Chapter 301: Your Majesty's Farts Are All Fairy Scent
In fact, there is nothing special about the so-called final report of Changping Academy.

It is nothing more than a record of the students' participation in courses outside the normal classics courses, from the beginning to the end, plus their final summary and insights into the course.

But Jiajing in the carriage was watching with great interest.

Especially when I saw a student write at the end of a report on spring plowing and rice planting that he wanted to know whether the emperor could do these things, and if not, he would definitely teach the emperor how to plant rice when he became an official in the future.

Jiajing couldn't help laughing.

Lu Fang was sweating profusely as he watched. These bastards were really bold.

But Jiajing never got tired of it.

He felt that these children were pure and innocent.

They have experienced farming and mastered the skills, so they are naturally qualified to teach themselves how to plant rice in spring.

He was even looking forward to the day when this student, who had said in his final report that he would teach him how to plant rice if he became an official, would actually graduate from high school and become an official in the court.

Let Yan Shaoting continue to be the chief examiner of the next Spring Examination, and then I will greet him in advance on behalf of this student?
Jiajing began to fantasize secretly.

And outside.

It took most of the day.

The sweet potato field, which covers an area of ​​one acre, is full of sweet potato vines that have already been shipped to the farm.

Under the leadership of Zhou Yunyi, the people were busy digging sweet potatoes.

Another group of people followed behind, picking up the sweet potatoes and putting them into baskets.

Everyone's movements were tightly coordinated.

On the field ridge.

The officials naturally saw more.

Gao Yao looked at Zhou Yunyi, who was very skillful, and nodded to Gao Gong, saying, "This director of the Imperial Observatory is a capable person."

Gao Gong just hummed.

But Zhou Yunyi is Yan Shaoting's man now, and he doesn't intend to say much about this matter.

On the contrary, Yuan Wei said with a smile on his face: "In my opinion, the cabinet should discuss whether people like Zhou Yunyi, who are capable and willing to work, should be set up as role models and examples for other officials when the court is rectifying the administration? Shouldn't his official position also be promoted?"

As soon as he spoke.

Everyone around looked over.

The struggle for power always comes from unexpected angles.

Just like now.

Zhou Yunyi's performance in Changping caught the attention of Lord Yuan.

Even though everyone knew that Zhou Yunyi was now Yan Shaoting's student and a member of Yan's party, Lord Yuan still brought this up.

Gao Gong was helpless. He was in charge of the court's rectification of official administration. Now that Yuan Wei was talking about this matter, he had no choice but to speak up.

"Zhou Yunyi is a role model for all officials to follow in his new style of administration."

This statement is considered to agree with Yuan Wei's statement.

Guo Pu immediately said, "The position of Junior Secretary of the Taichang Temple has been vacant for a long time and can be used."

The Taichang Temple was in charge of royal ceremonies, royal ancestral temples, imperial tombs, etc.

The Shaoqing of the Taichang Temple was a rank of the fourth grade, which was a whole grade higher than the fifth grade director of the Imperial Observatory.

Xu Jie glanced at the people over here and after a few words, they reached a consensus and were ready to recommend Zhou Yunyi to transfer to the Taichang Temple. He thought about it for a while but did not speak.

His eyes were always fixed on the sweet potato field in front of him.

Zhou Yunyi is just a small character. Although the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple is a fourth-rank official, he is just a small official.

What matters is.

Now this sweet potato field may once again bring Yan Shaoting rich returns.

And Xu Jie's worries are gradually becoming a reality.

Zhou Yunyi and his men worked on that acre of land for half a day, and finally moved baskets of sweet potatoes to the road above.

The weights have been prepared here long ago.

The people from Shuntian Prefecture's Household Department who were originally called in as witnesses had already been pushed aside by the bigwigs in the court.

Didn’t you see that even the Lord of your own Mansion couldn’t get the closest position?
Outside the crowd.

Zhang Juzheng seemed a little anxious.

A magical object that can produce more than ten stones per mu?

If this thing really exists, even though Changping is no longer under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Prefecture, it can still be considered a neighbor, right?
Since Shuntian Prefecture is close to the water, it is the first to get some sweet potato seeds, and then get some people from Changping who know how to grow this stuff. It’s not too much, right?

He, Xiao Yan, is not such a stingy person.

then.

Look at the crowd of people surrounding the weight in front.

Zhang Juzheng quietly approached Yan Shaoting and said, "Moisturize things..."

