the information is reliable, and the potatoes should be there.
However, the exact production of it needs to be further determined.
Li Shimin waved his hand to signal Wang Zhengrui to sit down, and said lightly: "I called Zhuqing over today to discuss this matter with Zhuqing." ” "However, the Li Feng mentioned in this report is the suspect who pretended to be the abolished prince in Fuchuan, and I can't guarantee that this is a trick he deliberately made up in order to get rid of the crime."
Li Shimin deliberately pointed out Li Feng's identity, intending to completely clear up the connection between the royal family and Li Feng in front of these courtiers.
The abolished prince is dead, and Li Feng is just an impostor.
The eldest grandson Wuji and Fang Xuanya knew the mystery in this, after all, the idea of letting the abolished prince fake his death was to be offered by the two of them, and Li Shimin's actions couldn't hide from their eyes.
But Chu Suiliang and Wang Zhengrui didn't know, so when they heard Li Shimin's words, they were both stunned, and Chu Suiliang asked in surprise: "The emperor said this Li Feng, but the Li Chengde who presented the Chengde tea recipe to the imperial court a month ago to help millions of victims in the northwest tide through the difficulties?"
” "Yes, that's him."
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Li Shimin said: "I already intended to forgive his sins, but it was only because of Princess Jinyang's illness that I kept dragging my feet and didn't enter Beijing.
No, in less than a month, he actually made a fetish like potatoes again.
I don't know if there is a suspicion of hypocrisy. ” Fang Xuanling bowed his hand and said: "Your Majesty, Weichen feels that no matter whether this matter is true or not, it is necessary to send someone to investigate, if it is true, it is the luck of my Tang Dynasty, the luck of the saint and the people!"
” The eldest grandson Wuji also echoed: "Weichen seconded the proposal, this matter is not trivial, it cannot be taken lightly, and it is better to do it sooner rather than later, Weichen suggests that someone should be sent to Fuchuan immediately to find out this matter!"
” Chu Suiliang also nodded in agreement.
Wang Zhengrui stood up directly and asked for his life: "Your Majesty, this matter should be fully responsible for our Agricultural Academy, and Weichen will ask for his life and personally rush to Fuchuan!"
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