Yan Shaoting turned around and looked at Old Zhang with a kind look: "Lord Zhang."

Even though Lao Zhang was kicked out of the cabinet, Yan Shaoting still respectfully addressed him as "Grand Master".

Zhang Juzheng smiled and shook his head: "It's not the case anymore."

"I think it will happen sooner or later, so I'll just say it in advance."

"...Then it's up to you."

Zhang Juzheng looked embarrassed, and suddenly seemed to have forgotten what he was going to say.

Yan Shaoting looked at him and asked, "Master Zhang wants sweet potatoes?"

Zhang Juzheng's heart skipped a beat and he nodded: "That's exactly what I meant."

Yan Shaoting then asked, "What about the canal from Changping to Tongzhou?"

Finally we are talking about this matter.

At this point, Zhang Juzheng finally realized that the so-called conflicts between Yan Shifan and the Yan family were all false.

Yan Shifan had previously proposed to the Ministry of Works to build a canal from Changping to Tongzhou, and gave an excuse to check the household registration of the people along the coast. Then Yan Shaoting waited in Changping with sweet potatoes in his hand.

wrong.

Have I, Zhang Juzheng, become that rabbit?

Zhang Juzheng couldn't help but glance at Yan Shaoting, and after a while he said, "The river channel of civilian ships is one thousand tons."

Although the idea of ​​building the canal from Changping to Tongzhou was proposed by the Ministry of Works, the decision on how to build it would definitely fall into the hands of Shuntian Prefecture.

The so-called one thousand materials.

In fact, it is just the cargo capacity of the ship.

A civilian ship weighed one thousand tons, which is roughly equivalent to more than two hundred tons in later generations.

Yan Shaoting calculated it in his mind, but did not speak. Instead, he looked towards the group of people who were weighing in front of him.

Not long after.

The weight of the first basket came out.

"Report the count."

"The first basket."

"Weighing 67 pounds, 14 ounces and 5 cents!"

boom!
The crowd on the entire road was in an uproar.

Although the basket looked heavy and must be quite heavy, no one would have thought that this basket alone could weigh nearly 70 kilograms!

The output is really that high.

Subsequently.

Then someone else reported the number.

"The second basket."

"It weighs fifty-three pounds, eight ounces, and nine cents."

It’s still over 50 kilograms per basket!
These are just the first two baskets.

People turned their eyes to the sweet potato field below the road.

In the one acre of land designated by Zhou Yunyi, there were still many baskets full of sweet potatoes that had not been moved up.

This……

"I'm afraid the yield per mu will be more than ten stones!"

“Is there really such a high yield per mu of grain?”

"If this is true, it will be a blessing for the people of our dynasty! It will be a blessing for us! It will be a blessing for the court! It will be a blessing for Your Majesty!"

"Could it be fake? Was only this piece of land buried in advance?"

While people are marveling at the high yield of sweet potatoes per mu, some people are also skeptical.

then.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Xu Wei, the Chief Secretary of the Changping Public Security Bureau, came over with a smile on his face.

Xu Wei was holding a ruler to measure the fields, while the others were holding sickles, rakes, baskets, shoulder poles and other farm tools.

Xu Wei bowed and said with a smile: "If you feel that the yield of sweet potatoes in my Changping land is fake, you can measure an acre of land at will, or even more. The people of Changping will not participate, and you can just dig out the sweet potatoes yourself to see what the yield is, and the Changping Public Security Bureau will also have an accurate number."

The group of Changping people brought by Xu Wei, regardless of whether the people present were the elders of Wenyuan Pavilion, the ministers of the six ministries, or the ministers of the five temples, each of them had a farm tool stuffed in his hand.

A sickle was stuffed into Xu Jie's hand.

Gao Gong beside him was holding a rake.

As for Yuan Wei, there was an empty basket under his feet.

The three of them looked around and were speechless.

however.

Zhu Zaigui's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately walked up to Xu Wei, took out a ruler, picked up a sickle, and walked towards the sweet potato field below.

"Mr. Xu, come over here and help me measure an acre of land. Let's dig up some sweet potatoes."

Xu Wei immediately smiled and said, "Please walk slower, I will be right over."

While the two were talking, they had already entered the sweet potato field in public.

The crowd was left standing on the road watching the two people entering the sweet potato field.

Neither is staying where you are.

But do you really have to go down to the sweet potato field and dig the sweet potatoes yourself?

In silence, everyone began to look for the unlucky guy who had questioned the yield of sweet potatoes in Changping. Now even Prince Yu has gone to the fields.

Can they not go to the ground?

Don’t be fooled by Prince Yu’s nice words. In Changping, he is just the principal of Changping Academy.

But do you really dare to treat him as just the headmaster?

Didn’t you see that carriage not far away, parked there as if it could eat people?
A silent wail.

These noble officials of the Ming Dynasty, who usually wore red robes and walked in a formal manner, could only happily carry various farm tools and walk into the sweet potato field.

They all rushed to show their faces in front of Chief Zhu.

In the carriage.

Jiajing's face was full of smiles. He didn't even bother reading the academy students' graduation reports. He just leaned behind the car window and watched the excitement outside.

"I didn't expect that this kid is now able to do everything himself. In the future, he can say that he worked hard with his own hands!"

As Jiajing muttered to himself, the smile on his face grew even wider.

Lu Fang, who was serving on the side, naturally knew who his master was talking about.

Aren’t you talking about Prince Yu who is now the president of the academy in Changping?
Lv Fang's face was filled with smiles, and he said with a smile: "This is because Prince Yu is very like the master, and he has not forgotten that our ancestors of the Ming Dynasty did not easily obtain the country and society. Now that he has the opportunity to work outside the palace, he will naturally take care of everything himself."

Jiajing waved his hands and said, "Alright, alright, if you praise me any more, I'll feel embarrassed for him."

Lu Fang smiled and said nothing more.

But anyone could see that the emperor was truly happy today.

there.

Weighing continues on the road next to the sweet potato field.

"Sixty-one catties, three ounces, two cents."

"..."

at last.

Zhang Juzheng's heart trembled.

He turned his head and looked again at Yan Shaoting, who always had a smile on his face and seemed always so calm.

Yan Shaoting also glanced over and said with a smile, "One thousand for an official ship."

Zhang Juzheng's eyes suddenly widened.

This is simply asking for too much!
However, Yan Shaoting still had a smile on his face and looked calm.

A civilian ship weighs one thousand tons, which is roughly more than two hundred tons.

The official ship weighs one thousand tons, which is close to six hundred tons.

Completely different load capacity.

The core point that he and Zhang Juzheng discussed was the canal connecting Changping and Tongzhou, and how large its navigable volume would be in the future.

Over there, baskets of sweet potatoes brought up from the sweet potato field were being weighed continuously.

One number after another entered Zhang Juzheng's ears.

I was afraid that I would hear something shocking again.

Zhang Juzheng hurriedly said, "Deal! One thousand for the official ship!"

Yan Shaoting smiled faintly: "On behalf of the people of Changping, I would like to thank Brother Taiyue in advance."

Zhang Juzheng's face was tense, and he asked in confusion: "You are just a flat land in Changping, why do you want to have such a large navigation capacity?"

Yan Shaoting smiled but said nothing. He changed the subject and said, "According to the calculation that the official ships are charged 1,000 taels per voyage, one third of the people in Shunyi will be included in the tax and labor service. With this calculation, Shuntian Prefecture will have to be busy with the census of Shunyi County for a while."

After saying that.

Yan Shaoting looked at Zhang Juzheng indifferently.

When Zhang Juzheng heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

This Yan Runwu!
He had already calculated this account!

At this time, the sweet potato field was at a standstill.

After the baskets of sweet potatoes were weighed and recorded, but the number was no longer reported, they were loaded into ox carts and then pulled back to the town.

This has made many people who are still waiting to know the sweet potato yield per mu very anxious.

But this time.

A large group of Changping women were already walking out of the town, carrying pots of fragrant food.

The bamboo bed was carried out by the children.

This is used to cool off in the summer, but sometimes it can also be used as a table for eating.

Lu Wenyan did not choose to continue to show up in public today, but instead hid somewhere and busy herself with her own affairs.

The one leading the team was Yunniang.

The team stopped at the roadside, and the women and children were busy setting up the dishes.

Yunniang stood at the side of the road and shouted to the people below: "Fellow villagers, superiors, it's time to eat. After eating and resting for noon, it's time to get back to work."

Yunniang shouted very loudly.

But in the sweet potato field, everyone raised their heads, looking left and right, as if they didn't know whether they should eat it or not.

however.

next moment.

As this group of people were standing in the sweet potato field, they saw a familiar figure in Taoist robes suddenly appear on the road.

Jiajing took Lu Fang and watched the excitement for half a day, and they were already starving.

At this time, smelling the fragrance that I had never smelled before, my appetite was already aroused and my taste buds were fully awakened.

In a flash, the two of them rushed to the bamboo beds filled with food.

"What is this?"

Jiajing pointed at the different pots of food on the bamboo bed and asked in confusion.

Then, he suddenly seemed to react and looked at Yunniang with a smile: "Are these all dishes made from sweet potatoes?"

Yunniang nodded, but still looked at Yan Shaoting not far away with some uneasiness.

Yan Shaoting had no choice but to follow the old Taoist's call and walk over with Zhang Juzheng with a smile on his face.

Facing Yan Shaoting.

Jiajing put on a casual expression and snorted, "Tell me, are they all made of sweet potatoes?"

Yan Shaoting nodded and said, "Your Majesty, these are indeed made from sweet potatoes, including sweet potato porridge, sweet potato rice, and fried sweet potato leaves."

Jiajing had already served himself a bowl of sweet potato porridge and started drinking it with slurps.

Lv Fang asked in confusion: "Why can't this sweet potato be made into rice alone?"

Yan Shaoting hasn't spoken yet.

Zhang Juzheng thought: "Perhaps sweet potatoes cannot be used alone, but need to be mixed with other grains to avoid causing health problems."

Lu Fang nodded, but still glanced sideways at Yan Shaoting.

Yan Shaoting nodded and said, "It is just as Lord Zhang said. Although sweet potatoes cannot be used as staple food directly like rice, wheat and other grains, they can be eaten together, or planted and then stored. Once a disaster occurs in a certain place, the court and government can directly use sweet potatoes for relief. The large amount is sufficient and can best help to relieve the disaster and feed the victims."

"it is good!"

Jiajing, who had unknowingly drunk a bowl of sweet potato porridge and half a bowl of sweet potato rice, shouted "good" and then reached out for a roasted, fragrant and greasy sweet potato.

Baked sweet potatoes are in hand.

Jiajing was also a natural learner. He held the two ends and broke them apart. The rich aroma of the roasted sweet potato immediately dazzled him.

After chewing on the roasted sweet potatoes for a while, Jiajing finally reacted.

Holding the roasted sweet potatoes in both hands, he looked at the people and officials in the sweet potato field.

Jiajing was all smiles, holding a roasted sweet potato and waving at everyone: "Don't look at me, come up and eat. Only when you are full can you continue to work."

Still want to continue working?

As soon as the emperor said this, everyone wanted to faint on the spot.

You just watch the fun and eat delicious food, and let us do all the work!
It’s just the emperor who speaks.

Everyone dared to disobey, and they dropped their farm tools and walked towards the road.

Jiajing turned around again and ate his roasted sweet potato happily.

And this time.

Xu Jie naturally walked in front.

He was just about to get behind the emperor.

But the emperor suddenly raised his buttocks.

puff!
A clear and loud dragon roar.

It was as if it exploded in front of Xu Jie.

The air suddenly became stagnant.

Jiajing also noticed something and quickly looked at Lu Fang.

Lu Fang immediately thought of a solution, and said with a smile on his face: "Today's sweet potato yield per mu is about to be calculated. I think it must be a lucky and auspicious item worth more than ten stones. The master is an immortal body. After eating this auspicious item, he will also emit a fairy fragrance!"

His Majesty the Emperor's farts all smell like heaven!
When Jiajing heard this, he felt less embarrassed.

And what about Xu Jie and others?

Who cares what will happen to Old Dog Xu after he smells a fart.

The group of people walking through the sweet potato field could only accept the rule that the emperor's farts all smelled like fairy fragrance.

They lined up one by one, walked around Xu Jie and the emperor, went to the bamboo bed next to them, and started to get their food.

Anyway, Yan Shaoting could hardly hold back his laughter, so he could only lower his head and pinch his palm secretly.

Then he raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Xu Wei!"

"Report the sweet potato yield per mu quickly!"

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　Thanks to Haikuo Xinglang, Lashi Bucai, and Shuyoumen Guaile for their tips

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　　The doctor made rounds this morning and I have to stay in the hospital for two more days. Because I quit my job and forgot to pay for flexible employment, I have to pay for all the hospitalization out of my own pocket.
　　
　
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